"Quick, organize all the brothers to retreat, and let the more than 100,000 brothers also come back to Lao Tzu as soon as possible. ”

Cassano roared excitedly.

The moment he saw Sun Fei finally emerge from the sky, Cassano's heart was finally put back in his stomach, and he struggled a lot to not let himself cry, let the officers around him put him down, and then endured the severe pain from his body and began to command this broken army.

This is the last spark of the two empires.

If you can keep one more copy, it's just one copy.

Cassano didn't want any of his brothers who had come this far to die in battle a moment before the light of hope fell.

Under his command, the remnants of the 400,000 troops, maintaining enough realms, slowly retreated in an orderly manner, and even the 100,000 people who had already held the will to die and were ready to use their own flesh and blood to buy time after the rear, also turned around and retreated when they were less than two hundred meters away from the Holy See army.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere between heaven and earth became extremely strange.

The army of Chambord and the Knights of the Holy See looked at each other from a distance of several kilometers, both considering each other to be their fierce enemies, and before the two, the remnants of the 400,000 troops were distributed in the wide dry yellow steppe, quietly and quickly withdrawing, climbing over the boundary monument of the Gulf of Naples and entering the territory of the Northern Regions.

In the sky, Kaushoi, the deputy head of the Knights of the Adjudicator, looked embarrassed.

It's not retreating, it's not fighting, he doesn't know what to do.

He didn't even dare to move.

Because ever since the [Northern Human Emperor] appeared from the void with a powerful posture of dominating the world, Kaushoi felt that he was locked by an extremely terrifying qi machine, as if the slightest movement would attract a thunderous fury-like attack.

What made him even more embarrassed was that the [Northern Regions Human Emperor] never looked at him from beginning to end, treating him, the deputy head of the Divine Curia Ruling Knights, as if he were air.

As if sensing something, the gaze of the Northern Regions Human Emperor crossed the boundary of time and space, and landed on the burly man in white clothes and white armor a few kilometers away.

Eyes staggered, rubbing invisible sparks in the air.

The silver-armored man suddenly smiled, without a pupil's expression, making his demeanor look extremely weird: "Emperor of the Northern Regions, are you taking in these rebellious evil cultists to be an enemy of the Holy See, and an enemy of the awakened gods?"

"Enemies of the Holy See?" Sun Fei's laughter clearly reached the ears of everyone between heaven and earth: "It's the Holy See that has always been an enemy of me, right?

"Presumptuous!" the Holy Knights shouted tens of thousands of people.

A different kind of momentum rose from the tens of thousands of silver-armored white cavalry army, and the killing aura made the heavens and the earth gloomy.

The silver armor knight waved his hand slowly, and then looked at Sun Fei, his gray eyes conveying a look of disappointment.

"It seems that you have completely put yourself on the opposite side of the Holy See, I am really disappointed, Alexander, since you are the lord of the [Black Temple], you should know the [oracle], how can you do such a ridiculous act of slandering the gods?

His voice is not as agitated as Sun Fei, but it has an undoubted persuasive and demagogic power, hitting the depths of everyone's soul, and those who are a little weaker will be impressed by such a voice, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly.

This is the effect of condensing the holy power to an extremely terrifying realm.

This silver-eyed knight is almost reaching the realm of the gods who say what they say.

Such a person is definitely not an unknown person.

It's a pity that the 400,000 remnants in front of him are the elite tempered by blood and fire, their will is as strong as steel, and they hate the Holy See to the core, how can they be bewitched by him.

Sun Fei laughed.

The laughter was like Huang Zhong Da Lu stirring between heaven and earth, sweeping away the remaining power of the Holy Force.

Anyone can hear the disdain and ridicule in this laughter.

"Hahaha, it's useless to talk more, I've heard for a long time that the Holy See has ruled that the Knights of God are unparalleled in the world, and the cavalry regiment of the Azeroth Continent is invincible head-on, and a new miscellaneous army has been formed under my command, and I want to give it a try, haha, let's fight!"

As Sun Fei's words fell, the army of Chambord City near the border line of the Northern Regions parted a passage, and in the rear, a team of cavalry as black as ink walked out of this passage slowly and silently.

This is indeed a ragtag army.

There are about 10,000 cavalry, but they are composed of two major races, the Terran and the Beamon Beasts, especially the cavalry of the Beamon Beasts, including the House Centaur Clan, the Wolf Wolf Clan, the Bill Bear Clan, and the Piggy Clan...... At first glance, there are all kinds of strangely shaped warriors riding all kinds of different mounts, with indescribable weirdness and comical.

Compared with the Holy See's Ruling Knights in the distance, all dressed in white armor and white horses, this ragtag army was several points inferior in terms of appearance and neatness.

But the silver-armored gray-eyed knight didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Others can't see the way, but he can see through it at a glance, this cavalry regiment of the Chambord people, seemingly disorganized, in fact, has a deep meaning, different mounts and different warriors, which means that this cavalry regiment can have countless tactical changes and options, and can almost adapt to all kinds of terrain, all kinds of opponents and all kinds of unexpected situations.

Every knight and every mount is covered with exquisite armor as black as ink, engraved with all kinds of magic runes, circulating a hidden and powerful aura, with both protection and attack functions, no weaker than the white armor with the blessing of holy power on the knights of the Knights of the Judgment God.

