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“Trentheim’s mice are retreat again!” The rebels finally gave a cheer, or better say: “They don’t dare to be enemies with us, catch up and kill them!”

This situation is being repeated throughout the battlefield of Minteye.

The sudden rebel forces almost defeated the unstoppable Minteye leader, except for sporadic resistance. In most places, the Trentheim people are constantly retreat, evacuated and even annihilated.

Matthew turned his head and saw the flag of Southern Territory noble erected in the direction of Welland. On one side, the banner of the occupation is being erected south of the river bank in Olde, and the progress of the noble army has begun to accelerate, or it is better to say that the resistance of the Trentheim people is getting weaker.

“It seems to be winning.”

He thought of this in his heart.

But it was at this time that the noble flag that had just been erected on the hill in the direction of Welland Ferry suddenly collapsed.

Matthew just saw this scene. He saw a Knight rushing up the hill from the other side and cutting the flag bearer from the crowd.

Matthew looked at it with horror. It must have been the Trentheim cavalry, but why would they have a combative force here at this time, they not only did not evacuate. Instead, it launched an attack on the front of the coalition forces?

Are these people crazy?

He watched as one of the other Knights appeared on the hill, and the poor noble smugglers who had occupied the hills were killed. Those Knight scornfully dropped the noble flag that was cut off on the ground.

Then the other banner appeared on the hill.

The first thing it reveals is a spear tip, with the silvery ornament of Aouine’s sacred lily engraved on the tip of the spear. Then the whole banner jumped from behind the hills.

Matthew actually narrowed his eyes.

That’s not the flag of White Lion Guards.

Nor is it the Fir Tree Shire’s Emblem flag –

It is a silver, square flag waving in the wind, with a spike-like texture on the banner, a red ribbon encircling the silver star and the white moon, and under the stars and the moon, the emblem of the Corcova royal silver lily.

That is the representative of Aouine’s Star Moon Lily Flag.

Matthew hearted a healthy jump.

He quickly snapped the grass roots in his mouth and spit it on the ground. Turning back to his own Knights, “The whole team, the whole team, let Lancer move forward!”

A row of Knight appeared on the hills, then in the second row, the third row, and they lined up the hills neatly.

Silver’s armor gleamed in the white sunshine, it was like a silver wave, and there was no lonely private soldier who fled under the hill.

In fact, there is another army of a noble from here, but Matthew looked at the unfortunate man’s move and realized that they could not help themselves and could not help themselves. He can only pray for those damn idiots and don’t help yourself.

“These Trentheim people must be crazy…”

Matthew’s mind was a mess at the moment, and he finally realized who the opponent was. It was the White Lion Knight of the Trentheim, who must have been killed from Horta.

But they dared to attack the front line of the coalition forces on the Alder River.

The Noble Knight, who was not far from him, finally reacted and quickly turned his Lancers to the whole team, but it was already too late, the river bank shook, and there was a silver wave rolling in the distance.

Some people began to scream retreat, and the thin line of the remaining Lancer couldn’t stop the terrifying army, they were rushed. Matthew saw with his own eyes that the Noble Knight was poked off by a gun, and then he was crushed by the skull, his eyes mixed with white brain splashing out, and then falling into a mass of snow.

Their opponents have no mercy, and they don’t want to keep their hands because they are noble. This is totally incompatible with the Laws of the Aouine War. Even Madara’s undead will try to leave Noble Knight alive, so that he can exchange a lot of money. Ransom.

These people must be demons.

Matthew couldn’t help but squat. He felt for the first time that one’s own guts were not enough on the battlefield. He almost produced the subconscious behavior of retreat at that moment, but the experience accumulated over the battlefield for many years kept him awake. Come over.

This moment must not be retreat, retreat is death.

Suddenly there were several wizards in the sky. These Sasaarland wizards with blue robes swept past the sky above his head, and rushed to the sudden appearance of the White Lion Knight, the Buga! Fortunately, Ma Xiu’s heart was saved, but he was saved, but there was some confusion in his heart. Whenever there was a Buga person’s wizard in this direction, he always monitored the battlefield. The Silver Lineage’s reaction was too fast, and it was four. personal.