The moment he heard Count Levan shouting the order, Thales was subconsciously shocked.
No.
We are obviously already here...
A trembling feeling came from the prince's back, surged to the top of his head, and spread throughout his body.
"Qiang!"
This is the sound of weapons being unsheathed, front and back, left and right, noisy and chaotic, but chilling.
Thales felt that his breathing was about to stop, and his eyes slowly widened.
No.
The sin of Hell River is generated again in the body without the user's call, and floods into his brain.
calm.
Thales said to himself.
From the chaotic shouting from both sides to the tense but neat drawing of swords by the soldiers, Thales watched everything in front of him slow down.
The noisy scene was like water being poured into a lake, and most of the sounds were eliminated in an instant.
Thales gritted his teeth as hard as he could, and slowly turned around as time slowed down.
In his field of vision, Count Levan looked fierce, slowly waved his left hand, and roared something.
Beside Earl Lewan, Slys had a subtle look of astonishment on his face. He slowly turned his head and looked at Thales with complicated eyes that were difficult to decipher.
Urad's gloomy expression revealed sternness and pain. He stared at Miranda and slowly retreated into his own formation amid the chaos.
On the ground, two squads of Black Sand Soldiers looked decisive and ferocious. With weapons in hand, they stepped on the snow and advanced step by step.
We are exposed.
He was exposed just at the city gate, and he couldn't even touch the gate of the Palace of Heroes.
Not even Lombard's... not even the shadow of the personal guards around him was seen, let alone the four Grand Dukes.
Thales gasped in a daze.
Behind him, Cohen, holding a sword in his hand, was anxiously saying something to Miranda, who still looked in disbelief.
Raphael's expression had never been so serious and solemn, and the young man from the secret department decisively pulled out the long sword at his waist.
A dozen White Blade Guards let out a uniform and shocking roar, displayed their weapons, and stood on the front line without flinching.
what to do.
Thales was trembling all over, almost breaking his teeth.
He was caught off guard when he was attacked by a vampire in the Mindis Hall, he was unexpectedly involved in an assassination in front of the Fuxing Palace, he was in a panic, he was suddenly attacked by the Queen of Night and the Holy Blood Corps in the birch forest, and he was in a panic when he was trapped in a tight siege under Broken Dragon Fortress.
Thales desperately recalled these sudden battles and the means he used to escape each time.
Useless.
All methods ever used…
Compared with the situation in front of me...
In the timeline that was extended several times in his mind, Thales watched nervously on the broad steps leading to the top of the city gate on both sides. The Black Sand soldiers who were preparing to return to their posts turned around and descended, stepping slowly and forcefully.
With their footsteps, countless teams were pulled towards them, rushing towards their team of more than 20 people.
It's chilling.
At this moment.
"Beep——"
A rapid, harsh and panic-inducing whistle suddenly sounded from far above the head!
Thales was slightly shocked.
The rapid whistle like an alarm bell broke Thales' slow-time state, and everything in front of him returned to the normal flow of time.
"Beep——"
The whistle went straight into everyone's ears.
Everyone who heard this whistle, whether they were on the Black Sand Leader's side, or on the Star and White Blade Guards' side, suddenly changed their colors!
Count Levan, Nikolai, Urad, and Michael all raised their heads and looked at the city gate above their heads. Even the movements of their hands couldn't help but slow down.
The scene at that moment was like a sudden explosion of thunder, disturbing everyone's morning dreams.
"Beep——"
The whistle continued, spreading far and wide.
Thales also raised his head in astonishment and followed everyone's gaze towards the top of the city gate.
What's wrong?
He no longer had to wonder.
As the whistle stopped, a loud male voice came from above, breaking through the noisy crowd and blasting through the door:
"urgent!"
"The enemy - those patrols are gathering!" The owner of that voice was almost unable to suppress anxiety and irritability, almost shouting to the point of breaking his throat, but still roared desperately:
"They're going to attack the city!"
The news was too sudden. At that moment, Count Levan's face became extremely pale, and Wulard's gloomy expression also stiffened.
