"Nalant, stop the carriage and let us off! Take your subordinates and withdraw! To die upright and honorably in battle is already the greatest fortune for the likes of us!"
Seeing the Magic Beast Legion drawing ever closer in pursuit, King Carlfer finally spoke.
He was not afraid of death. Compared to being captured by the enemy and executed, dying in battle was undoubtedly what he would rather see.
"Lad Nalant, listen to His Majesty. Stop the carriage! Take Stella and leave. Look after her for me in the future!" Bernard had also made up his mind.
"Your Majesty, Lord Earls, if we hold on a little longer and make it into those woods, perhaps we'll have a chance to escape. I've already notified the vassals; they should be arriving soon!" Nalant, however, was unwilling to give up just like that.
"My lord, this is bad—the Red-robed Archbishop is casting magic!"
Yet just as Nalant finished speaking, Vivian's anxious voice rang out again from behind.
When Nalant looked back, he saw the Red-robed Archbishop riding the same warhorse as Bishop Ick. They had already caught up.
The Red-robed Archbishop was now waving the staff in his hand, chanting under his breath.
"Stop!" Nalant's expression changed at once, and he immediately ordered the Silver-Horned Rhinoceroses to halt.
At his command, the two Silver-Horned Rhinoceroses reacted almost instantly. They leaned back into an abrupt stop, carving furrows several meters long into the muddy ground before finally coming to a halt.
And at the very instant the Silver-Horned Rhinoceroses stopped, an earthen wall suddenly rose more than ten meters ahead, completely blocking the road.
If Nalant had not called for a stop just then, the entire carriage would probably have slammed into that earthen wall at a speed of a hundred li per