Dante frowned at the door of the prison area, and the road in front of him was lined with toppled stone pillars and beams, and the iron drill poked out of the stone pillars like thorns. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "How much strength do you have?" Dante asked Esher suddenly.

Estheu didn't know why, Dante had already thrown Schneider to him, and then the whole person turned into a dark red hurricane and rushed forward! The thorn bushes of rock and steel were swept to both sides the moment they came into contact with the hurricane, and the road ahead suddenly opened up! "Keep up." At the end of the road came Dante's voice, ragged and almost naked, his sleek dark red uniform completely unable to withstand Dante's bullish assault, torn to strands in the friction with the rubble of steel.

The group rushed out of the gate, and Kia was so happy that she almost fainted at the moment she saw the light of day. Behind them, the gray-white buildings collapsed, the earthy yellow air swept over their bodies, the dust choked their mouths and noses, and Schneider and Kia coughed loudly.

"The goddess of order is above, the sky - what is that!" Someone exclaimed.

Dante looked up suddenly, and a dark bolt of lightning struck his vision—it was Trevor! He was swooping down from above, the wings of bats up to three meters wide spreading out behind him fiercely, casting sharp shadows on the ground. The moment Dante looked up, Trevor had already swept past them, his sharp wingtips slicing open Schneider's belly. Then he took off again, levitating in the air, like a large obsidian cross. Travor's condescending gaze looked down at Sarion, the imperial city of incomparably glorious proportions, and spoke out loudly the rebellious doctrine:

"The obsidian cross will eventually obscure the light, and below it will be a rushing tide of black rage, in which will float the blood of the sacrifice to the goddess."

……

Archon Justus sat on his warhorse, looking out at the red tide rushing towards the Imperial army's main front, and the famous lion banner took the lead. He smiled coldly: "Order, Brutus Division, Desimus Division, disband the phalanx, and merge into the Sitorius Division." The forward cavalry formation disbanded and retreated to their own formation. The shield phalanx advanced fifty paces, and the crossbowmen took cover. He narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent flashed.

"The Holy Sepulchre spearmen obeyed the order and set up their guns in the Chinese army to resist the horses."

As the order was given, the formation of the Imperial Army began to function in an orderly manner. The lion knights, who were ready to fight to the death, were surprised to find that a broad avenue suddenly appeared in the phalanx of the empire, which was supposed to be impregnable. However, in the middle of the avenue, groups of Black-clad Sepulchre spearmen had set up a dense forest of guns. It was Justes' private soldiers, known as the most elite anti-cavalry force on the mainland, and when the three-meter-long Black Sepulchre Spear was pointed diagonally into the sky in their hands, any cavalry would weigh it before charging. But there was only one thing Brenus did, and that was to raise the riding gun in his hand and point straight ahead!

"Lion thunder array, rush into battle!" Duke Brennus had a beard and hair, like a real lion, and around him were countless lances and the roars of lion knights!

The lion never hesitated! Those who stand in the way, let their corpses hang on the fangs of steel!

"Report! Brenus is starting to storm the Imperial Army! The Holy Sepulchre Spearmen are intercepting them! ”

"Probe!" The bearded man waved his hand with his back to the scout, his gaze focused on a sand table in front of him, which was messily covered with flags of various colors, each representing an army. The flag representing the Empire has a cyan background, while his troops have a yellow background. The blue and yellow colors on this huge sand table confronted each other across Tulbuk, and only a small red flag was planted alone in front of the fortress of Tulda, deeply encircled by the blue flag.

It was a lone army from his titular ally, Saarion, Brennus. Ten minutes ago, he thought that he was going to remove the red flag from the sand table, but he didn't expect that the old lion would choose to rush wildly, and depending on the situation, it seemed that he would be able to see the true face of the famous general of fire in five minutes.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, Just, you never know, His Majesty Khan will be able to lead his heavy cavalry troops to the front the next day." The man laughed loudly and reached out to stick the small red flag next to the yellow flag, "In the future, if you know that my most courageous Blue Wolf Forbidden Army and Khan Guards in Daxia are not eyeing your phalanx, will you regret being too cautious today?" ”

"It's not a bad thing to be cautious, Brother Bahaman." Someone lifted the curtain of the tent, and it was another caliph who fought alongside him against the Empire, Hamid, the spy chief of Dasha. "If he really chooses to besiege Brenus with all his might, even if there are no heavy cavalry, you and I will break into the imperial phalanx anyway, right?"

"Indeed." Caliph Bahaman, one of the three giants of Daxia, smirked, "I've always wondered if the Empire's proud firebowmen can shake my guards!" ”

At this time, the scout reported again: "Report! Brenus has broken through the blockade of the Holy Sepulchre's spearmen! Both sides suffered heavy losses! ”

"Hey, Justus is the loyal dog of the empire in the end, and he is willing to use his own lineage to shake the lion thunder array." Bahaman scoffed, "But he still can't stop the lion's footsteps." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain was slammed open, and a scout rushed in and fell to his knees: "Report, Brenus has rushed out of the Imperial army, and-" he swallowed, "Charge again!" ”

The two caliphs turned their heads at the same time, and they looked at each other, and both found a deep shock in their eyes...... With a hint of fear.

Brenus slowly pulled the tip of a Black Sepulchre spear from his waist, blood gushing out of the gap in his armor, and he spat on the bloody spit and shoved it back again. His expression didn't change during the whole process. When they charged, the Holy Sepulchre's spearmen not only set up a forest of guns in front of them, but also on both sides of the road, like the fangs of a wolf's mouth. The lion knights tried their best to protect their boss, but one of the sinister and vicious black spears broke through the flesh-and-blood defense and wounded the Duke of Brenus. It was an assassination by the grave keeper Leddy, who had had had a chance to knock Brenus off his horse with a single shot, but if it hadn't been for Maurice's quick sword to cut off the head of the spear, and then Kaye swinging the shaft of the gun away, the lion of Sarion would have died in the desert. In the end, although he managed to break out of the Imperial Formation, there were less than 500 lion knights with him, and all of them were wounded. The most serious was the young flag bearer beside him, who blocked a fatal assassination for Duke Brunus during his breakout, and the tip of the spear pierced his heart, killing him instantly. But he still stood on horseback, clutching the legendary lion flag in his hand. Until the last moment of his life, the lion still held his proud head up.

Brenus silently broke the flag officer's hand, took down the lion flag, and shook it vigorously against the desert wind!

Red clouds roll on the flag,

The flames on the banner rolled,

The lion roars on the banner!

"Where the lion flag goes, where the edge points to, where the flames go!" Brenus whispered, growing louder and louder, until at last he almost roared:

"Lion thunder array, rush into battle!"

In response to him, there was also a wild roar:

"Charge, charge, charge!"

The roars of the lions rose into the sky, like a blazing flame, sweeping across the boundless desert, and everyone was terrified.