Deni swore that he said this with the clearest and most standard sentence.

"Tomorrow night? Will it rain?" Ryan's face was a little strange: "Tell me the reason, soldier, it looks like you are from Bastogne?"

"Yes, I am from Bastogne, a hunter in the Arden Forest. It will rain when it starts at night on September 4th every year. Master of the Holy Grail Knight, what I said is true. Our family has been hunting in the Arden Forest for decades. Every year on September 4th every year, it will rain here!" Deni added seriously.

Ryan frowned, and he continued to ask, "It's raining all over the Yaden forest? I haven't heard of it..."

"I must never deceive the Holy Grail Knight. I swear, this is true. Every year on September 4th, this forest will rain, and it will be a long thunderstorm, and then the rain will spread to the entire forest. By September 6th, the heavy rain will completely stop, and the forest will usher in a long sunny day." Deni knelt on the ground: "I would like to swear to Salia that everything I say is true."

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Deni, Master of the Holy Grail Knight."

"...Tomorrow night, tomorrow night." Ryan patted Deni on the shoulder, signaling that his news would be useful to him, and then asked the Knights to take him down: "Go and get him some food, this news might be very useful to us."

"Yes!" The Ranger Knight responded loudly immediately. He glanced at the serf with jealous eyes. He dared not disobey the orders of the Holy Grail Knight. The serf got a bowl of broth and two barley bread.

The scene returned to the four people. Seeing that Ryan kept saying that it would rain heavily tomorrow night, Julius said with interest: "Do you believe the words of that serf?"

Before Ryan answered, Marquis Gabriel's eyes lit up, and he took over the topic: "Yes, every September, the Yaden Forest ushered in a late rainy season, but I don't know the time for sure, after all, the knights don't pay much attention to this."

Sulia stood up and walked to Julius. Her sea-blue eyes looked at Ryan first, then at her brother, and then said: "If it rains, it is very bad for us. The soldiers hate fighting in the rain. The knights are also afraid that the armor will rust and choose to wrap the armor in oil paper."

Ryan nodded vigorously, and he had already thought of the next plot: "Then, due to the arrival of heavy rain, the army could not advance in the muddy and soft land. We would choose to find a place to shelter the rain. The knights would put away their armor to prevent rust, and the serf soldiers would look for trees and caves to hide from the heavy rain."

"His Excellency Ryan is right. If the serf named Deni is right, then the heavy rain for several consecutive hours will upset everyone. When we relax our guard, the army of beasts will appear... Our army is not good at fighting against heavy rain in the jungle, but the beasts are fearless." Sulia continued to whisper.

"Yes! Yes!" Ryan murmured to himself: "That's right, that's right. The beastmen are waiting for heavy rain. We are still confused about these situations. If this serf named Deni had not risked his life to tell us, who would have known that it would rain heavily tomorrow?"

"This is an opportunity for the orcs, and ours!"

"Sent to the three armies, everyone should take turns to rest and distribute food according to pre-war standards!"

"It is important to ensure that everyone will return to their best condition tomorrow afternoon!"

"yes!"

When confirming how the Orcs would attack, the entire army began to hurry up and rest, and except for a small amount of guards, everyone got enough rest time.

The next afternoon, the weather became hotter and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder. The soldiers began to organize their weapons, while the knights gathered in the camp. They all had a full meal of bread, bacon, and various vegetables.

By dusk, all the troops in the camp were ready, the soldiers were lined up in several rows, and the knights were all wearing armor.

Inside the forest, strong winds were blowing, and black dark clouds gradually covered the sky.

Ryan and others stood in the army. The Holy Grail Knight was holding a griffin warhammer in his hand, and suddenly smiled at Julius beside him, "This battle directly determines the end of our army. Didn't expect it? Maybe the result of this war would be rewritten by a serf. If he hadn't reminded me, maybe we were looking for a place to shelter from the rain, right?"

"My father has always taught us that serfs are an indispensable part of the country. I didn't understand before, but now I have some understanding." Julius nodded gently with a stern face: "Lian, I understand why you won the favor of the lady. Is this the Holy Grail Knight? If it were me, I would definitely not have the patience to listen to what the serfs said."

