Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

The breath of Kunos...

What happened to that island?

Sharon looked up at the distant sky. The strong silver light emitted from her eyes made her pick up the magic stone coins one after another.

Who is behind that World Tree that can resist me so easily?

The prophetess seemed tired. She stopped taking the magic stone coins, her eyes returned to normal and then she walked back to the tent stiffly.

.....

Inside the largest tent in the center of the siege camp.

At this moment, hundreds of knights, including the leaders of the four major knights, have gathered. The entire camp, including 5000 Baator knights, has a total strength of 5.

"Why haven't you attacked yet?"

In the understanding of the prophetess who asked, such a force could not even attack a small Heka Territory, but even the evil forces along the entire Arabi Peninsula could directly crush them one by one.

The prophetess didn't understand why he stood still.

Many knights without territories did not understand why they had to attack the Duke from the East.

They were forcibly gathered together, and their wealth was directly wiped out in just this gathering. Except for the four major knights, most of the knights had to face the embarrassing situation of drinking the northwest wind after this battle.

After all, they have no share in the resource-rich Arabi Peninsula.

Especially after the interruption of shipping, various types of knights have had a harder time.

After facing layers of price exploitation, the hard-earned trophies can barely be exchanged for the lowest-cost materials to maintain the team. Now they rely on their equipment and reputation to support their appearance.

Therefore, when they heard that a duke had arrived who could provide supplies at low prices, the knights were undoubtedly excited.

Fight greenskins, vampires, tomb kings, exchange money, buy food and drink, and exchange equipment!

This is a scene that all the members of the Knights who received the news have rehearsed countless times in their minds.

Just before the arrival of the large army, there were still quite a few knights who were unaware of the existence of the Duke of the East.

The knights who were unwilling to come were even less willing to fight after hearing the news from their companions who were camping together.

Okay, it’s true that we believe in the Lady of the Lake, but we can’t be manipulated like camels regardless of life or death.

Do these prophetesses think that after we finish this meal, our bodies will automatically store the next meal?

The leaders of many knights did not dare to be angry or speak out, and silently cast their eyes on the prophetess who stood in the center and asked coldly.

They wanted to roll their eyes or just stare, but the pressure from the 10 Holy Grail guards guarding the tent was too great, and they didn't dare to show any hostility at all.

"Soldiers need rest."

Hepans said calmly. At this moment, she had returned to herself, and her face was full of vitality, but her heart had already been completely cold. She did not expect that she had been fighting for the Lady of the Lake for so many years, and in the end she was forcibly controlled. , forced to do things they don’t want to do.

"But time waits for no one!"

A more powerful prophetess walked out of the huge tent.

It's Sharon!

The knights did not dare to express their anger when they saw the visitor. In just one day, they had already felt too much terrible pressure on the female prophet.

Fortunately, this person, who is the least beautiful among the female prophets, is in a good mood at the moment.

Most of the knights attributed this terrifying pressure to the magic power of the prophetess when she was angry, except for some people, especially the two captains whose helmets were decorated with small swords and small shields, hiding at the back of the team.

"Attack now, while the fighting is going on on Feras Island. Do you still need me to teach you about attacking from both sides? Your Majesty the Saint!"

Sharon raised her right hand slightly, and a flash of light appeared in front of the War Saint. Her eyes were fixed on her, and the marks of the two Holy Grails gradually appeared in her pupils.

This feeling comes again!

Two sets of eyes carefully looked at the center of the tent.

"Yes, you are right, now is a good time to attack!"

Herpans' originally warm face seemed to be covered in frost at this moment, and every word he spoke was colder than the last one. Until the last syllable was spoken, all the group leaders in the room trembled unconsciously.

See, we were right!

Do we have a way to survive?

Two passionate gazes collided with each other.

......

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sudden sound of drums was like a clockwork mechanism, instantly awakening Teldrassil, which had been silent for a long time. Countless dim braziers replenished the fuel and suddenly illuminated, as if a long golden dragon was lying in front of the two armies. .

The old farmers, who had to move their camp backwards due to trebuchet bombardment, were startled by the sound of drums just after setting up the camp before they could sit down.

Gathering for battle?

Did something go wrong? !

At this moment, even a squire who licked his master knight every day couldn't hold back any longer. He angrily took off his helmet and threw it hard... on the sleeping bag he had just laid out.

"Tom, let's go! Didn't you see those prophetesses? Mr. Peel was so frightened that he almost lost his temper in front of them. How crazy are you!"

Another attendant, who carried two shields and a flail on his back, quickly hung his sword on his waist and walked out. He originally planned to help pick up the helmet, but he was afraid of carrying a spare shield for his master. It fell to the ground, so I had to give up.

"Hey, what a world, how can a debtor beat up his creditor?"

The attendant named Tom grumbled, quickly put on his helmet, and took off a strap holding three swords from a simple wooden stand on the side.

"Such bad technology, so many weapons to prepare, really..."

The attendant complained in his mind and left in a hurry.

Call ~

At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow, and the various flags of the Knights in the huge camp were blown to a whirring sound, but none of the patterns could be fully unfolded, and they kept whirring.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!

A second, more powerful drumbeat sounded, which was a signal to quickly assemble the phalanx. The leader of most knights forms a cavalry square with his knights and knights.

The smaller knights could only follow orders and join other teams.

As for the old farmers and subordinate-level attendants, they could only be mixed together to form several large square formations.

As for commanding troops?

Forget it!

In this kind of large-scale group battle, the weak ones have no say at all. They have no rights except to show off the flag of their own knights before the war.

Today, the people responsible for commanding these 5 troops are:

Duke Herpans de Lyonnes, of the Order of Lyonnese,

Morgan Earl Brightflame of the Knights of Brightflame,

Lord John Thelwild of the Order of Orrig,

Count Balon Targon of the Knights of Thean.

Each of these four regiment leaders led an army, two armies at the south gate, and one for the east and west walls.

......

Boom!

Just as four ten-thousand-strong armies were rapidly deployed, a large hole was suddenly broken into the ground in the basement of a castle in a knight's territory adjacent to the Holy Spring Manor.

"Damn it, who blocked my door!"

A furious voice came from underground.