No matter how long the darkness was, dawn would eventually come.
There was no sun, no light of dawn. Silvermoon City's dawn was gloomy.
The sky was overcast, as if it was about to snow.
The air pressure was very low, so low that it made it hard for people to breathe. The soldiers of the Eastern Region who were feeling suffocated only wanted to find something to vent.
And killing people was undoubtedly the best choice.
Silvermoon City had already turned into a sea of blood and fire.
Shouts and screams intertwined to create a scene of hell on earth.
However, the massacre of the Eastern Region soldiers had thoroughly aroused the anger that had been suppressed for a long time in the hearts of the half-elves. More and more civilians joined the battle, using all kinds of things that could not even be called weapons to resist the evil invaders.
The battle in the Half-Elven Palace was the most bitter.
Countless crazy soldiers of the Eastern Region climbed over the palace walls like ants and killed their way in.
But the half-elven guards in the palace were still tenaciously fighting back, defending the last pure land in their hearts and protecting their queen.
As time passed, Marquis Vincent became more and more anxious.
He kept having the messenger pass on his orders to the frontlines, and also kept transferring troops from outside the city into the city, trying to completely break through the last obstacle in front of him.
"What's wrong with Auston? Why hasn't the palace been taken yet? "
"Lord Marquis, Auston Viscounts said that the resistance of the half-elves in the palace is very fierce. Moreover, our troops in the city are also constantly being attacked, and more and more soldiers are dying …"
Chi!
Marquis Vincent chopped off the head of the herald with his sword. Then, with bloodshot eyes, he ordered a retainer beside him, "Let's go!"
"Take his head to Auston Viscounts and tell him that I'll give him one more hour. If he can't complete the mission on time, I'll kill him! "
"Yes!"
The retainer picked up the bloody head and hurriedly walked down the city wall, heading towards the palace.
At this time, Marquis Vincent suddenly felt a trace of cold air on his face.
He raised his head to look, and didn't know when, but snowflakes were floating in the sky.
At the same time, a sentry horseman staggered up the city wall and reported with a panicked expression, "Lord Marquis, cavalry, Black Cavalry has appeared!"
Marquis Vincent's expression changed abruptly as he turned his head to look outside Silver Moon City.
The sky to the south of the city was already covered by billowing smoke and dust. Then, the earth began to tremble as if a group of ancient giant beasts were charging towards them.
Shock and fear instantly drowned Marquis Vincent's reason.
The Sword of Damocles hanging above his head finally slashed down!
"Lord Marquis? Lord Marquis? "Seeing Marquis Vincent standing there in a daze, the sentinel couldn't help but remind him.
Only then did Marquis Vincent come back to his senses. He forced himself to calm the panic in his heart and immediately ordered, "Pass down the order outside the city. Get into formation and prepare for battle!"
"Yes!"
In fact, in order to prevent the Black Cavalry from attacking from behind, the Sky Horse Legion did not put all of their forces into this siege. At least half of their forces were left outside the city.
Of course, when Marquis Vincent saw that the palace could not be taken down after a long time, he transferred some troops from outside the city into the city.
But at this time, there were at least 20,000 Eastern troops outside the city.
Under Marquis Vincent's military order, they immediately formed a dense spear formation and raised a huge shield, ready to meet the Black Cavalry's attack.
Along with the earth-shattering sound of hooves, the densely packed Black Cavalry formation was like a moving wall, quickly covering the field of vision of the Eastern troops.
In an instant, all the sound in the world disappeared, leaving only a neat note.
On the city wall of Silver Moon City, Marquis Vincent's face instantly turned pale.
The Marquis of the Eastern Border who had bet all his wealth on Colin couldn't help but regret it.
After successfully annihilating the Black Cavalry's main force in the Shadow Canyon, Marquis Vincent had been very proud of himself for a while.
It was inevitable that he felt that the heroes of the world were nothing more than this.
It wasn't until now, when he really faced the Black Cavalry's charge, that he understood how terrifying this invincible army of the Northern Frontier was.
The galloping warhorses caused the earth to shake. The thunder-like sound of horse hooves struck everyone's hearts, making it hard for them to breathe.
Those who hadn't seen this scene with their own eyes would never be able to imagine what kind of terrifying momentum the elite cavalry of the Black Cavalry had when they charged.
Looking down from the top of the city wall, it was like a black flood that had broken through a dam, surging forward with an unstoppable momentum.
At this time, Colin was at the head of this black torrent.
In a trance, he seemed to have returned to half a year ago, when he followed Marquis García and led three thousand heavy cavalry to break through the troll army's formation on the Sky Ice Field.
This kind of indomitable and invincible feeling was the same as before.
The only difference was that the Black Cavalry now belonged to his army!
"Bow! Bow! "
The officers of the Eastern Army shouted at the top of their lungs.
With the sound of bowstrings buzzing, black arrows rose from the Eastern Army's formation into the sky, mixed with a scalp-numbing whizzing sound, and fell into the ranks of the Black Cavalry.
However, the front row of the Black Cavalry was full of heavy cavalry wearing full body armor.
These 500 heavy cavalry soldiers were like a steel shield, blocking all the incoming arrows.
After two rounds of arrow rain, the vanguard of the Black Cavalry had arrived at a distance of about a hundred steps in front of the Eastern Army.
In the next moment, the most visually impactful scene of this battle was about to unfold.
Colin tightly clamped his lance under his right arm, took a deep breath, and held his breath to welcome the upcoming collision.
Bang!
A loud noise, even overshadowed the rumbling of the horses' hooves.
The vanguard of the Black Cavalry finally crashed into the Eastern Army's formation.
At this moment, shields were broken and spears were broken.
Countless lives disappeared like fireworks.
Blood was like cheap dye, wantonly sprinkled.
Screams and the sound of bones breaking were endless.
In this cruel and bloody scene, the terrible impact of the cavalry was suddenly revealed.
The neat shield wall, at the moment of collision, was smashed into pieces, creating numerous gaps.
The light cavalry in the rear didn't waste the blood and lives of the heavy cavalry in front of them. They almost stepped on the bodies of the enemy and their comrades, swarming in from all the gaps, constantly rushing toward the Eastern Army.
Marquis Vincent, on the city wall, had closed his eyes in pain.
The moment the shield wall in front of the Eastern Army was broken, the outcome of this battle was already determined.
At this time, he really understood why his father was so afraid of the Army of the North.
This Black Guard, born from years of bloody battles with the Troll Empire, was not something that the Eastern Army, which had been at peace for a long time, could contend against.
When he opened his eyes again, Marquis Vincent saw a Northern Frontier Knight covered in blood, cutting off the pure white Pegasus flag of the House of Saint Prospero.
The situation was hopeless.
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