Charge!

"Charge!"

"Charge!"

The battle cries shook the sky, and war was about to break out.

Both sides rushed towards each other at this moment. Knights and Apprentice Knights raised their cross swords high, while commoners and farmers held hoes, rakes, pitchforks, and all sorts of weapons.

100 meters...

50 meters...

10 meters!

Both sides could already see each other's red eyes!

In the next second --

Boom!

With a loud sound, two waves of people and horses crashed into each other like a torrent.

The farmers who were close to the main formation were the first to suffer. They were killed on the spot by the Knights of both sides who swept past them with a few swords. Their pitchforks, rakes, and hoes were as fragile as white paper.

After the obstacles were cleared, it was time for the real confrontation.

Knights versus Knights, Apprentice Knights versus Apprentice Knights, farmers versus farmers.

This was an unspoken rule in a Holy War. Knights would not take the initiative to slaughter Apprentice Knights, and Apprentice Knights could not take the initiative to go to the farmers' war zone either. Each of them could only fight against an evenly matched opponent.

If someone did not abide by the rules, even if they won the war, they would be despised by others, and would not be tolerated by the nobles of the Rodin Kingdom.

Ding, ding, ding!

The sound of metal interweaving rang out.

The cross-shaped sword in Heath's hand was repeatedly brandished and tangled with the enemy in front of him.

Restricted by the rules of the war, the people fighting with him at this moment were naturally some Apprentice Knights. With his Knight-level strength, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep in this battle circle.

If he used his full strength, he could easily cut a large area.

However, he didn't do that. Instead, he carefully hid his strength and even pretended that he was in a tough battle.

Again, this war had nothing to do with him. It was impossible for him to work for him.

"Are you the black-haired genius who defeated the Butcher and the Dwarf?" At this moment, a contemptuous voice sounded.

An Apprentice Knight of White Wolf Castle taunted Heath, "Sure enough, you're just a kid who got lucky. With your level, how can you be called a genius?"

This was a very famous genius of White Wolf Castle. His name was Andrew. At the age of 17, he had already reached the peak of the Apprentice Knight level. There were rumors that he was very likely to become the youngest Knight of White Wolf Castle.

Heath had originally intended to pick an opponent to gradually leave the battlefield. Seeing that he came to provoke him, he immediately retaliated without giving in. "I don't know if I'm a genius or not. But it's more than enough to kill a dog like you!"

Andrew said angrily, "Good, good, good. I'd like to see what kind of ability you, this arrogant kid, have. Move aside! This kid is mine!"

The talented and arrogant Andrew immediately charged at Heath with his sword. Heath did not dodge at all. He brandished his sword and fought with him.

The surrounding Apprentice Knights did not interfere in the battle between the two of them. They stepped aside one after another and soon, there was an empty space for the two of them to fight in.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Heath pretended that he could not fight as he retreated while fighting. He tried his best to move to the outside of the battlefield. It was too close to the center of the battlefield, and it was still too dangerous.

Andrew did not know what Heath was thinking. When he saw that Heath wanted to escape, he thought that he was a coward. He immediately chased after him foolishly and said arrogantly, "Little trash, can you run?"

Heath sneered. "Even a dog butcher has to run away?"

The two of them fought again.

At the same time, the war had reached its climax.

The farmers were bleeding and exhausted. One by one, they fell to the ground, but they did not have much strength as ordinary people.

Of course, their strength was only a little, but the reason why they lost so quickly was because they were like Heath. They did not have much energy to focus on the war.

The war belonged to the nobles, and their lives were their own. It was almost enough. If they won, would the serfs lose? There was no reason for them to lose their lives, was there?

It was not just the serfs. Even the Apprentice Knights seemed to be in danger, but in fact, they were also fighting carefully with nine parts defense and one part attack.

The Knights were the ones who really fought to the death. After all, their victory or defeat determined the ownership of the castle, the farm, and the women.

This was the real war.

