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Many of the servants of the gods who are being slaughtered are innocent. Perhaps a few months ago, one of them was a servant of a god in a small town on the southern plains, the kind of good person who distributed divine bottles of water to the people free of charge and adhered to his beliefs.

The soldiers who were slaughtering the servants of the gods had said goodbye to their lovers only an hour before, and perhaps they had been a herdsman in Sibi a year ago.

They don't have a choice, they all have what they want to protect.

Victor is now red-eyed, and as a level 5 melee professional, his strength is among the best in the entire battle behind enemy lines. The sharp sword in his hand and the fighting qi he inspired, like the scythe of death, constantly harvested the divine servants in front of him.

Fortunately, the strong men of the Holy See have rushed to the front line, and the strong men led by Sibi are tough. The two Holy See powerhouses guarding the side of the Divine Servant both had ninth-level strength, and for the Great Water Dragon, they could easily deal with them without the help of the dark horse...... In fact, the dark horse only has the strength of level seven, and if you go to help the big water dragon, you may have to help.

The big water dragon's heart is probably also desperate, he was tricked by Su Peel to Hogwarts as a handyman, and he has to be called back and forth by little Emma every day, and now he has to take thousands of people to go behind enemy lines alone. The big water dragon swore that it would fly away if something went wrong, and it would never break the dragon vein......

In less than half an hour, the servants in front of him were all killed, and the Knights Templar in the distance also rushed to exterminate them.

Victor felt exhausted, although he retained a lot of fighting energy, but the number of divine servants was more than ten times that of his side, so it took a lot of physical strength to just lift the sword and stab it.

The crowd was centered around the banner of Sibi and constantly resisted the onslaught of the Templars.

There is still one person alive, and the banner of Sibi cannot fall!

The black horse god and several Templars stood in a group, and the Templars dismounted. Because they were in battle, these uncombative Templars would have a hard time fighting on horseback.

dismounted, which greatly increased the possibility of survival for thousands of people.

Victor knocked down another Templar who was about to jump off his horse, and he couldn't help but laugh at the Templar horses: these Templar horses were too bad for the Witch Knights under Commander Emma. The Holy See was also embarrassed to say that their horses were the best horses in the whole of Crotty, except for the Iron Riders of the Reinhardt family.

Sibi Ling, it's really powerful!

If...... If Sibi Ling can win this battle, Sibi Ling will definitely become the most powerful territory in the future!

During these two years, Victor lived in Sibi Territory, where he witnessed the changes in Sibi City. The speed of rapid economic development can no longer be described as "thriving", it is completely the speed at which a broom is lifted into the air.

Not economically, but politically and culturally, Victor saw such a "democratic" territory for the first time. The word democracy was also proposed by Justice Hongling, yo, don't say it, Justice Hongling is really a cute and cute girl, and I don't know why such a simple and lovely girl has the most powerful underground force in the whole of Crotty.

Victor believes that as long as Sibi Ling can win this battle, the whole of Crotty will become richer and stronger under Sibi Ling's influence. Prosperity and strength do not only refer to economic prosperity, but also ideological and other aspects of prosperity.

There are many people like Victor, and the creed that Sibiling adheres to has become a faith. At least the more than 1,000 people present here have this kind of faith. The new faith clashes with the tattered old faith of the Holy See, and when the old faith is stronger, every member of the Witch Knights will choose to use their blood to cleanse the path to humanism and light up the light of humanity!

The war lasted for a day and a night, and the next morning was approaching.

Victor felt like he couldn't lift his hands heavily. A steady stream of Templars rushed towards the remaining hundred.

The reason why thousands of people can hold on for so long may be because of the big water dragon. This big water dragon has already stepped into the holy step with half a foot, and in the face of a steady stream of enemies, it did not choose to fly away, but chose to fight with everyone and the dark horse male god until the last drop of blood was shed.

One of the wings of the water dragon was severed, and it could no longer fly. Because the target was too large, it became the object of the main attack, and its combat effectiveness dropped sharply.

The decline in the combat effectiveness of the big water dragon means that the pressure on the remnants has increased suddenly.

Fortunately, because it was night, the soldiers gathered in a circle to guard the flag of Sibi Ling, and in this case they could recognize who was their own and who was not. The Templars were so chaotic that the soldiers were able to hold out for so long despite the water dragon's serious injuries.

The dawn of dawn is dawning.

For these hundred soldiers, the dawn now does not represent hope, but a nightmare.

As long as the sky is completely bright, it will be their time of death.

From time to time, the witches flew through the sky and did not know how many bombings were carried out.

Victor saw Aidan and her companions fly over his head countless times, each time risking being shot down, throwing explosives into the Templars' array with precision.

I don't know what the frontal battlefield looks like now, the frontal battlefield on the part of the Holy See is led by the Seventh Regiment of the Knights Templar, which is the most terrifying force of the Holy See. The soldiers of the Seventh Regiment were all at level 5 or above, and if Victor entered the Seventh Regiment of the Templar Order, he would only be a small soldier.

The frontal battlefield is under a hundred times more difficult pressure than here!

The Dark Horse Commander was also injured, and Victor held the Dark Horse who had been stabbed in the shoulder, "Lord Commander, are you okay?"

"Victor?" Dark Horse clearly remembered the captain of the squad who had "Guilty about his sister" written on the original application.

"Yes, sir. ”

"You're still alive!"

"Yes, sir!"

Victor smiled bitterly, the phrase "are you still alive" was not a mockery at all, but a compliment.

"We may not live long!" said Dark Horse slashed another Templar with his fighting spirit, "but as long as we have one person alive, the banner of Sibi cannot fall!"

With that, the dark horse rushed out again, and Victor followed closely behind.

The sun was gradually shining on Victor's face, and the sky had already begun to lighten.

may be because by the side of the dark horse, Victor himself also has some strength, and he has been saving his life. The colleagues around him fell one after another, and as far as the eye could see, Victor could only see that he still had the leader of the dark horse, and the big water dragon that was already dying.

He and the black horse stood back to back, beside the banner of the Sibi leader.

"Victor. ”

"In!"

"I don't know if we can fulfill your wish, and I don't know what happened to the frontal battlefield. There was a hint of desolation in the dark horse's voice.

"Even if the entire army of Sibi is destroyed, all of us will be worthy of it. When we have fallen, there will be thousands of Sirles who will stand up again, and the splendor of humanity and the idea that all men are created equal will eventually shine in the sky above Crotty. ”

"Hahaha, Victor, do you still have the strength?"

"I can cut a few more dog thieves!"

"Good!" the dark horse laughed loudly, "Then we will cut more than whom." ”

The sound of the horn resounded in the sky.

Victor looked in the direction of the sun, and a black line appeared on the eastern horizon.

The black line was getting closer and closer, and it was a dense iron horse.

"The horn of the Northland, the snow subway ride of the Northland," Victor exclaimed.

The big water dragon flicked its tail vigorously on the side, throwing several Templars away, and shouted excitedly, "Prince Yeti is on the march! Charlie has come to support us with the army of the Northern Kingdom!"

The person sitting on the snow-colored snow BMW and wearing the golden armor was undoubtedly Charlie, the king of the North. The banner behind him represents the all-round strategic partner of Sibi Ling: the Ottoman coat of arms of the Far North!

"For the sake of Sibi Leader, for the sake of the Suge Commander!" Victor shouted like crazy, and the dark horse stubbornly clung to Sibi Ling's banner.