"Bastard!" the squad leader watched as the envoys behind him were constantly shot down by bows and arrows, but he couldn't do anything about it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Holy Spirit of Light, heal your brave!" several of the priests in the team chanted loudly, and the god of light descended a white light. Some of the injured people's faces gradually improved, and even the mounts regained a lot of strength.

The speed of the heavy cavalry began to slow down, and the long charge made it impossible for the mounts to support the weight of the heavy cavalry, and the knights had to slow down.

How could the alien knights let go of this opportunity, the light cavalry, which had already formed an encirclement, roared into the ranks from all directions. The pak sword of the light cavalry was much longer than the length of the long sword, and the long sword carried by the regiment during the season was basically an ornament. Except for some guards, the others were all civilian officials, and they were cut down by the light cavalry as soon as they fought. The heavy cavalry rushing forward hurriedly returned to the rescue, but the battlefield was already in chaos, and there was no chance to charge. Most of the heavy cavalry lost their spears and replaced them with melee knightly swords.

Bert held his sword in both hands to block the oncoming Pu knife, and both sides were stunned. The other party didn't expect that someone would be able to catch his full blow, and Bert didn't expect that the strength of the light cavalry would be so great, and he was actually shocked to the point of numbness. Bert muttered a spell as a yellowish wind blade sliced through the knight's neck.

At this time, the light cavalry in front had already shot out of the two quivers, dropped the short bow, raised the Pu knife and rushed over. The heavy cavalry, which was still on guard in front, immediately accelerated its speed and collided, and as soon as the two horses staggered, the heavy cavalry struggled to stab the spear in his hand. The Empire's strongest heavy cavalry was quite capable of falling at least twenty light cavalry after a single charge. The bamboo and wood armor couldn't resist the sharpness of the knight's spear at all, and it was directly penetrated by gravity.

The heavy cavalry tightened the reins, and the huge inertia carried them out dozens of meters away. Just as they turned to charge again, they found that except for the light cavalry who were fighting head-to-head, all the others rushed into the envoy team, and there was another burst of blood mist, and the envoy group was cut down several people.

A light cavalryman suddenly noticed a short figure in front of him, and a petite horse was carrying a girl in black rushing towards him. On the battlefield, the knight did not hesitate, and the sword slashed directly from top to bottom.

"Ding!" A sound of gold and jade intertwined, and the pure steel Pu knife was actually flicked open, and there was an obvious gap in the blade. The knight was shocked, and regardless of whether the attack would work, Park slashed down again.

This time, he saw clearly what had just blocked his attack. A translucent jade flute was gently waved by the girl's delicate arm, and the Pu knife was broken as if it was made of paper. Then the girl's palm flipped over, and the jade flute spun in a circle in her hand, slapping his chest hard.

The knight on the horse seemed to have been hit by the dwarf's hammer, and the heart guard on his chest was immediately shattered, and the blood in his mouth was delayed for a while and spat on the horse's back, and it seemed that he would not survive.

On the other side, the few remaining guards of the legation protected the mages. Magical elves of various colors continued to rush out of the encirclement, and the light cavalry who were looking for an opportunity to sneak up was killed on their horses before they could see what it was. In a matter of life and death, even the most merciful bishop mercilessly summons the Holy Spirit to kill his enemies.

"Bert, we have to find a way to break through, the road ahead is blocked. I can't get out!" As he spoke, Abby's spear stabbed out like a dragon, easily piercing through the armor of the hussars and bringing out a line of blood.

"You lead them to break through from the south, where there are the fewest enemies, and I will break off with the heavy cavalry. "Bert has become a blood man by this time, and the black double sword has also become blood red.

"I'll stay, you take them away. I'm a paladin, and I have a better chance of surviving than you. Abby didn't wait for Bert to retort, and slapped his horse and charged into the ranks of the heavy cavalry.

Abby briefly exchanged a few words with the team leader, and the team leader agreed without hesitation. Although the queue was divided into several pieces, it did not affect the coordination between the heavy cavalry in the slightest. The team leader took out a whistle from his bosom and kept blowing it according to a specific pattern.

Hearing the sound, the heavy cavalry immediately got rid of the enemy in front of them and began to break through to the south. Bert also found the besieged envoys, and the team of fifty men was less than ten men, and most of the guards were killed and wounded. Bert leaned over from his horse and slashed off the calves of a horse, slammed his sword on the ground, and with the help of force, bounced off his body, falling directly on the back of the other light cavalry.

Before the knight could react to what was going on, his neck was torn off by him. The black-clad boy showed bravery that did not match his age, reassuring the frightened members of the legation.

"Quick! Break south!" said Bert, who threw the knight's corpse off his horse, and shouted at them.

The guards, who had received clear orders, desperately protected the envoys to break through to the south, and the pursuers in the rear were only less than five kilometers from the battlefield, and they could no longer be entangled by them, otherwise no one would be able to leave. Bert flicked his sword, and the wind blade flew out in all directions, forcing the enemy five meters away.

