"Your Highness, I'm here!

With this familiar voice, a tall knight in blue armor rode towards Hyde, it was none other than Marshall. At some point, he had already rushed out of the station with a small number of cavalry and more than 100 infantry to support. They lined up in a square and fired fierce crossbows and muskets at the swarming centaurs and Kugan archers, ready to cover the fire circle where the remnants of the cavalry had retreated to their stations.

"Thank you, Marshall. But I can't go. ”

Hyde replied briefly, his voice firm as iron. This made Marshall a little anxious.

"My good brother, you are too stubborn! Don't you see the current situation, it's time to retreat!" the tall red-haired knight couldn't help but raise his spear and slam it on the ground, his face covered with anxious sweat.

"Marshall, I know the current situation, I know it's my fault, but now there are still our comrades trapped in the siege of the Chaos Beast, this is my fault!

Hyde's voice was filled with remorse and indignation, and he understood the loss caused by his pride. The young knight was saddened to see that there were only six or seven cavalrymen who had just been able to break through with him, and that there were about a few cavalrymen trapped in the chaos and fighting to the death, including the middle-aged knight Rick who had advised him. In that fierce bloody battle, this middle-aged man wearing a white-feathered helmet had been fighting desperately behind the palace to cover the retreat of others, so he was surrounded by the beasts and could not break out.

"Marshall, you cover their retreat, I'll be back!"

With this short voice, the young lion rushed towards the army of beasts with his prancing horse without hesitation, his blood-stained wolfskin cloak fluttering in the rain of arrows, his long golden hair fluttering in the cold wind, rushing back into the siege with great momentum, rushing towards his besieged comrades!

"In that case, let me go with you!"

Marshall did not hesitate as he raised his spear and marched alongside Hyde, five or six of his bravest riders following them, and the infantry supporting them with lead bullets and arrows, and the small team struck into the array of Chaos beasts like meteors, stirring up waves of blood and fire.

Countless spears and spears were wielding like trees in the wind, the roars of wild beasts and the smell of fish came from all directions, and the last few horsemen in the encirclement fought to the death with their weapons against the swarming Gore, two of them, a young squire, and a musketeer, almost all wounded, and some even several. Their armor was torn and bleeding, but the desperation inspired them to be astonishingly courageous, and although there was little hope in sight, they were not willing to give their lives to the enemy!

Wielding swords and spears, they fought to the death in a final battle, cutting down one Gore after another to the ground. Blood splattered and howled, but the beasts did not abate in the slightest. A knight struggled to split Gore's head at the onrushing Gore, but the sword got stuck in the bone. Before he could draw his sword, a dozen spears stabbed at him, knocking him to the ground, along with men and horses. The other musketeer, whose scimitar had been broken, simply used the long-barreled musket as if it were two short hammers, but when he had struck down two beasts in succession, a mace was thrown into his temple, and he fell crookedly, and was instantly overwhelmed by the tide of the beasts.

Only the lone knight Rick was still fighting to the death, his horse dead, his helmet knocked off, his body hit several arrows, but the sturdy middle-aged man still fought like a tiger in a trap. Every time he swung his razor-sharp sword, a Gore would fall with a crier, and no Gore could walk through two rounds in front of him. The corpses of the beast in front of him were piled up in small piles, and the blood almost covered his boots. A slender young squire leaned against his back, sword and shield shielded the knight's back, the young man's face was quite beautiful, his leg was wounded, and he was half-kneeling to meet the beast, he pursed his lips tightly, anxiety and anger spurted from his big eyes.

"Your Excellency Edelman, leave me alone, my leg is injured and I can't walk!

The boy made an anxious voice, his tone unexpectedly slender, as if he had not changed his voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, I won't leave you. ”

The middle-aged knight named Edelman did not look back, he raised his shield and swung a few spears, brandished his sword to cut down a rushing Gore again, and answered the young squire's questions in a firm and tender voice. His brow furrowed, and his weather-covered face was full of excitement and determination.

When another ferocious onslaught was repulsed, the sheep-headed beasts changed their tactics. They took a few steps back, distanced themselves from the valiant knight, and hurled their javelins and hatchets at them like rain. But Edelman didn't dodge, he stood up like a wall, blocking the young man behind him, wielding his sword and shield to resist the rain of death. But there were too many javelins, and in a moment he was shot several times in the leg and arm, and then one shot pierced through the plate armor of his lower abdomen, and the blood flowed profusely, and the knight's body was crooked, and he could not hold it anymore. And the sheep-headed beasts shouted triumphantly, and immediately swarmed, looking forward to the moment when they would feast on flesh and blood.

"Hold on, I'm coming!"

The sound was like a violent thunderbolt striking the back of the Chaos Beast, and with it came a storm of death. The storm cheered up Rick Knight, and scared the beasts of Chaos.

The head of the half-sheep flew into the sky with the rain of blood, the broken horns and spears were thrown everywhere, and a cloud of galloping light and fire split the ranks of chaos, like a burning giant lion inexorably slaughtered into the encirclement! Marshall swung his spear and followed him closely, and the red-haired knight's spear flew like a golden snake, piercing one sheep-headed beast after another like lightning!

The warriors rode through the chaotic army like sharp blades cutting through rotten flesh, and like brilliant meteors crossing the dark clouds, they smashed into the core of the encirclement in the blink of an eye. The Chaos beasts that were besieging Rick Knight fled, abandoning their prey and walking away. Hyde did not pursue, but jumped off his horse and held out his hand to the wounded knight.

"I didn't listen to your precious advice just now, it's my arrogant mistake, but I will make up for it with my hands! I apologize to you, I won't leave my comrades, let's go!"

Hyde sincerely apologized to the middle-aged knight, and Marshall had brought a few empty horses just in time for them to ride, so that he could break out of the encirclement in one fell swoop!, he told himself in his heart.

"Thank you for coming to our rescue, to my kind master, His Excellency Edelman! ”

The first to greet Hyde was the handsome young squire, who was slender, wearing a breastplate and a domed helmet, holding the wounded knight in one hand and barely supporting his body with a shield in the other. The boy was about a head shorter than Hyde, with large eyes and a soft face, and looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, but his voice felt like that of a younger boy who hadn't changed his voice. This made Hyde a little weird.

"No thanks, that's what I'm supposed to do, and at the end of the day, it's because of me. Get on the horses, let's get out of here. ”

Heide replied to the young man gently, and then reached out to support the injured middle-aged man, but at this moment, suddenly a strange feeling seeped into his body, he felt a powerful force, with a huge sense of rejection, but with a vague sense of intimacy and ambivalence, it was rapidly approaching, what is this?

An uneasy instinct struck Hyde's heart, and he got on his horse and turned around. So, he saw his answer.

"What a brave man! What a touching battle! You are at last here, the knight of the false gods. You have lived up to my expectations, and you deserve to be my opponent!"

It was a gentle and graceful voice, owned by none other than Chaos Knight Tigal, and the beasts parted neatly in his path, humbly lowering their swords and spears. And the handsome Slaanese Chosen One gracefully caged his long flowing green hair, and instigated the tall Chaos Armored War Horse to stroll towards Hyde, with an elegant smile, as if walking on the boulevard in the spring breezy.

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