He told the others that if they threw away all the weight on their bodies, they would be able to run as fast or even faster than the Templars, and that if they followed the brave knights, they wouldn't have to fight the werewolves at all, so what was the use of this armor, and that by following them closely, they would also be able to provide the knights with the most timely treatment, minimizing the chance of attrition, which would save more chips for the rest of the battle. But if they continue to run like this, perhaps what awaits them is the corpses along the way, and the south gate where the werewolves open the floodgates like water.

After saying that, he didn't care about the reaction of the others, and threw the big sword behind his back to the ground first, letting it gradually move away with his own running.

"What if you encounter a small group of werewolves!" a voice asked.

But before Gran could reply, the tall Templar beside him shouted, "Are you supposed to be an ornament?!"

Gran smiled, he took off his helmet and threw it behind him, but to the surprise was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and he didn't have to turn his head to see that this group of rebels who had never worn armor in the city were now like him, running and disassembling the iron plates on their bodies in an awkward position.

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The commander of the heavy infantry was Sam Wood, who, after the Templars left, directed his soldiers towards the east gate, and with the blessing of courage, Sam took the lead and began to run.

Lance Flower is also a member of the heavy infantry, although there are many grievances and reluctances in his heart for the loss of the rank of commander to his head, but now he is in the queue, and he has to obey the command. However, he did not give up hope in his heart, and when the gods did not cast the light of their favor on him, he intended to give his heart to the devil.

This is a fierce battle, although because it happened very suddenly, the family did not collect any information, but when he saw the Kuroshio blocked outside the inner city gate, with no end in sight, he knew that this was a battle that no one could guarantee life and death, from the moment they walked out of the city gate, their lives were tied to those ignorant civilians, either sweeping away the werewolves in the outer city and driving them out completely, or the werewolves filled the inner city and trampled on everyone's corpses and roared.

He had the opportunity to withdraw, and with his status and his family, as long as he asked Lord Finn, he would change into the costume of a longbowman and stand on the city wall to avoid the center of this fierce battle.

But no, if that's the case, although I can save my life, but I also completely block my way forward.

The queue had completely detached itself from the chaotic crowd and began to speed up towards the east gate, Lance looked sideways at the knight array in the distance, they seemed to have collided with the werewolves, there was a continuous dull crashing sound, at this distance, from time to time, some humanoid creatures could be seen being picked up by the cavalry lance, passing above the cavalry array, and when they were about to descend, they were stabbed by the cavalry spear below, and fell to the ground with blood. The cavalry array ran over, leaving behind corpses, white were war horses and humans, gray and black were those beasts, and the most red was their blended souls.

Originally, the position of commander, after the operation of the family, has been determined to be himself, and Sam Wood is not comparable to himself in terms of seniority or family, and the reason why it has become like this is because Lord Corovoz named Sam in front of Lord Finn.

Glancing at the pile of flesh again, right here, he still had the only chance, which should also be Sam's doom, he withdrew his sinister gaze and glanced at the heavy infantry commander who was approaching him. Then he found out......

Hell, he was smiling at me!

Lance was stunned for a moment, and then a rootless fire rose in his heart.

you! No matter how gentle it is, it's a mockery!

In his eyes, the commander smiled and slowly pulled out his long sword, raising it vertically above his head, which made him wonder in his heart, what was he going to do?

"Attention all!!" Sam shouted.

"Roar!" the soldiers replied loudly, including Lance, who didn't know why.

"Take the sword as the dividing line!Soldier on the right, remove the armor and remove the shield!!" After shouting, Sam threw away the shield on his back, took off his helmet, and was disassembling the heavy plate armor on his body.

On the right side of the sword?Lance subconsciously distinguished, he was just on his left side, what was this for? He looked at Sam puzzled, but found that he was jumping and removing his leg armor, and kept looking in the direction of the south gate, Lance also looked in that direction, only to see in the distance, more than a dozen church people with their backs to them, quickly shrinking within their line of sight. The wind lifted the robes on their bodies.

The heavy infantry is basically composed of low-level nobles, or distant relatives of nobles, although the status is not as good as that of knights, but the quality is also high, under Sam's leadership and demonstration, they all began to carry out the commander's orders, leaving only a long sword and lining, even if a few people whispered questions or protests, they were drowned in the sound of heavy objects.

But when Sam raised his sword again, the answer that came to their minds was finally clear from the commander's mouth.

"Take control of the East Gate one step ahead, the better our hope of driving those beasts out!

"Now, those without armor, follow me!! roar !!"

Sam roared hoarsely, the blood vessels in his neck bulging from the roots, and the soldiers seemed to be infected by his emotions and responded to him loudly.

"Roar!!"

Then, under Lance's bewildered gaze, the [enemy], who had rushed to his death, turned his smiling square face to him again.

"Lance!"

The sound of "......" shook Lance's ears to the buzz.

"Sir Lance!"

"I'm a soldier!" Lance faintly sensed something, which made him feel very uncomfortable, as if he had taken a breath and hit the door, only to find that the enemy did not exist.

"They'll be handed over to you!"

Lance didn't have to look back, he knew what Sam's hand was pointing, and in the neat [clang] sound, every word of communication had to be shouted out loudly, but this sentence, Lance felt very loud, and it shook him with a layer of skin pimples.

"Yes, Lord Sam!"

......

Looking at the figures who were only wearing undershirts and carrying a long sword and gradually moving away, he slowly put away his fists full of strength.

"Attention everyone!!" Lance roared, following Sam's example.

"Roar!"

"Follow me!!"

"Roar!!