Once the flag is erected, it cannot be moved lightly, which is common sense. If Shuai Qi moves, then there are only two situations, one is that the enemy is going to withdraw, and the other is that the enemy is going to make a desperate bet!

Naturally, Tyrrell would have liked the former, but it was clearly impossible.

After all, it was just a tentative attack just now, and the casualties should not have reached the point where the opposing commander was discouraged.

"Ring the bell!" Tyrrell immediately ordered.

The bell rang again, and the soldiers who had not yet retreated from the city immediately turned around and ran back to their posts.

War is like that, it's never a turn-based game where you punch me and I kick you. As long as the initiative is in the hands of others, even if you are aggrieved, you have to endure it.

At this time, the huge handsome flag slowly moved to less than three hundred steps below the city, which was a very dangerous position!

Not to mention the possibility of being covered by a dense rain of arrows, even if the ten ballistae on the head of the city come to gather fire, it is possible for the opponent to leave the handsome banner behind.

"Lord Tyrrell?" Sergeant Darren licked his chapped lips, his eyes lit up with excitement.

Tyrell snorted, Sergeant Darren immediately went to mobilize ten ballistas to point directly at the position of the opponent's banner, and the soldiers at the head of the city almost all aimed their crossbows at it, waiting for Tyrell's order.

"Let your Lord speak out!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from below, and even the howling of the wind and snow was clear to the ears.

Many soldiers in the city subconsciously looked at Tyrell's location.

Tyrrell narrowed his eyes, pressing the hilt of his sword to give the order to release the arrow, when suddenly a red figure slowly flew up.

Tyrell watched as the red figure flew higher and higher until it reached eye level with him.

"It turned out to be you." Butterflies stared at Tyrell with a sneer: "I let you run away last time, but I didn't expect you to be the commander of this fortress, and you really let the tiger go back to the mountain." ”

Tyrrell's fingertips rubbed the hilt of the sword and flashed with a hint of golden light, and he sneered, "Hehe, it doesn't taste good to be invaded by the holy light, right?" ”

Youdie's face froze, and then it became colder, but she immediately smiled like a flower and said: "If you are really a man, do you dare to compete with me one-on-one again in front of the two armies?" ”

Tyrell was about to refuse disdainfully, but listened to the butterfly continue to provoke: "Don't be busy admitting that you are not a real man, listen to the conditions I offered?" ”

Tyrell was silent, but his fingertips had already lifted the straps of his scabbard.

I heard the butterfly smile and said, "If you can beat me by one and a half moves, I will let you and these humans survive for a few more days, how about it?" ”

"Ridiculous!" Tyrell sneered and said, "There is no such child's play between two armies fighting, and I will never put my hope in the hands of the enemy. If you want to fight, you will fight, why talk nonsense, I am bound to live and die with the fortress! ”

Tyrrell swooped out his sword and pointed it at the Butterfly!

The human soldiers at the head of the city immediately shook the sky in unison: "Survival and death with the fortress!! ”

The Butterflies stared at the domineering Tyrell, an inexplicable glint flashing in her eyes.

"Come on, demon girl, don't you want to fight me, I'll show you my true strength now! Shoot the arrows! "Tyrell's whole body suddenly shone with golden light, like an angel descending and rushing straight into the butterflies.

And in an instant, the shadow of the arrow rose like rain on the head of the city, covering the past towards the handsome flag.

Clang!

The two swords intersected and burst into a dazzling spark, and Tyrell stared at the bewitching face of the butterfly a few feet closer, but he didn't have the slightest pity for the jade, and a pair of wings of holy light bloomed behind her to shine on the butterfly, causing a trace of white smoke to rise from her armor.

"What a puzzling fellow." Butterflies laughed, and the magic sword in her hand went soft like a poisonous snake and wrapped around Tyrell's greatsword.

Tyrrell couldn't break free, and immediately slapped the butterfly with his palm.

Butterflies laughed, and then urged the magic sword to wrap around Tyrell's slashing palm.

But the light that shone on Tyrell's body still made the butterflies feel like they were in the oven, and a trace of white smoke rose from her body.

Obviously, after the last meeting, both of them were aware of each other's weaknesses, so they fell into a grappling as soon as they met.

And the siege battle below also broke out again.

After all, a round of shots from the head of the city failed to destroy the opponent's handsome banner, and was blocked by a huge siege beast.

