Nearly a thousand knights of the Iron Regiment fought against more than a hundred golem puppets.

The Iron Order is the most elite order of knights in Kamavia, with the finest equipment specially crafted by the best craftsmen.

Generally speaking, 10 Iron Order Knights work together to easily hunt a Kamavia dragon.

And with the number of both sides almost 1 to 8, the puppets that are far less powerful than the dragon should not be able to stop the Iron Regiment's iron horsemen.

But the Scholar's Avenue, though wide, is not as wide as the vast and boundless wilderness outskirts suitable for cavalry warfare.

The only way to the upper area of Helia was to pass through this, and the hundred golems could almost drain the water that blocked the avenue, and the Iron Regiment, which did not occupy the advantageous position, fell into a hard fight.

"Iron Regiment, charge!"

The "wall barrier" made of the golem was difficult to break through for a while, and in the first round of the charge, the iron regiment, which did not know the specific strength of the golem, suffered heavy losses.

Dozens of soldiers in front of them were smashed by the stone fist of the golem, and there were only a few dead and most of them were only injured, but they were trampled by the war horses of the soldiers behind, and their souls returned to the temple of the ancestors in an instant.

However, Foyego and Hecarim were not saddened by the needless casualties of the soldiers.

One of them only worries about their queen, and the other is ruthless and selfish, only thinking about climbing high positions by themselves, and it is completely impossible for them to sympathize with their subordinates.

The already dead undead bone dragon rushed into the cavalry, the flesh of the wings and tail degraded, leaving only sharp bone spurs to sweep through the crowd.

With only one roundabout sweep, the horse's limbs were broken, the knight cut off his waist, fell to the ground crying, and was soon trampled to death by his compatriots.

The power of the Darkspawn devours flesh and blood, and as a source of mana, it continuously recharges the undead dragon, and even has a layer of blood-colored armor attached to its body.

In just a few minutes, more than two hundred knights of the Iron Regiment died at the hands of the bone dragon.

Compared to the more numerous golems, the battle record is several times higher.

The Imperial Rim was unable to move forward, and when Foyego saw that the situation was not good, he turned his head to look at the court mage who had not made any efforts, "Nunio." ”

Nekrit immediately arched his hand forward, "The old minister is here." ”

"What's the situation with that dragon?" Foyego asked, "Could it be necromancy?" ”

"This ......" Nekrit squinted for a moment and shook his head ashamedly, "The old minister is shallow in his knowledge and can't see it. ”

"What a piece of shit, what's the use of you?" Foyego shook his sword and scolded.

Nekrit's already rickety waist bent even harder, "but ......"

He hesitated, but didn't continue.

"But what?" Foyego asked, looking sideways.

"According to the old minister's eyes, the black qi wrapped around this dragon's body is somewhat similar to the curse of death...... Perhaps, it can be purified with a Michael crucible. ”

"Why don't you do it quickly?" Foyego scolded sharply, "If the queen's treatment is delayed, I will ask you!" ”

"The old minister obeys the order......"

Nekritt sighed silently and pulled out of his pocket the bell that had been properly put away after going ashore.

But just as he tried to channel the magic to activate the bell, a blue arcane pulse shot from the roof of a house not far away, piercing the nearby wooden wall and interrupting Nekrit's spell casting.

The Shu soldiers were unsteady on their feet due to this sudden attack, and the center of gravity of the heavy imperial chariot, which lacked some support, shifted, and soon fell irresistibly to one side.

The old and frail Nekrit fell to the ground, but Foyego didn't care if the old man had fallen or not.

"Isurd!"

Mu Qing disappeared in his hand, and Foyego climbed behind the curtain with his hands and feet.

In a moment, he walked out of the toppled chariot with Iseld's body in his arms, his face flushed as if burning with rage.

"You four, give me a good queen, if she lands, your head will not be safe!"

Immediately after, the sword of the king in Foyego's hand reappeared.

The knights of the Iron Order made way for the king, devouring a lot of flesh and blood, almost the same size as he had been when he was alive, but the area around the even more terrifying undead bone dragon was empty.

It opened its mouth and let out a silent roar, fierce and bloodthirsty, and its empty eyes without eyeballs turned to face it, holding Mu Qing, a very provocative Foyego.

