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The Anglo-Prussian Holy War Chapter 38: October Tragedy.1

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    While the battle at the front gate of the Centennial Blood City was in full swing, an inconspicuous boat drifting at night quietly approached quietly.

    Ten October Knights jumped out of the boat and stood guard on the rocky landing stall.

    Arturia and Lancelot were not used to fighting at night, so their movements were a little slow, but their physical fitness, which was twice as strong as theirs, quickly overcame this.

    Behind the century-old Blood City lies a steep mountain peak, and is surrounded by rugged highlands and plains. Warning posts are scattered in every dark corner and are difficult to detect.

    "It's quite tricky. It's difficult to land in this kind of environment and location. Only by sending thirty craftsmen to quickly build a tough and tall ladder can it be possible" Lancelot raised his head and looked.  Looking at the blood city wall that was at least twenty meters high from him and others, he said this quietly.  Looking around, I couldn't find an easy place to stay in such a deserted place.  Not to mention trying to climb such a high wall with bare hands without relying on tools.

    But soon, Lancelot¡¯s view was shattered by the skilled cooperation of the October Knights.

    I saw each of them rushing to the foot of the cliff with extremely strong skills. A knight spread his legs and poured all his strength into his legs, squatting there as steady as a mountain.  At this time, another October Knight ran quickly. The moment he rushed in front of the October Knight at the foot of the cliff, the October Knight at the foot of the cliff instantly stretched out his hands to let the person rushing over step on his hands.  Go up, and then throw it up hard!

    Whoops!  The October Knight who was thrown up was like a rocket, rushing up to the foot of the cliff more than ten meters in one breath!  However, what was unexpected was that the surface of the cliff was extremely smooth. Unprepared, the October Knight who was thrown up almost fell down with a slip of his hand.

    But fortunately, in an instant, the October Knight relied on his amazing reflexes to pull out his sword in an instant, and then stabbed it into the stone wall, setting off a series of sparks!

    After stabilizing his body, the October Knight nodded towards his companion at the foot of the cliff, and at the same time pointed with his left hand to the sword embedded in the cliff in his right hand.

    The remaining October Knights nodded in understanding. There was a neat sound of unsheathing, and the remaining nine October Knights pulled out their swords one after another, and then jumped up the cliff one by one according to the method just now.

    When the two October Knights came up, he thrust his sword into the cliff.  Then the first October Knight to come up pulled out his sword, stepped on the new sword hilt, and jumped up again!

    Just like that, in less than a minute, ten October Knights had completed a sword bridge to the backyard of Blood City.

    "How truly worthy of being the strongest knight among the strongest legion in King Pulun." Lancelot twitched the corner of his mouth. While he was shocked that those October knights had such modern tactical concepts, he also  Ashamed of what I just said.  As a knight, the first reaction when encountering a difficulty is not to think positively about the solution, but to lament the power of the difficulty and lose some confidence. As a knight, it is really embarrassing.

    Arturia walked forward and gently patted Lancelot on the shoulder.

    "Don't worry, Lancelot. Let us humbly ask those knights for advice, no matter their methods, and their courage not to be overwhelmed by difficulties. Knights are not born perfect, only  A truly perfect and powerful knight is one who humbly asks for advice after realizing his shortcomings."

    After saying that, Artoria jumped up slightly, her light armor with a hint of silver shining in the air, and she jumped to a height of more than 20 meters with great ease by stepping on the prepared sword blades.

    Lancelot looked at Arturia's unquestioning and hesitant back, and raised his head to look at the full moon in the sky that was obscured by clouds.

    "Is it perfect and powerful? It really fits the title of Artoris"

    When the October Knight pulled out the last sword inserted into the cliff face, the entire elite team of twelve people had landed on the wall of Blood City.

    As I just said, the bright moon in the sky has been covered by dark clouds. Unlike the shouts of killing that are gradually increasing in the sky at the height of the sun, there is silence behind the century-old Blood City

    A century-old dead tree with its branches hanging down made a strange whistling sound as a gust of wind blew.

    Surrounding it are some broken stone piles or collapsed columns, and those columns still bear the traces of the bloody battles of the Irish warriors in the past.  Even though years and decades have passed, the dazzling red color is still intact on the cylinder.

    The same is true on the ground, and ifIf you look carefully, you can also find countless dead bones on the ground. They face the sky and stretch out their pale skeletal hands with only skeletons left. Their mouths open wide as if they want to shout something loudly.

    "What a tragic battlefield. This is the first time I feel that there is a place where the bloody atmosphere is stronger than that of King Pulun"

    The October Knights seemed to be extremely wary of this place. Judging from their swords that they had not let go of even for a moment as soon as they entered the castle, there seemed to be something threatening them in this place.

    But no matter what, they can't stop their purpose of coming here at this moment, and now, it's time for Artoria and Lancelot to express their feelings.

    Although Artoria has experienced very few battlefields, she possesses terrifying vision and intuition. Even in a completely dark space, Artoria can be as relaxed as walking in the backyard.

    In front of her eyes, darkness is not a problem at all

    The same goes for Lancelot. Years of training and battlefield training have already allowed him to adapt to various environments. More than ten years of experience in the aristocratic circle have also made him extremely clear on how to detect the enemy's details.

    , a French patrol soldier passed by here.  Although this was his sixth patrol here, every time he passed by, he felt an icy chill rushing to the top of his head.