Thales was also shocked by the news.
This is……
"Everyone!" The roaring voice sounded from above the head again:
"Back to combat duty!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of hundreds of people's running footsteps sounded from the city gate above his head, making it chaotic and shocking.
Whether on the steps or on the ground, the soldiers in the Black Sand Territory were suddenly shocked and suspicious.
But just a few tenths of a second later, as a commander, the experienced Earl Levan gritted his teeth, turned his head towards Thales and the others, and shouted angrily:
"Let these people—"
But before he shouted a complete sentence...
"boom!"
An astonishing and terrifying thick dull sound sounded out of thin air!
Attracted everyone's attention.
Thales turned his head subconsciously and looked at the source of the sound.
It's a meteorite.
In Thales's eyes, he saw an unprecedentedly ferocious look on Nikolai's face. He slashed hard at an enemy shield blocking the doorway.
Without any pause, the Fallen Star roared and twisted his hips forward, kicking out his left leg!
"Boom!"
There was another terrifying dull sound.
The enemy spurted blood and flew two meters away.
"Breakout!" The Fallen Star roared at the top of his lungs.
Nikolai was like a humanoid weapon that could not stop burning. The soul-breaking blade was in his hand, and he slashed at the next enemy again.
The Fallen Starman roared angrily, and the soul-breaking blade drew a blood line on the opponent's abdomen. With his face full of blood, he roared: "Leave the horse behind and charge inward!"
The next second, almost all the White Blade Guards moved at the same time.
A dozen ferocious northern men roared and rushed towards the Palace of Heroes. In line with Nicolai, they pounced on the enemy who either reacted subconsciously or was prepared, and brandished their weapons...!
"laugh!"
"clang!"
Blood and metal shine, and temperature and collision coexist.
The White Blade Guards, who attacked at all costs, cut down many people in one encounter.
Only then did the soldiers from the Black Sand Territory react.
The soldiers on the stairs accelerated down, while the two teams on the ground also roared and rushed towards the breakers with fanaticism and fury.
"superior!"
"Kill them all!"
Just when Thales figured out the current situation, he was stopped by the waist by the ruthless-faced Cohen behind him and picked him up!
What are you doing——
At that moment, Thales only had time to glance at the astonished Marquis Slice in the crowd, and his subconscious steps back.
Like the most alert antelope, the young security officer straightened up and ran out in an instant!
He gritted his teeth, veins popped out, held Thales in his left hand, followed Nicolai's footsteps, and rushed out of the doorway.
This feeling - as if a fire was burning in Cohen's heart - was like returning to the Blade Tooth Camp, the Western Front, and the nightmarish desert battlefield.
Break out, or be killed.
Cohen roared angrily, unsheathing his sword.
"clang!"
He hit the first enemy in the chest, but found that the opponent was wearing chain armor and the effect was limited.
The ferocious Cohen ignored him. Taking advantage of his body shape, he gritted his teeth, stepped hard, and moved his right shoulder forward!
The next second, the security officer crashed into the opponent's arms, knocking the enemy over.
Thales was held in his left arm and felt that the scene in front of him was shaking. The ground he saw was constantly retreating. His brain was confused and he was dizzy.
Even thinking was interrupted.
A single-edged sword stretched out from the side and slit the enemy's throat, and Wyatt's figure appeared next to Cohen.
Only then did Wyatt and Rolf come to them, followed by Raphael and a nervous-looking Miranda.
"Charge!" Raphael's face was cold, his words were concise and powerful.
Cohen didn't say anything nonsense, and took Thales forward again!
Everyone on their side started to move, following the footsteps of the White Blade Guards, trying to rush out of the door and sprinting towards the Palace of Heroes!
Fortunately, most of the soldiers from the Black Sand Territory were walking on the stairs, and there were only two squads left on the ground. The thin defense line was unable to stop the brave assault led by the White Blade Guards for a while.
"Hailson, Jason, bite them!" This was Count Levan's roar.
