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The faint sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the endless swamp. √∟，

A man in black armor stepped out of the swamp on a headless hellhorse, the fire burning outside him.

A hundred meters behind him, a huge ring of fire gradually took shape, and the flame prisoners and flame giants inside were faintly visible.

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly gathered, and the already dim valley of the severed head was even darker at this time, and the sound of dark creatures flapping their wings came from far away from the dark clouds.

"Funeral Cult, Assassin Prince Vlad",

The emir reined in the reins, and the knights behind him stopped their horses in unison.

He looked at the huge ring of fire in the swamp, and anyone could see that it was the key to limiting the strength of the Burial Sect, and he had the intention to sacrifice the ring of fire in the swamp in order to lure the Knights into the swamp.

The swamp is a nightmare for the cavalry, even if the knights are the most elite cavalry on the mainland, they cannot fight in the swamp on horseback, and once they lose their horses, the cavalry's combat power will be reduced by at least thirty percent.

Vlad said, "Long time no see, Emir",

The Knights Templar, the Funeral Cult, an old adversary.

Ten years ago, the two had already fought each other in the Templar Order's war against the Funeral Cult, and the Emir was not the commander of the regiment at that time, and Vlad was not called the Black Knight, but Prince Thorn.

He likes to torture his enemies with fire and stakes, hence this title.

Behind him, one after another Flame Prisoners and Flame Giants emerged from the ring of fire, and soon formed a slightly scattered but surprisingly large army.

The emir's mounted spear swung in the air, and the knights behind him neatly changed formations and shrank into a circular defensive formation.

Even if you run all the way, even if you are tired and tired from fighting several times a day. But the Order is still a Order. The most elite cavalry of Atlantis.

The emir laughed: "Vlad." I don't know how you were resurrected, but it would be naïve for you to think that these prisoners you led could defeat the Knights, even if they were tired divisions, the Knights Templar were an invincible army on the continent."

Vlad scoffed: "Shrink into an invincible army of turtles?",

The emir laughed and said: "First stand undefeated and then seek victory, you are too rusty with the art of war",

He turned his head and said, "Neo." Sweep the battle for me",

Neo frowned, did he think

"Okay", no matter what he planned, she, as the deputy head of the regiment, could only agree, she stretched out her palm and beckoned, and a bundle of mounted spears flew out of the defensive array behind her.

A bundle of riding spears, twelve in all.

She bent her arm to catch the spear and untie the cloth wrapped around the spear, twelve spears were held in her left arm, and the spear in her right hand was raised high.

Vlad sneered, and the prisoners of flame behind him poured in like a tidal wave.

The Knights' mounted spears were neatly aimed at the onrushing prisoners of fire and the creatures of darkness that had swooped down from the air. The emir rolled over and dismounted, and petted the hair on the horse's back. The steed seemed to have a spirit, and obediently ran behind Neo.

The emir smiled, turned the rifle in his hand, and ran towards Vlad with all his might.

Vlad is in a swamp, and the Headless Hellhorse is different from ordinary horses, it can walk on the ground in the swamp, but his horse cannot, and he decides to kill Vlad on foot.

"Whoosh",

Two winds rang out at the same time, one from the wind he had brought with him from his rapid run, and the other from the strong wind that Neo had thrown at Vlad's spear.

Two points of red flames emanated from under the Vlad's helmet facing the lance and the emir, and the rifle in his hand was a little bit on the body of the rifle that was fired, and the wrist moved to pick the lance away, and then the hellhorse under him let out a violent roar, and the emir's lance had already stabbed diagonally from bottom to top and penetrated the chest cavity of the headless hellhorse.

The spear passed through the back of the Hellhorse and headed straight for Vlad, who sneered and let the spear stab at him, and the heavy spear in his hand stabbed the emir in the neck at the same time.

Wounds for life, this is how Vlad played against the emir, he has been resurrected in the flames, immortal and immortal, and the emir has only one life.

"Sneer",

The Emir retracted his rifle to avoid his swift stabbing blow, and Neo's second lance stabbed him in the chest.

Her third lance flew through the huge ring of fire behind Vlad's back, but it had no effect, the ring of fire seemed to be connected to another dimension, and the lance disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

In just a short period of time, the Black Knight Vlad and the horse were pierced once, and the combat power of Emir and Neo was extremely amazing.

The Flame Prisoners and Dark Creatures were helpless against the Knights' defensive array, and the Knights did not fire a single shot before a Flame Prisoner or Dark Creatures disappeared, and their numbers were decreasing at an alarming rate.

Flames burned in the chests of Vlad and the Headless Hellhorse, their wounds recovering at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the gunshot wounds of Neo and Emir had no effect on them.

"It's our way of attacking to go unbeaten and then win," Vlad mocked.

Even if it is an invincible and invincible army, where is the chance of victory in the face of the immortal body?

"The Knights have exterminated the Funeral Cult once, but do they not know your weakness, and the Burial Cult's fear of water can never be overcome",

Vlad said: "It's a pity that there is no water here",

The emir laughed: "Well, what about the blood?",

"Yes"

Neo pulled out the short knife at his waist and slashed his palm, blood flowing, and he brushed his palm over the tip of a riding spear before changing to his right hand and raising it high, and then threw it with all his might.

"Sneer",

"Hiss",

The lance was poured directly into the headless neck of the headless Hellhorse, and a scream suddenly came from the neck of the Hellhorse, and it neighed and fell backwards, the flames burning violently on its body, but the wound it was stabbed by the bloody lance could not be healed.

The emir laughed: "It seems that blood is more restrained than water in the funeral religion",

At the same time, he drew the short knife on his waist and tried to cut through the palm of his hand and smear it on the riding spear, but at this moment, there was a sudden cry for help and the sound of chaotic footsteps behind him.

Crusade.

Neo frowned as soon as he turned his head, and it was the Crusaders led by Igniz who had fled from the valley, all of them in ragged clothes and panicked, and they fled to the swamp in a panic.

There weren't many of them, only a few hundred, and it was the pursuers behind the crusaders who really frowned.

Behind them was another group of flame prisoners, no less numerous than the ones in the swamp.

A red-robed man walked among the flame prisoners, his blue eyes so distinctive, so distinctive.

"Undead, Nikolai",

Neo's eyes grew colder. (To be continued......)