The battle was over, and Saarion withdrew the power of the Light, releasing two huge streams of Light energy at once, greatly exceeding his load. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He gasped in pain. Those who survived came to Saarion. The original team of more than 30 knights is now able to stand up with less than 10 people. Feather Wing quickly blocked in front of Sarion, stood up with an arrow, and said with a serious face: "If you still want to continue to kill him, pass me first!"

"No, no, we just want to say our thanks to him!" said one of the knights.

Feather Wing did not let his guard down, but looked at the leader of the knights, after all, the leader did not speak, and the crisis was still not resolved!

Hoddock pulled out the feathers that had been dug deep into his ribs, and a stream of blood spurted out, and he groaned in pain and cursed, "This damn harpie, I didn't expect the feathers to be so hard!" he looked up and saw that the guarded wings were looking at him, and he already understood.

"You're the archer who shot the Harpy, little girl?" Hodoptche's tone had dropped a lot, and his face was a little pale as he was not lightly injured.

"I'm no ordinary archer, I'm a Windranger!" Feather Wing expressed displeasure at Hoddock's question, "Also, I'm not a little girl!"

Hodoch smiled helplessly, causing the pain of the wound, he coughed twice, and continued: "Really, I just said a lively opening sentence, don't be so hostile!

"We sincerely thank you!" the crowd bowed to Saarion.

"I hope you do what you say!" Wing withdrew his bow and arrows, and turned to look at Sarion, shocked again.

At this time, Sarion was still panting heavily, his head was lowered, his hair covered his expression, and his body exuded an aura that was very familiar to his wings, which was the momentum he felt when he was almost killed last time, could it be that Sarion was going to get lost in the desire to kill again?

Dirome didn't notice the frightened expression of the wings, he came to Saarion's side, patted the student's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Good job, Saarion, I didn't expect your Holy Light power to be so powerful, I'm really happy for you!"

As soon as the voice fell, Sarion suddenly turned his head and met Dirome's eyes, and in an instant, a huge sense of oppression came to his face with murderous intent! The smile suddenly disappeared on Dirome's face, what a terrifying look. Dirome subconsciously took a few steps back, his instincts telling him that danger was emanating from Saarion.

The rest of the group also felt the tension and retreated a certain distance. At this time, only one person remained by Saarion's side.

"Saarion, it's all over, there will be no more danger without your enemies here!" Feather Wing tried to persuade Sarion in an extremely soft voice, and from her last experience, she knew that it seemed that a female voice could bring Sarion back to her senses. Feather Wing slowly leaned on Saarion with a feminine posture, and the jade hand caressed Saarion's face, and said gently: "Calm down, Saarion, do you recognize me?

Feather's move seemed to have an effect, and Sarion's face began to twitch, and he said in a deep voice, "I... I can't control it, the fire of killing burns in my heart!"

"No, control him, I'm sure you can do it! You can do it" Feather Wing looked a little anxious.

"Okay. . . It's so painful~" Saarion struggled between sanity and loss, the stronger the power of the holy light used each time, or the fiercer the battle, the more stubborn the dark power in his heart became, "Ah~~~~" With a huge howl, Saarion used the last shred of reason to turn around and quickly flee the crowd!

"Saarion!" anxious wings followed.

The night swallowed up the departing figures of the two in an instant, leaving Hodoch and Dirome and others to look at each other. At the same time, the two armies outside the city of Merdes have been fully equipped, and the battle is about to break out! Several teams of the Harpys have long been lying in ambush around the city, looking for all the living creatures that move, and their figures are hidden in the dark night when they can't see their fingers. The messengers who went to report to the two princes died under the flying feathers of the steel needle before they could react at all.

Kuwan, the chief garrison officer of Meicheng, stood on the city wall, staring at the thick dark night in front of him, like a huge black cloth enveloping the entire Meicheng Meicheng, how many unknown dangers and evils were hidden under this black cloth, it was really an unusual night. Faintly, Kuvan seemed to see a speckle of light in the distance, and to make sure it wasn't an illusion, he rubbed his eyes and looked more intently, yes, it was the light of the torch, and it was gradually increasing. "Not good!" Couswan yelled.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency. A soldier staggered in front of Kuwan, and the force was so strong that he fell to the ground, and before he could get up, the soldier said in a panic: "My lord, there is an army in the northeast, judging from the number of torches, the scale is very large, is the enemy attacking!"

"Those are not the enemy, but the troops of the three princes!" This is worse than the enemy's direct attack, after a moment of thought, Kuwan continued: "I am going to lead the cavalry to report now, and you go and inform the city lord quickly, just say that the army of the two princes is about to go to war, go quickly." "Kuvan himself saw and told the soldiers that the armies of the two princes were located in the southeast and northeast of Meicheng, and from the analysis of the situation, both sides were advancing, and once they got close to a certain range, they would definitely attack each other, and all this must be stopped. So he ordered his soldiers to inform the lord of the city, Boris, and went to the cavalry assembly of Meicheng himself.

Almost all the cavalry followed Kuwan out of the door, Kuwan understood that the messenger sent by Meicheng had not been able to convey the news to the ears of the two princes, otherwise the army would not be facing each other at this time, and believed that all the messengers had been sacrificed on the way to report the message, and he had to take all the cavalry with him without knowing the enemy blocking the messenger.

Outside the city of Merdes, as the distance closed, the two troops in the march saw each other's light of torches in the distance. The military leaders of both sides ordered the advance to halt and begin the final preparations for the attack. "No wonder the noise in Meicheng didn't last long before it stopped, it turned out to be just an illusion created by the third child, the purpose of which was to fight me tonight!" the second prince said thoughtfully, still holding his wine glass. And the third prince on the other side also issued similar words: "The second child deliberately made a small commotion in Meicheng, and then the army had already stepped down from the formation, waiting for me to come, what a disgusting little conspiracy." “

The Meicheng cavalry led by Kuwan, after leaving the city, divided into two roads and headed for the direction of the two princes' armies. However, at such a tense moment, the soldiers, who had extremely low visibility, could only see a large group of cavalry charging towards them. With the two armies outside the city, all the archers have taken aim at the approaching "enemy" cavalry, and all the mages have begun to gather their magic.

"As soon as Kuwan's cavalry enters the range of the princes' army, they will be swallowed up by the rain of arrows and magic, and the cavalry of the brigade will roar in, I believe that anyone at such a moment will think that it is the enemy cavalry to launch a charge!

"Archers, listen to orders, prepare to ・・・・・・・" With the order of the herald, the archers pulled out the full string, and the target was the cavalry brigade that was rushing in the dark. Kuvan rode on a galloping horse, and it was estimated that he would reach a certain visible range, "All the cavalry obeyed the order, stopped advancing, and waved their torches!" With Cuvan's order, the cavalry brigade stopped advancing when it was about to enter the range of the archers, and they formed a line, shaking their torches one after another, and the other cavalry team that went to report the news did the same. Kuvan was not brave and resourceful, he was experienced, he knew the tension of the situation, so he had already planned a strategy before leaving the city. Now I can only hope that the two princes can understand their intentions.

The princes all looked at the long dragon of torches composed of cavalry in front of them, although they didn't know what the intention was, but fortunately they didn't give the order to fire ten thousand arrows. "Send someone to find out what's going on!"