At this moment, the war in the Knight circle was divided into two parts. One was Baron Carter, who was facing the siege of three Knights.

The other was Baron Bain of White Wolf Castle, who was fighting against the three Knights of Graystone Castle with one of his Knights.

The outcome of the war was determined in these two circles!

One of the White Wolf Knights shouted at Baron Carter, "Carter, surrender. Hand over the Graystone Mine and leave one hand. We promise not to make things difficult for you!"

Baron Carter laughed. "Hahaha! You little dogs want my head?"

Another Knight of the Fergus family said coldly, "Humph, Knight Newman, there's no need to talk nonsense with him. The three of us are fighting against him. Are you afraid that he'll run away? Just chop off his head as soon as possible!"

The remaining Knight said, "Knight Roya is right. Since Carter is here today, then don't even think about getting out alive!"

The three of them suddenly became fierce in their attacks.

They were all Knights, and their strength was on par with each other. In this three-on-one situation, Baron Carter was soon at a disadvantage, and there were even several wounds on his body.

It was inevitable that the Baron would lose, but at this moment, a strange light suddenly flashed across his neck.

Although it was only for a moment, it was still seen by Knight Roya of the Fergus family.

His body shook violently, and his vigilance increased greatly. "That... That is..."

At the same time, Heath, who was outside the battle circle, suddenly felt a strong aura coming from Baron Carter's side. He subconsciously looked in that direction, and when he saw it, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Baron Carter seemed to have changed into a different person all of a sudden. An extremely strong aura burst out from his body, and milky-white air currents that were as thick as milk gushed out directly from the surface of his body.

Under the nourishment of the milky-white air currents, the wounds on Baron Carter's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a golden glow mixed in the milky-white air currents.

The surrounding Knights were shocked and blurted out a term, "Grand Knight!"

Grand Knights were a class above Knights, and this milky white air current was the manifestation of the full activation of life force. This was something only Grand Knights could do.

And that golden glow was also the manifestation of a Grand Knight's unique power after sublimation.

Without the slightest hesitation, the three Knights immediately said, "Run!"

The three of them instantly fled in three different directions.

The difference between a Grand Knight and a Knight was like the difference between a Knight and a farmer. It was an increase in strength, speed, and vitality in all aspects. A Knight had no chance of winning in front of a Grand Knight, and could only be slaughtered.

"Can you escape?!"

Baron Carter sneered and caught up with the Knight of White Wolf Castle like a hurricane. He swung his cross-shaped sword forward and slashed out a substantial sword aura from three to five meters away.

The sword aura was as cold as frost. It cut the White Wolf Knight's body rapidly. With a miserable scream, half of the White Wolf Knight's body was cut into two pieces.

The Baron did not stop. He once again caught up with the second Knight and followed the same pattern and slashed out another sword aura.

This time, the sword aura was obviously much dimmer than before. However, it still left a deep wound on the back of this Knight that could see the bones. His internal organs were also torn into pieces. He fell to the ground and his body was twitching. It seemed that he would not survive.

The Baron did not stop. In the end, he caught up with the external aid of the Fergus family and threw out another sword aura.

Having learned from the previous two companions, Knight Roya was more prepared. When he saw the Baron attacking, he quickly swung his sword to block.

Clang!

The sound of metal interweaving could be heard. Knight Roya felt as if his entire body had been heavily hit by a speeding carriage. He flew out and crashed heavily on the ground. All the bones in his body seemed to fall apart.

He did not die from the first strike. The Baron continued to chase after him and was prepared to follow up with another strike.

However, those three strikes seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He had just raised his crossguard sword when his arm trembled involuntarily. His body swayed and he knelt on one knee on the ground with the crossguard sword in hand.

Knight Roya, who was still in shock, hurriedly stood up. He glanced at the Baron, who seemed to be unable to move. However, he did not have the courage to attack. Instead, he dragged his injured body and left.

This scene fell into Heath's eyes.

His eyes could not help but light up!