I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Unlike other humanoid armors, this armor has no helmet, and the shiny plate armor sets off a young face.

Broken Tooth, who was commanding the orc infantry phalanx, had been paying some attention to observe the battle between Bol and the human woman.

When the tarpaulin on the carriage was lifted, revealing the young man's face, Broken Tooth couldn't help but frown.

He knew the young paladin.

He had also fought shoulder to shoulder with the other side in the battle of Nield.

Could it be that Knight Terry has also stood against the Gray Haze Forest...

Before he had time to think about it, Qina's thin figure hid in the baggage train of the kingdom soldiers like a loach.

The knight in the carriage slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at everything in front of him with almost no fluctuation in his eyes.

Then, a sense of crisis that made Broken Tooth feel death appeared in his heart.

"Back off! Paul! Back off quickly!"

……

The first person to discover the commotion behind the kingdom's soldiers was Solonor, the god of hunting.

He had a very sharp eyesight, and that huge frost dragon was indeed a bit too eye-catching.

Although Solonor did not participate in the war between the elves and dragons in the First Age, he still maintained sufficient respect for these dragon creatures.

After all, it was an existence that once ruled the astral realm and the main plane for tens of thousands of years.

Fortunately, this frost dragon has been attacking the kingdom’s soldiers and should be one of our own.

But as the battle progressed, he began to notice that something was wrong with the frost dragon.

The originally ferocious attacks and surprise attacks were completely stopped, and the dragon's body was tossed back and forth by a tall knight like a little chicken.

The God of Hunting felt a little surprised, but he immediately grasped his longbow and rushed to the end of the kingdom's soldiers.

By this point in the battle, the kingdom's army, which originally numbered 40,000, had lost thousands of men in the siege;

Later, a divine explosion occurred at the rear of the team, killing more than ten thousand people.

Except for the area that was controlled by Ivan's boring spell, there were less than five thousand people who still retained their combat capabilities.

However, these five thousand people no longer had a high morale. Solonor could see the fear in their eyes from a distance.

After avoiding the kingdom's soldiers without any danger, Solonor finally arrived at the enemy's rear.

The giant dragon had been beaten into a human form, and was hiding from the pursuit of the tall knight with a bruised face.

There was also a sturdy orc next to him, holding a black and purple battle axe, negotiating with the knight.

However, judging from the orc's arms and twisted right leg, he had probably suffered serious injuries.

Just as Solonor was about to ask, the human with a bruised face and unrecognizable features spoke first.

"My Lord Elf God... I am Bol, the leader of the Druid Cult. We have met before...

Quickly control this crazy knight... His power is too strong..."

Before Solonor could draw out his arrow, the young knight suddenly turned his head, and his cold eyes made Solonor's heart alarm bells ring.

The next second, he felt something covering his face, and then his body, which was nearly eight feet tall, was thrown out.

What kind of monster is this...

Solonor was gliding in the air. The previous attack had blocked all the strength in his body.

Not only was the divine power of the agile elf god undetectable, but even the strength of his physical body completely disappeared.

He could only hit the ground hard.

After several breaths, the strength in the body slowly returned.

But just as he got up from the ground, the human knight appeared in front of him in an extremely strange way.

"This is……"

Solonor didn't even get to finish his words before he flew backwards again.

Fortunately, Boll and Broken Tooth had already arrived behind.

The orc warriors kept dodging the knights' attacks, trying not to let the other side touch their bodies.

Bol dragged Solonor and retreated towards the Elf Courtyard.

But Terry's speed is too fast.

After seeing Solonor, he seemed to have found a new toy and focused all his attention on the God of Hunting.

Terry easily blocked Broken Tooth's heavy axe and rushed to the front of the Elf God again in one step.

He was about to grab the arm of the tall elf, but Bol, who was holding Solonor, pulled hard and protected the tall elven god behind him.

Terry squeezed Paul's shoulders.

A wailing sound resounded through the sky, and Paul's shoulder blade was crushed directly.

The scream changed Terry's target again.

His fingers dug deep into Paul's body, and he clenched his other hand into a fist, aiming at Paul's head and smashing it.

If this punch had landed solidly, Boll's head would probably have exploded on the spot.

At this moment, a black axe that was larger than a carriage wheel came whistling and hit Terry's arm directly, knocking the tall knight to the ground.

A pair of light blue slender legs appeared in Bol's field of vision, followed by a slightly mocking voice that was extremely familiar to Bol.

"Oh, my stupid little brother...

You can't fight, and you won't call for help?"

……

The battle outside the city wall finally entered into close combat.

Although the spell guided by Ivan controlled most of the area;

But the kingdom's soldiers, who were already outside the area, had gathered in front of the gap in the city wall and were engaging in close combat with the defense line formed by the Frost Giants.

In order not to harm friendly forces, Lin Liya had already ordered the Gis people in charge of the magic cannon and Tomba's private soldiers to go down the city wall and support the Frost Giants' defense line together with the elven gods gathered there.

But even so, facing the close combat of thousands of high-level professionals, even with the terrain advantage, this hastily assembled army had a hard time fighting.

Casualties soon began to appear.

A Gis man had just used his invincible silver sword to cut off the head of the opposing knight, but was stabbed in the chest by a spear from the soldier following the knight.

A frost giant who had just reached adulthood, with wounds all over his legs from being struck by hammers and spears, could not bear the pain and tripped to the ground.

Tomba's private soldiers seem to be the weakest group, but they have experienced the extremely dangerous Battle of Nield.

These human soldiers formed a battle array, relying on heavy shields and spears to fight back defensively, and were actually the unit that suffered the least losses.

Soi, who was hiding in the spellcaster team behind Ivan, finally controlled his trembling body.

She still couldn't control her fear of the bloody scene, but at this moment, Soi could no longer let the team suffer greater losses.

This little girl, who was much shorter than an ordinary frost giant, held a round shield that was too small and chanted meaningless prayers loudly.

Afterwards, the unique aura of the war priest covered all the friendly troops.