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The 198th chapter turning point (1)(2/2)

"Your Highness, Prince, Lord Prince - fortunately, I have not been humiliated! Master Verot is safe and sound."

Commander Antuda, who was in charge of this camp, even his armor on his shoulders was shattered, revealing his bloody shoulders. His helmet was concave, his face was bruised, and he had several wounds on his body.

However, although he described his embarrassment, he was not depressed by anyone who broke the camp. He held his head and chest up and came to the horses of Prince Iroy and Prince Cloto.

"You did a good job!" Prince Aeroy sat on the horse and gently tapped Antuda's shoulder with a horse whip. A white light flashed by, and the wound on Antuda's shoulder gradually healed.

Only the great nobles will use horse whip with "healing technique". Even if ordinary people enchant, they will not enchant the "healing technique" onto a horse whip.

"Thank you, Your Highness," Antuda was overjoyed.

If there were no accidents, this Prince Aeroy would be the next king of the Kingdom of Ian. With his appreciation, it would be a waste of his willingness to take a big risk and make such a contribution - Antuda has orc bloodline, and being the commander of the first battalion is a miracle. If you want to go further, you must make great contributions.

"Capture the heirs of the three major families of Gilt alive and take down Suffer City, and fight here. The Knights of the Storm, follow me!" Prince Alouy said.

Behind him, fifty storm knights responded: "Your will!"

Prince Aeroy took the lead, fifty knights followed behind them, and all members of the Knights of the Flame Thunder followed.

The army was pressing forward.

"What a pity, I failed to break their defense circle." Cohen Clarence turned his head and said regretfully.

They had the upper hand, but the time was not enough, and the reinforcements arrived ten minutes earlier than expected.

"This raid killed at least 5,000 elite Ian Kingdom soldiers, and gained a lot - thanks to your courage and decision." Prince Dwayte also felt a little regretful. Although he achieved such a result, it actually had no decisive effect on the entire battle situation.

The Ian Kingdom surrounded Safford City alone, and although the losses of 5,000 people were serious, they were not unbearable.

However, Marquis Karan actually took risks and led his army to attack unexpectedly, which was not only beyond the expectations of the Ian Kingdom Army, but also beyond his expectations. At first, he even suspected that Marquis Karan, like Hunter III, had betrayed them.

It was not until Betrick passed the spell on the top of the city that he saw the soldiers of Marquis Karan and the bloody battle between the Ian Kingdom that he believed that this was true and was willing to leave the city to attack the Ian Kingdom army.

"They are chasing us," said Marquis Karan, "We need to hurry up."

"Don't worry, when they chase us, we will have closed the city gate long ago." Prince Dwayte was not worried.

This distance is all considered good.

"No, it's too late." Marquis Karan shook his head regretfully.

Prince Dwight's ribs were cold, as if something was piercing in from under his ribs. The complete set of enchanted knight heavy armor did not act as a protective effect at all.

"You-" Devit turned around in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, I'm also for the survival of the Karan family." Marquis Karan said with a smile.
Chapter completed!
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