Chapter 678 Rush! Rush! Rush!

"Paladin, charge!"

When the distance between the two sides was less than 300 meters, Bishop Mayer issued an order to charge.

Immediately, he drew his long sword and charged towards Narant's carriage.

"Vivian, Catherine, are you ready?"

"Sir, it's ready, you can fire and throw at any time!"

"Very good! Come on! Let's see if my carriage is strong, or if your warhorse is durable! Silver-horned rhino, charge me! Charge! Charge!"

To be honest, looking at the three thousand paladins swept towards him like a torrent of steel in front of him, Narant felt a panic in his heart.

But for the people he loves, he gritted his teeth and insisted.

As the so-called rush to the crown is a red face, why is he Narant?

In addition, he also has certain confidence in the excellent carriage made by the dwarf himself, and believes that it will definitely be able to resist the impact of three thousand paladins in a short time.

"Go to hell!"

Finally, the two sides met face to face after just a few dozen seconds.

That Bishop Mayer took the lead, the long sword in his hand frantically injected vindictive energy, and then he slashed towards the carriage.

Following Bishop Mayer's roar, a red light suddenly appeared in front of him, heading towards the carriage.

"Ah, Baron Narrant is finished!"

"What a pity!"

When they saw the red glow, both the people from the Onyx Principality and the minor nobles from the Northern Principality all felt that Narant's carriage would fall apart in the next moment.

After all, it was the full blow of the Golden Knight, and I had never heard of any carriage that could withstand it, even if the whole body was forged with iron.

boom!

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of the public, Hongmang finally draped over the carriage.

"This...is it okay?"

"how can that be?"

What was shocking was that the carriage they thought they could see fell apart and didn't appear.

The carriage body only left a long sword mark, and then it rushed into the team of three thousand holy knights unstoppably.

Bang bang bang!

As the carriage moved forward, the terror of the two silver-horned rhinos in front of them began to appear.

The two silver-horned rhinos with rough skin and thick flesh charged forward, using their huge head horns to push away the enemy in front.

Every time he pushes forward, a paladin is thrown away with his horse and people!

"Bastard, it turned out to be an inscription carriage! Everyone dispersed!" Bishop Mayer finally knew that this was a real dwarf forging carriage.

Before he could think about why Narant had such a carriage, he immediately roared at a group of subordinates, causing them to spread out their attacks.

And as the three thousand paladins dispersed, it turned out that it became difficult for the silver-horned rhino to push back the enemy.

Under the leadership of Bishop Mayer, a group of Paladins began to attack the silver-horned rhinoceros and carriage from the side.

"Even if it is an inscribed carriage, there will be times when it will be broken!" Bishop Mayer looked at Narant on the carriage, and gritted his teeth while attacking.

In just a short period of time, there were at least a dozen casualties among his subordinates, which was enough to make his flesh hurt.

Now he just wants to capture Narant and torture him.

With the attacks of the Paladins, new scars were gradually added to the silver-horned rhinoceros and the carriage.

I am afraid that this carriage cannot run under the city wall, and it will be consumed by the Paladins alive.

"Hey, this Baron Narant is too bold after all. Don't they have other minor vassals in the Onyx Principality? If there are more people to cooperate with him, then it is possible for him to kill some Paladins today!"

"Yeah! But that's fine, at least we don't have to face Baron Narant, that carriage is really scary!"

Narant's carriage had previously been able to withstand a blow from the Golden Knight, although it was beyond the expectations of the minor nobles in the northern principality.

But this time the little nobles began to feel sorry for Narant again, thinking that he had fallen into a disadvantage and was still a dead end.

"Hey, look, what is that?"

However, at this moment, the sharp-eyed person suddenly saw that a large jar was thrown out from the carriage and threw it into the crowd of Paladins.

Seeing this scene, someone immediately asked in doubt.

"Ah, that's the wrath of glory!"

"What, the wrath of glory! Hey, do we want to run?"

"Don't run, that Glory Fury is at least a mile away from us, we are safe!"

The little nobles in the Northern Principality were noisy. After recognizing the Wrath of Glory, a few timid nobles even began to turn their horses and prepare to retreat.

Fortunately, at this time, I heard the reminder of the other minor nobles by my side, so I forced my composure to stop the horse again and look at the battlefield.

"What is Wrath of Glory?"

In fact, there were nobles beside King Charings not far from the city wall who also recognized the things thrown from the carriage.

As the discussion came out, the red-clothed archbishop asked in doubt.

The wrath of glory, he really hasn't heard much.

The most important thing is that after Narant used it in the Marquis of Lissen, he never used it again.

And the Wrath of Glory carries the word Glory. The old king of the Northern Principality felt that this would give the Onyx Principality a long face, so he explained that the nobles were not allowed to publicize it.

"Archbishop in red, the wrath of glory is..."

Boom!

King Charlins heard the words, and just wanted to explain to the red-clothed archbishop, but a loud noise suddenly came from the battlefield ahead.

With the loud noise, dozens of Paladins around them suddenly turned their backs on their horses.

Although some paladins have high-level silver strength, they may not necessarily be killed.

But there is no doubt about the injury, and more importantly, the horses under them can't resist the impact of the wrath of glory.

"This... how could this happen? The scope of the spread is comparable to that of intermediate magic!"

This time, without Chalins explaining, the red-clothed archbishop already knows what Glory Wrath is.

Looking at the scope of the explosion, it is definitely comparable to some large-scale intermediate magic.

If it weren't for the difference in power, the archbishop would even think that it was a magic item made by a high-level magician.

"King Chalins, how much glorious rage does that Narant possess!"

Although the Paladin has some damage, it is still acceptable for now.

What the Cardinal was most concerned about was how many such weapons Narant had.

"This... Archbishop, I'm not too sure!" Charlins shook his head.

"Haha! Cool! Catherine, Vivienne, throw them out, throw them where there are more people, blow up all these Paladins to me!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Didn't get an answer from King Charlins though.

But Narant quickly told him with real action.

Following Narant's orders, Vivian and Catherine kept igniting the Wrath of Glory, and then threw them towards the place where the Paladins gathered the most.

As the wrath of glory was thrown out one by one, it seemed like a storm was coming all over the city of Feidi, and a loud bang was heard incessantly.

With each explosion, dozens of paladins were bombed to the ground, and some unlucky ones were even directly bombed into the air by more than ten meters, and then fell to the ground.

Everyone who watched from a distance couldn't help but shivered.

Especially the people of the Northern Principality, they now finally know why the Marquis of Lissen let Narant down more than ten castles in just a few days.

The rage of this glory is simply too terrifying.

Those are all the silver knights, they were all blown up like this by the wrath of glory!

If it were them, wouldn't they be dead on the spot?