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Leit brandished his scimitar and rushed towards Angelina's position. No one could stop him. He was a high-rank Knecht. Impetus was released, and a pale red blade spewed out. No matter how hard the bones were, they couldn't stop it.

In an instant, several soldiers close to Leit were cut into several pieces. Under the suppression of the monstrous power and oppressive impetus, a circle was formed around Leit. No one wanted to face this killer head-on.

Solon's pupils shrank, and he turned around to run. No one here knew better than him the combat power of a high-rank Knecht. Not to mention there were more than a hundred soldiers around to protect her, even if there were double that number, ordinary people wouldn't be able to stop the high-rank Knecht if he wanted to kill her.

Only strong people of the same rank could deal with such an enemy. Even if they were weaker, it would still take multiple mid-rank Knechts to fight. Lane was one example. Although his strength was one rank lower than Cassar, he could still resist for a while if he fought with all his might. Unfortunately, the strongest person here was only a beginner-rank Knecht. Although the human wave tactic was effective against the strong, a mere one to two hundred soldiers couldn't be considered a human wave.

Locke had been paying attention to Solon. He had always regarded Solon as someone he could rely on. Seeing Solon running away, Locke understood what was going on. As the commander of the army, Solon would never abandon everyone unless he encountered an enemy he couldn't resist. Locke looked back at the blood-red armoured man who was killing ordinary soldiers with ease in the crowd. He gritted his teeth and secretly called Hans, Cain, and Karl to run with Solon.

Hans and Cain were struggling to cooperate with Locke against a Blood Red soldier. Locke secretly gave them a thumbs up and pointed outside. They had been brothers for many years, so they instantly understood Locke's plan. The three of them stopped fighting at the same time and retreated in three different directions. Seeing this, the Blood Red soldier didn't continue to chase after them. Instead, he went after Angelina.

When Locke ran to Karl's side and was about to pull Karl away, Karl was also fighting with a Blood Red soldier. Unlike Locke, who needed to cooperate with Hans, Kane and a large number of ordinary soldiers, Karl relied on his strength as a veteran first-class soldier to fight on par with the Blood Red soldier. When Locke went to pull him away, Karl didn't notice him for a moment and almost stabbed Locke. Fortunately, Locke reacted quickly and Karl withdrew his sword in time.

"Uncle Karl, let's go!" Locke dragged Karl away without saying a word. Not only was Karl stunned, but the Blood Red soldier who was fighting with Karl was also stunned. However, the soldier did not linger and continued to kill Angelina.

Karl and Yoshk had taken care of him a lot over the years. As they were from the same town, it was necessary for him to take Karl with him. Karl didn't understand what was going on at first, but when he saw Locke pointing at Solon, who was about to slide, he understood what was going on.

The few of them did not make a sound, they just covered their heads and ran. Desertion on the battlefield was only a little less serious than being a rebel, and was punishable by hanging. Moreover, they still needed the help of the other platoon jarls and ordinary soldiers.

Most of the soldiers did not notice Zoro, Locke, and the others quietly retreated. Even if they noticed the chaotic scene at this time, no one would care, and no one would dare to. However, Angelina, who was very close to Solon, noticed something amiss. She couldn't believe that there were deserters among the Faustian army that her father spoke of and the valiant army that her brother described in his letter. Angelina almost fainted.

"I'm Princess Angelina! I order you to take me with you! "Angelina did not dare to pretend to be noble at this time, and hurriedly revealed her identity. The soreness in her legs and the aftereffects of overdrawing her mental power surged together. Not to mention walking, the fact that Angelina could still stay awake was a sign of her high mental power.

When Solon heard that it was Princess Angelina, his first reaction was that it was impossible! Shouldn't the noble Faustian Princess Angelina be in the royal capital? Why would she be in the wilderness? But after thinking about their mission, it was not difficult to guess that this princess should be their rescue target. He heard from his father that this time, the three major divisions had lined up teams within the United Nations to carry out search and rescue operations. Apart from the king's most precious princess, who else would have the face to send a team of thousands of people from four different divisions to search and rescue at this critical time of the war?

But understanding was one thing, and doing it was another. Solon was not a simple-minded patriot. A good aristocrat would always measure whether what he did was proportional to the cost of his work. The target of that group of killers was obviously Princess Angelina. Taking her with them would definitely lead to death. In this current situation, no one could stop the pursuit of a high-rank Knecht.

However, Solon did not dare to disobey Angelina's orders. He would have run away before this, but now that Angelina had revealed her identity, if he pretended not to know and others found out in the future... Not to mention his life, even the entire Cardoj family would be buried with him!

At this critical moment, Solon had no time to think too much. He looked around and saw that Locke was the closest to him. "Locke! Take her, let's go! "Solon ordered.

