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At this time, behind the eldest prince's army, countless firelights flickered in the shadows, and with a command, countless fireballs shot out, turning the originally peaceful camp into chaos.

Then, faintly, the sound of a fight gradually came from behind.

Hearing this, the eldest prince's face changed: "What happened?"

At this time, a knight stepped forward: "Your Highness, outside the city, our garrison troops have been attacked by the enemy!"

"How many people are here?" he looked at the knight in front of him, his face a little gloomy.

"At least three thousand!" said the knight, resolutely, with an affirmative tone.

Suddenly, the audience was shocked.

"Who is here, and still three thousand people can be gathered?" said one of the knights, puzzled.

"Now is not the time to take care of this!" the eldest prince looked down and said, "Immediately let the people from outside the city withdraw into the city, and then close the city gates, and leave the outside alone!"

The knight answered, but at that moment another man hurried in, his face anxious.

"Oh no, our army outside the city has been routed!"

"What!" Suddenly, the audience was shocked.

Over there, Artis watched the scattered army in front of him, charging through it with his own guards.

Because of the siege of the inner city before, most of the troops outside the city were the armies of some lords, and there were some forcibly conscripted militiamen and people, and there were very few knights who really belonged to the strong fighting force.

In addition, the battle lasted for days, many warriors were already exhausted, and even the fighting will of these lords was not resolute, and at this time, they were raided by Artis and directly dispersed.

Even, after Artis persuaded to surrender, a large number of people suddenly surrendered.

So, after the eldest prince and others climbed the city wall, they saw such a scene.

Nearly 10,000 people fought fiercely under the city walls, and one by one the knights were defeated by the warriors wearing rattan armor and carrying brilliance, and then the entire position was completely routed and fled in all directions.

"This, thousands of knights, how is it possible!" beside the eldest prince, one of them exclaimed, with disbelief in his eyes.

They couldn't tell the difference between the orderly warrior below him and the average knight. In their eyes, these warriors were powerful, dressed in sturdy and light rattan armor, and each of them was no less powerful than a knight's servant, and all of them were knights.

The eldest prince looked up, and at this time, on the side of Artis, a flag gradually rose.

It was a blue and purple banner with a large tree and a crown on it, and it looked very strange.

"What kind of flag is this?" he wondered, puzzled by the sudden arrival of the enemy.

"Your Highness, this banner does not seem to be the nobility of our country, but the flag of another country. "Below, a knight's path.

"What!" the eldest prince was shocked, but in the face of the already rotten situation below, he couldn't help but blush, and said, "Order to go down, close the city gate, and don't let anyone in!"

"Now, Your Highness, our knight is still outside!" the knight said hesitantly.

"I say, shut the gates!" the eldest prince turned, his face gloomy and terrible.

Seeing the eldest prince like this, the knight did not dare to hesitate any longer, and went down.

So, in the desperate eyes of the warriors outside the city, in front of him, the gates of Brook City slowly closed.

"No!"

"Your Highness, let me in!"

Bursts of desperate cries came from outside, with supplication, with pain.

Seeing these voices, beside the eldest prince, everyone had some unbearability in their eyes, but they just looked at the figure of the eldest prince who was always standing, and they didn't dare to interject.

So, in their desperate eyes, the troops in the rear mercilessly pressed up and crushed these stragglers.

Seeing this scene, suddenly, many lords who were originally coerced by the eldest prince no longer hesitated, gritted their teeth and chose to surrender.

"Bazel, let those who surrender drop their weapons and escort them to the other side!"

A voice rang out in place, and Artis looked at the current situation and looked up at the city walls.

In his field of vision, at this moment, the original Dasheng's black-gold qi luck was suppressed, and an ancient tree condensed, suppressing it fiercely.

And inside, a little bit of red or gold luck began to flicker, faintly echoing the ancient tree.

Suddenly, he sneered.

At this time in the city, figures shuttled among them.

It was a handsome young man, wearing armor at this time.

If the eldest prince and the second prince were here at this time, they would definitely be able to recognize this person as Kekus, who had come to worship and heal the king. At this time, he was walking in an uninhabited alley, and he no longer had the personable gentlemanly demeanor before, but the armor on his body was stained with blood, and at the same time, his divine power fluctuated faintly, and it was also a sacrifice.

