When the chant sounded, there was a loud bang at the front of the defensive phalanx. Thousands of swordsmen plunged their swords upside down into the ground, then grabbed the huge spears on the heels and quickly formed a sea of black forests, constantly emitting cold and cold guns.

After witnessing what was in front of him, Aaron believed almost without doubt that if those Slovenians dared to rush in, they would surely die.

While the sea of guns in the cold sea added a layer of death to the large shield of the phalanx, the iron cavalry of the Slovenians was also rapidly approaching. Furious horses like dragons, knights in steel helmets and armor wielded heavy swords and rolled up the yellow sand, and finally the entire incoming cavalry almost turned into a blood-devouring beast with the dust, and let out a deafening roar and pounced on Aaron.

Jack, who had already fought countless battles with the Slovenians, immediately saw from the armor of one of the knights who charged at the front that this was the elite of the Slovenians, the Black Rose Knights.

"Damn, how could Black Rose pick my brigade to attack?" Jack wondered.

Jack, his lieutenant, and the priests behind him also noticed the anomaly of the attacking troops. It stands to reason that the Black Rose Knights rarely go out in person to deal with the lord's private army. What's more, he is only a brigade, and no matter the quality or size, it can be compared with the regular armies of various empires.

Fortunately, with the exception of the dozens of shadows that stayed in the distant sky, the incoming cavalry did not seem to be enough to pose a mortal threat to their newly expanded brigade.

"My lord, it seems that they don't know that our brigade is now at the level of a legion. The adjutant quickly reminded Jack in his ear.

"Hmm!" Jack nodded, not showing a look of relief on his face. After all, these are enemies with an average mid-level warrior level.

The forces on the Acura continent are divided into four levels: low, medium, high, and golden, and each level is divided into three levels according to their strength. As for the gold level, it is the legendary Sanctuary, and there are very few people who can see through it.

At the moment when the black knights of the Slovenians were less than two hundred meters away from the phalanx, and they were about to meet in close quarters, a rapid chant sounded on the inside page of the black knights' charging formation, and wisps of blood filled with a violent aura enveloped those black knights hiding under the armor.

The fear that had just been dispelled suddenly rose in the hearts of the soldiers under this violent aura, and even the veterans seemed panicked in different order. The weapons in their hands were tightened and tightened by them, the reins of the horses in the hands of the cavalry were lifted again and again, and the horses raised their hooves back and forth restlessly.

Suppressing the fear that suddenly rose in their hearts, all Alun and the others could do was to bite the people around them as much as possible, and if they were broken up by the other party for a while, they could stay with most of them from beginning to end. For this bit of common sense, Aaron, who has never been on the battlefield, summed it up from his previous brawl experience. A lone hero can't fight a group of bears. Of course, he has always considered himself a hero.

There were not many people from the attacking Black Rose Knights, only a little more than 2,000, and the leader was the commander of the second brigade in the legion, Gooden.

"Sir, our intelligence is wrong, and the other party doesn't look like the size of a private army brigade. Gooden reminded one of the officers next to him.

His eyes were indifferent to the sea of cold guns in front of him, and Gooden snorted coldly without expression: "Get on the gun!"

The four or five meter-long giant spears had been raised in unison as soon as Gooden's voice fell. Under the remnant sun, the steaming spear made the fierce steel beast grow the sharpest fangs. The giant sword in his hand fell mercilessly from the void, pointing directly at the huge defensive phalanx in front of him, and Gooden shouted, "Kill!"

"Kill—"

In response to the commander's order, each of the knights of Black Rose shouted, but there was an indescribable excitement in their shouts, and a faint blood red emanated from their eyes. Ignoring the huge forest of cold spears in front of him, the steel beast swooped forward with no relentless direction.

Keeping a close eye on the lightning in front of him, Jack's eyes flashed coldly, and the raised giant sword suddenly pointed forward, shouting, "Release!"

With his order, the knight beside him waved the command flag, and more than a thousand archers stretched their bows, set arrows, pulled strings, and then let go, and the whole set of movements was completed in one go, as smooth as flowing water. "Bang bang—whoosh—" The sound of strings and arrows breaking through the air rang out in a series of sounds, and thousands of feathered arrows converged in the air into a black and oppressive cloud, drawing a perfect arc to shoot at the enemy troops below the city. Almost in the blink of an eye, a rain of black-pressed arrows flew over the head of the Black Rose Knight, who had rushed into range, and slammed down like a storm.

The rain of arrows fell, and every time the black knight was shot off his horse by the arrows with fighting spirit, and continuous screams came from the front.