Immediately, the bone dragon kicked the ground on its hind legs, climbed its wings, and sprinted towards Foyego at great speed.

In the distance, deliberately avoiding the undead dragon, Hecarim, who stabbed a golem core with a halberd, broke away from the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, a trace of excitement rose in his heart.

If Foyego dies here, as long as Callista is not in the royal city, Camavia will be in her own pocket......

Unfortunately, just when the dragon was still more than ten meters away from Foyego, he just smiled contemptuously, held the first hilt of the sword with one hand, and lifted Mu Qing above his head.

Immediately afterward, Foyego dropped his right arm and made a slashing motion.

At this time, there were several meters left, and the bone dragon, which could pierce Foyego's chest with bone spurs in less than two or three seconds, suddenly stopped.

By inertia, the huge body slid forward on the marble stone bricks covered with blood and scraps of flesh, and finally froze two paces away from Foyego.

The crisp sound of "crackling" bone cracking resounded endlessly, and the body of the bone dragon was completely split from the center, and the broken bone residue was scattered all over the ground.

The sword of the king was dazzling with silver light, and the sword body appeared at first glance similar to arcane runes, but the appearance was more complex and complex, far from the imprints that humans could draw, faintly revealing the gloomy light of the vast starry sky.

The blood color and death magic that originally wanted to regather the bone residue completely turned into countless particles and dissipated under the influence of Mu Qing's magic.

"My king is mighty!" Hecarim immediately cheered loudly.

"My king is mighty!" The soldiers of the Iron Regiment who saw this scene also shouted in unison.

It was Foyego's first time in battle, but with a single blow, he killed the undead dragon that had consumed nearly a quarter of the Iron Order's living power.

For a time, the morale of the remaining less than six hundred cavalry soared.

Foyego stared down at the dragon's shattered bones at his feet, pride and contempt coming to him.

Immediately after, his cold eyes turned to the building that had just fired the arcane pulse, but was now empty, and his gaze immediately turned to stare at the puppets and cavalry who were fighting on the Scholar's Avenue.

Without saying much more from Foyegor, Hekarim immediately scolded the Iron Regiment with heavy casualties: "Get out of the way!" Our King will open the way! ”

The knight retreated, and the golem pursued the victory.

The cold wind blew in the night, and Foyego's brownish-black shoulder-length hair fluttered in the wind.

I saw that Mu Qing's sword that was shining with strong light rose and fell, and even the golem puppets that elite knights were helpless all seemed to have their magic power extracted, and the core of the holy stone in the center of the body was gloomy, and the huge body smashed straight to the ground and rotted into rubble.

The number of golems has plummeted, and there are soon only about forty left on the battlefield, while the other twenty need to guard the Shining Light Tower, and cannot participate in the struggle of the Scholar's Avenue.

And temporarily hiding in the buildings on both sides of the Scholar's Avenue, Josh and the others, who had originally planned to let the inanimate puppets consume the living power of the Iron Regiment first, saw that Foyego could solve the stone statue so easily, and they had to change their plans.

"Are you sure you'll choose to kill your relatives in righteousness, right?"

Josh, who had already put on another dark green magic cloak he had chosen from the Hammerstone Vault, the Spectre Cloak, asked Callista.

Without any hesitation, her eyes flashed with determination, and Callista nodded heavily: "That's right! ”

She said in a very firm tone: "Foyego has pushed Camavia to a dead end, I must follow my grandfather's will, I can't let him go on like this anymore!" ”

"Well, I see that the Iron Regiment is not equipped with crossbow arrows, and Foyego's King's Sword has an attack distance of more than ten meters, so you can find a safe distance to stop him later......"

Josh thought for a moment, and then spoke very quickly about the plan:

"If Foyego still has a conscience, you will be involved in the family affection between your uncle and nephew.

"If not, you say you realized your mistake, and you will lead him to find the water of life and save Isolde's life.

"Remember, you just have to stall, don't risk your own life!"

Josh put on the cloak of the ghost cloak, and the whole person instantly turned transparent, blending into the dim environment, no figure, only the voice echoed:

"I'll try if I can avoid the King's Sword and kill him by sneak attack."

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