Count Levan looked at the soldiers who were still rushing down the stairs, and an angry urging sounded out of thin air: "Run! Bastards!"
"Surround them!"
On Thales' side, Michael drew a knife in his hand with a fierce look on his face, and with one slash, he cut off the rope of the carriage that Thales was riding in, and then stabbed the horse in the butt with the knife!
In the painful neighing, the poor Northland horse rushed towards Count Levan like crazy. As the soldiers rushed to protect the commander and Count Levan's heart-rending howl, a lot of people were involved.
The strength of the Black Sand Territory prevented the soldiers who had just ran down the stairs from joining the battle.
The other white-blade guard whipped up his horsewhip without any hesitation, drove the other carriage out of the doorway, and chased after Nicolai's figure.
"Archer, shoot in their forward path!"
Urad's voice sounded in the chaos, and it seemed that the order officer still maintained a considerable degree of calmness, "Aim at that prince and stop them!"
Thales was startled. He raised his head from Cohen's arm and saw a few crossbowmen on the steps pulling their bows and crossbows in unison, aiming in the direction of their breakout.
What?
He felt a chill in his heart.
"carriage!"
Putilai's voice sounded anxiously from behind.
As soon as he finished speaking, another carriage drove past Cohen and knocked over a black sand collar axeman blocking the road ahead.
The next second, Cohen yelled angrily, and Thales felt his eyes blur, his body rose into the air, and he was thrown up by the security officer!
"boom!"
Thales crashed into the car window, fell into the car, and rolled several times until he hit the car wall.
When he got up in a daze, the first thing he saw was the little slippery man with a confused and frightened face.
"What's going on outside?" The girl stared at him with green eyes and helped him up.
Panting, but before Taylor could reply, the moving carriage immediately made a sharp turn!
The two of them tripped and both screamed, falling into the car unprepared.
Several rustling arrows were heard.
"Boom! Boom!"
The arrows all hit the carriage.
Thales then raised his head and felt his scalp numb:
A long arrow pierced the thin carriage, revealing a ferocious arrow a few feet above their heads.
"Nice driving skills!" In the chaos outside the car, Putilai still had the energy to praise the white-knife guards driving the car.
"Others, move forward in a roundabout direction toward the side where there are no enemies! Catch up first, form a line of defense, and then intercept!"
Thales hugged Little Slippery and lay on the ground obediently, not daring to get up.
"Did something happen?" Little Slippery asked in horror, "Where are we going now?"
"The Palace of Heroes," Thales gritted his teeth and felt the pain in his legs: "If you guessed correctly."
Outside the carriage, a white-blade guard knocked over an enemy, but he was immediately nailed through the hind leg by a soldier behind him, and then fell to the ground with countless blades behind him, howling.
But the rest of the White Blade Guards had already broken out of the thin siege. Only eight of them were left, protecting the carriage and rushing towards the ten pillars of the Palace of Heroes.
In the Star People's team, four veterans brought out from the fortress also fell.
At the same time, Nikolai had moved from the front edge position to the rear position.
The meteorite's eyes flashed angrily, and the power of termination surged within his body.
I saw him suddenly stop suddenly while running, and then turned around with an elbow!
He ran into the face of a pursuer who was caught off guard.
"Boom!" There was a scary muffled sound and the sound of cracking bones.
The pursuer was like a rotating rudder. Under the heavy blow, he used his waist as an axis and instantly turned over - from standing and running to landing on the back of his head, spitting out a mouth full of teeth, and stopped moving.
"Fuck, you still want to get through the city gate?"
"I knew it," Nicolai roared and cursed, sent out a knife, missed the second enemy's blocked shield, and drew a fountain of blood on the opponent's neck: "The Northlander's method still works!"
He turned his head during the battle and watched as his companions followed the carriage, already protruding through the doorway, and he became the last person.
The Fallen Starman also saw more and more Black Sand soldiers coming down the stairs in the doorway, lining up to pursue them.
Nicolai frowned.
His arms suddenly tightened.
