"Up! All on top! …… Your Excellency Leon, if you continue like this, you will lose a lot of ......"

Justus did come, and although he knew that he would suffer heavy losses, he still ordered the guards to go up with their large shields, and seemed quite sensible.

The governor, however, seemed to have little confidence in the battle.

"If we can't hold them down here, then we're going to be hunted down...... None of the infantry under you and I can escape, and if we are pursued by the Dreaded Legion, no one will be able to intercept the Serpent Cult army heading to Boshi City! Didn't you say that the Dreadcorps was in Siyuan City? ”

Leon cut off a rotten head, then dragged Justus back a few steps, and waved Jocelyn to the front with the rest of the Freikorn infantry that had been prepared, before he began to ask Justus.

"I also want to know what's going on! The news I got is indeed that His Majesty is dealing with the Dreadcorps in Siyuan City...... There's really no curse on this place in Serindil......"

Justes was also a little confused.

Fighting hard with such an enemy, the losses are indeed very large.

These undead have no emotions and can't communicate with people, so they won't be deceived, and Leon and Justes may have a lot of plans, but after all, most of them can only be used on living people with emotions.

Moreover, the way the Dreadlegion fights is also different from ordinary people, they do not dodge or block at all.

The undead are certainly not afraid of anything, and they will be relentless in attacking anyone they can.

Fighting with such an enemy in close quarters is naturally very easy to suffer, and slashing at the broken bodies of these undead will not reduce their combat effectiveness, but taking a sword from them is likely to kill them.

Of course, it's not necessarily a good thing to be afraid of anything - they don't dodge in the face of a fatal blow, but still wield their strange flaming swords to fight back.

While this may seem like a model of indomitable and undaunted death, it also causes the Monty Python Knight to be decapitated very quickly.

Fortunately, most of the Imperial Guards under Justus can be called brave soldiers.

Maybe they don't have the ability to fight these python knights alone, but after they hold the big shield on top, they really resist the pace of the Dread Legion.

The python knights didn't make it to their feet, and most of them were blocked in chest-deep water—the guards were desperately holding off their horses.

Although the horses of the underworld seemed to be quite strong, no matter how strong they were, they could not charge through the soaked mud and sand under the waves, and the horses' hooves would sink when they exerted force.

As long as the terrible horses don't exert their impact, these python knights don't seem too strong, at least the riding spears attached to the horses are gone.

The Freikorps fighters also arrived, forming a full-fledged close-to-the-ground battle, with a curved coastline along the surging beaches on both sides.

In such a close combat, both sides don't want to use any long-range attacks, which also makes the giant python knights of the Dreadlegion unable to use their throwing guns.

However, most of the soldiers of the Freikorps used short weapons, such as the Imperial broadsword, and most of their equipment was trophies they had obtained from the territory of the Bacchus Empire during the uprising.

Short weapons are really disadvantageous against these python knights - the length of the weapon is limited, so you have to stick close to attack it, which will also give the python knight a chance to fight back.

Judging from the way these undead play, using short weapons is basically equivalent to exchanging lives for skulls.

This has to be good enough to cut accurately......

Unless you are on par with the lord, you can take out your opponent while avoiding the Python Knight's counterattack.

If there are not many enemies, it is nothing to fight to the end so hard.

But the problem is that the number of Monty Python Knights who appear here is no less than the number of Freikorn......

If there were more warriors armed with swords and halberds, the situation would definitely be much different, and the strength of an inch is especially evident at a time like this.

But there were only a few hundred gladiators, and now only half of them were killed or wounded.

"Brothers, hold on!" "Don't back down! If you retreat, you will die! ”

Sigismund and Jocelyn had been trying to boost their morale in front of the battle, and two soldiers were already turning and running backwards.

In such a battle, it is inevitable that there will be deserters.

But at this time, if someone turns around and flees, most of the friendly troops who were originally fighting together around will be killed.

Moreover, if you don't push the enemy into the water, you may be wiped out!

"Bang!"

Amy set up a musket on the beach, and after a single shot, a rotting skull shattered.

She managed to light the arquebus in the gale, and two female soldiers helped her block the wind that would blow away the medicine pool.

It was a hastily shot, but it was accurate, just enough to take out the python knight who had been cut by desertion.

"Your Excellency, go and oversee the war...... Military Order! Don't go back! Death to those who disobey the order! ”

Leon gritted his teeth and shoved Justus, pushing him behind the line, knowing that the governor was not very skilled.

And he himself took a large sword from the hand of a fallen gladiator, cut off the head of another deserter, and stepped forward to top the void that had been revealed by the soldier's flight.

Some tough battles must be fought, and although Leon has been pursuing smaller battle damage, he can also be bold when there is no plan available.

Just like when he was in the village of Fletcher, with dozens of miscellaneous soldiers, he fought against the two hundred Gato cavalry.

"Don't back down! Death to those who retreat! ”

Justes stood by Wendy's side, shouting with the Noldor Guard.

