Everyone on the hillside was secretly impressed.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the Tomahawk Knights, one of the five major knights of the empire. This alone is enough to throw most of the Knights behind.

This is not the kind of work of a royal ceremonial knight.

On the battlefield, the more consistent the pace and tacit cooperation of the knights in a charging formation, the stronger the cohesion and attack power. A charge formation of this level like the Tomahawk Knights was enough to directly penetrate the charge formation of four or five ordinary knights of the same size without collapsing.

This means that the battle that follows will turn into a one-sided killing.

Soon, the frequency of the warhorse's small broken steps began to increase, and it became faster and faster. The steps also changed from small steps to medium-speed running.

At this time, the distance between the knights, who were originally shoulder to shoulder, was slightly widened. The formation has also changed from a neat horizontal row to two frontal formations that are slightly behind and protruding in the middle. That didn't disrupt the rhythm, though. Whether it is the footwork of the war horse or the undulating body of the knight, it is all uniform.

Everyone's hearts were lifted by the attack of the Tomahawk Knights.

It's getting closer.

In the blink of an eye, the Tomahawk Knights had already surpassed the middle line of the plain and approached the periphery of the battlefield. Seeing them coming on horseback, the human forces along the way tried their best to pull away in both directions. Leave the road to the central warband open.

The iron hooves are rolling and deafening.

Inside and outside the battlefield, everyone was anxiously waiting. Waiting for the loud "flat gun", waiting for the uniform hooves like war drums to finally turn into a storm, waiting for this iron stream to kill the demons and cut them apart like a hot knife cutting butter!

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

I saw the fierce left flank of the central battle group, and the old eleventh-level demon suddenly let out a sharp roar. And with a roar. The two tenth-level demons and five ninth-level demons suddenly became manic, desperately injured, and rushed into the queue of human knights.

Immediately, these seven demons blew themselves up one after another. The violent energy field expanded, and a huge ball of light swept in all directions. At least fifty or sixty knights were affected.

Just once. The queue, which was still fairly thick, was empty.

At this time, the old demon and the other two eleventh-level demons flickered, and with the cover of their companions, they had already escaped from the battle group and cut horizontally like three sharp steel knives.

Boom! Three demons shot at the same time. With a loud bang, the figures of more than a dozen knights flew out like kites with broken strings.

The tight defense line was suddenly blasted open a gap. Almost at the same time, hundreds of demons came out from behind, quickly cutting through the gap towards the center of the warband. Under their attack. The human warriors who were caught off guard could not stand at all, and could only retreat backwards in chaos.

In just a few minutes, the gap was expanded and stabilized by the demon. More demons then launched concentrated attacks in this direction.

Although the human side reacted quickly, first Simon unleashed a spell, and then the two royal paladins forcibly broke away from their respective opponents and rushed over to close the gap, regardless of their own safety, and then continued. Adolf and his knights launched a frantic counterattack in an attempt to drive the demon out.

But. It's still late.

The demon's blade was already like a sharp spear, stabbing into the protective circle of the eight Dharma gods.

Rumble!

A loud sound like a bell spread throughout the battlefield.

The two eleventh-level demons who rushed to the front did not delay even half a second, and both of them shot out, slamming fiercely on the light curtain of the magic circle wrapped in the eight magic gods.

The spherical light curtain suddenly dented a large chunk. The magic palace of the gods shook violently as if it had been hit by an earthquake. There was a look of pain on everyone's face. And Abraham, who is in the center of the circle, is even more open. A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Oops!"

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

On the small hill, Eretia clutched Susan's hand, her eyes red.

You must know that although the Nexus Circle also has a certain amount of defense. But the intensity is not high. Moreover, the light curtain that supports the defense of the circle basically relies on the host of the circle alone. This also meant that more than eighty percent of the all-out attacks of the two eleventh-level demons just now fell on Abraham alone.

