The rain-soaked valley welcomed the first humans from the north.

The dripping rain echoed through the valley with the sound of iron armor colliding, empty and deserted. It's spring in Bretonnia, where warm and humid air currents from the ocean meet cold currents from the north, creating a continuous stream of rain.

In the long procession, the flags of the fire dragon, the fleur-de-lis, and the lion flag were silent in the rain. The knights pursued the undead army, and finally, a large number of undead troops were found in the valley.

They must catch up with these undead, because, in the pile of bones of these dead people, there is likely to be the source of the disaster, the necromancer Heinrich.

"Thanks to the Goddess, we have finally caught up with these monsters. Let the knights get on and scatter them first!"

King Charles rode on a splendid warhorse and commanded the order.

At his side, Prince Victor, Duke of Tencred, Duke Barsto, and Duke Casvanne were among others, as well as several powerful Knights of the Holy Grail. On the periphery, the duke and his knights rode acolytes.

"Your Majesty, is it too hasty to charge now? We haven't investigated the situation here yet. ”

As soon as the king's order was given, Grand Duke Tancored questioned it. He has beautiful blue eyes, and more importantly, these eyes are full of wisdom and calmness. Compared to the enthusiasm of the other dukes, Tancored was more calm and cold.

"Caution is right, Duke of Tancored. "But sometimes, being too cautious can cost us many opportunities!"

After Charles finished speaking, the order had been delivered.

Tankred could only retract his advice.

In the valley, the knights stepped on the wet grass and began to charge. As with countless Bretonnian knight charges, the earth began to tremble, and the valley reverberated with the sound of galloping horses. Although it was only a thousand knights who were in the vanguard, the momentum was enough to crush the retreating undead troops.

Wearing a helmet and heavy armor, Tallinnham galloped through the army, this was not the first time he had experienced such a charge, and the cruelty of the years had left scars on his face, but it was not ugly, but a testimony of glory. Clamping his horse, Tallinnham charged after his lord.

They rushed to the front, and the rain beat the armor and ran down the outer edge of the armor. A hundred, fifty, twenty, ten! As the knights gripped their spears and aimed at the undead troops on the ground, Tallinnham knew that their time of death had come.

The next moment, only the sound of iron hooves crushing the earth and steel shattering bones was heard, and hundreds of skeletons were torn apart by the charge of the Bretonnian knights. Tallinnham gripped his spear tightly, spear piercing the back of one of the skeletons, lifting the rotting body from the ground before throwing it to the ground, trampled by the horses that followed.

The lord Berto pierced another zombie with a riding spear, and the riding spear remained in the zombie's body, and Berto drew his long sword and rode on his war horse to swing his sword and slash and slash.

The huge battlefield echoed the neighing of the knights' horses, and the sound of iron swords cutting off corpses. After a round of charge, about 600 low-level undead infantry were directly trampled to bones by the war horses. The remaining undead infantry were summoned by the necromancer to assemble and form a dense human wall. Trying to stop the charge of the Bretonnian knights.

However, the knights quickly withdrew to the backcourt at the king's behest.

"Wedge Formation!

A new order is issued. The Bretonnian knights, who had just been charging bloodily, quickly retreated and regrouped on the slopes of the valley. At the same time, a large number of Bretonnian peasant soldiers, forming an infantry phalanx, joined the battle. Hot search

If the previous knight charge was to hold back the enemy army, then this time the infantry joined the battle to completely annihilate this undead legion.

They were to attack from both sides, and on the gentle slope, the two knightly forces had regrouped to form a wedge-shaped formation with great charging power.

"Array of archers!"

On the infantry position, the Duke of Tancored gave the order. They are going to burn the rotting corpses with rockets so that they don't come back to life. Even a rainy day could not stop the king's determination to completely purify the undead.

The soldiers carved a shallow gully in the ground, kerosene was poured into it, and torches lit an entire furrow to form a burning ribbon of flame. In the rain curtain bloomed with sparks.

"Ignition!"

Immediately, the Duke of Tancored personally ordered.

The archers set fire to their arrows. Under the gloomy sky, Mars are everywhere. At the same time, the knights on the gentle slopes are ready to go.

The necromancer on the opposite side trembled, and a large number of undead warriors stood in place with expressionless faces. They are waiting for a new round of orders from their masters. But no matter what kind of order is given, it is death. Outright death. The necromancer in the skull pile knew that no matter what tactics he used, he would not be able to escape alive today.

Soon, a rain of arrows came from the sky. With flames, it swept through the forward positions of the entire undead legion. After a volley, scattered undead infantry fell on the dense line. The skeleton archers tried to fight back, but their bows were clearly not as powerful as the opposing firepower.

The second round of rocket attacks soon arrived. After a brief whistling rain of arrows, another group of zombies and skeletons fell...... At this time, the opposite Bretonnian infantry group also began to attack.

With a neat pace, the Bretonnian infantry group approached the position of the undead troops. In the sky, the rain of rockets is still falling. The density of zombies and skeletons on the opposite side has decreased significantly...... Just when the infantry was close enough to the line of the undead legion, the Duke of Tancred ordered to stop firing. He was worried not about the casualties of the front-line infantry, but about the upcoming cavalry charge.

The infantry entered the white-knuckle battle, and at the same time, on the slopes of the hills on both sides, the knights in heavy armor began another round of charges with rapid steps.

"For the goddess of the lake!"

The knights shouted slogans, leveled their spears, and swooped down towards the dense undead army.

The hill is not steep, just enough for the horses to take a stride.

The rain was blowing, and Tallinnham was calm and composed, he had faded from the immaturity of his past, and he was just one name away from becoming a knight, in fact, he was no different from a real Bretonnian knight in battle. It's just that in this hierarchical country, commoners are always commoners, and they can't become knights and nobles......

But these Talinhams didn't care, he followed Berto all the way to Bretonnia just to learn martial arts. It doesn't care about power and status. I am very satisfied to have what I am today.

The giant undead beast roared, but it could not stop the fanaticism and faith of the Bretonnian knights.

Two thousand knights of the kingdom from the territory of Bretonnia rushed from both flanks to the army of the undead, which was no longer dense, and in an instant, patches of white bones and carrion fell one after another, skeleton warriors and zombies were crushed to pieces, and the necromancer could not resurrect them again.