I was a knight in the Middle Ages

"That despicable bastard Hylas!" After a brief silence, Best roared again.

He vented his anger on the bandit gang that had taken advantage of the chaos, shouting, "He wants to be the one to reap the benefits? Dream on! I will not let him succeed!"

Although they dared not confront the Imperial Knights head-on, Best and his companions still had absolute confidence and disdain for the infamous Helas Bandit Group, which also belonged to the bandit camp.

"Enough!" Captain Elta, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

He stood up, his gaze complex as he looked at the battlefield shrouded in the blood-red sunset in the distance. He said in a deep voice, "Best, I order you to lead two hundred elite knights to the edge of the battlefield immediately! Keep a close watch on Helas and his group! If they dare to step onto the battlefield, if they dare to attack that civilian group below, let them know that the swords of our 'Heroic Adventurers' are not to be trifled with!"

Alta's eyes sharpened.

He cannot, and dares not, give up his reputation.

The reason why their "Heroic Adventurer Group" was able to gather so many powerful commoner knights was because of their banner of "robbing the rich to help the poor and protecting the weak".

If today, in order to protect themselves, they stand by and watch their fellow civilians be slaughtered by Hylas.

Then the flag fell, and their ranks came to an end.

"Yes, Commander!" Best felt as if he had been granted a pardon, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and he immediately accepted the order.

Best, leading his two hundred most elite knights, vanished silently into the twilight of the rocky slope like a torrent of steel.

At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the rocky slope canyon in a tragic golden hue.

Athena, accompanied by four composed imperial knights, stood silently in the middle of the narrow valley, like five insurmountable mountains.

Then came Alpha, Knight King, Shadow Elf Peter, and the mysterious Eastern boy.

Along with Murat and his elite brothers, they all returned to their ranks, and a chilling aura instantly filled the air.

"I'll leave this to you." Athena's gaze swept calmly over the dark mass of noble knights ahead, her tone as indifferent as if she were talking about a trivial matter. "I hope you can handle it well; I won't need to intervene personally."

“Good! Glory belongs to the knight!” Alpha replied in a deep voice.

Although Alpha's internal energy was greatly depleted, the brief period of rest just now was far from enough to restore him to his peak condition.

But the fighting spirit honed in the bloody battles burned like a raging fire.

"Knight Dark, follow me! The rest of you, any who slip through the net, kill them without mercy!" Alpha gave the order, wielding his long sword, and led six of his most elite knights, raising their lances, like an iron torrent rushing towards the enemy.

"Hahaha! Do these ragged good-for-nothings really think they can stop our empire's elite army with just a few pieces of wood?" The noble knight captain opposite him let out a contemptuous laugh, his eyes full of disdain and arrogance.

He brandished his longsword and gave the order to charge.

The canyon passage is no more than ten meters wide, and a single charge can only accommodate three to five knights advancing side by side.

This narrow terrain is precisely Alpha's greatest source of confidence.

The enemy's numerical advantage and the speed advantage of their warhorses cannot be fully utilized here!

"kill!"

The first rank of knights of the noble knightly order spurred their warhorses.

Like a torrent of steel, it roared and charged forward with overwhelming force.

However, just as the two sides were about to collide, Alpha's team suddenly split up to the sides, making way for them.

An even larger, more ferocious black figure, like a demon god emerging from hell, slowly appeared before everyone.

That was—an armored rhinoceros!

Upon seeing this terrifying behemoth covered in blood and with bloodshot eyes, the originally aggressive noble knights felt a sudden chill run down their spines, a coldness shooting straight from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

But the momentum of the charge could not be stopped, and the two sides collided violently like two high-speed meteorites!

"boom!"

The sound of bones shattering and the mournful neighing of warhorses mingled together in an instant.

The armored rhinoceros's unparalleled brute force smashed the three heavily armored knights at the front, along with their horses, to pieces, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere!

The knights who couldn't dodge in time on either side were precisely killed by Alpha, Peter, and the others.

"Lei! I challenge you to a contest to see who can kill more!" Knight Jin's eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

Kim has always been resentful of Alpha's position in Athena's eyes, and this is the best opportunity for him to prove himself.

"Alright! I'll compete with you! But don't die here, that would be too easy for you!" Alpha laughed loudly.

He wielded his long sword with incredible speed and precision, flanking Knight Jin on either side.

Like two sharp scissors, they strangled any fish that tried to break through the defenses.

The imperial knights at the rear quickly seized warhorses and began close-quarters combat with the enemy.

Murat led the follow-up troops, killing the scattered enemy while quickly picking up the fine weapons and armor on the ground to arm himself.

While the armored rhinoceros's savage charge was undoubtedly powerful, the noble knights on the other side were not a rabble.

Their commander quickly calmed down and devised a response strategy.

Dozens of the most elite heavily armored knights took the initiative to meet the armored rhinoceros head-on, using their heavy shields and spears to hold back its charge, attempting to trap it.

