Charles was the Templar striker, the one who rushed to the front and cleared the way for the larger forces.

Every time he fights, his blood boils, especially the last time he faced the Minotaur, the big casserole-like fist with the whirring wind pressure, the sense of oppression has never been so close to death.

The person was wearing two steel-forged finger tigers, and the two fists were slammed into the chest, Charles's plate armor was directly cracked, and the whole person was thrown backwards, falling to the ground unconscious.

If it weren't for the logistics of ordinary lion soldiers running into the battlefield and transporting him back, he might not have seen the sun today.

By the way, due to the importance of the Templars, once they were injured enough to be unable to exit the battle line, ordinary lion soldiers would risk their lives and carry the seriously injured paladins back to the rear for emergency treatment, which could save one by one.

After all, the awakened have the ability to heal themselves from minor internal injuries, and if they are saved well, they will be a good man again in a year or two.

Charles looked at the sparkling water, the boat slowly leaned to the shore, and the crew anchored and stopped.

In the distance, there were dense woods, the river split into two, the huge canal continued forward, another tributary turned to the right, and he realized that the boat had reached its destination.

"Let's go, a few of you will go with me to reconnoiter for a wave, and the others will be on standby on the ship."

"Yes!" There was a roar from the ship.

Charles, who is not wearing plate armor, moves faster than the lion man who wears plate armor, and he is in charge of this reconnaissance activity.

After disembarking from the boat, he carefully observed the nearby ground, saw no footprints, and immediately led the people along the river to turn into the river leading to Datie Village.

Ahead was the mouth of the river on the west bank of Datie Village, Charles led a few light armored soldiers for more than ten minutes, and turned a corner only to see several sailboats parked on the shore at least a thousand meters away.

Charles squinted, and with good eyesight, he could vaguely see the white flag flying on the sailboat with a blue pattern.

It's not very clear that the distance is too far, but in the flag of Morning Glory Town, Morning Glory Town is blue, so those ships should be Morning Glory Town's ore carriers.

"The boat is standing still on the shore, has it been attacked by the villagers?"

Charles secretly analyzed a wave, looked deeply at the mine ship a few times, turned his head and led people into the forest, and secretly approached Datie Village.

But as soon as he entered the boundary of the forest, the wind moved.

Charles's whole body exploded, and he had a premonition that there were murderous opportunities in all directions in the forest, so he hurriedly took a step back.

But to no avail, the first row of trees flashed a few slender black shadows, and then the cold flashed, Charles's throat was sharp, and he felt that he could not breathe.

Immediately after that, he was stabbed in the chest with a sharp object, and blood stained the entire strip of cloth, and the two sharp pains made Charles feel more terrifying pain than the Minotaur smashed with his iron fist.

It hurts!

It hurts!

He wanted to let out an angry lion's roar, using the wonderful power in his body to bless his throat and make his cry heard by the fleet thousands of miles away.

But to no avail, the shadow gradually turned into a cat-eared orc, she had a face as cold as an iceberg, and twisted the Hidden Blade in her hand with a cold face, completely slitting her throat to prevent the Templars from letting out a lion's roar.

Then Charles died, and before he died, he saw several lightly armored lion soldiers next to him being seized by several cat orcs, lying on the ground like dead dogs, trying to move but unable to move.

"I haven't sought revenge on the Minotaur yet......" Charles glared in regret, his pupils gradually losing focus, his head tilted to the right, and died.

Natasha's chest calmed down slightly, and the moment she drew her sword just now, she instinctively felt that the opponent's throat had a strong power, which could burst out and hurt people, so she sealed her throat with a sword to prevent the other party from making a sound.

In fact, her decision was right, even if the Templars were stabbed in the brain, as long as their throats were intact, they would be able to gather all their strength in their throats before they died, and let out the strongest lion roar at the cost of damaging their throats, and the orcs at close range would suffer an even more terrifying concussion.

Don't look at this as a bit mysterious, but Charles really did that, the moment he saw the black shadow appear, he reacted quickly, his throat was full of mysterious power in a second, and he just opened his mouth to roar, but Natasha jumped off the tree and stabbed his throat, not giving Charles half a second chance.

"Next, lure the snake out of the hole, and you move the lion soldiers to the nearest place to the ship, and let them make a terrible cry to attract the army to disembark." Alan's voice sounded behind him.

Natasha turned around and saw the slender Alan figure coming out of the shadows under the tree, stomping on the ground silently, even the sound of his breathing was empty, or rather, his breathing had blended perfectly with the sound of the wind, so that the cat orcs could not detect it.

The Assassins were silent, nodding slightly.

After a while, the flotilla docked by the river heard the lionman's loud howl.

"What's the situation?" The Templar Josephus, who was sitting on the ship, frowned, and the sound sounded a bit like a lion soldier being beaten.

"It's Nell's voice, Lord Joseph, Nell has been arrested!"

The orcs on board shouted, causing the only Templar on the ship to widen their eyes.

The scout who was just sent out was captured in less than ten minutes?

And they were yelling nearby, they were on the run, and they had to send someone to save them.

"You go and save people, and you must bring back Knight Charles." Joseph immediately set out a team of fifty people to rescue people.

As for the whole army dispatched?

He wasn't stupid enough to be that far, in case it was a trap, it would be bad, so he sent a team of fifty people to try to save people, and if he couldn't save them, forget it.

A team of fifty people disembarked and galloped, and two of them took the lead, which were ordinary knights who saved Charles, and their duty was to save Charles, and one more horse to prevent accidents.

The two horses plunged into the not very dense mountain forest first, and after running for less than a minute, there was not a single figure in the mountain forest, only the cry of the lion soldier sounded in the depths.

The two knights looked at each other and plunged into it.

If they were too late and a Templar died, they wouldn't be able to afford that responsibility.

However, the two knights went deep into the forest and never came out, and the forty-eight infantrymen who came later did not come out of the woods.

The Templars on the ship waited irritably, and it was not until five minutes later that they saw two horses carrying a corpse from the Plate Knight, covered in blood.

The horse's butt carried Charles, whose throat was pierced, and Charles was lying on the horse's back, the cloth belt was full of bright red blood, dripping blood all the way.

And because the horseman's whole body armor covered his body and face, the Templars did not think for a moment that this was a fraud, and seeing that Charles was already bleeding from his throat, they knew that he was probably dead, and quickly ordered someone to get off the ship to meet him.

When the horses arrived under the ship, Joseph immediately stood under the ship to meet Charles and asked, "What did you encounter, didn't the infantry run out?" ”

Joseph was distressed to death, and although the forty-eight wounded soldiers were wounded, it was not worth it at all to exchange forty-eight for a Templar corpse.

After Joseph asked, he suddenly felt a little strange.

The knights who returned from the bloody battle usually gasped after dismounting, and automatically reported what they had just encountered, but why didn't the two knights take the initiative to speak after dismounting, and they didn't gasp?

Swish!

Joseph tried to storm back into the ship, but his speed was beyond the reach of all the lion soldiers.

But his movements were too slow, and one of the knights instantly turned into a black shadow, slammed into Joseph's chest with terrifying acceleration, and then slammed into the chest with his plate iron fist.

The other Plate Knight removed the plate armor from his right wrist, revealing a delicate cowhide wrist cover, which then turned into an afterimage, and stabbed the Templar's throat with a cold light in his right hand.

Josel's eyes widened as he tried to scream out but couldn't, only to see two cat-eared orcs and someone take out a large sealed ball of mud from his back, with something like a rope stuck in it.