The people who were fighting Edward to the death also felt the strangeness from the city gate at the same time, they could only see a figure full of divine light from a high place, and an indestructible dragon shield, that divine figure was under the protection of the dragon shield, and the Roman soldiers who were stunned were rampant, and even the soldiers who were seven or eight meters away from him could be affected by the powerful energy vibration, and then flew out upside down with teeth and claws. It's not a battle at all, it's more like a fun and entertaining live game, with the Paladin's steed in place several times, the whole sky is covered with the corpses of Roman soldiers, denser than the dark clouds during a thunderstorm.

At the highest point of the windmill hills, a knight with a golden spear appeared, silver-eyed, wearing a battle robe, looking at the mess on the battlefield and exclaiming: "Finally appeared, I regret saying goodbye to my old friend of thirty years, he really hasn't changed at all." ”

Lilith, who was in charge of greeting her, had a complicated look in her eyes, and kept a certain distance from the silver knight very subtly, and echoed: "In this kind of fancy country, it is also a special pleasure to meet an old friend who has been absent for many years, General Solo. ”

The former's expression remained unchanged, and his bright eyes seemed to recall many good things, and said: "Don't be in a hurry, let some funny poet struggle for a while, I am now eager to see whether the cronies of Constantine the Kid have the strength to level Middle-earth, or whether they are only boastful of nonsense on the table." ”

Lilith was in a good mood, and seemed to have forgotten the death of her brother Temi, and she wished that the funny poet was killed, and her body was thrown into the wilderness to be used as a snack by the vultures, and she simply smiled very truthfully: "I think so too, General Solo, after all, the number of politicians trained by the Roman Emperor is much more than the generals in the Pope's Chamber, and I have organized the theologians of the State Council to discuss this topic, and they generally think so." ”

General Solo remained unmoved, and as the heir to the first row of the "Hundred Knights of the Empire", he didn't bother to talk to the characters in the 1st row and occupied the corner position, just as the Magus simply looked down on the same level badge wearers who couldn't communicate in Elven language. And in the whole of Rome, only the superiors of the papal chamber can be absent or late in the joint council of the papal see. Only General Solo, who privately dined at the same table with the personal priest of the Roman Emperor, could say "Gentleman Dante boy" with a grin. ”

Listening to the slightly sarcastic words of the Holy See mother, Solo felt how comfortable life was, although such a mentality was not at all in line with his prominent status, but as a member of the Pope's Chamber, he would more or less have some care for his subordinate institutions, and he was still such a second secretary of state who liked to show off his breasts. But he always believed that the female priests of Goethe's monastery, full of wisdom and doctrine, were much more holy than the beautiful female priests in rotten robes, which was in line with the strong aesthetic of a peak knight.

The appearance of Matthews was a situation more devastating than hundreds of "Holy Cross Lightnings", and he soon single-handedly carried the balance of defeat that had already landed, and gradually tilted in the direction that represented victory. Edward, who witnessed this scene, instantly lost his last spiritual support, made a series of mistakes in hand-to-hand battles with the muse, and was finally put down by the great magister in a red robe all year round, and became a small pet in the "sacred cage".

After helping Si Mi'er pour two doses of "Blood Gift", her originally depleted physical strength slowly recovered, and she simply lay in Li Hao's arms and fell asleep with her head covered. Under the walls of the city of Slo, there are mountains of corpses several meters high, with broken armor, broken spears, lame horses, scattered survivors, and the faces of the dead who look at the past and wake up, forming the final picture of the entire defense battle. …

All members of the Knights of the Slowe court took part in the battle, 3o9 killed, 2 seriously wounded, and 5 remaining.

The Grizzly Knights have gone through the defense of the Tula Bridge, the windmill hill blockade, and the defense of the Duchy of Slo, including the son of the Duke of Grizzly Bear, the "Great Knight Dota", the number of dead as many as 4,754 people, more than 2oo people were seriously injured and disabled, and less than 5o people survived.

The Knights of the Red Ant Family, partially participated in the battle, killed 1,758 people, countless defeated and fled, 11 traitors, and Sabi, the head of the Red Ant family, committed suicide with hatred.

The Knights of the Blue Lion Family, more than 7oo participants, died collectively, and the new young head of the family, Kochakin, was intercepted and killed many times by the Temi Department, with a poisoned arrow in his right eye, and died on the night of the siege.

The Knights of the Church of Light Cathars united many apologists to serve as the main legion in the defense of the principality, and fought head-on with 50,000 Roman expeditionary forces, killing 2,511 people and remaining hundreds, including a large number of incapable cultists, women, and children.

This was the most arduous anti-invasion battle in history, and even His Majesty Li and many court ministers couldn't help but put on their battle robes and stand on the towering city walls to be tested.

Looking at the only five court knights left in front of him, Li Hao buried his head deeply, then suddenly stood up, swept a blood-stained knight's sword from the hand of a corpse, and rushed towards the butcher poet who was imprisoned by the "sacred cage". Everyone's eyes didn't blink because of blood, and all the viewers' hearts didn't tremble because of fear, it was a kind of numbness after a high-intensity battle, and the only way to calm down in the face of the killing battlefield.

The setting sun follows the highest peaks of the Alonch Mountains, cutting the sky into ribbons with clouds, and the dim light flows over the ribbons that burn like flames, and spreads at an extremely oblique angle over the smoky soil, and in those expressions of serenity or anguish, one can see only what has been born. Few bards choose to play and sing in such a place, and although he is called art, in the sandbox of the noble, it is only a game that can be done with two fingers, moving a small flag, crushing two buildings, or lifting a piece of earth paved with clay.

There were soldiers who were proficient in the accordion, and they played the world-famous "Conquest of Heaven", and many of the survivors burst into tears in the magnificence.

"These veterans who have been baptized by the fire of war will become a truly qualified warrior just like those they once admired." Si Mi'er, who woke up, looked at the anxious Li Hao and sighed, her eyes were shrouded in warm sunlight, containing endless smiles.

"Do you regret it?" Li Hao said quietly, his eyes were equally warm.

"From the moment I fell in love with Ueno chrysanthemums, I never regretted it."

"And what about after that?"

"You go there, I'll go there with you, I don't have a home, you are my home."

"I killed Edward, and I am now a public enemy of the Roman Empire."

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