Nan Jin and Rong Zhi were fully dressed in military uniforms and were already riding on their respective mounts.
Beside them is the saint holding the scepter of glory.
Just now, under the leadership of the saint, some temple priestesses have treated the injured warriors. However, this is a drop in the bucket compared to the overall number of casualties.
Nothing but that during the attack, injured soldiers rarely came back, and most of them could only lie on the battlefield waiting to die.
They may be the ones who want to win the most, because only if their own side wins will they have a chance to survive. If they fail, what awaits them will only be the enemy's last hit.
As for the prisoners...
In the secret realm of Bru, this word does not exist very much, at least to ordinary soldiers. Since they will not be captured, there is no treatment. Medicines here are sometimes worth more than human lives.
"Geran is dead."
Nan Jin's voice was a little low, and the brutality of the battle was beyond his imagination.
Send experts to sneak into the royal city to kill or entangle the senior leaders of the posthumous alliance, so that the sharp knife squad can quickly capture the city wall. He is also one of the participants in the formulation of this plan.
Just like everyone else, Nan Jin has great confidence in this plan, because the number of masters in the Dawn Temple is far more than that of the posthumous people. In addition, the posthumous people's own internal conflicts have reduced the number of their kings.
Nearly half of the time, even with the help of those outsiders, they could not stop the Dawn Temple's strategic advantage in this area.
But who would have thought that in a short period of time, the auras of two level 8 masters would disappear, and even more level 7 masters would die.
Is there any hidden powerful person in the deceased?
Especially the death of Greed shocked him even more.
This man had competed with him for the position of leader of the Knights of Light back then. If it weren't for the fact that his fighting style was not suitable for cavalry combat, perhaps Nan Jin's position would have been his.
Nan Jin is very aware of the strength of his opponent. Not only does he have holy eyes in his hands, but he also has ten level six monsters as helpers. Speaking of his ability in single combat, perhaps Nan Jin is still not Ge Lu's opponent.
However, this man died just like that.
Except for Ling Kun and the people guarding the pool, they really couldn't think of anyone who had such strength and could kill Geran in such a short period of time.
Even if it is Ling Kun or the pond guard, he feels that these two eighth-level posthumous people are at most about the same as Geran, not counting the pond guards. Among the posthumous people Wang Zun, the strongest ones should be Heibi and
He Yan, the former was besieged to death by himself and three others, and the latter also died at the hands of one of their own!
How did the posthumous man, who had been severely injured, kill Geran? Was it really done by the pond guard? But there should be someone specially assigned to deal with him.
"Kan Zishan's aura has also disappeared, and Hong Xiang's aura has also disappeared. It is not that we have not achieved any results."
The saint paused her scepter on the ground, "Although we have suffered great losses, they are trying to break into the royal city after all. Accidents are easy to happen. Although they are dead, they are not completely worthless. The survivors are only
Of the four kings, one is dead and the other is seriously injured. Only two of their top leaders are left. With only Neo and Lingkun, it is impossible for them to guarantee effective command. Even if all the people we enter are dead,
worth!"
Whether it's worth it or not, everyone has different criteria for judging it. Nan Jin didn't really agree with the saint's words, but he nodded.
"It seems that the city wall has also been blocked. It seems that it is time for us to take action."
Zai Li has already rushed forward with the Guangming Taoist group. Now, it is time for Rong Zhi and Nan Jin to take action.
"Nan Shuai, let me take the lead."
Rong Zhi raised the long sword in his hand, signaled to the saint, and walked out first. Behind him were a thousand silent guards in white armor.
These people are the elite of the Temple Guards. They are usually responsible for protecting the safety of the Holy Father and the Holy Daughter. They have the most powerful overall combat power in the entire Dawn Temple.
Several of the captains were trained by the Holy Father.
A team like this should take action at the most critical moment. Is it now the time when it is necessary?
This is only the first day of the war, only half a sunset!
However, since the saint didn't stop him, Nan Jin didn't say anything. He adjusted his armor silently and waved to the back. The cavalry team, which had been equally silent, followed Nan Jin.
These five thousand knights are also the most elite members of the Knights of Light. Since the Taoist Order and the Guards are working hard, Nan Jin has no reason to hold back.
Will this war end in one day?
Then...let it end.
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On the city wall, Ye Zhongming wiped the blood flowing from his mouth and pulled out a dagger stabbed in his abdomen. His strong physical fitness caused the muscles at the wound to tighten, and within a few seconds, the blood flow slowed down.
Already.
Looking at the holes and some small cracks on this piece of star equipment, Ye Zhongming breathed a sigh of relief.
All around him were the corpses of the vanguard.
After coughing twice to relieve his injured body, Ye Zhongming looked outside the city.
Just now, Ye Zhongming fought alone against this elite squad of Dawn Temple soldiers. Although he ended up victorious, Ye Zhongming also paid a certain price in the face of the enemy's crazy attack.
The body was seriously injured, the two elves exhausted their energy, and had no auxiliary abilities before replenishing it. The armor was damaged and needed to be repaired...
The only aspect of my condition that is relatively good is that I am still mentally strong.
But Ye Zhongming knows that now is not the time to rest. Although the battle on this side has been resolved, on the other side of the city wall, the Holy Light Cannon and other troops have been violently attacked, but they are still advancing slowly. Now they have
The 200-meter-long city wall is about to be captured, and soldiers coming from the ice crystal road are rushing inside in a steady stream.
At this time, Ye Zhongming also had to admire the Dawn Temple. Their military strength could not only put pressure on the city walls everywhere, but also continuously attack this place.
The abundance and high quality of the soldiers are truly unmatched by the current Yunding Villa or the Posthumous Man.
Of course, after this war, even if the Dawn Temple wins in the end, it will still be damaged and it will probably take less than twenty years to recover.
Of course the converse is also true. After the battle, the number of young people will be greatly reduced.
Some strange horn sounds came from outside the city, which caused the Dawn Temple warriors who were in the attack state to pause for a moment, and then let out a huge roar, causing the entire mountainside to shake slightly.
"It's the Cape of Light!"
An older posthumous warrior was beside Ye Zhongming. Hearing this voice, he murmured.
Ye Zhongming turned his head in confusion, "What is that?"
The soldier looked at Ye Zhongming blankly and whispered: "The horn of light sounds, and divine punishment is coming."