A few more hours have passed... The Templar melee phalanx in the middle has been repeatedly broken through by the tide of blood servants several times. The white horse knight whom Kevin calls Colonel Eric has been running back and forth all night, putting out fires everywhere.
The holy light he released was getting weaker and weaker, and it looked exhausted from a distance. The four cavalry squads in the middle
They were dispatched the most frequently. After several charges, they were already exhausted. Their armors were damaged and they were covered in blood. And their result was the corpses of thousands of blood servants left on the ground. However, in the face of the bloody battles ahead, they were still advancing.
In the sea of servants, this number of corpses of blood servants seems insignificant and makes people feel powerless.
After a while, Allen also witnessed with his own eyes these Templar knights attack some patients who were attacked by blood servants and seriously injured and difficult to treat. Even from a long distance, the wailing, screaming, and begging for mercy were still loud and clear.
The hidden appearance is really a bit unbearable to look at and makes people sigh.
After several battles, the four cavalry squads in the middle had suffered more than half of their casualties. The fallen horses and the flesh and blood corpses on the ground merged with the earth in the dark night. Not to mention the heavy losses of the Templars, the mercenaries who came for reinforcements
The miscellaneous army composed of local garrison troops was almost completely lost, with not much left.
Only now can Allen realize what Kevin just said. War is indeed extremely cruel, especially the tide-like army of blood servants in front of him. When will it end? Sure enough, only those who have never experienced war will have a negative attitude toward war.
Have beautiful visions...
I don’t know if it was luck, but the right wing of the phalanx had remained motionless and rock-steady throughout the night. However, even so, Allen and others were feeling more nervous than before. At the beginning
After the relief subsided, they witnessed everything that had happened before. At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with mixed feelings.
This damn night is so long!
Time continued to pass, and the distant east gradually became white. Just when Allen thought that this difficult night was about to pass, the right wing of the phalanx suddenly collapsed!
After holding on for a full eleven hours, the right wing phalanx, which had always been as firm as a rock, was instantly overwhelmed by the tide of blood servants!
In an instant, hundreds of light points were extinguished, and hundreds of lives were sacrificed in an instant! Nearly half of the melee phalanx on the far right was lost at once!
The surging blood servants spurted out like a tide! In just a few seconds, the number had exceeded a thousand!
"Get ready for battle!!!" Kevin was startled and shouted loudly.
The 8th Cavalry Squadron, which was further to the right, had already started charging, and dozens of cavalrymen rushed out of the forest in an instant!
Allen's mind went blank. He didn't have time to think too much. He quickly put on his helmet and followed Kevin on horseback.
"Charge!!!" Kevin shouted loudly, the power of the Holy Light burst out of him, and he reined in his horse and charged out first!
After a while, the seventh team also launched a charge. Allen rode closely behind the Templars in front and charged together.
Bang! The cavalry team crashed into the tide of blood servants, and immediately knocked the densely packed blood servants out of the way. Allen held two swords and slashed left and right randomly, and every time he struck, the knife penetrated the flesh.
The sharp knives composed of two cavalrymen cut into the crowd of blood servants head-on. However, since there were only two cavalry squads, the collapse of the right wing was a bit sudden, and too many blood servants rushed out. Inevitably, the sharp knives were like piercing into the thick mud.
, the further forward the greater the resistance, and in the end it is no longer possible! The hard battle begins!
Less than two hundred knights faced thousands of blood servants. After being unable to completely break through, the two teams of cavalry were surrounded by a large number of blood servants. Gradually, under the crazy attack of the blood servants who were not afraid of death,
, the cavalry fell off their horses one after another, and the battle turned into a chaotic fight.
The right wing is in danger!
After the horse was injured, Allen rolled and fell from the horse. He was already fast and reacted in time. He waved his swords wildly and slashed the blood servants around him. Fortunately, his armor was strong and he was attacked by the blood servants several times.
Even though he fell down, he managed to stand up and fight bloody again.
"Cut their necks! These blood servants are hard to kill!"
"Gather! Brothers who fell from their horses, gather together!"
"Back to back! The brothers with the Holy Light are in front!"
On the chaotic battlefield, commands, calls to kill, and screams came and went...
Allen gasped for air and swung his swords, using his daily accumulated combat experience to the extreme. Every blow could accurately cut the blood servant's throat. His back was tightly pressed against other knights in silver armor, a group of people back to back,
They stayed together to the death.
The soldiers of the Knights Templar were all glowing with golden light, charging forward risklessly and blocking the outermost perimeter.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the sound of killing gradually stopped...
Allen knelt quietly. He was exhausted and panting. The armor on his body was full of damage and dents. The armor was mixed with flesh and blood, dripping with blood. It was all the blood of the blood servant. He looked at his hands silently.
One of the two swords on the top has been broken long ago
, the other sword blade was full of gaps. Allen's eyes were already red. If it weren't for the armor and mask, he would have been regarded as a vampire by everyone. But Allen himself didn't know it. Just when he was about to faint,
A pair of tender hands supported him.
"Are you okay?..." Tina's voice sounded in her ear.
After more than ten minutes, Allen finally woke up, and the blood in his eyes faded. He asked feebly: "How are you now?..." In such a chaotic fight, Allen had no idea what was happening around him.
All are undetectable.
"If it hadn't been for a cavalry team from the middle to come to the rescue, we would have been in dire danger." Tina lamented and said.
"Jack?...What happened to him!?" Alan asked anxiously.
Allen quickly came to Jack's side. At this time, William was silently beside him. He saw Jack falling to the ground, with a shocking gash in his neck. Blood was pouring out, injuring his trachea!
"Cough...cough...I didn't expect that I was in trouble this time..." Jack struggled to speak with his injured throat.
"Stop talking..." William said very sadly.
"Ahem...hurry...send me...on the road..." Jack coughed and requested very reluctantly.
"Have a good trip, brother!" William said painfully.
With a determined look on his face, William stabbed Jack's throat with his sword and cut off his head.
The three of them looked at their companion's head on the ground and were silent for a while. They all felt sad and bowed their heads in silence.
Jack is usually a loner and doesn't have much contact with everyone. However, in just half a day of interaction, everyone recognized this reliable man. Unexpectedly, in just half a day, he would say goodbye forever.
"Is this war? This damn bloody disaster!" Allen was extremely angry.