Kukas is closest to the quiet knight. Perhaps because of the transformation of Warcraft, his mount is extremely explosive. Just caught up with him while breathing.

Katyusha opened her mouth and bit the gentle and quiet Knight\'s mount. The gentle and quiet Knight\'s Mount was just a grass eating Warcraft, but she was bitten on her ass by Katyusha. At the same time, kukas\'s siege hammer also hit the gentle knight\'s back, but with the special design of the siege hammer, the scattered triangular spikes tore the gentle knight\'s armor and his whole upper body.

Blood splashed everywhere, and some carnivorous Warcraft roared. If it wasn\'t for their master\'s restraint, I\'m afraid they would rush over and devour the bodies on the ground.

The broken body fell to the ground, and the helmet fell off his head, revealing a face of resentment and panic. Several other knights who caught up easily killed the Warcraft mount who lost its master and was frightened with weapons, and then urged their mount to eat the flesh and blood of the Warcraft.

Kukas gave the Knights a cold look, then turned his mount and returned to his team. Although Katyusha is still very hungry, at the command of kukas, it doesn\'t dare to eat the blood and meat on the ground.

"Knight, it would be better if your tone were softer. The child is still very young. I\'m afraid this is his first time on the battlefield." a knight whispered to kukas.

"If you let him go on, I\'m afraid the other knights in the order who went to war for the first time will be even more flustered. It\'s impossible to restrain them only by virtue of Knight virtue at some times," kukas said with a deep breath.

Silence, the talking Knight soon fell silent. Kukas waved a bloody siege hammer and looked around. He didn\'t want his knights to collapse because of fear when they didn\'t go to the battlefield.

Closer and closer to the fortress exit, the Knights rioted again.

I saw that the entrance and exit of the city gate tens of meters wide on weekdays had been shrouded by a gray and black halo, and a team of professionals disappeared into the halo. At least hundreds of black spellcasters and thousands of red mages, as well as their knights and attendants, stood around.

No one tried to escape here. Even if they were afraid of the unknown, they didn\'t dare to leave their team.

First, the officers in the team entered the light curtain, and then kukas and their ordinary knights.

When passing through the light curtain, kukas only felt his body light, and then returned to normal. When he looked around, the officer\'s voice sounded loudly in his ear: "speed up, don\'t stop."

Urged by the sound, kukas subconsciously ordered the horse to move forward, and he looked around.

A long and narrow canyon, in which more than ten camps of different sizes have gathered. Look at the flags of those camps. They are all the camps of the Knights. There are no other professionals. After all the people of his ninth Knights appeared in the light curtain, the light curtain disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Under the leadership of the officer, kukas and them reorganized the team again. At this time, kukas also found a flag in front of the canyon. After ordering them to stay in place and wait for the command, the officer took his guards and rushed to the place where the flag was located.

Soon the officer came back again. He wore a visor and couldn\'t see his expression, but kukas felt the bloody smell on him, extremely chaotic and violent.

"This canyon is our camp. There are thirteen Knights here. Our knights are full. Other knights have lost one fifth of their manpower. Take a rest. Food will be delivered later, and then prepare for the battlefield." the red armour officer said coldly.

"Suddenly across countless distances, appear on a battlefield that has never been heard of. All this is caused by those mysterious spell casters!" kukas thought to himself.

The food came quickly, all compressed meat pieces mixed with various vegetables. The meat is very dry and hard without any moisture. Some of the meat pieces were thrown to the Warcraft mount for consumption, and some of the meat pieces were cut and stuffed into their mouths by the knights with long swords or war knives.

"Bad food." kukas chewed hard, salty meat and complained in a low voice: "it\'s worse than the food of ordinary soldiers."

"It\'s not bad, at least we still have food to eat." the knight of a column with him lowered his voice and said, "stop us from fighting on the western front of the Empire. Finally, we didn\'t even have supplies. We only ate raw leaves and the enemy\'s flesh and blood."

Bursts of complaints rang out in their ninth knights, but the complaints were all complaints. Everyone ate their own food as quickly as possible, and then took some and put them on their bodies to prevent food in case of accidents.

Warcraft mounts eat a lot. They can eat as much as seven or eight knights. However, most Warcraft can maintain three or five days without eating after eating once.

A magic time passed, and the red armor officer gave the order to go out. The shrill horn sounded, and kukas and their knights rushed out of the canyon according to the most standard formation. They don\'t know what kind of battlefield is outside the canyon. They don\'t know what kind of enemy they will face. They just know, rush out and come back alive.

Under the dark sky, two teams of knights walked on the barren earth. There were no birds in the sky and no animals on the earth. One after another, the trees lost their bark, leaving only their branches standing on the cracked earth. There were no weeds and shrubs, and the heavy footsteps of Warcraft brought up a stream of dust.

The two knights moving in different directions found each other with the help of smoke. Without any hesitation, they carefully moved towards each other after checking their weapons and armor.

The two teams were finally able to see each other with their naked eyes. When they found that the enemies opposite were Knights riding on Warcraft like them, some people were afraid, while others were excited to send out bursts of beast like low roars.

"Kill!" a huge man in a team rode on a Warcraft like a saber toothed tiger, waved a heavy siege hammer and roared loudly.