Sun Fei's expression changed.
He jumped onto a high mound and looked out. He saw countless long, silver banners suddenly appear on the horizon where the lush plains met the azure sky. The banners fluttered in the wind, like long, silver dragons roaring. Then the ground beneath his feet began to tremble, and then countless knights in silver armor galloped like heavenly soldiers, surging towards the Chambord City like a tide.
"Judging by this force, there must be a powerful knightly order of at least six hundred men... But I wonder if they are reinforcements from the Zenit Empire that Brook mentioned, or reinforcements brought in by the Silver-Masked Man?"
Sun Fei observed carefully.
He quickly discovered that these silver-armored knights who had suddenly appeared in the distance, upon seeing the fleeing soldiers of the Black Armor Army Black Armor Army had no strength to struggle amidst screams. It was a completely one-sided massacre.
"Phew... thank goodness, it looks like they might be reinforcements from the Zenit Empire."
Sun Fei felt a slight sense of relief.
He thought for a moment, then jumped down from the mound and turned back into the mysterious man in black's tent. To his surprise, he found signs of struggle on the ground. Clearly, this Four-Star Class mage had woken up and tried to break free of the ropes, but had failed. Sun Fei's SM technique of binding had worked—the unfortunate mage's anus had been violated, and blood was flowing onto the ground. It was obvious that the ropes had pulled on the wooden stick during the struggle, and after being violated, he had passed out.
Sun Fei picked up the unconscious man in the black cloak and carried him out of the main tent. He went to the middle of the dilapidated camp, threw him and the Silver-Masked Man's corpse together, and then used the [ Storm Piercer Dagger ] to cut a piece of the collapsed tent cloth from the Silver-Masked Man's central army tent. He wrapped the man and the corpse tightly together, tied them into a large bundle, and gently placed it beside him.
After doing all this, Sun Fei stood still, gazing into the distance.
At this moment, the knights in bright armor in the distance were still charging back and forth, spun around and slaughtered the few remaining black-armored soldiers. After a slight delay, only about twenty cavalrymen did not stop and charged towards this side with a whooshing sound.
Just as Sun Fei was about to ask a question, he saw that these cavalrymen, upon seeing him, did not slow down at all. Instead, they cheered and spurred their horses forward, charging with loud shouts. They raised their Long Spear, which gleamed coldly in the Sun, and the tips of the lances were even dripping with the bright red blood of the black-clad soldiers. Their target was none other than Sun Fei.
"Damn, do these idiots think I'm a remnant of the Black Armor Army?"
Sun Fei was both amused and exasperated. Just as he was about to explain loudly, a knight in splendid silver armor, who was charging at the forefront, suddenly burst into laughter without saying a word. Using the momentum of his horse, he stretched out his arms and threw his Long Spear into the air. In the sunlight, the Long Spear flashed coldly as it hurtled through the air.
Clang!
Sun Fei's eyes turned cold.
With a gentle tap of his left hand [ Soul Emblem Buckler ], the menacing knight's Long Spear was sent flying into the air. Sun Fei estimated that the knight who threw the lance was less than One-Star Class. This level of attack posed absolutely no threat to Sun Fei in his level 12 Barbarian Mode.
"You... you actually dare to resist! Crush him into a pulp!"
The splendidly armored knight hadn't expected his seemingly certain victory to be so easily deflected by the blood-soaked 'trapped soldier' with a mere shield strike. After a moment's stunned silence, he felt his authority challenged and flew into a rage. With a clang, he drew his longsword from his waist, roared, and pointed it forward. The dozen or so knights behind him, hearing this, spurred their horses on their iron boots, causing the warhorses to lurch forward with increased speed and a roar as they charged towards Sun Fei.
Clearly, the intention was to smash this 'defeated soldier' in front of him away.
"Wait... stop! I'm from Chambord City, not a defeated soldier!"
Left with no other option, Sun Fei had to explain loudly.
To everyone's surprise, the knight in the most magnificent armor at the front, upon hearing Sun Fei's words, not only did not rein in his horse to slow down, but instead lowered his head and shouted, urging his horse to accelerate and charge forward. The cavalrymen behind him did the same, their faces adorned with excited and mocking smiles, looking at Sun Fei as if he were a fool or a dead man.
"Damn, something's not right... These bastards are deliberately trying to frame me."
Sun Fei's heart sank; he sensed something was wrong. Seeing the mocking smile on the knight's face, he knew further words were useless. With a cold laugh, Sun Fei slung the [ Soul Emblem Buckler ] over his shoulder and charged headlong into the oncoming knights.
"Damn it, let's see who can outrun whom!" He was enraged.
