"But you know that those people have your relatives, friends, and important people!!"

"Fight, kill all those outsiders and drive them out!"

Bonn Jones shouted in a deep voice with a burning look and a very firm tone.

"We are the guardians of the east, kill all the invaders!"

"Kill all-you-can-!!"

All the allied warriors shouted.

Their voices resounded through the sky.

"bring it on."

Burn Jones pulled out the eagle-headed sword from his waist with one hand and held it high in front of his chest.

His eyes were just parallel to the sharp blade.

His eyes stared at the distance, the mother of earth stained with snowflakes, gradually rushed in.

A fiery red and burning fighting spirit was condensed on his body.

Appears!

Among the 100,000 knights, only one person has a rare fighting spirit: the fighting spirit of flame.

This flame seemed to be the most dazzling point on the entire grassland.

"rumble……"

The orc cavalry team at the forefront is getting closer and closer to the human army.

Distance is one hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

"It's now!!"

"Use your sword blades to kill all enemies-!!"

Burn Jones let out a beastly roar, and his eyes were red and he rode out, taking the lead in rushing out, as fast as a shadow.

His cloak shook wildly, and his war horses ran, like a black thunder and lightning on the grass.

This legendary knight.

He will do his best to win this war!

(ps: Some authors come here to make black black and write books for interest. I hope you will focus on your own.
Chapter completed!