Her Royal Highness the Princess doesn't want to be pushed down by the players

But there is suppression in terms of level, tacit understanding between each other, and rich experience in combat skills.

The Black Snake Mercenary Group was still at a disadvantage on the scene.

In particular, before setting off, Chris took out two thousand crossbows from the armory of Vader City and equipped the four player groups standing behind her.

Even if players who are not members of the four warbands choose the crossbowman as the rewarded special profession, they can still use the crossbow.

However, it lacks the attack power and accuracy bonuses of ranged professions.

However, when two thousand crossbows are raised, do we still need to consider the issue of accuracy?

Unfortunately, the Nu is much slower than the bow in reloading.

After firing three more shots, Chris decisively raised her hand and gave the attack signal for a charge.

As the four player warbands awarded by Chris with the organization of guards and city guards, each is the most elite warband in its respective guild.

When Chris gave the order to charge, they did not rush forward like ordinary players.

The warrior player holds the shield in front, followed by the swordsman, and the mage, ranger, bard and other professions cover the back and move forward.

"Isa."

Chris also drew her sword and called out to Isa who had been standing beside her.

The wind elements gathered around Chris, turning her into a continuous afterimage. She crossed the player line and rushed to a team of mercenaries in one leap.

Facing the raised spear, Chris swung down with her left hand.

The gathered wind elements transformed into wind blades and shot forward, cutting off the spear that was stabbing at him.

With her sword raised high, Chris relied on the suppression of attributes and levels to violently chop away the mercenary who was blocking her way.

The princess continued to move forward, and the wind swordsmanship taught by Lordran burst out with tremendous power in Chris's hands.

He swept the sword with one hand, his left hand hidden in the shadow of his right hand.

The wind pressure was like a breeze blowing across the Snow Crystal Flower Plain. The enemies in front were pressed to the ground like blades of grass, and their bodies were cut in half.

The bloody and shocking scene caused the mercenaries, who had just regained their composure, to panic again, and also greatly boosted the morale of the players behind Chris.

"For Her Highness Chris!"

"Go for the princess!"

"Waaaaaa!"

The Iris Guards of the Guardian Knights Guild, led by their guild leader, the Gentleman King, rushed in with Chris behind them, looking fanatical.

Chris, who had just burst out and was catching her breath, looked at them rushing past her in a daze, and then

They took Chris's monster.

Chris

Isa walked to Chris's side, and her usually expressionless face showed a rare look of grievance.

She didn't grab a single enemy.

However, just as Chris was about to comfort Isa, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the mountains and forests ahead.

At the edge of the forest, a tall man with a gloomy face was looking at him.

But Chris's gaze passed over the mercenary leader and looked behind him.

The black robe, and the feathers faintly visible beneath the black robe.

A cultist of the Order of the Black Crow.

Chris said secretly in her heart that she had promised Donald that she would catch the other party.

"Isa."

Chris looked away and whispered to Isa with a serious expression.

She knew that the other party had set his sights on her.

"Ah."

Isa immediately followed Chris and rushed towards each other together.

"Hurry up and keep up with me, and protect little angel Isa!"

President Bai Gei immediately shouted to the members of his guild who were fighting with the mercenaries.

Just leave these miscellaneous soldiers to that bootlicker guild.

But the Gentleman King had the same idea as him. After he and several others beat a mercenary to death, he immediately shouted to the members of his own regiment.

"We are the Royal Guards, protecting Her Highness Chris!"

"Leave the miscellaneous soldiers to the Akshay Sword's offspring!"

"Red bean paste buns!"

The two people who heard each other's shouting looked at each other and turned around to curse.

Then, they spontaneously organized a team of the most technically skilled players in their own regiment, and asked other members to block the mercenaries, trying to escape from the chaotic battlefield to protect Chris/Isa.

"Lick the dog!"

"You're not the same!"

"I'm a lolita con, don't compare me to a licker like you!"

When charging, they encountered Gentleman King and Bai Gei again. As soon as they met, they started to scold each other.

"Hurry up and stop those mercenaries. I want to protect my prince!"

"Why don't you go ahead? I have to protect my little angel!"

The other players from the two guilds silently rushed past the two guild leaders.

Then they cooperated with each other very tacitly to kill the mercenaries on the road, passed the two presidents and rushed towards the forest ahead.

