Feeling the power rushing in his body, Towell faintly felt the urge to look up to the sky and howl. The rage flowing in his veins washed over his body, but it did not erode his consciousness in the slightest: "Warriors of the Heavy Armored Wolf Cavalry, use the swords in your hands to guard the castle behind you!"

Under his shout, the wolf cavalry soldiers around him suddenly became more courageous, they roared and waved their swords, and fought with the vampires who climbed the city, their blood-colored eyes full of fanatical murder!

"Speed up, press the line forward, make room for our men!" A dark golden dagger suddenly slashed through Towell's right side, and although it didn't hit his body, the fierce wind pressure still made Towell's body feel a trace of pain.

The enemy's attack was only for a short moment, but Towell still saw the figure of the attacker, a young man with short blond hair rushed directly into the fighting crowd after dodging Toville's subconscious counterattack, and brilliant blood flowers suddenly came from the necks of several werewolves.

"Damn bastards, watch out!" Thornville scolded, swinging his sword through the dense crowd in front of him. Through the contact just now, he already understood that the other party was a nobleman on the side of the Black Prince Edward, although he didn't know the specific title and bloodline of that guy, but from that momentary sense of oppression, the other party was definitely a qualified killer.

"Viscount Tovel, don't forget your back. A feminine male voice appeared behind Thorville with a sharp whistling, and a faint chill enveloped his body.

With a crisp sound of the bell, the Roman Light collided with a slender foil, and in front of the broad blade of the Roman Light, the blade of the foil was as slender as a rose. However, even after such an attack, the foil only shook rhythmically, and there was no sign of breaking.

Each tremor of the sword body will remove some of the force of the impact, and make the trajectory of the foil more ethereal, although it does not seem to have any attack power, but the danger is far beyond the imagination of others. The owner of the foil was a man with long curly hair, and his slender body looked even weaker than a woman, and if it weren't for his raised Adam's apple and slightly masculine voice, Towell would really think the guy was a woman.

"I didn't know that Edward the Black Prince had a character like you, but it doesn't look like you're his type. Tovel held the Roman Light in front of him, a faint mockery on his face, "Give your name, if you're still a man." ”

Towell's words did not anger the man in front of him, the man withdrew his sword and bowed gracefully: "I am Sobis, the captain of the third detachment under Lord Edward of the Black Prince, and it is a pleasure to meet you for the first time. ”

"I'm not happy to know you at all. Thornville said coldly.

"I agree with you, because you will soon die under our attack. Sorbis said with a smile, as if their position was not a battlefield of bloodshed and death, but a dinner party for the nobles.

"You should be referring to you and the boy with the dagger just now, it is indeed a despicable way to fight, but if it was despicable and useful, I would not be standing here, your Black Prince Edward has already tried. ”

Sobis smiled and shook his head: "You are indeed quite a powerful being, I admit this, and being able to defeat the Black Prince Edward has fully illustrated this. But if that's your confidence, then I'd better advise you to surrender, because you're not going to face two ......."

"It's three!" A burly figure suddenly fell from the city, his huge stature was almost the same as that of the unwolfed Towell, he held a shining war hammer in his hand, the hammer head of the war hammer reflected the silver moonlight, "Let me briefly introduce it, I am Billy of the Crocodile Clan, the earl of Edward III, and now the deputy captain of the third detachment." ”

As he spoke, Billy opened his mouth and smiled arrogantly, revealing his moon-white fangs. He walked behind Towell with a war hammer in one hand, and blocked Toville's actions one after the other with Sobis.

Thorville had long expected that there would be nobles in the camp of the Black Prince Edward, but he didn't expect the number of nobles on the other side to be so large, although Sobis didn't say his title, but he couldn't think of it lower than the earl, plus the kid with the dagger......

"What a gift. Torville said coldly, a hideous red light flashed in his cold blood pupils, he silently adjusted his breathing, and then raised the Roman light in his hand, "I should thank your master for putting the time of the attack tonight, if it weren't for that, maybe I would really die under your meanness." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're saying, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't listen to a dead man!" Sorbis said, the foil in his hand stabbed forward violently, and with an instant, the blade of the foil bent into a huge arch, like a cobra ready to hunt.

At the same time, Billy picked up the warhammer in his hand and launched an attack behind Thorville, the hammer head of the warhammer rubbing violently against the air, and the explosion broke out with an amazing sound!

"Come on!" Tovel roared, and the broad blade of the Roman Light turned into a streamer of light and slashed forward, slashing at the body of the foil as it bent to the extreme, and the original trajectory of the foil changed instantly. Sorbis watched all this with a smile, and then his slender wrist shook, and the foil, which had already deviated from its trajectory, suddenly wrapped around the blade of the Roman Light like a python, and Tovel's attack froze instantly.