The remaining knights quickly bypassed this enormous threat, brandishing their blades and launching a frenzied attack on the relatively vulnerable civilian knights behind the armored rhinoceros!

At this moment, the noble knights realized with horror that they were not facing a disorganized mob, but a death fortress built of flesh and blood.

The first obstacle standing in their way was Alpha and Knight King.

The two rode on warhorses, each wielding a sword and a spear, their movements perfectly coordinated.

Like two war gods who stepped out of mythology, they exuded a suffocating pressure.

The noble knights were well-equipped, with gleaming armor and top-quality weapons of the imperial standard.

But years of indulgence in wine, women, and extravagance had completely hollowed out their bodies.

Their movements appear flashy, but are actually weak and ineffective; each block and slash lacks follow-through.

Under Alpha and Knight King's relentless onslaught, their proud formation was instantly torn apart.

Their prized martial arts skills proved utterly ineffective; in a single exchange, they were slaughtered and routed.

They managed to break through the defenses of Alpha and Knight Gold, hoping for a glimmer of hope.

But they ran headlong into a second, even more terrifying barrier—Knight Dark and five other commoner knights disguised as Knights of Light.

They blended in with the group, their aura concealed, but once they made a move, it was as powerful as thunder.

Their swordsmanship is precise and deadly, each strike aimed directly at the enemy's vitals, without any fancy moves, only the purest art of killing.

These five men were like five sharp knives, once again slicing through the noble knights who rushed in.

Blood rained down, staining the land even more crimson.

As the tide of battle continued to advance, those noble knights who had survived by sheer luck but were severely wounded...

Ultimately, they faced Murat and his group of commoner knights, whose hearts were already burning with hatred and anger.

Although these commoner knights suffered from long-term malnutrition and were thin, their eyes were frighteningly bright, gleaming with a beastly light.

Their physical abilities may be slightly inferior, but their experience, their ruthlessness, and their desire to survive have become their most lethal weapons.

The knives in their hands slashed more fiercely and stabbed deeper than anyone else's, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Only the pleasure of revenge and the yearning for a new life.

In this brutal meat grinder, old John, with two hundred knights, watched from afar.

As they watched, their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

What they were witnessing was a miracle they would never forget in their lives.

Ten core knights, leading a small, ragged mob, dared to charge against five hundred elite knights of the Empire!

The two sides clashed fiercely in the narrow valley, their battle cries deafening, and for a time they were evenly matched!

Blood stained the moonlight, and severed limbs flew everywhere. The passing of life here became so cheap, yet so magnificent.

"Glory... belongs to the knight..." Old John murmured to himself.

The person I was ten years ago, who was once full of passion and dreamed of making great achievements, seems to have been reawakened at this moment.

A long-lost surge of hot blood rushed to the top of his head.

"Kill! For glory! For survival!" Old John roared in a tragic and furious voice.

He took the lead, along with his two hundred knights, like a torrent of steel, crashing into the flank of the battlefield!

They stopped watching and hesitated; they were willing to stake everything on their fate!

They skillfully picked up the fine equipment, warhorses, and weapons of the fallen noble knights from the ground, instantly arming themselves to the teeth and greatly increasing their combat power!

The battle reached its climax.

As the battle intensified, Alpha and Knight King were already bloodthirsty and engaged in a fierce melee on the front lines.

More and more criminals slipped through the net, and the defense line was stretched thin.

Even the five Knights of Light, including Knight Dark, were forced to retreat to the second line to resist the enemy's overwhelming tide.

Meanwhile, Murat, Old John, and others in the rear were frantically reaping the spoils from the noble knights who had lost their command and fallen into chaos.

The moonlight, as red as blood, illuminated this hell on earth.

The sounds of killing, shouting, wailing, and weapons piercing flesh intertwined to create a symphony of death.

It continued until late at night before gradually subsiding amidst endless fear and exhaustion.

The remaining noble knights could no longer endure this hellish torment and left behind countless corpses.

They retreated from the rocky slope in a disheveled state, finally managing to shake off the relentless pursuers.

The hundred or so survivors who escaped the rocky slope were all wounded and terrified.

Looking behind them at the deathly land shrouded in blood mist, their eyes were filled with endless fear.

They simply couldn't understand why these civilians, whom they regarded as ants, could unleash such terrifying fighting power? Why were they so fearless of death?

At this moment, in front of the exit of the rocky slope, under the moonlight, stood two figures and a giant beast.

Alpha, Knight King, and that armored rhinoceros covered in blood.

They stood there quietly, motionless, like three timeless statues.

However, these three figures were like an insurmountable chasm.

None of the hundred or so terrified noble knights outside the rocky slope dared to cross the line.

"Commander...commander, what...what do we do?" A knight captain's voice trembled, and he could barely hold his longsword.

Captain Tony's face was deathly pale, and his eyes were vacant.

He stared at the three figures, his heart filled with despair.