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York City, Grand Duke's Mansion, backyard side house.

The room was dark, and the moonlight streaming through the glass skylight on the roof was like mercury.

Fei Fei lying on the bed looked like he was asleep, as long as he didn't pay attention to the blood hole as big as a bowl on his chest.

He wasn't breathing, and his heartbeat didn't beat for several minutes.

The only three life-saving sealing magic scrolls "Guardian of Light" were all taken by Anthony on Feifan in the underground temple.

Strangely, the Dark Sword did not cause piercing damage.

But the heart surrounded by a circle of black energy was revealed in front of Anthony, which made people shudder.

His pale face was lifeless, but Anthony knew that Fei Fei was definitely in an indescribable situation.

Good results, safe and sound. The worst plan is to die directly.

Bang Feifan pushed the silver-haired bangs that blocked his eyes to the side and sighed quietly.

"It's easy to find the right disciple, Fei Fei, you have to survive!"

"If the old man finds out, I don't know if he will beat me to death!"

Things went so smoothly, but I didn't expect that something went wrong in the last step of winning the treasure.

Tonight is considered a disaster for the Grand Duke's Mansion. No one should disturb this remote room. The slaves are probably hiding in the room and shivering.

York Adams in the Dark Temple, with a smile on his lips, obtained the domination artifact in his sleep, and killed everyone.

Outside the Grand Duke's Mansion, the four Blood Word Knights were no longer fighting on their own.

From the gate and the side entrance of the two arrow towers, fifty "double lance" knights swarmed in.

Across the suspension bridge, Brotherhood Arbitrator Daforman waved his hand, and the same fifty "Blackstone Knights" lined up.

"Earth Wall Technique"

I saw a high-level earth magician in the Brotherhood camp, waving his staff with both hands, and a "bridge"-shaped earth wall was placed flatly on the moat.

The knights of both sides charged separately. In the small area in front of the gate of the Duke's Palace, knights No. 100 fought against each other.

The "Double Lancers" knights have extraordinary combat power. Each knight has two hands and two spears, and only relies on his legs to control the wildebeest.

When fighting, one shot stabbed a man and the other shot a horse.

The collision of the silver waves and the black berm caused several gaps in the "Black Stone Knights" in less than a minute.

"Quick, quick, close the gap, we must not let them charge back and forth!"

Behind the knights on both sides, bursts of tail-feather arrows were shot like dark clouds, and the sound of "chirp" was heard endlessly.

Fortunately, they were all ordinary arrows. The arrows hit the knight's plate armor with a clanking sound.

Except for the unlucky one who was shot directly into the war horse, it fell to the ground and bounced a few times, but there was no movement.

However, the tail feather arrows fired were not to actually kill the opponent's heavily armored knights, but to defend against the magician corps following behind the knights.

"Lord Daforman, the Blackstone Knights are no match for the Double Lancer Knights!"

"Haha, if you can break through the Grand Duke's Mansion with fifty Black Stone Knights, the Grand Duke of York is too worthless!"

"Send another fifty Blackstone Knights, and also send the Magician Corps."

"I obey your orders, Lord Daforman!"

The Grand Duke of York, who was in the study room of the Grand Duke's Mansion, listened to the butler's report, grabbed the pipe on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

"The role of the Black Stone Knight is mainly reflected in resisting magic. Against the double lance knight, without a strength gap of three to five times, they will not be able to reach the gate of the Grand Duke's Palace."

"Report" A sudden report interrupted the conversation between the master and the servant in the room.

After receiving permission, the knight outside the door held his sword and entered.

"Grand Duke, the Brotherhood has once again added fifty Blackstone Knights, and a group of thirty to fifty magic regiments to support the battlefield!"

"Haha", the Duke of York stood up, walked to the knight, and tightened the loose knight's cloak.

"Daforman is going to fight the Magic Corps to make up for the lack of Blackstone Knight's combat power!"

"Pass the order, the artillery and steam cannons on the arrow tower will attack the Brotherhood's magician corps. We don't have many magicians in the Duke's Palace. Don't activate if the battle situation is not critical."

"Bang" the knight beat his chest with his right hand and was ordered to leave.

The addition of the Brotherhood's Magic Corps did cause a lot of trouble to the Lancers, but it was just trouble.

The minimum combat level for "double lance" knights is the intermediate level, and most of the Blackstone Knights opposite are composed of free knights within the Brotherhood.

One-on-one, or the Blackstone Knights can have a slight upper hand, but the battle between knights depends on the overall cooperation and the momentum of the team battle.

These two points are exactly what the Brotherhood of Blackstone Knights lacks.

You know, across the entire continent, a knight needs a lot of dinars to support him.

The "Knights of Lancers" were raised by the Grand Duke of York, and the Grand Duke of York was supported by taxes from the entire York County.

Therefore, one hundred black stone knights faced off against fifty double lance knights, still showing signs of decline.

The Magician Corps that he joined later was even more of a joke.

One of the magicians, who was wearing an intermediate fire badge, made a big fireball for a long time and hit the double lance knight, leaving only a circular burn mark on the plate armor.