The whistling hammer was now behind Thornville, and an invisible suction force came from above, firmly locking Towell's body.

In the face of this powerful blow, Tovel's right hand holding the sword slammed into force, and he pulled the hilt of the Roman Light almost furiously, directly pulling the Roman Light and Sobis together. The counterweight of the hilt of the Roman Light blocked Billy's hammer at the last moment, and the two powerful forces collided together, and the violent impact threw the two in different directions.

Billy had intended to use this blow to seriously injure Tovir directly, but he never dreamed that Tovir would block his attack in this way. Sobis also didn't expect Towell's explosive power to be so terrifying, so now there is a very embarrassing situation.

The weapons of the two were still entangled, so Thorville flew straight back with Sorbys, and although the two of them were still in mid-air, Thorville had already swung his huge fist.

The strength of the stage wolfification coupled with the increase of the full moon moonlight, the momentum of this punch can be called terrifying. Thorbis watched as Thorville's fist smashed into his chest, and the clothes behind him were blasted into a fist-sized hole with the sound of bones shattering.

Blood spilled uncontrollably from Sobies's mouth, but what no one expected was that this guy would not retreat and firmly grasp the fist that Tóvir smashed into his chest.

"Hurry up!" Sobis suddenly shouted, and a grim red light instantly appeared in his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that Thorby's arms were too long after the wolfing stage, Sorbis would have planned to lock his body with his legs, but even so, Sorbis's goal had been achieved, and a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded from behind Thorville, and the dark golden light instantly pierced his back.

The young man with short blond hair pulled out the dagger that had pierced into Tovir's body with a blank face, and then stabbed it again, Tovir tried to fight back, but Sorbis's thin body suddenly burst out with great force, firmly holding his arm, making him unable to move.

Seeing that the dagger was about to be slashed towards Thorwell's neck, several streams of light suddenly came from the side of the city wall, blocking the young man with a faint whistling sound. It was five crossbow arrows that shimmered with silver light, and if the young man insisted on attacking Toville, he would surely be shot through by these arrows!

The bolts shot out along their original trajectory, hitting several of the scuffling vampires on the ramparts. Corrosive white smoke instantly rose from the wounds of several people who were hit, and then the werewolves around them seized the opportunity to quickly kill them, and the young man couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this.

"You bastards!" a tall figure suddenly rushed in the direction of Towell, and the beautiful woman's eyes glistened with blood. Her blood-red eyes burned with rage, and she carried an empty crossbow in her hand.

In just a few ups and downs, Livien came to Torwell's side, smashed the crossbow machine on Sobies's head, and swung her sword to push the blonde young man away from her husband.

"Why are you here?" Thovil kicked Sorbis far away, then said to Livien, wiping the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"How's the wound?" Livian didn't answer his question, instead tearing open Towell's clothes, and there were several deep wounds on his back, which were now bleeding out.

"It's supposed to be an alchemy dagger smeared with silver, but it didn't hurt the internal organs and bones, as long as the wound was dug out, it would be fine. ”

Livien nodded, then swung the sword in her hand, her swordsmanship was quite good, and almost instantly picked out Thorville's eroded muscles. Having solved these, Toville's powerful self-healing ability set in an instant, and the wound healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's not a good habit to be so laid-back on the battlefield!" Billy brandished his war hammer and descended from the sky, the suction that erupted from the hammer firmly locked the bodies of the two of them, and behind him, the young man's body turned into a phantom, rolling towards the two of them with a dark golden shimmer.

The arrogant wolf howl suddenly swept through the city, and Thorwell's huge left arm collided with Billy fiercely, and in the terrifying impact, the ground under Thorville's feet cracked into a hideous crack!

Although the alchemy hammer smashed Towell's fist, Billy was also shocked by Towell's immense force.

"It's now!" Thorville roared, and Livien beside him instantly jumped into the air, silver sword light flowing through Billy's left arm, and Billy's thick arm immediately separated from his body. Originally, Livian's goal was Billy's head, but Billy eventually struggled to block his neck, and it was because of this that he was lucky enough to get his life back.

The dark golden light rushed towards Tovir at a rapid speed, and Tovir, who had turned into a wolf, slammed on the ground. The ground that had been shaken out of the crack instantly collapsed in a large area, and the young man's unsteady pace was flashed out of his figure.

The light of Rome swept towards the young man with a whistling sound that cut through the air, and the latter had only time to hold the dagger in front of him before he was slammed into the wall by the furious force. Livien's body fell from the sky, and the sword in her hand was pointed at the young man's throat.

