The energy strength of the gray-robed man is not high, and his physical body is also very weak. So when Zheng Ming noticed that the other party's attack was tricky, he easily killed him under the knife.

At this time, Zheng Ming glanced around, and there was fear in his eyes, and he cowered and did not dare to step forward. He bent down and lifted the corpse of the gray-robed man.

Beneath the gray robe was a hideous face. All kinds of scars spread all over that thin face, and with the strange expression before death, it looked particularly terrifying.

Zheng Ming looked at the face that seemed to be smiling, frowned slightly, and examined himself.

No damage! There are no anomalies either.

Since he couldn't hurt him, why did the other party desperately touch himself with his right hand that emitted a jet-black luster before he died?

Without finding out the source of the contradiction, Zheng Ming's brows furrowed even tighter. However, he knew that now was not the time to think about this, so he took one last look at the terrifying face of the other party and activated the devouring ability.

As he unleashed his devouring power, a cloud of pale blue light rose and enveloped the opponent's corpse like a liquid.

In the blink of an eye, the gray-robed man's corpse and clothes were devoured and dissipated without a trace.

"Magic ...... Devil. He is the devil. ”

Because of the constant devouring ability replenishment in battle, and the fact that there is no strong person to take the lead in withstanding Zheng Ming's offensive. The Dorn soldiers, who had been easily slaughtered by Zheng Ming until now, finally began to disperse.

Those soldiers who were lucky not to be pushed forward by the soldiers behind them, and witnessed the whole process up close, kept retreating with fear, and their mouths were muttering the title of the ancient legend, which was one and the negative.

Zheng Ming ignored the scattered soldiers, who could not threaten him now, only because of the lack of strong men who could withstand the pressure. If there were generals in command who could stop his attack, it would be another story.

At this moment, what he has to do is not to entangle with these soldiers, but to get out as soon as possible before the rest of the generals' support arrives.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming's eyes were certain, and he galloped away in the direction where he could vaguely see the scene behind him.

……

At the same time, on another battlefield.

Two red-haired youths rode together.

It was Seon and Zacks.

At this time, they had just escaped the lizard cavalry of the Dorn, and were fleeing aimlessly.

On the side of the road, which is full of thorns and weeds, you can occasionally see a figure lying in a pool of blood. Some of them were Dorn, others were Guards cavalry.

Some of them are not yet dead, but are wailing in pain. And some are already getting cooler.

Suddenly, the sharp-eyed Zax saw a familiar image from among the rapidly passing corpses.

It was a flag embroidered with a golden lion. He was being held by a severed arm. It was crooked in the dirt and fluttered in the wind.

"Isn't that the banner of our Guards Cavalry Regiment?"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden emptiness behind him, and by the time he came back to his senses and looked back, Seon riding behind him had already risen into the air and landed on the edge of the flag.

I saw him pull out the flag, accelerate forward with all his might, grab the saddle and leap into the air, and suddenly return to Zax's back again.

"It seems that the soldiers holding the flag were separated from the team and eventually besieged and died. He guards our glory until death. ”

Hearing the sound of emotion behind him, Zax glanced at the broken arm that was still holding the flag, and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, why did you pick up the flag." Such a conspicuous thing only exposes us, right? ”

"In a chaotic battlefield full of enemies as far as the eye can see, how do we determine the direction of our comrades?

I'll tell you, we rely on the flag!

It symbolizes not only the direction of our comrades, but also the fact that we are not yet defeated. So even if the flag bearer is the most likely to die, there are still people who have come before and after him to pick it up and lift it. It stands to show that our Guards Cavalry Regiment is still there, and that we are still defeated. It is like a torch in the night, showing us the way on the battlefield.

It symbolizes the glory of our Guards Cavalry!

If I die after that, I hope you will lift it up after me. ”

Seon's heavy and serious words made Zax's heart flutter for a while. He had heard it countless times during his training, and to be honest, as a player, he never understood it and didn't try to understand it.

But at this moment, Seon's actions when he was in danger, and the severed hand that was still clutching the flag and difficult to unravel, showed him what glory and faith were.