Almost every double lance knight knows the "Man of Steel" skill, which is really difficult to fight.

Just when the middle-level magician of the Brotherhood was stunned, a black and oily cannonball screamed and rolled down not far from him.

"boom"

With a loud noise, the magician raised his staff to the sky with one hand, leaving a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and fell down.

Some people are unlucky, and some are lucky.

A brotherhood earth magician, hiding behind three earth walls he had pulled up, released waves of "earth thorns".

Some knights who had no time to dodge, or who did not use the "Steel Body" skill, were lifted into the air along with their wildebeests and pierced in a string.

It has to be said that earth magicians have the highest survival rate among magic corps.

The attack was thwarted, and the Brotherhood Commander came to Arbitrator Daforman with an anxious expression and saluted:

"Lord Daforman, the magician corps has not worked. Do you want high-level magicians to enter the battlefield?"

Touching the ring on his hand, Daforman shook his head slightly.

"Wait a minute, the high-level troops sent by the Grand Duke's Palace are only the four Blood Word Knights. If we send high-level combat forces now, we won't be able to force out Old Man York's trump card!"

The commander bowed and left. Dafuman turned around and looked respectfully at a wizard who was wrapped in a black robe.

Yes, two seventh-level magicians from the Royal Capital Brotherhood.

One of the great wizards went to complete a small task of kidnapping the Duke's son, but he never returned and his whereabouts are unknown.

This is the only remaining seventh-level backhand. Dafuman showed absolute respect. Anyway, he was just accompanying him with a smile, and he would not lose a piece of flesh.

Ever since I heard news from the neighboring Kingdom of Bitland, the Brotherhood had successfully captured the main city, liberated all the slaves in the main city territory, and had the brutal Duke hanged.

The radical Da Forman couldn't help it, fame and fortune were at hand.

When he was young, Daforman's family was well off, and his parents spent all their family savings to obtain a "Sir" title for him in his home territory.

It turned out that he had been deceived. It was just a title and he did not enjoy the slightest aristocratic rights.

The young and frivolous Daforman went to the baron's palace to argue, but the baron's knight broke his legs and threw him out.

A story about a loser's counterattack and revenge. At the end of the story, Daforman killed everyone in the baron's family, including the slaves.

Later he moved to Yorkshire and joined the Brotherhood.

In the brotherhood, Daforman, who was bullied by the nobles, gained everyone's sympathy.

Coupled with the fact that Daforman is good at business and does things in a glamorous manner, he slowly rose to the position of arbitrator of the York City Brotherhood.

Just being under the president and vice president obviously does not satisfy him.

With the news from Bitland Kingdom and the help of two magicians from the capital, Dafuman launched a rebellion. The vice president was killed, the president and some senior officials were arrested, and the rest who were disobedient were either killed or escaped.

The two magicians from the royal capital had a purpose. They needed an item in the basement of the Grand Duke's Mansion.

Fortunately, they made two preparations, kidnapping the Duke's youngest son, and forcing the Duke to agree to the conditions.

Or start a riot and storm the Duke's Palace to find it themselves.

If the kidnapping fails, all that remains is the robbery by force.

The battle continued, and the "cracking" sounds of the huge fires on both sides of the moat were masked by the rushing sounds of knights from both sides.

For junior and intermediate magicians, the casting range is much smaller than the range of artillery and steam cannons.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the Brotherhood's magic regiment had been reduced by half.

"Click rub rub"

The Brotherhood commander rushed over to face Da Forman again.

"Sir, the Magician Corps has withdrawn. Can the reserve Blackstone Cavalry Regiment press forward?"

Daforman, who was staring closely at the battlefield, pondered for a moment and asked:

"Except for the Brotherhood members in the inner city, all the combat forces outside the Duke's Palace are pressing forward! However, the Blackstone Cavalry Regiment and the high-ranking troops remain unchanged!"

"My lord, are you planning to let the spearmen and archers cross the river?"

"Yes," Da Forman responded solemnly without any emotion in his eyes.

The young commander gave Da Forman a serious look before taking the order.

But his heart couldn't be calm.

These are just ordinary people in the Brotherhood, most of whom are at the entry level without skills, also known as cannon fodder.

But Daforman is not stupid. Even cannon fodder has value, right?

He turned around and exchanged a few words with the black-robed wizard behind him, his flattering expression showing satisfaction.

Later, Daforman came to two people who were also dressed in black robes and hoods.

"Two presidents, the Altar of Order is separated from you by a wall. Can't you still be tempted?"

One of the men in black robes raised his head, revealing his chin with a gray beard, and said in a loud voice:

"Dafuman, if you deceive us, your fate will definitely be a hundred times more miserable than the two arrow towers!"

Looking at the two towers of jet cannonballs and steam cannonballs, Daforman grinned: "Of course!"

After receiving a response, the two men in black robes looked at each other and disappeared from Da Forman's eyes.

"The two senior insurance men are really honest!"

In fact, Daforman only used the "Altar of Order" as bait. When he learned that all the presidents of the main city of the Underwriters Association had been summoned to the royal capital, and the remaining three vice-presidents were at odds with each other, the "bait" conspiracy came into being. born.