Having lost its commander, the noble army was immediately in disarray!

Especially these powerful knights have inexplicably turned into headless corpses, and some are even still formulating strategies, but everyone only saw a figure flashing by, and they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and they were frightened, so that no one dared to take over the power at all!

This also included three barons who commanded in person. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For a while, knights and nobles were all in danger!

The knight was a noble knight, commanding a large army, and he could not hide the death of a dozen people, and only that night, some mysterious rumors about the castle of Corfinori circulated in the army of the nobles, and gradually intensified, mysterious and mysterious.

For example, the castle of Corfinori itself was built on the mass grave of the Marquis's ancestors, and it is haunted; For example, Baron Corfinori would have known some witchcraft, otherwise he would not be invincible; For example, Baron Kofinori and the Lingpo (a regional god worshiped by the commoners in the southern Mesoarean Federation, similar to the god of mountains and rivers) reached an agreement that the Lingpo would take away the heads of these knights who invaded the Kofinori Territory, and if they remained here, they would continue to die.

The closest thing to the truth is that Baron Kofinori is rumored to have communicated with a mysterious person.

Early the next morning, a timid nobleman withdrew.

Then another nobleman did the same, not daring to challenge such a mysterious matter with his own life, and although the other nobles were still waiting for the marquis's next move, they also retreated their troops a little, and did not dare to organize a siege again.

People in this world are still much more 'superstitious'!

Although Anyang didn't want to see them besiege the castle, he didn't want these nobles to leave so easily, after all, in the final analysis, these people came here because of themselves, and it was because of themselves that they wreaked havoc on their territory.

He decided to stand up before he left here.

For the nobles of this world, the best way to stand up is the mysterious power, and only the unpredictable power can make these people who can even betray their own father for the sake of profit be afraid, and make them always feel that their lives are hanging by a thread.

Yesterday's noon incident also spread in the castle.

At this time, no one dared to accuse An Yang, and when he saw him, he also resumed his etiquette and was a little more in awe. From Shirille's mouth, An Yang learned that he had been rumored by these people to be a little mythical, but the truth was similar.

Needless to say, Shiryl has become famous, and even her parents and sisters can't believe it!

Later, Lydia came to Anyang many times, hoping to know how Shirlill did it, whether that kind of power to kill easily can be popularized in the castle, etc., but they were all prevaricated by Anyang, and the requests were all refused.

The cousin was very disappointed when she left, and she was even more silent when she saw Shiryl, who was following Anyang's side.

The people in the castle have some hope, and it is estimated that compared to the marquis who can already be called a king, even if they give thousands of cavalry, it is not as reassuring as this mysterious power, and the root of it lies in the ignorance of the people.

In the afternoon, Anyang stood on the top floor of the castle.

The village that I saw for the first time through the window after waking up from this world had been reduced to rubble, burning with a little black smoke, and what could have been burned had almost burned out of the previous two days, and the civilians there did not know how many survived.

Many civilians in the territory moved here because of the baron's force, and they wanted to escape the troubled times and find stability, even if the baron levied extremely heavy taxes, but they didn't expect to avoid thieves, but they were still affected by the war!

The nobles did not wait for the marquis's army, but waited for dozens of knights and a grand knight.

There is no doubt about the strength of the Great Knights, each of them is the king of the war, the meat grinder on the battlefield, and the most precious of the nobles present are Tis and Viscount Patrick, and they probably have never seen the Great Knight.

I heard that there are only more than three grand knights in the entire marquisate, and they are armed nobles without titles.

This great knight, named Alan Finch, was the marquis's legion, and even if the viscount saw him, he had to salute, and the dozens of knights he led exceeded the number of knights among all the nobles combined, which was a huge force.

Viscount Tis reported to the Grand Knight of Alan about the horrors of yesterday, but the Grand Knight scoffed.

"See the scars on my face?"

"Yes, it's ...... It's chic! ”

"This is left over from when I participated in the Southern Slave Counterattack War ten years ago, when there was a slave sacrifice on the battlefield, dozens of charging hoplite knights were killed by it one after another, I was ordered to snipe it, and even it was not so mysterious!"

Grand Knight Alain's tone was disdainful, apparently believing that this group of cowardly nobles was deliberately spreading rumors.

Viscount Tees understood what he meant, and quickly explained, and found Viscount Patrick and many barons to testify together, and took out the corpses of a dozen knights to attract attention, but it only made him believe that there was a mysterious person in the castle.

"Mystics are not so scary, I have encountered them many times, and I have even killed them with my own hands!"

Grand Knight Alain's tone was cold, and he didn't say anything.

The reason for the death of those knights was strange, perhaps it was caused by these nobles who only knew how to compete for profit, but they were unwilling to admit their mistakes, and they not only blamed the cause on the Collinar of Corfinori, but also pulled out such a ridiculous excuse.

Viscount Tees stopped talking, hoping that the legendary Grand Knight was really not worthy of his name.

