Below the Holy Knights are the Paladins, then the Knights of Title and Glory, and finally the Templars, and so on, provided that these knights can fight even for hours in an awakened state if they have enough stamina and enough endurance.

And with the strong combat power and tacit understanding they showed, Philip really couldn't imagine what enemy could make them fight for hours on end, unless it was another equally powerful knight.

Perhaps this is the secret of the temple's ability to stand on this continent for thousands of years.

Whether old Brad knew such a secret, Philip didn't know, but he was excited to be one of them one day in the future, and even his soul was a little throbbing, and the light flickering on the blue and green spirit cores was getting stronger and stronger.

On the light brown plain below, the knights of the outer layer were still holding their broadswords, while the knights of the inner layer took out their giant bows for the first time, and shot at these giant beasts with the sound of a hard bowstring at the speed of an arrow in two seconds.

Two-metre-long steel arrows made of alloy burrow into the eyes and ears of these behemoths with an unrelenting vig, their sheer size making them the best targets for arrows that rival ballistas.

The steppe Axuns did their best to drive the beasts into the Templars' seemingly weak formation, but unfortunately, the slow speed of these beasts was too slow to be a charging mount.

Many of them fell to the ground with weak legs and feet, screaming and trying to get rid of the sharp pain in their eyes and ears, and crushed the flea-like steppe people around them into thin meatloaf.

Finally, a bed crossbow mounted on a behemoth was in full swing, and a two-meter-long crossbow spear shot into the ranks of the Templars with a terrible wind.

As if they had been prepared, those mid-level awakened people in the team made a move.

They either used their weapons and shields to block the crossbow spears, or intercepted them in mid-air with bows and arrows, or even used their own bodies to harden them, and the greatest result of the first hundred or so crossbows was only a foot-long wound on the hind leg of an unlucky velociraptor and a bowl-sized depression in a knight's breastplate.

As the entire team crossed the defensive line formed by the giant beasts, leaving them far behind, the more than 300 dreads had already fallen and 200 of them had fallen, and even if they didn't die, they probably wouldn't be able to play any role anymore.

Philip was fascinated by the heavens, and he only felt himself tingling from the tail vertebrae to his forehead, and this was the first time that he had a numb, over-electric trembling.

These Templars are illogically powerful, with ultra-luxurious equipment and a full staffing of the Awoken, but it seems that they have a mature counterattack for any possible attack on the enemy.

From beginning to end, except for the constantly changing formation, I didn't see them slow down, but kept running on the way to charge.

Even without the command of a high-ranking commander, almost every knight seemed to know what he was supposed to do.

There was hardly much defense to be seen, only offense, a thunderous and domineering attack, like a giant steamroller breaking into a rat-infested barn.

Until they smashed through the four phalanxes again and approached the two kilometers of the portal, their formation was still very complete and neat, as if they had been tempered by a thousand hammers.

This was by no means explained by an aura of war, and in Philip's knowledge, these Templars would never have been able to do so without more than five years of intensive training.

Even so, the elimination rate of this team is frighteningly high.

In the era of cold weapons without instant messaging systems, this is simply a strategic force like nuclear weapons, even if it is the same well-equipped Wardsman Empire soldiers, with the strength of the four masters of Gaokan City, I am afraid that they will not be able to confront these Templars head-on.

The only thing Philip could think of was the elite divisions of the Walled Legion defending the Imperial City.

The steppe man Xun Turisa was obviously a little panicked, although he had long expected that there would be an enemy to encircle and intercept him, and those teams that deliberately dispersed in all directions played a role in confusing and containing.

However, Philip's presence prevented the Templars from taking a detour, and the ridiculously strong combat power of this cavalry still caught him a little off guard, and he could only keep ordering more steppe people to block their path.

How can there be the big weapon and steadiness that a few hours ago were in the chest, full of ambition and steady.

Philip saw clearly in the sky, with the death of nearly 600,000 steppe people, more and more steppe people rushed to the middle, and for the first time there was a touch of true color on the surrounding earth, and the vast sea of people could already see the edge.

Ranri Doran on Turissa's side was a little cold, he had already recognized the identities of these knights on the other side from the aura that exploded all over the place, but he didn't expect that these temple knights still arrived here so quickly after so many days of delay.

It's all to blame on the knight in the sky who rode the silver beast, and yesterday's defeat of the Golden Eagle warriors made him bring these nightmare knights here.

