The Kingdom of Hiralg, Annapshire, the small town of Gnass. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and they came straight along the grass-drenched path to the hill. Soon, four tall and sturdy war horses appeared in everyone's sight, and rushed all the way up the hill by the roadside without stopping.

There were already more than a dozen knights stationed on the hill overlooking the horses, and when they heard the sound of horses' hooves, they all looked back.

The sound of the roaring war horses was even more resounding, and it was obvious that the two sides were more familiar.

Adjutant Cade, dressed in exquisite knight's armor, leaned over to the ear of Countess Winrill, who was looking into the distance with a monocular, and whispered, "Lord Earl, you are a member of the Knights of Judgment!" ”

The beautiful countess, dressed in a military uniform, shook her little hand holding the goggles, and finally put down her arm without asking for it, and slowly turned the horse's head.

The new knights were all wrapped in a wide full-covered burqa, and even the great sword hanging from the waist was tightly covered, but it could still be judged by the embossing on the surface that underneath the burqa must be a fully armed and exquisite knight's armor.

The most obvious sign of the Knights of Judgment is the terrifying black armor. As one of the three major ecclesiastical forces of the Morning Light Church, they have a terrible reputation throughout the Klein Continent that makes children cry.

In the many holy wars of the Morning Light Church against the "infidels", they once broke through the capitals of 7 small countries and destroyed the lair of 2 evil gods. Everywhere he passed, he was ruthless and extremely cruel to the infidels, so he was also known as the most terrible church weapon in the Morning Light Church.

The three horses came to rest on the hill, and only the knight at the head rode slowly to Countess Winriel.

The knight gently reined, stretched out a metal-gloved hand, and pushed the hood open, revealing the black, shiny, full-face helmet underneath. The face guard had fallen, covering most of his face, revealing only his neat and delicate jaw. From this point of view, this knight should not be very old.

This is confirmed by a soft, neutral voice coming from under the off-white burqa.

"Your Excellency Winriel, Bishop Goode has sent an edict to your Ansjaburg Legion to hurry up their march and make sure to reach Cohen before nightfall."

"Expedited march?" The many guards around the countess couldn't help but look at each other.

Countess Winrill gasped a few times and said angrily, "Then when Bishop Goode gave the order, did he know that the Mind Flayer troops had appeared near Cohen City?" Moreover, the 700 men I led belonged to the local armed forces, and they were only under the direct assignment of the Grand Duke of Rembell......"

In the face of the emotional countess, the convicted knight remained silent.

"Your Excellency Winrier, I am only ordered to deliver the edict, and nothing else. And...... When Bishop Goode gave the order, Archduke Rumber was at his side, and he didn't seem to have a different opinion! What, you want to disobey the edict? ”

When the last sentence was spoken, although the tone of the leading knight did not change, the three horsemen behind it had quietly dispersed and slowly pressed up in a fan shape.

A calm and fierce murderous aura instantly filled the audience.

The Countess's personal guards were obviously not good at dealing with such a situation, not only did the war horses under their crotch retreat, but even they couldn't hold back their hands on the hilt of their swords.

"Good...... I took the order, which gave the order to speed up the march. However, the Ensemble Legion is just a patchwork of local troops, and once it encounters the elite troops of the Mind Flayer, I am afraid it will ......," the countess said flatly.

"Your Excellency, don't worry about this, the four of us will act together with the army."

The knight-in-chief's answer finally relieved the countess, who nodded silently.

A moment later, a rapid trumpet sounded, and the march on the avenue gradually began to pick up speed.

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By the time it was dark, the fast-marching Ansja Fort Corps had already approached Cohen.

The road was lined with sparse tall trees, and it was impossible to see far.

Walking in such a wilderness, even a veteran of battle would be terrified, let alone a ragtag army like Fort Ansja, which relied on local garrisons and aristocratic private soldiers.

Seeing that she was about to reach a narrow road junction with sparse forests on both sides two miles ahead, Wen Lier frowned, and could only order to slow down the march while sending out a dozen ranger squads to scatter into the forest areas on both sides to stampede points. For a time, the heralds galloped on both sides of the road, rushing to the front and rear ends of the team, and they were very busy.

However, while the front was busy, the four knights of the guilty judgment who were riding their horses in the center of the line slowly stopped.

"Ella, it's too quiet ahead. Can you feel anything? The knight asked in a low voice.

The thinnest knight at the end of the team raised his head, his hands stretched out from his robes, and his white fingers quickly swiped across his chest, and almost instantly, a large-scale "Detect Evil" magic technique was completed.

The light flickered a few times in the misty milky white magic ball of light, and finally, several points of light soaked in evil red rays appeared in it.

