Arthurian Kingdom border, Viscounty of Lane.

Under the Viscount's Castle, a burning bonfire reflected the castle gates, and the battle was raging.

On one side of the battle, humans in leather armor and spears in their hands form a tight formation against enemies who are several times larger. Several elite warriors wearing chain mail, holding a shield in one hand and a long sword in the other, were scattered among the militia, forming a support point in the formation, and whenever an enemy broke through the formation, these elite warriors pounced on it, slashed and slashed, and soon the enemy left a few corpses and retreated temporarily.

Most of the enemies were goblins with sticks and stones, their emaciated bodies inferior to those of human teenagers, their protection even more rudimentary, and their foul-smelling dirty clothes. With their numbers, these goblins can also fight against humans, but after a stalemate for a while, some goblins have begun to think about how to escape.

Viscount von Leyen stood on the walls of the castle, looking at the battlefield at his feet with a cold look in his eyes. The walls he sat on were magnificent, four meters high and one and a half meters thick, made of stone and wood, and although not pretty, they were reliable in their sturdiness.

On either side there are guard towers with guards armed with crossbows. Viscount Ryan standing on the city wall was very safe, and although his eyes were looking at the battlefield, his thoughts had already drifted to the beginning of the demonic plague.

Since six months ago, this place has been surrounded by a thick fog, and at the same time, traces of demon activity have appeared in various places around it. Viscount Ryan sent his knights to exterminate the demons, but they were surrounded and destroyed, and then he knew that the demon disaster that was originally once in a hundred years actually came ahead of schedule.

As a member of the nobility, Viscount Lane is responsible for guarding the land. He couldn't give up his territory and his people, and if he left the heavily defended castle, he might not have much chance of escaping.

The momentum of the demon's attack was not violent, and several attacks in a row were blocked from the high walls of the castle, leaving a few corpses behind.

This also gave Viscount Ryan a fluke mentality, and the nobles who were able to resist the demons in their own territory and persist until the end of the demon disaster would be rewarded by the kingdom. When the time comes, it is not completely impossible to move up the class.

However, after the siege of the territory for six months, the food rations of the people were gradually no longer able to be maintained due to the reduction of arable land. In the castle of the viscount, ration restrictions were also introduced, however, it was still not enough to make ends meet.

A few screams interrupted the viscount's thoughts, his eyes returned to clarity, the battlefield under his feet had changed, and a team of bear goblins armed with large wooden sticks suddenly pounced.

These tall, fanged bear goblins with wild bear fur faces let out a sharp howl from their mouths, and the clubs in their hands swung down with great heaviness, breaking some of the spears that had pierced them, and then taking the opportunity to rush forward, and immediately several militiamen let out screams, blood flowed from their heads, and they fell to the ground.

Some people timidly retreated, completely destroying one side of the formation, although the elite warriors gathered in time to block the momentum of the bear goblin attack, but after all, they had lost the cover of the dense formation, and while slashing and killing a few bear goblins, two elite warriors also fell under the siege of the clubs.

Seeing that the battle situation in front of the city gate was unfavorable, Viscount Lane's eyes fluctuated slightly, in his eyes, although it was not the best time for the cavalry to attack, but the militia that formed the spear array was also a very valuable people, and it could not be consumed in vain.

Viscount Lane's hand rose and slashed down.

Behind the castle gates, a group of heavily armed cavalry had lined up in a shock formation, and in the front row were experienced knights, calming the restless horses with their hands while waiting for orders to fight.

Dressed in a suit of leather armor, the apprentice squire Levi followed behind the knight to whom he was loyal, holding a short sword tightly in his hand, and his fingers holding the short sword were so nervous that they turned white for the first time in battle.

"Levi, don't look to either side after rushing out, just follow me. Don't stop no matter what's going on around you, your job is to protect my flank, don't think about anything else. The older knight noticed Levi's nervousness and said in a gentle voice.

"Yes, Lord Ston. Levi replied in a slightly trembling voice, and he clamped his mount so hard that the two-year-old foal snorted uneasily.

"Attack!" the red flag on the lookout flashed and waved rapidly. Next to the city gate, several strong men pushed the winch hard, and the heavy city gate made a grinding sound and gradually opened to both sides.

When the passage opened by the city gate had just allowed three cavalrymen to walk side by side, the knight at the head let out a shout, and his whole body lit up with a faint white light, and the war horse under his crotch had long been unable to hold it, and as the knight slightly loosened the reins, he immediately rushed out of the gate like an arrow.

Behind this knight, there were five knights who also lit up with a faint white light all over their bodies, and the formation of the first two and three followed and rushed out, and the six knights formed a small cone formation and rushed out of the castle with a roar. Behind the knights, heavily armed cavalry and poorly equipped knightly attendants all let out shouts and urged their mounts to follow.

