As Midi judged wisely, Sigmund and Lillian were indeed surrounded, and with them were forty-one elite warriors who survived the battle.

The remaining twenty-nine were already dead, and the remaining forty-one were almost all wounded, and more importantly, their physical strength was close to the limit. The camouflage infiltration of last night's high mental tension and concentration, the attack on two granaries in a row tonight, and the swift and ferocious battles along the way, drained their physical strength.

Sigmund and Lilian are relatively better, after all, they are of a higher level, well-equipped, and a perfect class change, both in terms of recovery speed and combat effectiveness, which are not on the same level as ordinary knights. Moreover, although Lillian is a melee combat type, the Blue Fist Saint still has some healing ability, which greatly increases their endurance.

But the bad thing is that now they don't have any respite.

The entire front was almost supported by the two of them, one close and one long-range. More and more enemies, tighter and tighter encirclement, more and more frequent offensives, in this case, if you want to break through, the only way to attack, once the offensive stops, will usher in the complete collapse of the entire front.

So the two of them were attacking desperately, but at the same time, their physical strength, the ammunition of the gunner, and the power of the holy light stored in the body of the Blue Fist Holy Envoy also rapidly decreased at a speed like opening the floodgates and releasing water.

"I can't hold on anymore. Sigmund gasped and glanced at the hot barrel.

"Are we going to die in a place like this?" Lillian's eyes were filled with fear, unease, bitterness, and helplessness.

"There's still a chance, persevere. Sigmund could only reply.

"Don't comfort me!" Lillian grumbled as if vented, "I really didn't expect to die for the Athrex family, it's so unworthy!

"Not for Athrex, not for Midi, it's our own choice, to keep up with Miss Fina, isn't it?" Sigmund shook his head.

Lily paused, and finally sighed and nodded, however, even if she had realized it before going to war, she was a young girl in the prime of her cardamom years, and of course she was full of fear of death.

I still have too many things to do, how can I die here, how can I be willing to die in such a small county with no name, a raid that history will not be written!

Lillian thought angrily, and in an instant, she burst out again, and in the midst of the fierce blows, she actually broke through a path.

"There's really hope!" cried the girl.

However, when the next street corner is turned, a new energetic team of 100 people happens to appear, and the class turns out to be sword and shield guards that are both offensive and defensive!

Attack, defense, dodge, the three numerically balanced troops, the Blue Fist Saint's melee fists and feet are difficult to approach them, and the barrage of the gun division is also easy to block, obviously, the Red Flame Legion is already familiar with the style of the two, so they specially sent the corresponding troops to intercept.

Even Lilian, who refused to admit defeat, couldn't suppress the feeling of despair permeating her whole body at this moment.

Sigmund pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, ignoring the hot barrel and slid forward in a half-crouch, his standard aiming stance, his crosshair firmly on the new group of enemies.

Just as they were about to fight to the death, a figure suddenly flashed out from the other side of the street without warning, dragging out a high-speed moving afterimage with bright marks drawn by the lightsaber, like a black cannonball, directly crashing into the hundred-man team!

"Midi?" Lillian blurted out for a moment.

"It's Midi!" Sigmund said with a rare shudder.

They glanced at each other, confirming from each other's eyes that they weren't dazzled.

"That idiot. Lilian was silent for a few seconds, but she couldn't help but snort at the end.

Both of them know very well how difficult it is for a person to attack the granary alone, of course, it did succeed, but how much physical strength and magic power does Midi have left after a high-intensity battle?

"This guy is a fool indeed. Sigmund laughed.

Stupid enough to face such an obvious situation, he has to run over and fight together. The gunsmith was very moved for a moment. After all, it is the moment of life and death that you can truly see a person's qualities.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?attack! Covered with fire, interspersed with advances!" Midi's shout came from the crunch of swords intersecting, interrupting Sigmund's momentary emotion.

Sigmund looked at it and suddenly found that the situation was ...... Seems to be open?

The group of sword and shield guards who seemed to be extremely well-equipped seemed to be completely unable to resist the rush of Midi alone, and there was no formation at all, they were in groups of seven or eight people, each in their own formation, and they were actually on the defensive.

How is this possible!

Sigmund couldn't believe his eyes, but he didn't have time to find the reason - the hope of survival was in front of him, and the only thing to do was to attack, and then attack!

