"I don't like this scene." Catherine said softly: "Although many knights are immersed in it, I don't like it."

The atmosphere of war gradually emerges in the valley now. Although most of the city guards are novices, they are well-trained after all. After all, they jump off their horses neatly when they walk to the valley to prepare for the battle. For non-knight professions, the ability to fight on horses is often far lower than that of infantry battles. Instead of barely fighting on horseback, it is better to simply abandon the horse's maneuver advantage.

The convoy was divided into three parts. The first part was two reinforced passenger carriages. The members of the wedding team on the carriage had been transferred to other cars before entering the valley. Therefore, there were only ten city guards with excellent archery skills in the two cars. They each held bows and arrows and poked their heads out of the open windows, ready to face the enemies in front and on both sides at any time. The second part was the other three fully loaded passenger cars and Freya's carriage. The three large cars surrounded Freya's luxury carriage inside, and the carriage was more outside, and there were ten city guards on the left and right.

The team members each held their own swords to guard them. At the end were the gift carriage and the baggage carriage. The four trucks were forty or fifty meters away from the convoy in front. This distance was just right, not to be easily affected by the battles in front, and they could get immediate rescue from the front when they were attacked. As for the front of the convoy, there were only a few high-level professions who belonged to the leader, but even these few people were enough. Even if they were told, the eight silver-level bandits, any of the other low-level personnel could be easily solved.

But even so, the atmosphere is still solemn. Everyone knows that the opponent is not an idiot and will not expect these thieves like thieves to cause any trouble for themselves. There will definitely be a follow-up offensive hidden in it, just like the previous two days.

"Many people don't like this kind of scene." Panis shrugged and said easily: "Even a knight, there are many people who hate war. The stronger the strength, the more they hate war. When faced with war, their blood was boiling, it was destined to be just the reaction of ordinary people."

"Why?" Catherine asked in confusion: "I feel this tendency, but I don't understand the reason."

"Don't you understand?" Panis looked at Catherine in confusion and asked strangely: "Will you feel excited because you saw a group of babies fighting in groups and the flesh and blood flying? Will you like such a magical scene?"

"No normal person will like those, right?" Catherine said with a wry smile: "I feel that it's quite normal, so I definitely won't like it."

"There are still many normal people in the world." Panis rode backwards on the horse, leaning against the curved shape on the horse's neck, and said leisurely: "The stronger the strength, the more the people in the war look like babies. The difference between the strength of the two sides and the courage of the soldiers is, for powerful professions, it is nothing more than the difference between crushing and crushing very pleasantly. The only thing that is really worth paying attention to is when meeting the other party's higher-level professions, but at that time the nature changed. It was no longer a war, but just a battle between two or a few people. There was no longer a passionate excitement."

"It's true as you said." Captain Aerland said nostalgically: "Although I am not a knight but a warrior, I was born in the grassroots army of the Faral Empire when I was young and participated in many small border battles. At the beginning, I was very passionate about glory and victory. But when I was promoted to the Golden Level, I discovered that the surrounding enemies, whether they are comrades, there is no difference between fighting with children. Even if I stand there and don't use fighting spirit to protect them, there may not be a few people who can cause harm to me. After all, the gap between high-level and low-level physical fitness is too great. So since then, I left the army and never went back. However, I heard that the battle of the Dead was very fierce a hundred years ago, like a war that really belongs to professionals."

"Is that so? I don't know. I haven't experienced it." Panis scratched his neck lazily and looked straight into the sky with a smile: "A hundred years, a long time, how could a young man like me know?"

"What happened later? You came to the Capital of Knowledge?" Lina, who had the strongest curiosity, couldn't help but ask Aerland.

"Uh, that's right." Aerland recalled: "I was in my forties at that time and had completely lost the hope of hitting the legend, so I had no motivation. I just wanted to continue traveling around for many years, hoping to see more customs and cultures around the world in my lifetime. As a result, one year I went to the Capital of Knowledge and was fascinated by this place and never left."

"Indeed, Saints can be said to be the best city in the world." Vivian agreed: "If there is no other reason, I don't think anyone will leave here."

"Okay, the chat time is over, and you can see the enemy." Catherine stood up from the moment she was owed, looked at the end of the valley in the distance and said, "I should prepare for the battle, too."

