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Elion elves are born knights, and the Kingdom of Elion inside Ulthuan is rich in elven BMWs.

Every Elion knight is a master of equestrian skills. They grew up on horses.

The vast grassland is the hunting ground of Hunter God Kunos, but the knights of the Fire of Asuryan legion are all devout Asuryan believers, and their respect for Kunos is secondary.

The flaming phoenix flag swayed among the silver-helmeted knights. Even though the long journey on the sea had left the elves and horses in low condition, the knights were ready to charge towards the enemy.

They will not forget the war more than ten years ago. To the elves, just ten years ago seems like yesterday.

Druzi is as cruel as before, and Asul is as heroic as before.

Only this time it was not the arrogant Witch-King who led the Druchi army, and Assur was not holding on hopelessly in Ulthuan.

The knights in silver helmets grasped the silver spears of Ismaila tightly, and more than three thousand knights reorganized their military formations in just a moment.

Teams of knights marched side by side, forming more than 300 small teams.

Prince Airion returned to the front of the military formation with the Fire Phoenix battle flag, and the Spear of Asuryan began to slowly move towards the battlefield.

While marching, the war horse's galloping speed became faster and faster, changing from a slow walk to a trot. Finally, after reaching the charging distance, the war horse's speed was as fast as the wind.

Prince Arion took the lead, the battle flag fell as the spear leaned forward, and all the silver-helmeted knights received the charge order.

The knight squad dispersed during the charge, and every ten knights served as a sharp blade to break through the enemy.

The Executioner Legion detached some soldiers to try to block the torrent of Ismailan Silver, but this was obviously in vain.

The elf war horses easily crossed the pile of corpses, and the unfavorable terrain did not affect their charge at all.

The heavily armored knights were as sharp as sharp swords. The executioners who charged in the first round were all pierced by spears. The second round of charges that followed easily broke the already chaotic executioner formation.

The third round of charge was deeply embedded in the executioner's army, and the fourth round of charge almost separated the executioner's front army and rear army.

At the end of five rounds of charges, the knights had completely penetrated Drucci's line.

The earth trembled as thousands of horses galloped, and it did not stop trembling until the knights in silver helmets reorganized their troops on the west side.

To the north, the black dragon flag led the nightmarish black knights, rushing straight towards the silver-helmeted knights who had just finished reorganizing their army.

Hagrid Grave's Spear of the Witch King is here!

Unlike Asur's wild shouts and fierce fighting, the cold lizard fear knights are as silent as dead animals. In order to control the cold lizard, they sacrificed their senses and have become numb.

Hagrid Grave's fear lord Malus Blackblade raised the Cain Dimension Sword, and with a cruel smile, he selected the charge target for the cold lizard fear knights.

Both sides were equally fearless, but what made Assur even worse.

A troop of Doomfire Warlocks bearing the banner of Slaanesh arrived at the battlefield at full speed.

The elves of Arion charged bravely against the two legions, and only death could stop them. The fanatics of Asuryan would fight to the death before complete defeat.

The Elf Prince once again acted as the spearhead and called out to the soldiers.

For Asuryan!

The knights responded to the call of their leader and shouted with determination and enthusiasm.

Wan Sheng!

Wan Sheng!

Wan Sheng!

The pink smoke summoned by the Doomfire Warlock dissolved part of the charging knights in silver helmets, but the overwhelming magic did not curb the momentum of the knights' charge.

The Elf Prince was hit by dozens of dark rays, but before he fell from his horse, the charging nobles took over the Fire Phoenix battle flag and continued to charge towards the seemingly impossible enemy.

The silver torrent was the first to hit the black frenzy of cold lizards. The collision caused continuous thunder on the ground, and almost all the knights who collided with each other died in battle.

Malus Black Blade and his bodyguards broke through the left wing of the Silver Helmet Knights, but the elven nobles led the knights on the right wing and penetrated the army of Cold Lizard Dread Knights.

The elf noble who held the battle flag wore hundreds of wounds and persevered until the end of the charge before dying.

Another elf noble took over the battle flag and the spear symbolizing the legion. The flaming phoenix stood among the thousands of troops. With determination to die, the Fire of Asuryan burned towards the Doomsday Fire without stopping. Warlock Legion.

The magic of the Desperate Raiders legion caused tentacles and fangs to sprout from the earth. The silver torrent crashed through the magic of Slaanesh. No knight's armor remained intact. All Asur were inevitably destroyed by the powerful legion. Magic affects.

But the Doomfire Warlock's tricks end there.

The distance was close enough, and the silver torrent ignored the black that was chasing behind it, and collided with the warlocks who were eager for relief.

The warlock without armor was easily smashed into pieces by the silver sharp edge. The war horses screamed in the collision. The noble mount holding the flag broke its leg. He tried his best to throw the war flag to the compatriots beside him and died. Under the chaotic hooves.

The Fire Phoenix battle flag was reborn from the ashes again. Even though the knights were severely depleted by successive charges, they also reorganized their formation during the charge and started another round of charge.

The banner of Slaanesh was washed away by the silver torrent, and these exiles were completely doomed.

On the south side of the battlefield, taking advantage of the Fire of Asuryan to severely hit the executioner's army, Thoros took the lead in solving his opponent.

The executioner chopped off the lizard man's arm, but was unable to stop the cold-blooded beast from attacking. Their dodge became a delusion as the speed of the attack increased due to rage.

The lizard corpses scattered on the ground became an obstacle. Whenever the executioner was forced to approach them, the dead would suddenly rise up and instinctively use their claws and fangs to kill the enemy.

Many Thoros looked like they should have died long ago. Their blood had been drained out, and there were wounds all over their vital organs. However, the bloody warriors continued to kill persistently.

The tired Iris sentries cooperated with the cold-blooded rage and broke through the executioner's army in one fell swoop, and then killed all the scattered executioners.

Eltharion saw the lizard champion who was facing siege, and the elven nobles rushed to the rescue without hesitation.

One scarred veteran led the remaining warriors to open the gap, and Asur mixed in among the lizards, making up for Thoros's slightly slower disadvantage, and repelled waves of incoming executioner squads.

Blind Eltharion's rune-tooth sword distracted the hysterical Witch Helibon for a moment, and the elven nobles blocked the siege of Lynch by the executioner champions.

Lynch dragged her bleeding body straight towards Helibon. The scepter's continuous attacks made her retreat, and Eltharion's sword edge made her in a dilemma.

She can suppress any individual champion, but she cannot ignore the sharpness of any champion.