While the Mithril Armor is capable of reducing most magic damage to the wearer, the standard Mithril Armor is not made purely of Mithril after all.

The high ring spell cast by the six-ring archmage is powerful, even after such a reduction in armor, the threat to him is quite great, and with the experienced archmage of Streich firmly controlling the distance between the two sides, Earl Hurt has nothing to do with this archmage at all, but can only be beaten passively.

Not to mention, they also had to deal with a group of knights of the palace guard who were far outnumbered by them, while also protecting the prince of Fairmode.

If this continues, they will inevitably not be able to hold out at the southeast gate to join the 2nd Guards Division, and they will be beheaded or captured.

"In any case, the combat effectiveness of the new army, which has only been trained for a month, is definitely not as good as the knights and mages of the Guards Division, so let's go to the southeast gate to join them as soon as possible!"

Prince Fairmod's expression was entangled for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and ordered, but Count Hutt shook his head and said:

"No, Your Royal Highness, judging from the constant sound of new weapons over there, the southeast gate may have already been heavily armed.

With some precautions, and with the protective magic of the Dragon Sleep Palace, the palace guards and the new army are enough to resist the attack of the Second Guards Division, and what we need to do now is not to join them, but to go west, and withdraw to the east as soon as possible through the sewers on the ships brought by the vanguard of the Second Guards Division.

At the same time, it was announced that the Empress Dorothea had rebelled and seized the Palace of Dragon's Sleep, that Emperor Pulit had made you crown prince on his deathbed, and that you should now ascend the throne as Sasson XVIII, and that your grandfather was His Excellency Yusolo Sein, Grand Duke of the East, and that with this righteousness he would take refuge in us and help us to rise again!"

"This ......"

"Alright then! As you say, Count Hut, we turn west!"

After thinking for a moment between the two options, Prince Fairmode glanced at the direction of the southeast gate and the Aran Hall unwillingly, gritted his teeth and said.

At the southeast gate where the 2nd Guards Division was supposed to break through quickly, soldiers in black and silver armor, as well as simple half-breasted leather armor that could only protect their chests, were engaged in fierce fighting.

The strength of the Second Guards Division was quite different from Viscount Hart's estimate, with more than 8,000 men, and under the leadership of three silver knights and a dozen grand knights, they constantly released spells or threw arrows in a vain attempt to attack the palace gates, but they were hindered by the more well-equipped and skilled palace guard knights.

The battle that was supposed to be a sneak attack turned into a frontal attack, and although the palace gate was destroyed without activating the protective magic by the palace guards, the attack of the second guard division was still difficult step by step in the face of the palace guards who fought to the death and whose average strength was above the level of knights.

Especially after the strange army of about 1,000 people who came from nowhere joined the battle sequence of the palace guard knights and helped them make up for the lack of numbers, they were even more stalemate for half an hour without advancing an inch.

The soldiers of the 2nd Guards Division would have been routed if it weren't for the dazzling fires and smoke, the strange thunder, and the fact that the high-ranking officers of the 2nd Guards Division recognized these strange things were not the spell bombardment of the terrible mage cluster, but the new weapons called rifles and artillery.

But even so, in the face of the terrible blows of these weapons, the morale of the 2nd Guards Division could not help but fall.

The Type 2 rifle, which could shoot all eight rounds in a magazine in three or four seconds, and the help of the artillery company's artillery, allowed the new soldiers to easily inflict a devastating blow on the Guards knights who were close to the palace walls.

The lightly armed Jian Cong came to the second guard division under the Longmian Palace, but he did not carry siege equipment, plus the protective spells attached to the palace wall of the Longmian Palace, the arrows they shot and the spells released by the mages with the army could not pose a threat to the people above, so they could only continue to impact the palace gate that was destroyed at the beginning, and then under the tacit cooperation of the new army and the palace guards, they were ground into minced meat like pork in a meat grinder.

This unilateral beating made General Bonofor, who was in command of the 2nd Guards Division, feel extremely aggrieved, and after being delayed for more than ten minutes, General Bonofo decided

He will personally go out to deal with those who are hindered by this palace wall.

Although the path of a knight is much more difficult than that of a mage in the later stage, there are also many golden knights in the Sassen Empire, and General Bonofo is one of them.

With the help of his personal attendants, he put on the pure gold armor given by Emperor Plit, and held a strange object, a transparent sword of light, just like a glittering local tyrant player in Xia Lin's previous life online game, and came to a place about fifty meters away from the palace wall.

A few more rifles or artillery would not pose a threat to him in his Adamantite armor, but it was enough distance for General Bonofo.

"Drink!"

General Bonofu snorted, holding the Sword of Light in both hands, and closed his eyes and began to operate the huge magic power in his body, which was no less than that of the High Ring Mage.

As the momentum progressed, a storm of powerful magic formed around his body, although it had no effect on real things, but all the living creatures around him felt the depression and heart season from the bottom of their hearts.

"What's that shiny blonde doing?"

Feeling the terrifying magic surging among the rebels, Xia Lin, who was standing on the palace wall and watching the battle dispatch, immediately noticed the golden shining figure, and asked the palace guard knights sent by Elsie Harrison to protect him with a solemn expression.

"Deputy Head Xia Lin, the person wearing the pure gold armor is General Bonofor Barlow, General Bonofor is the Golden Knight, and in his hand there is also the Sword of Light, a strange artifact given by His Majesty, that long sword like crystal, which can easily destroy the city wall or fortress after charging!

It's just that using this strange longsword consumes a lot of magic and energy, and even a golden knight like General Bonofo can only use it once in ten days."

The knight of the palace guard on the side hurriedly explained.

"Isn't that a curry stick? Fast! Bombard that glittering golden guy with artillery!"

Hearing the explanation of the palace guard knight, Xia Lin, who felt the crisis, immediately commanded a nearby artillery squad to aim the muzzle at this guy.

"Drink!"

But before the muzzle could be adjusted, General Bonofo gathered his momentum to the peak.

He immediately opened his eyes, and the sword of light that was as clear as crystal in both hands emitted a dazzling blue light, turning into a streamer dragon, and slammed towards the palace wall of the Dragon Sleeping Palace, where countless complex protective arrays appeared on the surface.

The military mages on the side also released spells one after another at the right time, concentrating on consuming the magic accumulated in the palace wall protection arrays on both sides of the southeast gate.

"Hemp wheat husks! Is this really the light cannon of the Sword of Oath and Victory?!"

Seeing this huge attack, the anxious Xia Lin couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and several palace guard knights who were arranged to protect him on the side immediately pounced on him, and then a dazzling light lit up in front of Xia Lin's eyes, making him can't help but close his eyes.

Just when he wondered if he had evaporated under this terrible attack, when he opened his eyes, Xia Lin found that the scene in front of him had completely changed, and the strict and thick city wall had turned into a pile of collapsed masonry ruins, and he couldn't help but gasp.

On the remnants of the ruins leaning against the outside of the palace wall, Xia Lin observed traces of melting, as if it had been burned by extremely high temperatures, but Xia Lin did not feel the temperature rise.

Xia Lin came back to his senses from the changes in the terrain and the scene, and then he hurriedly touched his body, there was no sign of injury, it was about those knights who threw themselves down the palace wall, avoiding the center of power.