Three cavalry commanders poured into Barton Mondo's dark green tent.

Inside the battalion commander, the extinguished candle flame was rekindled, and the tall Shaquille felt for the hilt of his sword, "Is this Barton Mondo?" he asked, looking at the headless corpse on the ground, "Where did his head go?"

Dardanelle said, standing in the corner of the tent, "Here it is!" he pointed to the head on the ground.

Old Norchy saw that he suddenly knelt on the ground, and he cried out:

"It's witchcraft! It's dark magic...... This is the knight of our kingdom, how can you murder him?"

Shaquille took a circle around the tent and took Barton Mondo's saber as he said:

"If you dare to disobey the Second Apostle, you will end up with him. ”

Old Noshi knelt there, staring at Barton Mondo's corpse in amazement, his sword loosening feebly from his fingers, and the noise outside the tent, as if at any moment a black-armored cavalry would rush in to avenge their cavalry commander. "I can now swear allegiance to the Second Apostle, and swear by the honor of my family of Gainseth. ”

"As long as you're weird and obedient, you can live!" Dardanelle helped old Noshi up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Keep your people under control!" With that, he walked out after Shaquille.

Old Noshi forgot to glance at the headless corpse on the ground, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion welling up from the bottom of his heart, and it took a long time for him to distinguish that emotion should be called shame!

Yes, he was a cavalry commander of the kingdom, a commander of high status, who could have been canonized by the kingdom as an honorary knight after retiring from the army, but today he has to submit to the darkness.

Darkness is powerful, there's no doubt about it. Barton Mondo, who possessed the strength of a fifth-level samurai, was silently assassinated in his camp, and if he did not submit, the fate would be the same.

The feeling of shame lingered in his heart for a long time, and old Noshi picked up the candle on the table.

The flame of the candle flowed to the tent, and the fire in the tent spread instantly. Old Noshi stood outside the tent, feeling the shame in his heart burn more and more with the flames.

But it doesn't matter, the flame will eventually be extinguished, and at that time, his shame will naturally disappear with the flame.

No one knew that he had taken refuge in the darkness, no one knew everything in the Endless Forest, and when he returned to the Endless Wall, he was still the beloved old Noxi. However, he unfortunately forgot his duty. At this moment, all the kingdom cavalry was in disarray, and the black armor and the silver armor began to collide in the darkness......

...... The daytime in the Endless Forest is extremely white, and the white mist fills every corner. The night of the Endless Forest is the ultimate black, and the darkness flows, covering everything.

At this point, Peake walked briskly and rushed into the endless darkness.

He had only been in Barton Mondo's tent for less than half an hour, but in that half-hour, he was sure that everything had changed!

There was a pungent smell in the night air, which Peake could tell was the smell of blood. In the darkness not far from either side of him, the chaotic noise and the clashing of weapons mingled, and the tent fifty meters behind him caught fire, and the rising flames licked the night sky. No one noticed Pique, not even Pique passing by the two cavalrymen who were fighting.

Ding!

The two swords burst into sparks two meters from Pique's left hand, causing a large amount of cold sweat to break out on his hand holding the Order of Invisibility. Odin's war horse galloped by, and the cavalry shouted mutiny, wary of the silver-armored guys beside him, however, the cavalry in black armor would also be suddenly killed by another cavalryman in black armor. Most of them were three or five cavalrymen who trusted each other, back to back, resisting the sneak attack in the dark, but what they didn't know was that their most trusted partners would also attack them mercilessly! In the dark night, almost no one noticed that some of the cavalrymen's pupils were full of darkness and did not show any emotion.

The Jodelmen gathered and shivered, rumors danced, and countless black-armored horsemen fell from Odin's horses. The campfire at night was smashed by the blood-spurred Odin horse, and the full moon behind the night was full of war, panic and betrayal...... An undercurrent of dark undead aura, each death of a black-armored cavalryman makes the undead aura hidden beneath the dead branches of the dirt even stronger.

"That's the undead!" said the pessimistic Faral, "they're going to slaughter us!" He was surrounded by dead bodies, and to his horror the corpses would rise from the ground and slash their former companions.

Darkness and chaos permeated the trees, then faded in the dawn light.

"They are killing each other," it was only when the battle was about to end, the spineless Sido saw everything, he and Falal shuttled through the chaotic crowd, Faral kept complaining beside him, his voice trembling and trivial, and there was no logic, "There are dead bodies rising from the ground, they are controlled by the power of darkness, there must be an evil force in this damned endless forest, no! it is the power of light, there is light punishing these cruel cavalry......"

"yes, they didn't kill the yodelmen. At first I thought it was a massacre against the Yodelmans, but no, they were killing each other. ”

"The battle is almost over, half of them are dead, if only they all died. For the pessimistic Faral, he wished that all the kingdom cavalry who oppressed him would die, "There was a guy who whipped me before, and if I found him, I would have whipped his face, and I did what I said!"

