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  Traitors should no longer be called traitors, said Liu Zhenyun.

  As the commander of the slave-hunting expedition of House Tharashk, Count Toti never considered the possibility that his three-thousand-strong army could be surrounded by the weaker forces of Bimon, even after experiencing setbacks in the Ice River War and the Death Stair.

  If it is said that the defeat at the Death Stair was due to Bimon's geographical advantage and the assistance of seven of the strongest Olphen warriors from the kingdom, then this result can be completely accepted by the Earl.

  The Earl couldn't bear it, why after being engulfed in the flames, these eight could still appear before him alive and well?

  "'Inferno' this magic scroll's power, even if it doesn't reach the forbidden spell level, shouldn't be too far off, right? The power summoned by such a strong scroll is absolutely enough to deal with a small castle, so why didn't they burn those Bimon to death?"

  There were also these ambushers, the Earl could see from their faces and bodies that they must have been hiding in a tunnel dug deep in the vast bamboo forest. It was not difficult to hide one hundred of them in the hundreds of acres of bamboo forest.

  What does it mean to be able to watch with one's own eyes as a great fire swallows up one's home, and yet endure in silence until now?

  The Earl finally realized that from start to finish, he had been controlled by Bimon in the rhythm of the battle.

  War and dancing are two different things.

  In a grand ballroom, follow your dance partner's rhythm and spin around the dance steps. This is a very bad thing, war is also a principle.

  The hearts of two magicians are desolate beyond compare.

  Throughout history, human mages have been synonymous with powerful magic, summoning unparalleled magical powers between heaven and earth to provide their armies with a guaranteed victory. In fact, the two masters felt that they had performed quite perfectly themselves. When defending the narrow passageway behind the eight Bitmon warriors, even if there were still a hundred ways to deal with these Bitmons, the most time-saving method was still magic.

  A forty or fifty-meter-high, over two hundred meters long red earth slope, even the sand inside the soil was burned into glaze, eight of them appeared as lively as Mong, and in an instant, all the ambitions of the two masters were shattered into pieces.

  Liu Zhen may not know that his appearance this time has quietly and silently opened a small gap in the heart of a young girl.

  Powerful muscles, gleaming weapons, strong eyes, long hair fluttering in the wind, a faint smile facing formidable enemies, thoroughly shook the heartstrings of the Swan Maiden Knight.

  This is not intentional disguise, nor is it delicate and pretentious.

  At that moment, Song Tanni was stirred up by the true nature of the leader of the Pi Ge tribe.

  At the same moment, humanity's heart sank like falling into an icy river.

  The war song rang out loud and clear. It was Saruman's hymn to Robert "Wash Your Hands War Song".

  The bodies of the people underwent a sudden and drastic change, their originally robust physiques becoming even more powerful, sharper canine teeth growing from their mouths.

  The Dogu tribe's dog-headed warrior, even if they enter a frenzied state, at most will only become a frenzied dog warrior. They are far inferior to the terrifying frenzied Tora warriors that the Tora people transform into after entering a frenzied state.

  It is said that each Berserker Warrior can easily defeat two Rhine Warriors.

  Liu Zhen's three-style scroll is activated, and the sluggish, sacrificial, and frenzied states have begun to take effect. The attack radius of the war sacrifice has no reference value for him. Even if it were Guo Guo's arm strength, the range of the war scroll far exceeds the ability limit of a war sacrifice.

  Just as Guagua was frantically smashing the "slow scroll", under the command of Earl, the knights loyal to the Xialuba family and their own attendants launched a tidal wave-like impact on the river embankment.

  Most of these knights were still only squires, and the real knights were not many. This can be seen from the various swallowtail flags. Most of these knights were the younger sons of declining small nobles or small lords who did not inherit their ancestors' titles but still believed they were members of the nobility. They needed an opportunity to prove themselves - only by making real achievements in battle could the lord help them cut off the triangular swallowtails on their flags, and they could truly own a legitimate knightly identity and fiefdom.

