So on the battlefield at this time, such a scene appeared.

The zombies stepped on the corpses piled up under the city, stepped on the shoulders and even the heads of their companions, and rushed up the city wall of about four meters.

The soldiers on the city wall could only mechanically repeat the chopping action without stopping, beheading the zombies that surpassed the city wall one by one.

Even some of the militiamen in the garrison have been unable to hold their weapons tightly, and the gap in the amount of training in peacetime can be seen from this.

The Count had nothing to do about it, he had already put all the men he could mobilize to the front line, and even his own part of the city wall, he himself had to come forward to help. As a ninth-level warrior, even if he is old now, he is enough to become an important combat power.

As the battle progressed, Daphany, who was standing behind the Count, couldn't control her nervousness, plus the pain, sadness, and despair when her brother was killed by Kyleus, all of which needed to be vented.

So Daphany also joined the warband, originally a magician like her should be able to make a move at a critical moment, and dealing with these miscellaneous soldiers would only waste precious magic power and magic bits. But the Earl, as the commander, looked at his sister with a face full of pain and sorrow, and suddenly did not know how to dissuade him.

Kyrlius clenched his hands and stared at the knights of the Order who had appeared in his unusual vision, and thought anxiously, "Hurry up, hurry up!

Originally, there were more than 400 guards and garrisons, but at this time, there were only 200 people left who could fight, and the fierce battle also caused physical exhaustion in their eyes. In Kylelius' opinion. They won't be able to hold out for long, and in a few minutes this seemingly impregnable line of defense could collapse at any moment.

As the minutes ticked by, the Count in battle finally saw a wing of knights rushing like a torrent, a cavalry force of three thousand men surging in. The neat hooves of the horses came from afar, and there was a gradually stronger vibration on the ground, looking at the torrent from far and near, the soldiers on the tower and below who were responsible for defending the city gate were involuntarily distracted by this shocking scene.

Only Kylelius saw the problem, and the excitement made them forget for a moment that they were still facing the enemy, and he hurriedly shouted: "Hold on, everyone, the reinforcements of the Knights of Fionardo have arrived." Hold on for a few more minutes, and victory will be ours!" The loud volume resounded through almost the entire battlefield.

Loud sound and the good news that accompanies it. The soldiers came back to their senses in an instant, and at the same time, the appearance of the dawn of victory also shocked their morale.

"Ahh

"Great!"

"Our reinforcements are coming!"

Louder shouts than just now rang out one after another on the battlefield, and the soldiers vented their ecstasy with their loudest voices.

The strong stimulation made these people, who were in a desperate situation just now, burst out with unimaginable combat effectiveness. In an instant, the defense line that had been crumbling due to the shaking of the gods was re-consolidated.

And just when the soldiers are performing their one hundred and twenty percent ability. The Knights of Fionardo have finally arrived on the battlefield. At the head was none other than the barbarian knight. Captain of the 1st Brigade of the 3rd Wing of the Knights of Fionardo - Vepa Sandia.

Vepa was still dressed as a barbarian, and as acting commander, he was at the head of the line riding a three-peaked camel with a sharpened hammer in his hand.

Weipa led the cavalry to a place about a hundred meters away from the zombie group. Then it stopped neatly. With the command of Weipa and the officers at all levels, the cavalry behind them began to control their mounts to adjust slowly and orderly, adjusting their entire formation.

After a while, with a strong wave of Weipa's hand, the cavalry behind him began to follow Weipa at the front at a slow pace, forming a simple charging formation and slowly moving forward.

As the distance approached, Weipa continued to accelerate, until they were still a few meters away from the nearest zombie, and with Weipa's loud drink, all the cavalry brushed the ground and raised the knight's spear in their hands.

The neat gun forest looks shocking and terrifying at the same time.

The cavalry, which was accelerating with all their might, slammed into the zombie group like a sharp spear at this time, and at the moment of contact, a large number of zombies were thrown into the air, and the sound of a terrible roar and heavy objects falling on the ground became the only sound on this battlefield.

The next battle situation is very obvious, the zombies who are defenseless and have no tactical literacy, although they are not afraid of death and are not directly defeated by a wave of charges, but they are still emptied by the cavalry.

