Lord: I can see loyalty.

Vio withdrew his gaze from Derek and looked at Jimmy and Gina beside him.

"Prepare for battle."

Jimmy gripped his longsword tightly and bowed, indicating, "Understood."

He then strode toward the Blue-Clad Knights who were lined up to welcome Vio, and waved to take over command.

Gina, standing to the other side, remained silent, simply raising her broadsword, its blade gleaming with the light of the Western Frontier in the sunlight.

"Follow closely, Your Excellency!"

After the count was ready to make his move, Ansquie raised his weapon and shouted to the knights.

Vio drew his weapon and took the first step, his breathing technique already rapidly circulating within him.

With a loud "bang," Vio's figure vanished from the spot.

His speed was astonishing; he covered dozens of meters in just a few steps and charged directly into the formation of the group of helmeted warriors!

"Enemy attack... What?!"

The bespectacled leader, who had been turning back to warn his men, had just turned back to look at the battlefield and hadn't even reacted when Vio's sword was already upon him.

"laugh!"

Vio's sword pierced his throat. The leader's eyes widened, but he couldn't say anything before his body went limp and he collapsed, blood gushing out.

"kill!"

Jimmy and his knights followed closely behind, unleashing their full power in their dune swordsmanship.

He employed a cunning and ruthless swordsmanship, each strike precisely targeting the enemy's weak points in defense.

One of the bespectacled warriors tried to parry with his axe, but Jimmy stabbed him in the gap in his chainmail under his armpit with his sword, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

Gina, on the other hand, has a completely different style.

She faced the combined attack of three helmeted warriors without flinching, simply raising her broadsword and sweeping it out with terrifying force!

"clang!"

With a strong gust of wind, the three battle axes were simultaneously shaken away, and the three warriors were so shaken that their hands hurt, and they could only stagger backward.

Gina then strode forward, her broadsword slashing down from above, cleaving a warrior and his axe in two!

"Damn it! This monster..." The remaining two warriors looked at her in horror, and for a moment they dared not go forward.

Xavier, along with the remaining militia, began to move through the battlefield, using their numerical and agile advantage to harass the lines that Vio and his men had opened up.

Vio weaved through the enemy ranks, leaving trails of blood mist wherever his sword flashed.

Although those helmeted warriors were fast and incredibly strong, they were no match for Vio, who was at the second level of the Breathing Technique.

The helmeted warriors often only saw a blur before their vital organs were struck by the sword.

Jimmy and Ansquie led the Knights in perfect coordination. The three of them, like three sharp knives, plunged fiercely into the enemy ranks, tearing the formation of the bespectacled warriors to shreds.

Like Vio, Gina charged into the enemy ranks alone, and her terrifying destructive power made the warriors afraid to advance.

"Stop them! Stop them!"

A soldier who temporarily took over command shouted at the top of his lungs, but could only watch helplessly as his once invincible comrades fell one by one.

Ansquie and his knights seized the opportunity to press forward, coordinating with Vio and others' assault, and completely shattered the Spectacled Warriors' defenses.

On the battlefield, the situation has been completely reversed.

The already small number of helmeted warriors, who could only rely on fortresses for defense, have now lost most of their men.

If this continues, the group of helmeted warriors will be wiped out in just a few minutes.

Above the stone fortress, Derek's face had turned a mixture of pale and ashen.

"Damn it... damn it!"

He seemed to have made a decision, and simply turned around and ran towards the back of the fortress.

There, a speedboat is already ready to escape at any time.

however.

"Sir! Look at the sea!"

Carl suddenly pointed to the sea, his voice filled with untimely surprise.

Derek turned around abruptly.

A large fleet of ships is approaching at full speed on the sea.

The fleet consisted of about a dozen warships of various sizes, with a flag flying on the sails, featuring a longsword and a sea eagle.

This is not the mark of other Western nobles, but the mark of the pirate knight, Ulysses!

"It seems to be Ulysses's men!" Karl's voice trembled with unusual excitement. "My lord, Ulysses has sent them!"

Derek was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, his eyes filled with an almost manic elation.

"Hahahaha! That's right! No mistake! Heaven hasn't forsaken me! Heaven hasn't forsaken me!"

He whirled around, rushed back to the edge of the fortress, and roared towards the docks, "Men! Reinforcements have arrived! Ulysses' men have come to our aid! Hold the line! Hold it! Hold it!"

On the dock, the pirates who had been defeated turned around when they heard the shouts, and their morale instantly rebounded when they saw the large fleet on the sea.

"It's one of Ulysses's men!"

"Regroup and move closer to the fortress!"

The pirates and elite warriors raised their weapons again and charged toward the knights of the Southern Border.

The fleet drew closer, warships docked one after another, and a large group of pirates swarmed ashore. At a rough glance, there were at least four or five hundred of them, fully equipped and exuding a murderous aura.

Derek stared at the fleet again, his eyes still filled with surprise.

Although he was somewhat agitated, he did not believe he had made a misjudgment.

Although this group of men is not the "elite knights" under Ulysses, they are still among the best of the pirates, and they will have no problem defending this place with the help of the fortress!

Vio slashed down the last bespectacled warrior with a single sword strike, then looked up at the newly arrived fleet.

"Ulysses...?" he murmured.

Jimmy also stepped back to his side, his body covered in blood but unharmed. He spoke, slightly out of breath, "My lord, it seems there are quite a few people."

Vio nodded, his gaze remaining calm.

Xavier.

"Your subordinate is here!" Xavier stepped forward quickly from behind.

"Organize the militia, prepare for battle, and send archers to the high ground to seize advantageous positions."

"Yes, sir!"

"Jimmy, Gina, Ansquie."

The three responded in unison.

"Shrink the formation, don't spread out."

Vio looked at the enemy's massive numbers and continued, "Although Ulysses have many men, their elite status is not as good as ours. Hold your ground and slowly wear them down."

"clear!"

As orders began to be passed down, the knights and militia of the southern border quickly adjusted their formation, shifting from pursuit to defense, forming an impregnable defensive line in the center of the dock.

Two flags fluttered in the sea breeze.

On one side is the southern border, and on the other side are Ulysses' sword and sea monsters.

Vio looked at Ulysses's pirate group but did not find anyone who resembled Ulysses himself in the crowd.

It seems he didn't come in person.

Vio snorted coldly, his gaze gradually darkening: "Ulysses... has joined the battle so quickly."