It's midnight.

The torrential rains that have been pouring for days finally stopped at dusk, and the abundant rainfall has almost turned the Hillsbrad Hills into an inexplicable swamp.

At this moment, the Highland Knights from Rapids Castle were moving silently on the muddy road.

After defeating the blocking line set by the tribe in the Soladin Wall, the alliance's reinforcements finally crossed the ruins of Dunhold Castle and advanced towards the target.

The road under the horse's hooves began to spread to the south and north and forked into two completely different roads.

To the north is the established goal of the Highland Knights - Tarenmill occupied by the tribe; and to the south... the Rapids Castle people who rushed to the rescue can see the sky-sky flames appearing at the end of the distant horizon - where is the Nanhai Town, which is being madly besieged by the tribe.

Prince Galin Thorbain was in the center of the vanguard, and his close guards and the magistrates carrying the flag gathered around him. A cavalry squad dressed in weapons was completely different from the surrounding highland knights and marched silently in the dark until it approached Prince Galin's imperial guards. At the forefront of this cavalry squad wrapped in red and white robe, Alessandro Moglani nodded slightly to the guards who were loyal to his duties and rode forward, and came straight to Galin Thorbain and his staff.

The order to stop moving forward has been conveyed by the commanders to the entire army. The high-level knights who received the command are taking limited time to take care of their mount partners, or drink water, eat, and replenish their energy.

The scouts sent out to observe the situation also returned, and at this moment they were reporting their observations in front of the young prince, which attracted the attention of the "Ash Messenger".

"Your Highness. The fire is very fierce!" One of the scouts said: "Nanhai Town is almost completely trapped in the sea of ​​fire. The port area has been conquered. The battlefield seems to be full of enemies, but most of the elite forces of the tribe seem to be invested in the purge and occupation of the port area and the mudflat area."

"Damn it, we're still late!" The scout's investigation result made the young Prince Galin Thorbain frown, and turned around slightly anxiously and spoke to Old Moglani: "Maybe Nanhai Town doesn't know the news of our departure at all, and the defenders in the city may feel extremely desperate because of this."

"As a commander, there is no benefit to being impatient and worried, young prince." Alessandro Moglani gently patted Prince Galin's shoulder while mobilizing the holy light to relieve the anxious mood of the young man: "People will not tolerate being late in emergency situations. But being late is better than not."

"Maybe people will find this time that the proverbs of ancient people have never been so appropriate."

"However, we may have to slightly change the established strategy..." The surging flames of Nanhai Town made old Moglani's eyes flash with anger of hatred, and a crazy idea came into his mind: "Have you ever reconnaissed the arrangement of the tribe outside Nanhai Town?"

"According to our observation, there seems to be no people left behind in the hilly area outside Nanhai Town," the scout named by the Ashes Messenger recalled for a moment and gave the answer: "And it is very scattered and the alert is very relaxed."

"Your Highness, before we meet with the Wild Hammer Dwarfs, we should give those green skins a surprise." Turning to look at Galin Thorbain beside us, Old Moglani's eyes flashed with a breathtaking cold light: "Announce our arrival to the defenders of Nanhai Town, and try to relieve the pressure on Nanhai Town."

"What are we going to do?"

The Ashes Messenger's suggestion made Prince Galin look puzzled. Looking at the famous Blood Crusader Lord, the question in his heart blurted out.

“It’s very simple!”

Old Moglani untied the ashes messenger who looked like a hatchet wrapped in linen from behind. He answered with a fierce murderous intent;

"Kill to the city of Nanhai Town!"

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Under the dark night, the blazing flames hovering over Nanhai Town in the distance are almost the best guide lighthouse.

The Highland Knights of Rapids Castle silently embarked on their journey to Nanhai Town. Nearly 10,000 Highland Knights slowly gathered, just like a torrent that broke through the dam swept across the Hillsbrad hills.

The commander of the tribe seemed to focus his whole heart on the fallen city, noticing that there was a loophole in his foolproof plan.

All of this made the raid plan of Moglani of Old is extremely smooth.

The panic shouts of tribal soldiers came from the battlefield, and the short-lived sound of gold and iron clashing.

The number of orc troops left behind in the periphery of Nanhai Town was very small, and it seemed that they would not have expected such sudden attacks. Facing nearly 10,000 fully armed Highland Knights, they were quickly easily defeated or dispersed by the cavalry and horse-slaying swords in the hands of the knights.

Under the leadership of Old Moglani and Prince Garin, the Highland Knights were unstoppable. As for the orc wolf knights who encountered sporadically along the way, perhaps because of the sparse number, each team of only more than a hundred people. Perhaps the sudden attack caused these tribe soldiers to lose their fighting spirit and often collapsed at once. This made the army of Highland Knights from Rapids Castle enter a no-man on the battlefield.