Levi was wrapped in the charging cavalry, and stepped into the battlefield involuntarily, and the smell of blood mixed with dust rushed into his nostrils at once. In front of him, the knights were rushing to slaughter, and the armored horses stepped into the middle of the dwarf goblins, and the iron hooves kept screaming from a piercing voice.

The bear goblins with the big stick were sluggish, but seeing the momentum of the people and horses charging over, they also felt dangerous, and several bear goblins gave up chasing the militia and raised the big stick to meet the knights.

"Spear!" the knight at the head let out another deafening roar, the knight's spear in his hand flattened, and the sharp tip of the spear stabbed at a bear goblin. The obstacles from his hands were not too great, and the heavy body of the bear goblin was powerless in front of the sharp and heavy metal spear tip.

Then the knight let go of his hand, leaving the spear on the rickety bear goblin, and drew his sword from the side of the saddle, and as the two staggered, the sword flashed, and the bear goblin's head flew high.

More knights rushed into the ranks of the bear goblins, and the gore became even stronger.

This charge is of course simple for a person with knightly qualifications, but for armed cavalry, it requires accurate judgment and excellent reflexes, a cavalryman may not have mastered the time, the spear did not release its hand in time after piercing the bear goblin, and the tail of the spear pierced the bear goblin's heavy body swung and hit the unfortunate horseman's chest.

The cavalryman's leather armor didn't have the defensive power of a knight's plate armor, and the cavalryman screamed, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then rolled off his horse.

The moment the cavalryman fell off his horse, Levi seemed to want to reach out to help him, but before he could fall down, the knight in front of him suddenly turned his head and shouted to stop.

"Stay in formation!

Countless hooves trampled over the fallen horseman, who only let out a few groans and was silent.

Levi felt his brain buzzing, he didn't know if there was one of his own mounts in the hooves of the fallen cavalry, but he knew that a living life had left the world like this.

"If it were me, would I be the same as him......" Levi's voice was so low that only he could hear it.

The knights in front let out a cheer of victory, it turned out that the cavalry had penetrated through the ranks of goblins, and there were mutilated corpses of goblins and bear goblins along the way, and this time the penetration severely hit the morale of the goblins, some of the goblins near the edge of the battlefield began to flee, and the goblins close to the cavalry showed a cowering spirit.

"Cavalry, return to formation! Prepare for a second charge!" The voice of the knight leader was strong and powerful, and the cavalry began to regroup behind him, and at this moment, a strange voice came from the darkness not far away, and what made the knight's face change greatly was that this strange voice belonged to the abyssal language unique to the demon race!

"It's not good! it's the demons, disperse!" the knight leader's order was absolutely correct, but the cavalry who faced the demons for the first time did not execute perfectly in the panic, and when the team just began to disperse, a dark red fireball the size of a human head flew from the darkness and fell into the middle of the cavalry.

There was a loud bang, and the smell of sulfur overflowed. Several unfortunate horsemen were overturned by the men and horses, and the remaining cavalry was in a great disarray, and the poorly trained horses were panicked by the sudden loud noise, and many of the horsemen's mounts under the crotch neighed and threw their masters down, while others ran wildly and crashed into each other.

Levi wasn't the unlucky guy who was hit directly by the fireball, but his pony was burned by the flying sparks and immediately jumped up and down in place. Levi tried his best to control the balance of his body, and for a while he was not left off the horse, until a startled horse crashed into him from the side.

"Crunch!" one of Levi's legs was caught between the startled horse and his mount, the pain made his face twist, and then an opposite force suddenly appeared, Levi's body slammed into the hard ground, he only felt breathless, and his eyes were black.

The shouts of the Abyssal Language became even stronger, and several more fireballs flew into the middle of the cavalry, causing even more confusion, and now the entire cavalry team was in an uncontrollable chaos except for a few knights at the head. The red flag on the castle's watchtower waved violently, it was an order for the cavalry to return to the city quickly, but unfortunately in the chaos, it was far more difficult to see this order and follow it than Viscount Lane had imagined.

The sound of wings flapping was chaotic, and the knight leader closed the mask of his helmet fiercely, and his voice looked a little dull through the mask.

"Cavalry, target demons!

There were no more than ten cavalrymen who could follow him, except for five knights, but the feeling of indomitable did not diminish in the slightest. In the face of the regular demon troops several times their own, these people did not fear, did not hesitate, and rushed to death with their chests straightened and rode towards death!

"Lord Ston......" Levi, who was struggling to support his body, let out a faint cry towards the back, and then he felt a darkness in front of his eyes, and his consciousness sank into a bottomless abyss.