Tuyarav looked up.

The bronze sky in front of them, engraved with the marks of war, was just hanging lonely above everyone's heads at this moment, as if in the next second, an invisible force would tear it into endless pieces.

The roaring wind in the distance swept through the vast wilderness with flying sand and rocks from the end of the world, and the atmosphere of slaughter overflowed everyone's hearts.

Time is running out... Until then, you must win! Warriors of the Empire...

He looked intently ahead, the towering walls that carried his fate, and... The fate of all.

However, the next moment, he froze like a puppet.

What's going on? Imperial Blade...

The inexplicable change in formation, the perverse Silver Wing Legion, does not seem to act as expected...

Could it be that the killing machine rolls in from a distance, but it is difficult for people to easily see through the context.

He groaned, but there was a hint of panic in his expression.

Then, as the marshal of the empire, he immediately walked down the city wall in a hurry, so that the soldiers around him with determined expressions all showed incredible expressions at the same time.

"Pass my order for the Imperial Blade and the Frontline Legion to withdraw to the Stronghold immediately!" he announced loudly, "Hurry up, it's too late!"

The soldiers moved when they heard the wind, but at this moment, on the battlefield, they had already fallen into the purgatory of the world intertwined with blood.

The prince's blade still slashed down like silver lightning, and William's cry was as loud and high-pitched as ever, however, no one expected that there would be an unexpected situation in the flank and rear of the battle line.

One of the knights came back to his senses: "Oh no, these guys, their real goal is not to fight us!"

Due to the deep penetration of the lone army, the Imperial Blade at this moment was already in the depths of the original battle formation, and the Holy Wing Legion swarming in the rear was almost facing the same situation.

The silver-winged soldiers in the center line retreated like a tide, their silver armor, although stained with blood, still firmly carried out their orders, and the imperial legions that wanted to take advantage of the pursuit became like the judgment of death.

However, the silver-winged soldiers on the left and right flanks appeared behind the Holy Wing Legion in an instant.

At this moment, looking from the city wall, the front of the Silverwing Kingdom seemed to be directly dented from the middle, and the golden armor covered the area, and the silverwing soldiers on both wings immediately launched a two-sided attack on them.

Like a bowstring about to be opened, the Imperial Blade was at the center of this crescent-shaped zone, naturally surrounded on three sides. The sturdy horses neighed mournfully, as if sensing this sudden crisis.

"We're trapped!" someone shouted hoarsely. Ai Suyan turned his head, and his delicate brows couldn't help but wrinkle violently.

It's just one step away... The legions of the kingdom on both wings did not retreat, but advanced, and the ends of the bowstrings were slowly gathering towards the center... Tuyarav pondered: But the infantry is slow to move and cannot be recalled quickly, should I watch them die on the battlefield?

So he reluctantly continued to give orders to the defenders of the city wall: "Archers support, cover the retreat of our legions!"

After receiving the order, there was already a slight loosening in the rear of the Holy Wing Legion, and some of the lagging soldiers began to retreat sporadically in the direction of the city wall, but the situation was still not optimistic.

Beneath the pale canopy, a rain of iron arrows rained down from the sky, striking their targets like shadows, piercing through the thick armor until blood flowed out.

The "strong archers" of the Holy Wing Empire, with powerful arm strength and a tough longbow, a mighty volley is enough to instantly wipe out the bones of a team of 100 people.

Clusters of arrows cut through the flesh and skin of the soldiers, bringing pain and despair at the same time, and life was broken like dead branches. However, the glorious Silver Wing Guardians' expressions remained as firm as if they had been blessed by the gods.

Although the powerful bow is coming, we have no choice but to complete the mission...

In the blink of an eye, even the rear front of the Holy Wing Legion was completely cut off by the surging Silver Wing Legion, and the Imperial Blade, which could not recover, looked desperately at the seemingly endless formidable enemy beside him.

"We have no way back, because there is no road to the gates. William found out about this, and seemed rather helpless to say to everyone.

"We were the first to charge, but we were the first to fall victim to this stupid deployment!" a knight swung his sword and beheaded an enemy soldier, then turned away, "Are we at a loss for what to do?

Before he could finish speaking, the blade of a silverwing soldier pierced through his armor, and the horse screamed, and the greatsword swept away, and his master's blood flowed all over the ground, and his mouth let out a final murmur, like a whisper of doom, and his expression suddenly lost his look, and then he rolled limply to the ground, like a puppet that had been sucked of all life.

