"Hehe, that's great!"

Worthy of being the leader of the Red Eagle Warband, the expression on Med's face immediately returned to a state of excitement.

Irvin, for Dmide, was the same one he hated.

In the past, the Blood Eagle Mercenary Group, Irvin's influence was actually above Med, which was the most unbearable for Med, because the Blood Eagle Mercenary Regiment was created by him.

And the most unacceptable point for Med is that in the more than ten years that Irvin has been in the Blood Eagle Mercenary Regiment, the Blood Eagle Mercenary Regiment has gradually developed from a small-scale organization to a mercenary organization that is valued enough by the princes and nobles.

And the main contributor to all the changes has to be said to be Irvin.

Dmitry was jealous.

It was not until Irwin's departure two years ago that Dmitry could finally be said to be able to raise his eyebrows.

But in fact, Dread found that he was still jealous, extremely jealous, from the beginning of Irvin's marginalization, he had to admit that the influence of the Blood Eagle Mercenary Group began to gradually decrease!

Jealousy, jealousy, this is Dmide's mentality.

The Blood Eagle Mercenary Regiment was suppressed by Irwin, and in the Duchy of the Rhine, by Greenlem of the Knights of the Opera.

Dmitry thinks that he can't be a prime minister or anything, but he can still be a well-known figure who leads the entire Knights.

"It's so coincidental, it's great, it saves me a lot of effort!"

Originally, Dmitry planned to wait for his power in the Rhine to grow bigger, and then use the power in his hands to find Irvin and kill him, but now, this is really good news for Dmide, not bad news.

"Irvin, you die here, too!"

Dmitry knows Ilwin's strength, and with Greenlem's words, it is really a bit tricky here, and Dmitry can also see that in the face of Greenlem or Ilwin, some of his subordinates are still inevitably a little troubled.

Now that Dmiad's men had begun to retreat outside the battle circle, as long as reinforcements came, Irvin would definitely not survive joining the rebels.

Although he couldn't be slaughtered with his own hands, the fate of Irvin and Greenlem was already doomed.

Irwin's face was also pale, not because he didn't have too deep blood on his body, but because he also knew that once the city defenders arrived, their time would be over.

But...... Having put Lord Xiuin in such a dangerous situation, Irvin began to regret that he had not died in the first place.

However, just when Dmide's joy just rose, a fire lit up, and everyone was a little surprised, when the man who had already turned his back on the battle circle and thought that he would definitely make a lot of contributions to report the news, he did not expect that he would become the focus of surprise of everyone who was still in the battle circle.

The flames engulfed Med's men in an instant, and if he had been a little guarded, he might not have been killed so easily.

It's just a fireball.

But there are some differences, which can be seen and felt by people with more combat experience, such as Dmitry and Greenlem and Irwin.

It's just a fireball technique, but it contains soul energy fluctuations that should never belong to a small fireball technique. Although they didn't know much about magic, with their sense of soul energy, they knew that this fireball technique would definitely not be as simple as it seemed.

It wasn't until Xiu Yin slowly withdrew his right hand that released the fireball technique that everyone reacted.

"This is definitely no less than the strength of the Great Magician!"

Dmitry was completely sober by this time.

Knights and mages belong to the world of two worlds, and knights rarely go back to pay attention to mages, but because this era is the age of knights, mages have to care about the stories of knights, just like the famous Xiu Yin of the Opera Knights has already known, but almost no one in the Opera Knights knows about Xiu Yin's achievements in the Mage Tower.

However, the information in the upper knights has a certain expression of Xiuyin, and he has a good reputation in the circle of mages, but Xiuyin's position makes him unable to show his face frequently in the mage's guild or in the places where mages gather.

Dmitry felt a little tricky, and he realized that Xiu's strength should not be underestimated, and it was a small miracle to be able to use the weak Morrowind Collar to severely damage the Knights of the Desolate Bones, and of course, it was also Xiu's strength, although Dmide had always considered these to be Irvin's credit.

Xiu Yin himself didn't expect a fireball technique to directly kill Med's men, and the soul power contained in his small fireball was even beyond Xiu Yin's imagination.

After Xiu Yin walked out of the Gate of Fate in the Mage Tower, his soul power had actually changed silently, but Xiu Yin had been busy with the construction of the Morrowind Territory and had less time to think about himself.

However, there are still some discoveries that his soul power has quietly changed the cultivation cause, and the power of his flame explosion bomb is also close to the level of high-level magic.

Xiuin can't be killed here directly, because the Grand Duke of the Rhine still needs him.

In the moment of Dmed's hesitation, Irvin seized the opportunity and rushed over with a giant sword in his hand.

Bang!

Bang!

Irvin shook back the men of Dread who surrounded him, and Greenlem flashed on Ilwin's side, and the two did not communicate verbally, but they were both good hands with rich combat experience, and they didn't need to communicate to know what they were going to do at this time.

The enemy is outnumbered, and there is only one viable way to immediately change the current decline, and that is Dmied.

As long as Dmitry is restrained, it will be possible to break through the West Gate.

Greenlem and Ilwin are old acquaintances, and Irwin, who uses a giant sword, has a very big advantage on the offensive end, and defense will only waste Ilwin's physical strength and soul power.

Greenlem is helping Irwin.

Greenlem's longsword swirled with water-type soul power, and the air around him and Ilven immediately became damp.

The sudden appearance of the mist in the night severely affected the vision of Dmed's men besieging the two of them.

When a huge blade glowing green suddenly seemed to cut through the water, Med's pupils shrank suddenly.

The blade was coming at him, Ilwin's full force.

Poof—

Ded watched as a trail of blood scattered from his chest, and he watched in disbelief as the mist slowly dispersed to the left and right to reveal Ilwin's face.

"Yi ...... Irvin ......"

Dmitry wanted to say how could this be, just a blow, he couldn't even catch Irwin's blow......

Thinking slowly stopped, and the last words of Med's life were Irvin, angry, frightened, and unwilling, until Med's eyes could not be closed when he fell back.