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A man and a horse jumped out directly, and the Holy Grail Knight started the charge formation alone, rushing towards the beastman village like a landslide.

Who is the Holy Grail Knight? He is the most sacred goddess warrior who can directly strike fear into the hearts of the undead, beastmen and chaos.

Occasionally, a giant horned beast would muster up the courage to try to raise its double axes to resist the charge of the Holy Grail Knight.

But a spear was pressed against his forehead.

"Lance charge!"

There was a burst of gunfire, and after the smoke cleared, only a headless body was left, stumbling in place, dancing a Bretonnian dance, and then falling to the ground.

Many inferior-horned beasts also gathered around at this time. After recovering from their fear and terror, they immediately regrouped and wanted to fight to the death.

"Just a few hundred enemies."

The Holy Grail Knight put his lance back on his back, reached his hands into his cloak, raised the cloak engraved with the Holy Grail pattern, took out two automatic pistols from his back and aimed at the left and right directions.

The beastman charged forward like a tide of beasts, determined to tear the Holy Grail Knight into pieces.

"Shuta!"

With a mocking sound, the Holy Grail Knight raised both pistols and fired in turn.

If the bullet is fired, throw the pistol on the ground, replace it with another pistol that is already loaded with ammunition, and continue shooting at the beastmen approaching him.

Even if someone wanted to attack from behind, he would be easily detected. Then the pistol was placed on the shoulder with the muzzle facing backwards, and not even a drop of blood fell on the Holy Grail Knight's cloak.

Even if a Beastman tried to approach from a blind spot, the Holy Grail Knight would hit him directly on the chin with the butt of his gun.

In less than a minute, all the inferior horned beasts were killed, and only the powerless cubs and mothers were left in the entire beastman village.

They were so frightened that they had completely forgotten how to escape.

The Holy Grail Knight walked over slowly and broke their leg bones with just one kick. Then he picked up the cubs and the mother beasts like chickens and threw them into the largest tent made of animal skins.

The beastmen of the entire village were gathered together by the Holy Grail Knights and were trapped in the same place, shivering.

The Grail Knight looked in the direction of Bretonnia and recited it aloud.

"For the Lady of the Lake!"

Then, he threw a bottle full of fuel, shot it in the air and shattered it, spilling all the fuel inside.

He blocked the only exit of the tent tightly, picked up a wooden stick, and used brute force to make a fire with one hand, then set fire to the tent that had already been covered with fuel.

The fierce fire burned fiercely, igniting the beastmen, who were already hairy and weak to fire, one after another.

Screams were heard along with billowing smoke. Above the head of the Holy Grail Knight, he seemed to have received the aura of blessing from the Goddess of the Lake, and his chivalry was constantly increasing.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire beastman village had been slaughtered. Walking to the body of the Minotaur Lord, the Holy Grail Knight casually pulled off two giant horns.

He threw it to Windlow easily. The huge horns were so heavy that Windlow staggered a few times before he could catch it steadily.

"There is no time to rest. We must go north immediately and deal with the Norsemen who have already landed."

The Grail Knight whistled, and his horse came up in response.

Windlo's mount also came quickly as if it had a spirit, causing the Holy Grail Knight to take a second look.

"Unicorn? Something women ride. Next time we do business, I'll send you a Bretonnian horse."

Before Windlow could express his opinion, the Holy Grail Knight had already set off, and the former could only quickly mount his horse and catch up with the energetic guy.

It was another forced march. The distance this Holy Grail Knight covered in one day was comparable to the distance that Windlow covered in a week when he was doing business.

By the time he reached the coast of the headquarters of Ost, Windlow was already exhausted. He couldn't even run, let alone fight.

Even the unicorn couldn't stand the foam.

The Holy Grail Knight was still full of energy. He looked at the Norsemen on the distant coast and signaled Windlow to rest where he was. He could handle the rest by himself.

At this time, the Norsemen were looting the fishing village, but due to the advance notice given by the Elector, the locals had already fled south with their belongings.

They had nothing to loot, so they went from house to house looking for extra tools and property.

The best things would be clay pots and iron tools, as Norsca is short of these things. It would also be best to find some salt, as there is no way to dry salt in the north.

"Golden Ship, go and bring that to me."

As they were rummaging through the boxes, the Grail Knight roared out after giving his horse instructions.

"Norsemen! Come up and die!"

Wow, you are so arrogant.

The chief of the Norse raiders was of course the first to step forward. He wanted to see which blind fellow dared to offend him.

A Bretonnian knight, all alone? It just so happens that I am a little cold in my bones and need a fight to warm myself up.

"Knight of Bretonnia, do you dare to challenge me in a one-on-one duel?"

The mocking voice penetrated across hundreds of meters and sounded as harmless as the buzz of a fly to the ears of the Holy Grail Knight.

"Just you? Challenge me in a one-on-one fight? I challenge all of you in a one-on-one fight. Come on together!"

Such an answer actually aroused the fighting spirit of the plunderer chief. He walked out slowly, man and horse, ready for a duel.

The unmounted Bretonnian knight was vulnerable, and just as the Norse raider chief was about to charge and stab the knight to death with a spear, the knight's horse also ran back.

From the horse's back, the Grail Knight took what he wanted, the Imperial Megacannon.

The massive cannon developed by the Imperial Gunnery School is the nightmare of all enemies of the Empire.

After ignition, a steel shell can be smashed into the enemy. Each shell can open a hole in the densely packed enemy formation, tearing it into a path of flesh and blood.

Even the most powerful creatures are not immune to the power of the cannon. A good example of this is during the Siege of Middenheim, when Imperial Gunner Pamhart von Steyr blew the head off a mad dragon with a single well-aimed shot.

When Emperor Magnus went north to fight against the Chaos, during the attack and defense of the Pragg Bridge, four giant cannons fired at the same time, instantly banishing a Chaos Daemon.

However, even someone as powerful as the Holy Grail Knight could not control the giant cannon well. After all, the recoil of this thing was too terrifying.

So the Holy Grail Knight could only remove the gun carriage, carry the gun barrel on his shoulder, hold the giant cannon firmly with both hands, and half-kneel on the ground to resist the recoil.

The black muzzle of the gun was already aimed at the plunderer chieftain who was rushing towards him quickly, and the fuse of the giant cannon was burning rapidly like a fire snake.

"Goddess of the Lake, please guide my aim."