Yorktown, Grand Duke's Mansion, backyard partial house.

It was dark in the room, and the moonlight streaming through the glass windows of the roof flowed like mercury.

Lying on the bed, Extraordinary looked like he was asleep, as long as he didn't pay attention to the big blood hole in his chest.

I didn't breathe, and my heart beat for a few minutes.

The only three life-saving sealing magic scrolls, "Guardian of Light", were all slapped on Extraordinary by Anthony in the underground temple.

Strangely, the Dark Sword didn't deal piercing damage.

But the heart that surrounded a circle of black qi was revealed in front of Anthony like this, which made people shudder.

The pale face couldn't be angry, but Anthony knew that the extraordinary was definitely in an indescribable state now

Good results, safe and sound. The worst plan is to die directly.

The silver-haired bangs that blocked his eyes were pushed to the side, and he sighed faintly.

"It's so easy to find the right disciple, you have to survive!"

"If the old man knows, I don't know if he will beat me to death!"

Things went so smoothly that I didn't expect to go wrong in the last step to capture the treasure.

Tonight is a catastrophe in the Grand Duke's Mansion, and no one should disturb this remote room, and the servants are probably hiding in the room and shivering.

York Adams in the Dark Temple, with a smile on his lips, obtained the Artifact of Domination in his sleep and slaughtered all sides.

Outside the Grand Duke's Mansion, it was no longer the four Bloody Knights who were fighting on their own.

From the gate and the side gates of the two arrow towers, fifty knights of the "double lance" flocked to the gate.

On the other side of the drawbridge, Brotherhood Arbitrator Dafoman waved his hand, and the same fifty "Blackstone Knights" lined up.

"Earthen Wall Technique"

I saw a high-level earth-based magician in the Brotherhood camp, with a wave of his staff, a section of "bridge"-shaped earthen wall was erected flat on the moat.

The knights of both sides charged separately, and in the small area in front of the gate of the Duke's Palace, the knights of the hundred and tenth fought against each other.

The "Twin Lance" Knights are extremely powerful, and each knight has two guns in both hands, and only uses his legs to control the wildebeest.

Engagement, one shot stabs people, one shot stabs horses.

The collision of the silver waves and the black berm, in less than a minute, the "Blackstone Knights" were knocked open in several places.

"Hurry up, plug the gap, and don't let them charge back and forth!"

Behind the knights of both sides, bursts of tail feather arrows were shot like dark clouds, and the sound of "chirping" was endless.

Fortunately, they were all ordinary arrows, and the arrows hit the knight's plate armor, "clanging".

In addition to the cool mildew, he was directly shot at the war horse, fell to the ground and jumped a few times, and there was no movement.

However, the tail feather arrows that were fired were not to actually kill the opponent's heavily armored knights, but to guard against the mage corps that the knights were following behind.

"Lord Dafoman, the Blackstone Knights are no match for the Knights of the Twin Lancers!"

"Hehe, if you rely on fifty Blackstone Knights to break through the Grand Duke's Mansion, the Grand Duke of York is too worthless!"

"Send another fifty Blackstone Knights, and the Wizard Corps. ”

"Do your bidding, Lord Dafoman!"

The Archduke of York, who was in the study of the Grand Duke's Mansion, listened to the butler's report, grabbed the pipe on the table and stuffed it into Zheng

"The role of the Blackstone Knight is mainly reflected in the anti-demon, against the two-horse spear knight, there is no three or five times the difference in strength, and they can't step through the gate of the Grand Duke's Mansion. ”

"Report" The sudden sound of a report interrupted the conversation between the master and servant in the room.

With permission, the knight outside the door stepped forward with his sword.

"Grand Duke, the Brotherhood has once again added fifty Blackstone Knights, and a team of thirty to fifty magic legions to support the battlefield!"

"Hehe", the Grand Duke of York stood up, walked up to the knight, and tightened the loose knight's cloak.

"Dafoman is going to fight the magic legion, in order to make up for the lack of combat power of the Blackstone Knight!"

"Pass the order, the artillery steam cannons on the arrow tower are aimed at the magician corps of the Brotherhood, there are not many magicians in my Duke's Palace, don't launch it if the battle situation is not dangerous. ”

The knight beat his chest with his right hand and gave the order to go.

The addition of the Brotherhood Magic Corps has indeed caused a lot of trouble to the Knights of the Two Lancers, and it is only trouble.

The lowest combat power level for the "Double Lance" knights is intermediate, and most of the Blackstone knights on the opposite side are composed of freelancers from within the Brotherhood.

One-on-one, or the Blackstone Knight can have a slight upper hand, but the battle between the knights depends on the overall cooperation and the momentum of the team battle.

These two points are precisely what the Brotherhood Blackstone Knights lack.

You must know that in the entire continent, behind a knight is a large amount of dinars to be supplied.

The "Knights of the Two Lancers" were raised by the Archduke of York, and behind the Archduke of York, the taxes of the entire Yorkshire were supported.

Therefore, a hundred Blackstone knights against fifty two-horse lancers are still showing their decline.

The Wizard Corps that joined later was even more of a joke.

One of the mages wearing the mid-tier fire-based badge rubbed a large half-rubbed fireball into the double-lancer, leaving only a circular scorch on the plate armor.

