"God Bless Turin - !!!"

With the shouts of the first Turin soldiers to walk on the shore from the ship, waving all kinds of flags and dressing differently, the Turin army finally rushed to the Hornfort, and hundreds of Turin soldiers who were shouting and fighting jumped off the longboat, roared and rallied on the coast, and then quickly charged towards the Dominican barracks!

Knights with swords held alof, infantry wielding spears...... The tide of armies poured directly into the Dominica camp, and the enemy, who had not expected all this, could not even organize a decent counterattack, and the chaotic and desperate resistance was soon torn to pieces by wave after wave of charges, and then drowned in a carnival of shouts.

There wasn't much fighting at all, and the entire barracks of the Purple Sail Mercenary Regiment were completely taken by this sudden Turin army, and the soldiers who hadn't fully reacted seemed to have some unbelievable delusions, but they had already begun to cheer excitedly, and they didn't need too many orders to start hunting down the remaining remnants of the enemy's routs and wounded soldiers.

Black lion, handstand spear, roaring giant bear...... Soldiers dressed in various forms of heraldic costumes fought side by side with the knights, all of whom were private soldiers under the command of various lords from the south of the Kingdom of Turin, and the armies that were gathered in response to the call of the kingdom - although the southern and eastern borders could not be compared with the long-standing peace, the border lords near Dominica still maintained a considerable number of troops.

Among the nearly 100 sergeants and several knights, Viscount Otto Kwyn stood proudly under the banner of the shield spear with a black background, and shouted at the surrounding armies with his sword - as the lord of Fort Hague, especially in the Dominica War thirty years ago, almost no one doubted his war talent, and because of this, he won the trust of the knights of the south.

Allen, who was still in high spirits before he came, now followed his father cautiously, wearing a delicate armor and a helmet, and he didn't even dare to take a breath of air. Looking at the heraldic flags waving in the wind around her, my father had brought almost all the troops from the entire south who had responded to the call! The blonde girl, who didn't know whether to be surprised or surprised, just pursed her lips and looked nervously at Fort Horn, which was still under siege by the enemy in the distance.

Edward, you damn bastard, hold on to me a little longer, there's no way a guy like you would die in a place like this, right?

"Order down, burn all the enemy's baggage - food, weapons, we don't take anything, and when we defeat Bright Star City, we don't need to covet this little money!" While ordering loudly, the fierce-faced Otto raised the sharp sword in his hand: "Burn down their camp, kill all the remnants of the enemy, we must let them also taste what despair is!"

"Yes!" the herald, who was also excited, smiled a very cruel grin, shouted loudly the orders of Viscount Otto, and rode his horse into the chaotic camp, and the sound of revelry resounded all around, and the whole camp was completely engulfed in flames, and the slaves and wounded soldiers were dragged out of some corners one by one, wailing miserably, and then being disemboweled, or beheaded, by the laughing soldiers around them.

Seeing that the people around him were gone, Allen, who pursed his lips, stepped forward with some fear, and stood beside Viscount Otto very respectfully: "I...... I didn't expect you to agree with me, and thank you for doing so, and I will always remember your generosity and kindness, Father!"

"It's not up to you to say that, you should let the guy on the top of the hill who is not far from death speak. Viscount Otto tugged at the corners of his mouth, glanced at his daughter behind him who was hiding from him with his head down, and snorted coldly: "And I'm here because Leonardo is, but not because I promised to let that guy marry you!"

"Father, Father, your ......" Allen, who was still a little scared just now, blushed crampedly, and his tongue seemed to be curled, and he couldn't even speak clearly: "What do you call that guy...... What the hell?!"

"I know I've never been a good father, especially to you. Looking at his daughter's appearance, Viscount Otto sighed softly: "But I can still do what a father should do - I will not let my children down!"

"Father's ......"

Before the voiceless Alan could say anything, Viscount Otto had already turned on his horse, his sword held high and galloped through the chaotic camp, the black shield and spear flag behind him followed like a cold shadow, and the cry echoed in everyone's ears: "Turines, follow me to kill those damned worms and save our brethren!"

"God Bless Turin - !!!"

The roaring Turin soldiers and knights quickly assembled and formed the ancient "triumph" of the Turineans: the cavalry at the front, the infantry at the center, and the crossbowmen scattered in the rear—a tactic that may seem rudimentary, but it was also the easiest and most convenient tactic to use.

For Viscount Otto, there is no such thing as an "ancient" or "new" tactic in this world - the camp is destroyed, and the Dominicians who are still attacking the castle in the vanguard will definitely not be able to withstand a round of charge from the Turin knights, so this is the best tactic to use!

"Radiant Cross, God bless Turin-!!!" The neat cry echoed in everyone's ears, and Viscount Otto, holding aloft the black-background shield and spear flag, stood at the front: "For the Glorious Cross, charge-!"

The stormy knights of Turin swept past the rear of the Purple Sail Mercenary Regiment, and the terrible horses and spears crushed all those who tried to defend themselves, and fell to pieces under the hooves of their horses, the terrible "hurricane" did not encounter any effective resistance at all, tearing the entire rear wing apart.

"Turines, for the glorious cross—!" the hoplites who followed the stormtroopers roared with the same loud rage, clenching their spears and heavy shields in their hands, pressing down on the Dominic soldiers, who had completely destroyed their defenses.

It was only at this time that the Dominic army on the hillside began to change formation, and the troops that were still attacking the castle were withdrawn one after another, entrenched on the hillside and confronted the Turin reinforcements below, and the narrow hillside was littered with blood stains and corpses left by the fighting above.

The unwilling knights gathered again and launched a charge towards the enemy position on the hillside, only to be greeted by a rain of arrows like locusts falling from the sky, and the knights who attacked towards the hillside were almost shot head-on, and suddenly people turned on their backs!

"Brothers, do not be afraid, our enemies are just a group of mercenaries who fight for money, they don't want you to have the same honor and faith, and they are not like you, who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sake of their brothers!" Viscount Otto yelled: "Our brothers are trapped in the mountains, can they see death without help, can they watch them die?!"

"Can't-!!!" was still the cry of the mountain and the tsunami, and the knights were once again assembled, and even many soldiers with shields raised behind them launched an attack on the enemy on the hillside.

Allen, who saw Viscount Otto's appearance, was moved for the first time, and tears couldn't help but flow down his cheeks - his father did this for himself, otherwise he wouldn't have used it at all, obviously he was already old, but he still had to personally lead the troops into battle.

No, I can't cry, I'm a descendant of the Kwyn family, and I have Otto Kwyn's blood in my veins!

I'm Alan Kwyn, and I'm not some little girl who can just stand and watch!

Allen, whose face was surprisingly determined, wiped the tears from his face, picked up the spear on the ground and followed behind Viscount Otto, ignoring the surprised expressions of the people around her, the blonde girl raised her weapon and shouted to the soldiers around her: "Everyone charge with the banner, go and save our brethren from the top of the mountain, for the glorious cross-!"

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