The front legs of the war horse were held high, its speed did not decrease, it rushed like a hurricane, the armor flew sideways, the sun and the moon were gone, and the skeleton ghouls with rusty blades in their hands were immediately knocked backwards and flew backwards, and the severed limbs fell to the ground like scattered flowers of the goddess, and they seemed to lose the strength to get up for a while when they were thrown far away in the snow.

Only a handful of more agile ghouls leapt into the air, trying to pull the two Atria off their horses from other directions, or inflict a few wounds on them.

However, under the skillful swordsmanship of Digger and Atria, they did not take advantage of it in the slightest, and were soon defeated by one sword after another.

The top priority is to break through and get out of here, not to do much entanglement, so neither of them has any intention of dismantling the skeleton into pieces.

There were also seven or eight horsemen who rushed in with Atria, plus a total of ten people, and the knight squad of ten people could already form an invincible knight when they charged, and they rushed into the group of ghouls with great momentum, using skillful horsemanship and long swords to form an impermeable web, covering themselves and others impenetrable, not giving the ghouls the slightest chance.

The cold light of the long sword is fluttering, these knights are all experienced existences, although there are only a few simplest movements of chopping and slashing, but it is the most lethal and concise means on the battlefield.

Their coordination is obviously very experienced, even if they come from different echelons, in this improvised knight charge, they can still take care of their companions in front and behind, left and right, and even occasionally a ghoul who slips through the net will rush into their side, and they will be knocked to the ground with long swords from other directions.

"Faster! Don't worry about anything else. "In the midst of chaos. Diger's roar was like in Atria's ears.

A dozen knights rushed into the horde of ghouls as if nothing had happened. Behind them, new knights formed squads and rushed into the path they had carved out. Storming the ghoul defenses again and again.

Fortunately, these are some skeleton-type ghouls, their bodies have long been buried and decayed by the long ice and snow and time in the north, but although their joints are extremely fragile, but because of the perennial cold and ice, their bones are exceptionally hard, plus they are agile, skeletons are more lethal than ordinary ghouls.

These guys are immensely powerful and much more difficult than ordinary people. Therefore, the knights tried not to give the skeletons a chance to pounce, and used their long swords to pick them apart from a distance or knock them away with their horses, so as not to entangle them too much.

But even so, after breaking through more than ten meters forward, their speed gradually slowed down, and they were surrounded by skeletons.

At this time, these knights were only halfway away, and they were still half the way to rush out.

"Don't stop!" The horse had lost momentum, but Diggle was still pushing it frantically. Because he knows that stopping is a dead word, stay one more minute. It's a little more dangerous.

After all, the number of knights is too small, and the intercepted war horses do not have an indomitable momentum, they are immediately surrounded and fall into a bitter battle, fortunately, the knights in the rear are constantly coming, constantly sending them fresh blood and stabilizing the safety of the rear, they only need to face the enemy on both sides and in front, otherwise I am afraid that these knights have already been pulled off their horses by skeleton ghouls.

But even so, they are once again in danger.

The long sword kept slashing at both sides, but it couldn't stop the ghouls from rushing at them frantically, and the ghouls were not afraid of life and death, or even pain, and swarmed one after another.

If the hand bones are cut off, then use the leg bones, and then the leg bones are discounted, then use the teeth to bite, and even some ghouls are squeezed apart by their own people, but they still stubbornly drive the hand bones and heads that fall to the ground, and squirm little by little towards the knights.

The knights were like boats in a storm, but the difference was that instead of howling winds and showers, they were surrounded by rotting and foul-smelling skeleton corpses.

They are dangerous, evil, and full of the desire to kill.

"Damn! Damn it! Diggle cursed incessantly, there were skeleton ghouls everywhere in front of and behind him, and in this short period of time, several skeletons had already climbed onto his horse.

Their hard hand bones gripped his legs, and the force was so great that Diggle felt a sting pain deep into the marrow, as if it were about to tear off his flesh.

Diggle was wearing armor, although his defense was better than nothing, but it was no problem to block the skeleton's teeth, but the war horse under his seat was not so lucky, and after a while, the skeleton tore off a large piece of bone and neighed in pain.