At the same time, Lillian saw the glimmer of hope, and immediately mustered all her strength and rushed forward to cooperate with Midi's attack. And the warriors of the Asrex family roared angrily while following behind in a charging formation, desperately slashing.

In an instant, the last but strongest line of defense in front of the raiders collapsed like a washed by a tidal wave.

"Asrex pups, I'm not going to let you through!" said the centurion of the Sword and Shield Guard, covered in green mold, snarling breathlessly.

A streamer of light skyrocketed, and Midi cut off his head with a single sword.

The vulture's eye-wide head flew into the air, carrying a bright red tail of blood, like an arrow pointing the way out.

"You can use the Demon Cry Formation and the Sword Soul's swordsmanship at the same time!" The sharp-eyed Sigmund had already discovered the anomaly in the battle, and he was extremely shocked by Midi's ability to control a wide range and break through a little.

"And there's so much magic left, you ghost...... Very strong. Lilian, a priest, is sensitive to fluctuations in magical power.

"The perfect relationship for a job change, right? Midi replied quickly, identifying the location of the street, and without hesitation rushed towards the north.

Sigmund and Lillian suppressed their surprise and quickly followed with the warriors.

Although the memories of rebirth did not play any role in this battle, the experience of leading the Falcon Regiment, the experience of leading the attack on the Celestial Alliance, and the memories of countless battlefields were enough for him to judge the movement of troops in the whole of Yorkshire through small encounters.

The composition of the team's troops, the number of troops, the direction of progress, the level of fatigue, the number of encounters, the number of times your side lured the enemy, the streets turned, the current position, various blind spots, the previous actions of the Red Flame Legion, military rules and discipline, the tactics they are good at, the way they tend to encircle, and so on......

As Midi swung his lightsaber to pierce into the enemy's flaws without stopping, locking the enemy's offensive with ice formations again and again, his mind was also repeatedly comparing and calculating various data to find the best breakthrough path.

At first, the Red Flame Legion thought that it would be able to catch turtles in the urn, so it used 2,000 men to defend the last granary to prevent changes, and at the same time sent the remaining 4,000 to disperse to defend various checkpoints and carry out dragnet captures.

At first, this was indeed the easiest and most effective way to do it, but now, under Midi's response, the net is becoming more and more ineffective.

Because the fish that was originally exhausted was now equipped with a sharp angle of attack, and the whole body became slippery and could not be left behind.

Again and again, forcibly breaking through the level of the hundred-man team, again and again, passing by the main force, and more recently, even separated by only a street corner.

In this way, this raiding party, which was destined to be wiped out, finally rushed to the border of the northern part of Yorkshire.

It had the only exit from Yorkshire to the northern streets, and there was no gate, it was originally just a post road, but in these days, the Red Flame Legion installed several fences and set up a certain defensive checkpoint.

Not only that, but there are four teams of 100 people stationed here.

Under the restraint of iron discipline, even if Yorkshire was in flames, they remained unmoved.

And at this moment, this team that was waiting for the rabbit to be forgotten was finally waiting for the big fish that hit the door.

Raiding all the way, forty-one elite soldiers were killed and wounded, and there were only twenty-nine people left at the moment. Sigmund had long since run out of ammunition, and he had replaced his hand with a bloodstained broadsword. Without the support of the Holy Light, Lilian was already pale and out of breath like an ordinary person.

And even Midi herself has once again reached her limit.

This time, the recovery was much slower, and there was no time at all.

The pursuers were on the other side of the street, and it would take five or six minutes at most to catch up.

In front of it, there is a street checkpoint with 400 people stationed.

However, in this almost mortal desperate situation, Midi looked at ease. From his waist, he pulled out a heavy weapon, which was an automatic pistol.

Could it be that this guy is still a mechanic and can't see it? Sigmund looked at the pistol and forgot the danger for a moment.

Midi didn't explain anything, but fired a shot straight into the air. With a crisp snap, a flare quickly rose into the air, blooming into a bright flower in the starry night and red firelight.

In the next moment, a blue magic bullet roared, striking from the dark night in the north. It hits the level with incredible accuracy, and it instantly sets off a violent wave of air. After the loud noise, when the dust finally cleared, the wooden structure had completely disappeared, and dozens of knights were scattered around, and on the ground, in its place, was a deep pit more than ten meters in diameter.

Then came the second, and then the third......

One after another, the blue magic bullets with magic powers, blasting effects, and scattering effects pierced the night sky, dazzling like meteors and brilliant like fireworks.