Chapter 209: The Battle of the Kurona Plains (Part 2)

The first to arrive were two hundred knights stationed in Kurona, the team on duty who, upon receiving the news, immediately responded and rode for three hours straight to get here.

A flag with an iris emblem was raised high, and the appearance of the knights instantly boosted the morale of the defeated human troops. As the flag officer shouted to gather around, hundreds of fleeing soldiers gradually converged towards the flag, somewhat restoring their spirits.

From all directions, more militias joined in.

Seeing the national flag of Brittany appear, the already chaotic filth army began to internally scramble. Some demons sought to chase down the wounded and serfs, others aimed to eliminate the fleeing soldiers, and some charged towards the knights' flag officer. The filth army trampled over each other in disorder, the children of the kind father vying for filth's favor, even starting to fight amongst themselves.

At this moment, the White Wolf Knights also arrived on the battlefield. These knights of Ulric immediately got up upon hearing of the battle, shouting and calling with unparalleled enthusiasm and faith, rushing towards the battlefield.

Among them was Boris Todbringer, the Elector Count burning with an immense will. His eyes seemed to blaze with fire, and despite spending a long time to reach the battlefield, the Elector Count's face showed no signs of fatigue.

He had put in a lot of effort to persuade Morgiana, who was preparing to depart, stating that the White Wolf Knights and the Leopard Knights wanted to move out first because the White Wolf Knights were all holding a breath of air.

The defeat in today's competition made them very unwilling. The outcome not only made the White Wolf Knights look inferior to the Holy Grail Knights but also shamed the White Wolf Ulric!

After receiving the request for help from the Church of Mercy, gathering the knights took time, so Boris immediately found a way to persuade Morgiana, who was issuing orders and assembling knights, and then immediately took his men out.

Losing the competition was a small matter, but if they could annihilate this suddenly appeared chaos army, wouldn't it greatly restore their face, and also show off a bit?

The filth great demon Pus Master was trying hard to reorganize the troops. The battle-hardened Elector Count Boris immediately realized this was a rare opportunity, so he drew his holy sword, pointing forward: "Advance! White Wolf Knights!"

"For Ulric!" The White Wolf Knights and the Leopard Knights immediately seized this opportunity, charging directly into the chaotic ranks of the filth army. The solid war hammers smashed the chaos warriors' bodies into meat paste with each attack, while the Leopard Knights' lances pierced through the bodies of chaos demons, emitting a shrill breaking sound.

"Kill them all!" the filth great demon Pus Master bellowed with its mouth wide open.

"For Ulric!"

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Dawn was breaking, and the entire Kurona was in a state of emergency conscription. Groups of knights donned their armor and mounted their horses, with the kingdom mobilizing its greatest efforts to provide logistics for the knights.

A small squad of Holy Grail Knights led by Morgiana, including the Knight Commander of the Holy Grail Knights, Eugene, the Lady of the Lake's chosen champion Ryan, and Duke Launcelot de Leoncoeur, had already set off with over eight hundred knights and more than a thousand squires. The main knight army led by King Richard and several dukes would follow later.

Normally, mobilizing a large army by the kingdom would take at least two days. However, due to the knights' tournament, a large number of errant knights with their equipment and provisions were staying in Kurona. They immediately responded to the call of the Lady of the Lake, Morgiana, mounting their horses ready for battle, allowing Morgiana to pull together a knight army in just two hours.

"Depart!" Morgiana shouted loudly, and hundreds of knights roared in response. The flag-dense knight troops advanced through the plains. More than twenty Lady of the Lake prophets followed closely behind Morgiana, with Ryan, the chosen champion, riding a pureblood elf warhorse by Morgiana's side. Morgiana's face was pale with determination as she said to Ryan, "Chaos demons appearing in the heartland of the kingdom, here in Kurona, the capital of the kingdom!"

