At eight o'clock in the morning, Hall came to shoot on Irene's door.

"Miss Irene, Gray...... Lord Paladins struck last night overnight!"

"Attack, where to attack?" Irene was stunned.

"Duke Fernández! he attacked Duke Fernández's camp!"

Irene hurriedly changed her clothes and followed Halls out of the room.

......

The people of the small team in Baicheng have already changed into armor and are waiting. Even Shelley was there, yawning sleepily.

The hall was full of people, and everyone was confused.

Yesterday Gray said "good night" to everyone...... Actually attacked?

"What should we do now, to support them?" asked Mike eagerly.

"It's been afternoon since we ran over. And how many of us are there? does it make a difference between going and not going?" replied Paz reluctantly.

"Are we just going to do nothing and wait here?"

"Wait, just wait here. Count Grugrew said with a solemn expression: "It is really too reckless. ”

"We can't leave Gray alone!" said Irene, firmly.

Before they could get out, a soldier hurried in from outside the door and reported, "The Knights of the Silver Moon have won!"

Another bombshell.

"Win?" everyone present looked surprised, and couldn't believe their ears.

Only Shelley's eyes widened and he was unusually excited.

"Yes, Lord Paladins have retreated. Duke Fernández's troops, although they suffered few casualties, the entire camp was ...... Burned out. Almost all the supplies were burned. The Knights of the Silver Moon were not harmed. The soldiers who reported were hesitant when they spoke, feeling that even he did not believe the content of his report.

No one who listened could believe it.

"How did he do that?" Hales looked at the sand table in the middle of the hall.

No one could answer him that question.

Count Gruglu was stunned.

"Anyway, it's good to win. We'll ask him when he comes back. Irene breathed a sigh of relief.

Gray coming back?

Do you have any misconceptions about lichs?

Well, you don't even know it's a lich.

Another half hour later, another battle report came.

"The Knights of the Silver Moon have entered the camp of Benedict II, ten kilometers away from Duke Fernandez!"

The expressions of the small gang in Baicheng who had finally slowed down froze again, and they didn't know what adjectives to use to describe the news they heard. Only Shelley was still clapping his hands excitedly.

Of course, they quickly stiffened and got used to it. Because the news keeps coming.

"Seven-fifty-fifty! The Knights of the Silver Moon have withdrawn from the Benedict II camp!"

......

"Eight-ten!" The Knights of the Silver Moon have set fire to Camp Benedict for the second time!"

......

"Eighty-thirty o'clock! Knights of the Silver Moon withdraw!"

......

"Eighty-fifty o'clock! The Knights of the Silver Moon have entered Camp Benedict for the third time!"

......

"Nine-fifteen! Knights of the Silver Moon withdraw!"

......

"Nine-forty o'clock! The Knights of the Silver Moon have entered again, this time in the camp of Duke Fernandez!

"Run back to Duke Fernandez's camp again......"

The distance of 50 kilometers meant that any battle report they got actually happened two hours ago.

All the people present were speechless with shock.

In the distance, they saw Jones and Dora staggering past in armor outside the open door.

Irene hurriedly asked, "Your father attacked overnight last night, do you know?"

"Yes. Jones stretched and said, "I just got back from him, and I'm exhausted." ”

"What about him?"

"They're going to go on, I'll come back and get some rest. ”

With a wave of their hand, Jones and Dora walked away, as if they had gone out for a run and came back.

It was only then that the people in the hall noticed the mottled blood stains on the two of them.

"Even children ......"

Silence, as if there was no end to silence. Everyone froze, completely unsure of what to say. Things are going beyond their realization. Or rather, it's beyond their knowledge.

Halls pinched his face hard, suspecting that he was dreaming.

It's not just people, it's horses, aren't they tired?

Almost all military common sense is violated in one breath, but Gray just won, and is ready to win all the time, what can you do?

This is simply an insult to all military teaching materials on the mainland!

......