It is important to know that because of the lack of effective command, most of them are gathered together. The crowded zombies were charged by the cavalry who were also in a dense formation, and the zombies lost almost half of their troops.

The knights led by Weipa cut through the zombie group, turned back at the other end and began to prepare for the second round of charge. And the zombies, who have no intelligence, are still rushing to the city gate one after another, and the soldiers commanded by the earl are still fighting hard.

"Great, it seems that victory is not far away. The Count watched the Knights finish off half of their enemies in one charge, and said with great emotion as he breathed a sigh of relief.

Diarmod stood there with his eyes slightly closed as if nothing had happened, not even raising his head to look at the battle of his men. In a battle like this, it really doesn't deserve any attention from him.

After about ten minutes of fighting, the Knights' side was almost certain to have won a big victory, at least the Count and the others thought so. The Knights' side lost about two hundred people and wounded hundreds, while the zombies on the battlefield were less than three hundred.

However, just when everyone thought they were victorious, the unexpected happened suddenly.

On the battlefield, when he was loudly directing officers at all levels to clean up the battlefield and not hand over the remaining zombies, a pure black magic power hit him in the chest very accurately like a laser, without the barbarians noticing.

Then, under the collision of magic and mana, the upper body of the barbarian was gradually blackened. Wei Pa still didn't notice anything unusual at this time, and he didn't notice anything unusual about himself until he noticed several officers around him staring at him with fearful expressions.

But by this time it was too late, and the black magic was all over his upper body. The battle-hardened Webpa, with his intuition and rich experience beyond ordinary humans, instantly understood that he was being attacked by a technique of unknown origin.

Lacking this knowledge and countermeasures, the knight finally felt the loss of physical strength and even vitality when he could not fully defend against magic. The barbarian, who had been physically strong and full of magical power, was now like a dying man about to meet the last moment of his life, and he fell from the three-peaked camel to the ground with all his strength.

Unable to make any movements, unable to struggle, unable to scream, and gradually unable to breathe. The abnormality of the heart and various organs was visibly failing, and Weipa felt that his life was coming to an end.

Weipa, who couldn't move an inch of muscle in his body, saw a touch of red at the end of his life, a red like blood.

In the chaotic knights, several bald heads wearing red robes suddenly appeared, with obscure tattoos on their heads and robes with magical brilliance on their bodies, all of which showed the fact that they were members of the Red Robe Mage Society.

"That's not good, I'm just here for an experiment, and the Knights of Fionardo are going to get in my way. Is it because I haven't made any moves for so many years, and you think that I, Penny Sean, are easy to provoke, and you don't take our red-robed mage society seriously?ah?!" The first person to speak was none other than the highest magician who came to Banki this time, the chief of the Necromantic faction, Penny Thean.

He had just withdrawn his outstretched index finger, and the black magic on his index finger had still not completely dissipated, and it was obvious that the magic that had killed a sixth-order knight in an instant just now was the instant death magic he had emitted.

In the distance, as a magician who also practiced the magic of the necromantic faction, Kyrlius instantly recognized the very famous magic, the instant death magic of the seventh ring of the necromantic faction - 'Finger of Death'.

Even if this magic trick is not explained, most people can actually tell its effect by its name, and the creature hit by the magic ray emitted from the finger of the 'Finger of Death' will instantly cause the function of the organs of the whole body to cease, causing the death of the subject.

The Chief, who looked young, but was actually nearly a thousand years old or even more, had a hint of anger and a hint of regret on his face at this time. He looked at the zombies all over the ground whose heads or spines had been broken by the knights, and shook his head, knowing that these experiments could not be recycled.

Then he looked at the barbarian knight who had just been killed by himself, and after looking at it carefully, he suddenly said with a somewhat soothing face: "Originally, I didn't want to do it myself, but if you continue to do this, my experimental materials will be destroyed by you." These tests of mine have taken a lot of effort by my subordinates, and you can't just destroy them all casually. ”

With that, Penny casually summoned several zombie corpses, and before the rest of the Knights could react, the headless corpses lifted up Vepa's corpse and walked over to the red-robed ones.

"Who are you, let go of Captain Vepa!" one of the knights who reacted first roared with red eyes at the sight. (To be continued......)