"Why are you so stunned!" Putilai grabbed the arm of the meteorite man with a hesitant look on his face: "Do you still want to cut off the queen alone?"
Nikolai shook off Putilai's hand without appreciation, turned around and ran away.
"You guys keep running!" Meteorite said dissatisfiedly: "Keep at least ten meters away from them!"
Nikolai followed Putilai and ran for a while as the last two people.
"Keep the distance? Then what?" Putilai shouted back anxiously: "They will catch up sooner or later. The number of people is too disparity!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Just run away!" Nikolai's face was ferocious and he shouted angrily:
"I'm behind you!"
Putilai, who was running, was slightly startled.
Nikolai pressed his palm on Putilai's back and pushed him forward.
The next second, Nicolai spun his steps, using his right foot as a pivot, braking with his left foot, and turned around in an instant to face the menacing pursuers behind him.
"Watch carefully," Meteorite said through gritted teeth:
"How the Northlanders solve problems!"
Putilai frowned, but he only hesitated for a few tenths of a second before decisively continuing to run forward.
Nicolai took a deep breath as he looked at the pursuers getting closer and closer - the two men chasing him at the front were only five meters away from him.
Seen from above, the pursuers of the Black Sand Territory were like an endless swarm of ants, pressing down on the lonely dot of Nikolai from the horizon.
Behind this dot is the carriage.
Oh shit.
These sloppy Imperial people.
You deserve your misfortune.
He cursed.
"Archer!"
Among the chasing troops, Urad's order came again: "Second round of shooting!"
The sound of bows and crossbows being twisted came from the crowd.
The pursuers of the Black Sand Territory were getting closer and closer, and Nicolai could even see the pores on their faces clearly.
But the Meteor Man still refused to take a step back.
He faced these people alone, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth.
No intention of looking back.
The next second, this man with a resolute face and fierce eyes gently raised the Soul-Destroying Blade in his hand.
The Faller's hand touched the blade.
"Ding!"
There was a crisp metallic sound.
Nicolai broke off a piece of the blade from his weapon without any hindrance, and threw it forward without any care.
"Boundary break," Nicolai sighed and murmured: "It's done."
He looked sternly at the pursuing soldiers who were getting closer and closer, with a sneer on his pale face.
The movement of the carriage finally stabilized.
Thales, who had just recovered from the shock, got up in the carriage, stood on the seat, and opened the window.
The little slicker also came to his side, his two little heads looking at the scene behind the car in panic.
Nicolai was alone, blocking hundreds of pursuing soldiers.
Only a silhouette is left.
The sound of bows and crossbows sounded among the enemy troops.
Thales opened his mouth in surprise.
But that wasn't what surprised him the most.
The meteorite man was seen gently waving his knife in the air with a nonchalant look on his face.
The next second, a dazzling yellow light suddenly lit up from Nicolai's blade!
Even under the sun, it is extremely conspicuous.
"Dang! Dang!"
The crisp sound of metal collision sounded.
Thales opened his eyes wide: he saw more than a dozen long arrows, and they actually stopped in front of Nicolai.
It was like being stopped by invisible hands.
There was a strange yellow light emitting from the arrowhead - consistent with the soul-breaking blade. After a few seconds, the long arrows fell one after another.
But the long arrow isn't the only weird thing.
Rows of black sand collar soldiers, roaring fiercely, surged towards Nikolai like a black wave.
They rushed three meters in front of Nicolai.
The next second, a yellow light suddenly flashed in the air.
The Black Sand soldiers in the first row all had a meal!
They seemed to have hit a transparent wall and "lyed" in the air in an awkward manner!
"boom!"
The soldiers in the second row bumped into the soldiers in the first row, and there was another flash of yellow light in the air.
But the soldiers of the Black Sand Territory still stood in the air, looking at each other in astonishment.
The invisible barrier is still in effect.
The third row, the fourth row...more and more soldiers bumped into the front row.
Screams, scolds, and groans kept coming back and forth.
