The pikemen pushed towards the last knights with neat steps, and when they passed the place where the knights were on the ground, they drew their short knives and cut their unprotected necks, and the knights who couldn't believe it shouted insults or reaffirmed their nobility, but Fan Ming did not accept it.

The pikemen, advancing from both sides of the valley, carried the remaining less than fifty knights* into the corner, and by this time Prince Starma, under the protection of the knights, had turned pale with fright.

At this moment one of the prince's servants saw the inevitable defeat of the battle, and the knight's honor reminded him of his duty now, and he commanded in a loud voice: "It is time for us to be loyal to the kingdom!

This is a good idea, but it also means that the person who dismounts will not be returned.

But the knight's honor made them duty-bound, and the knights except the prince did not hesitate to dismount and fight, and they surrounded the prince in the middle, and rushed towards the exit in a dense array of guns.

Sure enough, the spears had almost no effect on the armor on the knights, but the long swords in the hands of the knights kept cutting off the spears, slashing and killing the spearmen, and suddenly, they actually killed a bloody path.

The pikemen could no longer stop them, and gradually lost their support, Fan Ming saw this scene, and his heart was anxious, and he immediately ordered the pikemen to retreat and personally support them with heavy armor.

A medieval battlefield 'tank' is staged in this small valley

With the arrival of the heavy armor team, the knights who had already rushed to the mountain pass were once again blocked, and the armor of both sides was armor against armor. Mo sword against knight sword, like two teams of crazy beasts, smashing each other's armor. The sturdy armor began to be smashed and deformed, torn, and people on both sides were constantly being slashed and killed, but the soldiers around them could not help in any way, this was a real strong confrontation, compared to skill and bravery.

The two sides fought for more than a dozen rounds, but the knight was a knight after all. Since he was a child, he has been trained in orthodox swordsmanship, and he does murderous work, although the heavy armor team under Fan Ming was formerly a mercenary. is also engaged in killing people, but after all, he has not been trained since he was a child, even if he has an absolute advantage in numbers, but after a long time. It shows weakness. Gradually, it began to lose its support.

Fan Ming rushed to the front. He split a knight who was about to sneak up on him in half with a single sword, and his armor couldn't stop his terrifying power, let alone the sharp Mo knife in his hand.

Seeing the heavy armor soldiers who were gradually showing disadvantage, Fan Ming began to feel the horror of the knights, that combat power was by no means covered! He had mixed feelings, if he continued like this, even if he killed these people. You will also lose a lot of money.

You must know that these heavy armor soldiers are the elite of Fan Ming. It is also his only family background.

At this moment, with a 'bang', the Mo sword in the hand of a heavy armored soldier collided with the knight's sword in the hand of a knight, and the knight's sword was cut in half by the solid Mo knife because it took too long, and the Mo knife was unscathed.

Fan Ming was overjoyed! The advantages of the Mo Dao were finally manifested at this time, "Brothers, cut their swords!"

At the sound of the order, the heavy armor soldiers realized that instead of slashing at the knights, they slashed at their swords.

As a result, more and more swords were cut off, without swords and speed, the knights could only be slaughtered, and the war gradually fell one-sided, from the precarious situation just now, to the current unilateral slaughter.

Knife by knife tore the knights' armor apart, and then, like the claws of demons, pulled out their hearts and took their lives.

"How can this be! these devils!" The knight who led the charge just now was shocked by this scene, he didn't expect to die here today! Died at the hands of a group of bandits, looking back at the prince who had been paralyzed by fright, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loneliness in his heart.

"Warriors of Svadia, now there is no choice, let us repay the honor that the king has given us with our lives!" The knighthood made his bravery and loyalty burst out, and in this moment of mortality, he could still think of his own king, which can be described as loyalty.

The knights, who had lost their blades, leaned close to each other and surrounded the prince: "Prince, we will escort you and rush out!"

Under the protection of the knights, the prince rode his horse and gradually protruded to the periphery, and the heavy armor soldiers waved their knives and slashed the knights, they tore the knights' armor, and even cut off the knights' arms, and chopped the knights' unarmored bodies with a knife, and blood gushed out.

But the knights remained unmoved, and no matter how many wounds he suffered, as long as he was not dead and still breathed, they continued to block the prince's side, escorting him out.

