Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe balance on the battlefield has been tilted again since Finn led the knights to break through the obstacles, and in this era, even the most humble and stupid farmer knows that the infantry will never be able to resist the onslaught of the knights, not to mention that the enemy troops who are stuck together not only do not target the knights' spear array at this time, but their physical strength has long been consumed to the limit

Finn was smart not to get too entangled with the enemy knights who were broken through the formation, and separated all the punishment knights and rushed directly to the enemy infantry, and the direction of the arrows was faintly threatening the position of Rolf and the Pope, as for the other remaining enemy knights, he left Aldalian to lead the rest of the men to block

At least...... If the enemy didn't care about catching up, Finn had absolute confidence that he would kill Rolf and the Pope before they caught up, and the long-term tradition made Saru lead all the Knights of Glory in an arc and run directly to their own camp almost without thinking, and the Knights Templar, who had temporarily lost their leader, could only helplessly follow, of course, these brave knights would not admit that deep in their hearts they had planted a deep fear of the Knights of Punishment, they ...... I'm scared of being beaten!

Although far away from the battlefield, Rolf seemed to be able to see the frightened and desperate expressions on the faces of the soldiers as he saw the Knights of Punishment rushing towards his infantry with impunity, and the Emperor spat out thick phlegm in disgust, turned his head and said to the Pope in an undisguised tone of mockery and resentment

"Nathaniel, I don't know what kind of emotions can make you tolerate again and again, tolerate a coward living in the church, and still be in a high position! Twice, this is the second time that your venerable Grand Master has fled, damn it, I am even sad for Finn now, what kind of luck could have made him meet such a 'knight' without a clean heart! ”

With his hands in his sleeves, Nathaniel was as calm as a sculpture, as if the near-reversed tide of battle and the roar in his ears did not exist, and after a long time, he spoke unhurriedly

"Your Majesty, there is nothing in the agreement we have reached that allows you to insult the Grand Master of the Knights Templar of our Church, as the leader of the Empire and the leader of countless peoples, I implore you to pay attention to your appearance and demeanor, yes, Aioris has fled, so how about it? In the face of his stupid death, I would rather all my warriors be able to live smartly, and only the living have a chance to change everything, right? ”

Rolf's face was coughed a few times by the Pope's words, and he opened his mouth to continue to say something, at this moment, Saru, who had just returned to his formation, left the Knights of Glory to reorganize in front of the array to be on guard, and he rode over with a strong smell of blood regardless of rest, just in time to hear the last words of Pope Nathaniel, the Grand Master of the Knights of Glory instantly broke away with anger

In his excitement, he even forgot to withdraw the blood-dripping sword in his hand, an action that made several Templars around the Pope feel like they were facing a great enemy, and they almost drew their weapons impulsively, only to see Saru approaching Nathaniel without caring and roaring

"Clever? Damn bastard, his cleverness cost us at least two hundred more knights, his cleverness to defeat our already winnable war again, his cleverness to watch his teacher get killed by Finn's butcher and flee without hesitation? I swear that if one day I can become the president of the Continental Knight Guild, the first thing I will do after taking office is to deprive this knightly identity of the idiot who has gone around desecrating the honor of knights!! ”

Ilya, who was following the Pope, wiped the foaming star on her face in disgust, and took a step forward to scold with a worried brow

"Pay attention to your identity, Grand Master Saru, you are not a member of the Church who has no right to dictate the affairs of the Church, and ...... Captain Saru, the church has killed at least one old leader in battle, and you? From the beginning of the battle, where were you when Finn led the Knights of Punishment in the massacre of the Pope's worshippers? ”

"Bang dang!"

Taking off his helmet and slamming it on the ground, Saru's eyes were blood-red and he glared at Cardinal Ilya, who was mocking, and his arms couldn't help but tremble, if he hadn't tried his best to control it, I'm afraid he would have stabbed him with a sword

"You're a bastard, I can see that the only bastard in the church is the bastard who escaped from the Pope......"

Under the anger, Saru's words made the Pope's expression change greatly, and several Templars who were guarding him directly drew their long swords and pointed at Saru diagonally......

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, and in the battlefield, Fein led the Knights of Punishment into a no-man's land, constantly dividing and annihilating his own infantry, Pope Nathaniel took a deep look at Saru, who did not back down, and waved his hand to let the knights around him retreat, and then slowly spoke

"Lord Saru, wanton speculation and slander of a noble person does not show your bravery, we are not enemies, so put away your weapons!"

Rolf, who had regained his composure and was also unwilling to lose his temper in such a situation, also pressed Saru's arm, which was trembling with anger, and turned his head to face his Grand Master and shook his head gently, only then did he look at the Pope again with a gloomy face

"Nathaniel, there is no third time, if there is another battle, if you still want me to fulfill the covenant and agreement, all the knights must all obey the command of Saru, as for Aeolia, as you said he is a member of the church, what you want to do is your business, I will not interfere, but please understand that even if you fail in the end, I will not taste the bitter fruit alone, do you really think that Leo will let you go?"

With his hands clenched into fists, the insulted Ilya lowered his head and his eyes were full of malice and resentment, but he did not speak again, and the Pope took a deep breath and nodded at Rolf

"It is precisely because of this understanding that I can tolerate the unwarranted accusations brought to me by your subordinates, and now as a leader, make your choice, continue to fight or retreat temporarily, I don't think any of us, including you, want the knights under Leo to really kill us, right?"

With a snort, Rolf punched the silent Saru

"Cheer up my friend, it's not the end of the day and we're not a defeat, the men who led you still have the Knights Templar to cover and get our infantry to pull down, I don't believe they still have the strength to pursue after a day of fighting......"

……

"Of course, as you wish, Your Majesty!"

Soon, the remnants of the Knights of Glory and the Templars relined in front of the formation, and at the same time, the sound of desolate trumpets sounded leisurely from the Imperial army, which also shattered the last trace of insistence in the hearts of the soldiers in the fierce battle......

On the desolate and vast plateau, on the muddy land after the rain, the Imperial Army, which had even had the upper hand in a large area before, seemed to have been stripped of its last shred of strength and courage, throwing away its weapons, taking off its heavy armor, throwing away all its burdens, and desperately fleeing backwards, and no one had the determination to fight again under the influence of this atmosphere

Fortunately, the troops on Leo's side, which was also supported by one breath, had long lost the strength to pursue at this moment, except for Finn leading the Punishment Knights to chase and kill to the other party's cordon, pausing and confronting each other

The rest of the soldiers rushed up a few steps at most or cut down the last enemy in front of them, and they didn't care about cheering, regardless of the dirt and cold, most of them sat directly in the stumps, severed arms and blood, and some even lay down directly, and fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds......

However, it didn't take long for these soldiers to struggle to get up again under the shouting and kicking of the officers, and with the wave of the flag, one by one they also dragged their tired bodies and began to slowly retreat with their weapons draped, if you look at this scene, it seems that there is no such thing as a winner in this battle......