Just as the young man was about to be slain, the curved foil wrapped around Livian's blade, and Sobis, who still had blood on the corner of his mouth, used all his strength to draw Livian's blade aside, and then he was pierced by the Roman light of Torville.

"Sobies!" Billy yelled, then swung his hammer with his remaining right arm and slammed it into the ground at Towell's feet.

With a loud bang, this part of the city wall was smashed down a section, and Thornville stepped into the air, and his huge body fell from the top of the city. But even so, there was still a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and the Roman light waved in the air, directly cutting Sobey's body into two pieces.

The loud sound attracted everyone's attention, and Lancelot was slightly stunned, and his left shoulder, along with his armor, was pierced by the sword of the Black Prince Edward.

The Undefeated Will pierced his shoulder and slammed upward, severing the bones and muscles of his shoulder. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Edward, the Black Prince, swung three swords in his right hand, leaving a deep wound on Lancelot's body.

"Die for it, you who don't know what you can do!" said Edward, the Black Prince, with both swords in his hand, and he swept towards the seriously wounded Lancelot like a black windmill.

Several heavily armored wolf riders suddenly rushed over the city at the main gate, and they used their wolf-like bodies to knock away the black prince Edward. The men smashed through the low walls of the city like chariots, and then fell into the castle with Edward, the Black Prince.

There were suddenly a few heavier armored wolf riders on the city, and the pressure on the others instantly increased a lot. Coupled with Lancelot's serious injury, the original stalemate was immediately reversed. The new vampires rushed directly over the bodies of the defenders, and they fell from the top of the city, and then fought with the werewolves protecting the city gates.

"What a disgusting pack of mad dogs. Edward, the Black Prince, rose from the ruins of the castle, his blood pupils full of hideousness, and he walked towards the werewolf defenders at the city gate with his twin swords, the cold murderous aura spreading around him.

The kiss of the goddess of victory and the will of invincibility turned into the scythe of death and slashed at the bodies of the werewolf warriors, and in front of the powerful alchemical weapons, the bodies and weapons of the defenders of Worf Castle were chopped to pieces and fell to the ground.

Under his leadership, the defenders guarding the city gates were quickly emptied. Edward, the Black Prince, slashed through the huge bolt on the city gate, and then let his men open the closed door: "The real party starts now, let's kill as much as you want, and let that man who doesn't know what to do know the fate of disobedience!"

Vampires from outside Wolfe Castle poured in quickly from the gates and soon took over parts of the outer city, encountering little resistance in the process.

Although Tovir's troops were much smaller than Edward, the Black Prince, he was still surprised by this situation.

"Let's give our guests a perfect welcome. A faint laugh came from the darkness, followed by a swarm of torches lit up from countless hidden places. Dozens of barrels were hung on both sides of the castle by large nets of hemp rope, suspended by only a few ropes, looking crumbling.

"It's you bastard again. Edward the Black Prince said hatefully as he looked at the figure shrouded in the cloak.

"Don't be angry, didn't you just say that the banquet is only starting now, and before that, please let me light the flame of celebration to set off the atmosphere of tonight. Vlad III said lightly, with a distinct smile in his voice. He clapped his hands, and the ropes that hung the barrels were cut and lost their traction, and the barrels fell from the walls and slammed to the ground.

The impact of the landing exceeded the limit of the barrel, and the barrel cracked in the roll, and the black viscous liquid burst out of the crack in the barrel and soon flowed to the feet of Edward the Black Prince.

"It's ...... Greek fire?" Feeling the strange stickiness under his feet, Edward the Black Prince said suspiciously.

"That's smart, then, this is a reward for you. After Vlad III finished speaking, he took the lead in throwing the torch in his hand, and then the rest of the people threw out the torch in their hand. One by one, torches painted with brightly colored fire circles fell to the ground, instantly igniting the Greek fire on the ground.

"Get out of here!" the Black Prince Edward suddenly came to his senses and ordered in a loud voice, but it was too late, and the raging flames rose into the air with thick smoke, and soon spread to the entire ground of the castle outside the castle.

The open gate is like a furnace vent, sucking in the outside air, and people near the gate can even hear the whining of the wind. The vampires crowded and tried to flee, but running between each other only allowed more flames to contaminate them.

"Pour out your wrath," Vlad III shouted with his arms outstretched, and the werewolf soldiers around him took out the stakes they had prepared and threw them at them, which were improvised from dry wood and burned as firewood even if they could not stab the enemy.

The city in front of him was burning, filled with humanoid flames, and Vlad III looked at all this indifferently, without a trace of superfluous emotion in his blood pupils.

Since his best friend was burned into a scorched corpse by the flames, he had to burn the person who caused it all to charred corpses as well! Although the vampire's flesh was extremely powerful, he could only flee in embarrassment in the face of thousands of degrees of heat.