Strange soldiers descended from the sky, and the battlefield was immediately reversed.

Each legion of the Snowton Southern Expeditionary Army has a fixed establishment of 15,000 people, but unlike the Bright New Army, the seven major legions are all integrated from elite troops, with the smallest number of 20,000 and the largest even reaching 50,000.

At least 100,000 troops, silently passing through enemy-occupied territory and reaching the city of Severa, this is an almost impossible task. However, in the territory of the Duchy of Ian, the Holy White Tower covered the sky with one hand, and the new army of light appeared behind the enemy. The details of this are unknown, but it can be inferred from some scattered information that it is related to the "Veil of Light", a god of war created by Innedir.

Snowton's southern expeditionary army, which was attacked on its back, gradually showed signs of defeat. Carter Roman's heart was anxious, urging the qi in his body, and the knife momentum spread, and within a radius of ten meters, he was suddenly enveloped by the chill of Sensen.

After all, he is not a true legendary warrior, and in terms of the understanding of martial arts, Bishop Noons still has a realm gap with him. But the skill is insufficient, so he makes up for it with pure strength, and Nornes slashes his sword and hammer together, temporarily forcing Cattroman back, and the probe opens the second brocade box.

The same platinum scepter, the same holy light gushed, and when the light cocoon cracked, he revealed his body again, two pairs of white wings poking out from his back, and a rich divine aura swirled around his body.

Cartroman's brow furrowed, and this time, he felt the aura of danger from the other party. The long knife flipped over, and a very fine red line was born from the blade, flowing through the entire blade, and condensing into a bit of edge at the tip of the knife.

It was bright red as blood, and it seemed to exude a faint smell of blood.

He raised his sword and raised his eyebrows, cautiously, as if he was afraid that the blood bead would be shaken away.

Bishop Noens stared, and two pairs of wings stretched out at the same time. He hovered in a small area in mid-air several feet high, and pieces of holy light feathers fell like snow. The long sword is agile and sharp, and the chain hammer is powerful and majestic, light and heavy, far and near, complement each other, attacking Catterroman from all directions.

But the "Blood Drinking Demon Knife" has been famous for many years, and he has rich combat experience. Cat Roman, who is known as the first swordsman in the mainland, has a little strength, his wrists and elbows are straightened at the same time, and the tip of the knife is connected to the shoulder, pointing straight at Bishop Nouns.

His arm was the barrel of a spear, and his long knife was like a spear blade, and in an instant, he stood up and jumped high. Lunge in front of Nonns.

Because the speed was too fast, there was still an afterimage in the same place, and Nornes secretly exclaimed, and flapped his wings, making a difficult mid-air turn. At the same time, the talisman energy condensed into a shield, and the "Holy Spirit Protection" in a high-level divine technique was also blessed by him.

"Die!" Cartromans growled. The finger holding the knife reaches forward and gently cuts at the blade. The blood of a legendary warrior. Injected into the long knife, the blood bead on the tip of the knife lit up, and the shape elongated from roundness to diamond, and then an extremely thin and bright red light pierced the bloody clothes and poked out. With unstoppable momentum, he burst into the defensive circle around Nornes.

The talisman qi shattered suddenly, and the high-level divine skills did not help, but fortunately, the two pairs of wings greatly strengthened his flight speed. Coupled with the shield of strength and the buffer of the "Holy Spirit's protection", Nornes narrowly avoided the catastrophe.

But he couldn't retreat with his whole body, and the two wings behind his right shoulder were pierced from the bottom up. The pure white holy light and the blood-colored energy offset each other, and the wings formed by the two divine powers almost collapsed, and they could only barely maintain a faint light and shadow. With this blow, Nornes could no longer maintain his balance and fell to the ground in mid-air, staggering back several steps.

"It's a pity. Cartroman's dodge to the ground and take a few sharp breaths. This unparalleled "Shura Blood Thorn" is his must-kill blow, but it needs to consume precious essence blood, and if it weren't for the danger at this time, he wouldn't have used it rashly.

But there was no way, the enemy was attacked from both sides, and all lines of the Southern Expeditionary Army were in danger, so he had to withdraw as much as possible to restrain the remnants of the army and save the defeat.

If the situation can be salvaged.

******

Around the city of Severa, the sound of killing shook the sky.

"Forward, forward!" Snowton's southern expeditionary army is worthy of being an elite division, and it is still fighting in such a desperate situation.

The Snowton camp in the north of the city was mostly made of logs, and the Bright New Army tore down low walls and set fires everywhere, and there was no danger to defend. Knowing that there was no chance of retreating, the soldiers of the Southern Expeditionary Army rushed forward frantically, trying to break through the line of the defenders of Severa, and kill them into the city before being surrounded by the new army of light behind them.

"Men of the Divine Lord, hold on!" Bishop Nornes did not hesitate, and directly opened the third brocade box, and a third pair of wings were born behind him, and his expression, which was originally weakened by his injuries, was also shocked.

He flew into the air, shouting orders and cheering back and forth. The two sides were close to each other, and there was no room to retreat into the city, and only by blocking this round of offensive, joining forces with reinforcements, and encircling and annihilating Snowton's main force under the city, could the victory be established in one fell swoop.

The flames behind him were soaring, and Carter Roman's heart was so anxious that when he saw that the enemy was heavily armed in front of the North City Gate, he waved his hand and personally led the team to attack.

The long knife is waved, no one is its enemy, and the destructive power of the legendary warrior on the battlefield is vividly exerted by it. Seeing that the defense of the city gate was about to be broken by him alone, the wind howled overhead, and Bishop Noens struck again, holding back Cattroman's advance.

The shape shì became more and more unfavorable, and the Snowtons, who had a smooth journey, finally tasted the bitter fruit of failure. Inedir used the entire Northwest Theater as bait to lure the Southern Expeditionary Army into a large-scale division of troops, and then took advantage of their internal emptiness to send the main elite to attack for a long distance.

This is one of the classic examples of the early days of the War of Kings, and if it weren't for King Nacini to turn the tide, Snowdon's mid-lane army would have been defeated.

******

In the third year of the revival calendar, it was a quarter past two o'clock in the morning on October 27.

As the battle for Severa drew to a close, Snowdon's army was divided and surrounded, and he could only resist stubbornly.

Seeing that his side was victorious, Viscount Reims didn't know what it was like in his heart. They had just signed a contract with King Nacini to surrender, and they were slapped in the face, which was really full of mixed feelings.

"It's ...... How is it good?" he pursed his chapped lips, and was about to turn around to consult with Grand Duke Ian when he suddenly let out a light "huh" and looked down at the wall.

In the place where the battle was most fierce in the south of the city, a roar suddenly sounded, like a lion king looking at the four fields, and the sound rolled by.

The next moment, a blood-colored phantom appeared above the battlefield, his upper body was naked, his muscles were knotted, and his long hair was spread out like a hero's mane.

King Nacini galloped into the enemy line on horseback, slashing with his sword. The blood-colored figure above his head also swung the giant sword, so the mourning was all over the field, and the blood rushed to the sky.

… (To be continued......)

PS: (First update.) ）