"I see. Even if I die, I will always hold it. ”

"Don't be too pessimistic. While the banner will attract the attention of the enemy, it will also bring together the scattered allies. Maybe it's because of this banner that we're able to make peace with Shadow of the Throne and escape from danger? ”

As a recruit, Zax really couldn't understand the veterans' trust in Zheng Ming. What made him even more unacceptable was that the boss he respected was almost stupid in his admiration for that person.

"Shadow of the Throne...... Shadow of the throne again. Haven't you heard the rumors about it? Why do you have such a strong belief in it? This is no longer a desire for respect. IMHO, your blind trust in it has reached the point of near-stupidity. Don't forget who we are in now! ”

Seon was slightly stunned when he saw Zax, who was out of control, and then smiled in understanding.

"You might be confused, right? The blind trust we old fellows have in that adult......"

As he spoke, the corners of Seon's mouth went up, and he couldn't help but chuckle. He recalled himself as an unknown private soldier of a small family ten years ago, himself who was in a desperate situation due to the incompetence of the noble leaders during the counterinsurgency war, and the figure of the god who burned like a black flame on that day. And the phrase "Want to get ahead?" Want to keep winning? Do you want to get rid of civilian status and become a general with military power? ”

"You just have to believe in him, follow in his footsteps and don't fall behind."

Seon whispered the words that made him decide to join the Guard, and it was then that he swore in his heart that he would follow the lonely figure for the rest of his life. Not to be loyal to the king of good character, nor to the high-ranking knight of the Tulip Family, but to the lord who was ordered by the old king never to give back covers and military power.

"You'll understand later. That Lord deserves our lives to serve. ”

Zax glanced back at the man who had always taken good care of him like a big brother because of the same hair color. At this time, his face was full of determination and happiness.

Why do you feel happy to give your life for others?

This question lingered in his mind. He saw in Seon's face something called faith.

The two of them, who were busy discussing and pondering, forgot that they were still on the battlefield. And they were holding quite conspicuous flags at this time.

Conspicuous on the battlefield and not vigilant enough! Taken together, the consequences of these factors can be imagined.

An energy-encased arrow slashed through the air almost silently, plunging headlong into Seon's back.

Feeling Seon slipping from behind, Zax's pupils contracted violently when he turned his head and was about to speak.

In his field of vision, the bloodied Seon was flung from his horse to the ground weakly. You can see a section of arrow tips drilling out of the chest, and the cold light on the arrow is very conspicuous with a little blood red.

"Boss!"

Zax's heart-rending cries went unanswered. Seon simply handed him the flag before he fell off his horse.

In the distance, the attack worked, and several Dornish lizard cavalry screamed and chased after them.

Zax quickly tightened his reins to stop. When he turned his head worriedly, he found that Seon waved his hands in pain and made a retreat gesture.

"Boss......."

Zax was about to step forward to help, but was pushed away with difficulty by Seon. 、

He was stunned and forgot about the man in front of him, because of the force that vomited a mouthful of blood. There was not the slightest fear in his eyes, only firmness and exhortation.

Don't do anything, retreat!

Looking at the man in front of him raising his trembling arms with difficulty, the blood kept rushing out in order to make a command gesture. Zax gritted his teeth and turned the horse's head.

"Haha, you kid has the same red hair as me. This hair color is very rare. Maybe we came from a family hundreds of years ago."

"You're also from a civilian background? You're lucky, our Guards Cavalry Regiment is not the same as the lords' private army. As long as you are strong enough and have enough military achievements, you can become a general and lead those soldiers from noble backgrounds. “

"I can't do it anymore. Although I dare not relax in the slightest every day. But the foundation of itself is there, no matter how hard you work, it is still more than twenty levels. But you're different, you're talented. I look forward to the day when you will grow stronger and lead the Guards to follow Naru-sama. “

Seon's usual hearty laughter kept lingering in his head, and Zax's vision gradually blurred.

He knew that this time he turned around and left, and it could be an eternal parting.

However, the approaching Dorn cavalry in the distance did not give him much time, and he could only take one last deep look, this man who usually took good care of himself and was full of expectations, gritted his teeth and left.