Everyone was surprised and happy. Many people jumped up excitedly, waving their hats, clothes, weapons and everything they could, and yelled at the other side.
"Quick! Come here!"
"It's our people, it's our people!"
As if hearing their roars, the densely packed small light spots that formed a river accelerated their advance. They were like a rushing lava river, diagonally entering from the upper right corner behind the demon group, and then moved at an incredible speed.
Cut through the entire group of demons and rushed over.
The momentum is overwhelming!
One, two, ten, twenty...
At the beginning, when the figures that broke through the blockade of the demon group flew towards this side and gradually broke away from the black background and were revealed in the nearby light, everyone was counting. But soon, no one could continue.
.
Everyone stared at the team in front of them in stunned silence.
Although their clothes were ragged, although many of them were carrying broken weapons and shields, and although they were equally scarred, the faces of each of them were so excited and full of energy.
They ran, roared, and even provoked the demons who were chopped down to the ground. The relaxed look was more like a terrifying wave of thousands of demons than what they had just rushed through.
Running out of a shower in the sun.
And when they arrived at the guard tower one by one, everyone was extremely shocked to find that there were more than 270 of them. It can be said that except for the dead people, the remaining mercenaries scattered throughout the garden were
, all hit together.
Who did it?
How did he do all this?
When these questions just flashed through their minds, the crowd was already in a frenzy.
"Berry! Damn it, you're still alive!" A mercenary rushed towards the companion he recognized with red eyes, and the two hugged each other tightly.
"Carter! Oh my God, there's Belle too!"
"team leader!"
"Mr. Spengler!"
The mercenaries rushed down the steps happily and hugged their surviving comrades, shedding tears but laughing. Two of them even started fighting. They punched each other hard, and after they both fell to the ground, they hugged each other.
We cried loudly with our heads on our foreheads.
"Those are the Miller brothers. Two lunatics. Leave them alone!" Someone looked at them and smiled with red eyes.
The emotions were completely vented at this moment.
After experiencing this horrific disaster, even though the way to survive was still slim, at this moment of still living, being able to reunite with the brothers who had fought side by side for many years still made these rebellious men unable to suppress the tears from their eyes.
Whatever damn calmness, damn restraint, whatever damn image, go to hell!
For a moment, there was an open space full of black mud in front of the guard tower. People on both sides were intertwined like beans, hugging each other, roaring, laughing, and even crying. The scene was so chaotic, so noisy, but so vibrant.
, joy and joy.
Morton looked at everything in front of him with a gloomy face. He was not sure whether this was a good thing or a bad thing for him.
After this team arrived at the guard tower, the number of human mercenaries had reached more than 400.
These people are the elites of the major mercenary groups, and they are the most elite part of the mercenary community in the southern part of the empire. On weekdays, they are scattered across the vast land, doing their own thing. If not for the discovery of the abyss ruins, even the royal family
There is no way to bring them together.
When they were scattered in the garden and surrounded by thousands of demons, they might just be a lone wolf struggling in the wind and snow. But when they gathered together, they were a force that could shake the entire empire.
The mighty power of the South!
The strength and number of knights will always be the standard for judging the strength of a knighthood.
Most general knights are composed of armed knights and brave knights. As the bottom and largest part of the entire knight pyramid, they are filled with the three major imperial armies, merchant escorts, mercenary groups and the private armies of large and small lords.
It is the basis of human force.
The just knight is the watershed in the strength of the knight.
Their strength is not outstanding and their number is not small. Therefore, they have always been the main group of people that major forces are competing to recruit. A knighthood with at least 300 just knights forming a core team of long knights can be considered to have real combat effectiveness.
Knights.
So, how terrifying would a knighthood composed of the Knight of Glory, the Knight of Great Light, the Magister of the Sun and the Sage of the Sky be?
Even an idiot knows the answer to this question.
A knight squadron composed of fifty glorious knights can head-on defeat a knight group composed of three hundred just knights and thousands of retinue knights. They will be like a sharp knife, cutting this cake back and forth until it is completely
smash.
If there were a few Sun Magisters or one or two Sky Sages, there would be no doubt that it would be a one-sided massacre.
However, in the pyramid of knights, there are not many people who can climb to this level. Moreover, they cannot be recruited by ordinary forces.
At this level, they basically have everything that an ordinary person can dream of. Land, wealth, identity and status... Maybe their background and accumulation are not as good as traditional nobles, maybe they are just a little knight who is almost an honorary title.
But what they have is enough for them to refuse anyone's solicitation according to their own wishes.
