"Damn it, Lance of the Stoke family, did you bring such a few people!" came the Count's angry roar in the distance.

The soldiers under his command were almost overwhelmed, and the Misty Mountain people were clinging to the formation, and the speed of retreat could not match the charge in any case.

Even the Rangers' two bags of quiver were almost empty, and they had already assembled under the command of their captain, drawing their two-handed swords behind their backs and preparing for melee combat.

What to do!

Should I throw the last chips?

Taking advantage of the gap in the battlefield, Lance turned his head to look behind him, and there were still two brigades of militia lurking on the small hillside not far away. His original plan was only to observe the situation first, and then consider how to rescue the Count.

But what he never expected was that after sensing that there were troops approaching, the earl didn't care whether it was an ally or an enemy coming, and he didn't hesitate to launch a desperate charge at the Misty Mountain people!

This made Lance feel a dilemma, but he had to lead the Ranger squad into battle, after all, once he sat back and watched his immediate boss die in front of him, and he ran away without doing anything, the name of coward would undoubtedly accompany him for the rest of his life.

"Woo~!"

Rans finally made up his mind about the terrible situation in front of him, and he took out a delicate horn from his bosom and blew it - it was the secret signal for sortie!

"Kill!"

Under the leadership of the two captains, the militia brigade was scattered in formation, shouting slogans in a disorderly manner and running in the direction of the battlefield. If it weren't for the blue burqa armor they wore on their uniformly knitted bodies, they would have looked basically the same as the Misty Mountain people.

"Whoosh!

At this time, the bows and arrows of the Misty Mountain people finally came into use, and seeing a rain of arrows covering the past, a wailing wounded soldier lay on the ground in an instant, and this scene made Lance look back with some unbearable eyes.

"Hold on, brothers!" the Count cut off a head with his sword, and shouted nonsense that he did not believe: "Reinforcements have arrived!

"Kill!"

"this group of Misty Mountain barbarians!"

The soldiers lacked the judgment of the situation, and in the fierce battle, several squads even broke away from the formation under the leadership of the knights, and once again launched a decisive charge.

The situation is out of control.

With the numerical superiority of the barbarians of the Misty Mountains, these warriors who tried to retreat were like a stone falling into a pond, but they only made a small splash.

"Damn!"

Lance rode his horse, still moving in the direction of the Count, but he clearly felt that the resistance to his progress was getting bigger and bigger. More and more Misty Mountain people crossed the formation, roared and surrounded from both sides, and collided with the militia brigade that came to the rescue, splitting the entire battlefield in half.

Blood is splashing, warriors are shouting!

The chaotic situation made him anxious, the militia's combat effectiveness was really limited, it was obviously impossible to count on them to change the tide of the war, and the casualties were getting bigger and bigger, he had to find a way!

"Kill!"

Lance dodged an incoming spear, and the war horse violently knocked the two Misty Mountain barbarians upside down and flew out, taking advantage of this gap, the long sword in his hand swung and accurately cut off a head.

"No, it's too weak, I want to be stronger, more powerful!" his piercing eyes fixed on the shaman in the distance, who was commanding with a scepter. Understand that this war can only end if you kill each other.

But the long front was really desperate, and the people of the Misty Mountain who had recovered from their senses were not as panicked as they had been when they had just been attacked, and their emotions gradually turned to anger.

It was like a wild boar in a cage that escaped and almost overturned the hunter, and the embarrassed and angry Misty Mountain Man whistled with unknown meaning from his mouth, and was rushing all over the mountains.

"Your Excellency!"

Behind him came Martin's shouts.

The Ranger squad had already chased after them, and there were some losses on the way, less than half of them remained, and the rest of the people were also wounded, apparently almost at the end of the crossbow.

Lance understands that if the tide of battle does not turn around, his own group and the earl will probably have to be explained here.

"Martin!Jacob!" he roared, "read with me!"

At this moment, it was no longer a matter of whether to expose or not, and the chaotic situation on the battlefield made Lance only swing his sword and pray loudly: "Great God of Nidaya, please give me strength! I will follow your will, preach your prestige, praise your greatness..."

Accompanied by the voices of the three people, a familiar fluctuation made Ye Ming, who was peeping at the screen, suddenly react, he is... Faced with the biggest workplace crisis in my career?

What to do!

The spiritual channel opened three at once, and he said that he hadn't learned too much from Naruto...

"Zero, if I only connect one of them, what will happen to the remaining two?" Ye Ming quickly communicated with the chip, and a strong emotion came from the spiritual channel, as if he was anxiously urging him.