"No, you can't," said the spineless Sido, "most of the dead are the black-armored cavalry, and the one who smokes you is the silver-armored cavalry." Does this mean that the silver-armored cavalry murdered the black-armored cavalry?"

"Whatever, it's better if he's dead. ”

"The black-armored cavalry didn't whip us. ”

"So what?" said the pessimistic Falal who shuttled through the chaotic crowd, "there are a lot of Odin horses without masters, you pick one, I'll pick one, let's go." ”

"We should have brought Sandy with us!"

"You saw that little fellow? You should have remembered it when the chaos first broke out, and now it's too late! Everyone was running around, and many of those who didn't dare to run were trampled to death by the mad horses. Two yodelmen were pretended to be dead right in front of us by an Odin horse, and I'll never forget that unfortunate image. ”

The spineless Sido had no choice but to move on with the pessimistic Faral, "I can't go up! This horse has so much strength!" he said, "Faral, you need to push me from behind!"

"I'm not going to touch your ass!" Falal grumbled, "You're covered in horse manure, don't think I don't know!"

The white mist escaped from the morning light, quickly dispelling the darkness. In the fog, Falal, who was riding a horse for the first time, looked left and right, "Hurry up, Sido, if you don't follow me, I'll go back to Peace Town by myself!" He shouted to Sido behind him, "I'm going in the right direction!

"I must find my mother!" Sido shouted at him in the fog.

"It's in this direction, if you want to find the woman who doesn't close the window in the shower, you'll have to follow me! I'm in the right direction! Damn! Don't say I don't care about your half-brother!" Falal stood in the fog and waited for a while, and finally, the sound of horses' hooves came from the fog again.

The pessimistic Falal looked nervously at the fog in front of him, and if it wasn't Sido who rushed out of the fog, he planned to immediately turn his horse's head and run wildly. The sounds of fighting had died down in the fog, and the shouts and the clashing of weapons had all disappeared.

It was Sido! He saw the spineless fellow. "Yes, that's it, you listen to your brother, yes!"

"You're not my brother!" said Sido, who galloped past him, "and if you dare to call me brother again, I'll knock your remaining big teeth away." ”

The pessimistic Farral rode his horse after Sido, "Hey, you stupid guy, you're going to strangle the horse under your ass, look! Hold the reins like this to me! Relax!"

"I don't need you to teach!"

The morning light looms through the mist, illuminating the colors of the real world. After the fog, dozens of silver-armored cavalrymen stood there with bloody spears, the countless scratches on their silver armor and the broken craters in their helmets were a reminder of the fierceness of last night's battle.

Two hours ago, they had been submissive to the black-clad men, and now, all the black-armored cavalry had died under their insidious sneak attack!

It stands to reason that the strength of the kingdom's cavalry pretended by this group of prisoners must be far inferior to that of the kingdom's regular army's black-armored cavalry, but they won the battle so easily! There was no suspense, and at the end of the night, they also paid the price of two hundred lives.

There are many reasons for their victory, on the one hand, they are the ones who attack by sneak attacking, taking advantage of the other side to lay down their weapons or get off their horses, and then attack in a violent way! On the other hand, this conspiracy has actually been planned for a long time, to be precise, before they enter the Endless Wall, before they enter the Wasteland Sea...... Daughter River Water, yes, the key is the daughter River Water. All the black-armored cavalry had drunk the water of the Daughter River, and there were hundreds of floating corpses floating in that water, which contained powerful and rich undead power!

Of course, most importantly, they have a powerful master - the necromancer, the second apostle. Obviously, at the height of the battle, the necromancy of the Second Apostle played a decisive role.

The black-armored cavalry would suddenly turn against each other, plunging their swords into the backs of their closest companions, all thanks to the Second Apostle.

"Listen!" Looking at the two men rushing out of the fog, the silver-armored cavalry shouted at them! "Stop, or you will be killed!"

The pessimistic Falal saw the spear standing like a forest in front of him, and immediately turned his horse's head ninety degrees and rushed out in the direction of the side, "Sido! run with me!" he shouted behind him.

Sido's horsemanship is obviously not as good as Falal, not to mention that he became nervous directly after seeing a large number of silver-armored cavalry, and his body fell directly from Odin's horse with an unstable body.

"Spineless fellow!" Before running into the mist, the pessimistic Faral looked back and saw Sido who had fallen off his horse, and after scolding secretly, he urged the horse to run towards the depths of the mist.

A tall body with a black spear covered Sido, "You're doing well," Shaquille said to Sido, "at least not like the one who sought death." After he finished speaking, he directly threw the black spear in his hand into the mist!

"Ahh

Sidor trembled as he lay on the ground.

A kind of silver-armored cavalry raised his spear and shouted:

"Mighty!"

"Mighty!"

"Mighty!"

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