Ember Skywalker

Chapter 73 Win?

Chapter 73 Win?
I saw Agnes kneeling weakly, hugging Charlize Theron tightly and crying to the sky.

The wise cavalrymen stood silently around with sad faces.

They all knew about what happened between Theron and Agnes.

When they were young, they were both street children, living on begging on the streets.

Theron is younger than Agnes, but he takes care of her like a brother.

When Aigris showed her extraordinary beauty early on, she was targeted by several villains.

If it weren't for Theron's desperate protection, she didn't know what would have become of her.

The long period of suffering and dependence on each other made the two fall in love.

By chance, Archbishop Dickens discovered the two men.

He was amazed at their talents and brought them into the Vatican.

Under Dickens' careful training, the two became famous strong men.

In the Vatican, their feelings were no secret, but due to doctrine they could only watch over each other.

Now that Theron has died in battle, you can imagine how much of a blow it is to Agnes.

He is her only relative in this world.

Hey!
Osescu let out a scream as his arm was cut off by the Mercenary King's elbow.

In the end, he was no match for the Mercenary King.

Osescu knew that there was no hope for the day, and he screamed:
"Human, you are powerful, but you can only kill me, but you cannot conquer me!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes were covered with a layer of blood, which was a sign that the Poincare Marrow Demon was burning its life.

"No, Osescu, retreat!"

Preston was in a hurry and wanted to rescue the Demon Lord.

But he is facing Murdoch, how could he give him a chance?
Especially after the death of the Black Flash leader, Geno was free and together with Murdosak, he suppressed him.

puff!
The short blade of the Mercenary King pierced into Osescu's chest again, and a dark flame without light erupted, blasting a transparent hole in his chest and back.

Osescu looked down at the wound and said with difficulty: "Come again."

At this moment, ripples appeared in the space behind him, and a purple blade appeared, piercing his back silently.

Osescu let out a scream and tried to turn around to attack the assassin, but another blade pierced his back.

The knife severed his spine and cut off his ability to move.

The one who attacked him was the Shadow King. The two blades were its bone spurs, and their sharpness was comparable to that of epic weapons.

The Violent Marrow Demon Chieftain gasped and could no longer move.

But the body remains standing.

Next, as the Poincare people looked horrified, the Shadow King cut off Osescu's head bit by bit.

He cut very slowly, with the sound of bones creaking and scraping against each other, which made everyone shudder.

The timid Poincare soldiers fled in all directions.

Simonov roared and rushed towards the Shadow King, for which he took a blow from Bruno.

At this moment, a desolate horn sounded suddenly, low and melodious, with a bloody solemnity.

"My king, Gando is urging us to retreat!" said Mo Ning, the leader of the Blood Elves, anxiously.

"No, we haven't lost yet!"

Preston roared.

"We have countless fighters! They are true warriors. Poincare will not be defeated!"

"King, retreat quickly! It will be too late if you delay any longer!" Mo Ning said painfully.

He looked around the battlefield from high above and saw that all the tribesmen had gone crazy killing each other.

In the sky, on the city walls, in the gaps, and in the wilderness, they charged desperately but fell down like mowed grass.

Moreover, the human commander was leading a torrent of steel towards the gap at high speed, invincible all the way, and it seemed that he wanted to wipe out everyone here.

"My king, we have been...defeated!"

Morning said painfully that at this point, the outcome was no longer in suspense.

"No! I can still wield my weapon, and the warriors are willing to die! Poincare will never surrender!"

Preston yelled.

Before he finished speaking, a ripple appeared silently behind him.

The Shadow King's blade stabbed secretly, accurately and fiercely!

He finally realized it, but it was too late to dodge. He could only barely avoid the vital points and was hit hard.

Preston roared in pain and finally came to his senses.

The Shadow King is too terrifying, and with so many powerful people around, he has no chance of winning!
At this time, Simonov also screamed. He was attacked by the Mercenary King and Bruno and suffered a great loss.

A Mercenary King alone would be enough to defeat him, not to mention Bruno.

Rumble!
The sound of Dante's cavalry galloping could be heard outside the gap, and Salon was about to arrive.

This was the last straw for Preston, and he finally gave up.

"My fellow tribesmen, in the name of King Poincaré, I order the entire army to retreat!" The order was heard from afar.

At this moment he was ten years older.

On the battlefield, the Poincare soldiers who were charging fearlessly were filled with astonishment, and then turned to pain. Their king was actually going to retreat! They were not afraid of death!
The morale of Dante's soldiers was boosted and cheers resounded throughout the battlefield. They had been suppressed for too long.

In a battle between saints, it is easy to defeat the opponent, but it is much more difficult to kill him.

After paying the price of serious injuries, the three Poincare Saints finally escaped before the arrival of the human commander.

However, it is not so easy for ordinary soldiers to retreat.

Saron finally took control of the army again.

Under his command, a part of the defenders sealed the gap, blocking the way for the foreigners in the city to return.

The three cavalry regiments that had just returned rushed out again, tightly entangled the Poincare soldiers, causing them to lose blood continuously.

"You are so cruel that you actually want to keep all of us here!"

Behind the battlefield, Gando said weakly, his eyes full of desolation, he had seen through the plan of the human commander.

"Gando, our warriors are being held back! If this continues, our tribe's elite will be completely wiped out!"

Demon Hunter Chief Hardy said anxiously.

Gando's expression changed constantly, as if he was making a difficult decision.

Finally, he bowed deeply to Hardy.

"Lord Gando, what are you doing?" Hardy was shocked.

"Chief Hardy, the safety of all our tribe members depends on you. Please accept my greeting."

Hardy was stunned.

“Your demon hunting clan is the most complete when they retreat. I implore you to lead them to charge again and rescue the clan members in front.

If that is not possible, then rescue the royal family and the armored clan. As for the other warriors... it is up to you."

Hardy smiled, and an indomitable spirit rose up from his body:
"I understand! There won't be a coward among the demon hunters!
Please take care of our children and family while we are gone."

After saying that, he strode away.

Gando closed his eyes in pain.

A cloud of dust rose from the battlefield as Hardy led more than 10,000 demon hunters who had just escaped to launch a new charge, targeting Salon.

He was already seriously injured, and these soldiers were also covered in blood, but their charge was still as turbulent as the tide, but with a sense of desolation and heaviness.

The fighting in the city continues.

Raven was covered in blood, and he and Monica supported each other back to back.

He didn't know how many enemies he had killed, nor did he know when he would fall, he just kept hacking and slashing.

Suddenly, his vision went blank and he realized there were no enemies around.

He was stunned.

"We won?"

"Yeah, we fucking won," Monica swore.

Pain and fatigue hit Raven at the same time, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Monica also collapsed beside him, pressing evenly on top of him.

"Oh my god, do you want to crush me to death?" Raven cried out in pain.

He was covered in wounds, and this time many of them were torn open again.

"I don't have the strength anymore. Who wants to be next to a stinky man like you?"