  "The chivalric spirit I was taught from a young age - 'Even if my heart faces the day when it stops cooling, the sword in my hand and the honor on my back will never perish.' makes these naive knights fearless and young."

  Unfortunately, the disparity in strength cannot be made up for by bravery alone.

  After witnessing the swordsmanship of Orphen's warrior and the hippopotamus' flying axe, Pantaloon Warrior's spear opened everyone's eyes again.

  Fighting at close range with the Panda Warriors is a very frightening thing, among humans, the Teuton Knights of the Holy Almarni Empire are also famous for their expertise in spear throwing, and some Teuton Knights have strong arm strength, can easily throw spears sixty paces away, and even pierce through a wooden shield.

  Although the earl strictly forbade all warriors from turning back, many people still couldn't help but secretly turn their heads and steal a glance at this life-and-death battle.

  Their eyes met and they couldn't look away again.

  These sturdy spears, thrown by the Peers, had a range of over one hundred paces. The silver light flashed and the knights who had just started their warhorses were pierced through the heart by heavy lances before they could even open up some distance, falling heavily from their galloping steeds.

  The knights received strict martial training from a young age, and each of their equipped shields was both expensive and extremely hard, but in the face of the strong cutting force of the three-edged spear tip. The knights were like a juicy steak being pierced by a fork.

  Seventy or eighty knights, having completed the tactical movements of holding shields and raising spears, were robbed of their lives by the terrible pikes, their shields forever closely connected to their bodies.

  Simple and direct.

  The panda warriors, having thrown all the halberds, drew out their golden war spears with a reverse grip and stood on the riverbank, coldly scanning the remaining knights.

  On the beach, a chaotic mess of corpses with bayonets stuck in them and solitary war horses.

  Without waiting for the knights to wake up from their brief astonishment, Liu had already led the militiamen down the riverbank and launched a Verdun-style charge against the human battle array.

  Guo Guo's scroll was still being slowly and steadily pounded, mainly because Ka Qiu Sha took a bit too long to take the scroll with her mouth.

  Two large eight-sided mallets were thrown at her feet. Guo pouted, somewhat unhappy.

  There's no time to think about anything else. At the critical moment of life and death, all the "Metal Rose" cavalrymen and the knights of the Sharuba family bravely confronted this opponent who made their hearts tremble with fear.

  After the "Iron Rose" mercenaries demonstrated their superior combat skills, when the knights were facing the enemy head-on, two squadrons of cavalry suddenly split from both sides and galloped away to gain distance before charging at the flank of this Mongol army.

  This tactic of splitting the infantry with a pincer movement is indeed an effective way to deal with charging infantry, and once the cavalry charges, it's absolutely a killing machine without equal. After breaking through the charging formation, the cavalry can still draw their long swords to slash and chop, and together with the cooperation of the infantry, using human wave tactics to annihilate a small unit is as easy as turning one's hand over.

  Humans overestimated their ability to intercept head-on. The knights who collided with the Bijmon militia were unable to stop them, and in an instant, like a scalp being shaved, under the leadership of the unbeatable Pique, a pair of tiger-headed hooks flew up and down, cutting down the knights in front without pause, along with their horses. The giant long-handled knives, war hammers, and judgment rods of the Bijmon militia behind him opened up even larger wounds. This pyramid-shaped impact formation, the further back it went, the more its attacking power doubled, so the deeper it pierced into the cavalry formation, the greater the casualties it caused.

  If these militiamen were a boulder rolling down the mountain, then the knights trying to intercept their advance would be nothing more than a few saplings.

  The two squadrons of "Iron Roses" cavalry had just deployed on the left and right wings, when the entire militia of Florence had already pierced through the knights' layered defenses. Along the way, the knights had only two choices: either retreat or be stirred into a frenzy of blood and flesh, like an arrow deeply inserted into the chest, not only the arrowhead but also the feathers were all inserted. The tactical training of the two squadrons of cavalry was first-rate, but faced with this desperate situation, they could do nothing but stare blankly, unable to help.

  These human warriors clad in golden armor, too shocked the Bimon militiamen, no one had ever seen before that the charging speed of heavy infantry could be so fast and swift.