The Noldors put away their bows and arrows, sword and shield in hand, and began to attack the soldiers who turned and fled, leaving their comrades behind.

Several of the soldiers who turned and fled were hacked to death by the Noldor, and then several of the Noldor rangers, like Leon before, stepped forward to fill the void themselves.

The other two Imperial Guards, who threw down their big shields and retreated in a panic, were beheaded by Justes with a sword and his own hands.

Wendy stepped forward with someone to fill in the position.

"Don't retreat! Win the battle! Kill them, and I'll make you all knights! ”

The lord roared loudly.

"Hah!!"

I don't know if it's because the Overseer is deterrent enough, or if the Lord's promise is really attractive, anyway, no one is running for their lives for a while.

The losses gradually got bigger and bigger, and the Noldor elves who were originally behind all went to the front to fill the vacancy.

The Overseer has been replaced by Amy and her female soldiers—only half of them are still behind, and the better ones have already gone up to fill the gap.

The Dreadcorps is so dense that it's useless for others to go up when there is no gap, and those who don't have enough strength will get in the way.

Leon ...... Your Majesty...... It's like ......."

Justes let out a long breath and muttered something, frowning and looking around, he seemed to hear something.

"Bang!"

Amy was on the beach constantly showing off her marksmanship kissed by the goddess - once again, she shot a python knight in the head, and the lead bullet pierced through the helmet, shattering the skeletal skull.

This is the fifth enemy in five minutes to be shot in the head with a musket by Amy.

Justus glanced at Amy and was about to turn his head, but then looked back behind Amy.

"What's that?"

He saw some tall figures in the distance behind him!

The light at dawn was not good, and the figures were noticeably much taller and stronger than the average person, and seemed to be approaching at a rapid pace!

"Ladies, prepare to fight to the death......"

Amy glanced back and gave the order with a calm face.

The remaining 200 female soldiers turned around and prepared to meet the enemy.

But then Amy rubbed her eyes, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face: "Wait...... Klose? That's your own people! Make way for them! Reinforcements are coming! ”

With that, she flew on her horse and greeted the tall figures.

"Sure enough, it's Miss Amy...... I'll just say it's like she's the only one who can use a musket rack like that! ”

Klose drew his great sword and shouted, "Brothers, charge!" ”

Amy stopped on the coast on horseback, and she saw that the group of Mettenheim led by Klose was speeding up.

She knew that Klose must have seen her.

Amy didn't speak again, and directly pointed to the battlefield by the sea.

"Chains? Bring these chains on! ”

As he ran past the iron stakes on the shore, Klose stopped, reached out and dragged a chain from the ground, and continued to charge into the field.

Long chains were dragged by the group of Mettenheim to the battlefield where they were fighting, bringing out a series of piercing hoop grinding sounds.

The chains that had been used to bind slaves were now rusted from the iron stakes that had been attached to the beach, and most of the locks that had been attached to the stakes had been rusted.

But thanks to the reputation of this 'cursed land', the chains that fell on the beach after they were broken have not been stolen for so many years, and each chain still carries a thick iron collar.

The collar was a fitting lock formed by two half-rings, and it looked quite sturdy - to be honest, the equipment that slave owners used to bind their slaves was stronger than that of most armies......

"Hah! Klose! You're back just in time! Chop these green heads! ”

Hearing a familiar voice, the lord shouted in surprise, this is just the time when he needs the Great Swordsman the most!

"Yes, sir!"

Klose strode and ran in stride, making huge waves in the water: "Ahead! Wrap them in chains! ”

He rushed all the way to the front of the formation, flung the chain in his hand into the shape of a meteor hammer, and then threw it directly into the faces of those python knights.

The python knights were all on horseback, much taller than the soldiers of the Freikorps, which was a big sweep.

Almost all of the heads that were drawn by Klose with a chain were shattered with a single blow!

Everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that the heads of these undead were so fragile!

The neck that has been decayed for hundreds of years is not strong, and the joints are very fragile!

To deal with such an old corpse, the effect of using a heavy object to slash is obviously far stronger than that of a sharp blade!

And that's not the biggest win for these chains.

Many of the chains were broken during the beating, and the Freekorps gladiators quickly grabbed half of the chains from the enemy's body.

They were quick to learn from the way the people of Mettenheim used chains.

These thick chains were even more useful in the hands of gladiators.

The gladiators had lived with the chains on a daily basis, they were all too familiar with them, and the chains were a regular auxiliary weapon in the arena.

Even if they aren't tall enough to swing in the water and can't directly damage an enemy, they can at least lock on to an enemy's arm or weapon.

No matter how bad it is, you can also wrap the enemy's horse legs with iron chains.

At the same time, three hundred two-handed swords from Mettenheim joined the battlefield.

There are a lot of macho men that Klose has brought back!

This is the coastal environment that the people of Mettenheim are all too familiar with – their homeland is also a coastal region, and even the climate is similar.

They often fought the Buckley Empire in the same way on this kind of coast - in order to prevent the Buckleys' muskets from reaching the shore, to block the enemy's landing, and to prevent the Buckleys from leaving the sea and the wind and waves, which was the norm for the Warriors.

