The galloping of horses, the heavy sound of horses' hooves trampling the ground into a loud rumble like rolling thunder, shook the fields, moors, and mountains, and the sharp knights' spears stood like moving steel forests, and countless slender pennants and streamers embroidered with family crests fluttered like a colorful cloud beneath the spears.

The combined forces of the nations and the lords are rushing towards the location of the Death Pass with an unstoppable force, but instead of gathering in one place, they are divided into three routes. Among them, 10,000 heavily armored elite knights formed a left flank like a huge steel fist with spikes, flanking the crushing rift on the right side of the outlaw pass in a perfect arc, the right flank was only slightly smaller in number than the left flank, but much less powerful, in addition to the 2,000 elite knights, the garrison rangers of the Talon fortress in light leather armor, the pikemen and cavalry infantry of the Kingdom of Siggis who were not skilled in horsemanship, and the heavy armored infantry of the 3rd Griffin Regiment formed the main force on the right flank. As the force moved forward, it was arranged in an unusually thick formation, not so much ready to attack from the right flank, but ready to engage in a defensive battle at any time.

The Chinese army of the coalition army is composed of the main force of the Griffin Knights, with the steel sword of 800 griffon knights at the front, followed by a dozen commanders who are slowly moving forward like giants, 2,000 sniper archers and elven archers with longbows in their hands, with the calm expression of a marksman, standing behind the battlement on the top floor of the Commander's Wheel Palace, with quivers full of feather arrows at their feet, their fingers slightly adjusting the bowstrings, and thousands of white wolf light cavalry wearing wolf skin armor and fur cloaks, carrying short javelins on their shoulders, riding dwarf horses unique to the northern county。 A thousand heavy cavalry in the armor of the griffin champion knights followed in reserve at the rear of the Chinese army, hundreds of glorious cathar knights marched with them, dozens of majestic golden griffin banners fluttering in the air, and the banners of the hammer of judgment and the sword of judgment fluttered in the wind.

The horse under his crotch increased his speed with every shake of the reins of the Gordon Knight, and this was a very good military warhorse, charging at full speed no worse than those first-class thoroughbred horses, and it was tireless. Even in the talented Griffon Knights, only those who have the rank of Champion Knight or higher can get such a good mount. The moment the knight of Gordon took the reins of this war horse, his heart was full of emotion, and he swore to live and die together. Inseparable, almost having to eat and live in the stable.

As the advance of the troops approached the Pass, the blood of the Gordon Knight's body gradually accelerated, and finally his entire body seemed to be surrounded and burned by fire, his sword had long been unsheathed, held high above his head, and the blade gleamed with a fierce light eager to drink the blood of the enemy.

The scene of tens of thousands of heavily armored knights speeding up the charge together was truly spectacular, and countless horses' hooves swayed into the sky. The steel spears formed a rolling torrent capable of breaking through any levee. However, the Pass was drenched in a gray haze, and there was nothing worth attacking, only the crumbling cliffs and the valley road completely buried by mountains of broken rocks.

The Knight of Gordon, who was charging at the front line, couldn't help but hesitate, he was already ready to sacrifice his life, even if he was facing the Eternal Sleep Guide Ku Xi Yu himself, he could not hesitate to ride his horse forward. However, if there are rocks and cliffs in front of you. And if he can't find an enemy, then how can he release the blade in his hand, no matter how sharp the blade in his hand is, and how fearless the courage in his chest is?

Fortunately, such hesitation was only a matter of moments, because it was less than three hundred meters away from the outlaw pass at the front of the troops. Several bolts of lightning suddenly fell from the clear sky, bursting into a dazzling light above the Death Pass, and the haze shattered like a torn scroll, revealing the army of gods waiting behind it. ...,

Behind the countless inferior gods, Garibaldi the Light-Weary lifted his filthy head, his eyes shining sharply beneath the folds and tumors. "Is it the magic unleashed by the legendary powerhouse, and the humble and stupid ants want to use their brute bravery to attack the outlaw pass?

"It is difficult for them to threaten Thomas Yangsen, who is hidden deep in the realm of the gods, but they can easily threaten us who have not yet regained their full strength. Calamity Flame Aroji said in a voice that looked like flames bursting, "Garibaldi, should we order our troops to retreat and avoid their attack as planned?"

"No, drive out those inferior gods. Let them catch up and start a dogfight. Garibaldi's tone was cold and intimidating, without a hint of pity or kindness. "For us to finally choose to sit idly by, those humans must be able to show enough strength, not to mention that blood and killing are part of our life and strength, of course, the more the better. ”

"Oooh, yes, it's time for a big kill?" The strange sound of Inguta the Gluttonous Sucker never made a pleasant mood, even for fellow High Sins, Calamity Flame and Lightweary closed their mouths as their companions squirmed their massive bodies and crawled forward before disappearing into the bulging dirt.

Seeing countless terrifying monsters that can only appear in the deepest nightmares in front of him, literally like wild grasses growing wildly, the Knight of Gordon did not have any fear in his heart, but felt that his entire chest was about to be torn apart by anger. "Sweep away the darkness and be fearless!" he heard himself shout, and in an instant, an even more majestic echo sounded in his ears, "Griffin Knight, there is no advance or retreat!"

On the left flank, a steel fist composed of tens of thousands of heavily armed knights unleashed a very ferocious attack, and those terrifying-looking monsters were slashed by swords, spears, and trampled with iron hooves, splashing waves of filthy blood from the place where the battle line touched. Hundreds of knights fell from their horses, but as long as they survived, they rose to fight again. They were accompanied by ten times as many inferior gods, and those who were lucky not to be badly injured retreated, trying to escape the steel blades that were forcing their lives.

More than a dozen commanders of the Chinese army are slowly approaching, the huge wheels crushing the ground with a heavy rolling sound like thunder, and the axles thicker than the waistline of adult men make a creaking and screeching sound. However, none of these voices could dampen the shouts of the sniper archer, Sir Grace, the famous marksman who stepped on the battlements of the low wall of the Commander's Wheel Palace, pulled the silver fir longbow with both hands, and placed an armor-piercing arrow with a strong divine power on the bowstring.

"Attention to the squads of the 4th Griffin Regiment, according to the predetermined plan, each chooses its own target - ten waves of continuous rapid fire! Attack!"

A dazzling silver light streaked through the sky, striking a burly monster with only one eye on its head, filled with sinister killing intent, and a huge mouth underneath that was about to bite at a fallen griffin knight. At this moment, the silver alloy armor-piercing arrow fell from the sky, piercing the monster's one-eye, and then exploded into a dazzling light.

While the monster's headless corpse was still twitching and struggling, more silver light fell from the sky, like a gust of wind covering the monster's array, blood and screams rising at the same time.

"Elven marksmen, don't let the human archers see our jokes and attack!" The voice of the secret archer Larry Moon Bow sounded from the top of another commander's wheel palace, and with his order, the elven marksman troops also showed superb skills worthy of the first marksman in the continent, and the exquisitely shaped elven arrows tore through the air, each of which accurately penetrated the vital point of a god-evil monster hundreds of meters away. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )