() To put it into detail, most of these more than 300 paladins only have the strength of second-level professionals.

Although there are not many third-level professionals, according to the strength of the Holy See, there can definitely be many. So why are there so few real paladins?

Because the Paladins are different from other arms, they only obey the Holy See and are a fighting force composed of a group of fanatical believers.

The weapons developed by the Holy See and the secret techniques to enhance strength often arouse the covetousness of other forces in the mainland.

In order to prevent the loss of secrets, the Holy Knights were born. Unlike ordinary Holy See soldiers, the members of the Holy Knights are all fanatical believers.

Strength can be cultivated through secret techniques, weapons can be continuously developed, but faith cannot be imposed on others.

In the Holy Knights, there is no such thing as withdrawal, only retirement. However, as long as the war is fierce and there are not enough people, they will be called up at any time.

These three hundred paladins led by the vicissitudes of life, middle-aged people, are all poor in strength and cannot be improved. After this test, they plan to use secret techniques to forcibly upgrade their strength to level three. Although the possibility of upgrading is cut off,

Can immediately become a usable soldier of the Holy See.

"Second Brigade, unite!" The ordering soldiers waved their flags, and after another "boom", the entrance to the town was completely razed to the ground, and a spacious road of at least three hundred and nine meters was blasted out.

Seeing that the road ahead was clear, the vicissitudes of life middle-aged man waved his hand, and all the paladins turned their horses and quickly retreated, allowing the infantry regiment to charge forward.

On one side is a white torrent, on the other side there are sparse half-demon people, less than a hundred, which is not proportional at all.

Seeing the white torrent roaring "For Glory!" that was about to swallow up all the sparse half-demon people, Master Shan, who was hiding in the small building, suddenly felt solemnity and worry in his heart.

The behavior of the half-demon was so strange that Shan Ye hesitated slightly, but gave up the idea of ​​leaving immediately.

His eyes slowly fell on the group of half-demon mages who were still busy. The only possibility was that the things they arranged could turn the entire battle situation around.

The white torrent rushed into Tongzhong Town, and roars and screams instantly resounded throughout the sky.

Less than a hundred half-demon people gathered around the group of mages, resisting desperately.

"What is that?" Standing far outside the town, the vicissitudes of life middle-aged man holding a telescope finally found the half-demon mage who was protected by layers of protection, and something bad flashed in his heart.

"Captain! The scouts ahead report that the half-demon seems to be preparing...preparing to teleport the magic circle!" The ordering soldier seemed to be unable to accept that the wild half-demon actually learned to use such a superb technique, with a hint of hesitation in his voice.

and disbelief.

"What did you say? Teleportation array?!" A thunderbolt flashed through the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man's heart, his face turned extremely pale, he grabbed the messenger by the collar and roared.

The messenger knew his responsibility, and immediately repeated the information he had just given in a clear voice.

The middle-aged vicissitudes of life is indeed an experienced general. He knows that it is too late to retreat at this time and will only cause chaos.

After taking a few breaths of air, the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man's eyes became profound, and then a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Order the remaining two regiments to retreat immediately. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!!" The voice revealed a decisive killing,

The bursts of murderous intent stung the messenger's skin, making him shiver and lower his head to avoid the frightening gaze of the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man.

Most people were puzzled by the vicissitudes of middle-aged orders, but military orders were like a mountain and no one dared to disobey them.

"Why the sudden retreat? Are we going to sacrifice all those brothers because we are worried about the other party's teleportation array?" Liusi rode his horse to stop in front of the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man, staring into his eyes with stern eyes, and said righteously.

There was a trace of heaviness in the brows of the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man. His rough hands slowly rubbed the reins in his hands. He withdrew his eyes from the battlefield and said in a cold voice: "I am the highest officer. Now I order you to execute the order immediately. If you don't obey, you can do it after the battle."

, come to the Holy Inquisition and accuse me!" Suddenly

After a pause, a finger-long white light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man. The light was hesitant, and the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man's momentum soared. The pressure generated in that moment made Liu Si have to lower his arrogant head, and his blond hair was covered by

Cold sweat stuck to his scalp, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Anyone who refuses to obey will be killed immediately!" He regained his momentum and vicissitudes of life, the middle-aged man, warned Lius for the last time and galloped towards the cavalry regiment.

Lucius's blue eyes were filled with deep reluctance, but remembering the surging murderous intent that seemed to be real just now, he could only calm down and start to form a team, preparing to evacuate.

.....

The short-robed half-demon crushed a black gem, and the powder fell on the magic circle that had been prepared, causing a surge of energy.

Looking at the space energy that was almost overflowing, the short-robed half-demon nodded with satisfaction and immediately sped up the spell.

The longer he stayed in Tongzhong Town, the more uneasy Mr. Shan felt.

Don't take advantage of it, but don't risk your life. This thought flashed through his mind, Shan Ye's eyes condensed, and he made a decision. Experience points can be earned slowly, but you only have one life.

After leaving the hiding place, Shan Ye quickly ran towards the underground river where the garbage was dumped.

In Tongzhong Town, white torrents are everywhere, and a large number of pseudo-paladins wearing armor will kill half-demon without mercy. If they see ordinary people, they will arrange to leave immediately.

Since ordinary people were arranged to leave, Shan Ye did not want to get into the smelly underground river of garbage, so he was arranged to leave Tongzhong Town. A few hundred meters away from the town, more than 40 townspeople who had escaped gathered around

together.

"It's great. I knew the Holy See would not give up on us! Thank you Lord!!" A middle-aged aunt prayed devoutly, causing everyone to talk.

Mr. Shan stood in a corner, looking a little uneasy. The sense of danger was getting stronger and stronger. He could no longer stay here and had to leave immediately.

The body was crouched, the features on his face were slightly distorted, and he made a painful expression. Master Shan approached a paladin who was watching over everyone, and said cowardly: "Master Knight, I have a stomachache, can you go over there for a while?

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I don't know whether it was Shan Ye's appearance or his words "Sir Knight" that tickled the soldier in front of him. Anyway, the other party just looked at Shan Ye for a few times and waved to go back quickly.

After entering the bushes, Shanye instantly activated the haste skill, and his running speed instantly increased. After the haste ended, Shanye immediately transformed and continued running wildly.

A cloud of smoke and dust gradually appeared in front of them. It was probably the cavalry that surrounded Tongzhong Town just now. Did they also feel that something was wrong and evacuate decisively?
Chapter completed!