Diggle spurred his horse forward, trying to shake the maggots off the tarsal bones, as he swung his sword to clear his way out of the land of death.

He didn't see Atria, and as they fell into the encirclement, the surroundings were gradually filled with skeletons, a large number of skeletons obscuring his vision, so that all he could see was ghouls and not a single knight.

In desperation, Diggle could only take care of himself for the time being, try to increase his speed, and drag a piece of skeletons out first.

There was still a black skeleton in front of him, but Digger didn't see no hope, at least as far as his naked eye could see, he could see the blank ground, which meant safety and survival.

There were plenty of other knights around to share the pressure for him, and although they were far apart, they also attracted the skeleton's firepower.

He even saw the rotting ghouls coming on either side, and the rotting flesh was still a lot slower than the skeletons, but at this rate, it wouldn't be long before they would come together, and there would be no hope for them at all.

Diggle was moving forward little by little, and the wounds on his body were getting more and more, and even the armor of his arms fell off, and a large piece of flesh was torn off by the ghouls, bleeding nonstop.

But equally, he was about to leave the land of death.

There were already knights rushing out from here, breaking away from the defense line intercepted by the skeletons, and soon turned into black spots and disappeared without a trace. Digger's hope grew greater. The body is also getting more and more tired.

It was at this time. He suddenly felt the sound of weapons colliding not far from him, as well as the neighing of war horses, and he knew that another knight was rushing over, but he only found out that it was Atria after a closer look.

"This kid." Although Digger didn't say anything, he was secretly relieved.

Atria also had a lot of injuries on his body, even more than Diggle, and he was bleeding all over his body. But the spirit still seems to have a lot of strength.

"Diger!" When he saw both sides, Atria shouted excitedly.

Diggle also smiled perfunctorily, this fool was always so energetic, but soon it didn't feel right, because he found that Atria's gaze changed from excitement to horror, even extreme horror.

As an experienced old knight, Diggle immediately understood the reason for him, but he couldn't do anything, or he couldn't do anything, he was surrounded by ghouls. Not only were they a source of danger, they dragged him in place.

There are only a few meters left to rush out. Diggle didn't understand what the danger would be, and he twisted desperately to avoid it, while turning his head to look back.

But it was still too late, the danger still befell Diggle, he only felt a black shadow flash in front of him, and then a strong force passed to him, and then with a bang, Digger flew far away, hit a big thick tree, fell to the ground and rolled, as if lifeless, motionless.

"No!!" Atria let out a roar of grief as the ghouls around him quickly submerged the tree and surrounded it.

He tried to save Diggle, but knocked Digger off his horse and the guy was already running straight at him, and he saw it clearly just now, this guy only used it for a moment, and knocked Digger off the horse.

The skeletons were like pieces of paper in front of it, and as it ran, they were instantly knocked to the sides and flew to the sides, like a heavily armored knight sprinting at full speed.

These dense skeletons did not play the slightest role in hindering it, and it did not seem to care about the life and death of these fellow ghoul companions, as if breaking through the waves and headed straight for Atria, and a few steps of running quickly shortened the distance between them.

Atria dared not stop, but he was worried about Diger's life, and in the midst of this brief hesitation, the wolf-like ghoul monster with long black hair had already rushed in front of him.

"Die!" But Atria was young and vigorous after all, and although he knew that he might not be able to stop this terrible ghoul monster at all, he still bravely raised his long sword and swung it wildly.

He is a knight, and he will never back down.

The monster's arm was like a sharp blade grabbing at Atria with a fishy wind, and the arm made a whirring sound in the air, it was so fast that it could not even be caught with the naked eye, Atria knew that he might not be able to resist this force at all, and he was ready to be knocked away as well.

But in the midst of this series of events, there was a sudden fluttering sound from the tree where Digger had fallen, a subtle sound that was unusually clear and audible even in the endless roars of the army of ghouls.

Everyone seemed to be stunned for a moment, and they froze there as they watched a flock of crows soar from the big tree and take off into the sky, letting out a "quack!" Strange screams.

Atria was stunned as well, and he looked at the crows as if they were familiar, as if he had seen them before, with their pitch-black feathers, strange appearance, and equally strange calls.