If you had known that you would not have dispersed those fighters, you would have delayed for hours if you stayed.

He couldn't help but start to worry about whether the plan could be carried out smoothly, and he was a little happy, happy that this portal had been opened and absorbed the energy of those Horcruxes, and no one could close it in advance unless this energy was all consumed.

In addition, in addition to the remaining more than 1 million grassland people in front of them, except for a few others, scattered in all directions, a main force of 3 million was speeding away with the stars and moon in Gaokan City.

Even if the portal here is sniped, as long as the passage of Gaokan City is opened, then the nearly millions of main forces of the southern grassland gathered outside the gate will drive straight in, and by the way, the largest and strongest fortress among the three military cities on the southeast border, Viladi City, will also be conquered together.

The success of the early days of the Battle of Gaokan shows that it was far easier to break through these fortified cities from the inside than from outside.

The Templars came together again in front of the portal, transformed into Augustine's massive aura, which was still spraying steppe warriors outward.

The sharp and heavy broadsword slashed neatly through the portal's blue-gray light curtain, but unfortunately, it didn't seem to have the slightest effect on the disembodied gate itself, other than chopping the thousands of steppe people who had just emerged from it into broken pieces.

After two repeated charges, Augustine realized something and decisively divided his forces again.

Two of the Templars led their teams to rush back and forth around the portal with the portal as the center, like two small fish on the Taiji diagram, circling around the blockade steppe people to approach here.

Caesar's team was responsible for blocking the 100 meters in front of the portal, concentrating on strangling the centaurs that kept popping up from here.

Augustine himself, with his guards and the knights of Arthas, rushed to the huge tent two kilometers away, under the direction of Philip, where Turissa and Rangerdoran were located.

The enemy's powerful and sharp attack had already made the two steppe Daxun standing here a little numb, and they no longer expected that the layers of rejection horses arranged in front of the Golden Horde could make much of a difference, and 80,000 elite Ah Xun in metal armor and 200,000 ordinary Ah Xun regiments began to assemble forward, becoming the last insurance.

However, Augustine and Arthas seemed to realize the difficulty of the enemy, and did not rush forward at all, but transformed into an inverted triangle of geese from a distance of a kilometer.

The knights in the front row moved closer to each other, and the knights in the back row took a small metal utensil from the saddle, fiddled with it casually and turned it into a repeater more than two feet wide, and then placed a black wooden box on top of it.

Philip was still amazed at the size of the toy-like repeater, and how well it looked, when he heard a buzzing but shrill sound.

In particular, the pure metal crossbow arrows, which were less than a foot long and made of unknown alloys, were connected in a line like a torrential rain, covering an area of nearly 300 meters.

The bolt had no tail feathers at all, and looked like a steel needle, glowing blue in the brighter and brighter sunlight.

But their penetrating power is terrifying, and while they also have a delicate rocker drive, they are not the same thing at all in terms of rate of fire or range compared to the box crossbows of Gaukan City.

The metal armor of the elite Axuns behaved no different from ordinary leather armor when faced with this steel needle-like crossbow arrow, and only those samurai who had awakened their speed could swing their scimitars to remove the rain of metal arrows.

But unfortunately, the number of these crossbow arrows is too much, and the rate of fire is too fast, they pushed aside the first few arrows, but they can't stop the continuous rain of arrows, as more and more people are accidentally injured by the crossbow arrows opened by their companions, the original neat formation of the elite Ah Xun gradually began to become sparse, lost its due thickness and rhythm, and began to fall to the ground in large areas covering their wounds.

The dense formations they had once prided themselves on also had no way to escape, hoping that the bodies of their companions in front of them would reduce the power of these Grim Reapers, as these tiny steel needles had a desperate penetrating power, each of which could take the lives of two or three warriors.

Fortunately, the number of metal crossbow arrows was not large, and it stopped after just a few minutes, which can be seen from the small size of the black wooden box.

But when the rain of arrows was gone, at least half of the elite Axuns who stood in the way of the Templars had already fallen, and the rest were also retreating in horror, and the entire formation looked as if it had been bitten by some fierce beast and collapsed.

This overbearing crossbow comparable to a machine gun made Philip's eyes glow in the sky, but when you think about it, you know how expensive this weapon can be.

Turissa, who couldn't bear it anymore, had to give up his passive defense and charge back at the knights who rushed from the opposite side, when it was his turn to only defend the Wards and attack them.