Looking at Chris rushing towards him, she cut down two of her men with one sword and rushed towards her.

Klaus sneered. He was just about to grab the other person, but he didn't expect her to rush up to him.

And with a little guy.

Klaus raised his sword and took a step forward, then saw three men in black robes walking past him.

"Your Excellency, please go and command your men who are about to collapse. We will take care of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"your Highness?"

Klaus frowned and looked at Francis in confusion.

But the other party had already walked past him and walked towards the girl in elf armor without looking back.

The other party ignored his reaction, which made Klaus furious, but he chose to suppress it and took others to support his men.

He didn't expect that when he tried to attack the enemy ambushing in the south while they had no time to react, he would run head-on into an ambush line that had been prepared long ago.

Now his men were being attacked by a group of foreigners who were weak but had a numerical advantage, and were gradually heading towards defeat.

This was something Klaus could not tolerate.

However, just as he turned around and was about to leave, he stopped again.

"Ah~!"

Followed by a shrill scream.

A black shadow flew past Klaus. The familiar black robe that floated past his eyes made him look at the battlefield in astonishment.

Of the three men in black robes who had been arrogant and looked down on everyone, only two were left standing in the field.

what happened?

Francis, standing in the middle of the field, also wanted to know what was going on.

Why, the companion he sent to capture the little guy beside the princess suddenly disappeared from his sight with a scream.

Only the black feathers floating in the air told Francis that his subordinate was in great danger.

PS: The fourth update (4/26), I’m bald now.

Chapter 94:25 What’s going on with these strangers?

Looking at the girl standing in front of me, she had a petite figure and delicate features, and her figure was similar to the dolls I had seen in the rooms of some noble ladies.

Francis and his men stood there in fear, not daring to move, as if they were looking at a giant dragon.

"Master Priest"

Francis's men spoke softly with a trembling voice, saying that he thought it would be better for them to leave now.

After all, their style of action is to hide in the rear rather than appear on the front battlefield.

"Mag, you go hold the little girl back, and I'll catch the princess."

Francis's hoarse voice rang in his men's ears, causing them to look at him in panic.

"Priest, I can't do this. You're asking me to die!"

But at this moment, Francis had already stretched out his arm, which had been transformed into black wings, from under his black robe and gently waved it in the direction of Isa.

When his men wanted to object, Francis had already begun preparing spells.

When the violent wind element turned into a wind blade and hit the humanoid Tyrannosaurus on the opposite side, it also blew his subordinates over.

"The Father's gaze penetrates the past and the future, and he will surely thank you, Mag, for your dedication."

Francis muttered to himself, just looked up at Chris, turned around without hesitation and ran towards the forest.

He threw corrosive and twisted spells behind him without even looking at them, trying to buy himself a chance to escape.

But at this moment, a strong wind came from behind.

He hurriedly stretched out the claws under his wings and erected a magic shield with a faint glow behind him.

But before he could turn around and release the spell he had prepared in his other hand, he was shocked to see the magic shield's returning elements dissipate.

A white, tender, and slender little hand, clenched into a fist, appeared in his sight.

Then a huge force blew his body away.

"Isa, don't push too hard!"

A crisp sound came from not far away, and then he heard an inorganic and calm voice ringing in his ears.

"Oh."

Flying in the air, Francis felt his feet being grabbed by a small hand, and then he was thrown to the ground.

The divine magic that suddenly fell upon him completely restricted his ability to cast spells.

Francis, who was dragged on the ground, could only struggle to turn his head and look behind him. It felt like only a moment.

His trapped subordinates left only a trail of blood on the ground that penetrated the forest, and no trace of them was left.

"The Order of the Black Crow?"

Chris quickly walked towards Isa, who was jogging towards her with the black-robed man, and asked worriedly.

"Are you okay?"

"fine."

Isa nodded vigorously.

"I'm not talking about you, Isa. I'm asking about this guy you dragged here."

"Oh."

Isa lowered her head expressionlessly and kicked Francis hard at her feet.

Following a crisp sound of broken bones, Francis immediately let out a shrill scream.

"He's fine."

Even though she was still on the battlefield, Chris couldn't help but smile helplessly.

She reached out and pinched Isa's little face hard, smiling and comforting the little one.

"I believe in your ability, Isa, so I'm not worried about you at all."