Such a throbbing comes from the instinctive reverence for life, and the thirteen black-armored knights just stood there, making the temperature of the entire plot world seem to drop a little.

There is no hierarchical judgment, no matter what information is used, all they can get is the "long-legged Edward's personal guard knight" that they themselves show!

"Long-legged Edward" is Edward I. He is a rare wise monarch in the history of England, after the "Model Parliament" and a series of legislation, he took the lead in taking a solid step on the road of British constitutional government, he spread the parliamentary system and the spirit of the rule of law to the world, and is undoubtedly one of the important emperors who influenced the world.

However, Edward I did not have a good reputation in the history of the United Kingdom. His extremely iron-fisted political and military prowess made him more "brutal" than the famous Richard the Lionheart, and in addition to the special title of "Edward the Cruel", his iron-blooded means of conquest can also be seen in the "Hammer of Scotland".

These "personal guards" were the soldiers he brought with him when he took the initiative to participate in the Eighth Crusade of King Louis IX of France. Each of them is a war machine that has come out of the sea of corpses and blood, and has carved war into their lives, and even their war horses, they must be fed blood food every day to survive.

They were made for war. Each member of the guard is the strongest weapon in the hands of "Edward Longleg", and when his soldiers are pointed, they are also the most solid force to carry out his iron will.

Unlike other people's weapons, the spears in the hands of the guards are their most cherished companions, and they are carefully scrubbed and maintained after every battle. However, the blood of years of fighting penetrated into every fine texture of the spear's body, and countless soul fragments that died tragically under this weapon wailed in pain, and the contradiction between the two tightly wrapped the rich murderous aura around the iron spear itself, and even the sunlight in the sky seemed to be afraid of it, and not even a trace of excess light would be reflected, making the entire spear body appear gray and dull.

These personal guards, who only obeyed the orders of "Edward Long-legged", were actually led by Edward III at this time, and the inside story of this was likely to involve the rules of a ruler's core, that is, no one could snoop more.

"No matter how strong it is, it's only thirteen people...... "A pioneer was probably taken by the momentum of the black-armored knight, and when he came back to his senses, he felt a little embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he muttered in a low voice.

It's a pity that everyone's eyes were attracted by these thirteen people, let alone responding to him, and there was no one who even looked at him more. On the battlefield, despising the opponent, even if it is an immediate death, is not too much of an ending.

"What do they want to do?"

Another warrior-type pioneer was stunned. With the British army already in formation, the black-armored knight led by him actually raised the spear in his hand with one hand, and gently tugged at the reins in his hand with the other hand, while the war horse under the mount took a step and began to accelerate slowly but firmly.

The thirteen knights actually took on a goose shape and launched a counter-charge against the British army with clear flag armor!

"Look for death! Shoot the arrows! A Title Pioneer in the Forbidden Area snorted coldly, and at the same time, with a fierce wave of his right hand, hundreds of soldiers hidden in the British army poured out a large number of arrows at the same time, forming a black light like a flying locust and rushing towards the thirteen knights.

Without any protective skills, the rain of arrows shot directly around the thirteen knights. The knights didn't even make a single superfluous move, allowing the arrows to shoot at them and every corner of their horses, and then they were ejected by the force of the impact.

The iron arrow hit the black armor, and there was not even a single hole!

A rain of arrows passed, and the black-armored knight was still a black-armored knight, not only was there no damage at all, but the speed of the original trotting gradually increased, and the sound of wind and thunder gradually came from the legs of the galloping horses.

The two mage-type pioneers were equally pale.

Just now, when the Pioneer of the name shot a rain of arrows, they also released the skills that they had been working together for a long time - one released the mire technique on the ground in front of the black-armored knight, transforming it into a large area of mud, and the other extracted the water element and fire element in the air at the same time, forming a ring of ice and fire that was compatible with water and fire, and tied it at the feet of the war horse.

"They are not stepping on the ground of reality!" The mage of the mire looked helpless. The horses seemed to have stepped on the ground with every foot, but there was not even a single hoof print on the softened swamp, and this conclusion that he could not approve of but could not refute became the only conclusion that seemed feasible to him at this time.

As for the other mage, he didn't need to speak, others could easily see that the rings of ice and fire he had set up were all ruthlessly trampled by the iron hooves, and the energy of the water and fire systems in it quickly entwined up, but it was like mud sticking to the iron tools, not only did it not hurt in the slightest, but it disappeared completely around them with just a slight touch.

"These cavalry have their own demon-destroying effects!"

Fiona doesn't even look at these people, her lovable character John is the target she can communicate with. Although John's handsome face was still swollen at this time, he still reluctantly gave his judgment from his drooling mouth when Fiona looked at him inquiringly.

"Unstoppable!"

John came to a final conclusion and disappeared into Fiona's ranks. The situation in front of him also confirmed his statement, and the thirteen horsemen inserted directly into the army led by a viscount on the left flank of the British army in their original formation, and completed the effect of piercing in a short time.

The crowd tactics didn't have any effect, and the Iron Rider brutally crushed them!

Thirteen riders gradually stopped the war horse under their crotch not far away, and slowly turned around. Everyone cleaned the blood stains on the tip of the spear with a snow-white silk handkerchief, and the blood came from different classes - there were ordinary soldiers, elite officers, and even nobles at the level of drama characters, but for the black knights, there was no difference, and these plot characters were not worth really targeting, what they did was simply rush into battle.

Nothing more!

In other words, these people in front of him are probably no different in the eyes of the black-armored knight - garbage!

When the black-armored knight threw the bloodied handkerchief to the ground, the knight at the head raised his spear again. Unlike the first numbness, this time the British flank that had just been chiseled began to stir, and before the commander of the army could think of what to do, the black-armored knights completed the second chiseling without any delay!

Watching these perverts calmly pull out the snow-white silk scarves from the gaps in their armor again, the British army on the flank finally fell into a complete collapse.

PS: It's been too fast lately, so it's not good. Also, some kind of encouragement, brothers, let me rush into the top 1000, uh!