Moreover, the rank does not seem to be low.

He looked ahead, and under his senses, a warm and grand will stood in the distance at this time, calling him from afar.

Behind him, hundreds of priests in armor followed him silently, silently praying with a natural realm to drive away the dirt around him.

"Everyone!" he turned his head and looked at the many sacrifices behind him: "At this moment, my god has arrived in the city, and you are all believers of my god, so you must be able to sense it." ”

"For the sake of my god, please do your best, we will open the gates of the city, so that the light of our god will shroud this Brooke City!"

"For my gods!" a group of priests below responded, with a frenzy in their eyes.

With their shouts, faintly, there seemed to be a trace of purple qi hanging down, with some kind of world power falling on them.

This is the luck of Artis, which is blessed by the urging at this time, and when it is combined with their own luck, it is suddenly prosperous.

Seeing this, Krkus nodded slightly, and then rushed towards a city gate with his men.

Under the city gate, a group of knights were nervously guarding, and they were relieved to see that there seemed to be no intention of attacking the city outside, but suddenly saw a commotion from behind.

They were about to turn back, but a flash of light suddenly appeared in front of them, and all kinds of natural elements rioted and condensed into divine spells to attack them.

Suddenly, the city gates were in chaos!

In the city, a little pure light of faith is condensed, faintly echoing with the outside world.

Seeing this meeting, Artis knew in his heart: "It's time!"

"Bazel!"

He looked at Queus, who was always guarding the side, and said loudly: "You take five hundred guards, and immediately storm the city gate!"

When Bazel answered, he looked at Bill nearby, and said, "Bill, you lead the sacrificial group to suppress the formation!"

"Yes!" Bill responded.

With the order given, the battlefield changed again.

Behind Artis, a group of warriors gradually stepped forward, and at the same time, the priests were gathering, gradually gathering under the banner of Artis, ready to unleash the divine magic.

As soon as this team of soldiers appeared, they carried a strong and fierce momentum that was as immovable as a mountain, and the jet-black armor on their bodies faintly flashed with black light, which looked a little hideous.

This is the guard of Artis, which is composed of tall and strong people selected by Artis himself, not only is the training intensity several times that of the rest of the troops, but also the early practice has a fighting spirit, plus the washing of his own divine power, everyone is at least the level of knights.

Moreover, the armor and weapons equipped with his body are also extraordinary, they are specially made by the Northland Priests, and the production is scarce, and it is only supplied to these guards. After standing up at this time, it suddenly made people feel extraordinary, and it didn't look easy to mess with.

"Guards, rush forward!" shouted Bazel in front of them, looking at the wall in front of him, with a cold glint in his eyes.

With a roar, they quickly crossed the battlefield, and along the way, anyone who dared to stand in the way was crushed by, fully demonstrating their fierce combat prowess.

Seeing this combat power, on the city wall, the eldest prince's heart was cold: "It has reached the point of the royal guard." ”

He thought so in his heart, but a herald suddenly came from below, looking a little hurried: "Your Highness! Oh no, at the city gate, someone suddenly attacked, and all the knights who stayed behind were killed, and the city gate has been occupied at this time!"

"What!" the eldest prince looked at the man in disbelief.

"Your Highness be careful!" A shout suddenly sounded, and before the eldest prince could come back to his senses, he felt that his eyes suddenly turned into pitch black, and faintly, there seemed to be a sound of breaking the air.

He subconsciously dodged, and under the urging of the fighting spirit on his body, he narrowly resisted this attack.

Just beside him, countless screams suddenly sounded, and countless sudden arrows pierced through the armor.

"Arrows?"

The eldest prince looked at it intently, and immediately gasped, and saw the arrows in front of him that shot straight into the bodies of many knights, and there was deep puzzlement in his eyes.

In this world, because of the fighting spirit, the function of the arrow has been greatly reduced, and ordinary arrows are completely unable to break through the protection of the knight's fighting spirit, let alone the protection of armor and the like.

After all, knights are essentially a kind of transcendent beings, and although this essence is still very weak, it is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about why.

For under the city, with a loud bang, the gates of the city were opened.