This is a war that will come sooner or later, and it is also a war that comes out of nowhere.

Greentown has a wall, and if the pile of earth less than a meter high, broken, and intermittent is also a wall, this so-called wall is obviously impossible to stop the cavalry charge anyway, which means that the land from Francis's territory to Alfred's territory is almost flat, without any obstacles, which is naturally suitable for large-scale knight charges and strangulation, and also makes Alfred completely exposed to the iron hooves of the cavalry.

Douglas and Sebastian arrived at the edge of Greentown in the evening, and they were not in a hurry to attack, because just a kilometer in front of them, Alfred's knights were waiting in full gear, on the surface, the difference in size and number between the two sides was not large, and the formation of thousands of people was also extraordinarily spectacular; Spears and swords, only the emblem patterns embroidered on the burqa are different, Alfred's side is not only varied, chain mail, leather armor, standard armor, long swords, hammers, and other equipment are extremely colorful, and even the embroidered patterns on the robes on the body are also strange, so that people can judge the complexity of this knight order at a glance, and also make Douglas and Sebastian easily see that Alfred is out of the nest.

They don't laugh.

The dying struggle is not surprising, no matter how comical.

Sebastian exchanged glances with Count Douglas, grinned at Levor beside him, and then rode alone to Alfred, although Count Douglas also had a blood hatred with Alfred, but this war belonged to Sebastian after all.

Augustus was likewise alone and walked towards the open field in the center of both sides, except that he was on foot.

After a few months, they saw each other again in the wasteland, and it was likely that they would meet each other for the last time.

There is always someone who will die here.

In the center of the confrontation between the two knights, behind them are their respective knights, on either side are the empty and decaying, gray-toned wilderness scene, no wind, no sun, quiet but solemn.

Sebastian condescended, looking down at Augustus in front of his war horse, he really hated that face that was always calm and confident, but he was a sinner, and he couldn't see the light at all in the imperial capital, so why was he confident and calm? Now, even if he was dying, he still had this damn look? He raised his lips, not hiding his contempt and sarcasm, and said, "You didn't run, this is really beyond my expectations. ”

Augustus looked up at the fiery red hair.

In fact, he didn't resent Sebastien's superiority, and he took advantage of it, and he didn't exclude showing off his might in front of his enemies, so he just smiled, Augustus spread his hands and said: "This is my territory, behind me is my castle, where else can I run?" ”

Sebastian ignored the ridicule in Augustus's words and sneered: "Here, without Constantine, you can't count on the alien races in the north, and the Knights of the Cathar that you use to pretend to be powerful, do you think there is still a chance?"

Augustus shook his head lightly and said frankly: "It's hard, but you have to try." ”

"Don't worry, I won't kill you anytime soon, I want you to watch your Alfred go to perdition step by step, I want everything you do in this filthy place to be meaningless, I will personally smash everything you have, your family, your friends, will die because of you, but you can't do anything, you can only watch, your whole life will be spent in resentment and pain. ”

Sebastien uttered his truly cruel declaration of war, word for word.

Augustus still didn't react much, and even he didn't have much expression on his face.

He just sighed lightly: "The comparison sentence is really very imposing." ”

......

As they returned to their respective camps, the war began.

The first to attack was Douglas's Blood Wolf Knights, Rodrian's knights didn't move, Alfred in front of him was basically a mouse pressed under his claws, there is no doubt about death, the key is how to die, this process is the most important, obviously, Young Master Sebastian chose to enjoy the whole process, he didn't plan to completely destroy all of Alfred's knightly forces at the beginning of the war, but to make Augustus fall into despair a little bit- But then again, despite the unequal number of people, Earl Douglas still had the confidence to defeat the Alfred Knights, and this motley knight order could not stop his blood wolves from charging back and forth.

He gave orders to his knight leader, Robert, who nodded in understanding.

Robert lowered his hood, revealing only his eyes, and he raised his sword aloft.

The horses neighed.

The 400-strong Blood Wolf Knights are like tigers.

But it was very abnormal, although the knights of Alfred on the opposite side also started to charge, they did not charge against the blood wolf, as if they were just standing there waiting to meet the enemy? The question is, how could the knights' frontal strangulation not have the powerful momentum accumulated during the charge, how could they withstand the impact of the enemy? Especially since the Alfred Knights themselves were much weaker than the enemy.

