"Boom-!!!" A fireball of black smoke fell from the sky, exploding a dazzling fire only two or three meters away from Edward, and the scorching breath was accompanied by screams and splashes of debris to kick up billowing smoke and dust!

Almost as soon as the fireball fell, Edward jumped off his horse, and then a painful hissing sounded in his ears, and the crimson tall horse hissed in the bursting flames, leaving a trail of blood in the fire pit that bloomed like a flower!

Shirrell, who was following Edward as a guard, reached out and grabbed him by the shoulder, and pulled him from the ground without saying a word, and the black eyes hidden under the helmet seemed to have some kind of strange light, but he didn't say anything. Edward, who drew his sword, only smiled a little embarrassedly.

Huge fireballs roared up from the walls of Bright Star City one after another, with a terrifying sound and scorching flames falling from the sky, constantly ravaging the front of the Purple Sail Mercenary Regiment, every place of the flames was accompanied by terrible screams and trampling sounds, the soldiers who were ignited by the flames knelt on the ground and shouted miserably, and then were trampled to death by the brothers behind them!

One by one, the broken and dusty flags fluttered on the ground, and the scattered Purple Sail Mercenary Regiment marched towards the city walls of Bright Star City like rolling waves, and the steady pace did not even hesitate at all, stepping on the remains of the robe in front of the corpse and moving forward quickly, with a silent expression like water.

There was no sound, no loud shouting, the mercenaries of the fast walking army in the flames were quiet as if they were a group of ascetics, holding spears and shields in their hands, listening to the steady sound of drums, and their eyes were firmly striding in the direction of the city wall.

Silently following Edward, Shairel looked at the enemies around him with a little surprise, who had fought with him not long ago - is this the legion that Bright Star City is proud of, defeating all the Dominica city-states?

Shrell Lightlane, who also led a small mercenary group, couldn't help but compare it with his own silver blood, but he had to admit that if it was really the same amount, the silver blood was definitely no match for these purple sail mercenaries. Even when he was in Fort Clarrum, without Edward's existence, without this guy's almost cold-blooded battles, but he forgot to die again and again, that isolated castle would never be able to hold it!

Looking at the approaching city walls in the distance, the corners of Landzel's mouth slowly curled up on his solemn cheeks - even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could imagine how the nobles of Bright Star City on the city walls would be panicked, hiding in their mansions and shivering.

Everything is today, the humiliation, contempt, contempt of the past...... Just today, I'm going to turn you all to ashes and show you what you have to pay!

The shiny scimitar was pulled out of its sheath at his waist and raised high with Landzel's arm. In an instant, the originally calm drum beat suddenly stagnated, and rolled up with an unrivaled momentum like dominoes, and the calm Zifan mercenaries suddenly stepped down their heavy steps and launched a charge towards the city wall!

"Charge, take down the city wall, and plant the flag in the Bright Star City-!" the herald of the Zifan Mercenary Regiment roared hoarsely, responding to him with wave after wave of shouts and fireballs whistling in the sky, all the mercenaries roared angrily and raised their shields in front of them, clutching the throwing spears and scimitars in their hands and rushing towards the city wall that was not far away.

Roars, screams. Trampled or struggling in the flames, a high-pitched roar came out from the tide of military formations, against the fireballs that fell from the sky, and the hunting battle flags pointed directly at the towering city walls of Bright Star City in front!

In the shouts and the explosion of flames, the roaring army finally covered the city walls, and the black arrow rain slanted down from the city walls, with the light of the stars and sparks in the vanguard crowd of blood flowers, and the momentum of the charge faintly stopped. But then the mercenaries who caught up immediately filled the vacancy of the people in front of them.

"Shoot the arrows, what are you doing there?!Shoot them, shoot them!" The Dominic officers on the city wall waved the scimitars in their hands and shouted at the few militiamen who were still in a daze: "Whoever wants to die should die by himself, and if he wants to live, shoot me desperately, and drive down all this group of damned traitors!"

The panicked militiamen hurriedly put their bows on the strings, but it was too late - in a rhythmic shout, the ladder carts that had been prepared had been pushed up the city wall, the rough ropes and gears creaking and turning, and the terrified militiamen trembled and held their shields in front of them, staring at the planks that had fallen on the wall in front of them.

Despite being frightened by the rapid onslaught of the enemy, the defenders of Bright Star City on the city walls quickly organized their defenses, holding up the shield wall in front of the treads that fell on the city walls. The Purple Sail mercenaries, who had been waiting on the ladder car for a long time, laughed bloodthirstily and pounced on the enemy on the city wall like wolves!

Throwing spears, heavy shields, scimitars...... Two identical armies converged like a tide on the ancient city walls, shouting the same slogans and killing each other, tearing their former compatriots to pieces, stabbing the blades in their hands without any mercy, stepping on each other's bodies and laughing heartily, and then rushing to the next enemy!

"This is what you said, the breakthrough that can completely disintegrate the defenses of Bright Star City?!" Edward, who raised his sword to block the spear, shouted at Landzel behind him with the corners of his mouth, and the entire city wall was full of shouts of killing, mixed with the sound of sharp blades clashing and flesh tearing, and his voice couldn't even be heard clearly by Shirell who was still desperately protecting him next to him.

"And I'm not wrong - what stands at your feet is the ancient Wall of Starlight, a wall made of fallen meteorites!" Landzel waved the scimitar in his hand and answered Edward's question with a laugh: "As long as we take here, we can directly attack the Lord's Palace in Bright Star City, and half of the city's wealth will be ours!"

"But if we want to take the wall, we must first take the tower, kill all the archers inside, and make the way for the army behind. "A kick kicked away the militia who were still dying and trying to grab him, and tore him in the neck with a knife. Then he picked up the tip of the blood-stained knife and pointed to the arrow tower not far away for Edward: "Take it, and then shut up the group inside, and we'll win half of the battle." ”

"So what are we waiting for?" Edward, who shook a sword flower slightly, chuckled and glanced at the purple-haired mercenary behind him, "Dear Miss Shirrell Lytlane, would you like to be my dance partner?"

"Hmph!" Shairel glanced at Landzel's face, still looking very vigilant, but he was already standing behind Edward with the two-handed greatsword.

"Kill them all, and kill them all!" Edward, who was also smiling, shouted behind him, "Plant the Flame Goshawk Banner!"

"What a real madman!" Landzel grabbed the herald by the collar beside him, "Take your best brother and protect this madman - if he dies, I'm afraid that Leonardo will not spare us!"

“...... Obey!" The herald's mouth trembled, gritted his teeth and nodded, raising the scimitar in his hand: "Everyone, follow the black-haired Turin knight and rush out-!"

Hearing the shouts, the Purple Sail mercenaries almost immediately turned their attention to Edward Witwood, who was wielding a blood-stained sword in the crowd, and Shirrell Lytlane, who was holding a two-handed greatsword and slashing wildly around Edward, like a flood along the gap that was killed by two people!

More and more warriors were attracted by the shouts, and the screams were mixed with the smell of blood, and a "road" of blood and corpses on the ancient city wall was slowly piling up.