"Fight for the Radiant Cross, fight for the Black Shield, fight for Alan Kwyn and Lady Angelica—!" the men in the camp began to shout one after another, and the atmosphere was burning like the flames, "Long live the Radiant Cross!"

Edward gasped, put the dagger back into his waist, and glanced sideways at Allen, who had been sprayed with the blood of the coward just now, "Are you alright, Sir Allen?"

"No, nothing!" Seeing the other party's concerned eyes, Allen's heart warmed, and the girl with slightly red cheeks suddenly remembered a certain scene in the storm, pulled out her long sword, and lightly tapped Edward's shoulder while Edward was not paying attention, sly but firmly smiled: "Complete your mission, squire Edward Wetwood!"

"We're here to help. Edward smiled absently, gave a slight gesture, and walked in the direction of Sir Leonardo.

The surrounding Hague Fort guards and a few knights looked at Edward with a distinctly different look at him - although they had heard of the squire's exploits and the so-called "Lone Sword" name, only seeing was believing.

Looking at the soldiers around him who were rekindling their morale, Sir Rollas glanced at Edward in surprise, took a deep breath, picked up a shield from the ground and slammed it with the spine of his sword: "Infantry--line!"

Guards with shields and spears held up their shields, and their shields were close to each other to form two shield walls to protect the left and right sides of the camp, and servants with improvised weapons and shields, and torches in their hands as light infantry stood in a cluster, while the warriors of the Knights of the Sacred Tree who had come from afar stood behind the wooden fences in front and back of the camp with their swords in both hands.

All the crossbowmen were concentrated in the very center of the camp, defending Lady Angelica and Alan. Nervously wound their crossbows, or put arrows on them, and the servants carefully lit the torches in front of them, and poured oil over the arrows.

"Everyone was ready for me, and no one was allowed to shoot arrows without an order. Ser Loras stared at the blood wolves that were getting closer and closer on either side—the brutes roamed almost swaggeringly outside the camp's fences, looking at each one with their greedy, hungry gazes, as if to choose which was fatter.

Lady Angelica looked at the blood wolves outside the camp with disgust, and with a little fear, she couldn't even imagine what would happen if the brutes broke through the camp - it was absurd, but she hoped that the squire would survive.

Even if he were to die, it would have to wait until he had killed all the damned monsters - remembering the rumors about Edward among the soldiers, Lady Angelica even had a faint hope that the little squire would show off his miracles again.

Just as she was still thinking about it with anxiety, a terrible long howl suddenly came to mind outside the camp—not like the howls of the blood wolves, full of sadness, but more like a bloody!

"Ready—!" Sir Lawrence, whose eyes were bloodied, tensed his entire body and raised his sword in his hand. The nervous crossbowmen set the arrows on their bowstrings on fire, struggling to resist the urge to shoot.

Almost at the same time, the neat roar of the blood wolves rang out under the dark moon, and the terror of the monster at the top of the food chain almost made everyone's hearts tremble!

I can't count how many blood wolves are rushing from all sides of the camp with their roars, and the extremely rudimentary and low fence is impossible to hinder them, and the whole land seems to hear their rushing footsteps.

The moment he saw the burly black shadow jumping up in front of the horse rejection stake and leaping over the fence, Sir Rollas finally lost his patience, and the long sword in his hand cut the firewood in front of him in two, and his deep voice roared: "Shoot arrows!"

Just between breaths, the sound of trembling bowstrings rang out at the same time, and rockets with gray smoke trails swept over everyone's heads, mixed with whistling sounds and shot towards the terrifying monster!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and some even nailed directly to the fence, but many of them directly hit the hairy body of the blood wolf, and the arrows soaked in grease mixed with blood burned on the wound, burning along with the surrounding hair, and the smell of burnt fur and the screams of monsters, the whole blood wolf was on fire and paralyzed in the mud.

But more blood wolves jumped over the fence, their foul-smelling fangs pounced. In the camp illuminated by the fire, the guards leaning on the shields could only stab their spears forward by feeling, and the servants hiding behind lit the torches in their hands and threw them at the wolves who rushed into the camp!

