The punitive army passed through the town walls that had been demolished yesterday, passed through the burned farmland, and circled around the side of the town that had been turned into ruins. Allen rode on his horse and stared into the distance. He could already see the Raging Flames Castle. No matter what the castle looked like before, it could definitely be described as ferocious and terrifying now. Mason had armed it like a monster. The spikes that stretched out in all directions, the crisscrossing turrets, the densely packed arrow mounds, and the firing holes all silently declared his strength to the enemy.
If he wanted to eat such a castle, he would definitely stab his enemies until their mouths were full of blood.
In front of the castle, the miscellaneous cavalry from yesterday was already waiting in formation. However, after losing a portion of their troops yesterday, the remaining cavalry formation seemed a little loose and not as dense as yesterday.
Woodrick raised his hand.
The army stopped one after another, and Allen also stopped. At this moment, he felt something and raised his head to look in the direction of the Raging Flames Castle. As he zoomed in, he saw someone walking out from the only balcony behind the Raging Flames Castle. It was a tall and dignified man with long black hair. He was dressed in a luxurious robe and a close-fitting fiery red armor. The patterns on the armor flew like flames, as if there was a ball of blazing fire hidden under the man's robe!
When he saw him, Allen knew who he was.
Other than Sword Lord Mason, who else could stand under the castle? Who else could face an army several times their size with a smile on his face? Woodrick also saw the figure. He was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, he looked at Julian and gave the Second Prince enough face. Julian nodded and kicked his horse's abdomen. He left the position a few meters ahead and shouted at the figure on the castle, "Mason! You betrayed the empire, and your crime is unforgivable. However, on account of your contributions to the Emperor, I will give you a chance here today. Give up resistance and follow us back to Oliska for trial! "
Julian raised his Origin Energy, and his voice was loud, echoing between the battlefield and the castle. However, he was still young and inexperienced, and his tone always gave off a feeling of lack of confidence. Of course, facing the Sword Lord of the Ten Saints, other princes might not have done better than Julian.
Mason's laughter came from the castle. At first, it was a chuckle, but in the blink of an eye, it was like a flood that rumbled in the wilderness, "Ridiculous, if these words came out of Tangerio's mouth, then I would still be a little afraid. You? Julian, you're still too young. The battlefield isn't suitable for you. Go back and touch women's breasts. That's more suitable for you. "
The cavalrymen in front of the castle roared with laughter.
Julian's handsome face turned red. He was very angry. Mason was humiliating him in public. Fortunately, the Second Prince was still able to keep his composure and did not fly into a rage as Mason had expected. He just nodded and said in a clear voice, "Since you are unwilling to accept my suggestion, then I can only change to another method."
Turning his horse around, Julian drew his sword and shouted to his army, "In the name of the king, we are here to suppress the traitor Mason. All the warriors … "
Julian turned towards Raging Flames Castle and swung his sword down forcefully. "Charge with me!" He clamped his legs on the horse's abdomen, and the warhorse neighed as it rushed out. Woodrick unsheathed his giant sword and roared as he followed behind Urian. Then, the Giant Dragon Army knights behind him charged in a row!
"Do well, boys!" Russell, who had been appointed as the commander by Mason today, was still wearing his bearskin cloak. In his hand was a rare weapon, the Stinger Meteor Hammer. Not everyone could use it well. Dragging the three head-sized hammers on the ground, Russell pointed at the Imperial Army that was charging over like a tide and shouted from his chest, "Kill them all!"
"Kill!"
The cavalrymen swept past Russell, and he also dragged the Stinger Meteor and ran. With his size and the heavy armor on his body, no warhorse could bear his weight. Russell simply did not ride a horse. In any case, it made no difference to him whether he had a horse or not. He sprinted with all his might, and Mason was watching from Raging Flames Castle. This time, there was no chance for Russell to slack off. The count could only stir up his killing intent and kill a few experts before he stopped.
Compared to the surging Imperial Army, Russell and his cavalrymen were like a powerful wave that lacked momentum. Soon, the two waves of steel met and collided in the middle of the battlefield. The cannons of the Raging Flames Castle rang out at the same time as the sound of metal clashing. The cannonballs dragged along sharp whistles as they flew past the two clashing fronts and landed at the back of the empire's battle formation, exploding into balls of fire.
The Imperial Army immediately returned the favor. The cannons in the firing positions at the rear rumbled in unison, and a cloud of fire immediately exploded on Raging Flames Castle.
As the cannons of the two sides clashed, Russell's shoulders swayed wildly on the ground, knocking into a warhorse of the Giant Dragon Army and sending it flying. The rider on the horse also fell to the ground in a daze. Russell laughed, and the Meteor Hammer burned with dark red flames as it smashed into the chest of a charging Knight. The Knight flew out, and the armor on his chest caved in. It seemed like he would not survive.
Russell killed two riders in a row and narrowed his eyes to search for new enemies. Suddenly, he saw Julian's eye-catching and gorgeous armor. The count grinned sinisterly and rushed over with large strides. The Knight in front of Julian was either knocked back or swept away by the Meteor Hammer.
