If there are a few times in a person's life that they experience despair, then Ka is at the peak of despair at this moment.

"Captain, this is fake, we're dreaming now, aren't we?" asked Cain's devastated guard with a miserable smile, his eyes full of emotion, but there was no hope in his eyes.

"Calm down...... Not to that point, cheer me up, bastard! You and I crawled out of the pile of dead people, how can you be so intimidated?" Cain yelled as he grabbed the guard by the collar. He also wanted to lie to himself, saying that the current situation was nothing more than a nightmare, and that he could wake up drinking in the sun and eating a little freshly grilled steak......

But he couldn't fool himself at all.

The pain coming from his right arm was like some unknown curse, and his spirit became clearer, and the blood that flowed from the wound had soaked his sleeve, and even his right hand holding the sword felt a little slippery. In such a situation, even fainting has become a delusion.

"The last generosity too. Edward, the Black Prince, said, a strange red glow flickering in his pupils, "Hand over Joan of Arc, and Yu can guarantee your lives, otherwise, die!"

As he spoke, Black Prince Edward waved the invincible will in his hand, and the awe-inspiring sword pressure shot out from the blade, leaving a long cut on the ground in an instant. At the same time, more than 3,000 vampire soldiers took a step in unison, and the murderous aura of Sen Ran came out of their bodies and pressed in the direction of the Knights.

Cold sweat ran down the forehead of every member of the Order. Obviously, the enemy in front of him was only more than 3,000 people, but the killing intent he exuded was even more terrifying than the more than 30,000 British troops behind him......

On the outskirts of the British army outside the city, Jill was leading his men to charge fearlessly.

"Squeeze all your strength out of me, attack!" Gil rushed to the front of the group, red with blood, his body covered with large and small scars, like a wounded mad lion, trying to burst out his ferocity before he died.

Behind him, a team of more than 8,000 people was also fighting to the death, each of them wielding their weapons in their hands, just to be able to move forward in front of them like an iron wall.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they were very pale in the barrier composed of more than 30,000 people, and the blood-to-blood fight did not improve the progress of the breakthrough except for making the centaurs on both sides fall to the ground like grass mustard.

"My lord, this can't go on like this!" Jill shouted to Jill as he tried to kill an endless number of enemies, "The gap in numbers is too great, and if we attack like this, we will all die here before we touch the gates." ”

"Don't talk nonsense here, charge me!" Jill swung his sword, which was already full of gaps, and didn't even look at the guards around him.

"Adult ......"

"Shut up, of course I do!" said Jill, suddenly angry. Although he usually looks a little indifferent, he is very good to the soldiers under him, let alone scolding, and he has not even yelled. The sudden roar made the guards a little sluggish, and they were almost hit by the British army's axe and gun.

"I know, I know everything, the disparity in numbers, the danger of the situation, but I am ...... Don't want to give up. Jill said, tears welling up in her eyes, "Lord Joan of Arc, Lord Joan of Arc is still in the city, how can I stop here!"

Jill spoke, turning around and continuing to charge at the British, blood flowing down his blade, and his body gradually began to shake until now, if it continued like this......

"I'm sorry, my lord, but I can't watch you die with everyone. The guard slammed the hilt of his sword into the back of Jill's neck, and Jill's movements froze for a moment, and then he fell limply on the back of his horse. The guards glanced at the direction of the city in a complicated manner, then took the reins of Jill and shouted: "The number of enemies is too large, retreat quickly, and then come back to deal with them when we find a good time, now, retreat, quickly!"

The guard protected Jill at his side as he ordered the knights behind him, there was no better option in this situation.

"Your Excellency, you may hate me in the future, but for now, please live well. Looking at the fainted Gilles de Ray, the guard said in his heart.

Although it was not Gil's own order, the Knights seemed to have acquiesced in this choice, and with the advantage of their horses, they quickly withdrew from the war circle and fled towards the distant town. The British troops surrounding the perimeter of Versailles did not seem to have any intention of pursuing, and after figuratively firing a few arrows, they stopped their attack.

"Give it up, I won't, Jeanne Arc gave it to you. Just when the atmosphere was extremely stiff, Cain suddenly raised his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't say that she is our important saintess, she is an ordinary citizen of this country, and I will not give it to you bastards casually." ”

"Is it your stupid chivalry again? Edward, the Black Prince, said disdainfully.

