"For the goddess of the lake!

Under the golden glow, King Charles himself led thousands of Bretonnian knights and rushed towards the beast army of Mogul.

The horses galloped, and the beastmen in the front row were knocked down and trampled like wheat from the autumn harvest. Trumpets sounded, war songs rang out, and the earth was filled with dust, a mist of blood-mixed with the blood and dirt of the beastmen.

Five thousand Bretonnian knights, like a surging river, broke the flanks of the beastmen in one wave. Crush the Beastmen who have just come ashore.

Under the tin can, Tallinnam's blood boiled all over his body, he couldn't see what was ahead, dust and blood mist obscured his vision, and the smell of blood wafted from his heavily armed helmet. Inside the tin can, sweat covered his forehead and neck, just as Bertto had warned him before the battle, Tallinnham could only hold the reins, clamp his horseback, and charge with the army. He held the spear, but the spear did not know what it stabbed and snapped.

Covered in blood and entrails, Tallinnham knew that he had followed the army into the interior of the Beastmen Legion. The Knights are like a sharp sword, a sword that shines silver, tearing through the enemy's defenses and piercing into the enemy's heart.

When the horses stopped charging, Tallinnham looked around, surrounded by an endless army of beastmen. At least five hundred Bretonnian knights were encircled by the Beastmen.

"Retreat! Retreat! Rush again!"

He heard the roar of the Grand Duke Beth-Hemomond not far away, and the fire dragon insignia on the battle banner was still conspicuous among the chaotic army.

The knights around him began to assemble and kill in the direction of the Grand Duke. Tarinnham could not find Berto, so he could only follow the large army in the direction of the Grand Duke. His longsword stabbed a beastman who lunged at him, the tip of his sword stabbing through the left shoulder of the badhorn and out of the back. When he pulled it out, the blade was still stained with the blood of the beastmen's stars.

Tallinnam couldn't fight, he remembered what Berto told him before the war, not to fight. In melee combat, humans have no advantage. Using the power of the horse's charge to pierce the enemy is what a knight should do. Otherwise, the company might as well be an infantryman.

He clamped his horse and burst out of the encirclement, rushing a Chaos Egg along the way. The demon's tentacles almost caught him, and at the critical moment, Tallinnam clenched his long sword, and with the help of the inertia of the war horse's charge, a sword slashed the tentacles of the Chaos Egg, black blood splattered, and the deformed arm of the Chaos Egg flew up in the air, and then fell to the ground, trampled by other cavalry. Behind him, dust flew and soon obscured his vision......

"Stop shooting!"

In the forest, the prophetess Liv rode a stag through the Wood Elf position and ordered the Forest Ranger to stop shooting. The Bretonnian knight is already engaged in close combat with the enemy, and shooting again at this time is likely to injure the human knight by mistake.

At the same time, in order to support the Bretonnian knights, the Wood Elf commander Araros ordered the Sword Dancers to attack.

The lightly armored sword dancers quickly closed the army of beastmen from the other side of the riverbank.

"Forward!"

At the same time, the Wood Elf commander Alalos gave the order to advance as a whole. The Eternal Guard once again lined up their shields and advanced with spears. On the narrow front, dense spears stabbed back and forth, and the blood of the beastmen gushed out like a fountain. Bibi eBook

On the front, Aralos was armed with a spear of revenge and personally took part in the fight. The golden spear flew in the hands of Aralos, more graceful and powerful than the sword dancer.

A badhorn rushed up with a machete and was impaled in the chest by Alaros, and on the other side, a razormon rushed at the same time. Alaros instantly drew the short knife on his back and slit the razor's throat with a single blow. In the next second, with the strength of his powerful arm, the Wood Elf Lord drew the spear that pierced the body of the Badhorn, and the warm blood of the beastman splashed in front of him.

In front of him, a minotaur warrior rushed over with a savage roar, only to see Arallos pick up his hunting spear and throw it with smooth skill. I saw a flash of golden light, and the spear of revenge plunged straight into the left chest of the minotaur, and the charging minotaur suddenly stopped running, knelt on the ground like a statue, and the hunting spear pierced its heart.

Allalos walked over, glanced at the beast more, and drew his spear, standing on top of the dead minotaur and sounding the horn of attack.

Behind him, the Wood Elf Eternal Guard kept advancing. On the riverbank ground, there were the corpses of beastmen everywhere, and there were bloody scenes everywhere.

Tallinnham finally arrived at the Grand Duke's side, his armor and horses had been dyed blood-red, his helmet had been knocked off, and the blood had solidified in his hair, forming strips of blood scabs. Berto was still nowhere to be found, the chaotic battlefield, the knights were gathering, there was blood everywhere, and there were people fighting everywhere, and Tallinnham couldn't find a specific person, just as he couldn't find Rhodes in the chaotic town that day.

The histories are so similar, however, that Tallinnham knows that he is nothing more than a mortal. There are so many things that mortals can't do. He could only follow the Grand Duke's charge and break out of the encirclement.

The fire dragon banner of the Bastogne family fluttered in the blood mist, "Brothers, follow me and rush out!

The Grand Duke Bohemund roared angrily, and in the blood mist, the old lord's white hair was flying, but the knights of the kingdom who followed him were still in high spirits and high morale.

"Cheer, rush!"

Finally, three hundred knights of the kingdom, led by the Grand Duke Bethmond, fought their way out of the encirclement.

The knights on the periphery regrouped again. Each of them was covered in scarlet blood, but the gritty and bravery still hung on their faces.

The flints thrown by the catapults flew overhead, carrying smoke and falling across the river. Tallinnham turned his head to look and suddenly saw the most terrifying scene - on the narrow black water river, the corpses of countless beastmen floated in it, and in the place where the corpses were most dense, even a corpse bridge made of corpses was formed, and dense beastmen were passing through this corpse bridge, and their efficiency in crossing the river was obviously much faster than at the beginning.

"The king, the king is inside!"

I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and everyone looked in the direction they were pointing, and vaguely saw the brightly colored griffon banner in the crowd of beastmen near the river. Obviously, King Charles rushed too fast when he led the charge, and a wave of charges came down, and he was deeply surrounded by the beastmen. Fortunately, there is the King's Guard, which can hold out for a while.

"Save the King!"

Berhemond roared with all his might. Just as he was about to charge again, he saw that another group of centaurs had already taken the lead and killed the herd. Tallinnham fixed his eyes on Berto's two-horse banner fluttering in the blood-colored air......