"Captain, your weapon!" the knight, who had noticed that something was wrong, raised Jock's tomahawk and threw it down, and then he rang the alarm bell on the platform, and the soldiers guarding the vicinity would rush to the rescue as fast as they could if they heard this sound.

Jock picked up the tomahawk from the ground and staggered in the direction of the crowd, the blade of the tomahawk dragging on the ground, grinding into blinding sparks.

He roared and slashed his huge battle axe at the back of the neck of Prince Edward, the Black Prince, but a dark shadow suddenly flashed out of the crowd and collided with him with a whining wind.

The collision of the tomahawk and the warhammer was only a brief moment, and the next moment, Chock and the tomahawk in his hand were swept away by this irresistible force. A piercing sound of concussion came from the blade of the battle axe, and Edward, the Black Prince, walked steadily forward, and behind him, the warrior who was much more burly than Jock smiled, revealing his white fangs.

"Really nice guy, a little bit of strength. Billy easily swiped the hammer in his hand and said with a smile. His left arm had regrown, and his spirit had returned to its original peak, and now even Thornville could hardly be his opponent without turning on the wolf.

"If you like, I'll leave that guy to you, don't make it too bad, it looks disgusting when you splash on you. ”

"Yes, my lord. With that, Billy picked up his hammer and walked towards the fortifications, and with a blow he smashed Chock directly near the fortifications, but it didn't seem to be able to take the human life with a single blow.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Edward the Black Prince put his right hand on top of the "artist's" head, and the "artist" knelt on the ground without the slightest intention of resisting.

"You ...... What the hell is a monster?" the trembling "artist" muttered with his back to the Black Prince Edward.

Edward, the Black Prince, originally thought that this guy would beg him to spare his life, but he didn't expect him to ask this question: "This was originally a secret, but Yu is kind enough to tell you, we, it is a loving God." ”

"Yes, it turns out that gods also lie......" Before the cook could finish his words, his head had been twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, his devoid eyes stared at the sky vacantly, and the corners of his mouth slowly flowed blood.

"Because it's the Grim Reaper. Edward, the Black Prince, let go of his hand and let his chubby body fall to the ground, he slowly turned around, and then walked towards the fortifications with his men covered in blood.

On the other side of the fortifications, Billy smiled and swung the hammer in his hand, each hammer within the limits of what Jock could withstand. He plays with the food in his hand like a cat, giving the other party a chance to resist, but he will not let the other party really live.

Billy swung another hammer, this time knocking Jock directly onto the platform on the fortifications.

The warriors, who had heard the alarm, had already gathered under the fortifications, and before they could get to the platform, they saw their captain smash into the platform like a broken sack. Even though he was almost unconscious, Jock's right hand was still clutching the tomahawk, but the blade of the weapon had been shattered to the point of being almost at the limit of its lifespan.

"Captain!"

"Master Jock!"

The warriors didn't know what was going on, and they couldn't help but exclaim when they saw Jock become like this, and they rushed to the rescue, but they didn't notice that the corners of Jock's mouth opened and closed slightly, as if he was saying something.

He wanted the men to run quickly, but it was too late.

A loud explosion suddenly appeared on the ground, and a large piece of the fortification made of metal and earth and stone suddenly collapsed! The shattered and collapsed fortifications were like stones thrown by a catapult, crushing everything in its path and then burying it.

Dozens of fighters didn't even know what was happening, and the flame of life had already burned to the end.

The loud noises did not stop, but appeared one after another. Each loud bang sent a shudder to the fortifications, and the wall of life that separated the east and west sides of Versailles collapsed with a loud bang.

The heavy smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and Edward, the Black Prince, stepped on the rocks all over the ground and entered the central square, and he tore the clothes of the Versailles civilians on his body casually, revealing the dark armor underneath: "Sure enough, Versailles is the most beautiful without cover, and those vulgar mortals only bring harm to the city." ”

Behind him, more than 3,000 vampires stood on top of the heaped ruins, and in the ruins beneath their feet, the blood of the guards who had turned into corpses flowed quietly, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger to irritate these undead demons.

"Attack, take everything in the city!" Edward, the Black Prince, pulled out the invincible will handed over by Pinky, and then smiled grimly.

More than 3,000 vampires howled excitedly, and then under his orders, they rushed towards the knights who were coming in the distance. In the deep darkness of the night, the smell of blood in the air gradually became stronger.

Edward, the Black Prince, carried his sword upside down and danced an elegant waltz in the center of the square, smiling and immersing himself in his own dance, as if cut off from everything around him.

Near the warehouses near the square, Christian hid himself in the shadows, looked at the dancing madman with fear, and then fled silently to the other side of the city. Where exactly are you going to flee? Christian didn't know, but the farther away from the madman the better.

He glanced back in the direction where Joan of Arc might have been, and there was a look of regret in his blood-red eyes......

Joan of Arc didn't know that the defenses she had relied on had been destroyed, and she was now crouching on the top of the city, deeply remorseful for Jill's discovery.

"Why? Why? Why didn't I find out about the conspiracy of those guys sooner? If I had found out sooner, the people of France...... You don't have to die......" Joan of Arc said bitterly as she held her head in her hands, her body curled up in a ball, shivering in the darkness.

"Your Excellency, it's not your fault!" Cain yelled at Joan of Arc as he shielded him from the arrows that pierced them, he tried to drag Joan of Arc to safety with his hands, but the girl's strength was greater than he could have imagined, "My lord, this is a battlefield, we don't have a bad time!"

"I know, I know, but I just can't help it......" Joan of Arc raised her head, her originally beautiful face was already soaked with tears, "More than a thousand innocent people, more than a thousand innocent Versailles died because of my order, I am really sorry for them......"

Caine looked anxiously at the crying girl in front of her, not knowing what to do.

No one could have imagined that the British army would have such a cruel method, they dressed 3,000 innocent civilians in military uniforms, and let them walk at the forefront of the battlefield to face their own army. Had it not been for Gil's inadvertent discovery, the 3,000 civilians would have been killed by their own swords, and the knights who killed them would have cheered for their actions.

It's despicable.

Although Jill found out, by the time he stopped his men's charge, less than half of the original 3,000 civilians were still alive. The blood gushing from the mangled bodies of those who had been killed poured out of the land they once loved was gradually solidified in the cold night......

"Damn bastards!" Cain cursed through gritted teeth as he looked in the direction of the British army outside the city.

On the battlefield, Jill, who had already assembled his team, exuded a gloomy cold feeling, staring at the direction of the British army, and the hilt of his sword in his hand creaked.

Behind him, more than 4,000 knights sat silently on their horses, and not a single one made a sound.

"I know your hearts are uncomfortable, and so am I, but that doesn't justify our weakness......" Jill said coldly, not loud, but everyone could sense the anger in his words, "Remorse? ”

"If you feel that you can't bear it, go back to the city now, it's the last weakness I can allow, and if you feel you can bear it, then take up your own weapons, and vent all your emotions of remorse, unwillingness, and so on, with the blood of the enemy!" Jill raised his sword and roared, "Now I'll count three, and those who are not prepared should evacuate quickly, one!"

No one acted.

"Two!"

Still no one acted.

"Three!"

The silent knights suddenly raised their weapons in unison, and the breath of the forest passed through them, and the cold evening breeze blew past them, and the sound sounded like the wail of a terrible ghost in hell.

"Very well, this is your own choice, then forget everything that just happened, put all your energy into your weapons, and give me the whole heart to kill!" said Jill with her legs clamped between her horse's belly, "Self-Defense Knights, charge!"

"Charge ......" More than 4,000 knights roared and rushed towards the enemy group under his leadership, each of them manic like vengeful beasts. They have inadvertently committed unbearable sins, and the only solution is to wash them away with new ones!

There were no more rockets left in the city to light them, but the enemy army had no more hostages to make them feel guilty. In the darkness of the night, every shadow that remains is a real enemy, visible and unclear...... It doesn't matter anymore.

Warm blood spilled in the cold night, and everyone on the battlefield turned into roaring beasts, severing off the heads of their enemies with all their might, or being picked off their horses by their axes and spears.

Jill roared and weaved through the dense enemy formation, his armor dripping with the blood of countless people, and he was like a drill, burrowing through the middle of the axe and spear camp, trying in vain to break through the torrent. Just go further, further on the enemy longbowmen, and there is the end of the killing.