This is the first Imperial Blade Knight to die in this battle today.

"You trash!" William roared and rushed forward.

"There's a team of greatsword infantry ahead, please be careful!" But at this moment, William no longer seemed to hear anyone's advice.

He swung his sword and slashed at the nearest enemy in front of him, but only to receive a crisp sound of gold and iron resonating with a "clang", and the enemy in front of him seemed to have a hint of mockery in his expression, and the giant sword in his hand was blocked in front of him, like a treasure guard awakened from sleep.

"You're so tired. At this moment, all the Imperial Blade knights stepped forward at the same time and gathered around William.

"How can such a thing be so rare for us?" said the knights in unison, "Today, let all of our lives be with the glory and disgrace of the Empire!"

They raised their blades above their heads at the same time, the bright surface transmitted incredible power, the light on the blades flashed as if from ancient human nature, and all the noble minds under the golden armor seemed to be ready for the final battle with the great enemy.

"Long live the Empire! Advancing Imperial Blades! Pierce the firmament and weave through the endless darkness!" their roars outlouded the fiercest of cannons, and the iron hooves of their horses were pointed at the first enemies in front of them, and the blades of their swords fell without leaving any stone in sight. As soon as the Silver Wing's front was assembled, it was immediately attacked with extreme speed.

"Hopefully we'll win in the end. Essuyan calmly supported the knights in the rear, but at this time, he suddenly noticed that William's muscular body began to tremble strangely for some reason.

Then he suddenly jumped into the air, and the soldiers at his feet looked at him in horror, but his real target was clearly to point to a guy who resembled a Commander of the Silver Wing.

The other party was slowly moving towards the front line, only to see that he was wearing heavy silver armor, long hair was scattered, he had a beard on his cheeks, his eyes looked extremely fierce, and the hilt of the giant sword in his hand was richly decorated, and the blade was slightly wider than that of the soldiers next to him.

The knights were a little surprised at first, but after a moment, they all began to help as if they recognized something.

"It's Maurice!Defeat him!William, for the sake of the dead Bill!," they shouted as they brandished their swords.

Ai Suyan was slightly stunned: "This is what William said about the Hastan officer Morris who fell from the city wall a month ago? He turned his horse's head, but caught a glimpse of the strange situation on the ramparts of the ramparts in the distance.

I saw that among all the archers, only one had a completely different expression from the others.

His gaze was deep and far-reaching, and the inside of his pupils seemed to be full of projections of war, but they were not shocking like a calm lake, and Ai Suyan's expression was in a trance: This guy... I still seem to have an impression... Oh yes: isn't that exactly what Gunna?

This playful and witty face, it looks like I will not forget...

As if inspired by something, Ai Suyan waved his arm towards the city wall, shouting loudly, as if he had seen the newborn rising sun.

"We'll be back!, cheer us on!" his voice was loud and penetrating, and he vaguely saw Guna on the city wall nodding slightly to him, but the people around him were full of voices, maybe only the best hearing in the world could hope to clarify the meaning of Ai Suyan's words.

The prince turned his head firmly, the knights were using their lives to stop the attack of the greatsword infantry, and the feud between William and Maurice was manifested in a duel in their rear.

It's just that the final result of this duel seems to be a little unoptimistic...

Due to the fierce battles, William's skills and physical strength have become much worse than before, and in the swing of the blade, his steps gradually began to loosen, but on the other party's face, the confident smile has not been wiped away.

"Is that all you have to do?" Morris pressed forward, the provocative meaning in his eyes constantly flashing.

The next second, the giant sword in his hand was raised high, and then it slashed towards William's head with an expressionless face, and the situation was so desperate that it seemed that there was no power left to stop his killing.

However, a powerful force broke through the sky at this time, carrying the sanction from justice, and an arrow shot at Morris's right arm impartially at the moment when the giant sword fell, and he snorted, the momentum of the blade suddenly dropped, and his expression looked painful.

William retreated, sword in the middle of a cleared area, still panting from his mouth.

Ai Suyan looked curiously in the direction where the arrow was coming from.

Then, the corners of his mouth once again flashed with a faint smile.

Now, it's finally my turn to make a big fight...