When Locke heard this, he wanted to curse. Everyone knew that they were not far from death if they brought a burden along at this time.

Angelina turned her head to look at Locke. If Solon, who was the first to rescue her, was the main character, then Dale and Brian, who later performed well in the melee, were the second main characters, then Locke was one of the minor characters in the current situation. If Locke's identity as a platoon jarl had to be mentioned, then he was at most a minor character. Angelina took a look at Locke. His gray hair was messy, his half-body armour was sloppy, and the standard longsword in his hand was clearly chipped. Angelina only glanced at Locke once and did not look at him again.

Solon was the strongest here, so he had to obey. Moreover, he heard that this was a princess. In this life and death situation, Locke could not think too much. If it was a princess, then so be it. "Kane, let's hold her back! Hans, you clear the way! "Locke said quickly.

Locke and Kane stood on either side of her. They could not care less about the etiquette between men and women. They dragged Angelina's arm and ran.

Needless to say, as the strongest among them, Karl walked at the back and brought up the rear.

"Trying to run?!" Ryan noticed the few people who were planning to escape from a distance. How could he let one of Shalor's last hopes run away? Under the circulation of impetus in his abdomen, the blood-red gleam of his sword became even brighter. Those who stood in his way were killed one after another, and he even killed faster and faster. He managed to carve out a bloody path in the crowd.

This was probably the heaviest loss for Locke's battalion since the battle at the Felmo Grand Canyon. Almost half of the two hundred soldiers had fallen by now. Even during the battle at the Felmo Grand Canyon, their battalion had only lost about 150 people.

The massacre was still going on. Another turbulent aura came from behind Locke and the others. Kashir had also arrived after taking care of Ryan. "Don't get caught up in the fight. Capture them and leave!" Kashir shouted from afar. This place was very close to the border of the Bering Mountains. Although Kashir was surprised that the Faustian rescue team could arrive so early, he could understand why. Their top priority now was to quickly capture them and leave. Otherwise, if more Faustian troops arrived, their mission would fail.

The arrival of another high-rank Knecht threw the Faustian side into a state of panic. Although ordinary soldiers didn't know much about the horror of a Knecht, Leit had used his combat record to show everyone his strength. The ground was littered with body parts and blood flowed like a river, making every Faustian soldier tremble.

Kashir went straight for Angelina. Unlike Leit, who was still trapped in the crowd of Faustian soldiers, Kashir quickly approached Locke and the others after resisting a few attacks.

Run! Solon was scared out of his wits and took the lead to run. At the end of the day, Solon had always been a noble son under the protection of the baron. Although he had honed his skills on the battlefield for a long time, he still lacked courage. Although Locke and the others were also running, they were calmer and their speed was not much slower.

After a night of fighting, Leit and Kashir had lost a lot of impetus and physical strength, especially Leit. After being exhausted by a large number of soldiers, although he still maintained an undefeated posture, he began to pant heavily. He wasn't as calm as he looked now. High-rank Knechts were also humans, and it was not unreasonable for them to use a human wave tactic to defeat them.

The two sides, one chasing and the other escaping, unfolded in the forest at night...

The Faustian soldiers at the back were still fighting with the Blood Red soldiers. Without a powerhouse of the same level to hold the line, it was possible for them to be wiped out by the Blood Red soldiers, who had fewer people. Fortunately, the Blood Red soldiers were not interested in ordinary Faustian soldiers. They were almost at their limit. Completing the mission was the principle of every Blood Red soldier, and they would try their best to avoid unnecessary fights.

Wright's right hand squeezed Darr's neck. Darr's face turned purple as he struggled to break free from Wright's grip, but it was useless. Wright's grip became tighter and tighter, and with a crack, Darr, the Third Platoon's vice-captain, died.

On the other side, Brian roared and rushed forward with his spear. Leit used Dahl's corpse as a shield, raised the scimitar in his left hand and stabbed forward. Brian looked down at his abdomen in disbelief. A blood-red scimitar had pierced through his abdomen. "Ah!" Brian screamed and used the last of his strength to raise his spear and point it at Leit. Unfortunately, before the tip of the spear could touch Leit, the life in Brian's eyes had already died.

Karl blocked in front of Kashir. Kashir didn't even look at Karl and slashed out with impetus aura. Karl raised his sword to block it, but he underestimated Kashir's strength. Earlier, Ryan didn't consume much of Kashir's strength. At this time, Kashir was stronger than Leit. This impetus aura could be said to be the full blow of a high-rank Knecht. Karl, who was only a beginner-rank Knecht, couldn't block it.

"Pa!" The Dou Qi entered the hilt of Karl's sword, and Karl's right hand was cut off.

Two platoon jarls were dead and one was crippled. Their battalion had not suffered such heavy losses since the bloody battle at Gordon Heights.

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