Viscount Wayne looked at the knights around him who had drawn their swords. They looked aggressive, but there was hesitation in their eyes. His breathing became heavier, but there was determination in his eyes and face.
This was the only way he could survive. Otherwise, even grand knights would not be able to fight against such dense formation!
There was a limit to extraordinary powers.
In a small-scale battle, they were an absolute trump card.
However, when it came to large scale troop battles, they were just a group of better elite troop class.
They could kill tens of times more enemies. However, when they were exhausted, they would lose their fighting strength and be knocked down by a huge number of enemies. Then, they would be killed, turning into corpses just like the enemies that they had killed.
Especially in the current situation, they were surrounded by a group of hostile troops that could explode at any time.