ps: Today's second update, there will be another update to the evening

Southern border, clear water city.

This city, Swan Castle, and the lakeside fortress are all on the edge of the big lake of Bishui Lake. The shape of Bishui Lake is an ellipse that is nearly 150 kilometers long, with the ellipse being northeastern.

The end point below the long axis is the lakeside fortress. A bridge across the Bishui Lake is built in the narrowest part in the middle. A defensive castle is built on the bridgehead. Because swans often live on both sides, it is called the Swan Castle. The Bishui City is located at the northern end of the long axis.

Because of the connection of the lake, the three defense points can quickly support each other with wooden ships. The time difference is only two days, and it can almost be said to be connected together. This excellent geographical location just forms a solid line of defense for Baiyun City in the southeast corner of the principality.

Of course, the location is good, but not enough people, everything is useless.

After the news of Baiyun City being breached came out, not only the Grand Duke was anxious, but also the lords and nobles behind Bishui Lake were not easy. They all sent their family soldiers to Bishui City. Even some of the foresighted mercenaries and heroes ran to Bishui City to help defend, hoping to obtain some merits and get the opportunity to be promoted.

On the fifth day, the number of formal defenders in Bishui City reached 15,000, and the militia temporarily recruited 10,000. The Swan Castle reached 5,000, and the Lakeside Fortress reached 8,000, which was at least five times stronger than the previous strength.

On the fifth day, news came from the Church of Glory that the Knights of Glory was about to arrive, and the leader of the Knights was Joseph Martin.

This is a big shot, the Lord of Bishui City Flino was ecstatic and took the whole city's officials out of the city to greet him for ten miles.

It was already late autumn, and the Principal of Lehman was already north. The climate was cold, and the weather was not very good today. The sky was full of dark clouds and the cold wind from the extreme north was blowing, which was really a bit cold.

A group of officials stood beside the road, huddled their necks and hid in a thick fur cloak. From a distance, they looked like a silly brown bear.

"I don't know when they will arrive, but this weather will freeze to death."

"It's almost time, probably, the church said it's noon at the latest."

"No accidents happen on the way."

"Crow's mouth, don't talk nonsense."

The officials muttered softly. The city lord Florino remained silent, his eyes fixed on the end of the road.

The news that Baiyun City was broken has spread, and several survivors who escaped from Baiyun City described the existence of a terrifying undemon.

This demon acted like the wind, killed people like cutting grass, and the most powerful knight in Baiyun City, Colossen, was like a rabbit in front of him. He was killed with one sword. More than thirty powerful guards rushed forward, and a circle of red light dispersed, and everyone turned into two halves. This power was so powerful that it was simply indescribable.

It is said that these news were reported by a coachman who took business outside the city lord's mansion. Seeing that something was wrong, the coachman immediately ran away and hid all the way. After a lifetime of death, he finally escaped with the favor of the Lord of Glory.

Regardless of the truth or false news, Folino felt his neck feel cold. It seemed that the undead demon would jump out at the next moment and repeat the killing of Baiyun City in Bishui City.

So when he heard that the Paladin was coming, he was so excited. The Paladin was the sharpest sword of the Lord of Glory in the mortal world. I am afraid that only he could block the terrifying undemon.

Time passed slowly, and more than half an hour had passed since noon. The glorious knights still did not appear.

Everyone was anxious and the officials were talking, with anxiety on their faces.

Could it be that something really happened? This is on the west side of Bishui City, not on the east side. There shouldn't be any undead on the road, right?

The officials of Bishui City were anxious and anxious. Their concerns were not wrong. The Knights of the Glory were indeed in big trouble.

There are 200 Glorious Knights in this team, each of which has the power comparable to the power of the Knight Lieutenant, that is, the level 30 knight mentioned by Luo Lin. This power is extraordinary and is already the essence of Glorious Church.

The group had just returned from the south and heard that Baiyun called it a difficult situation, they immediately rushed to Bishui City. They worked without stopping, only slept for four hours in one night, crossed 700 kilometers in three days, and finally arrived at the Gray Wolf Hill fifty kilometers away on the west side of Bishui City.

The gray wolf was covered with weeds and rocky rocks, with only a small path in the middle. Two hundred paladins had to be pulled into a slender team by the narrow road.

Joseph Martin was at the front of the team. He was wearing a dark gold legendary battle armor, holding a silver-white broad sword on his back, and a pure-blooded flaming war horse under his crotch. The days and nights of traveling made his face covered in dust, and the light of the battle armor was a little dim, but his eyes were still energetic. The eyes of these eyes were bright silver. This was not his true nature, but the influence of the powerful holy power in his body.

About halfway through the road, Joseph suddenly felt something was wrong, so he raised his hand to stop the team and stopped him. He looked left and right at the weeds that were half a person tall on both sides of the road, and his face became very serious: "Prepare for battle!"

He felt the breath of darkness.

The Knights of Glory immediately took off their shields from the side of the horse's back and took out their swords. Joseph Martin also untied his giant sword from his back.