"The detection shows that it is a one-sided energy transfer channel, and if you choose to turn it off, you will not get energy replenishment. Chip responded.

"It seems that I can only disappoint the other two..."Ye Ming thought with a little pity, but then reacted: "Wait, unilaterally? That is..."

He thought of a possibility, and tentatively opened all the spiritual links.

Sure enough, the three mysterious energies instantly passed through the spiritual channel and merged into their bodies.

This time, Ye Ming was not possessed by anyone, and the energy was naturally not consumed, he knew through chip statistics that he had harvested a total of 7 points of energy this time!

Three of those points were provided by Reims, while Martin and Jacob each had two points.

"Isn't the energy that can be obtained each time fixed? Compared to the other two, the difference between Lance seems to have been possessed by me once, and the energy he provided at the beginning is no different from the two of them, that is to say..."Ye Ming thought in his mind, he felt that the anxiety coming from the spiritual channel was getting stronger and stronger, so he tentatively separated the two points of energy and fed them back to the spiritual channel of Martin and Jacob to verify another conjecture.

"Bell!"

Successfully parrying a brute's counterattack, the horse's speed had to slow down, and Lance understood what this meant in the chaos of the enemy crowd.

He was shrouded in despair at the moment, and it was clear that the spiritual channel to communicate with the god of Nidaya had been established, but why didn't he get a response for a long time?

"Am I given up by Him?" Lance mused.

"Your Excellency!"

Behind him came the excited and joyful cries of Martin and Jacob, and he turned his head to look.

A dazzling holy light lit up on the two of them!

In the surprised eyes of the remaining cavalry, the two who were originally struggling to hold on suddenly burst out with amazing combat power, rushing left and right to fight a bloody way and converge towards Reims.

"Hahaha! I feel like I'm overwhelmed right now!" Jacob laughed arrogantly, slicing a Misty Mountain warrior in half with his broadsword, spilling his internal organs and intestines all over the ground.

Obviously, after shooting two quivers in the air before, he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his sword, but after bathing in the holy light, he felt very relaxed now?

And not only that, he was surprised to find that even the previous injuries on his body seemed to be healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the numbness was unpleasant.

"Death, damned brute!" Jacob proclaimed triumphantly, "We are Templars!

This made the two of them instantly the focus of the battlefield, and no one even noticed Lance's brief loss of consciousness.

His feeling at the moment is really a bit difficult to describe, barely bitter mixed with a little jealousy.

"Why?"

For a moment, Lance felt abandoned, and at this moment he realized that the god of Nidaya was not a tool that he could play with, and that he was the weaker side in between.

Although he didn't want to admit it, it seems that he had always used Ndaya as a springboard to achieve some of his goals, lacking the fear of God.

He called himself the Son of God, built the temple of God, and used his power with the right ideas but with a guard...

Lance saw himself as a punishment for being disrespectful.

"Great God Nidaya, I beg your forgiveness for my ignorance, and I sincerely repent to you..."

Thinking so, he turned over and dismounted in the midst of a crowd of enemies, and threw himself into it, as he had prayed for the first time, unafraid of the impending blade of the axe.

"Damn! Is this guy crazy?" Ye Ming couldn't guess that his chief believer actually had a fragile glass heart, he was taken aback by Lance's behavior, but he was a little slower, could he use it to die or live...

However, Lance's behavior brought him a small surprise.

"And even the energy supply?"

Ye Ming noticed that his body shape that had shrunk due to the separation of two points of energy had recovered, but the current situation couldn't help him think too much, and the stream of consciousness decisively took over control of Lance's body along the spiritual channel.

"I'm so tired..."

When he opened his eyes, he felt the exhaustion in his body hit him like a tidal wave, and his feet couldn't help but go limp, and he fell to the cold snow.

It seems that Lance has indeed reached the limit, Ye Ming was almost hit by the Misty Mountain warriors who came to pick up the leak, he swung his sword and cut off a head with some annoyance, and after jumping back on the war horse, he tentatively pulled up the divine power of his body.

In an instant, another holy light descended!

The Misty Mountain warriors who had originally surrounded them were suddenly frightened and took a few steps back, this holy light was much thicker than the previous two!

This kind of transcendent power was unsettling, after all, the two self-proclaimed Templar beings were so powerful that they were still killing tirelessly.

What about the one in front of you?

It took a long time for these Misty Mountain warriors to muster up their courage and cautiously try to get closer.