Although Shiloh knew that the Knights of the White Lion were in the vanguard of this battle, the Griffiths of Silver Peak Strength. Balmunk was also on his list of key concerns, but he had thought that the vanguard army as cannon fodder had already been reduced to ashes in the continuous artillery fire of the Bow Spirit, but at this moment, Griffith was riding intact, leading the Wendland army to counterattack, which made Shiloh a little uneasy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Could it be that both Lord Manstein and Viscount Erich have been killed?

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Shiloh's heart, he knew that the two viscounts with silver strength would not die so easily, even if they were besieged by the three viscounts of Wendland, they should be able to escape and not die just now.

- Unless it's the bull Horace. Ekrio took matters into his own hands.

Shiloh shook his head, that was too unlikely, just like Vera Hill hadn't made a move, Horace. Akrio will never go to the battlefield so easily, because he is the strongest existence in Wendland's army, equivalent to Wendland's last hole card, and he will definitely not come to the front line until the critical moment.

Shiloh's conjecture was soon confirmed, as he saw a dark-haired knight running towards Aster's army from one side of the forest.

It's Lord Manstein.

There seemed to be many scars on his body, the half-armor was long gone, the military uniform was tattered, and only the two sabers in his hand still shone in the moonlight.

Shiloh originally thought that Lord Manstein had escaped after being defeated by Griffith, but he soon spotted the man behind Lord Manstein.

A blue spear, like a giant bear, riding a war horse that seemed to have been taken from the Astor cavalry, although there was little heavy armor left, Shiloh did recognize this man, he was the Viscount of Windland, Galio. Crassus.

The two of them galloped through the woodland, one after the other, and it seemed that they had gone through a fierce battle, and Lord Manstein had managed to escape before he became the current situation.

And in the rear of the two of them, a detachment of cavalry rushed out of the forest.

The leader was a short, bearded man riding a pony with a hammer in his hand looking extremely heavy, and the cavalry behind him was armed with spears, and the armor on his body reflected the brilliance of Silvermoon Eustia, a heavy cavalry unique to Wendland.

Tyre. Oragil, Viscount of Windland, has an army that specializes in amphibious warfare, and Shiloh remembers fighting against the troops led by this Viscount Oragil in his previous life.

The three viscounts besieged, no wonder Lord Manstein would be defeated, then, Viscount Erich, who had not yet seen his figure at the moment, was likely to be more than lucky, Shiloh's heart sank, and he commanded the surrounding Astor army to continue the encirclement network, and then led a small group of cavalry towards Lord Manstein's side.

"Lord Manstein."

When Baron Hamilton saw his lord return from injury, he shouted, causing Lord Manstein to look up and see Shiloh and the others who were coming to his side.

Lord Manstein sped up the speed of his horse, but Crassus, who was too heavy for Astelle's horse, was never able to accelerate again, and could only watch as Lord Manstein gradually moved away, and finally he gave up the chase and slowed down to merge with the friendly forces behind him.

Leading the team on a detour, Shiloh finally joined Lord Manstein a minute later.

"Mr. Ian Gray, Viscount Erich is dead."

However, the first news he heard made Shiloh's heart skip a beat.

"The two viscounts of the other side combined to defeat Viscount Erich, sorry, I couldn't catch up."

"There is no need to feel guilty, on the battlefield, everyone can die."

Shiloh led Lord Manstein around the crater created by the scorching arrows, and with Windland's troops in hot pursuit, he immediately signaled a portion of Aster's light cavalry to come to their aid.

"Regroup, regroup, watch out for enemy forces in the southwest!"

Baron Hamilton shouted, causing the Asterian army outside to turn their swords towards the pursuing forces of Aoragel, spears in front and crossbowmen behind.

"Prepare to meet the enemy, encirclement nets and be careful not to let the enemy merge, boys, show your weapons."

Reviewing the troops in front of the battle, Baron Hamilton looked at Shiloh and Lord Manstein, who were exchanging battle results, and occasionally looked in the direction of Trasil, the sprout of the World Tree.

"Your Excellency!"

Baron Hamilton reminded, drawing his sword, and his horse threw himself back with a long howl.

"Babur, let's go!"

Lord Manstein seemed to have finished exchanging views with Shiloh, and he rode forward to his seat alongside Baron Hamilton.

"All the people of Aster, listen up, you protect both this country and your family, today, is the day we dedicate ourselves to this country, Aster, charge, charge, charge!"

Lord Manstein shouted, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shiloh returning to the camp surrounding the remnants of Wendland's soldiers.

"Let's fight tonight until we die!"

"Till death rest!"

The cavalry behind him responded, this is impossible in the plain of Trestan to contend with Wendland on the frontal battlefield, which after the initial few defeats, Astor has long since dispelled this idea, but now, they are indeed facing Wendlan's heavy cavalry on the frontal battlefield, and have achieved considerable results, which makes the soldiers quite excited.

All of this is the fruit of that pastor.

Lord Manstein glanced at the encirclement, the shouts of murder from inside that shook his eardrums and made his blood boil.

"Aster, charge!"

The twin swords glittered under the moon, Lord Manstein roared, the sound of horses' hooves gradually converging into a sea, and Astelle's cavalry swept towards the great army of Windland like a great wave.

Oragir wondered why the Asterl army, which had repeatedly failed on the Plains of Trestan and finally abandoned the frontal battlefield and turned to the Misty Forest to fight guerrilla warfare, suddenly regained its courage and chose to fight Wendran here.

However, he quickly gave up thinking about it, no matter what the reason was, it was impossible for Aster, who had been crushed by Wendland a month ago, to suddenly have a way to defeat the enemy.

Auragil was confident that he held aloft the mottled hammer that had shattered the skulls of hundreds of Asters, and tonight, he would increase that number even more, confident that his army would once again crush Aster, bringing a perfect victory.

- Until, the arrows covered in flames that fell from the sky fell on their heads. (To be continued.) )