The "Body of Steel" skill, which almost every two-lancer can do, is really hard to beat.

Just as the mid-level magician of the Brotherhood was stunned, a black cannonball let out a screech and rolled down not far from him.

"Boom...."

With a loud bang, the magician held his staff in one hand, leaving a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and fell on his back.

There is skirt mold, and some people are happy.

A Brotherhood Earth Mage, hiding behind the three earthen walls he had pulled up, released waves of "Earth Thorns".

There were knights who didn't have time to dodge, or who didn't release the "Body of Steel" skill, and the people were pushed into the air with wildebeests and dressed in a string.

I have to, the earth magician, is the one with the highest survival rate of the magic legion.

The attack was thwarted, and the Brotherhood Commander came to the arbiter Dafoman with a nervous look on his face, and saluted:

"Lord Dafoman, the Wizard Corps has not played a role, is it asking high-level mages to enter the battlefield?"

Rubbing the ring in his hand, Dafoman shook his head slightly.

"Wait, the high-level sent by the Grand Duke's Mansion is only those four Bloody Knights, if we send high-level combat power now, we won't be able to force the hole cards of the old man of York!"

The Commander bowed and bowed, and Dafoman turned his head to look respectfully at a wizard wrapped in black robes.

Yes, two seventh-order magicians from the Royal Brotherhood.

One of the Magus magnates went on a mission to kidnap the Duke's son, only to be gone, his whereabouts unknown.

This is the only remaining seventh-order backhand, and Dafoman shows absolute respect, anyway, he just accompanies the smiling face, and he won't lose a piece of meat.

Since hearing from the neighboring kingdom of Bitland, the Brotherhood has successfully captured the main city, freed all the slaves in the main city's territory, and hanged the brutal duke.

The radical Dafoman couldn't help it, fame and fortune were just around the corner.

As a young man, Dafoman came from a wealthy family, and his parents spent all their savings to earn him a knighthood in his native territory.

It turned out that he was deceived, and it was just a title, and he didn't enjoy the slightest bit of aristocratic rights.

The young and frivolous Daverman went to the baron's palace to theorize, and as a result, the knight of the baron broke his leg and threw it out.

A story of revenge by a waste counterattack, at the end of the story, Dafoman kills everyone in the baron's family, including the slaves.

Later, he moved to Yorkshire and joined the Brotherhood.

In the Brotherhood, Dafoman, who was bullied by the aristocracy, won everyone's sympathy.

In addition, Dafoman is good at management and has a bright surface, and slowly sat in the position of an arbitrator of the Yorktown Brotherhood.

Only under the president and vice president, this obviously does not satisfy him.

News from the kingdom of Bitland, combined with the help of two magicians from the royal capital, led to a rebellion. The vice president was killed, the chairman and some high-ranking people were arrested, and the rest of the disobedient people were killed and fled.

The two magicians from the royal capital had a purpose, and they needed an item in the basement of the Grand Duke's Mansion.

Fortunately, they made two preparations, kidnapping the duke's young son and forcing the duke to agree to the conditions.

Or start a riot and storm the Duke's palace and they will find it themselves.

If the kidnapping fails, the only thing left is to snatch by force.

The battle continued, and the sound of "crackling" burning on the huge fires on both sides of the moat was muffled by the sound of knights on both sides.

A beginner-intermediate mage with a cast range far beyond the range of the cannon's steam cannon.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the Brotherhood's magic legion had been reduced by half.

"Rub Rub"

The rushing Brotherhood Commander confronts Dafoman again.

"My lord, the Wizard Corps has withdrawn, can the reserve Blackstone Cavalry Regiment press up?"

Dafoman, who was staring at the battlefield, pondered for a moment and asked:

"Except for the members of the Brotherhood in the inner city, the combat power outside the Duke's Palace is all pressed up!

"My lord, are you going to let the spearmen and archers cross the river?"

"Yes," Dafoman replied in a deep voice without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

The young commander gave Dafoman a heavy look and took the order.

But his heart cannot be calm.

These are just ordinary people in the Brotherhood, and most of them are junior combat power levels with no skills, which is commonly known as cannon fodder.

But Dafoman is not stupid, even if he is cannon fodder, he has the value of use, right?

He turned around and exchanged a few words with the black-robed wizard behind him, his flattering expression showing satisfaction.

Then, Dafoman came to the two people who were also dressed in black robes and hoods.

"Two elders, the altar of order is separated from the two adults by a wall, can't you still make the two of you tempted?"

One of the black-robed men raised his head, revealing his gray-bearded chin, and said in an urn:

"Dafoman, if you deceive us, your fate will definitely be a hundred times worse than the two arrow towers!"

Looking at the two arrow towers of jet shells and steam shells, Daverman grinned: "Of course!"

In response, the two black-robed men glanced at each other and disappeared from Dafoman's eyes.

"The two high-level insurance masters are really simple!"

In fact, Dafoman only used the "Altar of Order" as a bait, and when he learned that all the presidents of the main city of the Insurers Association had been summoned to the royal capital, and the remaining three vice presidents were at odds with each other, the "bait" conspiracy came into being.