The sound of gasping, the sound of horse hooves, the collision of swords and armor, the screams, the howling wind...

The pale snow reflected the dazzling sunlight, the body was numb from the cold, and the hands were almost unconscious.

Can't stop, can't stop.

Hanks, who was riding on the horse, kept repeating this sentence in his heart--he didn't want to go back and fight, but the cavalry was not infantry, and the infantry could start fighting when they turned back. If the cavalry wanted to fight back while escaping, they would only welcome.

It is death.

How many knights are left beside you? Thirty or twenty? I can’t count them, because the knockout knight has heard too much scream... The skeleton war horses are not as fast as human war horses, but their endurance is far beyond that of-

-At first Hanks thought he could get rid of the other party, but after running out forty knights, more than 40 undead knights who had been chasing him all the time actually caught up!

One knight after another was killed by swords from the rear, and what was even more terrifying was the necromancer in the opponent's team. Hanks watched his two personal guards be killed by bone spears but did not dare to look back...

Time passed and he had begun to despair.

Hanks touched the hilt of the sword with his palm. He opened his mouth to speak, but was stinged by the cold wind's lungs. But just as he drew out his sword, his actions that originally planned to turn around and fight were due to the scene ahead.

Completely frozen...

Above the white wilderness, a knight holding a flag suddenly appeared in his sight.

Hanks did not see the pattern on the flag at first, but as a gust of wind blew, when the wolf-headed sign on the huge flag was displayed in front of him, the commander who was desperately in tears in an instant

Filling the socket.

It's the Duke's troops!

There was no time to judge why a knight holding a flag appeared here. Hanks almost immediately treated the other party as a life-saving straw, and pointed at the sword: "Go over there! Follow him!"

At this time, the only twenty-five remaining knights had no choice, and they immediately put all their strength into slowly following Hanks-and the knight in the distance also began to accelerate, the wolf-headed flag fluttering in the wind, leading these escaped

The knight rushed towards the edge of the forest in the distance...

The undead knight followed slowly, and the necromancer named Carl narrowed his eyes slightly, as if wondering why other human knights appeared here.

A little vigilant thought emerged in his heart, and Carl hesitated for a moment whether to "stop". But seeing Hanks and others being able to speed up the arrow due to turning, he squeezed his wand tightly and looked at the dead beside him.

The knight ordered: "Catch up and kill them all!"

But after saying this, he felt everything in front of him disappear in an instant.

"Damn it!"

The scorching feeling instantly made Carl realize that this was the effect of "Holy Light". He reached out to cover his hand, but the skeleton war horse slowed down because of this - the same was true for the undead knights who were traveling with them, and their movements were more or less affected.

Influence, thus slowing down the time to catch up with the human knight for several seconds...

"A little trick to carving insects."

It was difficult to cast spells on the bumpy horses, but Carl reached out and waved his hand, and a black mist squirted out, surrounding the entire team without dissipating, blocking the continuous appearance of the Holy Light Swords outside and recovering.

Vision.

But then a cavalry team suddenly rushed out of the edge of the forest and charged towards them from the side!

What's going on?!

Carl's face changed instantly, but he immediately calmed down: the number of cavalry teams rushing over was only sixty, and his team was covered up all the way. Although there were only forty-six undead knights here, he could rely on his "necrotic spell" advantage,

He had no reason to be afraid of the other person.

Perhaps it was because the previous "winning" brought him strong confidence, or Hanks' escape made him think that all human beings are so cowardly, and Carl chose to fight head-on without hesitation!

"Switch! Get ready to face the enemy head-on!"

He gave up Hanks' troops and was ready to face the new cavalry team.

Hanks, who had got rid of the pursuers, only then did he remember to think about the origin of this cavalry team-but after watching for a long time, he could not find the right answer...

In this era, many "knights" just had a title. In fact, many of them only had a set of ragged armor that had been passed down for decades. When they were fighting, they often wore such a ragged iron.

Join the war.

And what about these knights in front of you? Each of their armor is very valuable! Everyone!

But he could not see more, and the two teams had already entered the last journey of head-on charge...

"Come on, come on..."

Necromancer Carl raised his wand with a crazi look, blessed the undead spells to the undead knight in front of him, and then took out a scroll and held it in his hand...

"Come on, strengthen Baron Bellom's team--"

He grinned and reached out to tear open the scroll, as if he had seen the scene of these cavalrymen turning over.

But in the next second, the mage's head exploded out of thin air.

"Bang!"

Carl's head was directly lifted from his nose, like a watermelon that was blown up in the air, and his brain and black blood splashed everywhere - the shadow of the arrow flashed away, and the corners of his mouth were even the same as before.

Sneer.

Then, the headless corpse fell from the skeleton war horse and was instantly caught in the torrent of iron hoofs behind.

This sudden change made the undead cavalry stunned, and within three or four seconds, the arrows attacking in front even smashed the heads of several knights one after another!

