Aggression is like fire!

By the time Basaye, the banner owner of the White Wave Banner, realized that the barren hill camp had been captured, it was too late... Finally broke through the front pair of the hussar blockade, and immediately collided with the head-on blow of Ranmaros, the Earl of Lakeheart!

Under the charge of a thousand Byrne knights, the front team of the White Wave Banner that broke through immediately suffered an avalanche-like rout, and it was instantly torn apart, scattered as birds and beasts;

Enraged, Basseyer desperately tried to mobilize more centaur warriors to break through again, but the Lookout Rangers and Ranger Knights on both wings had already begun to close, using swords and spears to continuously strangle all enemies who tried to break through, and the bones were piled up to the point that they were enough to stop the enemy's retreat.

In the rear row, the phalanx infantry had also stopped maintaining a line, and began to advance with two thousand silver-armored horsemen, trotting to attack.

The Byrne's phalanx is somewhat similar to the Imperial Legion, using the "wave offensive" - that is, instead of rushing up, but attacking in a staggered diagonal line, maximizing the impact to the enemy's line;

The only drawback is that unlike the Imperial Legion's shield wall, it has a heavy spear, and its agility and steering are much worse, but if you want to compare the charging effect, the phalanx infantry charging with spears is definitely several times stronger than the Legion infantry with the shield wall.

The onslaught on all fronts launched by the six large phalanxes was the final fatal blow given by Eckert!

The boundless expanse covered the entire grassland phalanx of infantry, and like a storm, they let out a thrilling battle cry, pounced on the Bailang Banner centaurs, who had been trapped by the cavalry, and swept down.

The silver-armored horsemen who broke into the enemy formation took the first step to tear through the defense of the White Wave Banner, allowing the phalanx infantry who then launched a charge to break into the line without hindrance, and carried out a perfect back charge against the centaur warriors.

At this point in the battle, even Basayer knows what he has to do... But he had no chance, and the front and rear were flanked by heavy knights and infantry, and on either flanks were the rangers and hussars who were constantly sweeping the blockade.

All the centaur warriors who tried to break through didn't even make a sound, and they were completely engulfed by the oncoming Byrne knights.

While the centaurs are still trying to make a final effort and escape, even Basayer himself can see that they... The White Wave Banner can't escape.

Or even if they escaped, what would they do? The only remaining elite were killed along with women, children, old and weak, and the main army all fell outside the Thousand Tent City... The White Wave Flag is over.

The fighting continued, but under the siege of Byrne's army on all sides, the only remaining Bailang Banner was already suffering heavy casualties, and the screams were one after another, and it was only a matter of time before it was completely wiped out.

Panting, Basayh looked around and saw such a miserable scene of wailing everywhere.

He couldn't escape.

"Ahhhh——!!!!h

Amid the shouts of slaughter that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the roaring Basayer once again raised his long-handled axe and launched a final charge with the centaur warriors around him.

"Kill the two-legged man ————————!!!!"

Without warning, the attacking Basayer crushed a phalanx of infantry charging at him, and the flag bearer who fell to the ground wailed and was crushed in the chest under the iron horse.

"Stop him!"

Seeing this scene, Count Angot of Mountain Rock Fort was annoyed and angry, and changed his order in just a second: "Kill him!"

But it's too late.

In the midst of the terrifying roar, the surrounding centaur warriors continued to pour out from the flanks as if they were crazy, howling to block all the Byrne knights who came to stop him for Basseye.

In the blink of an eye, he had already torn through the barrier of the silver-armored cavalry and broke through the formation of the phalanx infantry.

In a frenzied roar, Basseille had once again torn through the Rangers' blockade and slaughtered the Byrne's encirclement.

And as a price, the last of his remaining troops have all fallen to the strangulation of the phalanx infantry and cavalry, and the few remaining ones have been completely besieged.

The only one who really stood out from the encirclement was himself.

Gasping for breath and wiping the blood off his face, the scarred White Wave Banner Owner Basaye raised his head and squinted... He could already see the flag.