"Jingwei, protect me!" Bert grabbed the little girl who had just passed by on horseback and dragged her to his horse. Jingwei picked up the jade flute and began to play.

An invisible force immediately spread around them, and as the music played, a transparent circular shield appeared in the center of the battlefield. Several hussars tried to rush in, but broke their bones as if they hit a wall.

"The bitter winds of St. Jormain tear through the obstacles ahead and annihilate all enemies. Bert began to chant loudly, the plains were full of wind magic elves, and it didn't take long for the air over the battlefield to begin to flow faster. Both warring sides felt the wind around them begin to grow.

When Bert finished reading the last word, a stronger wind suddenly blew from north to south, and the light cavalry in the south could not dodge, and was blown to the ground by the men and horses. The knight who fell to the ground struggled to get up, and as soon as he stood up, he was immediately blown away by the wind pressure and fell out for a long time, and there were several more bloody paths on the ground in an instant.

Bert, who caused such a lot of damage, was not comfortable himself, he was also injured in the battle just now, and forcibly cast the unskilled high-level magic "Wind Impact", his body was burdened too much, and he immediately collapsed and fainted on the horse's back, and at the same time, the wind also stopped immediately, this high-consumption magic requires the caster to continue to provide magic elves to maintain. Jingwei reached out to take the reins of his mount, kicked his legs in the belly of the horse, and rushed south like an arrow.

"Everyone come with me!" Frank was worried about Bert's health and immediately chased after him.

Of course, everyone would not let go of the opportunity that Bert had worked so hard to get, and rushed out of the encirclement one after another while the light cavalry had not yet recovered. Only all the heavy cavalry was left in a line, blocking the route of the enemy's pursuit.

"You go too, leave it to us here. The team leader found Abby who hadn't left yet, and the team leader's helmet had been lost in the scuffle just now, and he had been stabbed twice. I was bandaging while I was free.

"Merciful Light, heal your pious warrior. Abby didn't speak, but silently cast the "Holy Light Technique" for the knights. However, paladins are not professional healers, and only a small percentage of knights' wounds are healed.

"You can go quickly, leave us alone. ”

"Yes, you go quickly, it's too late if you don't leave. ”

"We appreciate your kindness, you are still young, you can't die here. "All the knights saw that the boy's body was overloaded, and he would definitely fall down first if he continued to be treated.

"No, I'm also a knight, and I can't leave you behind. Abby was now in front of her eyes from a year ago, and it was also the scene where the person he admired the most told him to walk quickly in a difficult situation.

"Your Excellency Paladin, we can't let you stay with us under any circumstances. Yu Qing, you are still so young, we can't let you follow us to death in this situation. Yu Li, you are a paladin of the Holy See, because our failure to do so has caused a large number of elites of the Holy See to die on our soil, and we are bound to fight to protect you from leaving. We are heavy cavalry, we can't walk at all, and if we take off this armor, we'd rather die here. You are different, don't sacrifice your life for nothing. The squad leader bowed his head and applied knightly etiquette to Abby.

"And ......" The squad leader paused, glanced at the hussars who were assembling, and then continued, "Bert is the son of our captain, and he has just used magic on such a large scale, and now his life and death are uncertain. I hope you can help us take care of him. If he has anything long and short, we don't have the face to live to see his father. ”

The squad leader didn't look at him again, and all the knights from the squad leader down leveled the knightly sword in their hands. Abby said no more, and as soon as the reins were put in her hand, the horse turned around and left the battlefield.

"Brothers, are you afraid?" the squad leader's voice trembled a little in the wind. The knights did not understand why the captain suddenly asked this, and none of them answered.

"Like you, I have a home, and we are afraid of things because we care about them. But it's precisely because we want to protect these things that we can't be afraid. If our cowardice causes the things we cherish to be ruthlessly destroyed, are you willing!" The last sentence of the team leader shouted directly.

"No!" the remaining fifty iron-clad men roared back in louder voices.

"Twenty years ago, my commander, Captain Celtic, led our light infantry brigade to repel Satya's light cavalry brigade. At that time, he also asked us if we were scared, and I didn't have any luck with you, and I replied that I was afraid. "The enemy's light cavalry is in formation, ready to charge the heavy cavalry, which has lost its knight's lance. And the captain of the squad acted as if he hadn't seen it, and was still slowly telling the knights about the history of the year.

"The captain told me that there is no shame in being afraid, but it is shameful that you can't overcome your own fears and run away. Although we soldiers are swords, we are even more shields! We are fighting for protection! We are fighting for our cherished country and family! Today, my captain's son is uncertain about our life and death in order to protect us, brothers, tell me whether I should fight or flee!"

"Battle, battle, battle!" the sound was suppressed, and there was no trace of fear in the knights' eyes.