After listening to Makalu's words, Jiang Feng nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, there was a hissing in the air, and the griffin knight, hovering in the air, completed the final round of bombing, and began to draw his rifle and charge at the rebel position. With the intervention of the Church, the scales of victory began to tilt completely in favor of the kingdom's reinforcements.

Especially the Knights Templar, Jiang Feng finally saw what kind of powerful power the Church in this world held in its hands this time.

The sound of horses' hooves was enormous, and five hundred heavily armored knights, like tanks armed to the teeth, charged in the direction that Reinhardt's rifles were pointing. There was little to stop their horses' hooves, neither ogres nor halberd-wielding soldiers, and when they were run over by the torrent of steel, all that was left was a bloody corpse.

More and more town militias stormed the stone walls.

In the face of such might, the sudden force of the two-headed cannibal mage also seemed pale and weak, but it was just a dying struggle.

The battle was soon over.

A large number of horrified rebels were captured, including not only human soldiers, but also fat ogres. Derak ordered the craftsmen who accompanied the army to create special shackles and chains for these ogres.

The soldiers planted the flag of the kingdom on the highest part of the hill, and the faces of all were filled with the joy of victory. Frank detached a part of the light cavalry and pursued the retreating William and his men with Reinhardt, while on the other side commanded the soldiers to quickly rest and prepare to join His Majesty under the walls of Sardiniburg.

Passing through the crumbling stone walls and looking at the ogre captives who were pressed by spears as they walked past him, Makalu's eyes flashed with disdain.

"It's just a bunch of inferior trolls."

"There are also these creatures on the Wizard Continent?" Jiang Feng wanted to ask this question before, but he forgot it because of some confusion.

"Of course," Makaru nodded, "even an apprentice-level wizard can slay a full-grown ogre on his own. Aside from the two-headed ogre, these ugly creatures weren't much smarter than they were fatter. ”

As he was talking, the sound of horses' hooves galloping was heard not far away.

Amid cheers, the silver-armored knights returned to their barracks.

There were still blood stains standing on the armor, Reinhardt hung the riding spear carrying the banner on his horse, turned over and dismounted, walked to Jiang Feng and made a solemn knightly salute, and spoke.

"Thank you for your help, and the Holy Mountain will remember all that you have done for us."

"Don't be modest, the glory of victory belongs to you." Jiang Feng smiled faintly.

Reinhardt shook his head and looked at Jiang Feng and said solemnly.

"Without your help, we would not have been able to break through the walls of the rebels."

Reinhardt was not false, as the Kingdom's reinforcements had launched at least three rounds of attacks against the rebels stationed there, and although each time they succeeded in destroying the stone walls, none of them succeeded in breaking through the defensive lines.

If it weren't for those white powders, they would never have won so easily, that after storming the rebels' lines, there was little resistance to meet with respectable resistance other than those ogres who had gone mad because of the two-headed ogre.

Jiang Feng didn't say anything to Reinhardt anymore, he didn't care much about how the history of the indigenous civilization evaluated him. Turning back to find Liszt, Jiang Feng asked him to get an ogre captive to send to him, and then went to the tent that Liszt had prepared for him.

Jiang Feng was very interested in the ogre's body structure and DNA morphology, and some deeper data could not be collected through brain scanning, and some special experimental methods needed to be added.

For example, anatomy.

Although the process was a little bloody, he didn't have much pity in his heart for this kind of creature whose existence itself was full of sins, and with the help of Makalu, he quickly completed the data collection.

The screams coming from the tent made the faces of the guards on duty at the gate pale, and the passing soldiers took a detour to avoid it as they passed by.

Maybe after today, there will be some rumors about the wizard in the barracks, but of course Jiang Feng will not take these little things to heart. Through the dissection of the ogre, he has collected valuable genetic data.

For example, regarding the ogre's strong resilience and talent in strength, Jiang Feng intercepted the relevant DNA fragments. Of course, he wouldn't use these DNA fragments himself, but it was okay to save them for later and use them for his own subordinates.

Of course, before that, he will find someone to do clinical trials to make sure that there are no side effects of these genes.

Stayed in the mountains for about a day.

With the last thorn in the way of blocking reinforcements being removed, it also means that the rebels' plan to block the kingdom's reinforcements has collapsed on all fronts.

The siege of nearly half a year was finally broken in one day, and looking in the direction of the rebels' withdrawal, there was a cheer of victory in Sardiniburg. Many soldiers sat on the ground in collapse, and many of them had not slept for two days and two nights.

It was only the day before yesterday that they experienced an almost frantic counterattack, and at one point even caused the rebels to storm the outer walls of the castle.

Thankfully, it's all over.

When the reinforcements arrived under the castle, the king, whom he had never met, greeted him in person, bowed to Jiang Feng excitedly, and expressed his gratitude.

No nobleman could be worthy of such a gift, not even the Pope himself, but a wizard was fully worthy, especially one who could slaughter thousands of armies with a simple wave of his hand.

Flynn had heard from his men that a "white fog of death" had enveloped the rebels' positions, and the rebels on the stone walls fell one after another before even the soldiers armed with fire-breathing iron rods could make a move.

The reinforcements who attacked the line met with little respectable resistance, and a large number of rebels were captured by them, and the battle ended so hastily.

Flynn certainly doesn't think it's the power of the church.

If the Church had this energy, they would have conquered the world long ago, and they would not have stayed in the holy city of Romania honestly. Historically, the conflict between the church and the feudal lords has never ceased, but because of the common enemy, they have temporarily stood on the same side.

Compared to the Knights Templar, who could leave at any time, it is clear that the wizards of their country are more worthy of please.

……

At the invitation of the king, Jiang Feng temporarily lived in Sardiniburg.

He'll be here these days until it's confirmed that Cilita is out of danger. But now it seems that there is no longer a need for this.

The nanobot's treatment of Mandela's snake venom has begun to bear fruit, and Cilita's injuries have begun to recover, although she is still wrapped in bandages around her lower abdomen, but she is no longer bleeding. The strength of the hero's bloodline is not unreasonable, and in less than two days, she has already woken up from her coma.

Outside the window, the night was dark, and the oil lamp was swaying with a trance light.

After changing Cilita's bandages, the maid simply wiped her body before leaving the room with a wooden basin.

Walking into the house, Jiang Feng looked at Cilita lying on the bed, briefly scanned her physical condition with his brain, and asked casually.

"Are you feeling better?"

"It's already a lot better......" Looking at Jiang Feng who was standing beside the bed, Cilita smiled weakly, "Also, thank you." ”

From the maid, she had already heard about Jiang Feng helping her lift the curse of the Slaughtering Sword.

"You're welcome, no matter how you say it, you owe me a bet, it's impossible for you to die like this." Jiang Feng shrugged his shoulders and made a joke with her before leaving.

The two made a bet that militiamen armed with iron rods would defeat at least five times as many enemy troops on the battlefield.

No matter how you look at it now, he has exceeded his task.

And as a bargaining chip for the victor, Cilita must promise him one thing.

In fact, to be honest, Jiang Feng really didn't think about what to let this little girl do, he just said it casually at the beginning, and he was about to forget about this stubble.

Someone seems to be wrong, though.

Looking at the direction of the door shut, Cilita's cheeks were crimson, and her hands clutched the futon to cover the tip of her nose.

The female knight, who has always been heroic, rarely looks like a little girl this time, blushing and unable to speak......