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It was stupid to do it, but Earl Heller had to do it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He knew that all the Trians in and around White Town had fallen into the trap that these monsters had already designed. Proof of it is all that Spichett's idiot said, even though he now had his head off his neck and paid for his stupidity.

"All defend on the spot! Greet the collision! Earl Heller's voice was loud, and the pair of eagle eyes on the hooked nose were a glimpse of the predicament he was facing. It's not a pity that Spiket died, and even if Spiket didn't die, Earl Heller would never let go of this poisonous snake.

The woods of the Moore Glade were full of monsters surging at great speed, waving crimson skull flags like hellfire sweeping across the grass.

There was a tumult above the meadows, and the army of Karkhand, commanded by Earl Heller, was like a canoe swimming against the tide in the face of the surging monster army.

At the moment of collision, there was a war roar, as if stirring up a thousand waves.

In the face of the onslaught of the monster army, Earl Heller rode on his horse and stood at the back of the Kakhander army and sat still, he was not afraid of these monsters, and he was even more afraid that his soul would not be able to ascend to the temple after death, for Earl Heller, this was the battle of atonement.

Queen Agnes, wielding a sword in one hand and a two-headed eagle banner in the other, chanted that the goddess Arcana had bestowed divine powers on her warriors, and that she had put life and death on the line. At this moment, she is no longer a high-ranking queen, but an ordinary knight of the guard.

The Karkhand warriors in front of them entwined with the goblins and lizardmen who were the first to collide, slashing with their axes and bathing in black blood.

The warriors of Kakhand stubbornly resisted the crushing monsters, Count Heller's seat gave them courage, Queen Agnes's prayers seemed to give them the power of the gods, and these soldiers did exert extraordinary combat effectiveness, even if the axe was a little slow in front of the goblin and lizardmen's pitch-black tooth blades and black iron spears, but their abundant energy and quick reaction allowed their team to still have a slight advantage in the face of the monster army.

The jumping goblin lunged at the Karkhand soldier, who raised his front foot and kicked the goblin to the ground, and the warrior raised his tomahawk angrily, "Don't get closer!" ”

Caught off guard, a black iron spear stabbed at him, and the Kakhand warrior was immediately shot in the shoulder blade, and the comrade next to him pushed the wounded warrior behind him, and then strode forward, and the raised axe smashed into the lizard's head, "Go to hell, mongrel!" ”

Until the dozens of tall minotaurs and the war drums of the trolls rushed to the scene.

The situation on the battlefield, like a changeable situation, has been reversed.

The tall bodies cast shadows over the heads of the Kakhand warriors, the black iron armor covering their bodies and looking almost invulnerable, and the giant decapitator axes as thick as tree trunks in each of their hands, the clanging black iron rings on the backs of the guillotine-like axes, made the warriors at the front of the Kakhand phalanx timid.

These minotaurs, the warriors of Kalkander had never seen before, let alone surrendered. The Trians were terrified of the unknown, especially after the comparison—the Kakhandan battle axe in their hands was like a ridiculous pocket toy in front of the decapitator axe in the monster's hand.

"Shield, shield!" The Kakhand warriors clung to the round shields in their hands, and they no longer fought as unrestrained as before. Just looking up through the gaps between the shield arrays to observe these terrifying creatures that emit low moo.

But to their surprise, this is the last scene they see, only fear.

The giant decapitating axe in the Minotaur's hand suddenly swung down above the warriors' heads, shattering the shields in the warriors' hands into fragments, drawing blood-colored arcs of moons and taking away the souls of the Kakand warriors.

"Order the warriors to throw axes to block!" Count Heller was secretly amazed in his heart, he felt that he was in the middle of the warriors in front of him, standing side by side with them, fending off the onslaught of the monsters, feeling oppression and fear rising in his heart in front of the tall and murderous minotaur.

Faced with this row of steel walls, melee combat was completely helpless.

"Throw the axe!" The Kakhand warriors repeated the Count's order, and the Kakhand warriors in the front row began to retreat rapidly, followed by the warriors in the back row who took their axes from their shields one by one, and after a brief aiming, a spinning axe came out of their hands.

Although the black iron armor is thick, it is almost impossible for ordinary bows and crossbows to penetrate such armor, but the strong slashing power of the flying axe easily penetrates the black iron full armor, and the blade of the flying axe slashes at the body of the huge minotaur of the target, penetrating into their armor, so that these tall and heavy armored minotaurs can't block at all, and the minotaurs who are hit by the vital point or head suddenly fall down in front of the Kakander phalanx, but more minotaurs are only injured and retreat after being slashed hard, After all, the axe acts on the smaller Trians, and for these tall minotaurs, the depth of the wound is not enough to be lethal for the time being.

The Minotaur pressed in so that the goblins and lizardmen, who were only as tall as their buttocks, finally found a way to break through the phalanx, and they circled to the left and right flanks of the Karkhand phalanx with great foot speed, and the clever Goblin wolf cavalry, in order to avoid a frontal charge, they had already circled the flanks and mixed with the goblins and lizardmen infantry to launch a surprise attack on the sides of the Karkander phalanx.

