The King of Knights in a Different World

Alexander's legion was also attacked, and the leader was Lucifer himself.

The cavalry on the plains attacked them...the light infantry had no chance of winning.

Faced with this situation, Alexander ordered a fight to the death, but instead fought and retreated.

He is confident in himself, but he is not arrogant and stupid.

In this situation, it was obvious that he had been discovered, so he immediately canceled his subsequent plans and led his soldiers back to the southern wilderness.

Lucifer took Tristan and chased after him.

On the other side, the Ager regulations have been pushed forward step by step, and have compressed Macedonia's defense to the extreme.

Faced with this kind of thing, Ptolemy made a decision.

"You take the remaining people to support the king, and I will stay to break up the queen."

He said calmly to Antigonus beside him.

"Are you kidding me? How could I keep you?"

Antigonus looked at his comrades in surprise.

"We can't leave if we don't leave.

One on one, the king is no match for the knight king.

The King of Knights has Tristan by his side, and Seleucus cannot help him.

Do you want Wang to be caught here?"

"I......"

"Get out of here!"

"Take care, friend."

Thinking of the conquering king, Antigonus did not hesitate any longer.

He quickly ran into the distance with his troops who were still able to move.

Ptolemy, who was left behind, took a deep breath.

He looked towards his valley, called his deputy and asked him to arrange along the valley, dragging down the Agguiwen who were still in the valley, while he himself had to lead the team to calm down the knights who were still raging here.

At the same time, it is not possible to allow: Agguiwen and the King of Knights to join together.

If he could do this, he would not necessarily die and would still have a chance to escape.

He originally thought so, because now that his opponent's generals have left, facing the thousand-man team in front of him, he doesn't think the opponent can stop it.

However, his idea was blocked at the first step.

When a knight in the thousand-man team saw him killing his comrades at will, he rushed out and went one-on-one with this... famous Macedonian general.

The sword-to-sword clash created sparks.

Originally, Ptolemy thought he could easily kill this unknown man.

However, they fought for more than ten rounds but still couldn't decide the outcome.

He knocked off the opponent's helmet, and the opponent also broke his shoulder pads.

The two of them can be said to be equally matched.

"Impossible! This kind of technology is actually just a hundred people. Who are you?"

During the battle, Ptolemy felt incredible.

"Levi! I will defeat you and become a member of the Round Table."

The white-haired knight said his name.

Even though he said this, Levi was already very energetic in his heart.

This is his second time fighting against a Round Table level opponent.

Although he is no longer the same person as he was two years ago, he has no absolute chance of winning.

Especially the weapons in his hands are not very good.

"Defeat me! Just a little centurion like you! Get away!"

Ptolemy suddenly struck out with his sword, but Levi avoided it and thrust out his sword at the same time.

"Give up, even if you die, I won't let you leave here."

While fighting, Levi expressed his determination.

"Then just go to hell."

The battle continues.

Ptolemy was unable to capture the knight in front of him for a while, and he became increasingly anxious.

He was very worried that Agguiwen in the valley would come out at any time, and then he would have to face an attack from two people, which would almost equal death.

If it were any other time, he would never be like this.

But now, because of his anxiety, he didn't even notice that the opponent's knight's sword had cracks.

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On the edge of the mountain range, after Agguiwen finally annihilated all the troops inside and led the team to rush out, he saw a surprising scene at first sight.

Agguiwen just raised his eyebrows and continued to move forward as planned.

And he himself rushed forward to the place that surprised him.

On the messy battlefield on one side, Ptolemy was falling down with disbelief in his eyes.

A large amount of blood spurted out from his throat, and the sword in his hand slowly fell to the ground.

In front of him, a knight suffered many injuries, the wound on his shoulder being the most serious, but even so, he still killed his opponent with the broken sword in his hand.

At this time, the knight was kneeling on the ground, supporting his body with his sword.

When he saw Agguiwen, Levi finally fell to the ground.

"Take him back and send him to the most advanced ward for treatment. We must let him live."

