Xia Ya, who was already ready to bear the pain, did not encounter the pain she had expected and opened her eyes that could not see clearly.

I found a silver figure blocking my body, and the tip of the gun passing through my shoulders was still ticking with bright red blood...

Huh! A strong wind swept up, and the soldiers who were in front of him who were fighting against Xia Ya were instantly chopped off their heads. The silver figure rushed into the remaining group of soldiers and killed them all.

At this time, the October Knights finally made up the gap again, temporarily giving Xia Ya a certain precious time to breathe...

"Ha...Ha...Well, are you okay?" The moon knight, who was covered in wounds and had a hideous wound on his left shoulder, came to Xia Ya.

Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, the moonlight knight's feet became weak and the fallen figure just fell into Xia Ya's arms.

The moon-under knight, who was gasping heavily, had a rosy face, and had a more morbid beauty than his usual sacred and inviolable posture...

Xia Ya smiled and rubbed the silver hair of the moon knight, hugged her tightly in her arms, and sat on the mountain of corpses piled up.

At the foot of the mountain of corpses, there is a war of fighting and shocking the sky, and countless soldiers are thrown into the sea of ​​blood...

The wind whistled in my ears, and the golden glorious rose flag that had not fallen just now was still flying in the whistling wind!

"King... Please escape, there are too many enemies..." The moon knight reluctantly raised his head, and the hair in his ear fell to his pink lips. Although he looked unwilling, she was considering the king for the sake of the king. She decided to persuade the king to leave here immediately.

As long as the king is here, everything can be done again. As long as the king is here, the glorious rose flag will surely fly again. As long as the king is here, his knighthood and promise will continue...

"Don't joke, my general died here, my soldiers died here, my guardian knight died here, if all this is lost, even if I am the king, I can escape. Then I will not deserve to be called the king anymore. In that case, I am a coward who even looks down upon myself." Xia rejected the proposal of the Knight under the Moon. With his eyes firm, he would rather face the honor of death than take a step back.

The moon knight lowered his head silently and curled his body slightly into Xia Ya's arms...

“At least at the end…”

Before the Knight under the Moon had finished speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by Xia Ya.

"Idiot! I said something despairing at the last moment!" Xia Ya put his hand gently in the ear of the moon knight, and then said, "Listen, the war horse with neat steps. Listen, the loud sound of thunder roar, and remember, in the end, my two guardian knights and a thousand cavalry were sent by me..."

Before Xia Ya could finish her speech, on a grassland not far from Pulun City, thousands of horsemen and a square of soldiers with about 3,000 suddenly surged on the horizon.

They walked with neat steps, facing the sun, as they gradually approached the city of Pulun.

The golden glorious rose flag shines in their angry eyes...

Yes, before the official war began, the secret army composed of 720 chain armored cavalry and 260 Hobila light cavalry sent by Drake.D.Chaya were sent outside the city by Charya, and compared to blocking all the forces in Pulun's offensive and defensive battle.

Drake.d.Chaya prefers to make one hand to turn it into two sides, both good and bad.

"Driving!" The thousand riders of Mercedes clamped the horses under their bodies with their thighs and held up the knight's spear.

The horse's hooves roared, and the armor collided and made a crisp sound of impact.

The knight running in the front took the lead. He held a flag guard in his hand, and the surroundings of the flag were printed with golden roses and a blooming flower inlaid in the middle.

His face is huge and his ears are covered with golden hair. From a distance, he looks like a lion with a human body and a lion's head.

"For the glory of roses, for the king!" the knight shouted!

"For glory!!!" More than a thousand knights behind him echoed at the same time!

The glorious rose flag fluttered in the wind, and the reinforcements that had come were slowly riding on war horses, trampling on the earth, galloping under the vast sky. Faced with the strong wind that was rushing towards Pulun City.

At this time, hundreds of archers in green costumes in the Olympus Mountains suddenly appeared on the walls of Plun.

In addition to the leader of the arc knight we are familiar with, there are fifty-nine archers who were wearing green clothes, cuckolds and a white feather on their hats. It is the elite British archers who have never been exposed since the war started, so I am willing to give up the archers!

As for the other hundreds of archers, they are all elite guards carefully selected and trained by the Arc Knights. Although they are not willing to have the perverted range and accuracy of the archers, they are definitely much stronger than the British archers, and they can be regarded as the most basic archer guard.

With the emergence of a large number of reinforcements on the city wall and outside the city gate, the morale of Plun's side has risen again.