The sudden attack on the left and right flanks caused Earl Heller's phalanx to be torn open on the left and right. The warriors' axes were running out, and the remnants of the minotaurs, who had been suppressed by the axes, began to regroup, and they lined up, wielding giant decapitating axes and stomping towards the Kakhand warriors in front of the phalanx.

"King Karkhand, our soldiers can't hold it anymore!" Karkhand's axe guard reported in front of Earl Heller's horse, his voice anxious, "What are we going to do?" ”

"You have to hold it up for me!" Earl Heller bowed down, looked coldly at the anxious Karkhand Axeman, and then slapped the Karkhand Axe Guard in the face, "Remember this slap for me!" Kakhand's axe guards! The elite of our army! Goddess Arkana is your faith! You are now praying before me to announce the order to evacuate! Never! Our ordinary warriors are still fighting bloody, and we are defending the faith! ”

"But we don't have reinforcements! Now face an army of monsters like a wave! My King Karkhand! The Arkand Axe guard wept.

"Bastard, who said we didn't have reinforcements. We had the King's Army behind us, and the defenders of Whitetown. I don't know Count Hengerson, but we see him fighting the tyrant of Segal Saxon! I've also heard that he can read minds, and he can read the hearts of us Kakhanders right now! Earl Heller frowned and jerked the Karand axe guard away from his side, "Pass on my orders and let the warriors hold me off!" Ah, not for me, for us Trians, for our goddess! ”

"Yes!" The Kakand axemen crawled into the almost chaotic phalanx, chanting Earl Heller's order: "Hold on, Earl says White Town and the King's Army will come to our aid!" ”

"When will it support us! We're surrounded by monsters! "The monsters that have come and gone have left the Karkhand warriors in a state of extreme fatigue.

On the right flank of the phalanx, the banner of Kakhand's general was cut off by the wolf cavalry. Immediately after, a bloody head was thrown into the air by the Goblin Wolf Cavalry.

Once again, the floating military spirit was severely challenged, and this scene caused Heller, Earl of Calkhand, to let out a soft sigh, and Queen Agnes beside him obviously saw this scene, and she was disgraced and cried, "That's... Is that... Uncle Norne! ”

"It's over! Finished! The Kakhand warriors in the phalanx exclaimed, and the wolf cavalry who rushed into the phalanx swung their swords left and right, slashing left and right, slashing into the flesh. The goblins and lizardmen who followed were even more slain on sight, "Our Black Hawk has killed Norn by the wolf cavalry!" ”

The corpse-strewn battlefield was bloody. In the spring, the green meadows are stained red with blood. The grass fluttered on the cold corpses, some monsters, but more of them were Kakhandians.

"Living Karkhandians, move closer to me and the queen!" Earl Heller took the reins of his horse in one hand and held it tightly in his hand, and the axe of Count Karkhand in the other hand swung towards the horse, and he turned to look at her daughter Agnes, his face full of regret, "My Anie, you should have had a happy family, I would have had a chubby grandson, it was my wrong choice to be a father that caused you to be involved in this black wave." ”

"Dear Father... It's my daughter's own choice. I have been reborn in Entre, I have forgotten the smoke of the past, and now I am only writing a stroke of glory for the people of Kakhand, no matter how magnificent or miserable it may be. It's my daughter's choice! The father is eager to avenge his daughter, and the daughter can understand it, I have been running away, so that you have used all the soldiers in the whole territory to avenge me, and now there will be such an encounter, this is the choice of fate, this is the judgment of Arcana, fate wants us to fight to the death, then we will fight to the death! I will bear it with my brave father! Agnes smiled faintly, wiping away the tears she had shed for her uncle Norn, and then she raised the Two-Headed Eagle banner of the Kakhand.

"Our Condor is still there, and our souls are immortal! Warriors! Move closer to us! It was Agnes' voice, crisp and loud, far and wide.

Under the north wall of Whitetown, the defenders of Whitetown united with the soldiers of the King's Army, just waiting for the orders of Earl White, Anderson White.

"Yes, we're moving closer to you. Here we are, Your Highness the Queen, Your Excellency Heller. Earl Anderson, who was on his horse, sighed softly, and he touched his breast with one hand in the direction from which Queen Agnes' voice came, in deep respect. Immediately, he pulled out the curved sword hanging from his waist and pointed at the meadow outside the north of White Town, "All soldiers, now we are not divided between each other, Parma warriors!" Immediately go to the battlefield to support the left flank of Count Carchand! The warriors of Custer in the town of White immediately set out to support the right flank of the Kakhandians! The black wave is not terrible, what is terrible is that the zeal of our fighters is drowned out by the black wave! ”

On the ridge of the Bowback Mountain, a black war horse poked its head out, and after quickly moving forward, the handsome knight who was riding steadily behind its horse finally appeared on the ridge. He looked up at the White Prairie at the northern foot of the Bowback Mountain, under the brown curls, there was a pair of eyes that almost burned with flames, he listened to the wind blowing, and fiercely whipped down the Bowback Mountain, and the war horse under his crotch raised his front hooves, carrying him to the bottom of the Bowback Mountain, and over the mountain beam, there were more than a dozen heavily armored knights behind him.

At the same time, thick smoke and dust rolled up on the mountain beams, like clouds and mist.