Okaglar Battle (VI)

In the grand war involving more than 100,000 people, even the death of a young Earl was just an insignificant part of the battlefield, and did not even cause much of a ripple.

The kingdom's army continued its advance, seemingly unstoppable. All order appeared to be gradually collapsing, and military orders could no longer even leave the command center. The private armies of each family fought independently, sparing no effort to preserve their own strength.

Amid this chaotic situation, the most elite force of the Bosque Duchy, the private army passed down through generations for centuries, finally mobilized in full force.

"Lionheart Knight Order! March!"

"Fight for Grand Duke Leo! Fight for the Bosque Duchy!"

The Grand Master of the Lionheart Knight Order, "Golden Lion Knight" Maxi Stewart, held a shield in his left hand and raised a lance with the Bosque banner attached to it in his right.

Banners fluttered in the air, Lionheart Knight ' battle cries, like the roar of lions, shook the battlefield.

"Fight for Grand Duke Leo!"

"Fight for the Bosque Duchy!"

The Lionheart Knight Order, led by six renowned knight commanders. Almost every member of the team is a level four or higher professional. When they unite to form a well-organized battle formation, they can unleash a power far exceeding the sum of their individual strengths.

The Lionheart Knight ' luxurious armor and dazzling shields quickly attracted the attention of the enemy, not only the kingdom's army eager to seize this prize and gain merit, but also players hoping to loot the corpses and obtain equipment. They stared at these Lionheart Knight, who exuded an air of extravagance, with bloodshot eyes.

"Holy crap, these elite monsters are so cool!"

Leave me a suit of armor!

"Hehe, I really want to strip them all naked."

"They're Lionheart Knight! Kill them, and we'll get the title!"

Maxi showed no fear, but simply raised his Oath Sword and shouted, "All Lionheart Knight, heed my command! Warding Bond!"

The Lionheart Knight simultaneously raised their silver swords, which shone brilliantly. As the Holy Oath Spell took effect, chains of light linked together on their bodies, linking each order of knights led by a high-ranking knight commander together, forming small groups of twenty, and these groups were all connected to the tip of the Golden Lion Knight's sword.

Ultimately, these 120-plus people came together, raising their heavy shields to form an impregnable and dazzling fortress on the battlefield.

They are adept at both offense and defense, taking into account each other's strengths and weaknesses, and each has their own role.

Damage that hits any one member will be shared across the entire Knights Order.

Their attacks can also be stacked on a single member, displaying unimaginable power.

This also made the Lionheart Knight mobile fortresses on the battlefield, capable of both fierce defense and devastating destruction, hence the name "Lion Barrier" of the the North.

"Kill them all!"

"For the Embers of the Burned King!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amidst the whistling of gunfire, the Hobgoblin and Tiefling unleashed a torrent of bullets upon them.

However, the Lionheart Knight ' silver shields rippled with magic, emitting a dazzling light that blocked all the powerful bullets fired from the most advanced semi-automatic rifles.

The kingdom's army had never seen such a defense before.

The Ogre grenadiers hurled grenades, attempting to inflict heavy casualties on the knights from within their ranks.

The players' methods were endless: spears, hammers, poison canisters, Molotov cocktails, even Kobold ' smelly leather pants and Wyvern dung—basically anything that could cause some damage would be used as a weapon and thrown around.

Of course, they also have their own explanations.

Wars, by their very nature, come in many forms.

But the radiant shield also appeared directly above the legion, blocking debris from all directions and thwarting the players' plans.

As expected of the most elite force of the Bosque family, under Maxi's leadership, the Lionheart Knight maintained their formation and advanced steadily, their sharp spears piercing through any monsters or players that stood in their way.

They miraculously stabilized the surrounding allied forces' defensive lines, and even showed signs of pushing back.

"Holy crap, that's a really hard turtle shell!"

"How are we supposed to fight like this? Is there anyone like Tu Xingsun who can burrow underground?"

"Where's the Wild Sorcerer? Come out and save me! Draw a Ninth Circle Spell!"

"No, no, no, please don't! Who knows if her Ninth Circle Spell is aimed at teammates or opponents?"

Players discussed the issue animatedly, finding themselves helpless against the "Lion Fortress" before them, and came up with many strange and unusual solutions.

The kingdom's commanders were also quite troubled by this. The Ogre ' heavy artillery should be able to break through their defenses, but now that the two sides were already locked in combat, those shells weighing hundreds of pounds could easily cause unnecessary casualties to their own side.

"Let them see the Path of Nature! I'll go! Awooo—"

The naked Holy Light Bro let out a roar.

With the [Enlarge Person] spell activated, he lay on the ground in a strange posture, transforming into a huge bear. He leaped down from the top of the hill and pounced straight at the group of Lionheart Knight.

"Swish—"

The Lionheart Knight raised their lances in unison.

The giant bear that Holy Light Bro had transformed into was instantly riddled with dozens of holes.

Immediately afterward, the Polymorph failed, and the naked Holy Light Bro slowly slid down like meat on a skewer, landing on Lionheart Knight's silver shield, with blood flowing down his face.

"Disgusting things, opponents with no sense of honor."

Maxi disgustedly tossed the corpse off the spear and raised the flag.

"Break them down!"

"We are invincible!"

"We are descendants of lions!"

The Lionheart Knight were also thrilled and shouted, even singing the rousing "Song of the Northern Lion," as if they had already won a victory.

Faced with such a determined and powerful force, it seemed that the army of the Embers of the Burned Kingdom had no way to deal with them.

Suddenly, the air became scorching and distorted, Mars flying through the air. The Hobgoblin, Tiefling, and even Ogre all parted to make way for them.

The sound of orderly, dull footsteps rang out.

Then came the Dragonkin Paladin, clad in magnificent crimson armor and shimmering with fiery light. Beneath their heavy helmets, pairs of golden, shimmering eyes, filled with fanaticism, peeked out.

"To enforce rule with an iron fist—"

"The Dragon Lord is above all else—"

"For the Embers of the Burned King!"

At the very front of the group, Anthony raised his Flame Longsword high, roaring and raising his arms. The crimson dragon scales on his face protruded, making him look particularly ferocious.

They are Dragonkin Paladin!

Above the battle formation, a phantom dragon seemed to slowly flap its wings, looking down at the enemies below.