, The fastest update to the latest chapter of the Alien Knights! Twilight in the west, the eastern line of defense.

Swinging his big sword, he slashed down, panting, Alfonso cut the bone spur on the foot into two parts.

Standing staggering and staggering, Alfonso looked around, the smoke of gunpowder drifted across the battlefield, and the corpses of knights, soldiers, dead spirits, and war horses covered the entire earth.

"Mervin! Bennett! Corleone!"

Alfonso opened his eyes soaked in blood and called those familiar names in a hoarse voice.

No one answered.

"Save effort, stop shouting."

A guard knight with a silver dragon emblem engraved on his armor, clutching the wound in his abdomen, slowly walked to Alfonso's side and lifted his mask.

Alfonso recognized the beautiful face under the mask, Dion, the royal guard knight.

Dion covered his wound, sat tremblingly on a shield on the ground, and said to Alfonso: "Mervin United and Benitet United were all killed, and there are only two followers of Corleone United. The knight is still alive, and all the others have died."

Alfonso was stunned for a while, and then asked Dion, "You are the guard knight of the royal city, why did you run onto the battlefield?"

Dieng, who had affected the wound, grinned and said: "The battle on the front line is tense. Except for a few guards who are responsible for guarding the treasure house, everyone else in the royal city supports the defense line."

"Not only us, but also Lord Emerson, Prime Minister of the Kingdom, took volunteers on the wall to assist in the defense."

After Dion finished speaking, he raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at Alfonso, pointed to the latter's left shoulder and said: "Your here...yes, here..."

Alfonso lowered his head, only to find that half of the bone spur had been stuck in his shoulder, which he didn't even notice.

Grasping the outer edge of the bone spur, Alfonso pulled it hard.

Blood flowed from the gap in the dragon bone armor, but Alfonso did not feel the pain.

The prolonged, high-intensity battle gradually paralyzed Alfonso's pain nerve, repeating the attack like a machine.

Alfonso looked into the distance of the battlefield. The blood-colored sky was full of thick haze, and the faint light was hidden in the darkness. No matter how hard he tried, he could never see the end of the horizon.

"This is the first few attacks of the undead today?"

Hearing Alfonso’s question, Dion frowned, recalling, "Sixth time? Seventh time? Is there a difference? They will come again anyway."

Alfonso looked back in the direction of the city wall and said to Dion, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

Dion pointed to the wound in his abdomen and smiled helplessly at Alfonso.

The latter sighed, squatted down, supported the injured Dion with his arms, and walked slowly towards the city wall.

Along the way, Alfonso kept finding some surviving knights and soldiers. However, all these survivors together, there are still less than a hundred people.

On this road leading to the eastern defense line, corpses can be seen everywhere, some of them are humans, some of them are sacred troops, but more of them belong to the undead.

Mud, blood, stumps, and weapons were mixed together, turning the original plain into a muddy, horrifying and terrifying land.

Alfonso, who was walking on the road, stepped on the remains of unknown creatures and saw the dead body of a fortress in the middle of the road.

This behemoth tens of meters high fell to the ground motionless. The inside of its body has been destroyed and it looks like half of the ghost's corpse is stuck in the huge mouth of the abyss, which must be the reason for its final demise.

Going further, there were more and more corpses less than 50 meters away from the city wall, and there were even more corpses to the extent that they had nowhere to go.

Facing the bone pits in front of these corpse mountains, Alfonso supported Dion and had to bypass the section of the city wall directly opposite the main road, and walked into the base camp of the defense line from the bottom of the corner tower on the side.

Before entering the barracks, Alfonso and Dion suddenly heard crying.

Alfonso, who suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, quickened his pace and stepped into the gate of the barracks.

Among the many weeping citizens, Cumberland, covered in blood, was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Beside him, a corpse covered in white cloth was placed on the ground.

Cumberland looked forward blankly, hands full of dust and blood on his knees, trying to suppress the grief in his heart.

Alfonso let go of Dion, staring at the corpse on the ground covered with white cloth, and asked Mary, Queen of the Holy Acropolis not far away, "Could it be...?"

Mary, who still had tears on her cheeks, nodded to Alfonso and said, "It's Lord Emerson..."

Alfonso took a breath and closed his eyes in pain.

Cumberland's hands were tightly pinched on his knees, his joints were white because of extreme force, and his sorrowful voice was low and hoarse: "You old turtle who always shrinks in a shell... why do you want to rush at that time? Go up!"

At this moment, the pale-faced Adjutant Cumberland quickly ran out from the rear of the barracks.

He first glanced at the distraught Cumberland, then walked quickly to Alfonso's side, and said tremblingly: "My lord... a news came from the front line just now."

Alfonso: "What news?"

Adjutant: "The southern line of defense... is lost."

Alfonso's body trembled slightly, and for a while he forgot to speak.

The adjutant continued: "The remaining Holy Religious Army has moved to the last line of defense of the Royal City. Their commander has just contacted and asked us to abandon the Eastern Front and join them."

After Alfonso was shocked, he just wanted to say something.

Suddenly, in the sky outside the barracks, a dazzling white light illuminates most of the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth came from the south of Twilight City. The ground began to vibrate slightly, and the stones and dust splashed into the air.

Cumberland stood up slowly, raised his head and looked south.

In the distant sky, a huge fiery cloud of fire rose slowly.

Cumberland turned his head back and looked at the adjutant with a panic face. He had guessed what happened in his heart.

"Alfonso de Cabo, come here." Cumberland said as he walked towards the depths of the barracks: "I have a task to give you."

Following Cumberland, Alfonso said, "There is..."

Cumberland turned around and interrupted him: "Needless to say, I know. I ask you, how many subordinates do you have?"

Alfonso was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly.

Cumberland sighed slightly and continued: "I want you to **** these citizens and Queen Mary to the city safely."

Alfonso asked suspiciously: "Anyone can do this kind of task..."

Cumberland sullenly shouted, "This is an order! The kingdom has just lost a prime minister today. Do you still want to see another queen in misfortune?!"

Alfonso looked at Cumberland with an angry face, lowered his head and said slowly: "Oh, yes."

Looking at the knight in front of him, Cumberland's face slowly softened.

The old knight slowly took out a golden badge from the armor on his chest.

On the front of the badge, on the shading of the umbrella pattern, a black dragon and a knight shield are engraved.

On the back of the badge, there is a knight's motto that Alfonso couldn't be more familiar with-honor is my life.

Under Alfonso's startled gaze, Cumberland removed the badge from his neck and put it into his hand.

"The Knights need a large captain."

Cumberland stared into Alfonso's eyes and said in a deep voice, "No one is more suitable for it than you."

Alfonso opened his eyes, and quickly opened his mouth to shirk.

Cumberland clenched his fist involuntarily, and shouted in a low voice, "This is also an order!"