"Are you ready?"

Looking at the monster that had quietly landed in front of him, Knight Kyle took a deep breath and turned around to confirm it again.

Everyone was silent, the knights under the visors gritted their teeth, and the soldiers gritted their teeth.

Some of them were wounded and unable to move, but other than that, all of them were gathered here, ready to go.

Their eyes were resolute, and although they didn't get an answer, Knight Kyle understood what they meant, and then, he pulled down his mask,

"So ......"

Knight Kyle is the indomitable Knight Captain again, only this time he is no longer looking at the 'Black Forest', but at a 'monster' that doesn't know what it is.

The knights stood at the front of the queue, armed with mounted rifles, and even Knight Rodrigo had a mounted spear.

Flags flutter behind them, banners are blown by the wind, and the souls of the dead are wailing and in need of their salvation.

They could see that its black mist-like body was covered with struggling, twisted, painful, vicious faces, young people, old people, children, women, monsters created by the Marquis of Elfaro and the Bauhinia family.

Those twisted souls coalesced into one and became a powerful, invincible monster!

The monster was now devouring their comrades, and the poor and helpless soldiers were powerless in the face of the 'transcendental' power, and in the eyes of the knights, the monster was worthy of the 'legend'.

But so what?

There are monsters in the Black Forest that are comparable to legends, and even more powerful than ordinary legends, even in the face of such powerful monsters, they dare to charge.

If before, they were there to protect the Sorrowful Wind Leader, their relatives had been standing behind them, and they had to fight, then now, they are fighting for 'themselves'!

Because of anger - they couldn't watch their comrades who had fought alongside them being devoured by this damn monster;

Because of the excitement - in the face of such a powerful monster, their fighting spirit has already burned, and they like to challenge the strong the most;

Because the blood - nothing else, maybe it was the cry of Krylov III, maybe they saw the flag on the back of the standard-bearers, hunting with the flag, so their blood was boiling!

At this time, the Lund Knight no longer needed to close his eyes, and his gaze as sharp as a falcon pierced the monster's body, although 'it' did not react, but it proved that the Lund Knight had once again overcome his inner fear.

All of them's bodies were already tense, and a few of them even showed a slight tendency to 'beasthood', and the blood that was already 'boiling' at this moment stimulated the power contained in their bodies to the fullest.

All the knights had raised their spears levelly, and the mounts, which were even more bloodthirsty than themselves, grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

No horns, no encouragement, they just need an order, and Knight Kyle gave them one!

"Rush!"

Rumble!

The front hooves of the mounts were raised and then dropped with a bang, the same as their fanatical owners, who had long been accustomed to group charges, and even the time their hooves had fallen was not much different.

Thundered!

Their charge sent a shake to the ground, and the loud sound like an earthquake made even the fleeing royal soldiers can't help but look sideways, although not many people could see it clearly, but after seeing the familiar army, the soldiers felt the shock again!

"Bow!"

The wind was blowing, and the Knight of Lund raised his short bow, and at the same time, gave an order.

All the soldiers, with the exception of the other knights and standard-bearers, drew their short bows and drew three arrows.

They don't need to worry about not being able to shoot the monster, they don't even need to aim, they just put the arrow on the bowstring and shoot the arrow - that arrow, it will hit!

The Suman Knight's [Mark of Vengeance] pointed the target for the Lund Knight, and he only needed to take a slight aim, and then let go of the taut bowstring -

Boom!

The bowstring flicked, the arrow tore through the air, and the Knight of Lund shot the arrow.

A force wrapped in a fierce wind shattered hundreds of the monster's 'faces' with an unrivaled force!

Whoosh –

Without Knight Lund's order, all the soldiers released their bowstrings at the same moment, and at this moment, the arrows they shot were as bright as the stars in the sky!

The spinning arrows broke through the air barrier and turned into thousands of stars in an instant, shattering one-fiftieth of the monster's body.

The 'Flame of Life' has been lit, and the 'Spiritual Light' is like a lighthouse, radiating the light in all directions, and with the [Vengeance Mark] as a guide, the [Thousand Stars] released by the Lund Knight no longer need to be aimed, and the soldiers shoot arrows, finally attracting the attention of the monster.

The dense distorted face cast a resentful gaze, 'it' not only resents the world, but also resents 'life', whether it's 'dead' or 'alive', as long as it has a soul, 'it' will give them the greatest malice.

"Ah!!!!h

The chaotic monster let out another scream, trying to crush the army with a scream that could hit the heart.

But 'it' wrong......

"Knights should keep their oaths!"

"A knight should be stubborn!"

"Knights should protect the weak!"

"Knights should be modest and discreet!"

The knights' war cries pierced the sky, their horses wore their armor, the soldiers' armaments shone brightly, their 'flames' gathered together, and the 'light' was so dazzling that it was difficult to look at directly.

It's close—they're so close to 'it'!

The knights shone brightly, the soldiers roared, and when the horses' hooves stepped down again, they were 'sublimated' again!

The flame of light that represents 'life' jumps and burns on the surface of their bodies, and after thousands of battles, the skills have long been integrated into their souls, and even the bodies have long 'memorized' these skills.

Like a thousand charges before, they are unstoppable, but this time they are a little different!

They have received a lot of attention;

They have been admired by all people;

They have become 'legends on the battlefield'!

The flag fluttering behind him is no longer because of the wind, it is 'worship', that is 'faith', that is 'legend'!

These sergeants from the Storm of Sorrow have won the praise of all the soldiers on the battlefield for their ferocious attitude, and their 'legend' has long been passed down among the soldiers, like a spear piercing the night and bringing the dawn!

If Krylov III is 'hope', then they are 'swords of dawn'!

It symbolizes light, it symbolizes victory, it symbolizes strength -

The dawn has come!

The earth trembled, and the knights handed out their spears, the tips of which slammed into several twisted and venignant faces, and the wooden barrels began to shatter unsurprisingly, and the powerful impact tore a hole in the monster's body!

"Charge !!"

Boom –

Instead of giving the order to retreat or disperse, Knight Kyle led the army into the monster's body.

Why scatter attacks, why intrigues?

No matter how strong the opponent is, 'it' will be trampled under the feet of the Iron Rider of the Sad Wind Leader - as long as it is strong, there is no need for any tactics!

"Whew!!!!"

The monster let out a cry of pain, but the sound suddenly stopped abruptly, and at that moment, the battlefield seemed to fall silent.

In the next second, the monster began to agitate, and the face on its body ...... Started attacking each other!

"Fur ......"

The old mage stood inside 'it' and saw a blinding light shining in front of him, and knew that the knights had kept their oath.

"It's a big flaw, but it's really tiring......"

Knocking on his aching head, the old mage looked down at the ashes at his feet and laughed.

- [Spell Strength, Spell Extreme, Spell Upgrade, Insanity] !!