"Warriors of the Black Eagle Clan, kill them all-!!!"

Riding a handsome warhorse, Iskar roared and waved the Dominic scimitar in his hand, and deftly dodged an arrow that shot at him, the snowy scimitar cut a beautiful arc in mid-air, and a blood-stained head rose into the air.

The roads in the castle were not wide, and it was impossible for thousands of cavalry to gallop freely, and most of the barbarian cavalry had already rolled off their horses when they stormed the fortress, impatiently threw their shields on their horses, and pounced on the first rebel soldier with both hands on the hilt of their swords.

One phalanx after another was wrenched to pieces by these crazy barbarian warriors - these warriors didn't care if they were going to be hurt or not, and the flying blood only stimulated their hearts even more, making them even more bloodthirsty and murderous, and slashing the Dominic scimitar in their hands harder at the next enemy!

Compared to the madness of these barbarian warriors, the hastily confronted Twin Towers Fortress rebels simply did not have time to line up, let alone that they never imagined that the enemy would attack from behind - the Twin Towers Fortress had not thought that the enemy would attack from behind since the day it was built.

Perhaps these barbarian warriors, armed only with scimitars and javelins, might not be able to defeat the defenders of the fortress if they were lined up head-on, but melee and strangulation were what they did best, and the sharp Dominic scimitars and light armor, though not strong, were definitely enough for these warriors who used to be naked.

The First Banner Regiment, on the other hand, was much more calm, and these veterans formed a strong shield wall around the square, advancing layer upon layer towards the crack in the center that had been torn open by the barbarian warriors. The javelin and broadsword in his hand have become sharp weapons for life. Slowly bleed these enemies who were still resisting.

If it weren't for the fact that the walls were breached so quickly. If Iskar hadn't stormed the tower in the first place, only 2,000 soldiers would not have been enough to capture such a strong fortress, but all was not, and the moment the gates were opened, the difference in strength between the two sides would have changed the situation, and would have formed an overwhelming advantage.

But the most eye-catching thing on the entire battlefield was still the beautiful figure holding the battle flag - waving the knight's sword in his hand vigorously, Allen, riding a war horse, rushed to the front of the entire team, twisting the rebel line to pieces like the tip of a spear. The banner in his hand is the most conspicuous target, leading the knights behind him to charge again and again.

The "knight" with pale blonde hair became a demon in the eyes of all the rebels - almost a seemingly light slash would take away a head, and it was simply irresistible.

Head, shoulders, arms...... Allen, who was in an extremely anxious mood, became extremely cold, there was no trace of pity in her cold eyes, and she frantically slaughtered the enemies in front of her, with a resolute expression and a little cold-bloodedness.

Gotta get that damn bastard out anyway, definitely!

As early as the moment the city walls were breached, the entire Twin Towers fortress was equivalent to falling - the reason why it has been able to hold out until now is only stubborn resistance. The last fight back. Twice as strong cavalry had an unmatched advantage and could tear them to shreds.

Finally. Crashed.

In the face of overwhelming enemy forces and heavy casualties, the remaining enemy did not have the courage to fight to the last moment, and the last surviving rebel soldiers threw away their weapons and obediently knelt on the ground, while the officers who had always been hiding behind also raised the white flag and officially surrendered to the enemy.

The elated barbarian warriors and the veterans of the First Banner Regiment cheered loudly and shouted with great excitement, venting their emotions that had been suppressed for too long—especially everything since they came to Hantu City, which really made them feel aggrieved.

And now that there is a lesson to be taught to these bastards, and for a justifiable reason, the soldiers are in a very good mood, even if they can't grab any loot in the fortress, they are willing. The faces of these noble lords of Hantu City are really disgusting to them, and they actually dare to threaten the life of the chief flag officer, they don't know whether they are alive or dead!

Not to mention the significance of this twin-tower fortress - slowly retracting the long knife from its scabbard, Iskar, wiping sweat, looked at this magnificent castle with some strange looks. Ever since he was a child, he had heard countless stories from his predecessors, the legends of the warriors of the eastern tribes who gathered thousands of troops one after another, defeated the Turin legions in the wasteland, and then sank in the sand of the Twin Towers.

And now with only a thousand cavalry, he has captured this castle that has not been breached by the people of Hantu for hundreds of years, but as a subordinate of a Turin noble...... Iska suddenly felt a little lost, what is he, a hero or a traitor?

Is it right to drag the clan into the civil war of the Turin people - now the entire Black Hawk Clan, nay, the entire Eagle's Nest Valley, is tied to his chariot by Edward, and his interests are related to the survival of the entire Eagle's Nest Valley!

In any case, he is to make the clan strong, even if he is subservient to this man named Edward, it is only temporary, and sooner or later, the Black Eagle Clan will be able to dominate the entire Eagle's Nest River Valley, or even the wider area, without relying on others.

In the square, the soldiers were still cleaning up the battlefield and collecting all the rebels who had surrendered. But Eren couldn't wait, and the impatient blonde girl stepped on the blood-soaked stairs and slammed open the door of the castle hall!

Almost as soon as she rushed in, a figure suddenly appeared and hugged the girl tightly into her arms. Qianli's delicate body suddenly stiffened and remained motionless.

"Bang!" let go of his fingers, and the sword fell to the ground.

Eren tried his best to restrain himself from crying, but his blue eyes were already watery, and Sakura's lips were clenched, and even bloodshot could be seen.

"Sorry...... Worries you again. Edward's voice was soft, with a little helplessness: "This is the second time I've been rescued by you." ”

The black-haired knight gently patted his little wife's back: "Although it is not the first time, please accept my sincere apologies and most sincere thanks...... My dear Alan, really, really thank you. ”

"Damn bastard......" Even if she tried to curb it, the girl's sobbing snort was still obvious: "Don't you know that you take your life a little seriously?!"

"Why, why do you have to do this kind of thing again and again, why? Why do you have to deliberately take such a risk, can't you just tell me first?!" The delicate body rubbed desperately into the hard embrace, and cried loudly: "You have to let people worry about you so much!"

Die, die, you damn bastard, don't die, you should have died a thousand times, ten thousand times!

"Because I know that my dear little wife will come to my rescue, won't she?" replied Edward, reassuringly, hugging Alan's still trembling body, "You're doing a great job. ”

"Liar, you're lying to me again. Although he was very moved, Alan still retorted: "You must be saying that I have done this too much, even if I don't come, you will definitely have a way to escape." ”

You're so smart...... Edward couldn't help but smile bitterly, but didn't speak.

"This is the second time you've been rescued by me. While sobbing, Alan said softly: "You are not allowed to underestimate me in the future, I am the heir of the Kwen family, and I also have the blood of knights flowing in my body!"

"Of course, how can our Miss Allen be an ordinary person?!" Edward deliberately smiled exaggeratedly, "I never doubted your talent, trust me!"

You're a fool if you believe it, you damn bastard! Although she was still not convinced, the girl had already stopped crying: "Don't leave me behind again, don't you hear!"

"Absolutely not!" Edward immediately agreed, the corners of his mouth raised, "Victory or defeat." (To be continued.) )