Then an army of demons roared against the rain of arrows and rushed to the magnificent walls, and countless lives were lost every moment. But the demon army still rushed forward one after another, as if it didn't know what death was.

The lack of defenders at the head of the city was immediately exposed, and the soldiers had to activate various traps on the city to stop the demon army from attacking the city.

But as a siege beast full of arrows rushed under the city, the first wall immediately became precarious.

"Hey, your first wall is about to fall." Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them, Youdie licked the scars on her cheeks and said with a smile: "Don't you care about the casualties of those soldiers?" ”

Tyrrell reached out to wipe the wound on his arm, and said lightly: "Dying on the battlefield for justice is the best destination for a soldier." ”

"Heh, it's really cold-blooded." Butterflies sneered and said, "It's a pity that it's just a futile resistance, I can level this fortress alone without my god descending, haven't you considered your own way out?" ”

Tyrell looked contemptuous, "It's ignorant, you don't know who you're up against. ”

Butterflies' face sank, and she snorted coldly, "I hate the lofty eyes of you Celestial Birdmen!" "Apparently she misunderstood Tyrrell's identity.

Tyrrell didn't bother to explain to her, and a golden greatsword rushed over.

"Destroy the Evil Slash!"

"Butterfly Shadow Change!" Butterflies don't fight him, they just want to drag Tyrell with them. Because the battle situation below is favorable to the demon army, as long as Tyrell can be held back and not let him attack, then it is only a matter of time before the demon army steps into the fortress.

Tyrrell was secretly anxious, but his hands were unhurried. Because he understands that this is a trap deliberately set by the other party, and if he really loses because of distraction, then the morale blow to the soldiers is the real disaster.

The two fought again, but the demon army had already attacked the head of the first wall. However, they were greeted not by shouts of victory, but by large clay pots that had fallen from the top of the second city.

Even if you don't have to guess what is in these big clay pots, for a while, the demons who just climbed to the top of the city all scattered in panic, and even many demons jumped off the city in a panic, of course, more demons were squeezed out of the city by the panicked allies and fell into a puddle of flesh.

Seeing this, Butterflies' face turned dark, and this distraction was immediately caught by Tyrell, and his arm was almost cut off by a sword.

"Humph! But the fight of the trapped beasts! The butterfly snorted coldly, and a pair of colorful butterfly wings opened behind her, and the road was as bright as silk and silk fluttering in all directions.

Tyrell's gaze froze, noticing that the space around him was distorted by these substantial streamers, as if he were in a cocoon full of colorful colors.

"It's too late to throw in the towel." Butterflies sneered, "This is my absolute realm—colorful!" ”

"Oh, is it? But I also have a field. Tyrrell raised his greatsword and pointed it at the Butterflies, a brilliant golden light blooming on the blade.

"Holy Light Realm!"

Butterflies' face turned cold, and she flapped her wings violently to distort and scatter the blast wave of holy light that burst in. But in the next moment, Tyrell's blade had slashed across her head.

The Butterfly's pupils shrank, and she shook the rune soft sword and recast the big sword, but it was immediately burned red, and she hurriedly flew away from the magic sword.

Tyrell did not give up on her close, the sword did not leave her vital point, forcing the Butterfly to be exhausted from parrying, and could only urge the realm supernatural powers again to get rid of Tyrell's personal grappling.

Tyrell's eyes scanned the distorted space around him, and he suddenly turned around and slashed a flying blade with his sword.

But the next moment, dense flying blades flew like locusts from all directions.

Tyrell snorted, and his whole body shone brightly, forming a brilliant shield of holy light, and all the flying blades were bounced out.

"How do you have some strength?" Tyrell said in a deep voice provocatively, but unfortunately the other party was not stupid, he didn't make any response, and his body only hid in the cracks of space and harassed him with various long-range attack methods.

Seeing that the provocation failed, Tyrell immediately swung his sword and rushed straight to break through the siege of the colorful cocoon, but no matter which one he charged, he would always return to the same place strangely.

Tyrell's heart was dark, he didn't expect the other party's colorful realm to be so difficult. Just as he was about to give it a go, he suddenly noticed that the flow of holy light energy in his body had slowed down a bit.

A coquettish smile floated from nowhere: "Giggles, it seems that you finally realized that my colorful realm is not as simple as warping space." ”

Tyrell's face was gloomy as he stared slowly at the colorful bands of light flowing around him, and suddenly a sweet smell of incense blew into his collar, startling him to turn around and slash at him, but unfortunately he didn't hit anything.

