Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

Saint Night Kingdom, a border town, Cliff Fragrance Town.

At this moment, the whole town is already in chaos.

Cries of children, devout prayers, and panicked footsteps are everywhere, as many people have already heard the news of the Saint Night Army’s defeat last night.

“Coldflame Army! It’s the Coldflame Army, they are coming to kill…Ah!”

By the big tree at the town gate, a Saint Night Army remnant who was on guard didn’t have time to finish his sentence before he noticed in horror that a sharp spear tip, flashing with a cold glint, had broken through his armor and pierced his chest, bringing out a touch of death-representing red.

Behind him, a knight riding a high-headed horse was sneering.

From the engraved red patterns on the knight’s white armor, it was clear that he was a member of the Coldflame Army.

Moreover, the bright emblem on his chest, with a red shield and two crossed knight swords, proved that this ruthless knight was a Coldflame Army middle team leader, commanding hundreds of soldiers.

Effortlessly pulling out his blood-drenched long spear, the Coldflame Army’s middle team leader didn’t even bother to look at the off-kilter corpse.

Instead, he turned his head and said playfully to his eager subordinates behind him: “Brothers, exterminate the remnants of the Saint Night Army in the town, and the rest, just do as you please.”

On the other side, nearly a hundred Coldflame infantrymen showed a knowing smile.

Immediately, following the command of the middle team leader, the soldiers pulled out their standard-issue longswords and madly rushed towards the shaky town in front of them.

Ten minutes later, the central plaza of Cliff Fragrance Town was filled with smoke, and the flames were soaring.

Skeptical battle sounds continued to echo throughout the town, followed by the Coldflame Army soldiers’ triumphant laughter.

That Coldflame Army middle team leader, who had been at the town gate earlier, had led more than twenty Coldflame Army soldiers with strong crossbows to besiege three Saint Night Army remnants in blue patterned armor and square shields in front of a blood-stained fountain.

“What? Just the few of you left, and you still want to resist stubbornly? If you surrender, maybe I, the team leader, can let you die more decently,” said the arrogant Coldflame Army middle team leader, spitting before pointing his speartip at the leading Saint Night Army squad leader.

On the other side, the young, battered Saint Night Army squad leader stepped forward, straightening his blood-stained blue patterned helmet and raising his wide-blade sword, with determination on his face: “Bastard, stop dreaming!

We are the soldiers of the Saint Night Kingdom, those who deeply love and protect this country!

As long as we are alive, you won’t take another step forward!”

“Oh? Hard-boned, I didn’t expect that.”

The Coldflame Army middle team leader on horseback sneered and looked down at the Saint Night squad leader: “Naive, with your mere Tier 1 strength, you dare to rant in front of me?

It’s precisely because the Saint Night has people like you who only talk in their dreams that they’ve lost the battle, right?

Don’t worry, after we finish you off, I will enjoy everything.”

As the Coldflame Army middle team leader spoke, the surrounding Coldflame soldiers laughed, obviously eager to join in the post-battle revelry.

At the same time, the smug-faced Coldflame Army middle team leader slowly raised his long spear, signaling the surrounding crossbowmen to take action.However, before he could give the final order, something unexpected happened.

In an instant, a burly figure wielding a two-handed sword appeared from the sky, landing steadily between the two sides.

By the next second, the murderous Coldflame Army Captain, who had no time to react, only saw a cold light flash before his eyes.

Following that, his vision uncontrollably shifted downwards, hovering in the air for a moment before heavily falling to the ground, his terrified eyes losing the last bit of life.

This sudden event left the surrounding Coldflame archers stunned, their playful smiles frozen on their faces hidden behind their helmets.

They never expected that their captain, who had just been so high-spirited on horseback, would be so easily slain at this moment.

However, that was the only thought they could muster.

Afterward, another strong figure gracefully landed behind the unsuspecting archers.

His sturdy arms spread out, he embraced five or six of them at once, and with a crisp cracking sound, the bodies of the soldiers were twisted and lay on the ground.

Thus, in the sudden cooperation of these two men.

In no time at all, not a single Coldflame soldier was left standing around the bloodstained fountain except for the three dumbstruck Saint Night soldiers.

When their figures became clear, the narrowly-surviving Saint Night Army Squad Leader recognized them.

The two were both wearing their Saint Night Army uniforms, although the tall, burly one appeared to have on a size too small, seeming somewhat unfitting.

“Great, our own people…”

Seeing this, the young Saint Night Squad Leader breathed a sigh of relief, and like the two soldiers beside him, couldn’t help but reveal a joyous expression, having survived the ordeal.

On the other side, after completing their task, the two men returned to the side of a young man who was also wearing the Saint Night Army uniform.

Without a doubt, these three were Leo Ray, Taylor, and Gideon Black.

Their armor was taken from the corpses of the Saint Night soldiers they encountered along the way.

As for Serena Clark, Stella Clark, and Scarlett, they were also by Leo Ray’s side.

However, because of tactical considerations and other factors, Leo Ray decided to have them use Invisibility Cloaks, secretly hiding in the shadows, serving as their trump card.

While preventing unexpected situations, they could also carry out the task of clearing out enemies from the periphery in secret.

“Thank you for saving our lives!”

After regaining his spirits, the Saint Night Squad Leader led the two soldiers to Leo Ray and expressed his gratitude, saying, “I am Alexander Montgomery, the squad leader of the Fifth Light Infantry Brigade of the Wind Legion. May I know your name and title?”

“No need for formalities, I am Christopher, the squad leader of the First Great Swordsmen from the Plundering Fire Legion,” Leo Ray said with a smile, recalling the identity plate of the armor’s owner.

“So it’s the renowned ‘Kingdom’s Sharp Blade’ Great Swordsmen unit, no wonder your strength is so formidable!” The rescued Squad Leader Alexander Montgomery revealed a respectful look in his eyes.

His own strength was only at Tier 1 Nine- Star, but the young man of the same rank as him exuded a powerful aura, obviously having reached the level of Tier 2!