Cody and Sean were not the only team sent by the Brotherhood in the dark night, and the news of General Garfield's death spread throughout the battlefield in just a few minutes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a brief silence, General Biedrins' face suddenly showed a very rare smile, and he reached out and punched Forster hard in the chest: "My vanguard, what are you waiting for?" Strike now and crush the enemy in front of us! ”

Foster smiled, nodded with a smile, and raised the bloodstained saber in his hand high: "Brothers, follow me, victory is at hand!" ”

"Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet!"

The melodious sound of the horn sounded again, and the Knights of the Wings of Light fluttered high in the smoke of gunpowder, although it looked dilapidated, the white wings embroidered on it still shone in the night sky.

That's the dawn of victory!

As the news of General Garfield's death spread, the Knights of Lightwings were completely reversed from falling into disadvantage due to their numerical inferiority.

will be a soldier's courage.

The news of General Garfield's death was a major blow to the morale of the Holy See defenders, especially the soldiers of the infantry regiment, who made up two-thirds of the defenders.

At this point in the battle, both sides were gritting their teeth and persevering with a willpower, fighting to see whose endurance was better, and with the death of General Garfield, the defenders' breath was released.

When the morale is still there, the soldiers can sacrifice their lives to fight the enemy, but once the morale is discouraged, the guy who dared to fight the enemy hand-to-hand just now will become forward-looking, greedy for life and afraid of death.

What's even more terrifying is that once this emotion appears, it will spread quickly and quickly at the speed of a virus.

There's a saying that goes -- one trades off the other.

When the outnumbered defenders suddenly shrink back, the Knights of the Wings of Light opposite them will be in for a smile.

In the very center of the battlefield is one of the most fierce battle groups, thousands of Knights of Light Wings are frantically attacking the defense line composed of at least 4,000 Holy See defenders in front of them under the leadership of two captains.

In the middle of the defenders' formation, there is also a large sword, on which is painted a glittering white heart pattern, symbolizing the knights of the Holy See's defenders, the Knights of the Heart of Light!

The Wings of Light and the Heart of Light were originally the best and most elite knights in the Church, but today they are each their own master, vowing to decide the final victory on the Triumphant Avenue!

"Knights of the Wings of Light, charge!"

Thousands of Knights of the Wings of Light roared by, their swords glittering, and they charged at the defenders in front of them like tigers descending from a mountain.

"Archers prepare! Three, two, one, release the arrows! The commander of the defending army gave an order, and hundreds of defending archers in the rear of the army raised their bows and fired arrows at the same time, and a dense rain of arrows fell from the sky, shooting down dozens of knights with wings of light who had no time to dodge.

But before the second round of arrows could be fired, the Knight of the Wings of Light crashed into the ranks of the defenders like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and for a moment the people flipped on their backs, the swords flashed, the screams were endless, and the stumps and broken arms were scattered everywhere.

This was not the first time that the Knights of Light had attacked, but each time they were forced to retreat under the desperate resistance and siege of the enemy army, and each time they had to carry at least a hundred corpses.

But this time, things have changed.

The defenders, who had sacrificed their lives to fight and dragged the knights off their horses even if they were desperate, and died willingly even if they took a bite, suddenly became timid.

In less than half a minute, the Knights of the Wings of Light actually cut melons and vegetables all the way, and broke through hundreds of meters as if they had entered a no-man's land, and they were only less than a hundred meters away from the enemy's Daxu!

"Damn, stop them!" A roar rang out from the big place.

A group of at least five hundred knights rushed out of the Great Castle and chose to collide head-on with the Knights of the Wings of Light without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of dense horse collisions resounded throughout the battlefield, and two elite cavalry staggered through the center of the battlefield like two torrents, and the light shining from the swords was endless, and often a knight with wings of light had just cut off the head of an enemy with the saber in his hand, and had already found that the sword of another enemy knight was already in front of him!

Even so, after paying the price of at least two hundred knights, the defenders managed to block this onslaught from the Knights of Lightwings.

To make matters worse, the Lightwing Knights had penetrated too deep into the enemy line this time, and it was no longer possible for them to break away with the agility of their horses as before!

A voice came from Daxu again: "The whole army obeys the order, surround them, and destroy them!" ”

The frustration of the knights' offensive brought the defenders back into action, and thousands of defenders began to move, soon surround most of the Knights of Lightwings.

Seeing that the situation was about to be reversed, at this moment, a hoarse but imposing roar suddenly came from the billowing gunsmoke.

"Captain Foster of the First Brigade of the Knights of the Wings of Light is here!"

Covered in blood, Foster appeared from the smoke of gunpowder brandishing his saber, the bloodied and torn captain looked like a guy who had just crawled out of the pile of corpses, but his eyes shone with an incomparably confident light, like the brightest star in the night sky, dazzling beyond direct gaze!

Behind Foster, a large banner was flying in the wind in the smoke of gunpowder, and the pair of white wings on the flag looked extremely eye-catching in the dark night!

General Biedrins' voice came out of the smoke and resounded throughout the battlefield: "The Knights of the Wings of Light obey the order, and the whole army will attack!" ”

The sound of rumbling horses' hooves resounded across the ground, and one after another Knights of Lightwings leaped out of the smoke of gunpowder, followed Forster closely, and plunged into the defenders' formation from the flanks like tigers descending from the mountains.

This became the last bargaining chip that overwhelmed the balance of the battlefield.

The defenders, already demoralized by General Garfield's death, finally collapsed under the frenzied attack of the two Lightwing Knights.

What started out as a small escape turned into a rout that engulfed the entire defenders.

"Don't run, steady, steady!" There was another hoarse roar from the defenders, but this time no one took his words seriously.

Thousands of defenders suddenly turned from hungry wolves to sheep, and they abandoned their armor and retreated in the direction of the Palace of Synnilet.

Even the Knights, who symbolized the Knights of the Heart of Light, were abandoned by the defenders as they fled, falling heavily from the air that stood straight to the ground, and then trampled into countless pieces by the countless hooves of the Knights of Light's crotch mounts.

The battle turned into a one-sided chase and slaughter, and the Knights of the Wings of Light roamed the Triumphal Avenue like hunters driving their prey, waving their sabers incessantly, each taking at least one life.

"Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender!" The frightened defenders finally gave up their intention to escape, laid down their weapons in pieces, fell to their knees in fear, raised their hands in the air, and surrendered to the Knights of Lightwings, who were far outnumbered by themselves.

At this point, the battle was completely decided.

With a surprise attack, unparalleled willpower, and the sudden death of the enemy's commander, the Knights of the Wings of Light miraculously won more with less thanks to the addition of many factors, and achieved a victory destined to go down in history!

At this moment, a melodious bell suddenly rang, and a dazzling light brighter than the sun suddenly burst out from the bell tower at the highest point of the Shining Light Palace, and countless white lights fell from the sky, forming a huge and seamless white light shield, firmly enveloping the entire Shining Light Palace.

Surrounded by hundreds of Knights of the Wings of Light, General Biedrins slowly appeared in front of the main entrance of the Palace of Synile, looking at the "unbreakable" super light shield in front of him with a calm face.

"Lord Gavin, my mission is complete, and the rest is up to you!"