No one doubted Abraham's prowess. Under normal circumstances, the two eleventh-level demons would not pose any threat to him at all. But now, he is in the process of releasing the forbidden spell, and he can't free up his hands to resist at all. If this continues, it won't be a few times before the circle collapses.

And once the circle collapsed, the magic power alone could kill Abraham. As soon as he died, several other Dharma Gods couldn't escape. Even if he is not killed by the demon, he is afraid that he will be torn to pieces in the violent heaven and earth energy. The consequences of that are unimaginable.

Eretia didn't dare to look at Abraham anymore, and instead turned her attention to the charging Tomahawk Knights.

The rapid deterioration of the situation made this knightly force, which was rushing towards the central war group at high speed, naturally become the hope in everyone's minds.

If they can get there in time, they might be able to turn the tide.

Looking over from the small hill, the Tomahawk Knights were not far from the central warband. Moreover, they had apparently discovered the changes on the left side of the warband. The three hundred heavily armored knights in front of them adjusted their direction a little as they ran, like a cutter, cutting towards the left edge of the warband.

This change made everyone can't help but applaud and their spirits are greatly invigorated.

I have to say that the Tomahawk Knights are very experienced, their eyes are very vicious, and their execution is extremely terrifying. They discovered a change in the situation of the warband in the process of charging. And in this short period of time, they automatically made adjustments without anyone giving orders.

This adjustment is very targeted.

The current striker of the Tomahawk Knights, like a shovel, shoveled sideways towards the waist of the demon queue that broke through the protective circle. As long as it penetrates this part of the demon's queue, it can cut off the demons inside and outside the protective circle.

This means that the protective ring will be closed again. And those demons who attack the combined circle will be surrounded by human knights, and there will be no way to continue. Wait until the powerhouse of the Sanctuary who is in charge of protection arrives, plus the joint attack of Adolf's troops. That doesn't necessarily mean that the situation can't be reversed.

However, at this moment, suddenly, a trumpet sounded from the small hill.

As soon as they heard the sound of the trumpet, everyone was stunned.

It wasn't a long horn to charge. The rapid and short sound of the trumpet is a retreat!

The one who gave the order. It's Stevenson!

After seeing the demon kill through the protective circle and directly attack the eight gods, Watts, Barneau Sr., and Stevenson immediately reached a consensus.

Fall back!

The demon's attack is too strong and too ruthless.

Not only did they use the cruel method of high-level demons to blow themselves up, but they also used the cruel method of high-level demons to blow up their own weapons, but the team that broke through into the protective circle was even stronger. Not only were there three eleventh-level demons leading the way, but there were also nearly a hundred tenth-level demons and hundreds of ninth-level demons.

If the Tomahawk Knights just collided headlong like this, it would probably end up in a tug-of-war instead of penetrating the opponent's array. And this location. It will immediately become the focus of contention between the two sides. The entire area will be transformed into a giant meat grinder.

At that time, not only will they not be able to save people, but they will also take the Tomahawk Knights.

The three of them wanted to pick peaches, not chestnuts from the fire. Such a risk, they are not willing to take it. Therefore, Stevenson gave the order to retreat almost immediately.

With the sound of the horn of retreat, the Tomahawk Knights, who had already rushed to less than three hundred meters away from the central battle group, were divided into left and right. Swept over the edge of the warband with a ram's horn.

They reversed back.

No one can put into words how they felt when they saw this scene. Everyone just felt that the whole person was like being drenched on the head by a basin of ice water, and they were shivering with cold.

Elethea bit her lip tightly. Mr. and Mrs. Anthony's faces were as dead as ashes. Adolf was in the middle of the fierce battle, and his eyes were black on the spot. fell off the horse, and it was Fano and the others who were guarding him who were desperate to save him.

Particularly angry were Charles and Ansel.

As a member of the Renault family, they never dreamed that their knights would one day be under the command of a traitor. Do such a shameful thing.

