Knight Morpheus, who was holding the reins tightly, took the lead, and the speed advantage of the mount under his crotch was really too great. No matter how hard Barrett tried, he could only watch the opponent getting further and further away from him. 'never mind! Let the Lord Knight draw some firepower for me! ¡¯ Barrett, who found that his efforts yielded little results, could only comfort himself like this. Facing the threat from the air, the spellcaster who ambushed the phalanx immediately gave up on the Tutkel Cavalry Regiment, which was already at a disadvantage. Turn your attention to this new enemy. The spherical energy continues to spread in the sky, but both Barrett and Morpheus Knight can easily break out of those cold or hot areas. In many cases, he can rely on explosive acceleration to leave those raging energies behind. Line-like energy keeps shuttling around Barrett. Some of them rubbed the tips of Barrett's hair and fell behind the serpentine maneuvering route. Some of them clearly seemed to have landed on Barrett, but then they seemed to hit an illusion and passed directly through his body. Others disappeared within inches of Barrett, as if they had never appeared. The number of people ambushing the phalanx was not large. After the firepower projection was divided between two people, there was no way to achieve a saturation attack. With its various protective effects, few spells can fall on Barrett. At the same time, Barrett confirmed that Knight Morpheus in front of him did not make any maneuvers. He ignored the spellcaster's methods and ran rampant. But in Barrett's eyes, he didn't see any spell that could have an effect on him. The large number of spell slots consumed by the enemy casters are completely useless from the current point of view. When the interception efforts of those spellcasters failed, the remaining mage guard immediately clenched the weapon in his hand and stayed close to the person he was guarding. They did not use projectile weapons blindly, because they knew that even the spells they just cast had no effect, and their weapons would certainly have little effect. The spellcaster wearing a black piping cloak is not an old scholar with no practical experience. As the person in charge of this ambush operation, he was aware of his situation immediately. Especially after the charging rider falling from the sky broke through his interception, he felt that his life was under great threat. After all his efforts failed, he touched the ring on the middle finger of his left hand. Then there was a slight distortion in front of Knight Morpheus. Having experienced hundreds of battles, he immediately noticed a fleeting change. Immediately, Knight Morpheus pulled the reins in his hand, and after a sudden stampede on his mount, he immediately made an 'S'-shaped maneuver in the air. But even like this, the mount still made a 'bang bang' sound as if it had kicked something. ¡®Force field wall. ¡¯ Barrett, who was further behind, also recognized the spell in front of him at the same time. Immediately afterwards, he also began to correct his charging route to avoid running head-on into the unbreakable and impenetrable barrier. With the rapid speed, the distance between Knight Morpheus and the black-robed mage has become very close. The long sword in Knight Morpheus's hand glowed with a dazzling cold light, and he was about to tear apart the black piping robe. But at this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed on the buckle of the black-robed spellcaster's robe, and then the black-robed mage who was about to be decapitated disappeared out of thin air. A moment later, he appeared a full 300 feet away from Knight Morpheus. And the remaining spellcasters in the phalanx were all turned into birds and beasts. None of them dared to cast spells in front of Knight Morpheus, and they were not even willing to try to move and cast spells. They all chose to flee at full speed. The mage guards in the phalanx abide by their duties. They suppressed the fear in their hearts and charged at Knight Morpheus with their weapons in hand. A series of "clang" sounds continued to sound in the phalanx, and severed swords, iron halberds, and war hammers flew everywhere over the battlefield. And the mount launched a flying kick, and immediately a mage guard immediately turned into a rolling gourd with its center of gravity unbalanced. And as the mount, under the control of Knight Morpheus, spread its legs and charged forward. One after another, the mage guards were knocked to the ground. Knight Morpheus had no intention of getting entangled with these human shields. His target was always the spellcaster wearing a piping black robe because this guy was too much of a threat to others. This phalanx, which was completely disrupted by Knight Morpheus, provided considerable convenience for Barrett's actions. He did not need to break through the obstruction of the mage guards, and could directly launch an attack on the panic-stricken spell caster. Facing the menacing Barrett, a burst of thick fog suddenly surged from the body of the spellcaster he chose as his target. But in front of Barrett,??, that thick fog that should have made one unable to see anything at all has no effect at all. His gaze directly penetrated the barrier formed by the spell and locked onto the target within it. Barrett's speed, which he tapped lightly on his feet, further increased. A cold light tore through the thick fog and cut towards his target with a 'hissing' sound. But just when 'Broken Peak' was about to come into contact with the spell caster, Barrett felt that the weapon in his hand seemed to hit something, and then slid to the ground aside. ¡®Protective force field? But this can save you once, but it won't save you the second time. ¡¯ Barrett, who snorted coldly in his heart, flicked his arm and stabbed him with a backhand. This time, the protective force field protecting the caster did not take effect again. In the eyes of the other party, 'Duanfeng' tore his robe open, and then a stream of blood spattered out. "However, at the moment of life and death, people will always burst out with amazing power driven by the desire to survive. The caster was like a senior yoga instructor, avoiding his own vital points in an extremely strange and twisted way. It's a pity that he is not a professional in this field after all. In this state, he immediately lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. As a practical spell caster, the guy who had just been chopped by Barrett immediately rolled around in pain as soon as he hit the ground. Any spell caster who goes out to take risks is basically at a low level. He has developed his 'tumbling' skills to a certain level. Although the behavior of rolling on the ground is very different from the cold image that the caster should have. But when spellcasters don't have much means to deal with the enemy, it is one of their most effective ways to save their lives. Even now and with various life-saving measures in place, they can still instinctively use that method. Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly away, Barrett immediately stepped forward and swung his knife to kill the guy completely. The spellcaster rolling on the ground was in shock at the moment, because the effects of several protective spells that originally existed on his body all disappeared the moment he was stabbed. At this time, he was as defenseless as an egg whose shell had been opened. The special effect of 'Penetrating Magical Protection' is like a delicate can opener, immediately disintegrating all the layers of protection of the spellcaster. Feeling the touch on the handle of the knife, Barrett turned his wrist. Immediately afterwards, the 'Broken Front' cut off the annulus fibrosus in the spine laterally. The caster who was covered in mud on the ground twitched twice and then became completely stiff. And when Barrett cleared out a mage here, the situation on the battlefield also changed because the three of them broke in. The Tutkel Cavalry Regiment, which was originally in defeat, was first relieved of the 'exhaustion' effect by Master Murphy, and then lost the fire suppression of the spellcaster. Now he finally took advantage of his numerical advantage, and the west wind immediately overwhelmed the east wind. Sergeant Sherlock, who finally managed to reverse the situation, looked at Barrett and others with a complicated look. Although he really doesn't like these foreigners involved in the affairs of the Republic at all. At the same time, he also understood that he had just been used by them. But now he is not as disgusted with them as he was just now, because if Boham had not led the three, the cavalry brigade under his command would have suffered heavy casualties. Yes, Sergeant Major Sherlock never thought that he and his men would be annihilated in this situation. Because they are cavalry, their mobility advantage is their greatest safety guarantee. After seeing no possibility of victory, if they dispersed and retreated, a group of people would be able to escape successfully. And now those Tutkel cavalry who were finally able to show their strength, saw their swords flying and blood splattering in the collision with the ambushers. People on both sides kept rolling off their horses to the ground, and then huddled up under the trampling of the horses. At this end, the pursuit and escape battle between Knight Morpheus and the black-robed spellcaster continued. The spellcaster who had shown great power against Tutkel's soldiers before was being crushed by Barrett and running away. However, although this mage cannot deal with Knight Morpheus, his own life-saving methods are much better than those under him. With the help of a series of timely teleportation spells, the opponent maintained a dangerous and dangerous 'safe distance' from Morpheus. However, this action like dancing on the tip of a knife was destined not to last long. After disappearing into thin air for the last time, the caster never appeared in anyone's sight again. After stopping in mid-air to observe the entire battle, Knight Morpheus confirmed that the opponent had fled the battlefield. Don't consider the caster's sense of honor. To them, that kind of thing is even like the sound of gold coins in a purse. These 'master mages', whom the soldiers often called with disdain, were almost always the first to escape from battle. With the voltsThe strongest of the attackers chose to evacuate, and the remaining casters with teleportation spells also activated their own life-saving measures. Unfortunately, one of the unlucky ones had bad luck. Barre, who was not far from him, Te immediately activated the effect of the 'Dimensional Blade', killing his escape attempt in the cradle. After the remaining spellcasters realized that there was no hope of escape, they immediately raised their hands and chose to surrender. In the eyes of most of them, the support their employers had been providing was not worth their lives. Moreover, if the caster surrenders, it is not difficult to change the court. They don't have much psychological pressure in this regard. "Compared with warriors who are easier to train on a large scale, the training cost of spellcasters is much higher, and the success rate is also much lower. Therefore, major organizations in the Western Continent often have certain preferential treatment for spellcasters, and they will not be too oppressive towards these prisoners. Therefore, many children from wealthy families always like to spend a lot of money to learn spells, even if there is a high possibility of losing all their money in the end, they still enjoy it. Looking at the robed casters in front of him with their hands raised in the air, Barrett put his 'Broken Peak' back into the scabbard: "There is really no need to expend much effort to deal with these weaklings." And now. Sergeant Major Sherlock on the other end also led his men to control the surviving melee ambushers one by one. They took out the hemp ropes from the bags on the saddles and tied up the attackers who either surrendered or were injured and fell to the ground one by one. Seeing this scene, Barrett immediately turned back to the spellcaster he had just killed, and began to pick up the things on the other person's body. This was Barrett's trophy, and he naturally would not let it go. For other people. Even the one whom he had just left behind with his 'dimensional' blade had the right to claim the spoils. "Do we also need to participate in the next interrogation?" After the battle on the ground was basically over, Master Murphy slowly landed next to Knight Morpheus. The latter looked at this messy battlefield: "If possible, we'd better participate directly. Even if we don't interrogate ourselves, we must observe the whole process from the sidelines, lest those Tutkel people conceal anything intentionally or unintentionally." Even the closest allies cannot be unreserved in their intelligence. What's more, political systems such as the Bolum Territory and the Tutkel Commercial Republic rely entirely on the combination of interests. If there is any information that may bring huge benefits, the other party will definitely hide it. And if there is information that threatens the Bolum Order, those businessmen will most likely sell it for a price. Therefore, for the benefit of the territory, Knight Morpheus knew that direct intervention would offend people, but he still decided to participate. At this time, Barrett, who came to them, reminded: "Even if we don't care about anything else, we have to confirm the life and death of Manager Brierley first!" "That's true." Knight Morpheus nodded. . (To be continued.)