"For the glorious cross-!" I don't know which guard was the first to shout, and the two columns of shield walls that were holding on to the spot suddenly held up their shields and raised their spears, and launched a charge towards the blood wolves, and then the warriors of the Knights of the Holy Tree who raised their swords and shields also met this group of bloodthirsty monsters from both sides.

"Burn the rejecting stakes—" Sir Lawrence roared, snatching a bow first, and taking a rocket to shoot at the rejecting stakes outside the fence: "Throw out the torches and burn them!"

With a bang, the rocket was nailed to the center of the horse-rejecting pile, and the originally faint flames instantly seemed to explode, turning the entire horse-rejecting stake into a blazing torch, emitting billowing smoke;

The flames terrified the monsters, the scorching heat caused a slight commotion among the blood wolves, and a few were trapped outside to break in, and the billowing smoke spread almost to the entire camp, but the thirst for fresh flesh kept them intact.

Moreover, this trick can only be used once...... Sir Loras looked solemnly at the camp in complete disarray, monster after monster roaring back and forth among the stubbornly resisting guards, strong forelimbs capable of smashing shields to pieces. Before a warrior with a torch could throw it out, he was thrown to the ground by a bloody wolf, and his head was ripped off with a bloody mouth attached to his spine!

"Plan...... No more plans. Loras, who was breathing more and more rapidly, raised his long sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and pounced on a blood wolf staring at him, roaring loudly: "Long live the black bottom shield and spear flag!"

............ With a sharp bow, Edward dodged a rocket from the back of his head, and hit the eye of the blood wolf in front of him, and the pain of the eye being shot through and burning made the monster howl bitterly, probably stimulated by the pain to become even more angry, and pounced directly on Edward!

The black-haired young man who was still squatting on the ground, holding the sword in both hands, turned the blade and leaned over, taking a big stride forward, the sharp tip of the sword tore a touch of red from the blood wolf, and the burly huge body flew out with inertia without even saying a word, and was planted in the mud.

No matter how ferocious a monster is, as long as it is still alive, it will not be able to avoid many laws—eyes, nose, joints, throat, armpits, reproductive organs...... All sorts of fragile parts, although this monster called the Blood Wolf is indeed fierce.

So, trying to kill them requires fairly quick reflexes and a little bit of luck. Edward, who rolled sideways to avoid a surprise attack by a blood wolf, glanced at the knight's sword, which was no longer as sharp as it used to be, the skin of these blood wolves was too thick, not to mention their bones......

However, a terrible beast is just a beast, no matter how hideous it looks, no matter how strong it is, it can still be killed and torn apart...... Living things.

"That sword just cut beautifully!" Leonardo, who was also panting, was on guard, and Edward protected each other back to back - the moment the flames were ignited, everyone had to fight on their own, looking for partners and fighting the monsters.

"It's nowhere near as beautiful as your sword!" Edward, who was completely immersed in the excitement of the battle, was in the mood to joke, shrugged his shoulders and glanced behind him: "Or if you are in the mood to compare with me, who can cut more?"

"I might have had that interest in another time, but not right now. Sir Leonardo bared his teeth: "There are at least twenty of these blood wolves, and if they wait a little longer, they will kill all of us!"

"I remember you had a plan, we needed to kill their head wolf. Forcibly flicked away the claws facing the door with his sword, and finally the overwhelmed long sword broke in two, and Edward, who held the broken sword, had to pull out the dagger again: "Maybe you can give me some pointers, these animals are all growing up like the same." ”

"Actually, it should be easy to identify, because the blood wolf hunting has its own rules, and the head wolf gets the most abundant food, so the size is also the largest, for example......" Leonardo was stunned for a moment, and pointed to Edward's right hand: "The one over there, the big one is not like talking!"

Pitch-black hair, blood-red eyes, sharp claws, and saliva fangs...... It looks like the other blood wolves, but it's at least one and a half times the size of the other blood wolves!

The blood wolf seemed to have spotted Edward, too, and gulped down a poor creature with only the upper half of his body left, the sound of the bones chewing was inadvertently creepy.

"If you want to kill this beast, you have to have a good guy who is sharp enough!"

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