The resistance war is destined to be a tragic resistance war.

Objectively speaking, if you want to stop tens of thousands of demons with the strength of less than a hundred knights, even if you rely on the advantage of the terrain, it is impossible to accomplish it.

But even then, they must not take half a step back, absolutely not.

The geographical location of Ryan Town is like for Altes, when the husband knocks on the door during cheating, it is all over when he comes in.

Therefore, they must defend the only access to Artes, otherwise most of Altes' villages will be harmed.

The support knights from the kingdom don't know when they will arrive, and this is destined to be a battle of life and death.

The few remaining knights in Ryan are now scattered through the streets, houses, and alleys, their nerves on high tension, ready for the coming storm.

And the demon side has become the same after the battle with the first wave of knights, although they have a huge advantage in numbers, but who likes to make unnecessary sacrifices?

Coupled with the fact that they are unfamiliar with the terrain and are unknown everywhere, they are even more cautious than the knights of Altes.

Demons flock in droves, trying to pass through the town of Ryan at an unhurried pace, looking around from time to time to investigate the situation, which is quite embattled.

The dark clouds squeezed the sky, obscuring the warm and soft light just now, as if it was about to fall, the silence around was quiet, only the messy footsteps were "clicking", the depressing atmosphere was spreading, the indifferent wind was shuttling fiercely, and the weather was getting cooler, so that the knight who was waiting quietly couldn't help but subconsciously tighten his body.

Finally, as the demon approached, the knight's bow and arrows were drawn again, and as the first arrow flew out, the final battle finally came.

Behind them is the vast land of Altes, and they are the last glimpse of Altes's walls.

Suddenly, a light from nowhere flashed, and then a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the long whip was drawn towards the earth, and the sky seemed to be split in half by a sharp sword, "boom", and a loud sound was deafening.

At the same time, the bean-sized raindrops began to fall from the sky, getting bigger and heavier, and the more and more urgent, smashing down on the white armor on the knight's body, constantly making a "clanging" sound.

Blood and rain mixed and flowed into the distance.

The heroic backs of the knights fell one by one on the cold ground, their eyes wide as if they were nostalgic for the world, or worried about whether their comrades would fall into this kind of field like themselves.

The roar was uninterrupted, and the bowstring that broke straight seemed to indicate that this was its last limit.

The battle is gradually coming to an end, and the last effort is to fight against the water.

On the land of Ryan Town, only Keisha and Don Quixote are still standing majestically, which is the best outcome and the worst outcome.

They were surrounded by demons, and there was still no chance of survival.

"Oh awesome, would you mind such a wild proposal?" asked Don Quixote, looking at Keisha with a tender face, and then slowly knelt down.

He pulled out the blood-soaked ring box from his pocket, took out both rings, and threw them away.

"So you really bought the ring a long time ago, Don Quixote, why didn't I find out that you were actually in love with a violent maniac. Keisha laughed and extended her scarred hand to Don Quixote.

"Seriously, I didn't expect a drunkard general to fall in love with a gardener. ”

The silver-white ring slowly climbed up the ring finger of his left hand.

"Do you mind if I kiss you?" said Keisha, stroking the ring, tears drenching her cheeks.

"Oh,......" Before Don Quixote could finish speaking, he was pulled directly by Keisha.

The touch of the lips turned out to be so soft.

"Kill them. The demon leader at the head coldly gave the order.

With the instructions given, the demon army quickly and decisively pressed towards Don Quixote and Keisha with countless sharp broken blades.

Don Quixote and Keisha were back to back, defending against the demonic onslaught, and that was the final delay.

But miracles always cared little for the suffering of the world, and he was scarred, exhausted, and bleeding, and Don Quixote had no strength left.

After Kesha's sword was blown away by the huge hammer, Don Quixote also put down the weapon he had picked up out of nowhere, turned around and hugged Keisha tightly.

He whispered in her ear, "You know what? ”

"Me too, my Don Quixote. Keisha's smile mixed with the rain bloomed on her face.

Seriously, it's the first time in his life that Don Quixote has seen such a heart-warming smile.

The edge of the dagger flashed into the eyes of the two men looking at each other, and with a "thud", Don Quixote seemed to hear the same sound as when the knights fell.

The town of Lane, lost.

It was not difficult for the demon to take the town of Lane, and after a simple repair, the demon was ready to march again.

However, as soon as they left the town of Lane, they were confronted by a large number of knights who came to their aid, and it was Carmen who led the way, who lived up to his mission and the expectations of his comrades.

The sheer number of knights made the demons give up their attack and turn and retreat, but how could the heroic knights of Altes let them go so easily.

They are constantly chasing down the absconding demons to avenge the glorious deaths of the knights of Lane Town.

Carmen, on the other hand, leads a team of knights and a team of priests to search for even a thousandth chance of surviving among the piles of corpses in Ryan Town.

He covered his mouth and trembled as he watched the scene in front of him, blood and corpses everywhere, and the squirrel Ginger continued to pull peanuts out of his cheek pouch.

In his cute little head, he may have thought that as long as he gave his precious peanuts, they wouldn't kill me, wouldn't hurt my favorite master, wouldn't, wouldn't, there would be a war.

Suddenly, the corpse, lying quietly in the corner, seemed to wiggle its stiff fingers.

This made Carmen quickly run over, and he held Aiwen's palm tightly: "Quick, wake up, look at me, Aiwen, look at me, open your eyes, open your eyes, you can, you can do it." ”

"You're so annoying, Carmen. Evan gasped and struggled to spit out the words, and with the last of his strength he looked up, "We did it, Carmen, we won." ”

"Yes, we won, we won, we did it, no, Aven, don't sleep, look at me, look at me, don't do this. Carmen kept slapping Evan in the face, unwilling to believe the tragic truth.

The walls forged of flesh and blood, Artes, will not forget these valiant knights.

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