And under the banner of the golden lion on a black background, a lone figure walked out of the cavalry behind him and came towards him.

Basaiye's eyes widened!

"Turin... Turin... Turin ——!!!!"

Roaring in a low voice, the eyes of the White Wave Banner Lord flashed with irrepressible excitement and anger.

"You know me?"

A hint of surprise flashed across the black-haired wizard's face, and he chuckled, "This has saved me a lot of trouble. ”

"Then as a token of gratitude, let me also ask... Basaiye, White Wave Banner, how do you want to die?"

"Ahhhh——!!!!h

With a roar that shook his heart, the long-handled axe-wielding Basseye slammed into the black-haired wizard headlong from the front with unrivaled might!

"Lord Loren?!"

"Duke?!"

Loren pursed the corners of his mouth, stopped the anxious Ranmaros and Lusen behind him, and slowly raised the Mithril greatsword "Dawn" in his hand and raised it above his head.

He stepped away, and his right foot stomped heavily into the dirt.

"Knock ——!"

Thirty paces, and in the blink of an eye, the roaring Basayer had rushed in front of him, and his raised tomahawk slashed head-on.

"Bell ——!!!!"

With a terrifying thud, the shiny Mithril greatsword and the battle axe collided head-on, and in the flash of fire, a massive blast slammed into Basaiye's face, his arms in pain that he almost thought he had hit a wall.

But he didn't... Instead, he was stopped.

Sprint your way up... He was stopped by a two-legged man standing on the ground.

How is this possible?!

"How... Are you surprised?" Loren's calm voice sounded in his ears.

The black-haired wizard with a blank face unleashed his battle axe and kicked Basaye's body, and before he could react, the Dawn greatsword was already slashing head-on, severing his right arm from the shoulder blade.

"Ah——!h

"There's something behind that will surprise you!"

The sword swung horizontally, and the bright red blood slapped through the air like raindrops... At the same time, Basaye's front hooves flew out.

"Die, Devil ——!"

Panic, fear... I don't know what emotion it was, but Basaye, who had lost his front hooves, brandished a battle axe with his only left arm and aimed it at Loren's head.

"The devil?"

The sneering Loren did not dodge, grabbed the handle of the tomahawk that had been chopped off, looked at the panicked eyes, opened his left hand, and aimed it at Basaye's chest:

"You're not only surprised, you're scared, aren't you?"

High-level spells, Force Impact.

"Bang ——!!!!"

Under the huge impact, the wailing Basaye was knocked away in an instant.

In the roar, there was silence among the Byrne knights around them—in their eyes, it was like Loren punching Basseye, who was even more burly than an ordinary centaur, into the air!

"You should be afraid. Loren's voice grew colder.

With a big sword stuck on the ground, the unarmed black-haired wizard walked towards Basaye, who had collapsed to the ground, and now the dying White Wave Banner Lord had lost a lot of blood, and even if he left it there, it would only be a matter of time before he died.

But Loren didn't want to give him a good time.

"I've heard that you beheaded one of my knights on the battlefield in front of everyone, right?"

As he spoke, the expressionless Loren had already grabbed Basaye's throat, and the White Wave Banner Lord struggled desperately between life and death, but his front hooves and right arm were cut off, and his left hand, which was clenched like a dying fist, swung towards Loren's face.

"Kara ——!"

There was a sound of sore teeth snapping and bones breaking, and Basaye's left forearm was bent backwards one hundred and eighty degrees, and his throat was so red that he could not even scream.

"Aren't you happy?!"

A jab in the front, striking him in the temple;

"Isn't it very proud?!"

Another punch broke the bridge of his nose;

"I'm asking you!"

Releasing the left hand that was strangling his neck, another Force impact.

The huge impact force that went straight down from the Heavenly Spirit Cover smashed Basaiye's entire head into the mud!

Basseille, whose eyes were rolling, had long been speechless, and the expressionless Loren took out a bottle of ignition agent, opened it, poured it on him, and turned away indifferently.

With a deep sigh, Loren raised his left hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

A high-level spell, the fire of Turin.

"Boom ————!!!!"