"Knights have things that knights are good at, and serfs have things that serfs are good at. In this country, knights determine the strength of the entire country, but serfs determine the foundation of the entire country. Knights cannot exist without serfs, and serfs also need the protection of knights." Ryan could feel the strong wind blowing in the forest that made him almost unable to open his eyes, and waves of dead branches and leaves were flying in the huge oak forest.

A rumbling thunder came from the distant sky.

The sky gradually darkened, and the sun gradually disappeared into the dark clouds.

"Boom!" A white light sounded from the clouds until the ground. After a few seconds, the sound of rolling thunder that tore the earth resounded throughout the valley.

The serf soldiers stood there with long spears, with their eyes worried and fearful. They were not professional soldiers at first, and many people were even worried about whether their fields would be affected by heavy rain.

Maybe they have low morale, maybe they are not good at fighting, but they all know that this battle is for their own lives and to protect their country.

The more elite soldiers lined up in close arrays, wearing chain mail and hoodies, and helmets. Most of them held long swords and had shields and halberds on their backs.

They are more glorious free people, their land does not have to be paid extremely high tax rates, their families enjoy houses and food rations in towns and even castles, they enjoy double salary, and therefore must show sufficient combat effectiveness.

Then, it's the knights.

In the forest, the knights gave up riding horses and chose to dismount. They were wearing excellent armor and holding long swords and shields in their hands. They were well-trained and highly morale. Just like those beautiful knight stories and mythological epics, all the knights of the rangers hoped that they could make achievements in the war and win no glory.

The kingdom knights are different.

They had woken up from their dreams and witnessed the cruel reality. They had completed their transformation in blood and fire, but they still stubbornly followed the path of knights. They were the fighters of Brittania, the guardians of this country and the people, and they were elites condensed with blood and obsession with dozens of brothers who were as close as brothers.

The war is imminent, and they can feel that the long-lost blood of their hearts has been awakened. In this tense atmosphere, the flames of the knights' hearts burn again, and they can feel the call of the lady.

"Drip" raindrops like pearl beans fell on the ground and also fell on the knights' armor.

"Ding Ding Dangdang" sounded with the sound of thunder, and heavy rain fell from the sky. The rain did not fall to the ground as they wished, but fell on various armors, making crisp sounds.

It was not the sound of raindrops falling on the land, it was the sound of rain hitting gold and iron.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding"

The hair is wet and the clothes are wet. In the dark forest, a deep sense of oppression conveys everyone's heart, cold, irritability, fear, and suppresses everyone's heart.

The wind was fishy, ​​and the vague horn sound of the beastman appeared in the distance, and the morale of the army was a little shaken.

Until Ryan's appearance.

The Holy Grail Knight, wearing silver-gray armor, walked to the front of the army formation. The rain wet his hair and flowed down his face one by one, but it could not cover up his face with light and hope, nor could it cover up the glittering Holy Grail Knight badge on his chest.

The waterfall-like rain could not cover the eager gazes of soldiers and knights.

Ryan put down the warhammer, and he drew a one-handed sword from behind him, and under the fanatical gaze of the soldiers and the knights, Ryan spoke.

"Soldiers, my soldiers, tell me, how do you feel?"

The army was in an uproar, and many Rangers shouted: "I don't feel that good, Lord Ryan."

"Hahahaha!" The military formation let out a lot of laughter.

"Yes! Yes, I don't think it's great, the forest, the heavy rain, the darkness, and the damn beastman." Ryan laughed loudly, completely ignoring his face with rain: "But, my soldiers, are you scared? Are you timid? Have you succumbed to the darkness?"

"No! No!" All the knights and soldiers shouted loudly.

"Tell me, has this little rain put out the flames of your heart?"

"No! No!"

"For our country, we advanced to this point, to protect our people, we fought to this point, now, let us shout together, for victory! For ladies! For Brittania!" Ryan raised the goddess of vengeance.

