After the initial shock, Makarov carefully analyzed it, and confidently said to Rick: "If these monsters are as you say, then for us shamisen, these enemies are perfectly capable of coping. ”

"Really?!That's so good, your contribution to this town, Your Excellency will not forget!" Rick, who was overwhelmed by a series of events today, Makarov's words could be said to be the only good news, and the excited Viscount's attitude became more and more enthusiastic.

What he didn't know was that the mercenary group led by Makarov had contributed much more to the situation in Banji.

To the south of Banki, the city walls and surrounding buildings were now in ruins. Outside of this ruin, the battle is still going on, but although the two sides of the battle are still zombies and knights, it has essentially become a civil war between the knights.

With the infection of zombies, one after another died in response to the call of the contract knights, and the knights who went to their kingdom became living corpses, standing again on this continent and continuing to fight.

It's just ironic that the target they need to fight this time is not a dirty and shameless enemy, but their own comrades who were still fighting together just now.

Almost all of the two sides of the battle on the battlefield were knights wearing the coat of arms of the Order. The only difference is that one of the faces has no expression on his face, just an unconscious demented expression, while the other has a face full of sadness and pain, as well as full of anger.

Involuntary roars, mixed with cries of pain and sadness. Let this fierce battlefield be filled with unspeakable sorrow.

In a place not far from the battlefield, at this time, there were three figures constantly fighting back and forth, and the colorful magic power painted a beautiful picture, but the battle of the people in the picture scroll could not be called beautiful.

In this small space, there is magic overflowing, and in the big net woven with magic, any small mistake can completely cause the consequences of death. The trio and one horse fighting in it did their best to dodge waves of deadly attacks with minimal movements.

The extremely efficient movements make them not look like they are struggling in this 'big net', but rather like dutiful dancers. Trying his best to perform his own battle dance.

Scattered white feathers and falling smoke. A few different kinds of beauty are added to this wonderful and dangerous picture.

The knight, wielding two spears, rode a snow-white four-winged one-horned pegasus, and turned slightly sideways on the horse's back, dodging a green magic beam. The red spear in his right hand pulled a spear flower. A hard stab at the empty air in front of you.

And the surprise is that. In the place where there was no space, there was a faint but solid sound of shattering.

It looks like a magic trick that is imperceptible to the naked eye.

Then the yellow spear in his left hand made a slashing motion towards the left side behind him, although this is not much of an action that is not advocated in marksmanship. But when it comes to the legendary Duermod, which has one foot in the legend, it also has enough power to make people look forward to.

The yellow spear that arced through the air effortlessly killed an officer of the Earl's Guard, who was intent on sneaking up behind him. "Bang!" There was a dull thud, and the officer's head was smashed like a broken watermelon, and the red mixed with the yellow slurry scattered along with the broken flesh and bones.

Deirmodus had no surprise or guilt for killing allies, as they were dead before that. Just now I was able to sneak attack the knight at any time, and it was only because the corpse was manipulated by the red-robed necromantic magic.

But even the Radiant Knight, who has almost exerted his martial arts to the extreme, inevitably reveals a slight flaw when facing two enemies, and this flaw, which is hardly considered a flaw in normal times, is unlikely to bring harm to the knight.

But the enemies he is facing now are not ordinary people, Panision, who is at the top of the red-robed mage guild, and Kel'thugad, who has also entered the second seat of the legendary necromantic faction with half a foot.

In front of these two ordinary people who are unlikely to survive even in the face of one of them, it is already surprising that a knight can do this, but the gap in strength cannot be made up by talent, and this truth also applies to knights.

After killing the sneak attacker behind him, Diermod finally revealed a flaw that was not a flaw at this moment, and a magic spell hit him in the shoulder armor. The knight's armor was instantly dyed black, and his face was instantly covered with a layer of gray black.

Diermod relied on the extremely high magic power of the knight profession to resist this direct and fatal magic of ordinary people, and suppressed the black that heralded death.