"It has nothing to do with chivalry, I just have to be worthy of my heart, if I don't have a heart, what's the difference between me and you bastards who trample on other people's countries!" Cain said, raising his sword again, "Maybe we will die here, but if we die for the people, the country will remember us." ”

Cain's words seemed to inject strength into the warriors of the Knights, and they clenched their weapons one after another, with a faint determination on their faces, for them, the most heroic way to die should be to die in the way of the charge.

"That's a good point, but it's a pity that no one will remember your deeds, including this country!" said Edward the Black Prince, raising his sword and leaping high, the undefeated will of the night reflecting a faint cold light, slashing towards Caine on his horse. The blade slashed through the air, and with a whining sound, Cain's right hand was already wounded, and he could only raise his sword to resist in such a swift attack.

At the sound of the bell, the Black Prince Edward narrowed his eyes, he had planned to cut Cain and the weapon in his hand in two, but a silver flag spear suddenly pierced out of the air on the side, stopping the inevitable blow.

The blonde girl stopped in front of Caine with a silver flag gun, the flag of the spear head fluttering slowly in the waves of the collision, the armor on her body reflected a faint glimmer, and her beautiful eyes carried a trace of cold anger.

At this moment, two thousand knights slowly joined the crowd of confrontations, and instead of looking at the British army behind them, they nodded to the people around them. Everyone tacitly drew their weapons, even when they were surrounded by tens of thousands of people.

"Interesting, woman, what's your name?" asked Edward the Black Prince, moving his sword to his side, and then asked with a sneer.

"I'm the Joan of Arc you're looking for. Joan of Arc said, adjusting the posture of holding the gun, in hand-to-hand combat, the long flag gun actually did not have any advantage.

"Your Excellency, you shouldn't have come back!" Cain said, covering his wound with his left hand. The mere lifting of his sword to resist made the bleeding from the wound worse, and if he forced his attack, he could die from blood loss.

"If I don't come back, you'll die. Joan of Arc looked back, a faint smile on her face, "I'll never forgive myself for that." ”

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Edward, the Black Prince: "Hey, if I leave with you, you will let them go, including the people of this city." ”

"Your Excellency, you can't do that!"

"What a saint, this spirit of devotion touched me. Edward, the Black Prince, clapped his hands and said, with a mocking smile on his face, "If you are willing to give your life, of course Yu will let them go, but are you really willing to go with me?"

Joan of Arc shook her head: "I don't want to go with you, but I want to make a bet with you, if I win, you let us go, if I lose, you just let them go." ”

"It doesn't sound attractive, but this kind of condition is too bad for Yu. Black Prince Edward licked his lips and said, just when everyone thought he would refuse, Black Prince Edward suddenly said: "But for the sake of your courage, Yu is willing to give you a fight, after all, with the Holy Maiden as an opponent, this is quite a rare opportunity." ”

As he spoke, Edward, the Black Prince, drew a circle of swords, and he walked gracefully to Joan of Arc, looking down at the girl in front of him with blood-red eyes.

"God, please give me strength!" Joan of Arc roared, and then swung the shaft of her gun "My Lord Protection" with her body. The fierce wind pressure made the flag at the top of the spear dance like a wave of water, and the silver spear body swept towards Edward the Black Prince like a lightning bolt in the dark night.

"Fun power. The gun and sword were handed over, and Edward, the Black Prince, said with a smile. Through previous contact, he had already judged that the flag gun in Joan of Arc's hand was some kind of alchemical weapon, and although he didn't know how the girl obtained it, he couldn't defeat him by that alone.

The spear rolled up violently, stabbing at Edward the Black Prince from different angles, but no matter how sharp Joan of Arc's attack was, it couldn't keep up with the ghostly figure of Edward the Black Prince.

"What a stupid woman, thinking she had found an opportunity to save her men, but ignoring that she was already in a trap......" Seeing Joan of Arc constantly waving her spear, Becky said lightly in her own camp. If the vampire duke could easily be confronted with the alchemy weapon alone, then the history of bloodhunt would not be so tragic.

For human beings, the Bloods are close to gods in their God-given abilities! How stupid it is to fight against God, just ask those white bones on the road to death......