The entire battlefield has been filled with blood, the silver-white armor has been dyed crimson, the hands of the heavy armor soldiers wielding the Mo knife have been numb, even the sharp Mo knife has begun to appear because of the long time of chopping, and there are constantly knights who have fallen because of the many knives, and everyone who has fallen is a blur of flesh and blood that has been cut, but the remaining knights are still tightly guarding the prince, unable to get close to him, they gushed blood and moved towards the mountain pass with difficulty.

Finally, escorted by a dozen knights, they came to the mountain pass, and the leading knight smiled with difficulty, "It's done, the prince is leaving!" He slapped the prince's tail fiercely, and the horse rose in fright.

Fan Ming saw that the situation was wrong, and with a quick leap, the three helmeted heads fell to the ground, and then quickly returned the knife and slashed at the horse that was about to escape.

Seeing that he was about to split the horse's tail, but at this moment, Hu jumped forward from the knight's body, just in front of him, the Mo knife did not enter his body, and the blood gushing out splashed Fan Ming's body, and at this moment, the horse also raised its hooves, and the spears of the spearmen were all broken, and they could not be stopped by the short knife. And the archers were afraid of accidental injury and failed to release the arrows.

Watching the horse pass the spearmen away, Fan Ming's heart was cold, his eyes turned from fiery to hateful, he pulled out the Mo knife that had entered the knight's body, and then swung it madly at the remaining knights.

"Fuck them!" he roared as he slashed at the remaining knights, who had become the object of Fan Ming's venting, and were gradually chopped into minced meat by his slash. When the heavy armored soldiers saw Fan Ming, who seemed to be crazy, they didn't dare to approach, and stood aside to watch this bloody scene.

Until Fan Ming weakly inserted the Mo knife into a pool of blood, and knelt on the ground with blood, "Lord, are you fucking playing with me!"

Sorrenburg.

After the war, the blood in the air gradually dissipated, the corpses were buried, and the blood stains were washed away by the rain and mud, but the memory deeply touched the survivors, and the bloody scene was deeply rooted in their minds, telling them that this was the real war, and what brought this army was not the number of casualties and the number of booty, but growth!

It was already dawn when they returned to the castle, and the villagers around the castle had gathered to talk about their lives, for them, the war was about their lives, but they believed in their lord, and they believed that the Lord would bless their saint Vanming!

At this moment, a melodious horn sounded in the distance, and the villagers looked towards it.

In the distance, forest-like spears (broken) marched in orderly steps, followed by elite hoplites, and finally archers and peasants.

The whole army was solemn and solemn, without any noise, unified but not delicate, arrogant but full of murderous spirit.

At the moment when Fan Ming approached the castle with the army, I don't know who was the first to take the lead, and then the applause roared, and the villagers looked excitedly at this army, this army that protected them! The people kept shouting heroes and good deeds! And the soldiers also proudly puffed up their chests and strode towards their homes......

After a spontaneous welcome ceremony, Van Ming disbanded the army and returned to his bedroom in the castle with a face full of exhaustion and melancholy.

Jamila jumped up and down, looking very happy, "Fan! we won! I knew you would win!"

"I'm tired, go back," Fan Ming dragged his tired voice, "Ao, why are you unhappy?

Jamila looked at the loss on Fan Ming's face and asked puzzled.

Although she knew about Fan Ming, she didn't know that what Fan Ming met this time was the black-helmeted knight, the enemy who hated him to the core. So I don't understand why Fan Ming is lonely.

Fan Ming did not answer, but stood quietly, looking out the window at the gradually brightening sky. After a while, I heard his hoarse voice, "It's him! That damn Svadia noble! They called him prince, and this time, they let him escape again, just a little, just a little."

Seeing Fan Ming crying like a child, Jamila was a little moved, she knew how much she longed for revenge for Fan Ming, but watching the opportunity slip away in her hands again and again, how could she not be lonely.

She hugged Fan Ming's back, pressed her face tightly against his back, listened to his sobs but didn't know what to say, just hugged quietly until the sun had risen. Life is reinvigorated from dormancy.

"Jamila, I know what you think in your heart, but please wait for me, I'll give you an explanation when I slash that damn bastard! Jamila looked at the handsome Oriental face and couldn't help but fall in love with it, "Yes, as long as I can see you, even if I'm just a maid, I'm willing!" (To be continued......)