Under the leadership of the English Walking Knight, mixed with infinite anger, he broke through the defense net of the will of the magic, and killed at the foot of the corpse mountain where Drake D.Chaya was.

The remaining ten thousand soldiers formed an iron-walled defense net, protecting the King of Prun tightly inside. Anyone who attempts to step in will be penetrated by thousands of guns.

Listening to the thunderous sound of horse hooves outside the city, and the archers who kept shuttled and shot the captain, commander, and even generals on the roof.

The morale of the French soldiers was gradually declining, and even Mkar was almost pierced by the archer of SatoWu several times. Thanks to the loyal guards around him who sacrificed themselves to block the arrows, he would never have survived.

"Take the bow! Shoot!" The archer guards staying on the city walls have much higher attack power than the British archers, and they are condescending and easy to aim and shoot.

The feather arrows that kept shuttled through the French will army in an instant caused major casualties.

Without heavy armor, they could only use their flesh and blood to resist the bow and arrow. Those with better luck also had a shield, but it was useless to interweave the archer back and forth.

The morale of the French will army is rapidly collapsing.

At this time, Drake D. Shaya, who was staying on the mountain of corpses, suddenly ordered the English walking knights to step forward and suppress the French army. Everyone was puzzled by this order. Isn’t it that sending soldiers to die now? Or is Shaya deliberately trying to let his archers shoot his soldiers?

With the crisp sound of "Dangdang", everyone suddenly realized that the love family had heavy armor defense and was not afraid of bows and arrows. Even if they were accidentally shot, they would only be slightly injured and would not die.

So! The English walking knight, who was panting like a bull, rushed to chase the French soldiers like bulldozers.

There are bows and arrows shooting in the sky, heavy troops intercepting the ground, and cavalry troops that are about to arrive.

"Run!!!"

A soldier who could not bear the pressure finally made a choice when he was massacred or escaped.

The escape of a soldier had a chain reaction. One person ran away, ten people ran away, and ten people ran away, and a thousand people ran away. In the end, ten people ran away together! The formation of a great defeat was no longer something that humans could do, and the Pulun army took advantage of the victory to pursue it! He killed thousands of soldiers of the will of the will in one go.

When the cavalry army stepped on the roaring ground and carried a long spear on his iron helmets to charge under the city of Plun, the militia that had just run out of Plun were almost defeated.

Just like retreating bravely, the defeat of the French Will Legion far exceeded anyone's imagination.

In their eyes, Prun is like a giant who cannot be defeated no matter how hard he fights. He always has methods that are unexpected to everyone, and the military power he holds is far beyond what they can compete with.

The fleeing militia blocked the retreating path of the regular army of the French will. The crowd was crowded and no one could get out. Seeing this opportunity, Robin Hood immediately ordered all archers to shoot uninterruptedly.

Suddenly there was another bloody storm, and the October Legion that arrived later gave them a fierce and fatal blow.

At this time, the commander of the French Will Army, Jiao Mkar, realized that the reason why Prun dared to resist his 100,000 army was because of such a secret army, and its terror was no longer the range that the corps led by him could withstand.

"General! Retreat quickly!! We can't stop it!"

"General, hurry up and leave, otherwise it will be too late!"

The defeat was like a mountain of defeat, and the morale collapsed, the people around him were unwilling to fight again. In desperation, the soldiers who had been sent to Mkar announced their withdrawal. The bodies of the French soldiers who had left the land fled out of the city of Pulun in a panic.

"Chasing!! Chase them!! Don't let go of none of them!" Xia Ya shouted excitedly, and the life-saving trump card that was left behind finally came in handy!

The Pren soldiers shouted loudly as the glory of victory, and chased out of the Pren City with the glory rose flag.

This pursuit took more than ten miles to the edge of the Lutiman Plain before he was willing to stop.

Along the way, you can see the corpses all over the ground, and blood has dyed a large area of ​​grassland red.

The French will army is really a defeat for abandoning its troops and armor!

The soldiers of Prenant shouted for victory and pounded their shields excitedly. Today is destined to be the day when Prenant becomes famous all over the world.

It is also the day of the national humiliation of the French will empire, a country that was almost invincible in the Hundred Years' War!

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Ahem, I must say that, because this is the first time I wrote this kind of sectarianism, so if there is something bad, please be sure to say it out.

And what is about to break out next is the battle for the throne between England and Prun. I may arrange for someone who is very special to me to enter the story because of my personal preferences...

If someone dislikes some characters in the 2D world, please understand very much...

After all, that's it, didn't you think of the legendary King Arthur when talking about Great Britain?
Chapter completed!