The Knights of the North Island, the Minister's House.

The tall body of the deputy head Jerry was lying on the cold masonry ground, and the whole person fell into a deep coma, and his whole body was as red as a fire.

Beside little Jerry, Edgar patted his face vigorously and shouted: "Silly big guy! Stupid big guy! Wake up!"

The door of the house was pushed open at this moment. Lev, a soldier of the Knights of the North Island, limped in with a hand-axe stained with blood on his waist, carrying a basin of ice water.

"In order to kill the enemy as much as possible, the deputy commander has used the ability of "Rage" several times and has entered a state of physical exhaustion." Lev knelt down, drew a cloth towel and threw it to Edgar: "Now we must find a way to help him. Cool down, or he will soon become a lunatic in the constant high fever."

Lev looked at Edgar's anxious expression and added: "I've seen the Berserker die slowly after getting sick. It doesn't look good."

Edgar with flushed eyes picked up the wet wipes, wiped the blood-stained body of little Jerry vigorously, choked and said, "He will be fine."

Lev picked up another wet wipe, wiped Jerry's wounded lower abdomen, and said calmly: "The doctrines of the gods tell us not to be afraid of death. When life comes to an end, the balance of fate will wait. With the arrival of everyone. Whether it is a king or a slave, everyone will be judged, the good will enter the sanctuary, and the wicked will fall into ghosts."

Edgar sniffed hard, and asked Lev, "How is it outside?"

"The enemy's offensive has temporarily stopped, but it is only temporarily. They are preparing for the next attack." Lev wrung out the warm towel, re-dampened it with cold water, and continued: "Two hundred and twenty Six brothers, there are still 109 people left. The corpses piled up at the regiment gate are like hills. Some are our people, some are enemies, but too many corpses are too broken, it’s difficult. Identify it."

Edgar asked in a low mood: "Can we win?"

Lev shrugged and said nonchalantly: "In this battle, we had the upper hand. Speaking of will and belief, no one can compare to the soldiers of the North Island... But the enemy’s explosives and muskets destroyed Without the body of the brothers, no matter how strong the will is, there is no use for it."

Edgar shook his head: "So you mean, we will lose in the end?"

Lev said calmly: "Is there a difference? If I can win, I will still die in decades; if I lose, I just reach the sanctuary earlier."

Edgar was about to speak when there was an explosion and gunfire from outside the house, interrupting his words.

Lev threw the towel into the basin, took the beloved hand axe from his waist, smiled and said to Edgar: "Goodbye, my brother, the door of the sanctuary has been opened, and the balance of destiny is waving to me. I have to go one step ahead..."

Seeing Lev's delighted face and relaxed tone when he left, Edgar knelt on the ground, clutching Jerry's arm, shaking all over.

There were explosions one after another, and gunfire gradually approached the house.

Edgar wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, grabbed the dagger and shield from the ground, and struggled to get up, trying to walk out.

A big hand grabbed his ankle, and a low voice came from the ground.

"Help me up."

Edgar looked down, and the frail little Jerry opened his eyes and was staring at the door.

Gritting his teeth, Edgar squatted down, struggling to help Jerry up.

The two stumbled out the door and came to the square where the Knights of the North Island were located.

A large number of mercenaries holding huge shields formed a solid shield wall and slowly walked towards the survivors of the North Island Knights.

Behind the shield wall, a group of insurgents armed with muskets fired continuously at the opposite side through the gap.

The warriors of the Knights of the North Island, facing an enemy ten times as large as their own, took off the armour that was in the way, picked up their weapons, shouted the names of the gods, laughed, and committed suicide against the enemy line on the opposite side. Style attack.

After a burst of random spears, the deputy head Jerry looked at the fallen brothers and siblings and let out a painful roar. He picked up a two-handed axe on the ground and dragged a heavy step towards the enemy.

"It's him! It's that monster!"

Someone in the enemy line recognized little Jerry's figure and uttered a cry of fear.

A musketeer hurriedly turned the weapon in his hand to the direction of Jerry, blew up the fire in his hand, and leaned toward the fire rope.

Looking at the dark muzzles, Edgar, anxiously waving his arms, yelled to little Jerry: "Silly big guy! Come back!"

Facing the tide of enemy troops, little Jerry's footsteps did not stop. He accelerated his pace and rushed forward, while looking back at his brother, his face showed the harmless smile of humans and animals a long time ago.

Tears burst into Edgar's eyes, and he fell to the ground, with only endless despair in his eyes.

At this moment, a clear cry came from the sky, and dozens of huge figures swiftly passed over the city and began to dive down from high altitude.

With the sound of the bowstring breaking through the air, the rainy arrows fell into the enemy's formation, reaping large swaths of life in an instant.

After the arrow rain, in the dim firelight, a huge griffon, flapping its huge wings, stirred up a gust of wind, and appeared over the camp of the North Island Knights.

A dark elf with a dark complexion jumped from the back of the Griffin. Before landing, the bow in his hand was constantly shaking, and arrows containing bursting flames fell on the enemy. In the middle, there was a huge explosion again and again.

A strong orc nearly two meters high jumped directly into the shield wall from another griffon. He waved the mace that was approximately the size of a normal human body and slammed it madly at the enemies around him. The sound of broken shields, broken bones, and screams suddenly sounded.

Those heavy infantry armed with huge shields, as long as they touch the mace, are like a kite with a broken line.

In the dark night sky, several werewolves with hidden figures jumped down. They followed the top of the house and quietly came to the enemy's back formation, then used the chaos to jump into the musket team, and finally reaped their lives with their sharp giant claws and sharp wolf mouths. In a moment, the enemy's formation was messed up into a mess of sand.

Then, lizardmen, tauren, harpymen, dwarves...one after another creatures that only appeared in myths and legends landed in the camp of the North Island Knights.

There were fewer than fifty people among these alien races suddenly participating in the war, but facing an army of nearly a thousand mercenaries and rebels, they actually showed an overwhelming advantage and completely reversed the entire battle.

That group of improvised rebels, facing this monster-like army, couldn't raise the slightest heart of resistance at all, dropped their weapons, and was defeated.

Edgar and Little Jerry looked at an elf woman with long ears. They gathered a ball of fire with both hands and blasted an enemy truck not far away into fragments in the sky. They were dumbfounded and couldn't believe their eyes. .

Above the two of them, a silver-haired Valkyrie wearing a close-fitting riding armor and a feather crown, slowly descended on a griffon.

Little Jerry saw the appearance of the visitor~lightnovelpub.net~ with a smile on his face, and shouted: "Large Commander!"

Evie looked at the devastation in the camp. Angrily, she grabbed the spear in her hand and ordered loudly: "Those who can still move in the camp, stand up for me! Take your weapons and take this group of uninvited people. Asshole, kill them all for me!"

Ackerman, holding a war bow, stretched the bowstring and shot an arrow. After the arrow penetrated the breastplates of two heavy infantrymen, he continued to pierce the forehead of a Musketeer.

He yelled to the crusaders around him: "The orc squad forward! The werewolf squad circled the back! Tauren and lizardman, guard the left and right flank! The elves entered the center of the array and attacked the resisting enemy forces. !"

Evie put her finger on her mouth and whistled, and then said: "The second and third teams of the Valkyrie, return to the fleet, and continue to transport the rest of the Crusade soldiers to the city! The first team, follow I come!"

Soon, this army composed of the Valkyrie, the Crusades, and North Island fighters rushed into the streets of Muxi City, defeated all the enemies that appeared in front of them, and began to march in the direction of the port area.