"General..."

The sudden sound of horse hooves spread to people, and Abel had a sense of ominous premonition in his heart.

Since it was night, the telescope in his hand could not do anything, so he frowned, raised his head, and looked around with all his might.

A familiar figure appeared in his sight, but the figure was a little strange.

Bancroft no longer had the same spirit as before and no longer had the arrogant and arrogant nature of the past. At this time, he had a pale face and ash on his body. He was just on the hem of his sleeves, and even had a charred black color.

Abel's face turned pale in an instant, just like General Bancroft.

"Sir, Legion? You..." Abel's voice trembled slightly. Behind Bancroft there was an army of less than a thousand cavalry. Where was the most proud ten thousand cavalry of the Fourth Legion, which was once famous for Caesar?

"I've been trapped." Bancroft's closed lips uttered these three words with difficulty.

Although I had a premonition, when it was confirmed, Abel still felt a pain in his chest.

Those ten thousand cavalry are the backbone of the Fourth Legion...

Whether it was Bancroft or him, they had spent countless efforts and energy on the cavalry team of 10,000 people. They were as cute as children raised by themselves.

After ten years of war, this army never disappointed them. No matter how powerful the enemy was, under their invincible impact, they eventually became defeated. They were the biggest sign of the Fourth Legion.

However, today, this army has disappeared, and less than 10% of the people can come back. Aibel was shocked. Does the Black Flag Army really have such strong strength?

He looked up and was stunned. Bancroft's eyes were filled with pain and confusion, and even a trace of cowardice flashed.

Abel's heart sterned and said in a low voice: "General, the Fourth Legion is gone, and it can be rebuilt, but if you lose confidence, then your life path ends here."

Bancroft's expression moved, and he immediately understood the fact that his adjutant said.

Because of his violent and harsh personality, he has a very bad popularity in the empire. If he loses the power in his hands one day, the ending will be extremely miserable.

Taking a deep breath, the ambitions of the past seemed to appear in his eyes again.

"I get it, Aibel...thank you."

"You are polite." Aibel said in a deep voice: "Now, what should I do?"

Although Bancroft was newly defeated, he was precisely because he had seen the true strength of the Black Flag Army and knew his own troops well. Therefore, the actions of these more than 20,000 people should be decided by him.

"Go back..." he said it almost without thinking.

Abel gasped. At this moment, he had already determined that the enemy must be extremely powerful, otherwise Bancroft, who had joined the 20,000 new forces, would not have chosen to leave.

"yes……"

Suddenly, their faces changed at the same time.

There seemed to be a roar in the distance, faintly, as if it was there and there was nothing, but it seemed that it was clearly heard in just a moment of kung fu.

There was indescribable horror in the eyes of the two pairs of eyes looking at each other, and they felt a chill of coldness at the same time.

"Red Ocean?" Aibel suddenly said.

Just listening to the sound of approaching, I knew that the visitor was a team of cavalry, and their speed was incredible.

In the territory of the Han Dynasty, there happened to be a cavalry unit that was famous all over the world with speed.

The invincible lion who once made great achievements in the Northern Frontier War - the Red Ocean.

At this moment, they must be the ones who come.

"Range, heavy infantry defend the center..."

At this important moment, Bancroft quickly restored his true nature as a hero.

However, unexpectedly, Abel, who has always followed the order, did not execute immediately, but instead showed an extremely ugly face.

Bancroft's heart tightened and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The heavy infantry was behind and didn't follow." Aibel replied arduously.

His eyes suddenly opened to the maximum, and Bancroft could hardly believe his ears. He stared at the face full of regret in his trusted subordinate, and immediately understood the reason.

In order to arrive at the battlefield as soon as possible, Aibel had no choice but to let the ten thousand heavy infantry move forward slowly. He was always cautious and did not expect that this mistake would be caused by God's will.

"They..." Bancroft pointed at the 20,000 warriors and said, "What equipment are there?"

"Light armor, spear, knife and bow."

"Arrange." Bancroft's face had calmed down, and he calmly ordered.

"But……"

"We have no choice." Bancroft interrupted Abel coldly.

The war-torn Fourth Legion is worthy of Caesar's best legion. Even in this dark night with dark moonlight, the 20,000 troops quickly formed a defensive square formation.

Scandaling Aibel, who had pursed his lips and said nothing, Bancroft sighed in his heart. Although he was careless for a moment, he still kept a good distance between the teams in the march. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have thought of forming a queue in such a short time.

Looking at these serious but fearless Caesar warriors, Bancroft's heart was filled with fighting spirit again. So what about the red ocean? Let them fight to the death.

The sound of hooves gradually progressed, as if the drums were roaring, deafening.

Bancroft and Abel looked at each other. They had extremely rich combat experience and could naturally hear the different voices.

This is clearly the sound made by the Caesars' most proud re-equipped knights while running wildly.

However, what surprised them was that no army could maintain such rapid speed.

The Heavy Knights are known as the best in the world because of their terrifying defense and the weight of armor all over the body are extremely demanding for both people and horses.

Because the threshold for forming the Heavy Knights is too high, even though it is the birthplace of the Caesar Empire, the Recharge Knights, there are only tens of thousands of such warriors.

“Shot…”

Torches were thrown high in the sky and fell in front of the team. Countless torches were stacked into a tall fire, illuminating the dark night sky.

In the distance, it seemed as if a black mass suddenly appeared.

Under the bright fire, the steel on them reflected a heart-pounding flash.

The sealed fully covered armor covered them tightly, like a giant beast covered with layers of steel, swarming towards them.

"Black Flag Army..."

Almost subconsciously, Bancroft's eyes revealed despair, his face paled again, and his heart was filled with fear for these nearly demonic soldiers.

The black ocean did not stop at all, and the fire in front of them could not be a reason to stop them for a moment.

The horse soars and rise high.

The knight immediately raised his head and whistled.

A loud bang exploded in the air, shocking people to their minds.

The high-rise flame seemed to be torn by the air, and suddenly burst out with a more dazzling light. The powerful wind blew through it, and the flames cracked high into two pieces.

The dark sky was instantly reflected with a golden red light, and sparks poured down from the sky, as if the beautiful fireworks were shining in front of everyone's eyes.

As Mars dissipated, a knight came through the two vigorous and scorching lights. He was the only one among all the enemies who did not wear a helmet.

In everyone's eyes, time seemed to stagnate at this moment. The horse in the air seemed to slowly fall down.

"tread……"

The horse landed heavily, as if it was directly stepped into the heart of a person. All the Caesars felt an inexplicable palpitations at the same time.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, the fire light soared into the sky, and the pile of fire made of countless torches finally scattered. Countless subsequent black knights seemed to have not seen the obstacles in front of them at all, and rushed straight in the flame light.

There was no sound, no shout, no loud slogan, they maintained incredible silence from beginning to end. In their eyes, they were following the warrior who was leading, the dragon among the people who were about to bring bloody storms to the world.

There was a trace of fear from the heart in the Caesars' eyes. Although the spear in their hands was still strong, their momentum dropped to freezing point at this time.

In front of them was a group of heavy cavalry with the speed of light cavalry. What does this mean? All the old people who have fought on the battlefield know very well.

"Shoot the arrow..."

A stern roar came from the formation.

Countless arrow branches poured towards the galloping knights like raindrops.

However, with the sound of jingling, there were few knights who were moving tortoise who were caught in arrows. The heavy turtle shell they wore was not able to cause fatal damage with this kind of attack power.

Bancroft's heart sank little by little, like the exhausted drowning man, sank little by little.

With such a mighty power, he could already foresee what the final result of this battle would be.

Five thousand riders, he only faced five thousand people. However, these five thousand people gave him endless fear and shock.

In his decades of war, only one army has seen that can be compared with it. However, that army is something he will never be able to control.

Although the maximum number of that unit has been limited to 3,000 people over the ages, just such a small number of troops is enough to compare with any regular legion of the empire.

The name of that unit is the Knights of the Templar, which is the most powerful and loyal army loyal to His Majesty the Pope.
Chapter completed!