Chapter 279 Sacrifice (Part 1)

The night is about to go, the killing continues

The burning fireball "boom" hit the dense battle formation, and dozens of little demons flew up. No matter how strong the fighting will and body were, they could not withstand the power of the explosion, and blood and internal organs were splattered everywhere.

The big demon didn't blink for a moment, and ten big demons were enough to suppress the thousand little demons. One big demon descended and killed with the sword of hell flames. The heads of five or six little demons flew into the sky.

The little demon, who was originally a little disarray, had to shout and return and pounce on the human soldiers.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the number of human soldiers on the front line continued to decrease.

And at this moment, a group of crossbow archers were drawn among humans, layer by layer, waiting for the order.

With magical orders, the entire position was shaking: "The crossbow team is ready to launch!"

In an instant, the entire sky became dark, and the arrow rain roared through the void, squirting down, and countless blood flowers splashed.

One-tenth of the human soldiers who were still fighting in the open space, along with the little demons who were five to ten times more likely to be shot and killed on the spot.

"Boom!" Another fireball technique hit the demon team, and a large number of small demons exploded out.

The battle has been going on all night, and the use of troops on both sides is so ruthless, with almost tacit order, which consumes the lives of each other's soldiers and even knights (big demons).

However, the Knights had some privileges, after all, they were not items that were consumed at will. Fafer and Hevavi retreated and fought for more than a dozen battles overnight. Even the Knights were exhausted.

After returning to the formation, we were resting. The charger was led down to eat water and eat grass, and the new horses were already waiting.

"Eleven!" someone shouted.

Fafell shook, and the devil's minced flesh continued to fall on the armor, but at this time, it was already numb. Someone handed over the energy recovery potion. Fafell drank it in one sip and then felt tired body recovered some energy.

In another fierce battle, both sides lost a lot of people and horses. The soldiers in the rotation battle, especially the cavalry and knights, received temporary rest. Naturally, some people were always paying attention to the actions of the little demons. These cavalry and knights could rest.

In the back camp, most of the cavalry had fallen to the ground to rest. Teams of cavalry were divided into thirteen pieces according to their respective knight camps, and sat in a circle in a dense circle. Their faces were not as calm as expressions that could not think at all.

"Look, that is the Holy Sword Knights of Lord of Light, and the thirteenth charge."

At first glance, Fafeer saw Sangerber, and he was also covered in blood. Fafeer looked for a moment before scanning the surroundings. The camp of the Holy Sword Knights was significantly reduced by half, losing two-thirds. Most of the knight attendants had been killed, and each knight had only two or three knight attendants followed.

Sangerber felt his gaze, and he drank the recovery potion, looked over with gasps, saw that it was Fafell, and hummed, without saying anything.

As a member of the Holy Sword Knights, Sangerber had already known that the battle would be extremely intense, and he and hundreds of comrades might die on the battlefield and scatter his blood on this land.

However, the purpose of the Holy Sword Knight is to be absolutely obedient. If they obey the command of the church and let them kill the enemy, they must never retreat. In that way, they will only fall into the reputation of the Holy Sword Knight.

The Holy Sword Knights who were resting were also hard-working, with deep fatigue on their faces, but they would not show fear and panic. Their armor may no longer be bright, and they were covered with blood from their enemies and comrades. However, their momentum was still sharp, and their murderous aura was still strong.

The war horses who are in harmony with their masters rely on their masters one by one, either temporarily lying down or gently stepping on the land with some anxiety. However, they only have their own masters in their eyes. Although countless companions died with their masters, these well-trained war horses with the blood of the earth will never do anything to betray their masters.

In the last battle, the Holy Sword Knights charged several times, relying on the mobility of the war horses to kill many demons. However, when the war horses were exhausted and their speed was obviously weaker, the knight's power was somewhat unable to be emitted. Many cavalry soldiers were using their rest time to discuss with their captain how to improve combat efficiency in the next battle. After all, the cavalry's own flat combat ability is not weak. If they are at a disadvantage or even die at the hands of the enemy due to the war horses, they would be too depressed.

"Feed all horses with recovery potion!" The leader of the Holy Sword Knights gave an order. There were not many horses with the blood of the Earth Dragon, and the rotation had reached its limit and had been used.

"Captain!" several knights shouted, "The horses are not as rehabilitated as humans, and they will be useless if they do.

"For the glory of the Lord of Glory, we have to charge. Everyone is ready and obey the order!" The leader of the Holy Sword Knights said coldly. As the leader, he knew better, and knew that even if the Holy Sword Knights lost two-thirds of the loss, the lower part would still continue.

The equipment of the Holy Sword Knights can be said to be the best in the nearby areas. The top-notch armor, long swords and spears naturally have the greatest effect. It doesn’t matter if the horse dies. He wants to fight for his Knights’ people!

With the order, the remaining personnel finally fed the horses, and the horses neighed, stimulating the power of life.

"The devil is coming again, the reserve is ready!" A hoarse command came from the distance.

Fafell shook habitually and looked up. The staggered fronts in the distance were blocking each other, and another loud bang hit together. The roaring little demon flowed hideously, and suddenly there was blood in his sight.

The two teams collided fiercely, causing blood to squirts all over the sky, the sound of swords, screams, and fireworks rolled in.

"I can't eat anymore." Haiwawei bit the bread hard, ate food and water, and the energy medicine could not supplement this nutrient.