The fallen corpses and war horses hindered the knights in the rear, and the formation was instantly destroyed. Just when they had no time to adjust, Soderol had already rushed into the enemy formation with five cavalrymen from the first row!

"boom--"

The strongest frontal skill of "Ghost Knight" was cast, and three phantoms appeared in Soderol's hand, carrying the battle aura and knocked the undead in front of him into the sky...

The sound of horse hooves was instantly drowned by the impact of weapons, and the shouts were endless. The undead fought back, but unexpectedly, a large flash of golden light was greeted!

The eighteen knights in the first three rows are covered with "holy shields"!

This ineffective attack made the undead attack almost invalid-no one expected that their strongest charge would have no results. Carl's death made the team lose its soul, and the unleased team collapsed instantly.

No more fighting spirit...

Soderol was wearing the exquisite tank armor. His health value had exceeded 13,000 after BUFF, and his defense reached an incredible level. At this moment, he advanced all the way, and the sword was bounced away, and the "Guardian Tooth" drank.

Kill the enemy in blood and plow the enemy's formation out of a ditch!

Although the remaining knights are close to each other's level, they can keep their equipment, attack power, defense power and morale at the end of the undead. After the first wave of charge, the sixty-man troops still have forty-six people to maintain combat power.

Without hesitation, he turned his horse's head and started the second batch of charges.

At this time, one hundred and twenty entourages had already rushed out of the forest, surrounded the battlefield, and began to encircle and suppress.

Roddy did not participate in the charge. After changing his equipment, his attack power increased by several steps. At this time, "rapid shooting" and "concentrated shooting", the "explosion arrow" at all costs had killed thirteen knights.

Behind the team fighting fiercely, Akasha, Ika and Mason kept releasing magical magic under the protection of their entourage. They had exhausted their mana several times and had already taken nine bottles of potions. At this time, their faces were all turned red

Bai, trying hard to endure the discomfort caused by the potion.

Roddy pursed her lips and tried to sweep her eyes around. After confirming that there were no other enemies, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His psychological pressure is greater than that of anyone.

He made the decision to "save people", which means that it is possible that he may sacrifice not only his subordinates, but also that he may even take care of himself. After making such a decision, Roddy realized... and

Those politicians who play with power are at two extremes.

Sacrifice, dedication, selfishness, use any means.

Most of the monarchs in history were the latter, while the former often disappeared.

Roddy would take revenge for any loss he had suffered, but would take risks for people like Hanks who had never known each other. He didn't know what kind of person he would become in the end, he just knew very well.

After making such a decision, I didn't feel any regret in my heart.

Soderol did not ask Roddy why he made this choice, but he said to Roddy before charging: "Where are there, there are always some heroes you can't see saving this country.

...I will not regret it if I go, because every soldier at Sora Post is worth my doing."

So Roddy felt relieved.

Fortunately, no one died in front of Akasha and others and the therapeutic agents.

The group "sacred shield" that was achieved through three healing efforts, with all BUFF plus all "excellent" armor and "excellent" weapons. Under all these insurances, this battle eventually caused the Knights and escorts to seriously injure seven people.

, 16 people were slightly injured.

It sounds like the "zero death" record is worthy of pride, but the consumption behind it is too amazing: hundreds of bottles of BUFF potions and more than 30 scrolls, war horses with severe physical consumption, damaged weapons and armor, etc., if converted to

Money, nearly a thousand gold coins.

And this is just the first step in the rescue operation. Roddy has received news from Nata himself brought back from the front line. He is very clear that if the "Sora Post" is not taken back from the hands of the undead, his own troops will be

You can only starve to death in the wilderness due to food exhaustion.

"Snap time to recover your energy!"

The figure of "Frost Baron" Bellom has not yet appeared at Sora Post. Roddy knew the difference between him and the other party, so he could only prepare for the attack as soon as possible - if the Sora Post is not recaptured, there is no food reserve.

The team can only wait for death in the wilderness...

Hanks and more than 20 knights rescued by Roddy's team rushed over. Obviously, the commander didn't understand who the young man in front of him was. He jumped off the horse and immediately did a very formal one.

Military salute, asked, "Hanks, the commander of Sora sentry, thank you for your help. May I ask you..."

He glanced at the wolf-headed flag while saying that, without hiding the doubts in his eyes.

"The Duke of Angma sent me to help you."

Roddy said as he gave in to the side, then pointed to Soderol who was walking towards him and said, "Introduce yourself, he is Soderol, I am Roddy."

Hanks' eyes widened in an instant and stuttered, "You, you are not..."

Soderol, who was wearing heavy armor, stopped with the "clang clang" noise, took off the blood-stained helmet, and said in a low voice: "Someone wants us to die, but it doesn't work."

"So...we came here to send them to hell."
Chapter completed!