    This is a place of death where cursed souls are suppressed, the patrolman thought.

    Then he started patrolling around as usual. When he passed some obscure places, he would check them in a hurry and leave. Believe me, no one wants to stay in a place full of skeletons for one more second.

    When he passed a long passage of the city wall, he glanced at the place where Arturia and the others were just now.

    ¡­There is no one there, the cold wind is still as cold as ever, and the scary whistling sound is still so annoying.

    "What an unlucky place" Turning his head, the soldier wanted to leave here immediately.

    But at this moment, a long sword pierced out from the shadow behind him, and there was only a sound of the blade entering his body, PUSH!  !

    The patrolling soldier slowly lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the sword that pierced his heart. Then in the next second, his head was chopped off by the October Knight and fell on the city wall.

    "Let's go!" Arturia said briefly, time was precious at this moment, and King Pulun was working hard to attract the enemy's attention on the front line.  Someone will be sacrificed every second. The spy must be completed in the shortest time and then quickly return to the other side of the lake.

    Arturia and the others started running. Because of their strong bodies, their physiques far exceeded those of ordinary people.  Therefore, if we look at it with our eyes, the twelve people running quickly are like flashing neon lights, flashing in front of us.

    Lancelot ran quickly while using his own eyes to remember the scenes he saw along the way. Although there was no pen and paper to record, as long as Lancelot's brain was still there, everything would not be a problem.

    With the roar of the wind sweeping through the darkness under the moon's shadow, Lancelot soon memorized the entire rear structure of the Blood City Fortress.

    But the entire century-old Blood City is very large, big enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people fighting to the death here, and even washing the city walls with blood.

    "There is no way, this place is too big, but twelve people are obviously not enough. So disperse!!"

    Arturia waved her hand, and the October Knights immediately divided into groups of two and dispersed around the castle.

    Indeed, rather than relying on the safe approach of everyone being together, sometimes a risky approach during this war can be more effective.

    There are scattered figures of the October Knights in every corner of the southeast, northwest, running on the buildings like shadows, and bowing like cats with light and agile steps.

    Along the way, anyone who encountered a sentry should avoid it if they could. Those who couldn't avoid it would be directly assassinated and then the body would be dragged into the darkness and hidden on the spot.

    But what no one expected was that such a secret invasion mission would be so clearly seen by the secret French scouts at this moment.

    In unknown places, groups of French soldiers are secretly being transferred back from the front line.  Facing the scattered October Knights, layers of huge encirclements are slowly forming.

    "They are really here, these are Pulun's minions." With a sneer, a handsome man hiding in a dark corner of the tower said this

    The wind seemed to be gradually getting stronger. The shouts of killing from the other side of the Blood City shook half of the sky. The fire that reached the sky was already extremely dazzling, like the sun rising in the dark.??¡­¡­

    With the strong wind howling in their ears, Arturia and Lancelot began to go deeper into the castle.

    But as they went deeper, Lancelot found that there were only a few scouts along the way, which made him wary.

    "Artoris, are we taking risks by doing this?" Lancelot shouted while running, but because of the strong wind, outsiders could hardly hear what he was saying.

    But Arturia heard it, not only because of her keen senses, but also because the wind was as close as a friend to her: "Didn't you hear it? Char's side is attracting a large number of enemies to us.  Please be careful, too many people will die every second, you must complete the task quickly and rush back to join us, so as to minimize the damage!"

    With a whoosh, Arturia spun ninety degrees in mid-air and passed by a spire, then turned back and said loudly to Lancelot.

    "That's true, but our number is too small. If we encounter an ambush, we are likely to be wiped out here!" Lancelot shouted.

    Arturia's eyes darkened, and her speed unconsciously slowed down while running.

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    Stopping, Artoria looked around and found that everything was quiet.

    Although there is a battle going on ahead, it is too quiet anyway.  Moreover, we have penetrated deep into the central part of the entire fortress. Why haven't we seen any decent patrols until now?

    With this uneasy thought, Artoria began to be on guard.

    Whoops!  Just then, a sharp sound suddenly broke the silence here.

    The rocket flashing in mid-air was like a signal transmitted to the entire century-old Blood City.

    "No, it's a trap!!" Lancelot reacted instantly and immediately pulled out the sword from his waist to block Artoria's body.

    At the same moment, Artoria also knew that she was ambushed, but her expression did not change, but her eyebrows became more solemn.

    Wow!  More than a hundred archers appeared from directly in front of Arturia and the others, holding long bows and drawing arrows to stare at them.

    Countless soldiers emerged in the passages on both sides. It is roughly estimated that there are at least close to a hundred people. Because too many people will be easily noticed by the enemy, but if there are too many people, there is a possibility of escape.  Therefore, these French soldiers who rushed out from all directions were uniformly the elite of the army, and there were even some powerful guardian knights who directly commanded the guards.

    In less than a minute, Arturia and Lancelot were surrounded by a network of at least a thousand people, one layer inside and one outside, and with reinforcements arriving from nearby.  Trapped.

    "Kill!!" With an order, thousands of French troops spread out their formation and began to approach step by step with iron blades in hand.

    Being ambushed by archers above and besieged by countless troops with an absolute advantage below, Lancelot showed a wry smile.

    "It's really bad now."

    Arturia nodded slightly, her expression extremely serious.

    "It's true it's terrible, our actions were seen through by the enemy."
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