  Count Totyi was also a fairly competent commander, and as soon as the Bimon militia charged, he seemed to have anticipated it, ordering all his heavy halberdiers to stand their ground in preparation for battle. The count would soon be grateful for his foresight, as the Bimon militia, after breaking through the cavalry's defenses, did not shy away from charging at the heavily armored halberdiers head-on, but instead chose to charge even more fiercely.

  Although there were no long gunners to assist and protect them, these heavily armed scythe wielders showed not a hint of fear. Their heavy armor and tightly gripped scythes had already proven themselves brave and invincible in countless battles, their sturdy bodies rivaling those of the Behemoths and triple-layered iron tower shields, even able to withstand the charge of heavily armored cavalry.

  The impact force of the Picton infantry was no less than that of the heavy cavalry, and when these two most ferocious infantry clashed fiercely, it took only three breaths to decide the outcome.

  In front of the Pig Lord, any armor was meaningless. The tiger head hook crossed over, opening up a huge gap in the dense formation of heavy armored giant scythe hands, and those who were hooked by the tiger head hook were directly swung into the sky.

  As he charged through the gap, thrusting his spear into the midst of the halberdiers and men-at-arms, the other militiamen almost simultaneously completed their attack; the mammoth warriors held up their opponents' massive guisarmes. They all kicked in unison, a mighty kick that landed on the three-layered steel tower shields, causing a loud "clanging" sound as the huge shields were dented with large footprints, sending their owners, tall and sturdy Pompeii men, flying out with mouths spewing blood; The pandas' golden spears were two feet five inches long and weighed over 200 pounds, with the crescent spearhead alone being ten times thicker than the guisarme blade. This was like comparing a cucumber to a yellow bean sprout to see who was more convincing - there was no suspense at all. With their absolute advantage in height and strength, as well as the excellent quality and terrifying weight of their weapons, the pandas' golden spears broke off the halberdiers' guisarmes one by one, and then, with the remaining momentum, the spearheads also scraped away the helmets and heads of the heavily armored halberdiers; The mastiff warriors faced a relatively sparse number of heavily armored halberdiers. The mastiffs first used their judgment rods to smash the tower shields, relying on the powerful recoil to shatter their opponents' arms, then smashed their guisarmes with another rod, and lightly flipped over the halberdiers' heads, helping these halberdiers fly their heads off in mid-air with a casual swing of their rods.

  The Opaline militia, with a total of only one hundred and five people, did not all participate in the charge. The people riding on the Newton birds didn't have the running ability like ostriches. So they honestly occupied the river embankment, and together with Guagua and Kasha, they suppressed the remaining knights with firepower and scroll pressure. Robi and four mantis monks hugged their arms to watch them play. The flamingos and parrots were on the side preening their feathers.

  A large group of cavalrymen became the target of the Musketeers' practice, and for these small fry, the Musketeers couldn't bear to use "Mordred's Fury". The four deerskin pouches hanging from his waistband contained two "Mordred's Fury" and the other two were likely Sparrow Egg Stones.

  A large slingshot made from deer antlers and cowhide, the force of the launched sparrows' eggs is not small at all. No matter who you are, if you get hit by one, it will leave a big bruise.

  The Musketeers, although deprived of the right to use bows and arrows by the kingdom, had their shooting talent completely transferred to slingshots. Within a hundred paces, these pebbles were infallible, the knights' war shields could protect their faces but not their warhorses, leaving the knights resentful of themselves for not being heavy cavalry.

  There were nearly a thousand of them, and these cavalrymen finally charged at the musketeers under the leadership of their officers.

  The knights on the clumsy Newton birds, which were still not well-trained, were definitely no match for the charging warhorses.

  Guo Guo hooked her little finger, and the fairy dragon immediately appeared beside her. The Bo Lang Sha Huo He let out a deafening cry, opening its mouth to spew out a terrifyingly huge pillar of flame. Wherever the flames swept past, over a hundred cavalrymen rushed forward at top speed, dying just as quickly, their bodies aflame like human candles, rolling around on the ground with their warhorses, wailing in agony.

