Laughter after maniac came from the mouths of three hundred horsemen, twenty trainees, and Charlie, wielding heavy swords and roaming the camp. As for the simple fence and the broken tent, it had long since turned to powder under the horse's hooves.

"Only blood can establish the majesty of the Viscount."

"Kill".

"Kill".

"Kill".

The three hundred cavalry slaughtered the refugees who had no power to resist like a carnival. A look of enjoyment appeared on his face, and his eyes gradually began to blur.

Seeing more than 300 cavalrymen slaughtered so unscrupulously, Paul's eyes instantly turned red.

"Kill, kill these beasts". The sound seems to spread out of the abyss, making people feel like falling into an ice cave. This was the first time since he was a child that Paul had such an urge to kill.

Andre, Alberta and others were already full of anger when they saw this scene, and when they heard Paul's murderous words, they immediately did not hesitate.

A loud whistle sounded, and twenty-two pure white horses galloped from behind the tent.

Before the war horse arrived, Andre and the others jumped forward.

"Charge". An angry roar came from the mouths of Andre and eleven of his subordinates, and the fighting spirit on his body erupted.

Eleven pure white war horses suddenly accelerated, leaving behind a long phantom that caught Andre and the others in the air.

The fighting spirit spread, and a faint light appeared on the war horse when he sat down. Although there were only eleven men and eleven horses, the momentum of the charge was not inferior to that of the three hundred cavalry.

Looking at Andre who was killing with great momentum, the corners of Charlie's mouth flashed with a trace of disdain: "Kill them."

More than 300 war horses opened their hooves at the same time and collided head-on with Andre and the others.

The two sides collided hard, followed by the sound of heavy swords intersecting.

Seeing this, Alberta quickly turned on his horse and began to gallop ahead.

Charlie saw Alberta galloping towards him, and without thinking, he ordered the thirty trainee soldiers: "Kill".

Thirty trainee soldiers followed Charlie's gaze and urged their horses to meet them.

The Trainee Soldier and Alberta and the others collided violently, and a fierce battle ensued.

Looking at the two battlefields that had been divided, Paul's heart couldn't help but tighten. Although he has confidence in Andre and Alberta, he can't help but worry at this time.

"Twenty-three people, they dare to stop us without doing their best." Charlie let out a sneer at Paul.

Paul looked directly at Charlie: "The eyes of God are always here, and it seems to me that you are the ones who do not measure themselves."

"God, it seems that you are a man of deception, and in that case I will kill you today." Charlie held the heavy sword in his hand and urged the horse to kill in the direction where Paul was.

As a frail magician, he was just a lamb to the slaughter at such a short distance.

Seeing Charlie's murderous pounce, Paul's eyes not only did not have any frightened gaze, but his expression gradually became reverent: "Larry, I need your help."

As soon as he finished speaking, the angelic mark on Paul's forehead burst into a dazzling light.

When Charlie's heavy sword stabbed at Paul, he found that a light was blocking the tip of the heavy sword, making it impossible for the heavy sword to pierce in.

A two-winged angel fanned his white wings and appeared above Paul. With the gentle stirring of the wings, a little light fell under this twilight.

Thousands of refugees in a panic knelt down one by one as if they had found a home.

"Larry, the two-winged angel, at the behest of the Pope." The voice spread from Larry's mouth, and a flash of light turned into a sword floating in front of him.

"Heaven, angels". Charlie, as well as the three hundred cavalry and thirty junior warriors who were fighting, were shocked.

The ominous came to mind, and then it grew like a weed. The heavy sword in Charlie's hand could not break through the shield made of light in front of Paul, so he could only withdraw the heavy sword and watch Larry's movements with fierce eyes.

Paul looked at Charlie, then turned his gaze to the men who were fighting André and Alberta: "These are the men who have invaded the land of our lord's favor, and asked the two-winged angel Larry to destroy them, so as to proclaim the majesty of our lord to the world."

"Let the angels strike and destroy them." Some refugees who fell to their knees couldn't help but feel sad when they thought of these two raids. At this time, seeing Larry's great momentum, he immediately raised his arms and shouted.

Thousands of refugees shouted in unison, "Please kill them."

Seeing that these thousands of docile lambs waiting to be slaughtered had a tendency to turn into tigers and wolves, Charlie's face gradually turned pale. wants to make a move, but he is afraid of the angel in the sky who does not know his true strength.

"Our Lord Light and the Supreme Lord God, though he loves and pities the world, hates those who dare not resist evil. I am my lord's servant, but I cannot go against my lord's will." Larry's voice spread, pouring cold water on the refugees.

Thousands of refugees stopped their voices and looked at each other.

Paul exclaimed, "Do you not dare to rebel against the wicked?"

"It's not". Thousands of refugees subconsciously chanted in unison.

Paul looked at Charlie in front of him: "Larry, take them".

"By Pope's order". As soon as Larry's voice fell, the sword floating in front of him appeared in his hand, and then pointed at Charlie from the sky.

The light erupted towards the sword, and a sword light flew over.

Seeing the sword light flying, Charlie swung his heavy sword and slashed at the sword light, but the power of the fighting spirit above the sword light was too strong, and Charlie left a wound on his arm.

Larry appeared in front of Paul, his mind turned into an afterimage, and he slashed at Charlie with a sword in his hand.

Charlie was in a hurry, through the blow just now, Charlie knew that the strength of this angel was at least one order higher than his own. In the face of such a huge gap in strength, how dare he take it hard, and subconsciously jumped off the war horse and galloped back.

Seeing this scene, thousands of refugees suddenly had a surge of courage in their hearts, and I don't know who snorted violently, and then killed forward like a tide.

Thousands of refugees pounced like tigers and wolves, and three hundred cavalry and thirty junior warriors dared to fight hard, so they could only abandon the enemies around them one after another and quickly retreat.

Looking at Charlie and the others who fled in the wilderness, Andre and Alberta urged the war horses without thinking, and chased after thousands of refugees like a tide.

Paul looked ahead and commanded Larry, "Let Andre come back at once."

"Honorable Order". Larry flapped his wings and flew forward.

Paul looked at Larry's back and thought to him that perhaps this was the best time to establish my Lord's faith.