"Can you go alone, Miss Catherine?" Aerland asked with some concern: "If the opponent has an opponent above the Golden Level hidden in the team, it is easy to get into danger."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Panis waved his hand: "Even if there are hidden enemies, they won't be there. I believe Catherine's strength. She is qualified to take over the Knights of the Hero Banner back then."

"Don't worry, I'm going." Catherine smiled, held the rifle that she had borrowed from the team temporarily, and activated the war horse to step on the tiny steps and began to accelerate slowly.

"May glory and victory always be with you." Panis lifted his coat up and covered his face, blocking the afterglow of the setting sun that shot directly on his eyes, and blocking his expression and eyes: "My Valkyrie."

In the distance, the enemy also started to move. The opponent was much better than expected. At least it was not in chaos at the beginning, but was lined up in the valley. Infantry was in the middle of the team. Although the weapons were chaotic, at least it could be neatly arranged. More than 20 cavalrymen were divided into two halves and each side of the team. This was a standard attack formation. The cavalry on both wings drove the enemy's defense line, and the infantry attacked the enemy's position head-on, defeating the enemy at one time. Of course, if the progress was not smooth and the formation was slightly changed, it could be changed to the infantry's side-to-line to pull the enemy's defense, and the cavalry on both wings looked for loopholes and used impact force to tear the defense line. Surprisingly, a group of chaotic thieves and a temporarily pulled robbery team could form such a standard formation.

Catherine's horse was jogging slowly. Although the speed was slowly increasing, it was not fast overall. Seeing the opponent's team complete the assembly within two minutes, Catherine knew that the enemy's morale was not as weak as expected, and maybe the battle time would be delayed longer than planned. But it doesn't matter, everything was planned, and even if the enemy became stronger, the Knight would never be afraid.

The distance of 1,500 meters was quickly narrowed to 1,000 meters. The closer the two sides were, the calmer Catherine's face became. When the horse's speed increased to a critical point, a beautiful smile appeared on Catherine's face. She lowered her head and focused on kissing the rifle in her hand. When she raised her head again, her face had become indifferent. She coldly put down the helmet's armor and pressed her upper body down on the horse's back. Although Catherine's horse was not a professional war horse, it seemed to be in harmony. When Catherine lowered her body, she did not need to give any instructions. The horse consciously jumped, and its speed increased instantly, and rushed straight to the enemy's position with the whistling wind.

"She's going to charge, is she crazy?"

"She has only one person."

"Stop her and can't make her speed reach maximum."

"Don't panic, stay steady, be prepared to bear the impact, never be confused, remember who will turn around and escape first at this time, he will definitely die first."

"She should be one of the opponent's team leaders, and she should be the strongest among the enemies. If we defeat her, we will be half of the victory, and we will fight."

There was a moment of chaos in the enemy team facing Catherine, but immediately returned to stability under the scolding of various bandit leaders. The bandits seemed to have transformed into well-trained soldiers and experienced their first battle.

"Ha, hey!" Before Catherine arrived, the voice arrived first. A thunderous roar came from Catherine's throat, and a strong sound wave shot out from Catherine's mouth, spreading in all directions with powerful destructive power. This is the most standard way to apply the Knight's Battle Cry. On the way to charge, use the battle cry to attack first, shake the enemy's courage with the roar, and use the sound wave to disrupt the enemy's defense movements.

"Quick, stop her." A voice shouted: "Don't let her rush directly into the central defense line."

The cavalry on both sides immediately moved, and some attacked Catherine from both sides along the arc. However, Catherine didn't even look at their attacks. She gently pressed the horse's back with her gun. The horse immediately became more and more excited, making the attacker able to chase Catherine's back in vain.

Another part of the cavalry moved directly horizontally according to the commander's intention, launching a hedge from the front, intending to use their bodies to block Catherine's route, forcing her charge to be reduced. It has to be said that these people chose the most correct way to block, but they are also the most unlucky people.

Catherine's lips curled up with a cold curve, and the light of the fighting spirit was ignited. No, not only her body, but also the mounts under her were covered in the fighting spirit. This is the biggest feature of the knight. In battle, people and horses are one, with the same defense and impact power. Any attack, whether against people or against horses, will be the same.
Chapter completed!