Even in heavy rain, there was no sign of the white flame on the sword body of the Goddess of Vengeance. On the contrary, the light blue light emitted pure light on the dark rainy night, illuminating everyone's hearts.

"For victory! For ladies! For Brittania!" The soldiers yelled in unison. With the Holy Grail Knights with us, what's the terrible thing about those beasts?

"For victory! For ladies! For Brittania!" The knights roared loudly, and they slapped their shields with their sharp swords. Their courage could not be extinguished by the heavy rain. They were ready.

"Fight! Fight!" Olivier and Hex under Ryan's command have become chickens, but they are all very morale. The Ranger Knight held the sword tightly and waited for the moment to fight side by side with his baron!

"For the lady!" Julius took the lead and shouted, and his sister Sulia also raised her sword high over the sky: "For the lady!"

The voices of the beastman are from far to near, and many people can already see evil figures flashing in the depths of the darkness.

"Now, soldiers, wave your weapons and take out your courage. I, the Holy Grail Knight, Ryan Makado is with you, let us fight side by side to eliminate evil! Everyone! Recognize my glory!" The goddess of vengeance was raised between the army formations, with white flames, light blue glory, and dark rainy nights, everyone's eyes were staring at the sword.

Then Ryan turned around, took a step forward, and rushed towards the darkness.

The army's morale was terrifying. The Marquis of Gabriel de Bastogne and the third son of the Duke of Red Dragon waved his sword vigorously and shouted: "Follow the Holy Grail Knight! Follow the Holy Grail Knight! Charge! Prosper!"

"Roll ahhh!"

The Brittanian army was in full swing.

"For the ladies!"

A huge trend swept the orcs' military formation.

While the Beasts' War Gang leader was still gathering his troops and preparing to charge, the Brittanian army was already rushing towards them, and this unexpected situation made them stunned.

"Humans...attack...we?"

"For the sake of ladies!!!" Ryan took the lead and rushed before everyone, and cut off the head of the Beast's leader of the Battle Gang with one sword.

"For Lady! For Brittania!" The knights followed Ryan into the army of the beastmen. The sword swept across the ground, and the beastmen were caught off guard by the knights. When they realized that, the knights had already broken through the first row of the beastmen, and the sharp swords harvested the heads of the beastmen.

This is revenge from the knights.

On the front line of a thousand meters, there are figures of humans attacking wild orcs everywhere.

"Kill!" The serfs raised their spears and stabbed the horned beasts and the inferior ones in a pair. The army of the beasts began to appear in chaos. The beasts behind wanted to rush over, and the beasts in front wanted to retreat, crowded with each other, trampled on, and countless casualties were injured.

In the army of the beastmen, the beast king "Bloodhorn" Maras and the neighing shaman "Heart Eater" Groz looked at the scene in front of him incredibly: "The attack... was discovered...the human beings...against the counterattack!"

"Stay...I'll... limit humans!" The screaming shaman waved his bone staff, and green energy gushed away, forming a large swarm of locusts.

Swarms of locusts appeared on the battlefield, and many serfs were attached to their faces by locusts. They screamed and wanted to get rid of these insects, but were immediately killed by nearby beastmen. The knights could also feel a large number of locusts creeping into the inside of the armor and eating them in flesh. Many knights were bitten to the point of blood.

"So many bugs!"

"hateful!"

Ryan cut a bighorn beast into two pieces with one sword. Seeing this, the Holy Grail Knight raised the goddess of vengeance: "The group disperses!"

The sacred light covered the entire battlefield, and all the locusts shining by this light turned into ashes.

"Long live Mr. Ryan!" "Follow the Holy Grail Knight! Follow the Holy Grail Knight!" The army resumed its offensive and rushed towards the Beasts' army.

The big horned beasts and horned beasts in the first row were washed away by the knights, and the remaining bad horned beasts and Chaos War Dogs were also crushed by serfs. The heavy rain, the front army of the Beast Army had begun to collapse.

The Beast King and the Great Shaman began to feel bad, and they slowly retreated under the cover of the Bighorn and the giant Minotaur battle group.

"The Holy Grail... is powerful, cannot be defeated."
Chapter completed!