Douglas sneered and rebuked 'fool', and then said to Sebastien beside him: "It seems that you are going to be disappointed, they seem to have given up the struggle and refused to give you enjoyment with death." ”

Sebastian raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, Levor on the other side looked in the direction of the Blood Wolf Knights' galloping and frowned: "Don't be careless, things won't be so simple!"

Of course, it won't be so simple to wait for death.

Just as the Blood Wolf Knights were charging at high speed, getting faster and faster, almost reaching the apex and galloping to the position where Sebastian had just stood, Augustus looked back at Old Count Donald.

The old earl nodded slowly.

Anthony, an old friend behind him, quickly condensed his gestures, and immediately chanted a low spell in his mouth, his spell casting was very rhythmic, this rhythm was not only reflected in the speed, as if with his spell, even the air became much hotter, which made Augustus a little shocked, although he knew that the powerful Anthony was the last hole card of the Donald family, and also knew that the latter had at least level 8 magic power, but for the first time he realized that this great magician who was very different from the stereotypical and stubborn magician in his impression seemed to be really different.

Flames burst out.

The dry air of the early spring of the wasteland is undoubtedly the best soil for the formation of a sea of fire, and the vast and endless dead grass on the ground ignites the air and the earth almost as soon as the flames appear.

The sight was majestic and terrifying, and the Blood Wolf Knights rolled up billowing smoke and dust, as if rushing towards a sea of fire.

"At least a great magician above level 7! Interesting, there is such a powerful magician in a place like the wasteland?"

Sebastian saw at a glance that the fire magic in the elemental magic under the fourth law should be the 'Burning Plain', he had heard people say that in the imperial capital, it was not too difficult for a noble young master like them to come into contact with these things, it seemed that it had just begun, and this group of lowly sinners had brought him a big surprise.

"What's the use? it's just a massive magic that exists on the surface, and it's useful against infantry on the battlefield, but the problem is that for the Knights, stepping over can cut off the heads of all of them!"

Earl Douglas was not worried, and despite frowning, he remained dismissive.

Levor, who was on the far left, suddenly pointed in the direction of the Blood Wolf Knights' charge, and said loudly, "Look!"

There, the blood wolf knights who rushed to the forefront fell several without warning, and there were smoke and flames blocking their vision, they couldn't see the reason why those knights fell to the ground, but the rich experience of war still made Earl Douglas immediately judge that there was definitely a trap on the ground that caused the war horse to fall to the ground!

Who would have the means to deploy shameless, despicable and shameless means on the battlefield where two knights charge head-on?

Even if he had been attacked by Purple Iris, he knew that those scum did not deserve to be called knights at all, but he still didn't expect them to be so despicable.

It's no wonder that when talking to Sebastian, he chooses to walk, and it's no wonder that the knight behind him just pulls out of the stance, but doesn't charge.

The trap, the sea of fire, suddenly made Earl Douglas no longer able to keep his composure, this round of consumption, he will lose at least a hundred knights again, he gritted his teeth, blue veins appeared on both sides of his face, and he cursed fiercely: "This group of hateful scum, even God will curse their knights!"

Sebastian and Lev stared at each other vaguely.

In this way, Douglas's knights explored the way, after all, their losses were averted, but I want to see, apart from these, what other means does that damned sinner have?

......

The sea of fire devoured Douglas's Blood Wolf Knights, but in the face of the fall of the Sea of Fire and the surrounding companions, under the command of Robert, the Blood Wolf Knights did not have any idea of retreating, they were still brave and manic, stepping on the sea of fire, stepping on the corpses of their companions, attacking Alfred's Knights, and soon collided with the Alfred Knights.

Of course, Augustus let Katieeni arrange it in advance, and this is the only home advantage he can use, as for the stereotypical knightly rules in this world, Augustus respects them very much, but can respect him victory?

Perhaps for a knight like Katieeni who has carved chivalry firmly into his bones, he must have rejected and resisted the arrangement of his young count, he would rather die on the way to charge, charge, and charge again, than to win in this despicable way, but there is no way, he knows that the enemy they are facing at the moment is impossible to defeat, and for the slim chance, he can only obey Augustus's arrangement.

Everything, for Alfred.

Katieani raised his sword and led the Knights under his command, and he resolutely met the enemy.

......

...... (To be continued.) )