Among the knights of the three countries, Terrella's team is relatively poor. On the one hand, after all, they have not experienced war, and the level of training is poor. On the other hand, it is also because there are more than a dozen traversers centered on Jenny in their team, and this group of people will not pay attention to any "formation", "formation" and the like, that is, they will set up a circle around Jenny, so that others have to follow them to set up a circle formation - although the circle formation is conducive to defense, it is not conducive to marching, and the speed of marching is naturally slower.

Since it's slow, it doesn't matter how slow it is. The Ricardo knight who led the team simply directed the team to march slowly, in order to be stable.

In the eyes of Princess Fisna's betrothed, there is no need to worry about how to fight and win this two-on-one battle. And Thrace and Mo Lai have a grudge, go slowly, you can let them fight first, and when the sharpness of both sides is worn off, the Trela people just arrived at the end, and they can win the championship safely, and it will be easy to relax.

He did not hide his thoughts, but announced them to everyone. There was a lot of discussion among the young knights, many of whom felt that he was too conservative and lacked enterprising spirit, but at least they knew how to obey orders, and none of them shouted "This is not chivalry" and rushed out of the ranks and charged alone.

Compared to the Trera, the Warriors of Morlai marched much faster. They formed three phalanxes in front and back, skillfully steered their horses, and walked towards the predetermined battlefield with steady and small brisk steps.

In the front phalanx, there were several knights who had participated in the battle of the Iron Lock Fortress. One by one, they were full of fighting spirit and confidence, intending to take advantage of this battle to deal a heavy blow to the Thracians and make the hateful invaders suffer another shameful defeat!

They were smiling, and they had no doubts about the victory they were about to win - Molai and Trera could be considered allies, and this time the contest was not a three-army melee, but a Thracian one-to-two.

"I really don't know what the White Les people think, and they actually want to use this way to decide who to marry...... Do they think they can win both of us?" said one of the knights lightly.

"Maybe they just want to take this opportunity to test the strength of the Terrera. Another knight guessed.

This speculation has been recognized by many people, Thrace and Molai have been fighting for several years, and they already know each other's combat effectiveness. Excluding the strongest Elantz Storm Legion, the Pydouz Mountain Legion, which suffered setbacks but did not really break its bones, and several strong legions that had not yet been put into battle, the Thracian army could only be said to have a slight upper hand in the face of the Molai elite soldiers, and did not have a great advantage.

The Molai people, who are "not good at fighting", have passed the test of iron and blood and improved their strength. If they had such combat effectiveness during the first Battle of Norma, I believe that Duke Henry's army would not have wanted to break through the defense line of the Molai Army, which relied on natural dangers.

The Thracians, of course, were well aware of the Molais' force. But how strong are the Terrera, and whether their younger generation can fight? It is not clear to the Thracians.

After the success of this marriage, Trella will sooner or later unite with Molai to fight against Thrace, and instead of fighting a battle that does not have a lot of confidence at that time, it is better to take advantage of the present to test the skills of the Terrera knights and prepare for the future.

"Quite a reasonable guess. ”

"Yes, the Thracians must have thought so!"

"So...... Do you think they can beat the Trela?" asked one of the knights with a smile.

The knights pondered and discussed.

Most knights tended to think that the Thracians could win - after all, the Trelians had not fought for too long, and whether they had been honed in actual combat was crucial to the combat effectiveness of the army.

But there are also many knights who think that the Trera's force may be a little weaker, but they are not stupid, and since they find that they can't fight, they will definitely form a defensive formation. Even if they can't play and concentrate on defense, they shouldn't be defeated. It is likely that the battle will be in a stalemate, just in time for the Molai army to rush to pick up a bargain and launch a front and rear attack on the Thracians.

"It would be great to be able to flank the Thracians!"

"yes, I can't wait to see the surprised and frustrated expressions of those proud and domineering guys!"

"Even so, you can't rush, you have to keep the formation stable!"

In the midst of the chaotic discussion, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"The Thracians are coming at us!"

The Molai knights were startled and looked ahead, only to see that the Thracian knights had formed a camp like huge arrowheads, and with the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, they were rushing towards them.

"Well, why did they hit us first?"

"Is this the time to think about this?

"Hurry up, speed up!"

"Let those Thracian bastards see how good we are!"

The young people who dared to sign up for the knight competition naturally did not have even one of them cowardly. Although it was too late to adjust the formation at this moment, at least he could seize the time to fight the horses, so that the horses could turn from fast walking to running, and launch a counter-charge towards the menacing Thracians.

The battle between knights and knights is nothing more than charging and counter-charging, and they have not been on the battlefield, they will fight, who is afraid of whom!

As a result, the Molai knights, who were not traveling fast, also quickly increased their speed, and there were knights who knew how to command skills to dispatch in the middle, exerting their skills, and circles of light appeared under the horses' hooves, so that these horses accelerated to a level comparable to a full-strength sprint in a very short time, and rushed towards the Thracian army without hesitation.

At the front of the Thracian army's "arrows", a knight in black armor looked at the performance of the Molai people, and the corners of his mouth under the helmet mask were slightly upturned, revealing a cold smile.

"It's a bit of a skill, but it's a pity that it's not enough!"

He muttered to himself, drew his saber, and pointed it into the air.

The golden light flowed from his body, and with each Thracian knight, it became more and more intense, and it became more and more intense, until at last it was almost like the sun falling on the earth, and the hundreds of people who were charging completely into it.

In this golden light, no roaring or horses' hooves could be heard, only the whirring of the wind, as if there was a fierce wind whistling in it, which was unsettling.

Then, with the howling of the wind, the Thracian knights, as if condensed into huge arrows, crashed head-on into the center of the phalanx composed of the Molai knights.

The violent roar made time seem to stop for a moment.

In the next moment, the screams of men and horses were combined, and the Molai knights were still in a complete formation even when they charged, like cork meeting a chisel, and a huge gap was easily chiseled. The Thracians immediately took advantage of the weakness and kept moving forward without stopping, directly breaking through the first and second phalanxes of the Molais, only encountering a slight obstacle when facing the last third formation, but still breaking through it without much effort.

The golden light whistled all the way away with the sound of the wind, leaving only the dead and wounded, and the frightened Molai knights looked at each other.

Seeing the battle here from afar, someone in the traverser exclaimed.

"It's ...... How is it possible to storm Elantz?!!"