The sky was still red, and the strong firelight blocked the night sky that was supposed to be full of stars. As time passed by, Allen and the others waited patiently, and their mood gradually became nervous.
Finally, midnight has arrived!
Sure enough, the wave of blood servants began to gradually increase, one wave higher than the other, and it came fiercely! The four square formations of the Knights Templar appeared to be crumbling in this black storm, as if they would be torn apart and swallowed up by the black tide in the next moment.
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Allen and others were watching from a distance, and they were frightened. I really don’t know how the soldiers fighting on the front line felt at this moment. Allen secretly prayed for them, and suddenly, he himself was frightened again.
Shocked. He was actually worried about the safety of the Knights Templar?
You know, when Allen was still young, he learned that it was the Knights Templar that led to the death of his mother and the disappearance of his father. It may be because the vampires have no concept of family, and the vampires are naturally hostile to humans.
Everyone is their master, so Allen doesn't have much hatred for the Knights Templar, but he definitely doesn't have the slightest affection for them.
Now, after all, Allen has spent these years in human society, and under the guidance of Edith since childhood, he does not have the arrogance of other vampires who regard humans as food, nor does he have any additional aversion to humans.
In addition, in these years, Allen has been in human society, and he has discovered that human society
In fact, he is more friendly, tolerant and accepting of him, and he is happier than before. He can't help but have a certain sense of identity in his heart. After witnessing the disaster caused by the blood disaster, he inevitably has a feeling for the vampires in his heart.
Exclusion, the sense of self-identity as a vampire has also been shaken.
While Allen was thinking wildly, the phalanx in front gradually wavered, many light spots went out, and casualties appeared! Finally, after holding on for most of the night, the gap between the phalanx on the far left was finally washed away by the wave of blood servants.
An opening opened, and in an instant, hundreds of blood servants rushed out.
"Are we leaving?" Alan asked nervously.
"No! That direction on the left is the defense area of the first and second teams. Our seventh team is responsible for the right wing of the front." Kevin replied calmly.
Sure enough, two cavalry squads numbering close to a hundred people came out of the forest and headed straight to the left flank of the battlefield. These cavalry leaders were all Templar Knights, and dozens of them had holy light emanating from their bodies. Surprisingly, they were all at the rank of non-commissioned officers.
Master! And every
Behind the team were some less glorious cavalry, who were probably people who came for reinforcements. The two teams did not meet up. On the contrary, they went their separate ways. When the two teams of cavalry charged, they pulled out a beautiful
Pincer offensive!
The two cavalry squads were like two sharp knives, piercing into the pile of hundreds of blood servants. Although there were many chaotic blood servants, how could they withstand the charge of the well-trained cavalry? After a while, the two cavalry squads broke through the pile.
A group of blood servants, and then two cavalry squads turned their horses around after breaking through and fought back again!
Soon, hundreds of blood servants were cut into pieces by these two sharp knives like a piece of cheese, then divided and surrounded, and were quickly eaten away.
Allen had never seen a large-scale war. Looking at the smooth battle of the Knights Templar, he was amazed that this was how the war was played. He couldn't help but ask: "How many cavalry squads are there in total?"
"Eight. Two on the left wing, the center with the widest front, four arranged, and two on the right wing, arranged in a fan shape. Our seventh and eighth teams are responsible for guarding the right wing." Kevin answered quickly, obviously a battle-hardened warrior.
, very experienced.
When Allen heard this, he was shocked again. These eight teams included more than 500 sergeant-level masters. With such a large number of sergeant-level seeds, over the years, there is no telling how many top-level experts will be promoted! You know,
This is just the Templars
A legion of the Holy Light Regiment, and the Knights Templar are far from the full power of the Holy Light Holy See. What Allen saw tonight was just the tip of the iceberg! The Holy Light Holy See is really terrifying! No wonder his father was known as the number one vampire.
This is the only way to end up.
While thinking about it, a knight on a white horse appeared on the battlefield. The man was wearing a white robe without any armor and holding a staff. The man's whole body was covered in golden light. From a distance, it looked like he was lighting up the dark battlefield.
There was a light. The man quickly ran towards the Templars.
Fighting the phalanx, with a finger of the staff, a ray of light actually fell from the sky, and instantly illuminated the gap in the phalanx. The blood servants who were illuminated by the light instantly burned themselves. At the same time, the light of the legion phalanx became stronger, and instantly
He pushed back the tide of blood servants and closed the gap.
"Is this the legendary priest?" This was the first time Allen saw the sight of casting a spell.
"If I guess correctly, it's Colonel Eric. Battle Chaplain." Kevin replied.
A colonel is comparable to a first-class earl. Allen was surprised, and secretly guessed at the same time, what level should the commander of the legion be? But he didn't ask, these things were too far away from him.
At this time, Allen and his party gradually relaxed. They were originally worried and uneasy. The brutal fighting they imagined did not seem so serious now. With their veteran war experience in the Holy Light Holy See and the escort of the colonel's master, it seemed quite stable.
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But the night was long, and time passed by minute by second. After about half an hour passed, the phalanx in the middle was broken through again!
This time, the number of blood servants rushing out was even greater! It felt like there were thousands of them. They were densely packed and black, and they were rushing towards them in a large area.
The Templar Knights reacted quickly, and two more teams of knights rushed out. Two pincer-shaped sharp knives charged, cutting the blood servants into pieces.
Allen was wondering why there were not four teams of cavalry attacking in the middle. When he was about to ask, he saw that the two teams of cavalry did not surround these blood servants after galloping, but moved quickly to gather together, organize their formation, and quickly evacuated the battlefield. At this time,
At the same time, the other two groups of cavalry in the middle have already moved out.
A burst of charge trampled the blood servants who were already in chaos, and then immediately turned their horses' heads to rush back and forth. At this time, the other two teams of cavalry who had just withdrawn from the battlefield turned back to fight, and four teams of cavalry completely surrounded the blood servants.
The situation is over, and all that's left is chopping melons and vegetables.
The rhythm of this round of attacks is really wonderful! Not only are there pincer cuts, but there are also cavalry charging in groups repeatedly. This is not a war, but an art! Allen is hooked to watch it.
"Awesome!" Allen praised.
"Is this your first time on the battlefield?" Kevin asked.
"What's wrong?" Allen asked.
"Nothing." Kevin said, and then stopped talking.
Seeing Kevin's reaction, Allen suddenly felt a little uneasy...