Around noon, the Knights Templar led by Carvalro appeared outside the town of Black Rock, and rows of Templars in pale gold armor bathed in sunlight like an army of angels descending, giving people a kind of pressure.

A blonde priest drove up to Carvalro's side and smiled, "Looking at the layout of this town, I'm afraid they have been preparing for at least a week, specifically for you Templars, this place itself is in a dense woodland, which is not conducive to horse team sprinting, and the ground is littered with some slag, and maybe a lot of traps have been set, the invincible charge of the Templars is completely useless, are you confident of winning?"

Cavallo said lightly: "Ryan, the question of this battle is not whether you will win or lose, but whether you can achieve all your goals without dying a single Templar?"

Ryan nodded and said, "This is the first show in fifty years for the Church of the Holy Blade, and the people above want us to win beautifully, and they want us to play a crushing scene on the same scale."

Because it is related to the image of our diplomacy, and a tough attitude requires strong strength as a background, and several cardinals in the Holy City have their eyes set on it! And this is a good opportunity for us, and it is about the life of the saints, and we must be cautious.

Maybe we can guarantee that the Templars will not die, and we can decide the outcome of a war, but we can't decide the scene of the war, and you must have created the crushing scene.

Carvalro, we need to work together, you know what I mean, the field clerk with the regiment will record your wonderful performances!"

A cruel smile appeared on Cavallo's face and he said, "It's enough to have your words, remember, no knight can die!"

Thousands of meters away, Ryan's eyes locked on a figure in front of a group of silver knights, with the assistance of divine magic, he could see the scenery a thousand kilometers away clearly, that person was in perfect shape, his face was handsome, and his face did not show any fear and panic expression at all, that calmness really didn't look like pretending.

Maybe it's tacit understanding, maybe it's perceptual acuity, just after Ryan focused his gaze on a breath, the man saw at a glance, the eyes of the two met in the air, and then, Ryan saw a mysterious smile.

He saw himself!

Ryan narrowed his eyes and said without squinting: "To be honest, I have some pressure, it is said that the person opposite is the Crystal Badge apprentice of the Arcane Ring, and at the first Magic Creativity Competition, he showed a real skill!"

"Oh, what technology?" asked Carvallo subconsciously.

Cavallo really didn't pay attention to the specific situation of this opponent, only knew that he was a character on the list of evil heretics, and the ranking was relatively low, so Carvalo didn't carefully distinguish it.

"He transformed a divine pattern in the creative competition, blending the divine pattern and the magic pattern to create a magic pattern with a power equivalent to the 'Holy Spirit Fire', which caused several holy sons and holy women to think, and the result was really a phenomenon of degeneration of faith.

In such a situation in full view, when this kind of thing happened, the cardinal Otto, who led the team, was shocked and angry, and tried to kill him on the spot, but was stopped by His Majesty the Emperor of the Millennium Empire, so he left the scene angrily.

Upon his return, Alto's strong push to put the young student on the list of heretics, which was equivalent to banning the young man in the diocese. ”

After hearing this story, Cavallo laughed, "I see! I don't know what kind of existence the main god Croze is, the church hasn't heard his voice for nearly a hundred years, I only know what kind of people are the saints who represent him!"

Greed, laziness, stupidity, incompetence, and overflowing desires, but they hold very important positions, which is why there are so many loopholes in the teachings! I am really ashamed of this group of people who have been disgraced by a little magic pattern and tried to kill themselves in the competition!"

I have to say that this is a great irony, the closer to the theocratic core, the weaker the faith, the more suffering believers at the bottom, the faith is firm.

Ryan smiled: "Carvalro, let's talk less about this! It doesn't make sense, I think you should think about today's opponent first! The Arcane Ring is our old opponent, and the students who came out of that institution deserve our attention, and I just glanced at him, and he gave me a very sure feeling, I believe that this kind of determination is not a gesture of self-deception." ”

Carvalro nodded, closed his armor with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Get ready to fight!"

Carvallo made a gesture, and the Knights Templar, who were as steady as a mountain, suddenly moved, dismounted their horses, and discharged a cone-shaped charging array at great speed, while the Priests cast their magic behind the array.

For a moment, a pale golden curtain rose in the lush mountain forest, which was so dazzling that the noon sun lost its brilliance, and then, the curtain slowly settled down and fell on the Templars, and the pale golden armor was dyed with a layer of brilliant light, and between the halos, solemn and sacred runes faintly appeared, which was the classic god pattern of Kreuz.

