Unlike the boiling morale of the Abandoners, the Cross Church has reached a freezing point. The death of their Knight Captain not only means the collapse of the final spiritual pillar, but also shows that no one can defeat the opponent's Knight.

You know, the Swearing Knight sent out was just a vanguard, and the general who was used by the opponent to suppress the formation had not taken action yet, let alone the terrifying Blackbeard Richard, which was an existence that several high-level knights could not defeat.

If these cavalrymen were still full of enthusiasm when they set out, the temperature in their blood had been frozen by the cold reality, and everyone could not help but tremble. If it weren't for the last trace of belief in their hearts, they might have fled in panic long ago.

"Ask... John..." an infantryman said tremblingly, "What should we do..."

The man named John said he wanted to marry Al's knight. After hearing the call, he trembled unconsciously. Only then did he realize that he was the deputy of the Knight Commander. Now that he was killed in the battle, he had automatically replaced him as the supreme commander of the team.

John stared blankly at Al, surrounded by the abandoners in the distance, feeling sad and angry, but more at a loss.

As the deputy of the Knight Commander, John had been practicing fighting skills hard, but he had not experienced large-scale battles. At most, he was chasing bandits or something. With the Knight Commander, he did not have so many opportunities to take action.

Even if some fierce battles occurred and the Knights were in power, John had never felt too much pressure, and he never thought that the Knights would die on the battlefield one day.

Before setting off, John thought it was a win at will, and they would destroy the enemy's formation as before, and reunite with glory and triumphant victory.

There is no doubt that John really wanted to rescue Al before the fight, and he hugged the beauty. He had fantasized about many scenes, such as standing up during the duel, defeating several oath-giving knights in succession, then riding a snow-white horse to break through the siege, hugging the weak Al into his arms, breaking the enemy's formation, and returning to his own position.

After saving Al, he would accept Al's kiss and win her heart with his own courage. The two of them returned to the town together, entered the marriage hall under the blessing of the priest, and protected her life with the long sword in their hands.

However, at this moment, when he found that the vows kept insulting Al and he was powerless, all John's disillusion was shattered, and everything was left with a cold reality.

A cavalryman muttered: "John, you didn't say... Al is the girl you identified... She needs your help, and we need your guidance too!"

After hearing this, John looked at Al in the distance blankly, but more eyes fell on the fully armed abandoner of the Snowlin Gun Array.

"Hahaha! Let me fuck this nun's little ass!" The abandoner who had insulted Al before began to fiddle with his lower body again, came to Al's side with a swagger, looked at the scared little face with a crazy smile, and spread Ayer's slender legs from the front, preparing to insert them vigorously.

At this moment, John felt something breaking in his heart. He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Let's retreat first... wait for the Knights of the Round Table to save us..."

"What?!" A cavalry couldn't believe what he heard, stared at Al, who was about to be insulted, and growled, "You must watch our nun be humiliated, and then flee with his tail?!"

"Now... I'm just going to die..." John's mind seemed to be a little unclear under the huge pressure, and muttered in dismay, "Anyway, I can't save it, so I'd better... save my strength... wait for the next counterattack..."

Just when the cavalry of the Cross Church were heartbroken because of these words and no longer had the fighting spirit, something unexpected happened.

John suddenly felt someone grabbing his ankle, and was pulled off his horse, and fell to death.

The next moment, under the exclamation of everyone, the guest from the East, a young man wrapped in bandages and cloak, jumped onto the horse and rode out of the team on these snow-white horses.

"Hey! Come back!" The Cross Church was completely in chaos. They thought Luo You could not bear this humiliation and were ready to die generously.

Not to mention that this is another act of destruction of morale, and Luo Yu is also a guest of the Cross Church. If he rushed out and died like this, all the cavalry here would be despised by the church, and would be stamped with a shame that would never be washed away in his life, and would always bear the name of a coward.

On the side of the oath abandoner, the oath knight saw someone rushing out again, and quickly helped up the war horse that had been hit before and climbed up.

Although the scapula of the Swearing Knight was lifted away, the injury was temporarily suppressed by relying on medicine, and it was not the main hand that injured it, so he could still hold the rifle firmly.

The Swearing Knight first glanced at Luo You who was galloping, and suddenly smiled from ear to ear. He was a professional knight and could see the other party's riding skills at a glance. This young man's riding skills can only be described as "bad", let alone he didn't even have a rifle and held a red umbrella in his hand. Where did he get the sissy?

"I want to use your skull as a bowl!" The Swearing Knight laughed in contempt and rode his horse forward and rushed towards Luo You.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the Swearing Knight stabbed the riding rifle at an extremely accurate angle.

Amid the terror of the church cavalry and the roar of the abandoner, he directly crushed half of Luo You's chest, and the bones flew more than ten meters away, and even the continuous contraction of the lungs were seen.

"Hahaha! You are the worst knight I have ever seen!" The Swearing Knight could firmly believe that even a cow could not hold on to this killing. Luo You must have died. He had never seen such a bad opponent.

However, the Swearing Knight had not laughed three times. As soon as he raised his hands and shouted victory, he suddenly found that the red flames in Luo You's eyes were getting stronger and stronger. The next second, with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, a scarlet attack surged violently.

Luo You's red umbrella swept directly across the head of the Swearing Knight. Without any suspense, the big head was torn off his shoulders, flew more than ten meters away from his body, and rolled aside like a ball.

All this happened too quickly. Before the oath Knight's body seemed to have reacted, his head was gone, and his arms were still raised in the air to celebrate. It was not until three seconds later that his body gradually collapsed, lost all his strength, and fell off the horse's back.

The headless corpse of the abandoned Knight kept twitching on the ground, and blood kept spraying from the broken neck.

Luo You rode his horse standing next to the corpse. The fur of the white military horse was dyed with scarlet blood, and it shone with its rosy eyes. It exuded a sense of oppression like a city-breaking force against the bright sun, which caused the storm of the wind and clouds to shock the dragon.

At this moment, the entire battlefield fell into a dead silence like a grave, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

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Chapter completed!