"Chaos demons can appear anywhere, my lady, the difference is only in the cost they must pay to appear. If, as the Church of Mercy said, there is a cure for malaria, then it's not surprising that chaos demons would rush to eliminate the cure." Ryan immediately replied, his face serious: "The Father of Decay will definitely not let go of this opportunity! He will surely find a way to erase this formula and the cure from this world!"

"Exactly!" Launcelot rode on his griffon, "Bicquis," one of the kingdom's largest griffons, with an aura no less formidable than that of a legendary fighter.

"Let's hope we're not too late, and the situation isn't too dire." Ryan urged his warhorse forward.

"No time for chat, gentlemen, prepare yourselves!" Morgiana decided, holding the golden chalice of potion in her hand: "In the lady's name, we shall arrive at our destination as quickly as possible!"

With her eyes shining, the power stored in the Potion Holy Grail gradually turned blue, and all knights felt blessed by the Lady of the Lake's divine power, with blue energy enveloping the entire knight army: "For the lady, for Brittany!"

Eighth-circle magic, Cloudswift.

The knights were surprised to find their horses' steps lighter, as if soft clouds were supporting them, floating in the clouds. Thus, the knights picked up the reins, speeding up their march. The heavy armor and shields could no longer burden the horses, which immediately understood their masters' intentions. The knights moved at great speed across the prosperous plains, through rushing streams, crossroads, and various villages, reaching their destination in less than two hours.

Ryan noticed Morgiana's pale face: "Are you alright, my lady?"

"This spell consumed a lot of my magic power. I need some time to replenish." A single spell covering nearly two thousand cavalry, the Lady of the Lake witch had exhausted most of her magic power.

Closing her eyes to sense the winds of magic, which were very weak now, Morgiana tried hard to recover her magic power, no longer speaking.

Then Duke Launcelot de Leoncoeur took over the conversation: "Knights! Listen to my command!"

"In the name of the lady, expel the villains, eliminate the evil, wipe these chaos demons from the lady's land, bring peace to our subjects, glory is my life! For the lady, for Brittany!"

"For the lady!" the knights shouted.

"Tu-woo~ Tu-woo~" Many knights blew their horns.

This knight troop came from twelve different dukedoms of the kingdom, from different territories, carrying different shields. The variety of colors and family crests made their appearance slightly chaotic, but their arrangement was orderly. The errant knights and kingdom knights riding warhorses formed a neat column, with the iris flag raised high.

This flag, woven from the hair of numerous Lady of the Lake prophets, shone with a golden iris pattern in the dim sky. The flag bore the blessing of the Lady of the Lake, and whenever the flag appeared, knights could always feel the power and love of the Lady of the Lake motivating them.

In the sky, dozens of pegasus knights spread their wings, soaring among the clouds. The mild climate near Kurona invigorated the pegasi, who neighed incessantly, eager for battle just like their riders below.

On the ground, the knights were no less eager, forming neat ranks. Their brand-new lances were raised high, each adorned with flags. In this dark era, against the backdrop of external threats, the knights brought light and hope. Nothing was more inspiring than the orderly lines, bright armor, forests of lances, and magnificent flags.

"Come, for the lady, I shall vanquish evil!"

"My lance is already thirsting for blood!"

"I shall offer my blood and glory to the lady!"

"The battle begins!"

The errant knights roared loudly, these young men knew not what fear was. Their blood boiled with passion, always ready to heed the lady's teachings and offer their lives for her.

What moved all the errant knights was the procession of Holy Grail Knights leading the formation.

These Holy Grail Knights wore the most beautiful and brand-new enchanted plate armor and luxurious robes, dazzling in appearance. Their helmets, adorned with gilded statues of dragons, lions, tigers, deer, bulls, griffons, and even sea monsters, fluttered in the wind, and ancient scriptures and the lady's teachings were affixed to their armor. Their knightly virtues would inspire all until the end of the world.

Nothing was more glorious than fighting alongside the Holy Grail Knights.

"Pegasus knights, follow me!" Launcelot raised his lance, the Lion Lance lowered from the sky and then leveled, dozens of pegasus knights followed behind Launcelot, forming a wedge-shaped lance formation.