  It wasn't until then that all of humanity woke up from their dream - this group of Mongols really had a strong knightly spirit.

  This group of Mongols' strength is far from being defeated by their 3,000 troops. Just this one crane alone would be enough to make them drink a whole pot.

  Two magicians were currently entangled in a fierce battle with two dragon-like creatures and an Evie, when they suddenly felt a violent magical fluctuation behind them. They quickly turned their heads to take a glance...

  Almost scared silly.

  Is that all the Dragon Flame of the Fire Giant Dragon is capable of? Odaiga-sama was taken aback, and nearly got hit by Eve's Water Arrow.

  "It's done!" Master Fran was even more direct.

  If it weren't for the rare opportunity to confront a magician in actual combat, and if Cui Peishan hadn't specifically instructed them, it would be a miracle that the two masters could still move around freely until now.

  Indeed, as Master Fran said, it's over.

  The human array that had been painstakingly arranged was effortlessly swept away by Liu Zhen's militia, who came and went like a razor, cutting back and forth three times.

  The Sanggan River's Bimon warriors were like watching a play, except for Hailun and Cui Pei who brought their own demons and Eve was suppressing two magicians, most of the Feilong warriors were enjoying the excitement.

  This is what Fairy Dragon Maid meant, she wants to see just how much power these Bammon militia have.

  The entire human battle array has been thoroughly disrupted. A group of lawless Beamon militiamen were killed and fled in disarray, until Count Toti led his personal guard to meet them, and the momentum of this Beamon vanguard was slightly slowed down.

  As the Earl's other identity is the Prince Consort of the Kingdom of Dolotte, his personal guard naturally consists entirely of court warriors provided by the Kingdom of Dolotte.

  The Earl originally thought that the heavy armor giant scythe hand would definitely be able to resist the militia's attack, and even if it couldn't resist, at least it could hold on for a while. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, not only was the heavy armor giant scythe hand trampled into iron scraps, but the entire battle formation was also thoroughly defeated by these militiamen. The Earl's original ideal wish to attack from both front and back also had no choice but to become a desperate move of hard-headedness.

  It's no wonder they're palace guards, these human warriors all have different levels of aura, although there aren't many of them, each one has excellent sword skills. After being baptized by the sluggish scroll, these palace guards are the only ones who can still exchange two moves with the Bimon militia.

  The human's Dou Qi and BeiMong's Crazy Mode are known as the two ultimate techniques, today they finally had a good comparison of their strengths.

  The pandas' half-day accumulation of "Great Drunken Hero's Blazing Inferno" let these human warriors see what it means to be a truly crazy warrior. High-purity alcohol has adhesive properties when burned, so after witnessing this ultimate technique, the human warriors immediately turned into the same dark complexion as Count-sama's black slaves, accompanied by a fragrant aroma - the smell of well-done meat.

  The Earl was fortunate, he personally brought two martially outstanding court guards to besiege an Orphen warrior and escaped being burned by the flames of the Panda warriors.

  However, the Earl was unfortunate again. The mammoth warrior he led to besiege was none other than Rodman, the fat one among the mammoth warriors, known as "Three Mosts". The most despicable, the most boring and the most shameless.

  Both sides' swordsmanship and knife techniques were unique, relying on the advantage of numbers. The earl and his two attendants, Shi and Fei Luo, exchanged several moves, but unfortunately, Fei Luo's twin blades were too powerful. After a few exchanges, the three people's weapons were all broken in two, and one of the earl's attendants was also sent flying - it was rare for someone to be knocked down by the mighty Mammoth Warrior's Golden Long Knife without falling over.

  Rodman's long knife was again chopped towards the earl when one of Dai Sheng's attendants used his own body to harden the two knives - protecting the attached horse is the responsibility of these excellent warriors, and if the attached horse dies in battle, the attendants will spend their lives in endless humiliation.