"I can't even eat and live, and no one expected that the battle was so fierce that everyone had lost more than half of it until now." Fafell said.

"Then why do you fight to the death?" Hevavi asked.

"For the demons, it is flesh and blood and soul. Whether it is flesh and blood, it must be obtained after the war. For us, a large number of wounded men can recover as long as they are not dead." Fafell said: "So, whoever wins this battle will have control."

On the battlefield, at least one-third of the corpses were injured.

"Look at the faces of those people, they are all turned pale."

The two looked up, and sure enough, on the platform, the viscount, baron, lord, and bishop, all their faces turned ashen.

Viscount Edel is no exception. He has completely lost his composure. The battle has reached now, and it is a war of attrition. No one expected that a small demon like a dispersed sand would be like this battle formation and condensation after having the Baron of the Abyss.

Another wave of killing sound gradually faded, and the sky suddenly turned dark.

"His archbishop, now is the darkest moment before dawn and the strongest time for the demons." Viscount Edel turned his head and said to the Archbishop of the Lord of Light.

At this moment, a fierce battle had just ended. In order to welcome the next fight, both sides suspended the battle with great understanding.

The moon is tightly wrapped around a large cloud, and can no longer spread its warmth to the world.

At this time, while losing the light of the moon, the world is shrouded in darkness and bright red.

Blood kept flowing on the ground, gathering into curved rivers. Soaked in the river, there were bright red corpses, fiery red hearts, and the internal organs of humans and little demons trampled into mud.

Who said that the wisdom of the great demon is lower than that of humans? The great demon also commands the battle formation.

During the battle, the little demons were driven away one by one and fought to the death. Although the short little demons were at a disadvantage when dealing with human cavalry, during the battle, they used their height to keep moving under the belly of the war horse. Although they were trampled to death, they still continued to go one after another. Once they found the right opportunity, they would kill the cavalry's war horses, either cut off the horse's legs, cut open the belly of the war horses, and pull out their internal organs. Once the painful war horses fell down or went crazy, the human cavalry riding on them would become the sword ghosts of the little demon.

However, in contrast, human cavalry has the advantage, and if the horse's hooves are dense, they can trample on the little demons to death. In this case, the weak little demon has become the spoils that the human knights frequently harvested swords.

Faced with such a situation, the Archbishop, who had two silver stars, was the 12th-level priest, nodded. At this time, behind him, two knights in armor stood neatly.

The two knights' armor and weapons are exactly the same. The breastplate is marked with the flame mark of the Lord of Glory, and there is also a sword below - the mark of the Knights of the Holy Swords.

The Archbishop said, "As long as we pass through this darkness before dawn, the protection of our Lord's divine power will be ten times stronger, and victory will belong to us! You will charge with the Holy Sword Knights!"

"Yes, Archbishop!" the two senior knights responded, "For the glory of my Lord!"

After saying that, the two of them immediately retreated.

Bishops of other churches also issued orders to send all the remaining troops up.

"You join the Knights of Edel!" Viscount Edel said to the two high knights behind him. After saying that, he glanced at the nobles coldly and asked: "It is now the most critical moment. Then, send all the forces to fight!"

As soon as the voice fell, the nobles were silent.

After a moment, a nobleman said, "Master Viscount, of course, as long as the knights who have not passed ten times, all will be sent out!"

As he said that, he sent the knights and soldiers behind him to fight.

The bishops of the Radiant Church standing beside each other smiled faintly. The appearance of this pastor is as holiness and bright as their robes, but in fact, no one who can reach such a high position and energy is a fuel-efficient lamp.

They just stood on the platform to watch the battle, sometimes blessed the knights with magical skills, and rarely participated in the debates between these nobles, but this was the priest's privilege.

"The battle is about to begin again." The Archbishop looked at the battlefield a little further away, and a faint sadness appeared on his face.

Both teams have re-arranged the team.

This is the final battle.

With the sound of the horn, the originally tired Holy Sword Knights suddenly injected power.

The leader of the Holy Sword Knight Order, turned over and horse.

He was at the forefront of these thirteen battles every time, although he was a level nine knight, he was exhausted.

But at this time, he calmly turned over the horse, carried a spear in his hand, and rode steadily on the horse.

With such a demeanor, nine knights followed behind him. Behind him, there were sparse knight attendants who slowly passed through the army. Three knights had already died in the battlefield.

The face of the Knights leader was all inside the full helmet, and there was no expression, but on the way, he suddenly sang in unison.

My Lord, My Lord, You are above everything else

Better than all things in the world

Whenever, for protection and defense

For spreading and glory

We'll always stand together

The Knight Sangerber, who was following behind, suddenly became excited. If this chant was sung during the war, it would mean that the leader thought that it was time for death.

Is the situation so critical?

However, the thoughts in my heart were suddenly filled with the will of long-term training and prayer. In an instant, countless past events floated by. Knight Sangerber spoke without hesitation and took over the hymn of the leader. His voice was calm and firm, like a knife and a sword.

Kadra Six Thousand

Sixty thousand more than cashier

From Ekas to Saudis, it's six million

My Lord, My Lord, silently recite your name

The people who sacrificed for you have filled the straits and flattened the mountains

At this time, not only the nine knights, but all the knight attendants behind them sang in unison. The shields they slapped, and although there were only less than two hundred people, they were in a state of storm.

My Lord, My Lord, You are above everything else

Better than all things in the world
To be continued...