"You've been poisoned by my Colorful Phantom Poison, and it won't be long before you lose all your power and become a mortal." The fluttering voice came again, as if drifting in the distance and whispering in the ear: "If you don't believe me, you can look at your own hands." ”

Tyrell glanced warily at his hands, and suddenly noticed that the ten fingers of his hands had been dyed in a colorful color at some point, and they had a tendency to spread to the palms.

"When you're covered in phantom poison, you're mine." The fluttering voice is full of ** and temptation, such as sympathy whispering in the ear.

Unmoved, Tyrrell mobilized the Light energy to resist the spread of the Colorful Phantom Poison. But he soon found that the flow rate of the holy light energy in his body was getting slower and slower, and he gradually felt a little overwhelmed.

"Give up, not even the Light can save you." A bewitching phantom appeared in front of Tyrell, but was split in half by Tyrell's sword.

The apparitions dissipated, but soon many new apparitions appeared around Tyrell, either ** or temptation that made Tyrell feel uneasy.

Tyrell simply closed his eyes and bit the tip of his tongue to force himself to calm down.

Flickering, a faint fragrance wafted across the tip of his nose, as if it could arouse the most primitive desire impulses in his heart.

"Giggle." The sound of laughter full of ** meaning echoed in the ears.

Phantom sounds, Tyrell's mind involuntarily appeared a lot of obscene illusions, but when a cold and arrogant face flashed, it was like an electric light appeared in his mind, instantly regaining his consciousness!

"I am the blade in her hand......" Tyrrell whispered with his eyes closed, "and the shield in her hand." ”

The Butterflies, who were hiding in the shadows to observe, suddenly frowned, and found that a majestic momentum was actually emanating from Tyrell.

"Where her heart goes, that's what my sword is pointing at!" Tyrell slowly opened his eyes full of golden light, and for a moment it was impossible to look directly.

Butterflies noticed that the illusion she had cast on Tyrell had failed.

I saw that the dim wings of holy light behind Tyrell suddenly shone brightly, and they turned from brilliant gold to gorgeous silver white!

The sky-high holy light instantly shattered the colorful realm of the Butterfly!

"High Angel ?!!" Youdie's face suddenly changed drastically, and she quickly retreated with a shocked face: "Impossible!" Who the hell are you?! ”

Tyrell took a deep breath, calmed down the abundant power surging in his body, and said calmly, "My name is Tyrell. ”

"Archangel of Justice !!" Yu Butterfly's face turned pale instantly, but she immediately denied: "Impossible! You can never be an archangel of justice! ”

Tyrrell looked at the butterflies and said calmly, "I never said what kind of angel I am, I am ......"

Tyrell was interrupted by cheers from the top of the city, and Tyrell looked back in surprise to see a large number of reinforcements pouring in from out of nowhere on the highest head of the fortress. The demon army that had just attacked the second city was hit hard, and they were directly defeated in panic.

Tyrrell withdrew his gaze, only to find that Butterflies had also fled.

Tyrrell retracted his silver wings and flew back to the city, where he saw an old acquaintance excitedly walking towards him.

"Decca Kane Scholar." Tyrell looked surprised, "Why are you here?" ”

The old man laughed and said, "Of course we are here to help you defend the fortress. ”

Tyrrell turned his head to look at the sea behind the fortress, where countless ships were waiting to land and bring a steady stream of reinforcements ashore. It's just that the equipment of these reinforcements is very complicated, and it doesn't look like a regular national army at first glance.

"Who are these reinforcements?"

The old man laughed and said, "They are all warriors from all over the world. ”

"Actually, it's the adventurers from all over the world that Grandpa summoned in the name of Hradim." A coquettish laugh sounded behind the old man, revealing a smiling head, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Tyrell in surprise and asked, "Are you really the legendary Archangel of Justice?" ”

"Leah Hugh is rude!" Kane scolded his granddaughter with a tiger face, not too big or small.

In fact, Tyrell had already proved his identity to everyone by blooming the silver holy wings in the sky just now, so at this moment, both soldiers and adventurers were watching him with a fanatical expression.

After all, this is the first time in 10,000 years that human beings have once again challenged the Hell Demon King under the leadership of angels!