The battle went on, and it went on, and the battle reports came after another, and Gray and the Knights of the Silver Moon fought non-stop, wandering between the camps of Duke Fernandez and Benedict II, as fast as the wind.

The insult to the traditional view of tactics continues.

"Nickname, Outside the Horn! Paladin's raid on Duke Fernandez's camp overnight!

"Nickname, Paladin's Dawn Raid on Benedict II's Camp!"

"Nickname, the paladin has returned to Duke Fernandez's camp!

"Nickname, Paladins are back at the camp of Benedict II! Victory! Benedict II has fallen off his horse! Injuries unknown!"

The tabloids in the lion king's capital are excited, there has been no such exciting and rewarding material for a long time!

The whole lion king was overjoyed! Every new newspaper came out, there was an earth-shattering cheer!

Because the news was updated so quickly, the newspaper editor simply did not even write the manuscript, and the newspaper simply wrote the latest news. Of course, there aren't many fools.

In the streets, everyone is talking about it. People always worship the strong, and every now and then there will erupt in cheers of "Long live the paladins".

The author, who locked himself in his room and wrote the novel in the dark, listened to the voices outside and wrote desperately as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"This book must be easy to sell! It must be easy to sell! I'm going to send it! Now all the novels related to paladins are sure to sell well!"

......

The mood of the small team in Baicheng was shocked from the beginning, shocked, shocked, and considered whether to send out to help. Later, it directly became numb! numb! numb! "It is a little wrong that the war report does not say 'great victory'", and "this war has nothing to do with us at all, we are superfluous."

Shelley had already begun to prepare for Gray's triumphant return.

There are many, many more hiccups in between.

For example, Jones, who had only slept for three hours, said that he had finished his rest, and then set off with Dora under the stunned gaze of the crowd.

For example, Karl personally ran back to transport equipment, because the sword was blunted and the armor was broken, and he needed to replenish it. I also brought a big bucket of olive oil and a few fish by the way, and I don't know what to use it for.

"I've never heard of armor needing to be replaced...... The armor is all broken, can the people inside be okay? can they continue to fight after replenishing the armor?" Halls's face was hot, and he felt that the military textbooks he had read for so many years were all fake. Even felt that the battles he had fought were fake: "Oh my God, I actually laughed at him for not knowing how to be a commander?"

Anyway, that's how it went anyway. Gray continued to desperately attack the two barracks, killing them to the ground. A textbook-level case of cavalry raiding tactics was born. Although in reality there is no human reproduction.

In the afternoon, Hall set out, and he decided to reconnoiter the front line himself, because the intelligence was so unbelievable. He wants to see with his own eyes this war, which violates almost all military common sense.

I heard that the two military camps have been harassed by him to the point that there is nothing left except the equipment on the soldiers. Many people were injured, but no one died. This is worse than the death of many people! Because the wounded soldiers who are not fighting are all burdens!

Benedict II was so angry that he scolded Gray for being "shameless!" However, Gray, who had already submitted to his heart, scoffed and was unmoved.

Not only that, but the chivalrous Gray also deliberately gave Benedict II two hours to empty at dusk, and asked the doctors from the surrounding towns to enter the barracks to treat Benedict II's soldiers, and knocked him hard by the way. Of course, it was the doctor who knocked it, and it had nothing to do with Gray. After all, Gray has no desire for money, does he?

In the battle that followed, Gray was also very friendly to avoid the wounded soldiers.

During the two hours of seeing a doctor in the camp of Benedict II, Duke Fernández was miserable, very miserable. Because he was beaten for two hours straight.

I heard that the farmers in the neighborhood had moved out of their chairs and sat on the hill to watch the battle, and they kept clapping their hands.

In the blink of an eye, a whole day passed, and the night passed, and the jaw-dropping battle continued......

At the beginning of the battle, everyone thought that this battle would end soon, after all, Gray was only a hundred members of the Knights, what could he do?

