Peter Clovis looked at the Knights of the Silver Wings in front of him, and his mouth was almost closed.

In the eyes of the world, the Francie royal family has four major bloodlines.

But in the eyes of the royal family themselves, Francie has only three bloodlines.

The Jeanne family?

The usurper.

The other three surnames are all branches of the original royal family, and they are the true royal blood.

Only the surname 'Jeanne', which comes from the name of a civilian girl, has a lowly atmosphere in her blood.

It is ironic that they can be on par with the other three surnames, which is for them as royals.

After waiting for so many years, it was finally time for the Jeanne family to be weak.

The right opportunity was also found.

As long as the Silver Wing Knights are severely damaged or eliminated, then the Jeanne family will be removed from this world.

After the fall, the Jeanne family squeezed out enough benefits for the three of them to eat for a long, long time.

What's more, the person he hated the most, Hardy from Riverstream County, also ran into the encirclement like an idiot.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but laugh.

After laughing for a while, he asked the adjutant next to him, "When will you continue to push forward?" ”

"We have to wait for the Royal Janissaries to go first." The adjutant explained: "It is still within the effective distance of the cavalry charge, and if we give up the anti-cavalry means, we will be crushed and scattered by the cavalry in a direct round." ”

"Then wait a little longer."

Peter licked his lips, he thought that Lady Anna was very beautiful, if he caught Victor, could he kiss Fang Ze?

Only at this time, he suddenly frowned.

Because he noticed that the sky was not far ahead, and the dark clouds were rolling and swirling.

It even began to form a black 'pillar of smoke', like a tornado, and went straight into the Knights' station.

"What happened?" Peter Clowe had a vague sense that something was wrong.

The adjutant next to him said with a nervous face: "There is a strong dark magic reaction. ”

"Demons?"

"Not necessarily, it could be a dark mage, or a human professional like the Dark Walker who is good at dark magic!"

Peter thought it was ridiculous: "Do you think that the Holy Maiden, who has a very good relationship with the Cult of the Illuminati, will be close to such a dark professional with an uncertain temperament?" ”

"It really can't be."

"What's the reason for that, wait!" Peter's face changed dramatically, and he suddenly thought of a possibility: "Hardy......"

There was a great uneasiness that spread through his heart.

Then the dark clouds in the sky gradually disappeared, but the Knights of the Silver Wings were filled with black mist.

Peter already had the idea of escaping, but reason told him that it was them, not the Knights, who had the upper hand.

"Is there a military magician, or a military priest?"

"The military mage is on the side of the Royal Praetorian Guard." The adjutant replied with some nervousness, "We can hardly recruit chaplains. ”

Peter watched as the black mist gradually spread out of the Knights' Blade station, and his mood became more and more restless.

But fortunately, the royal guards next to them finally moved.

The pikemen were in front, holding tall anti-cavalry spears and walking slowly.

They did not dare to go too fast, for fear of destroying the formation, and even pikemen, if they did not form a phalanx, would be easily overwhelmed by the heavy cavalry.

The spearmen were in front, and it stands to reason that they could indeed effectively restrain the cavalry charge.

The problem was that as soon as the spearmen had moved some distance, they were met with a rain of arrows.

It rained like raindrops.

This time, the rain of arrows covered the firepower very fiercely, and it almost felt like you were going to shoot all the arrows in a short period of time.

The spearmen watched in despair as the rain of arrows fell overhead.

When the rain of arrows fell, there was a scream in the phalanx, and in an instant, more than half of the gunmen were killed and wounded.

Peter was dumbfounded, the spearmen of the Royal Praetorian Guard were the most elite of their four infantry regiments, and if they suffered too many losses, it would not be so easy to suppress the Silver Wing Knights.

Although in the other three infantry regiments, there were also spearmen.

But the number is not very large and does not form a real deterrent.

At this time, the commander of the Royal Praetorian Guard immediately waved the military flag and signaled the spearmen to withdraw first.

The gunmen turned and fled frantically.

Want to escape the range of the bow and arrow.

And it was at this time that the dragon gate of the Knights of the Silver Winged camp opened.

In the black mist, two pairs of red eyes appeared first.

Then, with the dull sound of iron hooves stepping on the ground, a huge black knight appeared in front of the Dragon Gate of the Knights of the Silver Wing.

The armor is black, the horse armor is black, and the eyes of a man and a horse are red.

The black ragged cloak turned into magic is fluttering arrogantly even when there is no wind.

It's full of oppression.

Watching him ride his horse and walk out slowly, he was followed by countless white-armored heavy cavalry.

These white-armored knights slowly spread out, forming a white snow.

And at the very front of the snowfield, there was a deep blackness.

Almost everyone was silent.

This kind of extremely impactful picture makes anyone stunned when they see it.

A piercing scream followed.

"The Knights of the Silver Wings are out, all the spearmen are arrayed!"

"Quick, gunmen."

Such voices appeared in every infantry regiment.

No way...... The Heavy Cavalry Regiment is terrifying in itself, not to mention that this is the Silver Wing Knights known to everyone in Franci.

"They must not be allowed to pick up the speed."

The idea of an infantry regiment is good, but within more than a hundred meters, is the effective coverage of the bow and arrow.

As soon as the spearmen began to line up, the archers in the high ground began to shoot.

Unlike ordinary shield spearmen, pikemen who specialize in dealing with cavalry are generally about three meters long, and there is no way to hold a shield in one hand and a gun in the other.

On top of that, this spearman still wears leather armor.

Not a heavy shield.

As a result, bows and arrows can inflict great damage on them.

Watching the pikemen fall to the ground with stubble, Peter, who was in the rear of the infantry regiment, saw his eyebrows jump.

"Damn, why do the Knights of the Silver Wings still have such a strong long-range coverage ability." He turned his head and roared, "Let the shield men go up and help the pikemen defend against the arrows." ”

In his legion, the infantry immediately followed.

"The archers shoot, and if they can't shoot the archers, shoot the cavalry."

With Peter's order, the limited archers of the infantry regiment also began to return fire.

The other three legions followed suit.

Dense array of arrows shot at the Knights of the Silver Wing.

The Black Knight ignored the arrows, letting them shoot at his black armor before bouncing off with a clanging sound.

The white-armored knights raised their shields in their left hands and held them in front of their horses' heads to prevent arrows from hitting their eyes.

And they themselves keep their heads down, so as to avoid being shot in the eye.

The armor on their bodies, except for heavy crossbows, cannot be pierced by ordinary arrows.

After waiting in place for nearly a minute, the cavalry finally finished arraying!

A white triangular snowfield.

And then...... There was an avalanche.

(End of chapter)