Even until the scarred and broken city walls of Nanhai Town in the distance were far away, they were still not subjected to any threatening tough interception, nor were they encountered any established tribal army.

The air was filled with the burnt smell of flames and the breath of death.

In the tribal camp not far from Nanhai Town, Lieutenant Varocar of Rapids Fort was leading a team of thousands of cavalry to slash the tribal laborers who were attacked by sudden attacks and completely destroy the newly built siege devices in the camp. As for the originally energetic tribal siege troops, the horse team drove them into the trenches burning flames...

Within just a few hours, half of the Hillsbrad Hills was easily recovered. The enemy's camp set up in front of Nanhai Town was trapped in the sea of ​​fire. A small number of defensive troops and a large number of remnants of orc laborers fled around like driven prey.

Rapidly advance, winning consecutive battles!

The fruitful results boosted the morale of the knights of Rapids Castle and thundered. However, unlike the highland knights with high morale, a trace of uneasiness appeared in the heart of the Blood Crusader Lord who had been in the battle formation for a long time.

Along the way, the tribe's weak resistance made Old Moglani smell a little something bad!

When did the tribe become so vulnerable?

In terms of the combat power of the tribe, especially the combat power of the orcs, there is probably no more say than the Paladins who once fought on the front lines of World War I and World War II!

Thinking of the strange situation along the way and the empty defense of the tribal camp, Old Moglani's mind suddenly made a big alarm!

"Collection!Collection!"

The hoarse shouts of the messengers of the Ashes seemed so small amid the cheers of the Highland Knights.

Thinking of some terrible possibility, Alessandro Moglani didn't care about the surprise of the subordinates of the Blood Crusaders and some of the Highland Knights who were guards around him. He pulled the reins and ran a few steps before snatching a huge horn from the flag-holder, and blew it hard!

In desperation, Old Moglani even subconsciously used the power of the holy light. This power was so great that even the horn made of the horns of the thunder lizard could not withstand this power and exploded into pieces after a moment.

“Woo~~~~~~~~~~~”

Fortunately, the sound of the far and low horns still resounded throughout the battlefield. The highland knights who were still chasing the remaining enemies of the tribe almost subconsciously looked back and looked at the direction where the king flag was. After hesitating for a moment, they turned their horse heads and moved closer to the direction of the Blood Crusader Lord.

Unfortunately, the Ashes Messenger woke up too late...

It seemed to be responding to the previous horn sound. The continuous sound of war drums suddenly sounded from all directions, and instantly intertwined into a heroic symphony. The deafening drum sounds and horn sounds swept across the plains and hills around Nanhai Town like thunder and lightning.

In the shocked eyes of the highland knights, teams of helmets and armor were placed, and fully armed orc warriors quickly and silently stepped out from the jungle behind the hills in the distance. The sharp blade of the battle axe flashed with orange light in the contrast of the fire, and the light came from all directions and formed a piece in an instant!

Tens of thousands of elite orcs stalked with their heads raised, appearing on the battlefield with a sense of fighting spirit and gradually gathering together into a seemingly indestructible line of defense, blocking the retreat and transfer of reinforcements from the Rapids Fortress.

Especially in front of the defense line, thousands of elite orc wolf knights had already set up their attack arrow formation without knowing it, and roaring towards the highland knights who were trying to reorganize the formation!

The situation on the battlefield changed instantly, and the highland knights who were hunters before instantly became prey of orc wolf knights!

"The whole team. Welcome the enemy!"

Before he could wait for his subordinates with messy formation to regroup, Prince Galin Thorbain, who came to his senses, had already waved his gun and shouted and shouted. The horse under his crotch ran out under Prince Galin's control.

Behind him, the flag of the Rapids was flying in the night wind, and strong horses galloped on the grassland under the night sky. Some of the quick-reacting Highland Knights followed without hesitation and gradually adjusted their formation in the charge. As for the old Moglani, who held the Ashes Messenger, rushed towards the enemy first, and even surpassed the Prince of Rapids, who was the first to charge.

The distance of several miles was fleeting for the cavalry, and in just a moment, two torrents of steel had collided without giving in!

"Clang!"

The holy light bursting out from the Ashes Messenger's long sword was still brilliant, but this time the sharp attack of the Ashes Messenger who had always been invincible toward his opponent's head was suddenly blocked by a strangely shaped battle axe!

This made Alessandro Moglani's heart sank.

"Long time no see, Moglani..."

A low and majestic greeting came from the helmet of the wolf knight holding a battle axe. The howling night wind blew up the pale hair of the other party's neck. A force that was stronger than Old Moglani's scores suddenly burst out, pushing the Ashes Messenger easily for a distance, and then the next second accompanied by the voice, a fierce slash had quickly slashed towards Old Moglani's waist:

"I have been waiting here for a long time!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
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