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www.mpzw.com) Shouldn't they, according to the custom of the Empire, put the heavy infantry at the front, hold their stupid tower shields, and slowly move them down step by step?

The Storm Cloaks, who had not yet figured out who the enemy was, were a little depressed, feeling that they had copied their unique formations - swarming.

And...... Is it really okay to charge from half a mile away?

Anussi, who decided to wait for his work, ordered his men to take battle, and they uncharacteristically became the defensive side in the field.

Because the road down the slope was too narrow, and some of the robes-clad human bodies that the rebels regarded as miscellaneous fish were really worried, the line of the Crusaders charging was stretched into a long line.

The formation was so strange that the rebels even forgot to fire their arrows.

They opened their bows and arrows sparsely, but they didn't have much effect because of the opponent's sparse formation.

And the man who rushed to the front, carrying a huge axe but carrying a heavy weight, had already rushed not far away.

"O Holy Light, please give me strength!"

He shouted loudly as he ran, his voice full of energy, and his body seemed to be still full.

When he reached a small slope not far from the rebel array, Herold rushed to the top of the slope in three or two steps, carrying his big axe and jumping high.

"Blade of Light!"

The unbelievable and unthinkable happened—he swung his axe like a spinning top with his body as the axis, spun it rapidly, and just landed in the middle of the rebels clinging to each other and spun the windmill.

The Storm Cloak's tight array was cleared by this man's unmatched move, and what left them most helpless was not the dozens of casualties, but their inability to stop him.

When the Horned Helm Demon stopped spinning and they tried to swarm him to kill him, the warriors arrived behind him.

With the exception of a woman with a shield, the warriors at the front were all heavily armed, and with the power of the charge, they sprinted and slammed into the shield-wielding rebels at the front.

Even if they are badly wounded, the brave Nords can fight the pain with a strong spirit and continue to fight...... Yet the enemies they faced, gasping for breath and eyes that seemed to be about to tear, ignored the weapons they swung at them...... It's not so much that they're fighting with a desperate style of fighting with injuries for injuries without distraction, but rather that these monsters, which get excited after being cut down, are enjoying the fight.

If I had to describe it, it was like a mad dog.

Qianqian, who was out of breath, used her shield to knock a rebel to the ground with the help of inertia, she raised the shield to protect the front, and bent down with the long sword in her hand to mend the knife.

When she raised her gaze again, she was pushed away by her companions. They shouted and fought for the enemy—and after a few moments, there was no longer a single standing rebel in her obscured view......

It is said that the Nord ** upper body is to show bravery...... And the equally unguarded, half-naked Herold was just too lazy to scrub his armor.

Herold slashed out a man with his back to him trying to escape.

The bloodied armory leader, the holder of the title of 'Crusader Warrior', looked around, and for a moment no one dared to come forward to accept his challenge.

He thought that when he came to another world, he would be able to relive the happy memories of following the old duke to face the army of natural disasters and charge into battle when he was young.

Hrod was a little discouraged, and he stopped advancing, but stood still and observed the battle.

Seldom did the Scarlet Crusaders, who were outnumbered and outnumbered, have such numerical superiority - so much so that they have rushed desperately towards the enemy in order to have the opportunity to sacrifice the head of the Blasphemer to the Light, more fanatical than usual.

The Storm Cloak is brave and fierce, but this qiē is vulnerable to madness, madness, and even more madness.

The Storm Cloak, which was overwhelmingly inferior in experience, personal power, and momentum, quickly collapsed.

"Kill them all. ”

Herold commanded in a flat tone.

Even without his orders, the crusader warriors did not intend to leave half a captive.

Unlike the few paladins under the command of the relatively gentle Loria, who always had a hand in their hands, Herold and his warriors were the true Scarlet Crusades.

And the true Scarlet Crusaders will not spare any sinner who dares to defile the Light.

Leaving behind a few wounded and the priests of the rear team, with Qianqian as a guide, the Scarlet Crusaders, who had not done any rest, marched again and headed straight for the snow.

……

Managing a city is more of a headache for Solans than conquering it.

While he sent someone to the city of Windhelm to ask his king to send a receiver, he was busy dealing with the mountain of government affairs.

The Snowman hated the Storm Cloak, and even if they dared to speak out under the coercion of force, they could quietly stumble or respond to the occupier's orders with extreme passivity.

From laxatives being administered to expropriated food to lone soldiers being murdered on a street corner in the middle of nowhere, scattered resistance is happening all the time.

Time may be able to temper the hatred of the inhabitants, but Sorans can only force himself into a delicate dilemma while vainly ordering the murderer to be tracked down while urging his soldiers not to cause too much damage - what Ufric needs is a prosperous and loyal snowman, and his marshal is simply unable to use his fists and feet to carry out bloody suppression.

And the trouble is much more than that.

So far, none of the main members of the Holy Light Church who are wanted have been arrested.

More than a dozen squads ordered to search and capture the Light's followers during the night have not yet returned - their bodies were soon discovered, and they were clearly not killed by humans.

Solans isn't afraid of vampires, but these cunning creatures hiding in the dark are hard to find.

He chose to compromise, and when he tried every possible way to find an agent who could pass the word, he was directly rebuffed.

Even though she is a nominal being, we will not let her be killed by humans. ’

The other party only entrusted an agent to send back such an unclear reply.

The marshal of the storm cloak, who came out of the castle to breathe, had to comfort himself: for his own army, all the troubles were nothing more than annoying flies.

"Take your time and things will always get better. ”

He sighed and said to himself, looking forward to the arrival of the person who took over, so that he could get out of these trivial matters.

At this moment, several alarm bells scattered throughout the city sounded one after another.

The peculiar annoying rhythm, which resounded over the snowy city for the second time in less than a month, meant only one thing, that is, the city was under attack.