Agguiwen picked up Ptolemy's sword and put it on Levi, then the two guards around him gave instructions.

"As you command!"

"Others, continue chasing after me.

Join the king."

"Meet the King!"

After taking care of the Macedonian army that had been cut off here, Agguiwen left his men to clean up the battlefield, and then led his men to pursue Lucifer in the direction he left.

The sky gradually darkened, and it began to rain. Lucifer also ordered the soldiers to stop.

They chased each other for so long but still managed to escape.

The opponent also considered a retreat and arranged magic traps on the way back in advance. At the same time, Lucifer had to stop because of the muddy water on the ground and the bottomless swamp.

In the next few days, because the cavalry could not be deployed, Lucifer asked Tristan to lead the team back to Fog Moon Fortress, while he and Agguiwen continued the pursuit.

Along the way, some scattered Macedonian troops were found, but Alexander was completely lost.

Thinking of this, Lucifer ordered Agguiven to return to the Carolingian Mountains first, while he himself also returned to the Fortress of the Fog Moon.

Now that they have retreated, instead of risking their search in this wilderness, it would be better to block the door where they might appear.

There is nothing wrong with this idea, but the weather has still become a formidable enemy.

By the time Lucifer returned to the fortress, he had received news that Alexander had already returned to the Macedonian army, and it was said that he flew back using his sacred bull chariot.

Also brought with him were two of his subordinates.

After receiving this news, Lucifer did not continue to go south to look for the remaining Macedonian remnants at the risk of losing his own soldiers.

Judging from the previous situation, he caused over 10,000 casualties.

This does not include the losses in the wasteland. Even if the living people can return, there will probably be only more than 10,000 people in the end.

These people were obviously not as valuable as Alexander himself, nor worth the risk.

Originally, taking advantage of Alexander's defeat was the best opportunity to increase the attack, but the influence of the weather could only allow Lucifer to focus on making plans for the time being.

However, when he heard that Levi had killed Ptolemy, Lucifer couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Compared to Lucifer's small victory, Macedonia's apparent loss was much greater.

The news of Ptolemy's death in battle reached the Macedonian camp, and many people were excited to fight Lucifer to avenge him. Alexander also wanted to, but the problem was that the weather did not allow it.

Since Ptolemy died in battle, he needed to transfer two more men to the front line to ensure the success of the subsequent war.

"Has your arm recovered?"

In the tent, Arian Antico asked with concern.

In fact, if Antigonus hadn't appeared and disrupted Lucifer's son, Alexander might have been the only one who could have escaped in the end.

"This little injury will heal in two days.

Damn it, I didn’t expect to meet that annoying woman from before here.

She's more troublesome than ever."

Antigonus was wearing a bandage and his expression was a little gloomy.

In the previous battle, his hands were pierced by Atta's arrows of light, but he still forced his sword and escaped with wounds all over his body.

"What about you, Seleucus, are your new arms still functioning well?"

Alexander continued to care about another subordinate.

"It takes some getting used to."

Seleucus said calmly.

In order to protect Alexander's safety, his left hand was chopped off by Lucifer with a sword.

It has now been regenerated using magic.

In contrast, Alexander himself only suffered minor injuries when facing Tristan.

"Wang, I think there is a problem.

Why does the King of Knights know that we plan to attack by surprise? He appears as if he is waiting for us."

"Antigonus, we trust our countrymen.

We have just lost one of our compatriots and cannot afford to lose another one."

Alexander put a stop to Antigonus's idea.

He doesn't believe that someone he trusts will betray him.

"But......"

"No problem, Antigonus.

This tactic was originally pioneered by the King of Knights, and it is normal for him to guess what we are thinking.

We were too careless."

Seleucid also said the same at this time.

After he finished speaking, the tent door was opened and Aristotle walked in.

The rain evaporated from his body and he said calmly.

"We were too careless."

"Sage."

"teacher."

Aristotle did not say anything that he could not undermine their confidence at this time.

He only walked in because he had something important to report.