He didn't have the heart to pick up the voice behind him, he felt that the gentle gaze never took off his eyes. There was a lot of pride in his heart, in fact, the person he wanted to protect the most was always her. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword at his waist, and all the knights also drew their long swords in unison, and the war horse under him also felt his mood, raising their heads and neighing.

He raised his sword above his head and shouted, "Knights!" and all the knights shouted in unison: "Charge !!". He flicked the reins of his horse, and the horse understood and rushed forward. All the knights threw up the reins of their horses and galloped with him half a step from him. The wind whistled in their ears, and the black torrent in front of them rushed towards them. The golden tide is finally about to collide with the black torrent, and his blood is boiling!

Yin Jianping and Long Yunxuan imagined together about learning magic in the future, and they spoke more and more energetically, during which Gao Mingling would occasionally express his opinions. Gao Mingling just smiled and watched them discuss most of the time, and after a long time, she realized that Zhu Wuxuan had been sitting quietly, neither speaking nor moving, so she turned her eyes to Zhu Wuxuan curiously.

Zhu Wuxuan was lying flat on the table with one hand, and his chin was propped up with the other hand. The look on his face seemed to be excited, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a smile, but his eyes were resolute. Gao Mingling looked very curious, what was he thinking? Thinking so happily? So Gao Mingling asked out loud, "Wu Xuan, what are you thinking? Thinking so happy?"

Regarding Gao Mingling's question, Zhu Wuxuan didn't seem to hear it at all, and was still in a daze. Gao Mingling frowned, and asked again: "Wuxuan, what are you thinking? Let me ask you!" When she asked, Yin Jianping and Long Yunxuan were also curious, and they turned their heads to look at Zhu Wuxuan together. I saw that Zhu Wuxuan was intoxicated and delirious, the corners of his mouth were raised upward, and he smiled, but his eyes were very firm.

Yin Jianping and Long Yunxuan had never seen Zhu Wuxuan show such an expression, and they were extremely curious for a while. Yin Jianping asked tentatively, "Hey, second junior brother, what are you thinking?" However, Zhu Wuxuan was not moved by Yin Jianping's words at all, and still supported his chin with his hands, and was stupid.

The enemy was getting closer and closer, no more than a hundred paces apart, and he could see the appearance of the enemy in front of the enemy formation, they were much taller and stronger than humans, and they wore pitch-black armor, which was no better than the walking dead before! Before the two armies could clash, countless arrows suddenly shot out from the enemy army like a torrential rain! The arrows covered the sky and the sun, like a locust plague passing through the border.

He hurriedly shouted: "Defend !!" After saying that, he hurriedly raised his shield to his head and chest, and the other knights also hurriedly raised their shields. As soon as the shield was raised, a torrential roar of gold and iron sounded on the shield, and this time the arrows were much more powerful than before, both in terms of density and strength.

Fortunately, he had already strengthened himself with the power of the Holy Light before, otherwise under this round of arrows, there would inevitably be casualties in the already army formation! Rao was like this, and his left hand was also slightly numb by the force of the arrows. The rain of arrows stopped after a while, and he was feeling strange when he suddenly heard a sharp sound of "chirp!chirp!chirp!" in his ears, which was the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

The enemy is really cunning and deliberately leaves a gap in the middle when shooting arrows, so that they think that the enemy has stopped shooting. If the formation of the army is slightly relaxed, it will definitely be left with the second round of sharp arrows, and not only will it be injured, but also the formation will be chaotic. Fortunately, the Knights are well-disciplined and have non-rich combat experience, so they will not be easily deceived by this kind of trick.

Even so, he shouted with some anxiety: "Keep on the defense! Don't let up!!" As soon as he finished speaking, a second round of arrows rained down with the momentum of thunder. The roar on the shield sounded like a torrential rain, and he pressed the shield tightly against his chest, still slightly shaken by the arrows, which seemed to be stronger than the last time.

The horses are also covered with heavy armor, so they will not be injured by arrows. They are also specially trained to lower their heads when they come at them, and use the armor covering their heads to fend off the arrows and avoid being shot in the eye by stray arrows. After the second round of arrows, the enemy army was close at hand, and compared to the previous walking dead, they would not continue to fire arrows regardless of the lives of these regular troops.

The roar of the enemy sounded in the ears, and there seemed to be endless anger and hatred in it. He tightened his grip on the sword and shield in his hand, and it was coming!" There was a muffled "hum", and then a huge inertia almost shook him off his horse. Fortunately, the horse was only stopped for a moment and continued to move forward, but the horse's speed slowed down.

"When!!" there was a loud bang, and the shield came with great force, trying to push him off the horse's back. He followed the force and violently pushed the shield outward, and the power was deflected by him. Then he stabbed forward with the long sword in his right hand, and stabbed the enemy in the throat with a sword on his horse's strength. The man was born with purple fangs, wore pitch-black armor, and was unusually tall.

The man's eyes were round and his expression was incredulous, and the man's hand was still holding the end of the weapon diagonally. He swiped the long sword in his hand and brought a rain of blood. The man let go of his hands weakly, and then shrugged and fell. He protected the head, face, chest and abdomen with a shield in his left hand, and the long sword in his right hand saw the right time to kill the enemy.

Gao Mingling saw Zhu Wuxuan's stupid appearance, and became more and more curious. She smiled in an accentuated tone and asked, "Zhu Wuxuan, what are you thinking? Are you so happy to think about it?" But Zhu Wuxuan still ignored her, and the smile on Zhu Wuxuan's face became more obvious.

Yin Jianping saw that Gao Mingling seemed to be angry, and she didn't start the fire for fun. So Yin Jianping hurriedly poked Zhu Wuxuan's waist with his hand, trying to make him sober up, but he didn't know that Zhu Wuxuan seemed to be unconscious, and there was no reaction. Yin Jianping sighed secretly and thought silently: 'Brother, it's not that I didn't help you!'

Sure enough, Gao Mingling's willow eyebrows were raised, and then he suddenly reached out and slapped it Zhu Wuxuan's hand that he used to support his chin. That hand was only unconsciously used by Zhu Wuxuan to support his head, so he didn't use force. Now he was suddenly hit sideways by an external force, and he was thrown out immediately. Zhu Wuxuan's head suddenly lost its support, and he fell on the table like an object falling.