Therefore, the only people who can recruit this group of people are the Holy See, the royal families of the three major empires, and top nobles such as Langris, Donald, Bano, and the four major families. And more glory knights are distributed for different reasons.
in different places.
Just like these mercenaries, they come from dozens of different mercenary groups and forces. The reason why they join these forces is either because they have grown up there, or because they have some kind of relationship with the group leader or a certain high-level person.
Origin, maybe because of like-mindedness, or because of need to get something.
And more of them are loners who do not belong to any force. If it were not for the discovery of the abyss ruins, they would usually be too lazy to go to the mission hall, let alone form a team to explore.
But now, they have gathered together and formed this terrifying group through a combination of circumstances.
Since the fall of magical civilization, the reason why humans have been able to contend with the demons and still become the rulers of all major races in the barely surviving Redemption Continent is because of the mighty steel torrent formed by countless knights gathered together.
When these lone wolves form a pack, their combat effectiveness will increase exponentially. Relying on this extremely strong guard tower, it is not impossible to fight against tens of thousands of demons.
This is of course a good thing.
But at the same time, Morton also realized that the increase in the number of people meant the dilution of his power. Now it was impossible for him to control this place. If he still wanted to suppress it forcefully, he might be forced to face hundreds of people.
People are enemies.
Morton is not that stupid.
Therefore, he quickly made up his mind to retreat temporarily and become a silent bystander before the situation became clearer. Just like what he did when he first arrived at the guard tower.
Morton believed that even if he still didn't take action, no one would jump out to challenge him. After all, these mercenaries were not a real army. They were born in disarray. Their camps, positions, character concepts, and interests would all cause them to have differences.
They may work together to deal with the demon, but they will not be stupid enough to jump out and challenge a paladin on their own.
They have no such reason and no such strength.
At the same time, a question was swirling in Morton's mind. He was curious about how these people gathered. You know, he was also wandering and escaping in this damn garden. He knew how vast this garden was better than anyone else.
.how complex the terrain is.
Hundreds of people were scattered among them, fighting on their own, and it was almost impossible to gather them together. Otherwise, he, Moton, would have done this long ago.
But unfortunately, someone did what I couldn't do.
It would be best if these people wandered around on their own and got together by good luck. But if there really is a leader among them... A dangerous light flashed in Morton's eyes. He would not allow such a leader.
human existence.
At this moment, a Thunderstorm mercenary whispered in Moton's ear: "Sir, look over there."
Morton looked in the direction indicated by the thunderstorm mercenary. Among the crowd, he saw a thin black-haired young man walking quickly up the steps and towards the guard tower. He was walking hastily, his expression was serious, and there were other people beside him.
Follow Alves Sanchez, Xiazo and others.
As they moved, the noisy crowd seemed to realize something, and suddenly became quiet. Some people who had stayed in the guard tower earlier were whispering something to the newcomers. They were whispering to each other, looking at themselves and
The black-haired boy was swept all over his body.
Soon, dozens of people came out and walked quickly in the direction of the boy.
Morton raised his eyebrows.
Of course he knew what happened. But, so what? Could it be that the boy named Leo and the people around him still dared to take action against him?
Seeing Leo enter the guard tower, Morton said calmly: "Let's go and take a look."
From the moment he arrived at the guard tower, Roy noticed that something was wrong. Among the people who came out, he did not see Landreaux, Olivia, Wood, nor Lake, Af, or Lacio.
Si, Tu Su and even anyone around them.
When he was observing through the control circle in the magic tower before, he knew very well that they were here. Even if something happened to one or two, everyone would definitely not be missing.
Sure enough, he soon heard the news about Morton's attack on Landero and others from the mouths of several joint team mercenaries in the guard tower.
Roy strode into the guard tower.
In the tower at this moment, Olivia, Tusu and Lacios had just woken up and were being helped to sit on the side. Tusu, Wood and several injured mercenaries were adjusting their breathing. Everyone was covered with blood.
There were scars and blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his face was as pale as white paper.
On the stone platform next to him, Lake was lying quietly. Landreaux stood beside him, like a silent and dilapidated sculpture.
"Leo?!"
The first person to see Roy was Lasios.
The dwarf's eyes widened and he shouted with some uncertainty. He stood up suddenly. Perhaps he was too excited and the injury was involved, and he let out a muffled groan. But the severe pain only diverted his attention for less than a second.
He looked at Roy again, his eyes full of surprise.
Following Lacios' cry, others also raised their heads in disbelief. When they saw Roy and Alves and others beside him, everyone's eyes lit up... Congratulations