Gu Deng, who was at the forefront of the charge, saw the knights under his command being shot off his horse one by one, and his cold and ruthless eyes were full of blood, and a thick reddish-purple fighting spirit suddenly burst into the gap in the armor, and he roared angrily: "Kill-"

Under his leadership, more than a hundred elite knights gathered around him were all lucky and violent. The thick or faint purple-red fighting aura shrouded the entire charging line in the blink of an eye. The frantically running iron hooves trampled the earth mercilessly, even the bodies of the cavalrymen who had been shot off their horses, and the deafening shouts of killing made them swing their swords wildly and hold on to the huge spears. One by one, they seemed to be manipulated by some strange force to pounce on the people of Aragon who were close at hand.

The huge fighting spirit shrouded in the dense and continuous rain of arrows dissipated a lot at once. The space with a strong fighting spirit is still thick, and the space with a weak fighting spirit is blasted by those arrows that carry the fighting spirit in a few clicks. Individual arrows continued to slam mercilessly into the knights. Even though he was wearing armor, from time to time, the Black Knight was killed and injured by stray arrows that passed through the gap. There were constantly people falling with wails. However, Aaron, they can only go so far. A few rounds of arrows caused more than 100 casualties among the Black Rose Knights, and only slightly reduced their impact speed. Under the lead of the crazy Guden, this fierce and abnormal bloodthirsty beast suddenly jumped into the sea of cold light and spears.

"Bang Bang ......"

"Ah...... Ahhhhh............h

One after another, the dull sound of penetrating flesh, the sound of impact, and the sharp scream, the sound of gold and iron resonating one after another. The sea of guns is like a forest, and although the tip of the spear is hard and sharp enough, it can only rely on the opponent's incomparable impact to penetrate those low-level knights who are weak in fighting spirit. The group of mid-level elite knights around Gooden was unscathed. Under the swing of the Great Sword of Gooden, more than a hundred swordsmen with large shields and long swords in their hands were like dolls in front of this berserker. Except for a few mid-level swordsmen, most of the soldiers did not fall after a glance from him.

"Reservists, up!" shouted the adjutant.

Aaron, the recruits, also quickly trotted towards the front line under the slogan of the commanders at all levels. At the same time, under the constant chanting of the priests, various auxiliary and enhanced magic were attached to the Aragonian people along with the colorful aura that exuded the attributes of the god of war. With the blessing of magic, Aaron only felt that he was in a big state, and he was confident that even the fierce dog that Mr. Hakim had raised could now clean it up. The black knight who originally rushed into the phalanx was like a bamboo, chopping melons and vegetables like a tiger entering a flock. But with the 20,000-scale reserve soldiers, that is, Aaron, and other recruits who had just been recruited for a short time, joined the battle group, and the advance speed of the strong knights such as Gooden was obviously slowed down a lot. Amid the whistles and shouts of the commanders at all levels, groups of reservists quickly entered the battle group. It can be said that while a group of black knights slashed down hundreds of swordsmen, almost immediately more than a hundred Aragon soldiers filled the gap that had just been opened. Although many of the recruits did not have armor or weapons due to time or other reasons, at least they had a spear in their hands. The dense formation, far outnumbered by the opposing units, made it difficult for the Black Rose Knight to use its full skill power in such a narrow space.

"Archers, attack indiscriminately!" Jack gritted his teeth as he watched the fierce black knights give the order.

"Your Excellency!" the adjutant hurriedly shouted.

"Attack! they're not ordinary Slovenians, they're the Black Rose Knights!" roared Jack.

"But...... Alas, yes. The adjutant stopped talking, but finally carried out Jack's orders.

"Brush Brush Brush ...... Sizzle......"

With a strong bow and a hard crossbow, and under the rain of arrows in the sky, the originally small number of black knights instantly fell down again under such a close range of indiscriminate shots. It's just that the reserve recruits fell even more, because they had neither strong armor nor a shred of vindictive protection.

"**Damn, that damn bastard will clean him up when I get back. Is this damn piece of information a trap?How could a brigade be of this size!But, hmph, even an ambush can't stop my Knight Gooden!" Gooden cursed.

The desolate howl and the stimulating smell of blood made Gooden fierce, and his shots were even sharper and crueler. The bright silver sword brought a round of dreamlike afterimages and a whistling sound in the air. As long as the horse's hooves stepped on, there were bursts of bloody wind and blood, and limbs were thrown. In the blink of an eye, he quickly ran away with the elite knights who followed him, and rushed into the vast mountain of corpses and blood in one fell swoop, rushing towards Jack's place.

Due to the discovery of the sentry guards, and because of his large stature, Artai was appointed by Jack as the squad leader. Therefore, it is natural that Allen and Gibson are on the same team as Artey. At this moment, under the command of the non-commissioned officer commander who was higher than his rank, their squad followed behind dozens of squads step by step, preparing to fill the space gap exposed after the previous squad was annihilated.

"You two follow me, remember not to get lost. The strength is extraordinary, and Atai, who has been trained by his old father since childhood, loudly admonished the two friends around him.

Allen and Gibson Jr. didn't squeak, but both nodded vigorously in understanding.