Soon, the two collided violently.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
A series of loud, muffled thuds rang out, as if they had crashed into an impregnable city wall. The knights, in disbelief, were violently thrown from their galloping horses, landing on the ground in a sorry state, screaming in agony. The leader, in particular, with his ornate armor, rolled on the ground like a gourd, his magnificent armor now covered in dust and blood, his helmet nowhere to be seen, his face a bloody mess, looking like a filthy beggar who hadn't bathed in decades.
The dozen or so warhorses fell to the ground, struggling incessantly.
Sun Fei turned around, stood still, and without saying a word, looked at the knights who were scrambling to their feet on the ground with a sneer. His eyes were contemptuous and his demeanor was arrogant, like a dragon looking at a dog that dared to provoke him. This made the dozen or so knights so angry that they wanted to vomit blood.
"You..." The lead knight pointed angrily at Sun Fei: "You madman, how dare you attack the great knights of the Zenit Empire? Ahhh, you're dead... I will definitely kill you!" He shouted fiercely, but for a moment no one dared to rush forward. Sun Fei's domineering performance just now, knocking over more than a dozen galloping warhorses, had terrified them.
Sun Fei was speechless.
This guy's brain is idiotic. You shot me with Long Spear without asking any questions, and then yelled that you'd use your numbers to trample me into mincemeat... If I didn't fight back, were I supposed to just stand there and let you kill me? You think it's your right to kill me, but if I run you over, I'm asking for death?
The other party's clumsy and low manners and performance made Sun Fei suddenly lose interest in the so-called Zenit Empire reinforcements. He picked up the bundle of cloth wrapped around the corpses of the four-star mage and the Silver-Masked Man from the ground and walked towards Chambord City without saying a word.
"You dare not leave, you lowly bastard..."
Although the knight leader in his ornate armor was terrified, he was still quick to hurl insults. Seeing his opponent retreat, his courage returned, and he pointed at Sun Fei's back, loudly cursing and taunting him.
Sun Fei stopped, turned around, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
"Say one more word and I'll kill you!"
At this moment, he was truly intent on killing. Originally, considering they were reinforcements from the monarchy of Zenit, he didn't want to bother with these reckless knights. Who knew they would actually escalate the situation? As he spoke, Sun Fei's mind raced, and the [ Storm Piercer Dagger ] in his hand flashed with golden light. If these reckless fools uttered another curse, he would really make his move.
Instantly, a soaring, Bloody killing intent violently spread from Sun Fei's body.
The relentless slaughter, whether in the world of Diablo or the real world, has left countless monsters, demons, and black-armored soldiers howling as they fall beneath Sun Fei's sword and axe. In the past few days, Sun Fei has practically walked out of mountains of bones and seas of blood, stepping over corpses one after another. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he has killed countless people. This has made the Bloody killing intent accumulated on his body almost tangible, soaring into the sky with unparalleled sharpness.
The dozen or so knights immediately fell silent in terror.
Even the most vocal knight leader fell silent, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. From the other's icy gaze, he felt the threat of death, as if he were in an ice cellar. It wasn't just a threat; he had no doubt that if he opened his mouth again, he would become a corpse in the next moment.
"Pah! You scoundrel who relies on your master's power!"
Sun Fei scoffed, carrying the enormous cloth bundle in his hand, and strode towards Chambord City. He figured everyone on the city wall had already seen his faked death, and they must be incredibly worried and saddened, especially Angela and Brook, who were probably in a state of chaos. Sun Fei needed to hurry back and let them know he was safe.
Sure enough, as soon as he reached the broken bridge, he saw countless people in the distance crying and screaming like madmen as they emerged from the city gate and stumbled towards the Zuli River. The gap in the broken bridge was already crowded with people, seemingly trying to find a way to get across...
Sun Fei felt a warmth in his heart and activated the Barbarian [ Leap ] skill. Like a large bird, he soared through the air and reached the gap of the broken bridge, which was sixteen or seventeen meters away, in just a few leaps. Without stopping, he Leap again, grabbed the huge package in his hand, and jumped directly across the gap, landing in the middle of the crowd.
"It's His Majesty Alexander..." someone cheered.
"Haha, I, the old blacksmith Harry, knew long ago that you were still alive! Haha, how could those cowardly bastards possibly hurt you!" A lame, white-haired Old Man was so excited when he saw Sun Fei that he burst into tears.
"Your Majesty Alexander, you... well, that's wonderful! God of War above..." Several poor people, holding farm tools as weapons, knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, thanking the God of War for bringing their King back alive.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the white-haired Pierce, Drogba, and other burly men excitedly threw away the ropes they were using to try and cross the sixteen or seventeen-meter gap in the broken bridge. They rushed over and grabbed Sun Fei's legs, bursting into tears. These twenty-odd burly men, clad in armor stained with blood, warriors who hadn't even flinched when their bodies were pierced by enemy Sharp Sword Long Spear, were now sobbing like children.
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