Such an army, black oppression, gives people the color of despair, as if the Grim Reaper army has come out of the gates of hell to harvest life.

In particular, the addition of the Beamon Orc knights and mounts made this army full of countless possibilities.

In recent days, there have been rumors on the mainland that the [Northern Regions Human Emperor] went deep into the endless forest sea, and with his strong strength and personal charm, he subdued the Beamon Beast Clan, one of the powerful races in the era of gods and demons.

With the addition of the orc clan, the power of the Northern Regions Human Emperor has swelled to a level far beyond everyone's imagination.

So it seems......

The white-armored and gray-eyed burly knight's face became solemn, so it seems that today's battle is inevitable.

The Knights of the Adjudicator God were forced into a difficult situation to ride a tiger.

The emergence of such a confrontation situation in front of him is obviously what the Northern Regions Human Emperor is looking forward to-

If his motley army can defeat the Knights of the Adjudicator God in one battle, from now on, he will definitely be able to become famous in one battle, Megatron, and the prestige of the Northern Empire will be even higher, and he can even suppress the Holy See and become the number one force in the hearts of most people in the Azeroth Continent.

If the battle is drawn, the Northern Emperor can also achieve his goal.

Having a cavalry team that can rival the Knights of the Judgment God is also enough to intimidate the world.

Even if the miscellaneous army is finally defeated, it will not affect the prestige of the Northern Empire, because in the eyes of many people, it is normal for a newly formed cavalry regiment to be defeated by the number one cavalry regiment in the mainland.

But for the Holy See, in such a situation, knowing the opponent's conspiracy, but it can only fight, not retreat.

Retreating means losing momentum and losing one's morale.

In the war, if you can't defeat the so-called miscellaneous army of the Northern Emperor, even if it is a draw or even a remnant, it is an unbearable defeat in the substantive sense.

This is just the burden of fame!

"Rush!"

The white-armored and gray-eyed burly knight shouted, immediately made a decision, brushed off his face armor, and suddenly slammed the silver unicorn under his crotch, one person and one ride, like an arrow from the string, cutting through the dry yellow grassland, with an unparalleled momentum, bursting out.

Behind him, tens of thousands of white-clothed, white-armored, and white-horse Holy See Divine Knights suddenly agreed and galloped wildly.

A dazzling white shone in the sun, as if the silver snow of the nine days suddenly collapsed on the earth and flowed away, a rushing and roaring cold air raged wildly, and the whole world seemed to be frozen in an instant.

This is the momentum of the Holy See's Judgment God Knights.

Each of their members has a five-star or higher strength, and they are the most loyal and tenacious momentum cultivated by the Holy See since childhood.

They are full of self-confidence and fearlessness, and even in the face of demons, they will not take half a step back.

And the burly figure galloping at the front is their battle spirit.

There are countless deputy captains of the Knights of the Judgment God Order, and there is only one real leader, that is, the pride of all the God Knights, in order to witness the evil of the world from afar, and gouge out their own eyes of the living legend-

A knight riding a silver unicorn, silver-haired and gray-eyed Atkinson.

Rush!

In God's name.

Crush all the evil that stands in your sight.

......

Opposite side.

At the front of the black 'motley army'.

Frank Lampard slowly put on his black beast-shaped helmet, covered with the palm of the black barbed steel palm, and gently stroked the mutant red flame beast under his crotch, and when he looked up again, the [Black Lightning] greatsword was already in his hand.

Rush!

The Mutant Red Flame Beast was not inferior to the unicorn by half a point.

This man rode like a black lightning, and the screaming air cut through the pale prairie.

At the horse's hoof step, flames burned on the earth, leaving demonic footprints.

Rumble!

Nearly 10,000 black-armored knights behind him were silent, like silent ghosts, urging the mounts under their crotches, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying explosive force of black clouds crushing the city, and an indescribable momentum suddenly rose, as if it was a hellish black flame that suddenly erupted from the ground, burning wantonly on the pale yellow grassland.

One black, one white!

Between heaven and earth, two distinct cavalry torrents, the tips of the needles against Maimang, the momentum is like a rainbow, rising sharply, constantly approaching.

The previous 400,000 remnants of the two empires had all crossed the border line at this time, giving way to the vast steppes and giving the cavalry regiments of the two warring sides, such a flat and vast battlefield was suitable for cavalry warfare.

The earth is trembling.

Hot blood, burning.

This was the first confrontation between the Northern Empire and the Holy See's armies in the true sense of the word.

This battle will kick off the hostility between the largest forces on the continent of Azeroth.

1,000 ......

500 meters......

200 meters......

Fifty meters......

The momentum of both sides was climbing sharply, and even the air began to become hot.

Boom!

Silver-haired and gray-eyed Atkinson raised the silver giant dragon spear in his hand, and his whole body bloomed with a scorching light as the sun, as if it was a scorching sun, leading the Holy See army forward.

Whew——!

At the same time, Lampard, who was covered in black armor and black armor, also raised his [Black Lightning] greatsword, and in the crackling sound, clumps of plasma turned into silver and burst out.

Strongest vs Strongest!

This is the first collision of black and white arrow-pointed cones, head-on.

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