The moat of the Fort in the Green Valley was a desolate plain, with perhaps a few undulating hills, but it was always a large open field at the bottom, but it was blocked on both sides by narrow forests and rivers, so that most of the enemy had to attack from the east, and only in this small flat wasteland could they deploy their strong army against the whole fortress.

This is the only reason why the Banner Legion has survived to this day - they only have to defend one side, and they don't even have to worry about the barbarian tribes that roam the mountains and river banks, and behind the fortress is the rich and prosperous southern land of the Kingdom of Turin!

And now, the wasteland that had given this barbarian army plenty of space to spread out their thousands, was now the deadliest place of all—there was no better terrain for heavy cavalry to charge than the plains!

Gale winds, thunderous horses' hooves became the scythe of death that took away the souls of all the barbarian warriors - after crushing the last strong resistance of the enemy, Edward did not hesitate to choose to divide all the Sacred Tree Knights into two wings, and attack the hillside from the left and right, the panicked barbarian warriors did not even have the slightest resistance, and even avoided the cavalry of less than a hundred men.

The reason is very simple, or Edward was right - these barbarians of the land have not completely mastered the method of controlling the trolls, and they do not dare to anger them easily, otherwise the three-headed monster would have slaughtered all his knights!

The galewind gusted, and the Knights of the Sacred Tree, which had split into two groups, regrouped within a hundred meters of the hillside. At this time, the Knights of the Sacred Tree had long since lost their initial "demeanor" - Ludwig's helmet was long gone. There was even a broken arrow left on his shoulder, as did the rest of the Tree Knights. There were even a few figures who had disappeared on the way to the charge.

But even so, the fluttering black tree flag on a white background was still as white as new, and there was not even a trace of blood to be seen. The young knight holding the flagpole held high had his coat torn into rags in his right hand, and his arm was still bleeding, but he still didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, and he bit his lower lip with a resolute expression to prevent himself from shouting.

Because they are the Knights of the Sacred Tree, that reason alone is enough.

Edward, who grinned slightly, didn't say much. His eyes never took his eyes off the direction of the fortress, he waited, waiting to shrink behind the walls, and the remnants of the Banner Legion would understand what he was going to do.

If they were clever enough to launch a counterattack at this time, they would be able to lead the Sacred Tree Knights to sweep the entire barbarian army from the flanks and annihilate the enemy, and if they were stupid enough, they would hide behind the walls and not come out, in which case they would have to rush into the battlefield from the rear, and if they were lucky, they could take the opportunity to enter the fortress of the Green River Valley and hold it.

At all costs. The more than 2,000 legionnaires Edward would never have given up - this was the capital of his business in the land of Hantu, if he could not successfully absorb them. His only choice was to heed Anson Marcherus's call to join the army in the north.

"Don't let me down, you useless things......" The black eyes stared at every move on the battlefield, waiting for the "turnaround" that might only be a moment, Edward didn't even notice his own self-talk, and even Ludwig next to him could hear it clearly: "Let me see if any of you are smart......"

Just before the words fell, the crumbling fortress walls, like a long-accumulated flood, broke through the embankments that stood in front of them—the melodious sound of trumpets echoed at the tops of the towers, the gates of the fortress that had been closed were opened, and the heavily falling drawbridges even stoned many barbarian soldiers standing under the gates to death!

And right behind that, hundreds of soldiers, armed up their tattered "door" shields and rusty spears, rushed out of the fortress's walls after a young man with a banner and shouted, colliding head-on with the barbarian warriors who also roared and raised their blades!

"Damn, it's Repin and Helty, what the hell are they going to do?!" Virgil, the clerk who was hiding at the top of the central tower of the fortress and even the door was sealed, looked extremely in the direction of the city wall, and even he couldn't believe it: "Are they going to die, even the city gate is open?!"

"Lord Virgil, what should we do?" the guards standing behind clutched the bell rope in their hands, not knowing whether to ring or not: "Do you want to warn the others that the gates are open?"

"Yes, yes, warn, warn them......" As if stupid, Virgil, who was muttering while nodding, spoke, and then suddenly slapped the table, and the whole person's eyes widened as if he had woken up: "Warn them, and then quickly send someone to tell them that it is time to attack, it's time to attack!"

"Clerk Virgil ......"

"Don't you understand, now is the time to decide whether the Battle Banner Legion is dead or alive!" Virgil grabbed the guards by the neck and shouted frantically: "If this last veteran flag regiment is also annihilated, we will be all finished, and no one will be able to save us unless the Glorious Cross descends!"

"Tell them, attack, attack, attack!"

"God Bless Turin - !!!"

Lebinus, who was holding high the battle flag of the second flag regiment in his hand, roared loudly with his eyes red, and waved the iron sword in his hand wildly, even ignoring the blades and battle axes that had been slashed at him again and again, and shouted loudly to the soldiers behind him: "God bless Turin, long live the kingdom!"

The soldiers of the Second Banner Regiment who followed him closely followed also rushed towards the enemy in front of them like crazy, their original fear was completely replaced by the anger of the moment, and they even forgot those terrible scenes, forgot the memories of the fiasco and being hunted down again and again, and all they thought about was hatred.

On the entire battlefield, he was the only one who could see the whole situation clearly-the sudden arrival of the Sacred Tree Knights disrupted the attack of the barbarian army, using the deterrence of the trolls to make them dare not retreat easily, and this army that had completely lost its "target" was no longer as terrible as it had been, especially when they were completely in chaos!

Now, and only now, is the perfect time to annihilate this war tribe, and this opportunity is only once!

Of course, he is not the only one who really sees the situation clearly...... A sense of pleasure filled Edward's heart, watching the soldiers who were almost desperate to rush into the battlefield, squeezing the barbarian army like a tidal wave, the blood rain rolled up by swords everywhere, and the scene of flesh and blood flying was played out almost everywhere.

It was like a wounded beast, the corners of his mouth were horizontal, and Edward, who was slowly raising the long sword in his hand, slowly turned his head, his gaze swept in front of each of the Knights of the Holy Tree, and his black pupils were filled with appreciation.

"You are all the best knights in the kingdom, from the Blood Cliff to Dominica, everyone knows the prestige of the Knights of the Sacred Tree, as a member of you, as the chief knight of the Knights, I am extremely proud!"

"This is the first time I have really fought with our brethren, with the brethren of the Order, our first battle in this ancient and savage land of Handi - it is my honor!"

"Now those savage enemies, the bloodthirsty and cruel barbarians of the Turin, they have taught us a hard lesson, and seen the bravery of the knights of Turin, but they are still alive in this world, they still have weapons in their hands, and they still have the ability to harm the noble people of Turin!"

"Let's go kill all these vile bastards and teach them a real lesson!" (To be continued.) )