The war horse galloped like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed into the battlefield.

At the same time, on the opposite side of the chaotic battlefield, there were also two Feilie knights who had just turned their horses and turned around, and they shouted loudly when they saw this, and broke away from the cavalry formation to meet them.

One of them was armed with a long banner and a golden battle ring flying under his feet. The other man who followed him half a horse, armed with a swallowtail spear flag, was apparently the attendant of the armed knight.

The three fast horses walked in the opposite direction under the whirlwind clouds, and in an instant they had swept past the billowing smoke and the corpses that were strewn all over each other.

"Kill!"

These two Feilie soldiers have obviously been in battle for a long time, and they all exude the fierceness of the rest of their lives. In the T-shaped slit of the metal mask on the cheek guard, the iron-like face lines and cold gaze did not change in the slightest because the enemy was just a teenager.

When they met head-on, they shouted in unison, and the two riding spears stabbed Roy like lightning, one in front of the other, one behind the other, and one on the left.

The cold light of the cavalry spear caused the royal knights on the hill to burst into an exclamation.

One qiē happens too fast.

Originally, after the battle, the formation was penetrated, and the distance between the Ferray cavalry and the Saint Soran cavalry was not far, and Roy rushed back silently and madly, so Punk and the others had no time to react at all.

"Stupid!"

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, the royal cavalry were all stunned, and many of them wanted to rush back when they turned their horses.

No one expected that in just an instant, the civilian boy who was fighting side by side with them would send his life to the tip of the enemy's gun so recklessly and so lightly!

Looking at the oncoming riding spear, the arc of the corner of Roy's mouth was bitterly cold.

For the first time in sixteen years, Roy felt so calm. Calm enough to be able to hear your own heartbeat clearly, to feel the blood that contains anger, grief, coldness and violence being pressed by the heart, and rushing to the blue tendons on your forehead!

He didn't think about anything.

He knew that this was a cruel and bloody war, and he knew that no one would reason in a war, and even more so that no one would care what a sixteen-year-old boy thought!

But, no matter how naïve, how ridiculous!

He also wants justice for the old Maxim, who is nearly seventy years old, for Aunt Mary, who is over fifty years old, and for the little sister-in-law, and all the innocent civilians who are lying in a pool of blood!

They are just civilians, why kill them!

No justice!

I'll make the decision alone!

Even if there are thousands of troops in front of you!

Roy, who was extremely angry, had completely let go.

A day ago, he was just a civilian like everyone else, a scrap woodman who could hunt, but he didn't fight. Live the most ordinary life of ordinary people.

At the time, Roy hadn't thought about doing anything earth-shattering.

Whether it is dreaming of becoming a knight or having your own territory, it is just an unrealistic fantasy of a wastewood teenager.

But now, Lao Tzu is a potential apprentice!

Roy's eyes were as calm as an iceberg, but as red as blood. With the surge of magic power, in mid-air, the two elemental arrays had suddenly lined up.

The bright red element in front of it was dozens of small fireballs stacked on top of each other.

The one in the back, which is also red, but gloomy, is the blood element!

Although in this world, no one except Roy can see their existence, they are existence. Beautiful, cold, with the breath of death, like the demonic blood-red demon moon in the sky, even though it is covered by the sun during the day, it still stares at the world coldly!

The war horse galloped, and in the blink of an eye, Roy had already raised his gun and collided with the Ferry Knight!

"Kill!"

The young man used all his strength, roared angrily, and the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out!

At the same time, the Elemental Array in the air suddenly exploded with the furious magic power, and a red flame burst out in front of the two Feilie knights who were galloping on their horses!

The charging Ferray Knight crashed headlong into the flames!

The sudden flames shocked the royal knights and the knights of Ferray at the same time.

No one knows exactly what's going on!

There are no spells, no signs of casting spells.

This flame appeared out of thin air. It's like the gate of hell that could appear anywhere in the legend suddenly opened in the void and ejected a ball of hellfire!,

In an instant, the two Ferry knights were enveloped in raging fire. At this moment, they could not see anything but a cloud of light that shone brighter than the sun. Therefore, it was even more impossible for them to know that in the flames, a bone spear that appeared silently was shooting at the face of the person in front!

Staggered horses!

Despite the impact on his vision, Knight Philip relied on his previous impression to stab his spear at Roy.

These two long-experienced Filies, the guns in their hands were calm and vicious.

Roy had already tried to turn away from the stinging of the knight's squire, but he could only watch as the knight's lance swept under his side, tearing through his linen clothes and taking away large patches of flesh.

Before he had time to feel the pain, Roy gritted his teeth and shook his hands, and with the inertia of the galloping horse, the spear in his hand shook out a spear flower like a poisonous snake and stabbed it into the chest of the knight's squire!

Time, as if it had been slowed down at this moment.

Slow that Roy could clearly see the cold and shiny sharp tip of the cavalry spear in his hand, adjusting the angle with the change of wrist movements, and approaching the chest of the knight's squire with his eyes closed inch by inch!

Roy had secretly watched the training of the Knights of Borabel City countless times behind the wooden fence, and had spent countless times on a few bronze sanis to get into the holes that the older children had made on the side of the jousting arena, hide under the wooden frame in the auditorium, and watch the knights compete through the narrow gaps.

The other children saw the cheers of the mountain and the tsunami, the four hooves of the war horses as fast as phantoms, the sound of blunt-headed cavalry spears crashing against the armor, and the trot of the victor's mounts, and the loneliness and frustration of the fallen knights smashed into the flying loess.

And Roy, who was in the group of children, saw every movement of the knight, the rhythm of the horse's footsteps, and every change brought by the different combat skills to the riding spear!

Each time, he would secretly hide in the corner, use a broom as a riding spear, imitate the footsteps of a war horse galloping, and gallop to practice. It was his and Tom's favorite game.

The body is off the saddle, leaning forward slightly, the handle of the gun is clamped under the armpit to keep it steady, and while dodging sideways in a moment of staggering, use different techniques to aim the tip of the gun at the weakest part of the enemy, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

These skills are deeply engraved in his bones with his countless fantasies of galloping on horseback in the knight's arena!

And today, he took a trick [Poison Dragon Spitting Letter] that he learned from a famous knight and all the fantasies over the years, using the speed of the war horse, and sent it into the chest of the knight's squire!

Time suddenly recovered, and the fast horse staggered and galloped with its back.

The sharp tip of the spear instantly pierced the armor of the knight's squire, and the front chest entered, and the back came out!

"Ahh

Behind him, another knight screamed bitterly.

Roy didn't look back.

In front of him, more Feilie knights have already rode up to meet them!

And at the same time.

On the hill when he came, there was a sudden thunderous cheer, and the familiar roar of the punk.

"Royal Knight, forward!"

There is something to say.

Today's update is only more than 2,000 words, which is really embarrassing. But I wrote this chapter very carefully. At the same time, I have been revising the previous draft in the past few days. I listened to the opinions of many friends, and they all said that it looks good, but it can be better. Then change it.

In terms of the character of the main character, I made reinforcements. Then write from the perspective of the protagonist. Such a book will look better.

I think I'm really serious. Very flattering to tell you a story. So, please recommend the ticket support.