- Tap to hit them. "

"Yes." The knight commander nodded. When the rain becomes heavier, it is the signal to attack.

"Tap tap...

The horse's hooves stepped on the wet grass, bringing up drops of water, the heavy breathing of the knights, and the atmosphere suddenly became very serious.

Archbishop Yade narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the rain ahead, heard the sound of horseshoes, and said coldly, "What are those guys going to do?"

The great knight Noel wiped off the rainwater from his forehead, frowned and said, "It seems to be delivering a message or something."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Archbishop Yard said with a gloomy face.

The great knight Noel immediately became nervous and asked, "Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

"Let the knights get ready, and retreat if the situation is wrong." Archbishop Yade said in a deep voice, the mottled wrinkles on his face now looked deeper.

"Yes." The great knight Noel immediately responded.

More than half an hour later, the rain began to get heavier, from the original drizzle to the torrential rain.

"Come on." The knight commander shouted.

The great Celtic knight pulled the reins, turned his horse's head and raised his sword, and ordered loudly, "Catch that old guy Yade alive, and kill all the others."

All the knights raised their swords and their morale rose against the rain, saying, "Kill!

kill! "

"Tread...

Four thousand knights held their spears and rushed towards Archbishop Yade and the others aggressively.

Grand Knight Noel looked at the Knights of the Flandre Empire in panic, and said with a pale face, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...they broke the contract."

... Archbishop Yade said viciously, the worst premonition experience. "Your Majesty, what shall we do?" the great knight Noel asked eagerly, he had long lost the prestige of the great knights of the past, and looked very much like those novice knights who had just entered the battlefield.

"Scatter, sprinkle it immediately." Archbishop Yade scolded.

"Yes."

The great knight Noel turned his head and raised his voice to order, "Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

"Zi Ming...

"Tap tap....

Archbishop Yade and the great knight Noel pulled the reins and turned around to leave. For a while, the neighing of war horses and the sound of horseshoes treading water could be heard endlessly.

The knight gripped his horse's belly, rushed to the side of the Celtic knight, and reported, "My lord, they are starting to run away."

"Fast forward, we can't let them run away today anyway." Celtic Grand Knight ordered.

"Yes." The knight responded immediately.

"Come on! Our reinforcements are right behind." The Celtic knight shouted loudly. "Yes!" The knights responded in unison, and it was even more satisfying to hear that there were reinforcements.Looking down from the sky, four thousand knights led by the Celtic Grand Knight began to surround Archbishop Yade and others in a semicircle.

In just 10 minutes, the Celtic Grand Knight and others caught up with Archbishop Yade.

The bishop's knights stopped, and the two teams of knights faced each other in the rain, the eyes of both sides full of fear.

"It turns out that the people of the Flanders Empire disrespect chivalry so much, what about the face of the royal family?" Archbishop Yade said coldly, his hair and beard were wet by the rain.

The great Celtic knight sneered and said, "For bishops who seek power and usurp the throne, there is no need to abide by chivalry."

"Humph!

Archbishop Yade snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Your four thousand knights may not be our opponents."

The remaining [-] knights, under the influence of the Bishop for a long time, have become completely loyal to Archbishop Yade, and are willing to entrust their lives to the bishop's fanatics.

"There are only [-] knights, we are not afraid." The great Celtic knight said disdainfully, keeping his eyes on the front, wanting to see if Her Royal Highness's support knights had arrived.

Archbishop Yade's body and the horse swayed from side to side, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know who will have the last laugh."

This battle is a battle of the last stand. Archbishop Yade has already lost a lot. This battle must be won in order to survive.

"Then let's see whose knight is braver." The Celtic grand knight shouted loudly, holding the knight's sword tighter in his hand.

He also can't lose this battle. Bearing the expectations of Her Royal Highness, only by winning Archbishop Yade can he occupy more territories and have more capital against Haiyan City.

"Knights, the bishop is facing disaster now, and you need to come forward." Archbishop Yade shouted.

The knights who believe in the bishop have already looked down on their own lives, and they follow the bishop to the death, with faith in their hearts.

"Defend the Bishop of the God, and swear to the death to protect the Bishop of the God." The knights shouted against the rain.

The rain did not show any signs of weakening, and kept pouring down. The rain slapped frantically on the knight's armor and long sword. Even though the rain dazzled the eyes, no one closed them.

"Hmph! I don't know what to say.

The great Celtic knight snorted coldly, and shouted loudly, "Whoever can take Yad will be awarded a title and land when he returns."

"Kill! Kill!" The knights yelled in unison, their momentum not losing to the bishops at all.

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No. 250 2 VI: Fanatics. ([-] more for customization)

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