However, at this moment, no one feels that way anymore.

Duke Fernandez and Benedict II, who were deeply affected, even felt that the battle would last forever, as it really did not see any signs of stopping.

This kind of thinking made the soldiers who had been tossed for nearly twenty-four hours extremely devastated.

"Gray is playing well, aren't you happy?" asked Vivien, who was floating next to Catherine.

Catherine replied with a solemn face: "This is just the beginning, his current opponent is actually the Holy See. There are twenty-three human kingdoms on this continent, and even if the kingdom of Isaac is completely controlled, the war has only just begun. ”

"Really?" Vivien said with a grin, "I'm a lot more optimistic, I think he can keep winning." It can overturn the entire Holy See. If he can't flip it, we'll secretly help him!"

Catherine looked at Vivien with displeasure.

In the early hours of the morning, Ireen finally realized that she might not be able to wait for Gray for a while, and decided to take her men to the front line to have a look.

The road from the Lion King's capital to the destination was winding, and the horse that Ireen was riding was not the kind of bone horse that the Silver Moon Knights didn't need to rest, and they walked for four hours along the way. It was at dawn that they arrived at their destination.

And then what did they see?

They saw that in a scorched black land, Duke Fernandez's troops were in a circular formation, all of them with gray faces and dull expressions.

Gray rode around them with the Knights of the Silver Moon, roaring and shouting as if the war had just begun. From time to time, he rushed up and poked twice, and then quickly withdrew.

Duke Fernandez's troops were like meat thrown on a board, to be slaughtered.

"Why didn't they release the arrows?" asked Irene.

"Because all the arrows have been used up. Not only arrows, but they have run out of everything. The water had just come from Gray when he went to attack Benedict. Hall next to him said helplessly: "There are no particularly serious injuries, so the morale will not collapse immediately." It was the same with Benedict II. It's crazy...... How did he train all his soldiers to be like this? Not to mention the boys in the city, I want to join the Knights of the Silver Moon. ”

"You'd better stay with me for now. Looking at the scorched battlefield in front of her, Irene took a deep breath and said, "You are curious, when the war is over, I will ask him for you." ”

"Thank you, Miss Irene. Hall smiled, then sighed heartily again, "It's crazy...... I can't even think of this kind of tactic. ”

Little by little, the war continues.

Gray continued to gallop, Duke Fernández and Benedict II continued to struggle and struggle in pain. Every soldier was drowsy, every soldier wailed in pain, and every soldier had to brace himself and persevere. As soon as they let go, Gray came again.

No matter how unconscionable they may feel about this war, it is the truth anyway. It's useless to deny it.

Shelley had already brought people to set up a tent beside him, ready to watch the battle for a long time, and cheered for his paladin. This made the soldiers on the opposite side even more desperate. They couldn't even move, the defensive formation moved as slowly as a turtle, and once out of the formation's protection, they were so vulnerable to the Silver Moon Knights.

Duke Fernandez, who was already exhausted to the extreme, roared in the midst of the heavy army: "What are you talking about?

"Yes, the Duke of Tangis said that he had done his best to get there, but it would take at least five days before it was possible to arrive. The soldier kneeling in front of him replied.

"Five days...... Do I have to fight like this for five days?" Duke Fernández was so angry that he trembled all over, and suddenly his eyes went black, and he fell down with a "plop".

"Lord Duke, are you alright?"

"Lord Duke!"

Thirty-six hours after the battle began, Gray had a turning point.

Duke of Fernández...... Stroke.

Yes, you read that right, stroke. The coach suffered a stroke.

It turns out that older people should not be too ambitious, should not participate in wars, and even less participate in such wars that are constantly "surprised" day and night. Very prone to stroke.

As a result, Duke Fernandez's army could only ask Gray to allow them to retreat, promising never to engage in the war again.

Gray, who was a true chivalrous man, generously agreed, and then turned his gaze to Benedict II, who was still holding out.