"The demons are coming, the first and second teams, the cavalry charges!" Yiyang clamped his legs between the horse's belly, raised his long sword, and took the lead in charging.

Behind him, a column of cavalry followed him as he charged, and the horses' hooves roared, forming a neat line, like an impermeable wall, blocking the way of the demons.

Before the demons made contact with the cavalry team, the magicians in the back row smashed down on the demons with a batch of fireballs, slowing them down. Then the knights' horses crushed the bones of the demons, and their swords pierced their throats.

Then, the charging knight turned back the same way, and it was another charge. When they returned to their starting position and turned their horses' heads, the open space in front of them had been swept away.

Black Feather couldn't help but marvel, their outstanding combat power and heroic demeanor were admirable.

Another group of demons rushed towards this direction in anger, this time more numerous and more vigorous.

"All cavalry, charge!"

General Yiyang still gave orders decisively and succinctly.

The cavalry phalanx stepped away, their voices rumbling, and they repeatedly charged in the open space in front of them several times, and the black swords in their hands were soon stained with blood, reflecting a hazy light in the moonlight.

The sword they wielded was longer than a normal sword, and it appeared to be made of dark crystals, and it was so hard that it could pierce through the demon's hard skin and scale armor with a single sword, and the sword hit the vital point with precision. The movement of drawing the sword and drawing it was clean and clean, and streams of blood shot out in the air.

Black Feather observed that the proportion of mages in this team of 100 people was only one-tenth.

And the spells that a magician can send out are only the most primitive and basic fireball techniques, each fireball is only the size of a fist.

That is, in this era, cold weapons are still the main combat power.

But the number of demons is too much, even such a heroic cavalry unit, the formation gradually began to have gaps under the tearing and attack of demons.

Many of the warriors' horses were pegged by demons, fell off their horses, and turned to the long swords on the ground to fight, fighting against demons. Seeing that the situation was critical, Black Feather pulled the reins of the war horse and rushed into the camp of the cavalry.

The wide wings on his back spread out to the sides, and the light burst out, and pieces of white feathers shrouded in divine power stabbed at the demons like blades.

He fought his way through the blood, rushed to the front of the group, went straight to the demon-surrounded wall, swept away a group of demons that were rushing up, and then stopped the horse's hooves and stretched out his finger to swipe forward.

A golden light slashed through the surging demons that surrounded the city walls like lightning. Under the golden light, the demons wailed in pain, their voices were sharp and piercing, and soon turned into billowing white smoke and disappeared.

The cavalry behind him, clearing out the fleeing demons, also rushed here. The wounded warriors who had lost their horses supported each other and walked slowly to Kurofeather's side.

"These demons don't expect to come back tonight. Yiyang Road.

He rode to the gate of the city, and shouted upwards:

"Open the gates!"

The guards above the city wall saw that it was General Yiyang, and immediately gave an order:

"Quick, open the city gates!

The tall and heavy gates of the city rumbled open, and Yiyang let the god go first, followed by the Bairao cavalry.

Inside the city gates, dense crowds of refugees crowded on both sides of the road.

Some of them, dressed in coarse linen clothes, while others were dressed in decent manners and seemed to be nobles. But at this time, regardless of status, they are all mixed together.

Some of them came from villages outside the city, others from further afield, and they were all displaced by demonic attacks.

In the middle of the night, when they heard the sound of demons howling outside the walls, they were so frightened that they could not sleep. At this time, they are all gathered on both sides of the street.

God rode on horseback, walked along the path they had made way and looked down at them.

None of them dared to say anything, staring intently at the stranger with white wings.

Black Feather suddenly saw that in the crowd on the side of the road, there was a thin girl - her haggard and sallow half of her face had a little dark spot, which was the first symptom of being infected by the dark power. Perhaps because of the mild symptoms, she did not appear strange or distressed.

Black Feather slowed down, stopped in front of the girl, stretched out his hand and gently waved it above her head, and the remaining dark power on the girl's face turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

The girl held her face in surprise, and the mother standing beside her was even more surprised and delighted, looking at her daughter's face in disbelief.

For a moment, the mother was so excited that she forgot her words, but kept bowing to God:

"Thank you...... Thank you ......"

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted:

"It must be God-sama! God-sama can purify the dark power!"

The voice quickly exploded in the crowd, and the crowd was in a commotion, and they were finally convinced of the conjecture that had risen from the bottom of their hearts from the very beginning of seeing this Rao:

Isn't that man with white wings and an incomparably noble face the god who rules this world in the legend?

Suddenly, the crowd fell to their knees. In the darkness, Black Feather couldn't see how many people there were in this group of refugees, only to see rows of people falling to their knees like a wave.

They burst into tears, and in their tears they were both sad and joyful at seeing hope, and shouted in unison in hoarse voices:

"God has come to save us!"

Seeing this, Black Feather turned over and dismounted, came to the middle of the crowd, and raised his hands.

"Get up. ”

A light force emanated invisibly from the palm of the black feather's hand, and the people who fell to the ground only felt as if they were being lifted by a gentle wind between their ribs, and slowly stood up from the ground.

The people closest to Black Feather couldn't help but approach and surrounded him, and people looked at the wings behind him curiously, but they didn't dare to touch them.

Black Feather saw what was on people's minds, and he smiled kindly and held his hands forward.

The girl he treated just now boldly stretched out her hand and put it on his palm.

The others, seeing how approachable God was, were emboldened and tried to touch his body or wings with their fingers, but they did so gently.

The girl blinked her big clear eyes and asked:

"Are you really a god?"

Her mother tugged at her arm, motioning for her not to mess around.

Black Feather Smile:

"Of course. ”

The crowd shouted excitedly, "God-sama!"

"Alright, alright, I'm going to see the city lord ......," Black Feather pleaded with a smile.

The horses of the cavalry had long been blocked by the swarming refugees, and they were gradually moving away from the gods, and they were unable to advance.

Yiyang tightened the reins and said loudly:

"Go and inform the Chiyan City Lord!