The chains were also their weapon against the Buckleys......

Now, this group of new forces has quickly joined the battle in the way they are best at, and has become the biggest help in the fight against the Fear Army.

The battlefield is finally tilting in favor of intelligent life.

The gale gradually stopped.

As Klose slashed the last python knight with his sword, the first rays of sunlight appeared on the horizon on the other side.

The soaking warriors on the coast can finally turn around and face the rising sun in the east.

The sunlight reflected the weapons held aloft by the warriors, and in the tsunami-like cheers, bursts of dazzling silver light were reflected.

Just as everyone's hands and swords are made of silver.

"I'm going to start a knightly order...... Brothers. ”

Leon's voice was not excited, he calmly looked at the weapons raised by the soldiers, and looked at the dazzling silver light: "You are the first army to defeat the Legion of Fear...... You have what it takes to become true knights! All of you! ”

"Hoo!!"

The silvery glow began to shake with cheers.

"My lord, what is the name of your Knights?"

Sigismund asked.

He had always been at the front, and he had only worn the same close-fitting leather armor as he had worn during the night patrol, and there were four or five bloody scars on his body, but on the contrary, it made his toned body look a little more heroic.

Sarah had been watching him from afar from the shore.

"It's not my Knights, it's our Knights! It's called ...... 'Silver Hand'! This is what you look like now! Remember the light you hold in your hands today! Never retreating in the face of evil is the highest creed of the Silver Hand! If you dare to face such evil after all this today, then go to Klose and swear an oath! He was the first Knight Captain of the Silver Hand! ”

"Ha !!"

For this victory, the Freikorps lost five hundred soldiers killed and wounded, and four hundred of Justes's Imperial Guards fell into the sea, and even the best Noldor Ranger lost more than thirty.

The total losses were thousands of people, and many times the two countries fought without such large casualties.

To commemorate this battle, it is indeed fitting that a knight order should be formed.

After seeing the Dread Legion, every warrior knows very well that death is not the most terrible, but it would be terrible to become a puppet like these python knights of the Dread Legion after death!

It was even more tragic than being a slave, and they could now understand why Leon had traveled all the way to Bacchus to deal with the Serpents.

The Red Death killed countless people, drove untrained civilians to their deaths, and turned valiant warriors into armies of the undead...... Everything that the Serpent Cult has done is simply against all mankind!

Even the free-legged slaves, who had suffered so much, now have a deep understanding that this is far more evil than those slave owners.

Even Justes offered to help the Order gain recognition from the Waledes Charter.

But the lord didn't care about the charter at all...... He knew that it was impossible for the Charter of Valides to recognize a knightly order formed by a group of civilians.

At this time, he took the opportunity to set up the 'Silver Hand', but it was not to regularize the troops.

"The belief of the Silver Hand is to protect this land! Destroy the evil of this land and stop the brave warriors from becoming undead monsters like that! Stop those evil deeds against humanity! ”

He wanted to undo Sigismund's previous influence - to change the position of the Freikorps from 'against the whole continent' to 'protect the whole continent'!

At the same time, give his direct subordinate troops a direct upward channel.

As for the Valides Charter - when the Silver Hand is strong enough, the Charter will open its legs and assume the most suitable position.

"Klose, when did you come back?"

While the others were cleaning up the battlefield, Leon began to catch up with his old men.

"Actually, we're back in September...... You said we'd go back to Mak Heung Ling at the end of September......"

In fact, Klose did return long ago.

After bringing back a large number of seeds for the country, Frederick was appointed foreign officer, and Klose became a hero in his homeland.

That is, the new country of Mettenheim did not have a traditional knightly class, otherwise Klose would have been called a knight from now on, even if he was not loyal to the Earl of Mettenheim.

And Dean, who went with them, the son of Creon, became a guest of honor of Count Guderian, and even served as Minister of Agriculture for Mettenheim as a Bacchus - it is estimated that Dean will not return for a while.

Under Dean's guidance, the people of Mettenheim replanted a crop of grain in the summer, and everything went well.

The only minor problem is that Klose has also encountered an invasion of the Serpent Cult in his hometown.

It's just that the Snake Worship Sect has little room for development in Mertenheim, the belief in the Iron God is relatively stable, and there is not much internal oppression, and the country is also extremely united because of the huge external enemy of Barkley.

In fact, the snake cult could not develop in Buckley - Buckley was in the midst of a technological revolution, and there were more literate people, so it was difficult for the cult to play a role.

Therefore, the Snake Cult only had two fleets that ran to Mettenheim, which was probably a brain-slapping decision made by the Snake Cult Priest Council, which was an armed invasion.

But there are ironclads in Mettenheim...... Not even the most advanced warships of the Buckley Empire could attack Mettenheim, let alone the backward ships of the Serpent Cult from two hundred years ago......

"Huh? You brought an ironclad with you? Didn't you say that ironclads can't sail far? ”