Lord: I can see loyalty.

Chapter 268

"attack!"

As the orders of the army commanders rang out, the entire battlefield was instantly engulfed by the sound of horses' hooves and the clash of steel.

The sound of bugles ripped through the sky, and the two armies collided like two surging tides on the plain.

The sounds of clashing metal, shouts of battle, and the neighing of warhorses mingled together, deafeningly loud. Blood splattered, limbs flew everywhere, and smoke filled the air, obscuring the rising sun.

Cedric drew his sword and pointed it forward; the black and gold lion-shaped greatsword gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

"Griffin Legion, attack!" His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every griffin rider.

"Get them!"

The 30,000-strong Lion Army launched simultaneously, with cavalry in front and infantry behind, like a black torrent rushing straight towards the southern front.

Selin Villar led the way, riding a black warhorse, clad in dark gray knight's armor, with a longsword hanging at his waist. His face was cold and stern, and his brows bore a resemblance to Cedric's, but he was more reserved and more dangerous.

He led the vanguard cavalry of the Griffin Legion, charging out from the left flank of the battle line and heading straight for the southern border's flank, with the Azure Peak Knights as his target.

"Stop them!" Jimmy shouted, leading the way on horseback to meet them.

The black-armored cavalry of the Azure Peak Knights charged out from the lines to meet the black torrent.

Two cavalry forces clashed in the center of the battlefield, the sounds of metal clashing, screams, and the neighing of warhorses mingling together.

Jimmy cleaved one griffin rider in two with a single sword stroke, then pierced another's throat with another, but his gaze remained fixed on that dark gray figure.

Serin also saw him.

A slight smile played on his lips as he turned his horse around and charged toward Jimmy.

Their swords clashed in the sunlight, sparks flying. Jimmy's sword was as fast as lightning, but Selin's was even faster.

His swordsmanship was cunning and ruthless, each strike aimed straight for vital points. Combined with the power of the third-level White Horse Breathing Technique, he forced Jimmy to retreat repeatedly.

"Such a young first-tier cultivator—but you are no match for me." Selin's voice was calm as his longsword pierced straight for Jimmy's throat.

Jimmy raised his sword to parry, but the enormous impact sent him staggering back several steps, his hands going numb. He gritted his teeth, steadied himself, and continued to swing his sword.

He is the leader of the Azure Peak Knights; he cannot step down.

In the center of the main battlefield, Alec's greatsword is reaping the lives of the griffin riders.

His sword strikes were powerful and heavy, each strike taking a life, and his platinum armor stood out conspicuously in the smoke of battle.

But just as he was about to go to Jimmy's aid, a black figure suddenly appeared from the flank.

It was Cyril of the Black Serpent family! His longsword was aimed straight at Alec's back.

Alec sensed danger, turned sharply, and parried with his greatsword, sparks flying. Cyril's sword was extremely fast, and when he missed, he immediately withdrew and retreated, creating distance.

"Go to hell." Cyril's voice was calm, but his eyes were full of hatred.

Alec did not answer, but simply raised his greatsword and lunged at Cyril.

The two clashed in the melee, their swords flashing. Cyril's swordsmanship was unpredictable and strange, while Alec's greatsword was as steady as a mountain. For a time, neither could gain the upper hand.

On the right flank of the battlefield, Gina's broadsword was sweeping across the Lion Army's infantry lines.

Her power was terrifying; she wielded her broadsword, each strike smashing down a group of enemies.

The lion infantrymen were like paper before her, utterly unable to resist. Her body was covered in blood, indistinguishable between her own and the enemy's, but her eyes remained bright, and her sword remained steady.

"Monster! It's a monster!" a griffin infantryman cried out in terror, turning and running away. The others followed suit, and the griffin army's infantry line began to falter.

Gina did not pursue, but continued to swing her sword, smashing down the enemies who were still resisting one by one.

Her goal was not to kill as many people as possible, but to break through the enemy's lines and create opportunities for the main force.

Behind the battlefield, a fierce duel between mages was also taking place.

Valentine leaned on his staff, his old eyes filled with solemnity. He waved his staff continuously, and ice arrows and fireballs flew from the tip of his staff, shooting towards the Griffin Army's lines.

But Leonard Crove was no less powerful than him, and the three black-robed mages each used their own methods to deflect his attacks—

To resolve.

"Old man, your magic is no match for mine!" Leonard's voice came from the other side. "Surrender, and His Majesty will spare your life."

Valentine did not answer, but continued waving his staff.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as his magic rapidly depleted, but he had no way out. Behind him lay the army of the Southern Territory, Count Vio, and the outcome of this war.

But just then, a bolt of purple lightning shot from the flank and struck the defensive shield of a black-robed mage.

The shield shattered, and the mage screamed before collapsing to the ground.

Leonard's pupils contracted sharply as he turned to look. Vio was riding a horse on his side, holding up a magic glove in his right hand, the runes on the glove shimmering with blue light.

"Your Excellency!" A hint of surprise flashed in Valentine's eyes.

Vio did not answer, but continued to pour in magic, and the runes on his gloves turned red.

A fireball shot out from his palm, flying straight toward Leonard. Leonard raised his staff to block it, and the fireball exploded, scattering sparks and forcing him to stagger back several steps.

"Damn it, it's a magical artifact!" Leonard's face darkened as he realized the source of the count's magic.

Vio did not pursue, but instead spurred his horse into the battlefield.

His sword was as fast as lightning, and magic from his gloves kept shooting out, repelling the griffin riders who tried to get close.

His only goal was to charge into the enemy lines and take Cedric's life!

Cedric stood at the back of the formation, his gaze somber.

He saw the Great Knight Gina sweeping across the right flank, and another Great Knight Vio wreaking havoc on the side.

The situation on the main battlefield is not optimistic.

In the duel between the Great Knights, although Selin suppressed Jimmy, he was unable to win quickly, while Cyril was held back by Alec and even fell into a disadvantageous position.

Leonard's team of mages was kept from concentrating on their spells by Vio and Valentine, and the Southern Territory was actually gaining a slight advantage on the battlefield.

"We can't wait any longer." Cedric drew his griffin greatsword, spurred his horse, and charged off. "Where's the griffin knight, sir!"

The adjutant rushed forward, his face filled with panic, and said, "Your Majesty, the Griffin Knights are not ready yet—it will take a little longer."

Cedric's face grew increasingly grim, and finally the light fell on Vio.

He could only stall; his Griffin Rider plan could not be disrupted.

"Damn it, I'll do it myself!"

Having said that, he mounted his warhorse and charged out of the city, heading towards Vio's direction.

Cedric believed he had to hold off at least one of them.

Both sides only had four Great Knights, but the Northern side's Griffin Knights did not appear, so they were naturally at a disadvantage.

Vio also noticed this and couldn't help but feel confused. He had heard of the so-called "Griffin Knight" before. It was said that his strength was no less than Cedric's, and that he was incredibly powerful. However, he had not appeared in public since a battle five years ago.

Before Vio could think any further, a figure had already attacked him.

It was none other than the new king, Cedric, who was also a fourth-tier Grand Knight!

The two generals met in the center of the battlefield.