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The whole plain of Brakaton was burning, and the place where the flames raged most fiercely must have been the border town of Cessem, which was the Elassians. If you like it, you can get it

Three days earlier, when the Supreme Commander of Erathia, Ryan Geffenhardt, led a thousand holy knights of his personal guard to cut through the barbarian army, came to the barbarian leader Tanan and asked him for a duel between kings, Tanan's reply was a cold refusal and a hundred magical mages who had been hiding in the Chinese camp.

This is the ultimate hole card he has been hiding.

Compared to the ferocity of the ghost beasts, these magical mages who have lived in seclusion in the depths of the mountains and forests for generations to experience the laws of heaven and earth are undoubtedly more rare, although it is not known how Tanan used to obtain their help, but when these terrifying mages who each specialized in the four systems of magic appeared on the battlefield, the Erathians ushered in the most terrible nightmare.

Spells enveloped the battlefield, and when combined with the spells cast by the Cursed Armor before, a Holy Knight could be even less powerful than a valiant crusader, while the Barbarian armies were blessed with almost all the buffs.

With Attack Boost, Holy Spirit Blessing, Bloodthirsty Thaumaturgy, and Protective Shields, even an ordinary ogre is as brave as a Cyclops King.

The magical support that the Erathians have always been proud of is gone, and the power bonus that the Prayer Magic has brought to the Erathian army is quickly departing from them with dozens of magical mages casting exorcisms**, and the morale, lethality, and speed of the Barbarian army have all reached an unprecedented peak.

Under the advantages of one and the other, the results of the battle are naturally self-evident.

To the despair of the Erathians even more, when the Lich Dragon's attack was blocked by His Majesty Ryan, it turned to attack the illumination orb in the sky, and finally the last star in the sky fell under the ravages of the cloud of death, and the entire Brakaton Plain was suddenly plunged into endless darkness.

The night battle, which the Erathians are the least good at and the barbarians are best at, kicked off on the premise of this absolute disadvantage.

Knights fell from their horses, spears broke, and crossbowmen fired iron arrows that left only a faint white spot on the orc armor blessed with body protection stones, while the Crusader's swords and griffon's claws were covered with rust under the curse of the curse, and with each swing with all their might, only their own weapons and tiger jaws were broken.

When the Lich Dragon had exhausted all of its magic, it erupted with black flames that swept through its mouth, and its obscuring bone wings fully unfurled, joining the group that besieged the Holy Archangel with the ghostly behemoths.

With the addition of the Lich Dragon, the sky is no longer the absolute control of the Holy Angels, although there is only one, but the Holy Angel who has endured too many cursed spells has also become powerless, and the dozen or so flaming swords slashed at the Lich Dragon, which can only cut some fragments of bone powder, and the bloodsucking effect that can provide them with combat continuity is completely ineffective against the Lich Dragon, because it doesn't even have blood.

And every time the Holy Angel was sprayed by the black breath of the Lich Dragon, the gray-white claws on the ground would leap into the air, leaving a terrifying bloody wound on them.

However, just as Ryan felt that the scales of war had been tilted in favor of the barbarians, and was about to order the entire army to retreat to Chetham Castle, a rush of fire destroyed all his hopes.

Chetsom burned.

The white-rimmed and gold-encrusted griffon banner that originally stood at the top of the castle was slashed down from the wall along with the flagpole, replaced by ugly skulls, zombies, ghosts floating in the sky, and the necromantic legion of the Lich Sandru with green fire burning in their eyes.

Widnina, Elson, Catheret, Gru, and a black knight wrapped in heavy black armor appeared in a row at the door of Chetham Castle, and the black knight's eyes seemed to flash with a look of sadness and struggle when they looked at the defeated Elasia army in the distance, but it was only half a second before they regained their cold appearance.

A few months ago, when they abandoned Hammondal, they did not return to the territory of Tiga, but went directly south into the territory of Erathia, and the army of tens of thousands of people quietly crossed the border sounding like a fantasy, but with the help of Rod Hart, the plan still became real, and the cost was the destruction of all the villages and towns along the way, and the lives of tens of thousands of innocent people.

Of course, in return, Gru and Elson also provided him with practical support during the subsequent coup d'état of Rodhart, and if it weren't for Gru's successive arrows to kill all the Praetorian Guard commanders and deputy commanders guarding the royal city, it would be a question of whether Rodhart would be able to break through the palace gates.

After that, they went all the way south, although they had the cover of Rodhardt, but it was not so easy to really hide from the world, fortunately, Sandru did not mean to urge, he gave a very lenient time, as long as it came at the time of the decisive battle, even if it was missed, it didn't matter.

So when the boundless legions of the undead appeared behind Chesem three months later, there was an almost defenseless city in front of them, all the armies were fighting the barbarians on the plains, and there were only a few old pawns scattered on the walls, and these old pawns were reduced to rotting corpses without even seeing the appearance of the enemy.

This border city, which the Erathians have guarded for months with countless blood, has fallen in such a ridiculous way, and the sharpest knife always comes from the back, which is why the old people often say to be careful of the scorpions that crawl out of it.

"Your Majesty, order the withdrawal of the army and break through the siege! Climb to the right over the Steelak Mountains, and then cross the September River, and you will be able to return to the royal capital in only a month, and then mobilize the strength of the whole country to fight to the death against the barbarians, and I will lead the Crusaders to break the rear for you!"

Sosa, whose face was covered in blood, suddenly appeared at Ryan's side, her own standard longsword had long since collapsed, and now she was holding a chain hammer snatched from an unknown barbarian, and the red blood kept flowing down her forehead and armor to the ground, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy's or her own.

"Hey!"

Ryan looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, the war has been going on so far, even the most ordinary soldier can feel that the general situation has passed, how could he not know as a veteran who has been killed on horseback for many years.

Just a bell ago, he led the Holy Knights to cut through the barbarians' Chinese army array, and just a bell later, the Erathia army he led showed a rush of defeat, and the gap was by no means a simple shame for a commander.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing that Ryan didn't react, Sosa couldn't help but urge again, every second of this kind of moment is the death of countless warriors, and His Majesty the King has never been an indecisive person on the battlefield.

"Break through, you will lead the Crusaders as the vanguard, and order Morris to lead the Holy Knights Left Battalion Escort Priesthood and Archbishop Ronis to follow closely behind, and the whole army will break through to the Steelac Mountains!

Ryan gave the order.

"Yes!"

Sosa was about to turn around and give the order, when he suddenly turned back sharply.

"Your Majesty, who will break the queen?"

"Alone with the Holy Knights, the right battalion will be cut off for you. Ryan replied without sorrow or joy, and then pulled down the cold armor again.

"Your Majesty!!"

At this sound, Sosa almost burst his heart.

"Go, my mistakes will naturally be borne by me, I am old, the future Erathia belongs to you young people, remember my lesson, don't let Erathia's military flag be disgraced again. ”

After saying this, Ryan, who was only nearly fifty years old and upright in his prime, had a sense of heroic desolation on his body, and before Sosa could persuade him again, he had gently inserted the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard at his waist, and after receiving the heavy cavalry spear handed by the knight of the guard, he pulled the reins of his horse with force, and the heavily armored war horse directly neighed and stood up.

"For Erathia!"

Ryan let out a roar that shook the night sky, and then rushed towards the barbarian army in front of him.

In the east, one of the brightest morning stars broke through the shackles of darkness and suddenly hung above the sky, but was soon drowned behind the canopy by the heavy dark clouds that flew in.

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