Some soldiers stabbed the air with their swords, some joined forces and clashed with their shields, and some crossbowmen even wound up the string as tight as possible and fired an arrow.
But apart from the repeated blooms of yellow awns in the air, it has almost no effect.
Some soldiers tried to go left and right to bypass this inexplicable barrier, but when they touched the palace wall, they were shocked to find that the strange barrier still existed.
They were still tightly blocked in front of Nikolai, stopping three meters away.
Can't move forward even an inch.
Watching the carriage getting further and further away.
The Fallen Star looked at all this coldly and snorted softly.
The figures of Earl Levan and Urad appeared in the crowd. They were both shocked when they looked at the strange shadow barrier.
"What's going on?" Ulad frowned, confused.
Count Levan even reached out his hand to touch the barrier.
The next moment, Count Levan looked at the knife in Nicolai's hand, thought of something, and his face turned pale: "This is -"
Nicolai, who was holding the Soul-Destroying Blade, sneered and showed a thumbs up to them, then slowly flipped the gesture and turned his thumb to the ground.
And Thales' carriage had stopped unknowingly.
Except for the indifferent-looking White Blade Guards, almost everyone, including Cohen, Miranda, Putilai, and Raphael, were looking at the scene behind them in surprise.
"No way," Putilai was shocked and dumbfounded: "Could it be that..."
They were just like that, either surprised, stunned, or confused, staring at Nicolai blankly.
Look at him alone, sealing countless Black Sand Army soldiers behind him.
"That's..." Thales looked at Nikolai's feat of reversing the situation by himself, and his eyes widened: "What is it?"
The little slippery man answered him.
"The Soul-Destroying Blade," the little slipper murmured, with a face filled with astonishment: "It turns out the legend is true..."
Thales was stunned.
legend?
I saw the little Hua Tou turn his head, the excitement on his face could not be suppressed: "Three hundred years ago, King Nightwing was unstoppable and captured Longxiao City in one fell swoop. However, he encountered the defenders in front of the Palace of Heroes and the First City Gate.
Most, the army-breaker, should have been exhausted and unable to recover, but he still managed to keep the palace gate intact and protect the last Walton bloodline!"
Little Hua Tou took a deep breath: "So, the Army Breaker can single-handedly conquer the city and resist thousands of armies. This is how it works!"
Thales was shocked.
He raised his eyebrows: "Single-handed suppression...what?"
The little slipper looked at Nikolai's back, his expression slowly changed from longing to memory, and then to exclamation: "According to legend, at the most dangerous moment, the Army Breaker awakened the strategic-level legendary anti-magic weapon - Broken Soul
Blade!"
Thales was slightly startled: "Strategic level?"
"Dead Soul," Little Huantou nodded excitedly. At that moment, there was no longer any fear on her face, as if she had found the most beautiful dessert: "It can obey the user's will and block everything!"
Thales blinked.
blockade?
everything?
Little Hua Tou's excited words continued: "It is said that as long as the soul-breaking blade resonates strongly enough with the user..."
"It is said that as long as the user of the Soul-Severing Blade does not care about the cost, no matter what..."
"It is said that as long as his life is tough enough, his will is firm enough, and his strength is strong enough..."
"It is said that as long as you do this..."
The girl turned her head, her eyes shining with excitement: "Then even the long and endless border between Exeter and the Kingdom of Stars - the Soul-Severing Blade can block every inch without missing a beat!"
"A drop of water can't come out, but a piece of feather can't come out!"
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Thales opened his mouth wide in surprise, his eyes constantly moving back and forth between the little naughty little face and Nicolai's back.
What?
blockade……
Between Exeter and the Stars...
National border?
While Thales was confused, Little Slippery lowered his head.
"That's it, that's it..."
She took a deep breath and whispered a few lines of ancient Northland poetry:
"The king of night spreads his wings, and the dead knock on the door."
"The angry king is dead, and the dragon's veins are all cold."
"Hope is gone, blood is gone."
After the miserable poem, the girl looked at the pursuers who were stopped in front of Nikolai, and read out the last sentence in a daze: