When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist-Chapter 608 - 572: Twilight Dawn (9k8, Four-in-One - , Watch the Decisive Battle in One Go)_5

But people had forgotten this title, almost no titled knight was his match, he was a very rare champion knight.

Now, he had drunk the dragon potion and embarked on the path of promotion, giving up all glory and future, yet still unable to get to that black and red sun banner.

Still... still!

"Ding—"

Prince Kongdai suddenly curled up his whole body, confused, he lowered his head and saw a blasted iron flower under his chest.

Blood was gushing out from the iron flower.

With his hand full of blood, he looked up abruptly, only to see Horn holding a more than two-meter-long clockwork rifle resting on the shoulder of a kneeling soldier.

"The legend, it's time to end." Horn lowered the large rifle, looking a bit pale.

......

Prince Kongdai didn't even know how he got back to the hollow from the middle of the slope.

He only saw countless spears and axes swinging around him, while he swung his war hammer, crushing the ribcages of those ignorant civilians.

His body was in the hollow, but his soul seemed still on the slope.

The thirty-meter distance seemed like a chasm, he had realized that he would be trapped under that banner for the rest of his life, or rather, was there even a rest of his life?

"Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up!" An attendant officer shook the prince's shoulders, "It's not over yet, let's pull back and charge again, they are already at the end of their strength."

"Yes, let's get to open ground and charge again." Like grasping a life-saving straw, hope reignited in Prince Kongdai's eyes.

The imperial knights stuck with infantry mostly hadn't dismounted, and more than seventy imperial knights were around him, gathering a hundred more was not difficult.

"Rally, raise the banner to gather!"

Regaining command, Prince Kongdai led dozens of riders toward a group of besieged imperial knights.

However, as he advanced against the flow, he caught a glimpse of a flash in the corner of his eye.

Dodging the incoming arrow, Prince Kongdai looked back to see a female knight in shiny silver armor, with an iron mask on her face, almost as tall as Prince Kongdai, breaking through the ranks.

That was—Moliat? Damned, she actually brought hundreds of knights over here too.

Facing Prince Kongdai's incredulous face, Moliat, along with the mountain knights, blocked the only gap and charged towards him.

"How could you be here?"

Her answer was the Female Grand Duke's faintly angry shout: "How could I not know where you intend to go?"

Yet the moment they collided, Moliat's left hand flew into the air, and half of the iron mask was cut off.

A wound suddenly appeared on her pale face, even exposing the gums, and blood uncontrollably flowed from her right eye.

But there wasn't a trace of victory's joy on Prince Kongdai's face, only shock and anger: "Are you insane?"

Blood-streaked Moliat's lips were stained red with blood, smiling exceptionally brilliantly: "Without insanity, how could I leave you here?! Without insanity, how do I avenge Uncle Vine?!"

In the instant of passing each other, Prince Kongdai was unharmed, but his mongrel war horse's head flew high into the air.

Headless, riding, Prince Kongdai staggered forward a few meters before toppling to the ground.

"Your Highness?!"

"Quick, quickly rescue His Highness!"

The surrounding knights turned their horses around, scrambling to return and rescue, but were blocked by knights with black cloth on their arms.

Spear and lance clashed, these knights clung tenaciously to the imperial knights, even jumping onto the opponent's horse to fight sacrifice for sacrifice.

"You filthy commoners!"

Standing up embarrassingly, Prince Kongdai was covered in dust, he raised his longsword, looking for a mount, but Moliat wouldn't give him this chance.

Though she lost her left hand, Moliat's equestrian skills were high enough, and her mind-reading magic could easily anticipate Prince Kongdai's next move.

Holding the longsword, she kept charging past Prince Kongdai.

The sword edge sparked on the armor repeatedly, preventing the prince from finding a horse to escape.

At this moment, Jeanne, who had slain Edmund, finally rushed down from the hillside, joining the action to slaughter Prince Kongdai in tacit cooperation.

Without a war horse, Prince Kongdai was awkwardly set upon repeatedly by Jeanne and Moliat, swaying left and right like a clown playing a farce.

The delay caused by Moliat and Jeanne was short, but enough for the remaining Salvation Army and mountain knights to arrive.

"Praise the Holy Wind!"

Countless pellets continued to fall on him continuously, while the Salvation Army infantry quickly formed a large circle, separating other knights trying to rescue.

Some knights managed to reach Prince Kongdai, but unfortunately, the prince's light-bearing blessing had already failed, and the war horse couldn't bear him.

The inner circle of the Salvation Army kept stabbing at Prince Kongdai, while the outer circle lowered their spears to resist the knights' charges and rescue attempts.

Weakly wielding his longsword to defend, the light flames on Prince Kongdai dimmed more and more, even the scars on White Crystal Steel multiplied, blood flowed out from the crevices in his armor.

His eyes, at this moment, were stained with blood, everything became blurred, forcing him to rely on instinct to block the incoming charges from lances, longswords, and spears.

Unknown how long it took, maybe long, maybe short, faint cries echoed from somewhere

"Blood Covering Cloud… blade grinding soldiers… divine sanctioned Saint's Grandson can't settle..."

"Unsettled ones... step forward… kill the unsettled for peace..."

The muffled shouts became clearer and clearer until, at a certain moment, Prince Kongdai looked up sharply to see endless Salvation Army before him.