Standing behind Adolf was an old man in full uniform, wearing the armor of the Turanian Knights, and carrying a frighteningly large black war hammer on his back, judging by the respectful attitude of the Turanian knight next to him, this old man was also a veteran of great prestige. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Uncle Kennan is right! Arad has indeed completely transferred his rare elite out of this line of defense, and it seems that he has decided that we will not sit idly by and watch the cultists occupy Arnov's line, what an old fox!"

Adolf scolded hatefully, but the old knight shook his head,

"Although Arad is a little clever, he will not be so reckless in this kind of matter related to the survival of the country, if we really let these cultists do nonsense, will his Arad kingdom still be wanted? So I estimate that in this matter, Arad has already hooked up with those guys in Lysius, if we let it go, it is very likely that the two countries will usher in a joint attack by the coalition forces of the two countries and the cultists!"

"How can a person be so shameless!"

A young knight who was following the old knight Kenan shouted angrily, "We are doing our best to stop the orcs from invading this area, and they are still plotting against us in the dark!

"Shut up, Dick, don't forget your father and grandfather died at whose hands!"

Adolf sharply interrupted the young knight's offer, he turned to look at the young knights, and shouted,

"I know that many people are dissatisfied with what Arad has done, and I hate these political conspirators, but right now, our war with the orcs is not just for them! The 60w people of Anumencher are waiting for the news of our victory! This is no longer the usual petty fight, under the threat of the alien race, our suffering, our grievances, we have to make way to defend our homeland! When we drive out the orcs, I will naturally seek justice for us, but not now!"

"Huh!"

Adolf, who was impassioned, suddenly had a flash of starlight next to him, and the old knight Kenan immediately pulled out the war hammer behind his back, but the war hammer he swung was stopped by Adolf.

"It's my own people!"

"Oh, how did I not know that there was an extra arcanist in the Anumanche?"

The old knight placed the hammer on the ground, and with a gentle touch, the hammer made a dent in the ground.

"Sir, I'm not from Anumanche!"

Elivan, armed with a silver-white spear, walked out of the starlight, he looked at Adolf, then at the old knight,

"You are the former vice-captain of the Turanian Knights, the Berserk Knight Kenan?"

"It's me, and who are you? little doll!"

The old knight is lukewarm to Eleven, this is normal, no legend will easily trust a person who has just appeared beside him, in the face of Kenan's indifference, Elavin did not care much, he put his hand on Adolf's shoulder,

"My disciple Ge has killed the ghost wolf-Lontan-Hus! Just yesterday afternoon, there were also hussar knights and Marlborough heavy cavalry, and the army was all wiped out, and the orcs are coming! much faster than you think!"

"What!"

Before Adolf could speak, Kenan grabbed Eleven's shoulder, and although he already had a thunder-forged body, the sharp pain from his wrist caused a flash of lightning to burst out of Eleven's wrist for the first time, breaking free of Kenan's restraints.

The old knight didn't care about this, he just asked loudly,

"The hussar knights have been wiped out? How is this possible! The wolf cavalry and phalanx of the orcs can't stop their charge at all!"

"How could it be?"

Eliven twisted the storage ring on his finger, and a corpse of an orc encased in ice appeared in front of everyone, and he gestured with Gungnir on the corpse, and said solemnly.

"Don't always fix the impression of orcs forty years ago, they really have no brains, but that doesn't mean they can't innovate! This thing, I call them "evil orcs", is the magic weapon they use against cavalry!"

"It's... It's..."

All the knights couldn't help but take a step back under the hideous appearance of the evil orc, and even Adolf couldn't help but stutter.

"This is infected by evil energy, or rather, the strengthened orc species, the strength and physical toughness are more than twice as high as before, and they are completely able to resist the onslaught of the knights head-on! The orc side only dispatched less than 1,000 evil orcs, and they blocked the charge of the hussar knights to the extreme, and then launched a siege, according to my estimates, in this attack, the rate of evil orcs will be even higher! You better be prepared!"

"If even the Hussar Knights can't break through... Then the Turan Knights are not likely to break through!"

Kennan crouched down, brushed his fingers across the ice, and muttered,

"The Empire stole the training methods of the Turanian knights, but focused more on strengthening the charge, so the hussar knights have a stronger impact than the Turanian knights, although their frontal combat ability is slightly inferior..."

"There's no way! Time is running out!"

Adolf's face was so gloomy that he didn't even have the interest to watch the Turanian knights slaughter the cultists, but Eliven still had a smile on his face, and he looked at Adolf and then at Kenan, and coughed lightly.

"Ahem, so I think that the Turan knights need to learn more sophisticated combat methods, and your equipment needs to be further improved..."

"Ridiculous!"

Before Elivan could finish his words, he was interrupted by the old knight, but this time, the old knight's words contained deep meaning,

"Since the Third Age, whether it is the remnants or the ancestors, the physique has declined a lot, it's not that we are unwilling to learn and progress, but to be honest, the structure and training methods of the Turan Knights can no longer be improved in today's era!"

"No, it could be improved!"

Elivan was interrupted from speaking, but without the slightest anger, he casually took a silver card from his pocket, and with a flick of it, Claude appeared on the grass behind him with the Storm Dragon Gun on his back.

"Hey, Champion Knights, how do you look at these knights?"

The young man turned his head and asked, pointing at the Turanian knights who were slashing and slashing cultists in formation.

Claude also turned his head, his distinctive pointed helmet under his arm, and looked at the knights with a handsome face, and after a few minutes, he shook his head and said disdainfully,

"The structure is not bad, but whether it is combat skills or war horse construction, it is a mess, and in my Champion Knights, they are not even qualified to be a servant army!"

"Enough!"

The Knights, who had poured all their heart and soul into it, were said to be a ragtag army, which made the old knight angry, and he held the hammer, undisguised his hostility, and looked at Claude,

"Who is Your Excellency, and who is you qualified to comment on the Knights of Turan?"

Eleven stretched out his hand and interrupted Claude's retort, and he said to Adolf,

"Find a secluded and safe place!" What is going to happen next is the key to whether or not Anumanche can survive this battle!" )