From Baron to Lord

This left the opposing golden knights dumbfounded.

Clearly, they had struck the other knight's armor, yet he remained completely unscathed.

"Damn it, is this guy wearing a Giant Rock Dragon Turtle's shell?!"

One of the golden knights was about to curse.

However, in a moment of carelessness, Marco's sword struck his arm.

Instantly, a large gash appeared on the golden knight's arm, the sturdy knight armor failing to hinder Marco's sharp blade in the slightest.

"Hahaha, come again!"

Marco's eyes lit up; he realized his knight armor and sword seemed far superior to his opponents', making him even more unrestrained.

At the same time, on the battlefield, the knights of the Duchy of Sharke rapidly charged towards the first layer of ironwood barricades.

After all, with the strength of an entire nation, the number of silver knights far surpassed those of Steel Fist Territory back then.

But the result was the same.

"Clang!"

"Splat!"

The knights confidently swung their swords, only to discover that their sharp blades were producing the sound of metal against stone upon striking the seemingly inconspicuous barricades.

The silver knights fared slightly better, barely managing to chop through the barricades and charge towards the second layer, but the bronze knights were in serious trouble, staring blankly at the ironwood barricades before them.

The obstacle that should have been shattered with a single strike remained intact, naturally leading to a complete change in the outcome.

Before these knights could warn those behind them, the cavalry from the rear had already surged forward.

People pressed against people, horses against horses.

Soon, the knights at the very front were crushed against the ironwood barricades by their companions from behind.

These barricades were lined with sharp, hard spikes, and instantly, the sound of spikes piercing through warhorses and human flesh echoed.

"Ah!"

"No!"

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Immediately, blood flowed out, and the first wave of knights, except for the silver knights and a few bronze knights, were directly killed upon impact with the ironwood barricades!

"Damn it! What's happening?!"

"The people in front are blocked!"

"There's something wrong with those barricades!"

"Retreat!"

Quickly, the front lines became a chaotic mess, and the warriors behind immediately realized something was wrong.

They wanted to retreat.

"Too late!"

"Treants, create walls!"

"Arrow towers, begin firing!"

Someone shouted, and immediately, towering treants began to circulate their magic power, creating ironwood walls that surrounded most of the warriors and knights of the Duchy of Sharke in the front.

At the same time, atop the arrow towers, arrow boxes were aimed at the people below.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The sound of arrows piercing the air rang out.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Ironwood arrows with powerful penetrating force instantly pierced through countless people and horses.

"Ah!"

Blood splattered everywhere on the battlefield.

"Shields!"

"Raise your shields!"

The Duchy of Sharke's forces were undoubtedly elite; after a brief moment of panic, the shield-bearers in the rear immediately raised their shields to protect their comrades.

"Continue the charge!"

The silver knights continued to chop at the ironwood barricades.

Their eyes were unusually determined; although they were in a difficult situation, they firmly believed they could win.

However, reality quickly crushed them.

The ironwood barricades that had already been chopped down reappeared within a few breaths, directly piercing through the warriors who were there, their flesh torn apart, their bodies seemingly no longer whole!

"Damn it! It's magical plants!"

The silver knights' faces changed: "These bastards, retreat! The enemy has mages!"

The silver knights roared as they crossed the ironwood barricades, wanting to lead the retreat.

But at this moment, huge figures flew across the sky, the aerial cavalry streaking through the air, dropping clusters of white, terrifying alchemical bombs!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Compared to ordinary alchemical grenades, alchemical bombs were undoubtedly more terrifying weapons.

"No!"

Clusters of fire soared into the sky, and even the silver knights felt a threat of death.

At this moment, these silver knights, who had been so steadfast in their resolve, cried out in despair.

But soon their wails of despair disappeared.

The battle ended quickly; under the bombardment of alchemical bombs, the remaining survivors were slaughtered by a scorched-earth barrage of ironwood arrows.

"Remove the previous ironwood wall!"

Someone shouted, and the treants immediately removed the ironwood wall they had just created.

Immediately, the warriors of the Duchy of Sharke who had been blocked outside the ironwood wall saw an incredibly bloody battlefield.

In front of them, at least five thousand men had died.

The battlefield was densely packed with arrows, blood flowing everywhere; without the obstruction of the ironwood wall, the blood soon flowed past their feet.

There were also huge, deep pits on the ground, where the corpses were already incomplete.

"Ah!"

"How is this possible?!"

"Damn it, the people of the Lyon Duchy are devils!"

"No! My brother is inside!"

In an instant, the entire battlefield descended into chaos.

Some revealed expressions of fear, some revealed expressions of anger, and some were filled with grief and despair.

"Hahaha, you Sharke Duchy trash, if you have the guts, then keep coming!"

Marco laughed loudly; he had been stabbed in the chest, but the armor had stopped the blade.

"Damn it! This guy is like an iron turtle!"

Just half an hour into the battle, the seemingly unstoppable Sharke army, which had been advancing all along, was fiercely blocked here and slapped hard in the face.

This made the marquises, who had previously been somewhat relaxed, look grim.

"A bunch of useless trash! Everyone, charge! I want to see what they can use to stop golden knights!"

Marquis Green Wolf roared, and immediately the remaining ten golden knights behind them quickly mounted their warhorses and began to charge!

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Chapter 221: Easily Pinch a Marquis to Death, Beast Soul Knight! (1 Seeking subscription, seeking self-order, seeking monthly tickets!)

Marquis Green Wolf was furious; he and the others had swept through most of the Lyon Duchy's territory with the strength of their entire nation, but they had encountered great resistance here, which made him very unhappy.

Not only him, but the other two marquises were also extremely unhappy.

"The enemy has ten golden knights coming over!"

The moment the golden knights on the Sharke Duchy's side moved, the warriors here in Tour City had already noticed.

"These bastards!"

One knight's face was slightly gloomy; the fighting spirit that had been crushed by them had been reunited once more, and the opposing two hundred thousand troops were surging forward like a tide!

Tour City's defenses could stop silver knights, but they couldn't stop golden knights!

"Hehe! The people of the Sharke Duchy only have this much to offer? What? Using golden knights to bully my people, isn't that a bit too shameless?"

The moment Allen's voice rang out, ten golden knights quickly approached the battlefield in the sky above Tour City.

"It's Lord!"

"The Lord is here!"

"Hahaha, you Sharke Duchy trash, prepare to die!"

Allen appeared in the sky in front of the arrow tower.

His aura erupted without reservation, and he was also carrying a fellow like a dead dog in his hand.

"Hmm?!"

"Ninth-level knight!"

"Who is this person!"