The tip of the steel spear in Yazan's hand reflected the afterglow of the day before sunset and stabbed fiercely towards Zorlin's chest, and the yellow glow on the tip of the spear surged, and it already condensed with Yazan's soul power, which was no worse than Drowrin.

If it was a one-on-one fight, Yazan might not be able to get any benefit in Zhuo Erlin's hands, but now, Zhuo Erlin no longer has the art of returning to the sky, and at the same time that he has no weapon in his hand, the soul power in his body is no longer enough for him to avoid Yazan's attack, not to mention that Yazan's blow can only choose to resist with all his strength even if he is at the peak of his soul power.

Drowlin was ready to close his eyes, he didn't want to die as if he was "dead", Drowlin wanted to maintain the last glory of a traditional knight.

Burst!

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing through armor and into flesh.

With a painful moan, "Woo......"

It was painful, the chest cavity was pierced, the lobes of the lungs were directly damaged, and breathing before death became a kind of torture.

I want to speak, but I can't say it anymore, before falling from the horse, the instinct for survival struggles, and I must not fall from the horse, once I fall from the horse, it will become the meat under the horse's hooves in the battlefield.

Drowlin opened his eyes, and he looked at his chest in astonishment.

It was a crossbow bolt, a crossbow bolt that pierced deep into the chest, and only a small part of the body was outside, and the blood was slowly flowing outward along the root of the crossbow.

"This ......"

The sudden change made Zhuo Erlin a little unresponsive, but the enemy cavalry in front of him, seeing that the armor on his body was already temperamental, should be a general at the commander level.

But none of this mattered, Zhuo Erlin had some sympathy for his eyes, that was a kind of unwillingness, that was a kind of helplessness that he still couldn't escape from the palm of fate after struggling with fate for a long time.

Yazan's body slowly fell off his horse.

Sou!

Whoosh!

Not only one crossbow arrow, but from the rear of the formation, the whistling sound of more than a dozen crossbow arrows could still be heard by Zhuo Erlin.

Very surprised, very curious, Zhuo Erlin looked behind him with curious eyes, there were more than a dozen figures, the person in the front Zhuo Erlin had an impression, and he was very impressed, he had dealt with him not long ago.

Sheyn Neumann.

Xiuin and his Morrowind warriors, crossbows in hand, had just finished firing the first attacks.

It worked well, and it was Azan who hit the crossbow arrow of Xiuin, Hans and Charlotte did not practice crossbows and were a little less accurate, and the dwarf Moffitt also successfully hit the enemy, and the machine was nothing to the dwarves.

To Xiuin's surprise, these people from the Blood Eagle Mercenary Group seem to be very skilled in crossbows, even if Xiu Yin has the assistance of Alice's system, he needs to stop and stabilize the crosshair in his field of vision when shooting, but these mercenaries represented by Irvin are different, Xiu Yin almost didn't see them slow down, and he hooked the trigger of the crossbow on the way to run.

The final hit rate and Xiu Yin were a little worse than Moffett's, but there were still eight cavalry from the Motu Empire who fell in response.

"What is the origin of these people?" Shuyin had to ask in his heart.

There was no time to think, according to Xiuyin's idea, that is, after the crossbow attacked the first wave, he immediately abandoned it, and went directly into the battle circle, relying on the big sword in the hands of Hans and the mercenaries, even against the cavalry, it would not be too disadvantaged in terms of height difference.

Xiu Yin didn't know who he shot or how important his identity was, but the knights of the Motu Empire were tight-hearted.

Their boss hangs!

The morale was originally high, and it fell to a low point only the next moment when Azan fell from his horse.

I don't know who took the lead, or if these hundreds of cavalry had the same idea at the same time, and they all began to retreat.

Zhuo Erlin clutched his numb right arm, and did not let the people below pursue, everyone was tired, especially the knights in the middle who had been resisting the onslaught of the cavalry of the Motu Empire.

"Well done, Lord Lord, in you, I see the knights of the Starlight Kingdom who have not shone in a long time, oh no, sorry, it's a shining magician!" These were the words of Dzoerlin's heartfelt words, especially when he found out that there were only a dozen people who had only cultivated the cause, and Drowlin thought of something that used to be one of the knights' creeds - courage, a word that was rarely mentioned in this era of vanity.

After one of the teams rushed into the town of Snow Man to cover Lance's retreat to the north, and after the last sunset also disappeared on the horizon, the first war between the Starlight Kingdom and the Ink Empire came to an end.

The time is the 157th year of the Qiyao calendar, the summer and the third month, but at this time, people have not yet realized that this day is a day that will be recorded in the history of the continent in the future.

......

The summer night sky, from the northern border of the Starlight Kingdom, seems to be a lot less starry.

The sleepless night in the snowy town broke the silence of the night sky with cries, and the firelight also reflected the dark night.

Bernaventus IV needed to vent his anger, those who betrayed him, those who betrayed the kingdom.

I don't know how many people were burned at the stake, but there were three or four burns at the stake at almost every street corner in the town.

Xiu Yin was accustomed to the wailing of men and women in the flames, even if there was a child's voice, in addition to a shiver on his body, Xiu Yin could only choose to get used to it or tell himself that he was numb, even if the air began to smell of burnt meat, even if this smell was disgusting, but in front of Hans and them, in front of the mercenaries, in front of the onlookers, big and small, Xiu Yin's face had to remain calm and even have a little smile.

......

Yazan's death made Karamiv panic.

Karamiv and Yazan did not have any high positions in the empire, and the so-called generals and commanders were just nice names, and they led their troops into battle, but they felt that a small country like the Starlight Kingdom was not worth mentioning at all, and they did need enough merit in exchange for their own extravagant life.

Karamiv looked at these defeated cavalry who had fled, he was afraid, he trembled, he thought of returning to the imperial capital......

Fortunately, Karamiv saw Lance, the grandson of Emperor Rubik, and Karamiv felt that he was saved.

When Karamiv returned to the imperial capital, he was treated in the same way as those who rebelled against the Starlight Kingdom in Xuemanzhen, and hundreds of his entire clan were burned at the stake by order of Emperor Rubik.

"My daughter is still in the hands of the devil, woo woo ......"

Emperor Rubik wailed again in his splendid hall, but for a long time no minister dared to respond.