In fact, the Tomahawk knights who rushed to the front were only two hundred meters away from them who were fighting hard. They could see the knights' eyes very clearly.

It was a pair of eyes full of extreme humiliation, anger and unwillingness!

Be the most elite knight of the Empire. Every Tomahawk knight is the elite of the elite, a man who has been through a hundred battles.

Charles and Anse El knew these knights better than anyone else, and understood better than anyone how eager they were to fight, how desperate they were to join in the battle for the survival of the Empire, but also for glory, freedom and dignity.

However, it was also because they were Tomahawk Knights that they could not disobey Stevenson's orders.

Unconditional obedience to orders is something that every Tomahawk Knight has been strictly required and trained from the moment he joins the Order. This iron law has been engraved in their bones. It is with this that the Tomahawk Knights can prosper for a long time, and their combat effectiveness ranks among the top three.

And now, this carefully cultivated order and prohibition has made these three thousand knights a plaything in Stevenson's hands, and a capital for this traitor to fight for his own interests.

Perhaps apart from dozens of Stevenson's henchmen, the other Tomahawk Knights didn't agree with his approach. However, until Archduke Reynaud had not relieved him of his command, no one was in a position to oppose him, and no one could replace him in command of the army.

This is undoubtedly a sadness.

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"It's here. ”

Standing in the middle of the garden, looking at the huge red altar in front of them, the mercenaries had mixed feelings.

The entrance to the Blood Sacrifice Passage was suspended just above the altar. Everyone knows that by stepping over, they can get out of this nightmare place and return to the world of sunshine.

Thinking back to everything that has happened in the past few days, we all have a serious sense of unreality. Until now, they can't believe that they can survive.

At the moment, there was silence all around the altar.

The overwhelming demons were gone, and the earth-shattering sounds of fighting, screams, and roars were all gone.

It's like a dream.

In this dream, some people died, turned into blood in the blood pool of the altar. Others, on the other hand, miraculously survived and came here as victors.

Dozens of prayers and tragic battles have been engraved in everyone's memory.

Many have red eyes.

They know that when they are old, until the day they die, they will not forget this moment. I will never forget the black-haired young man who walked in front of the team.

It was he who created this miracle.

It was he who led these more than 400 people to defeat tens of thousands of demons.

It was also he who quietly saved the entire continent in this dark underground world, outside the eyes of people, where applause and cheers could not reach.

Without him, the Abyssal Demons would have rushed up to the continent, destroying everything in their field of vision.

In a few decades, or centuries, the bustling cities will be dead in ruins, the hard-cultivated rice paddies will be overgrown with weeds, life will wither, and civilizations will fall. The survivors could only live like gophers, watching the black plague slowly spread across the continent.

Hundreds of years from now, the continent of Avalon may become a lonely and dead place swallowed by its own shadow, just like those planes drifting in the long river of time and space.

The mercenaries don't know how many people will know about today's battle, and how many people will remember it.

Perhaps many people living on the mainland now do not know that they have just passed by the end of the world. Perhaps in the history books of the future, everything about today will be as secretive and little known as the taboo-like disaster 10,000 years ago.

However, everyone present will always remember.

Roy walked over to the altar.

Behind him, followed by two figures. One is the giant red demon Banksal, and the other is a moissie-looking Morton.

"Banksar. ”

In the expectant gaze of everyone, Roy turned his head to signal.

The red demon nodded respectfully and walked up to the altar, letting out a long, long howl from his mouth.

This loud sound made many female mercenaries cover their ears, only to feel that the sky was shaking. On the altar, the blood mist suddenly dispersed, and large and small gravel and dirt floated into the air with a whistling sound. The wind was howling and blowing so hard that everyone couldn't open their eyes.

However, there were happy smiles on everyone's faces.

They knew that it was an order for the demon to retreat. Regardless of the situation on the ground today, this catastrophe is over.

It's time to go home...... WeChat: ctao0202...... (To be continued.) )