Alan Finch quickly and forcefully took over the control of the nobles' army, and scattered his knights, each with a side, to storm the castle near evening, and the thousands of troops were more powerful than yesterday.

Dozens of official knights are also very terrifying!

If they were to be dispersed, each official knight would be able to stand alone, and would be one in the elite army. It is equivalent to an army of thousands, and when put together, it is even more terrifying, and the joint charge on the flat ground is almost unstoppable. And the most important thing is that each knight is a commander, and leading the army into battle can better reflect their value.

Originally, the twenty or thirty knights of the nobles, plus these dozens of knights, were able to form a military formation under the command of thousands of soldiers, and the Federation was basically this configuration when fighting against the ghost slaves in the southern Howling Forest, and the power was immediately reflected.

In particular, the Grand Knight of Alan dismounted and stepped forward in person, rushed to the stone wall to charge his strength, and then slashed out with a sword.

"Boom!"

A gap was made in the thick stone wall.

An Yang and the baron stood in a hidden window and looked down, and asked lightly: "Dozens of knights, even the marquis is not easy to come up with so many high-end combat power, right?" It seems that the Marquis loves Cage very much! ”

The baron's face was slightly gloomy: "They're about to break through!" ”

Obviously, he didn't expect the Marquis to send a battle-hardened knight to come. Shouldn't every Grand Knight be used on the battlefield outside? Used against a baron has the feeling of anti-aircraft guns hitting mosquitoes.

An Yang continued to observe, indifferent.

The big knight didn't shoot all the time, just showed his strength to boost morale, he only made two or three swords in total, but the huge strength with the big sword can cut a deep gap every time, and the skills are not bad, but it is estimated that there are other factors.

An Yang seems to have seen some kind of special way of power explosion, but it is a bit like the secret method of Shenzhou.

It didn't take long for the first gate to be breached, and the nobles' soldiers entered the castle, but it was not lost, it only meant the beginning of the battle for the attack and defense of the castle, and then the second level was the narrow corridor and the prepared battle formation.

No amount of noble soldiers could pour in.

The knights can't even charge, or even cast!

But in front of them were the more elite baronial troops, and the constant shooting of strong bows and arrows, in which case even the battle-hardened knights could easily be shot into hedgehogs, and the great knights had to retreat to the rear to prevent damage on the spot.

"Sheryl."

"I'm here."

"Come with me."

"Yes!"

Sheryld clenched her sword tightly, her tall figure unarmoured, but unarmoured, as if it were out of his way.

An Yang pointed to a long-range knight holding a big bow and arrows below: "Kill him first, don't stay in the military formation, go to the rear and kill all the bow and arrow troops they are participating in, I will be responsible for solving these knights and soldiers." ”

Shiryl hesitated, but nodded, drew her cross sword and walked to the window, her figure disappearing.

An Yang also nodded to the baron, holding his palm in a hollow hand, and walked out while chanting a lengthy incantation, until the blue light flashed in his hand and turned into tyrannical lightning, he walked to the right position and jumped down.

The baron looked over a little nervously, but only saw that his eyes shone with a blue light, and he landed quickly.

Anyang pressed the ground with one hand, and the blue light bloomed.

"Boom! …… Crackle! ”

A series of lightning chain balls sputtered in all directions, turning into a blue-white electric current that raged the whole field.

For a moment, it seemed that a complex and huge lightning net had been built with his palm as the center, and the knights and soldiers who were still in the corridor were suddenly enveloped in it!

A burnt smell mixed with the smell of meat quickly spread, and all the soldiers present were lowered to the ground.

The Grand Knight was also paralyzed and somewhat unsteady on his feet, but it was evident that no fatal injuries were inflicted on him.

An Yang was not surprised, in fact, he knew better than anyone else the horror of improving his physique, so he only opened his hand to him, and recited a short spell loudly in his mouth, and suddenly a flame impact flew out, knocking the big knight out of the air.

"Boom!"

The armor on the Grand Knight's chest had been deformed and melted to a certain extent, and he fell to the ground, the wall behind him cracked directly from the heavily armored him. But he still didn't die, but he was too injured to stand up.

The soldiers on both sides who were not affected were stunned.

Sherrille stopped her sword in the distance, carrying the head of the remote knight in her hand, covered in blood, and the archers who were firing at the soldiers led by Kofinori outside the corridor had all fallen, without exception, beheaded.

An Yang recited a sentence again, walked forward, and soon dozens of lightning chain balls were surrounded by him, constantly flying. The light of lightning reflected him as extraordinary as a god, and many soldiers suddenly lost the will to resist.

Shellyl appeared in front of him in a flash, throwing her head down, ready to block a possible attack for him.

Brush!

The chain ball spun and flew with countless bolts of lightning into the dense army, instantly weaving a grid of grids, followed by a continuous stream of arcane catapults, like bullets hitting soldiers in different armors.

Obviously, Anyang didn't want to let them go.

[It's late, good night everyone!] ]

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