"There are ambushes ahead, 2 on the left and 3 on the right. Looking at the intensity of the light point, it should not exceed level 12, and most of them are spirit absorbing monsters. The only Mind Flayer is on the right! "Judging from the elaborate robe of magic cloth peeking out from under his cuffs, the knight at the end of the team turned out to be an authentic priest, and the voice was still a woman.

This is actually the terrible thing about the theocracy of the church.

As spellcasters, they can still move freely while wearing padlock mail, and can ride and retreat like the Church Knights in an emergency. This will not only not slow down the rapid strike ability of the Church Knights, but also allow the Church Knights to receive the blessing and rescue of divine magic at any time, greatly improving their combat effectiveness and battlefield survivability.

That's why the Guilty Knights squad, who only had four people, heard that there was a Heartsnatcher ambush ahead, not only did they not have any fear, but they seemed eager to try and have a high fighting spirit.

While they were secretly preparing silently, the ranger scouts in the sparse forests on both sides of the distance had already had an accident.

A tall figure suddenly sprang out of the pit, rushing to the middle of the rangers with a sour and foul smell all over its body, and the huge double-sided axe in his hand danced like the wind, grazing the bodies of the three rangers in an instant.

The sound of stabbing and tearing flesh came out, and the three knights were sliced open along with their crotch horses, and their warm and slippery internal organs instantly flowed all over the ground. At this time, more low, thin black shadows emerged from all over the woodland, screaming and surrounding them.

"There is an ambush...... Everyone...... Ah......h

No sooner had the Ranger's loud warning sounded than it turned into a terrible hiss.

The tall black shadow snorted heavy white gas from the end of its nose, and its nose ring rattled, and it lowered its head and aimed its horns at the top of its skull at another ranger a dozen paces away. A strange inhuman howl rang out, and the tall black shadow unexpectedly used his body as a weapon to launch a frantic death dash.

The huge black shadow that rushed like a sharp arrow frightened the attacked knight's heart, and as soon as he lifted the reins of the horse, the war horse man stood up, and the big sword in his hand took the opportunity to take advantage of the horse's momentum to slash at the edge of the black shadow.

A loud roar like iron resounded through the forest, and the knight's sword slashed at the hard skull of the attacking black shadow. However, this sharp sword, which is usually enough to cut through a thick wooden stake, seemed to be cut on the heavy metal shield, and it bounced more than three feet. Just as the knight's empty door leaked, a slightly sluggish terrifying sharp horn stabbed into the knight's waist.

With a cow howl, the horns of the tall black shadow were raised, directly lifting the knight's twisted and struggling body into the air, and then slammed to the ground like a broken blood bag. The splatters of blood directly stained the tall black shadow's body, revealing its bull-like fierce head in front of the eyes of the human warriors who rushed in.

"Minotaur ......"

"It's a minotaur ......"

"Get a spear ......"

There are as many as 5 minotaurs in the forest.

In the midst of a noisy and panicked shout, a group of human warriors dressed in rudimentary leather armor and holding short swords and shields rushed forward. They shouted and surrounded them, trying to entangle the most terrible underground monsters and rescue the encircled rangers.

Standing upright, the minotaur was about 7 feet tall (about 2.1 meters) and weighed more than 700 pounds (about 320 kilograms), and such a violent beast could not be stopped by a group of human infantry.

They work in their own way and rarely cooperate in battle, but their fierce and wild combat power has fully made up for this small shortcoming.

The wide and heavy hooves under his feet trampled the ground with a clang, and a pair of blood-red angry pupils scanned left and right, and the broad, tough hairy chest was covered with crisscrossing scars. They each held a large battleaxe on wheels, and every now and then they bent down and hooked their heads to launch a savage charge. Wherever they passed, people turned over on their backs, and their bones were broken and their tendons were broken.

A terrible scar on the top of the Minotaur's skull almost pierced the skull, and purple-black blood flowed all over his face, covering his pupils and making everything turn blood-red in his eyes. This stimulated it became more and more furious, snorting and panting, and after raising its head to the sky and letting out a strange war, it once again turned the big axe into two coherent lightning bolts, and fiercely broke into the most dense place of human warriors.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and more than a dozen horsemen rushed into the forest.

As soon as he entered the forest, the sight of the scene made the self-proclaimed brave Countess Winrill stunned with anger.

A horrific underworld creature of nearly thirty or forty is ravaging her warriors.

Logically speaking, the number of these underground creatures is not very large, and the number of the first squad of 50 human warriors who poured into the forest is about the same, and the battle should not be so one-sided. It's a pity that the underground creature team that ambushed them in the forest this time is obviously a carefully selected strong battle race, and all of them are good at fighting alone, so they can exert their terrifying power in this kind of narrow encounter.

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