The streets along the way were filled with orc battle groups, and the vast number of orcs could not see the end at first sight, filling all the blocks.

I don’t know how long it will take to break through the past. The strong man on his side can force him to fly over, but this will not solve the problem.

Fighting Dranosh not only requires personal bravery, but also an elite legion to compete with the orc army and the elite under Dranosh.

Holding the long sword stained with orc blood, Grand Duke Gloss cursed a few times. The failure came so quickly that the coalition forces of the three tribes had lost more than 30%, but the orc army still had more than 500,000.

He thought about this possible ending, but he did not expect that failure would come so thoroughly and so sad.

If this continues, it is very likely that his army will not have time to arrive at Fairy Fort in the Lake and everything will be over.

Just as he was about to say something, Grand Duke Glos felt something was happening nearby. A warrior riding a deceased war horse walked out of the street corner, followed by more than two hundred riders.

These knights are rare, and the swords in their hands are evil weapons with black magic, and their eyes are sharp and cold.

They are the Undead Knights, and they were the most terrifying nightmare on the road before.

"Good fight, young warriors, I look forward to the future battle with you."

The first king of the Undead Knight Sasarian said to Grand Duke Glos with a stern face.

"It's useless, it's too late." Grand Duke Gloss tightened the sword in his hand: "We can only do our best, and hope that the Fairy Castle in the Lake can last for a long time."

"Every day that continues to resist is victory." Sasarien, the first king of the Undead Knight, nodded slightly, and he asked:

"Is your resistance over? My friend?"

My friend?

Grand Duke Gloss was stunned. He did not reply because someone had answered for him.

“My resistance never stops.”

The first generation of God-Chapter Knights stepped out of the shadows, and the dazzling light illuminated the surroundings.

In the rolling smoke, the figure of the first generation of the Holy Grail Knight of the God-Selected God shines so brightly: "My friend, have you come to fulfill the agreement?"

"What I said will always work." Sasarien, the first king of the Undead Knight, nodded.

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"Then help the leader and help this young man open the way, let's do it."

The voice of the first generation of the God-Chapter Knight was illusory, but anyone could hear his sincerity:

"Madam, this is the last one, she needs us."

"Oh? Your Arthur's power, aren't these Holy Grail Knights' power enough?"

Sasarien smiled:

"You would actually ask for help from a dead soul and a group of dead souls? I wonder what the Battalians who regard you as a saint would think? What would your lady think?"

"Miss is with me and the people of Battalia forever."

The first generation of the Holy Grail Knights of God's Chosen, and the first generation of the Knight King Arthur, who was also praised by the people of Bartolia, turned around and looked at the soldiers who were fighting bloody battles.

Now the people of Grand Duke Gloss are reorganizing, and each of them is a little numb to the point of fighting, but their will is not shaken at all.

"But in this dark moment, we need to seek help from anyone, Sassarian, my friend."

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"Then, unprecedented, the Holy Grail Knight will charge with the Undead Knight?" Sasarien smiled.

"One last time to rush to him? Why not?" King Arthur also smiled.

"Okay, let's unite and rush it to one last time to win a chance for this young man and his army!" Sasarian agreed with Arthur's proposal.

So the Holy Grail Knights and the Undead Knights became one.

There is no horn sound or battle cry, only the holy grail battle flag and the black attack flag.

Knight King Arthur and the Undead Knight Sasarien charge side by side as two arrows.

The Undead Knights were proud to fight with their chiefs, and each Undead Knight straightened his back as Sasarien passed by them.

The Holy Grail Knights were busy with their final prayers, hoping that the ladies could witness their sacrifices and their glory.

In an instant, the figure of the goddess appeared in the clouds, and she smiled affirmatively at all the Holy Grail Knights. The brilliant halo of power enveloped every warrior who was fighting for the goddess, a role model of the knight spirit.

"We are responsible for rushing and opening a road for you." The Knight King Arthur came to Grand Duke Gloss: "The next thing will be left to you, my child."

Then, let’s fight!

Ayron, who followed Grimge Tie, couldn't help but show a smug and ridiculous expression.

Beasts are beastmen and have no brains.

I fooled him a little and immediately fought against the orcs.

With these beastmen as meat shields, with Grimge and Iron to compete with Dranos, maybe we still have a chance of winning.

When Ailon thought of this, he couldn't help but take a look at the entourage behind him. His personal guards are only two or three hundred now, almost everyone is injured, and they are already very tired.

But these warriors were always following him, whether it was his own personal guards or other high elf warriors, flames were still burning in their eyes, waiting for Alon's orders.

Is this what you want to tell me?

Snori?

At this time, Aaron was not the prince of the High Elf, but the former ambassador of the High Elf Empire.

He finally found himself!
Chapter completed!