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This is the main battlefield tonight, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Holy See fighting to the death on the wide triumphal avenue.

Blood and severed limbs flew in sight, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and every second many soldiers were killed and fell, many of them even before their bodies could be hit by the red-eyed enemy.

Bishop Gavin was not lying, and the troops supporting him, although outnumbered, were like a sharp knife piercing into the enemy's ranks, constantly rushing forward.

The First Knights of Light, one of the top ten super knights in the mainland, has an incomparably loud title "Knights of the Wings of Light", this force has made countless contributions to the Church of Light for three hundred years, and among the one hundred and twelve triumphal arches in today's Triumphal Avenue, there are twenty-nine triumphal arches to commemorate the merits made by the Knights of the Wings of Light.

Such a famous trump card army that has made countless contributions to the Church of Light is going to carry out a mission that no one has succeeded in three hundred years tonight - to storm the Palace of Shenillet and kill Pope Enhill!

"Forward, forward, forward!" A whining horn rang out through the clouds, and five thousand Knights of the Wings of Light brandished their weapons and struck the enemy in front of them.

Although at the beginning, the Knights of the Wings of Light took advantage of the opportunity of the raid to instantly break through a distance of nearly eight kilometers and successfully crossed most of the length of the Triumphant Avenue, but when the Palace of Shenillet was in front of them, the real battle officially broke out.

Three thousand infantry stationed in the city assembled under the command of the commanders and stood in the way of the Knight of Lightwings.

It was a fairly easy battle for the Knights of the Wings of Light.

In a sufficiently wide open battlefield, the cavalry at full speed faced the light infantry hastily arranged into a defensive line, and the number of people was 5,000 to 3,000, occupying a great advantage.

Under such circumstances, the new head of the Knights of the Wings of Light made a decision that any commander with a normal IQ would make.

"Charge the whole army, gouge through them for me!"

Five thousand cavalrymen galloped on horseback, their hooves thundering, like an overwhelming wave, instantly drowning the infantry in front of them.

The ensuing reality was as expected, the 3,000 infantry, who had no defense, and formed a defensive line with only flesh and blood, suffered heavy losses in an instant, and many of them were strung into gourds by the oncoming cavalry before they could even make any movements, and their heads and even half of their bodies were cut off by their sabers.

But what the Knights of the Wings of Light didn't expect was that these three thousand infantry, who should have been on the verge of collapse, had caused them a lot of trouble.

Don't forget, this was the first of the fifteen elite Papal Defenders to react and appear in front of the Knights of Lightwings in formation, even in the face of an unsuspecting surprise attack.

It's the best of the best!

Under the leadership of Captain Palombo, the three thousand light infantry of the first brigade of the "Holy Sword of Light" Infantry Regiment firmly blocked the front of the Knights of Light with their flesh and blood, and with their unparalleled courage, the fighting spirit of never retreating and the miraculous performance of more than half of the casualties still did not collapse, they successfully blocked the Knights of the Wings of Light in front of them - two minutes!

Yes, two minutes, a seemingly very short period of time to pee on the toilet, may not seem worth mentioning, but it is actually a miracle.

Three thousand white and tender little lambs, facing five thousand oncoming fierce hungry wolves, not only did not break up immediately after the fight, but were able to hold on for two minutes!

It was the two minutes that were delayed at the cost of nearly 2,000 soldiers, including Captain Palombo, that bought the other defenders in the Holy See more time to assemble than gold!

The five thousand cavalry of the Wings of Light broke through this first line of defense after paying less than two hundred losses, but their speed was slowed down because of this.

Just behind this line of defense is a second line of defense consisting of 5,000 infantry and 2,000 assembled cavalry!

It was also here that the Knights of Lightwings, an incomparably surging wave formed by five thousand knights, crashed head-on into the incomparably hard reef!

The forty-three-year-old general has been serving in the Knights of Light for twenty-eight years, and he has progressed from a lowly ordinary knight to the present until he became the new head of the Knights of the Wings of Light half a month ago.

At this moment, General Biedrins was in the center of the five thousand Knights of Light Wings, less than fifty meters away from the front line of the worst battle.

From this vantage, General Biedrins could clearly see what was happening on the battlefield.

A white-helmeted, white-armored, red-tasseled knight of light slashed the sword of the opposite knight with a single sword, and then slashed through the opponent's neck with a backhand.

The blood light rose into the sky, and a large head made an arc in the air and fell to the ground, and was immediately trampled into a blurred mass of flesh and blood by countless horses' hooves.

The Knight of the Wings of Light, who had killed the enemy, was covered in blood, and he didn't know where the blood was his own, and where the blood was sprayed from the enemy, and he didn't even have time to wipe the blood off his face, so he immediately waved the saber in his hand and continued to rush forward.

General Biedrins gave himself only one order for the five thousand knights - forward, forward, forward!

But he had only driven his mount to his crotch and rushed forward two steps, and a cold arrow shot out of the oblique thorn, which was pinned to his neck with great accuracy.

The knight's body shook suddenly, the look in his eyes quickly dimmed, and he got off the horse, but his boots seemed to be sandwiched with the stirrups, and the whole person did not fall to the ground, but was dragged by his mount for more than ten meters in a posture of hanging upside down with his head on the ground before stopping.

"Bang!" The boots finally broke away from the stirrups, and the knight's corpse fell to the ground, drowned in countless hooves and smoke like the opponent he had just killed.

The knight's death was like a small wave, which went unnoticed in the midst of a scuffle of tens of thousands of troops.

As the minutes passed, more and more enemies gathered in front of the Knights of the Wings of Light, and the five thousand brave knights were still advancing, but the speed began to slow down and become slower, and the walls of the Palace of Shining Lite were clearly close in front of them, but there was always a feeling of being out of reach.

An officer rode up to General Biedrins, covered in blood and had a shocking wound on his left cheek, from which blood was pouring slowly, looking quite frightening.

But the officer completely ignored the pain on his body, his eyes burned with a raging fighting spirit, and his steel-like body stood upright on his horse, and said loudly to General Biedrins in front of him: "Commander, you must think of a way, there are too many enemies, too many, too many!" ”