Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

The strategy of the Gray-collar team was very simple. The vanguard troops would lead the way, send the nuns equipped with flamethrowers to a place close to the behemoth, and then start burning it directly. If the big guy on the other side was really the mastermind of these monsters, the other side would definitely return to defend.

At this time, the army can take advantage of this opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Although they had made a lot of preparations and the nuns knew that this mission would most likely be a one-way trip, no one had any complaints.

Human beings are such amazing creatures. Ordinary humans can be said to be the most cowardly race. There are countless humans who betray their own kind in order to survive. But when humans are united, when human deaths exceed a certain threshold, when humans successfully trigger the idea that everyone has to die, which can be lighter than a feather or heavier than a mountain, humans seem to be reborn and tell other races anew how humans became the overlords of the continent.

Hammond waved the long sword in his hand wildly. Now Hammond has led the nuns to the deepest part of the battlefield, a place that the gray-collars have never reached before. They can even clearly see the hooves of the huge monster.

Sure enough, the staff's analysis was correct. The closer they got to the giant monster, the more fierce the demons' offensive became. The demons even spent more energy on defending this giant monster than on the front line.

The monster waves were so dense that ordinary ray guns were completely useless. Only more efficient melee weapons could barely clear a path. And if it weren't for the support of the Darcy troops behind him using enhanced special ray guns, Hammond would have been knocked off his horse even if he had been waving his weapons continuously.

Thanks to the sufficient amount of holy water, none of Hammond's knights have been killed so far.

But soon, the ground began to tremble, and Hammond's battle-hardened horse was even a little uneasy and agitated at this moment. In the distance, a monster that was obviously larger than an ordinary monster rushed straight towards Hammond.

Before these monsters rushed over, the Darcy troops responsible for support behind them had already responded. The enhanced special ray guns were shooting frantically. Seeing the ray gun burn a shallow hole, Darcy felt relieved. These monsters were obviously more ferocious than ordinary monsters and had higher defenses, but as long as they could inflict damage, it would not be a problem.

However, after feeling the pain, these monsters became even crazier. One monster stopped and several big mouths on its body opened at the same time. In an instant, Hammond felt the subtle changes in magic power on the battlefield. Almost subconsciously, the Lars knights led by Hammond opened their shields at the same time.

Along with the monster's violent howling, a fireball mixed with lightning shot out from the monster's front mouth like a cannonball.

Fortunately, this fireball mixed with lightning does not have the same impact as a real artillery shell in terms of kinetic energy, but the destructive power is real. If the shield is not deployed, Hammond's team will soon suffer casualties.

"Bloodline magic?!"

Hammond shouted in shock as he charged forward.

This is the first time that Gray Collar has observed that these monsters can use blood magic. It seems that this is the trump card of the demons.

Immediately afterwards, more magic came bombarding like crazy, and in order to protect the nuns in the rear, Hammond could only hold up the shield with his knights Lars.

If it were any other knight, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand this kind of free magic bombardment. These monsters are like mobile turrets and are extremely powerful.

Thinking of this, Hammond looked up at the largest monster not far away, his heart tightened, could it be that the monster could also use blood magic?

Just as Hammond was thinking, Flora's voice came to his ears.

"Sir Hammond, we have almost reached this point. Please retreat immediately!"

"What a joke! A knight should die on the way to charge. We can still go a little further!"

Hammond went into this battle with the determination to die. Besides, in the eyes of these pedantic old knights, how could they bear to see a lady die before them?

"We are almost there, and the situation has changed. You must convey the new information to the Governor!"

Flora's attitude was very tough, but Hammond didn't buy it at all. He shouted, "Dulce, I order you as a battlefield commander. Your mission has been completed. Retreat immediately and report the intelligence of the new monsters to the Governor!"

Darcy, who was still shooting, gritted his teeth, threw the backpack filled with holy water to Hammond, and shouted, "Don't die!"

Then he led the team and began to retreat.

Hammond, holding up his shield, took the holy water backpack and threw it to Flora, shouting, "Lars' knights never fear a fight!"

Flora shook her head, threw the holy water backpack back, and said, "Sir Hammond, you have done better. Leave the rest to us."

After saying that, the nuns suddenly took out flamethrowers and began to pull the trigger lightly, but even with just a light pull, tongues of flame still spewed out violently.

Although it was not sprayed directly at Hammond, the scorching heat and smoke still made Hammond breathless.

"Lord Saint?!"

Hammond was a little shocked, but he still led the knights to make way. He didn't expect that the saint would use such a tough method to force him to retreat. Dying on the way to charge towards the monster is indeed a manifestation of chivalry, but dying at the hands of teammates is not.

"Thank you for your escort, Sir Hammond, stay alive!"

The nuns in blood-soaked red robes rode their horses towards the terrifying monsters that could use blood magic. Soon after, several tongues of fire shot up into the sky from that direction, burning the approaching monsters and blocking Hammond's vision.

Hammond held the long sword with red eyes. If conditions permitted, Hammond would lead the knights to salute the saint and the nuns.

But it was obvious that the battlefield with roaring artillery fire did not allow Hammond to do so.

"We must survive!"

Hammond didn't care whether it was useful or not, blasphemous or not, and prayed in his heart to all the gods he could think of.

Then he turned around with the knights, followed Darcy's troops, and brought back information about the appearance of new monsters on the battlefield.

However, the nuns in the flames did not feel Hammond's respect at all. At this moment, the nuns were excitedly and crazily pressing the triggers of the flamethrowers.

This is essentially just a fourth-order magic, but quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Under the power of the primary color sand container, the blazing flames are like the flames of hell, never stopping, and the mobile barrier also begins to operate, but it is not mainly used to resist the attacks of monsters, but the increasingly terrifying high temperature.

Looking at the monsters that began to burn, the nuns drew out their molten chainsaw swords, and loyal voices began to come from behind their masks.