  Unfortunately, Fei Luo's "three most" was not in vain. As he knocked down a human warrior with his twin blades, his small eyes flickered and he sinisterly pulled out another knife from behind his shoulder, which was inserted into the skin sheath, and fiercely chopped towards the Earl. The mighty mammoths each had seven knives, four inserted on their back and three hidden in their waist. They used long slashing knives at a distance and drew short knives for close combat. Many palace guards had already fallen under this sinister tactic, originally thinking that they could take advantage of the mammoths' large size and cumbersome weapons, but instead they were stabbed to death as soon as they approached.

  Fei Luo's move was actually the Mammoth Clan's ultimate technique, even Liu Zhen had fallen for it before. However, in the past, the Mammoths only used their noses as fists, but after Fei Luo's long practice, he surprisingly managed to turn it into a sword-drawing technique.

  Logically speaking, Earl should have been impossible to avoid, but Earl still managed to dodge it.

  The Earl suddenly jumped back with an inhuman bounce, as if he had escaped the earth's gravity, and leaped into the air. Hiro's move was sinister, boring, and despicable, but it only cut off the sole of the Earl's boot; if the knife had been three parts faster, the Earl would have been crippled.

  "Waaa~~~" All the Bimon on the ship shouted out loud.

  It's not because Fei Luo's knife is so astonishing, but because this human earl actually jumped into the air and never came down again.

  Two devils. The two mages were beaten by the two wyverns and could hardly hold on, when they suddenly felt that the opponent's attack wave had stopped abruptly. The two mages just let out a sigh of relief, looked up, and saw their wands falling silently to the ground.

  Count Toti seemed to have escaped the gravitational pull, his luxurious clothes behind him were torn into pieces of tattered cloth, a pair of dark and shiny thin wings with seven bright golden stars grew from the torn cloth and slanted towards the sky, the wings gently flapped once, and the Count's body gently spun in mid-air on the battlefield.

  At this moment, the count's face turned a ghastly pale, as if covered with a thick layer of powder, and his expression was one of indignant rage.

  "Hauler tribe!" Most of the Bimon were momentarily stunned, then they all roared in anger, with various dialects of curses filling the air.

  Nobody could have anticipated this change, it's too unexpected!

  Dorothy's fiancé, and the eldest son of the Sharlba family who had been doing business with the Kingdom of Bimon for many years, was actually a traitorous Vampir from the Huabopu tribe of bats in Bimon! And in the human world, they were accustomed to calling them... Vampires!

  Liu Zhen was not yet able to put down the cloud Qin Jin, when most of humanity had already chosen to lay down their arms and surrender. The stubborn remnants who refused to give up were also quickly taken down by the mammoth knights and hippopotamus poets on the riverbank. Seeing that their master had suddenly turned into a vampire, even the last bit of confidence in the humans who had attempted to resist disappeared.

  Looking at the floating Earl Toti in the sky, Liu Zhen was really at a loss for words.

  Life... Liu Zhen was overwhelmed with emotion and sighed deeply.

  "I'll be back," Count Toti said proudly in mid-air.

  "Are you leaving?" Liu Zhenhong asked proudly, pointing at Huo Si.

  A snowy owl wearing a bear fur hat rode proudly on a golden parrot and flew into the sky.

  "My racial ability 'Ultrasonic Phantom' has already reached seven stars, how many more can you catch?" In the midst of the Earl's maniacal laughter, eight Dolotte Grand Marshals appeared in mid-air with identical movements and expressions.

  "You can conjure up ten thousand fake images, but you still won't be able to escape." Liu Zhenpeng snapped his fingers.

  A lone flame-tailed Iron Cross beast came galloping wildly.

  "Traitor, who dares to be so presumptuous in the presence of Lord Cygnus?" Gottanielle reined in her mount and tore off her snowy cloak.

  Dorothy's pride in Uncle Henry vanished instantly.

  He suddenly remembered that among the beauties he wanted to capture, there was also a Smay ethnic swan maiden.

  "It's up to me now!"

  Me!

  "I'm the strongest!"

  Three stout hobbit cooks, each with a gleaming large kitchen knife in hand, were pushing and shoving each other as they eagerly recommended themselves to the lord.