He stared into the eyes of one of the crows, as if his gaze had fallen into its pupils, and he could even see his own reflection, even the hairy ghoul that was pounced on him was clearly visible.

The ghoul finally fell with its roaring claws, and the huge force slammed into Atria's longsword, not only did not cut off its arm, but instead pumped Atria and the longsword away.

Atria felt a tightness in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then the sky swirled, and then the man was already flying upside down in midair.

"Bang!"

Strangely, however, he noticed that the skeleton ghouls around him seemed to have been blown away by something, as if they had encountered a hurricane, and they were blown away in mid-air.

Is it your own delusion?

Atria fell to the ground, the pain he expected did not appear, he felt that he had not landed on the ground. It's something soft. He reached out and grabbed a handful. The ghost put it to his mouth and licked it, and it was a little sweet.

He was a little confused, Atria's barren IQ was not enough to sustain him to understand what was all about, and then he saw a scene that he would never forget.

Under the dead tree, the air seemed to twist, and a figure shrouded in a black cloak appeared there in an instant.

Atria couldn't make out his face, only feeling some terrifying power hidden under the cloak, and the figure slowly raised his right hand. He held a scepter in his hand, which Atria recognized, and the nobles of Hearts seemed to carry such a thing to show their identity.

But in the hands of this man, Atria felt only fear.

In the next moment, a scarlet luster bloomed from the scepter, enveloping everything around it in an instant.

The red light swelled rapidly, as if the beast's jaw devoured everything, and the ghouls and skeletons were reduced to ashes the moment they touched the red light, and there was not even the slightest resistance to it, not even the terrible black-haired monster. It's not the slightest difference.

In an instant, the red light came to Atria. He closed his eyes tightly, ready for death, but after a while, he realized that he didn't open his eyes, only to see that he had not had the slightest thing to do.

The same was true of the other knights, the red light seemed to pass them, not hurting them in the slightest, and it continued to spread outward.

The red light turned all the ghouls to ashes and firmly blocked them out, centered on the man in black, the red light seemed to divide the place into two worlds, one world full of ghouls and the other safe.

At the same time, a voice rang in the ears of all the surviving knights, "Follow the light forward, it will guide you out of here." ”

The knights from different regions could not understand the man's language, but they could understand the meaning, and when they looked up, they found that the weakest point of the ghoul handover had been squeezed out of a gap by the red light, and it was still expanding.

So they no longer hesitated, and rushed there quickly along the blood-red road illuminated by the light.

Naturally, Atria heard this voice as well, and he hesitated for a moment, found an ownerless warhorse, turned over, and rushed towards the man.

Diggle was still lying under that tree, and he couldn't leave it alone.

Although frightened by the man in black, Atria skillfully urged his horse to pass him, scooped Diggle up from the ground, and then ran out in a circle.

As they passed by, Atria made eye contact with the man, and the man's eyes were strange, with some strange light, and even more strangely, Atria seemed somewhat familiar.

Like, like those crow's eyes.

Atria subconsciously looked up and stared upwards, and found that the crows were still circling, and he stared at the crows, and had a strange feeling that these crows were also staring at him, looking at each other......

Yi Huan broke away from the field of vision of the battlefield, others had already arrived at the battlefield, naturally there was no need to borrow the eyes of the flying dragon and the crow, and glanced at the knight who had just rescued the robe from his side with some strange eyes, he always felt that the person was nervous.

He used soul magic to release a wide range of offensive spells, the principle is very simple, the living live, the dead die, things without souls cannot pass through magic, they will be turned to ashes by powerful magic, only things with souls can pass through the light of magic.

These knights are safe for the time being, and Yi Huan has opened a gap for them to escape, but Yi Huan can't support it for long, the consumption of soul magic is too strong, and even Yi Huan can't last too long with this special magic.

But fortunately, Yi Huan didn't come by himself, he was only the first to arrive.

The situation on the battlefield is very critical, and at the same time it is ever-changing, and when the ghouls surround the knights, it will be too late, everyone will be trapped here, and even Yi Huan can't save them, so Yi Huan can only take the first step.

At this moment, the others had already rushed over, and Yi Huan even saw that the black dot in the distant sky was rapidly getting bigger, shaking its nine heads like a group of demons dancing like a mess. (To be continued.) )