Looking at Kel'thugad's outstretched finger and the black remnant magic on it, he knew that the magic he had just sent out was the one he had done, and it was the magic that had killed Weipa just now—the Finger of Death.

"I think you'd better leave, Knight Diermod. You will never be able to stop us, even in the current situation, you have relied on the extremely high magic power of the Fantasy Knight, and the resistance of the unicorn Pegasus to necromantic magic, which has supported us until now. It's better to take advantage of the fact that you haven't decided the winner yet, and get out of here with dignity. Kel'thugad worked his magic as he tried to persuade the knight in front of him.

Diarmod lay half-crouched on the pure white horse's back, reached out and unloaded the blackened shoulder armor and threw it aside, then vigorously covered the wound behind the shoulder armor.

"I will never let you pass! This is the knight's oath, since I have said that I will protect this place, then I will approach all that I have, protect everything here!" The firm face made the knight's originally beautiful face look particularly resolute and tough at this time.

"Tsk!" Penny snorted softly, apparently he had something to do with a rigid fanatic believer in knightly code like Knight.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no point in continuing to entangle with him, and that the two of them couldn't defeat this knight in a short time, Penny wouldn't have wanted to talk to this 'stubborn' knight for a long time. But the situation is different now, so Penny can only treat this 'stubborn' knight in a different way.

Penny thought for a moment, and then saw another battlefield in the distance out of the corner of his eye, and he suddenly showed a smile, as if he had thought of something, and said: "Your spirit of sticking to your beliefs and life principles is really admirable, even I, a magician, are about to be moved by you." ”

Although Kel'thugad and Dilmod on the side had expressions of disbelief, he continued: "But you only care about your own beliefs and rules, and don't you think about your subordinates who are still fighting? ”

But the knight covered in scars and stains, although he was very embarrassed, his inner belief did not diminish: "I believe that my subordinates will never be defeated by these weak monsters of unknown origin!"

Firm belief and self-confidence in himself made this man smile heartily and sunny in this desperate situation.

"Really?" Penny chuckled, looking like he was mocking the knight's ignorance or his arrogance, "Although it is true that my latest experiments are not very good at fighting, when your knights are unable to eliminate or suppress them in the first place, they are completely able to continuously increase their companions from the dead knights through the infection method just now." ”

He is confident in his work that he can create more of his fellow citizens by creating wounds in creatures, and in a stalemate, no species can defeat them. The only way to destroy them is to destroy them in a very short time through overwhelming force or numbers, otherwise you will only find more and more enemies and fewer and fewer of your own people.

"In this situation, my experiments will only increase, and your subordinates will only get fewer and fewer. This is an unequal battle, I think the winner has already been decided. You would not have been able to make any changes without external forces. ”

This man who stands at the top of the magician, his long invincibility has made him full of confidence and even pride, and his works are naturally included in the scope of his pride.

But his self-confidence was soon ruthlessly shattered by the cheers behind him. Penny looked at the source of the sound in surprise and saw that it was the knights who had been pushed into a corner, and he frowned at random.

All of a sudden, the knights, whose morale was high, burst out with great combat power, scattering the zombies who were about to break their defenses in an instant.

But Penny had no interest in this counteroffensive, and even if he wasn't very proficient in military affairs, he knew that this was only the last roar of the trapped beasts, and then they didn't pose any threat at all.

It wasn't them who caught Penny's attention and frowned, but the dense black shadows behind them. They were the main force of the 5th Division of the Shamisen, which had come by land, to cheer and morale to rise.

The arrival of reinforcements from the shamisen made the third wing of the Knights, which was originally doomed to defeat or even total annihilation, desperate.

With the absolute superiority in numbers, as well as the team's tacit understanding and discipline that is far beyond ordinary people, they quickly swept away all the zombies on the battlefield, and approached the battlefield step by step. (To be continued......)