This sword is a magical artifact in the church, called the Silver White Sword. The bright silver sword is engraved with brilliance runes. It has only one function, which is to help the sword master condense sacred power. It was originally just a legendary combat skill of the lower level. After the condensation of this sword, it can become a higher-level combat skill. This is also the capital for Joseph to confront the real martial saint.

Just as the Knight of Light had reacted, suddenly one pot of pottery flew out of the grass.

The knights immediately raised their shields to block the cage, but the pottery exploded immediately. The flames that exploded were light blue, and the temperature was unimaginable. The shields in the knights' hands were melted into juice, and the high-temperature juice flowed down, easily breaking through the holy power protection of the glorious knights.

For a moment, screams came one after another, and many of the Glorious Knights were burned by the terrible flames and let out inhuman screams, rolling left and right on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies. But in vain, these were unfortunate, and those who were lucky were burned to death directly without experiencing any pain.

With just one round of attack from the pottery, more than 50 paladins were burned to death.

Paladin Joseph was shocked and shouted: "Light the fire, set the holy fire in the haystack! Force them out!"

He started his sword, and a golden holy force rushed into the haystack beside the road. With a "boom", the dry grass in late autumn suddenly ignited golden flames, and the fire spread rapidly.

The same is true for the Glorious Knights. One by one, the glorious fighting skills rushed into the haystack. In just a moment, golden flames ignited from the roads on both sides.

A scream came from the flames, and then black shadows rose into the air, with sharp claws on the hands and feet and wings on the back. It was the ace gargoyle of the undead, with more than a hundred.

One of the gargoyles was riding an old man in black clothes and white hair on his back. He looked at the knight below and laughed: "Joseph, I heard that you are the most powerful warrior of the Lord of Glory. Do you dare to fight me?"

Joseph Martin stared at the opponent on the gargoyle's back and sneered: "Morovogen, I knew it was you!"

"Haha, a few days ago, I killed the Lord of Baiyun City. The old man knelt at my feet crying and begged me to spare my life, saying that he is willing to be loyal to the dark, but I hate such a person the most, so I cut his head. What about you, Paladin, when I defeat you, will you pray for life?" Morovogen laughed.

Joseph Martin responded to tit: "You are too arrogant, Morovogen, a swordsman who can't even keep his own sword. What qualifications do you have to say to defeat me!"

Morovogen's weapon Silver Moon was preserved in the arsenal of Grand Duke Lehman, and was guarded day and night. Grand Duke also widely promoted this matter and compiled a song to allow the bard to spread it widely throughout the Principality.

The full moon sword saint lost the silver moon. Everyone in the mainland knew about this. Many children were still singing nursery rhymes everywhere.

The loss of the sword was the first great hatred of Morovogen in his life. Now that he was caught in person by Joseph, his gray face turned pale again, and he said coldly: "There are always times when killing on the battlefield. What's the matter!"

"It seems that the dignified Full Moon Sword Saint not only destroyed his sword, but also lost the glory of the Sword Saint. If I were to change me, it would be better to commit suicide on the spot. Demon of the Demon, today, my silver swearing sword will judge your crimes on my behalf!"

Joseph Martin jumped off the horse's back, and his holy power flowed like flames. He roared: "Knights, fight!"

He rushed up the hillside.

Morovogen also jumped off the back of the gargoyle, holding his new sword in his hand, and rushed over to the pilgrimage knight.

The gargoyles and the glorious knights were not idle either. They both disliked each other and began to fight.

The Paladin also launched a confrontation against Morovogen.

The giant sword in his hand was burning with pure white light, and silver thorn flowers made of holy power were emitted from the air, dragging out a gorgeous silver light path behind the rushing paladin.

"Sword of Judgment!" Joseph slashed at Morovogan.

The giant sword drew a semicircle, and the white moon flashed, with wild and domineering momentum, and the holy power was as majestic as the sea. At this moment, Joseph Martin was like a god.

This is Joseph's most skillful combat. He is confident that there are no more than three people on the mainland who can block this sword.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, his sword was blocked. There were indeed no more than three, but today the Full Moon Sword Saint is one of them.

It was clearly a one-handed sword, but it was just a simple cross-sword blocking, but it made Martin feel like he was hitting the mountain. An indescribable powerful force recoiled from the opponent's sword, and forced Joseph to retreat three steps back.

Morovogen did not take advantage of the situation to catch up. He was much better than the other party in competition of martial arts, but the other party's holy power was almost endless, and he was holding a magical artifact that had been passed down by the Glorious Church for thousands of years in his hand.

When the sword slashed, the condensed holy power actually broke through his defense and invaded his body, forcing him to use the magic of death to expel him, and his subsequent offensive was interrupted.

With this kill, both sides have gains and losses, and victory and defeat are difficult to predict.

Joseph completely put away his contempt for Morovogen. The Full Moon Sword Saint is the Full Moon Sword Saint. Even if he becomes an undead, his martial arts skills still stand at the peak of the world. This is an unforgettable fact.

Seeing a solemn look on the paladin's face, Morovogen smiled: "Your sword is good, and you have received very deep divine favors, but this cannot save you!"

Today, his sword tastes the blood of the Paladin!

Unfortunately, the one in his hand is not Silver Moon. Morovogen sighed in a little regretful way. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!