The pegasi flapped up gales, knights gripping the reins tightly, seated high on the pegasi saddles, turning into a whirlwind of death. The tip of the lance formation was Duke Launcelot on his griffon, Bicquis, the newly appointed duke raised his lance high, the Lady of the Lake prophets chanted blessings, layering one blessing after another on the knights. The pegasus knights were poised, their precious mounts fiercely pawing the ground,

Looking far ahead, the battlefield was fierce, with White Wolf Knights shouting in the name of Ulric, rampaging through the filth army. The Leopard Knights raised their flags, lifting their lances, protecting the Elector Count himself.

The shouts for Ulric were incessant, alongside the earliest arrived Brittany knights, who were trying hard to rally the defeated troops, fighting against evil. The tide of justice and light ebbed and flowed on the plains, but these knights were ultimately too few in number. Chaos warriors wielding long spears and great axes clashed with the knights, continuously bringing knights down, tearing them to shreds.

The filth great demon Pus Master grabbed a White Wolf Knight running by, using its pus-filled hand to tear the knight and his warhorse in half. Sensing more reinforcements arriving, the great demon's response was to spew a thick bile from its mouth, dissolving the entangled chaos and human troops into pus.

"Come, humans!" Pus Master opened its mouth, more filth demon armies emerged from the realm of decay, descending upon the battlefield, barbarically and crazily praising the name of their kind father, filth. A new legion was sent over, arriving on the battlefield, the numbers of the filth demon army nearing five thousand.

"Knights of Brittany, the evil of chaos descends upon the lady's realm, polluting our land, defiling our glory. Advance, my warriors, advance, my knights, follow me in the charge, kill them all, kill everything that dares to stand in our way, tell these bastards, everything that dares to obstruct the Brittany knights, should die a violent death, crushed under our iron hooves!" Launcelot roared at the knights.

The answer was a deafening sound: "Advance! For the lady!"

Dozens of pegasus knights took to the sky, they were like the death knell of chaos, the judgment of the Lady of the Lake. These knights dived from the sky, launching a devastating charge at the filth army, like a battering ram, striking the side of the army from the realm of decay.

The destructive whirlwind tore apart Pus Master's efforts to reorganize his troops. Leading the charge, Launcelot and his mount, the griffon Bicquis, were like a meteor, shredding all demons and chaos warriors in their path. The griffon extended its talons, tearing those stumbling, attempting to flee, into pieces, while Launcelot's Lion Lance pierced through a filth chosen warrior. The terrifying power and enchantment on the lance were irresistible even to a body blessed by filth, and in a scream, the chosen warrior exploded into pieces, rotting flesh and pus splattering, turning into remnants.

"Tu-woo~ Tu-woo~" The loud horn sounds never stopped, seeing the formation of the filth demon army broken, Ryan, the chosen champion at the forefront of the knight formation, raised his weapon: "Knights, my brothers, follow the Holy Grail Knights, follow the lady's flag, let us unite and advance!"

"Ah ah ah ah!" Charging ahead were the Holy Grail Knights, with countless knights following behind. The horses' hooves beat the ground, and the knights' battle had arrived on the plains.

The chaos warriors raised their long spears at the knights, but the Holy Grail Knights showed no interest in these frail polearms. Blessed by the goddess, the Holy Grail Knights were fearless.

The leading Holy Grail Knights approached the formation, exerting heavy pressure on the filth demon army, their radiance almost blinding these demons.

And it was this moment of disorder that the Holy Grail Knights seized their chance.

Ryan, the chosen champion of the Lady of the Lake, was the first to leap into the filth demon army's ranks. His warhammer fell, instantly turning a filth chosen warrior into a mound of flesh. Juice splattered as Ryan raised his warhammer: "Advance!"

"For the lady!" Hundreds and thousands of knights followed the Holy Grail Knights into the midst of the filth demon army.

The real battle had begun.

A grand spectacle of war, I hope everyone enjoys it.

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