After the little king Liepon had struck people in a rage, he raised his hands as if he had a sword in his hand, and shouted, "Kill, kill!", and ran up and down the viewing table. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the two cavalry teams on the field entered a stalemate, and the silver-armored warriors of Ice Soul City rushed into the enemy formation, trying to disperse Cisse's phalanx, while Cisai's black-armored cavalry slowly formed an encirclement, leaving the enemy with nowhere to escape.

Lorraine Siye, with his blue and green eyes, rode his horse on a parade, planted the flag behind his horse, and methodically directed the Cisse soldiers to advance slowly. The flag bearer of Cisse held aloft the flag of the lion, and the lion barred its teeth in the wind, looking fierce. The Cisai people will hold up their wooden shields and swing their wooden swords fiercely, and after being briefly scattered by the charge, they will actually form an attacking posture.

"Woman, I have been with a few northerners last month, and they are as capable as you are, but I have conquered them anyway - and now I want you to lie under my crotch. ”

Lorraine teased loudly, the soldiers around him shouted trumpets, and the blade of the sword fell heavily on the body of the Ice Soul Cavalry. Even if the wooden sword is not sharp, the slashing power is still impressive, and as the horse sprints, the oncoming wooden blade can knock a person off the horse.

"Man, I said, you can't win me at any time!"

Bai Lan responded, swung his sword hard, the tip of the sword stabbed into the waist of a Cisai, the black-armored warrior shouted, turned around and struck back, but Bai Lan struggled to hit the shoulder blades, making a crisp cracking sound, and the wooden shield fell to the ground. Without hesitation, the knight slashed another sword at his neck, and the Cisse fell, and the horses were frightened and knocked away several brown horses beside them.

At this time, the right flank of the Ice Soul Soldier broke out and rushed towards the city gate. The Cisse Knights, on the other hand, pursued desperately and dispersed their forces, giving more silver-armored soldiers a chance to assault.

"Kill, kill, kill!" cried the little king, still excited. And his mother was still immersed in the psychedelic effect of absinthe, and in a trance felt that the Golden Palace was surrounded by siege soldiers. She wanted to make a sound, but her tongue was too soft to scream.

"The Easters can even go to war with women. Mark Duna joked to Bailey Sieri.

"That's because the men in Ice Soul City are too useless. Bailey retorted that he didn't care about his nephew's win or loss, but more about the northern woman he was up against.

"Ice Soul City can win. Uncharacteristically, Nikolai Gluck commented on the outcome of the battle.

"Ah, conventionally - a victory for the attacking side would be a disaster for the king. Evan Hall knew what the justices were thinking, but he wanted to respond.

In an instant, the silverarmoured soldiers had already rushed through a long road, and Blanc East swung his horsewhip and took the city gate!

And Lorraine Sieri raised his long sword and cut down several Ice Soul City cavalry from their horses to meet Bai Lan!

Blanc Easter flew in, his wooden sword raised and aimed at Lorraine's throat. The gallop of the horse brought great strength, and although Lorraine dodged sideways, the wooden blade made his shoulders numb.

Lorraine blocked the second attack with a wooden shield, and the sword stabbed out from behind the shield and struck Blanc's horse! The female knight grabbed the reins, struck the horse's head to the side, and struck Lorraine's forearm with a struck with her hand.

Lorraine didn't expect the other party to be so nimble, almost landing on the long sword. But he was stronger than the average soldier, and his arms were like bulging buckthorn roots, and he only felt a tingle under the blow. He leaned sideways and used the wooden shield to block the grid, and the hand holding the sword was raised, and when he regained consciousness, he slashed at the opponent's neck with great force.

Bai Lan had already turned around the horse and circled behind him at the moment when the wooden sword was swinging.

"Troublesome little!" Lorraine shouted, only to feel a muffled sound above his head, the eagle helmet being picked off by the blade, and his hair sticking to sweat was chilled by the summer wind.

"Ice Soul!" the Silver Armor soldiers shouted in unison.

"Maybe Esther had the guts to break through the gates. Mark Duna was still smiling, a pun intended.

"If a group of northern women go south in armor, I don't think the Cisse people will mind. Bailey Schilleri took a sip of absinthe, only to feel the heat start to rise from his body, the muscles beating in his temples, and his nerves were extremely excited.

At this time, Lorraine swung his sword vigorously, slashed the opponent's right arm diagonally, and smashed the shield into Bai Lan's waist!

Seeing that Bai Lan had no way to dodge, she let go of the reins, and the white horse stood in response and crashed into Lorraine's brown horse! Lorraine only felt a shake under him, his hands were empty, and when he raised his eyes, he disappeared from the other party!

There was an exclamation on the field!

I saw Bai Lan turn over from the white horse, jump on the opponent's horse, and raise the wooden sword behind Lorraine!

Lorraine reacted at this time, Bai Lan's sword blade had already slashed off the top of his head. His eyes were dizzy, but he didn't forget to hold the horse rope with one hand and wrap Bai Lan's waist backwards with the other!

The female knight reacted more quickly, and the wooden sword slashed several times at the neck of the big man, and no matter how strong the man was, he couldn't parry it, and fainted and dismounted.

Bai Lan caught up with her war horse, pulled out the snow mountain flag behind the horse, stuck it behind the brown horse, galloped on her horse, and rushed into the city gate!

There was an exclamation in the audience!

The Midsummer Festival is a traditional show that indicates that the empire is strong and unbreakable, and there has never been a record of defenders winning a battle for decades!

The nobles gasped for fear of the winning knight!

And the free people watching from the outside of the circle shouted for no apparent reason!

"Your Royal Highness, your little beauty has really won. Mark Duna turned his head, smiled softly, and said to Prince Arthur, who was panting for breath, "You should be happy. ”

Arthur frowned and looked at the king beside him.

I saw that the little king Liepon raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly: "Kill, kill, kill!" and seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with the results of the battle.

And Cissé's Bailey Sieri only frowned, he didn't care about this kind of royal game of charging at least.

The Prime Minister stood up and paced back and forth. He was thinking about how this result should be pronounced so as not to lose face in front of the people.

The blonde woman—really didn't know the rules of the game, or was it a deliberate provocation from Ice Soul City—the green-eyed and red-haired Prime Minister only felt bruised.

At this time, it is up to the king to announce the results of the battle, and the king is young, and this responsibility should be assumed by the queen regent. Lelia stood up with a blushing face, her eyes staring unfocused.

The little king took his mother's hand, cried and screamed, and there was only one word in his mouth: "Kill!"

Lelia opened her mouth slightly, and Prince Arthur seemed to hear her say - rebel, kill, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

Then, Lelia's voice was louder: "Rebel, kill!"

Repon followed his mother's example, with his hands on his hips and shouting: "Kill, kill, kill!"

The surrounding guards were at a loss, and the order was extremely vague, whether to kill the female knight or kill all the silver cavalry. There had never been a precedent for the execution of prisoners on Midsummer's Day, and they had no idea where to start.

Seeing this scene, Bailey Sieri, the General Staff of Military Affairs, put aside the sword-wielding guards, raised his fists and pressed them to his chest, saluted the Queen Mother and the King, and then turned around, faced the Monarch's Square, and said loudly: "Isn't it just to kill a*, but it makes the royal guards so embarrassed - our lion cavalry in the city of Cisse, whose blood has not yet been cold, is willing to serve Your Majesty at any time!"

Then, he actually drew his long sword and prepared to give the order!