If it is the ability to have the ability of the Eye of Scouting, at first glance, it is some head-numbing magical blessings, and these blessings, combined with the armor of the Templars, can increase the average strength of the entire knighthood by two or three levels, which is the terrifying thing about the Holy Cult.

At the moment when the priest opened the blessing, the Silver Knights immediately reacted accordingly, and the branches and canvases were quickly removed, revealing huge bed crossbows, arranged neatly, and thick enchanted crossbow arrows had already been installed.

Without any hesitation, Gosta raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

With a fierce sound, the enchanted crossbow bolts tore through the air, drawing graceful arcs in the air and whistling away.

The use of heavy bed crossbows instead of magic cannons was designed for the Templars, and the theocratic world and the wizarding world had been battling each other for many years, so both sides had studied each other thoroughly, and as a result, the Cult's armor magic resistance was far superior to its physical defenses, and as a result, traditional crossbow arrows were more lethal than expensive magic cannons.

Carvallo's face changed, his face was gloomy, and he pronounced a name: "Siege Giant Crossbow!"

In such a secluded mountain town, it is surprising that this kind of war weapon can only appear in a large-scale battle, and there are quite a few of them, which shows that the opponent is also well prepared, and Carvalo suddenly has an ominous premonition in his heart.

With a thunderous roar, the Templars raised their steel shields one after another, and the collective blessings of the priests did not affect the Templars' movements.

Boom Boom!

There was a dense clash of metal, huge crossbow bolts slamming into gaps in the neatly arranged array of Templars, and the aura of magic on the steel shield dimmed after a volley.

After a unlucky Templar blocked an enchanted crossbow with all his might, the other was deflected by his teammates in front of him and thrust diagonally, he barely raised his one-handed axe and slashed the enchanted crossbow, but he was powerless to change its trajectory, the crossbow arrow pierced through the Templar's abdomen, and the effects of "heavy hit" and "burst" erupted, and the manic magical energy completely shattered the internal organs in his stomach.

Maybe the Patriarch of the Church can use a powerful magic to resurrect this unlucky knight perfectly, but Ryan, the priest, has absolutely no such means, so Ryan can only watch him die, very helpless, the promise he just made has lost its effect, and Ryan doesn't even dare to look at the face of the Carvalro assassin.

It was a resounding slap in the face, and it was firmly slapped in the face of Carvalro, who had not taken the city defense of this commercial city into account before the war, but in fact, this city defense army had given him a blow to him.

However, Carvalro did not think that it was the strength of the Silver Knights, they were calculated by the despicable millennial nobles, but there was nothing to say about it, because they themselves were not much better, and with the size of the Templar Order he led, it was enough to crush any city defense.

Carvallo fell into a state of rage, he flew up from his horse, swept away a crossbow arrow with two one-handed swords, and roared: "Charge with me!"

The Templars let out one roar after another, rushing towards the town of Black Rock like a tidal wave, and to their astonishment, they ran wildly with heavy shields in their hands!

Such a scene can only be seen in the Holy Cult Army, because the weight of their steel armor and shield is as high as more than 500 pounds, which is equivalent to the weight of two ordinary adults.

The Templars' invincible charge, a shrunken version, was also quite terrifying.

The Siege Greatbow unleashed arrow after arrow, highlighting its disadvantage in the face of opponents who were moving quickly after being scattered, a single crossbow could only hit a knight at most, and the heavy knight's shield would keep them alive.

At this point, Gosta raised his right hand and made a forward motion.

The warriors drew their longbows, and nearly a hundred enchanted arrows whistled out, a rain of arrows that was so precise that it enveloped most of the Templars.

The Templars did not dodge or dodge, and did not even bother to do the action of the giant shield, and the sharp swords were hit one after another, but they were bounced away by the heavy armor, and the few were inserted into the gaps in the armor, but they were blocked by the brilliance of the divine arts, causing little damage to the knights.

However, Carvallo's evil smile froze on his face, and within a hundred yards of depth in front of the town, a wave of fire rose and spread rapidly......

There's oil on the ground!!!" a thought crossed Cavalro's mind.

Despicable!

Is this something that the aristocracy can do?! It is simply unscrupulous, throwing out the etiquette and glory of the thousand-year-old aristocracy!

A fire flew out of Carvallo's eyes, burning his heart pounding rapidly, and in the midst of his madness, he was searching for Charlie, and he must be the first to rush into the town and let the unruly young head of the house taste his awesomeness!!