Seeing the Rose Knight and the Bretonnian knights fearlessly rushing towards Gul, the commander of the undead army, Talinnam was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. In fact, he didn't care who won the battle, he would do it himself
I came here and participated in this terrible war just for Lord Bertol and the woman in my heart.
Now, Bertolt is nowhere to be found, and Innia and Duke Quinaris charge suicidally. Talinnam feels that his world is torn apart. He knows that he can't save the Rose Knight, let alone Duke Tancred.
What a powerful undead warrior Gul is. The Chaos Warrior that existed thousands of years ago has not lost any strength after being resurrected. In front of it, like those Bretonnian knights who overestimate their own abilities, I will only be defeated.
Cut in two. Not to mention, his own hand... Talinnam felt that his arm was almost out of control, as if he had lost consciousness.
But, Innia... is she going to die like this?
Not far away, Gul, the commander of the undead army, swung his ax again, and knocked away three Bretonnian militiamen with one blow. The broken torso, shield and weapons were thrown into the air like garbage, and then fell with a clatter, and there were screams.
The smell of death is lingering on the battlefield.
Innia...can't...you can't die like this!
Relying entirely on faith, Talinnam forced his body and walked towards the place of death.
There, Duke Tancred of Quinaris was already fighting with the undead commander Gul, and the unicorn neighed in pain. The noble elf war horse was pressed alive by the undead creature...
A harsh buzzer sounded, and the ax wielded by Gul, the commander of the undead army, hit the shield of Duke Tancred of Quinaris. For a moment, the shield was shattered and people flew away. The extremely strong shield of the Duke was in the undead army.
It was torn to pieces under the battle axe, and the Grand Duke himself was knocked down by the thundering chop.
Tancred was almost killed by the battle ax of Gul, the commander of the undead army. However, at the critical moment, a black horse covered in skull armor broke into the battlefield and violently crashed into the commander of the undead army.
Despite his powerful strength, Gul was still driven back half a step by the sudden charge. The horse roared past, and a knight covered in blood suddenly appeared behind the horse. Talinnam's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Well, that brave and fearless knight is not a knight from Bretonnia, but a free knight from the city-state of Tilea - Inia Calradia St. Calvin!
"No!"
"Innia, don't do this!"
"Please!"
"You're going to die!"
Dragging his half-broken body to the edge of the decisive battle, Talinnam shouted heartbreakingly. However, no one would pay attention to the cry of a squire. The knights of Bretonnia would not, in the face of absolutely powerful force,
Chivalry and honor are gone. No one cares about the life or death of a foreigner from a foreign land.
In this way, Innia stood in front of the commander of the undead army in the posture of a mortal knight.
The dark battle ax passed by, sparking black fire. Innia dodged with difficulty, and the Moorish Holy Sword Raven Sword in her hand struck Gul's arms. However, the undead commander reacted faster, and before the Knight of the Rose,
Before the counterattack arrived, Black Ax blocked it.
The Raven Sword violently collided with the Dark Axe, and the crisp sound of weapon strikes was heard in the air. The recoil shook Innia to the point of falling. The Rose Knight's blow with all his strength failed to cause any damage to Gul. On the contrary,
Yes, the undead commander just made an ordinary block, and Innia felt tremendous pressure.
The breath of death exuding from the undead commander corroded her and all living creatures around her every moment. The Grand Duke Tancred was lying on the ground dying, his armor was shattered, and half of his arms were broken.
Almost separated from the body, blood flowed out from the gaps in the armor.
God bless Bretonnia...
The Grand Duke muttered in a low voice, but could no longer get up.
The clear sound of weapons hitting was heard in the air again, and the Rose Knight once again fought with Gul, the commander of the undead army. It was not a fight, but it was better to say that Gul was just toying with this knight who did not know his own abilities. She was very beautiful.
Beauty is a woman, and no woman has ever dared to stand in front of her. The dark battle ax whizzed past, forming a whirlwind of death above Innia's head. Innia rolled to avoid it, and when she got up, she stabbed horizontally, gorgeous
The long sword pierced Gul's back directly.
However, when the tip of the sword touched the armor of the commander of the undead army, Innia suddenly realized. She discovered that the enemy's power was too powerful. The ornately decorated armor was so strong that it was as easy to cut iron as clay.
The raven sword failed to penetrate the armor, leaving only a shallow dent on the surface of the armor.
"No mortal can defeat me."
The low whispers of the dead linger in the air.
In an instant, the commander of the undead army raised his armor-covered hands and knocked away the brave Rose Knight.
I felt my eyes go dark, and Innia was knocked away like garbage, and her blood spurted out in a sad arc.
"No! No! No..."
Talinnam was hysterical. The sky seemed to be torn apart, and the rain turned into blood-red blood and fell from the sky.
Innia...Innia...
He chanted the name of the Rose Knight... dragging his half-broken body towards her.
Charles, Berto... Damn it! Where are you?
Lady of the Lake, if you can hear my prayer, please, please help me!
Please give me strength...save me, save Inya, save these people of Bretonnia...I serve you sincerely! I devote all my piety to you...
Talinnam prayed hysterically, and after reciting, he headed towards the direction of the undead commander.
He saw the monster, which was much taller than a mortal. Gul's sunken eye sockets ignited with cold flames. He laughed ferociously like a bloodthirsty butcher...
He grabbed the human female knight who was stained red with blood on the ground, and slashed down with the dark battle ax of the undead commander.
However, at this moment, the leader of the undead army caught a glimpse of a strange light from the corner of his eye. It was an extremely hot golden light. It was like the sun on the ground, illuminating the dying people...
"For the Lady of the Lake!"
A desperate cry came from the mouth of an unknown soldier, and the dazzling golden light shot out even Gul couldn't help but raise his hands to block it.
The next second, the dark battle ax collided with an ordinary silver sword, creating a brilliant red and blue fire.
The powerful impact even knocked Gul back a step. It raised its battle ax and prepared to fight back, but saw a group of figures wrapped in golden light. Until the silver sword struck across the sky again, Gul
Only then did he see clearly that he was an ordinary human warrior. Not even a knight... just a warrior...
Blood and tears intertwined on Talinnam's face. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented power pouring into his body, like a rushing spring of life, dispelling all fatigue and pain, healing his wounds and his broken arm.
, the armor seemed to be wrapped with an extremely hard shield. The angry attack knocked Gul back repeatedly.
Under the heavy rain, Talinnam fought bloody battles on the pile of dead people with one man and one sword. With his mortal body, he resisted the commander of the undead army. Every blow spread with extremely gorgeous golden light.
The dazzling light even illuminated the battlefield for several kilometers around...
"This is impossible……"
"It's true! The Chosen Son of God!"
"Damn it! Aren't you ashamed? Let an unknown person rush in front of you?"
"I will live and die with Bretonnia!"
Knight captain Barak wiped the blood on his sword and rushed into the decisive battle resolutely.
More and more Bretonnian knights drew their swords in chagrin and regret, and returned to the battlefield without hesitation.
The glorious battle flag was flying again, "For Bretonnia! For the Lady of the Lake!" On the bloody battlefield, the deafening roars of the knights rang out...