Julian was using his longsword to slash an enemy soldier when he suddenly saw the Knight in front of him in chaos. Then, a man and horse flew into the air, and Russell's demon-like figure appeared in Julian's eyes. Julian held his breath, but he still turned his horse around and charged at Russell. Russell laughed loudly and suddenly lowered his body, sweeping the Meteor Hammer in his hand across the horse's leg. Julian immediately heard the warhorse under him cry out, and the world began to spin. By the time he came back to his senses, he had already fallen to the ground. After a short period of dizziness, he got up and saw Russell dragging the Meteor Hammer and charging over.
Just as he was about to pounce on Julian, a scarlet saber light suddenly flashed between the two of them. Russell let out a strange cry and stomped his feet on the ground, pressing down on the ground until it arched into a slope. Only then did he stop. Otherwise, if he continued to rush forward, it would be equivalent to giving his neck to the saber light. Julian came back to his senses and saw a familiar figure standing in front of him. The bright red blade was lowered, and there were faint sparks flashing around it.
"Allen!" Julian shouted.
Allen nodded and looked at Russell with a smile. "I'll play with you."
On the balcony of Raging Flames Castle, Mason's ears were filled with the rumbling of cannons. The flickering flames of the turrets below reflected on his face, causing Mason's expression to fluctuate. He held the fence with both hands, and the wind blew from the direction of the battlefield, bringing over flames, smoke, and the pungent smell of gunpowder. Mason took a deep breath and shifted his gaze from the battlefield to the other side.
That direction was the imperial capital, Oliska. Mason's eyes reflected the artillery fire, as if he could see that the ancient capital would eventually be hidden in the flames of war.
A pile of ashes that still flickered with starlight floated towards him, and the arc of Mason's mouth rose a little. He tilted his head slightly, and a dagger drilled out from behind the ashes. Then, a figure appeared in the space behind the ashes. From nothingness, it was like layers of ink were dyed, blurry and clear. The dagger streaked across the tip of Mason's nose. The Sword Lord turned his head to look at the assassin and smiled. Then, he flew backwards as if he was sliding on ice.
After retreating a few meters, Mason looked at the man with a relaxed expression and said, "You didn't learn the Boleyn Family's sword techniques, but you went to learn the Dark World's assassination. Belle Kai, don't you think you're neglecting the essentials? "
Belle Kai, who didn't have a pipe in his hand today and had changed to a dagger, shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "The sword technique is to kill people, and the Dao of assassination is also to kill people. In my opinion, there's no difference. As long as you can kill people, it doesn't matter what method you use."
Mason shook his head, "So this is why you'll never be able to show your face. How can a sneaky person who only knows how to stab people in the back be worthy of being listed in the Ten Saints? Let me help you get rid of your name today." The Sword Lord stretched out his hand and a ball of flames appeared out of thin air. The flames continued to gather and finally condensed into a flaming longsword in his hand.
"It's still uncertain who will die. I think the chances of you dying here are higher." Belle Kai's figure swayed, and his body swayed to the left and right. Belle Kai seemed to have countless incarnations, and dozens of illusions appeared around Mason. Then all the illusions swarmed forward, and the dagger pointed at Mason's body, leaving him defenseless.
Mason smiled and pointed the flaming sword. Suddenly, a red spot lit up under his feet, and a pillar of fire rushed up like a dragon from the red spot. The pillar of fire blocked the figure of the Sword Lord, and at the same time, it knocked away the charging figures. All of Belle Kai's illusions spontaneously combusted without fire. They turned into ashes in the flames, and in the end, only Belle Kai was safe and sound. Mason's long laughter sounded from the pillar of fire. The Sword Lord broke out of the fire and stabbed towards Belle Kai's chest.
A mocking smile appeared on Belle Kai's sword.
Suddenly, a shadow surged behind Mason like a tide. The shadow distorted and turned into a demon-like figure. The Shadow Devil grabbed Mason's back with both hands, and the Sword Lord groaned. Halfway through, the flaming sword drew an arc of light and cut through the shadow. The figure was torn apart like a curtain. Mason's sword did not stop. He swung towards Belle Kai and slashed across his chest. Caleb's face was stunned, and the fire in his chest spread across.
But a moment later, his figure gradually disappeared like a bubble, leaving only an outer robe that was cut in half and fell to the ground.
Mason narrowed his eyes. Belle Kai's figure appeared from nowhere and landed on the balcony railing from midair. Then, he hooked his finger provocatively. Mason pointed the flaming sword at the ground and slashed. A sword light flashed and split the entire balcony into two. The balcony split from left to right and slid down. The visible cut surface was still flickering with flames, and then it exploded into countless rubble. However, Belle Kai's figure was nowhere to be seen. Night Shadow, who was also one of the Ten Saints, had already appeared on a battery on the left side of the balcony. With a slash of his dagger, Belle Kai killed the gunner.
He smiled and flashed to another battery below. Mason smiled. "You just want to lure me out of the castle so that you can join forces with the other experts to besiege me. Belle Kai, since you think so, I'll fulfill your wish. "
Mason kicked with both feet, and the remaining half of the balcony was completely shattered. The Sword Lord swept past the castle like a cannonball, completely ignoring Belle Kai and throwing himself straight towards the front line of the Giant Dragon Army. Seeing this, Belle Kai, who had appeared on a battery, had a bitter expression on his face. He felt as if he had shot himself in the foot.
He could only helplessly chase after him.
Otherwise, even an idiot would know how serious the consequences would be if a Ten Saints expert were to attack wantonly on the battlefield.
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