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The night of August 8, 1666 (mday+129)
Lenny? Central District 1
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"I'm so sorry, I only brought 300 knights. Just make do with 10,000 knights, Your Majesty."
This conversation took place in the year 1066 of the standard calendar, during the fateful battle that determined whether the Second Dynasty of Komen could continue. Facing the barbarian warriors all over the mountains and plains, the first head of the Judgment Knights and later the Grand Duke of Sotalan once said this to the emperor to whom he was loyal.
In that battle of Sotaran, three hundred knights trampled through the entire flank of the northeastern barbarians. These three hundred people seized twenty-seven bull-headed flags of the northeastern barbarians and three bordered totem tribal flags. Each barbarian tauren has a strength of 300 people, and each tribe has 600 people. These 300 knights actually wiped out 9,900 enemy troops in one morning. Because of this amazing contribution, the knight leader was named one of the five great dukes of the Second Empire, and his fiefdom included the entire northeastern region of the empire.
And on this night six hundred years later, the current head of the Judgment Knights said this to His Majesty the Emperor to whom he was loyal:
"I only have sixty knights with me. Even if I can't stand up to two thousand people, I can always make do with eight hundred people."
In fact, there were originally sixty-three trial knights under the command of Foreign Minister Covey Hugh Eaglewing, plus twenty-nine medical knights.
Even if it is placed on the frontal battlefield of Lenny or Kengel, this is still a force worthy of awe.
Even after being attacked by the Free Army commander without respecting battlefield etiquette, he still had fifty-seven trial knights and twenty-eight medical knights on hand. A sneak attack of this level cannot change the balance of strength between the two sides at all. Based on the number of torches and lighting magic on the opposite side, there must be less than 900 members of the Free Army.
"Moreover, the knights now have sufficient support behind them. The senior mages and priests on the steps of the library are enough to support a full-scale attack by one or two emperors. There are few potential problems with this unit other than the lack of regular soldiers to serve as cannon fodder. They can handle almost any form of combat and defeat almost any type of enemy.
Except for the war of attrition.
However, the current situation seems to be changing to a war of attrition. As soon as the Judgment Knights rushed down the steps, they dispersed into a fan shape and rushed towards different companies, launching an extremely wide charge front.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Gustav frowned.
He asked his military minister, the Grand Duke of Feigota: "What are the knights planning to do? A parallel charge? The other party has a medal of excellence. I'm afraid it's not an ordinary national army. Isn't it too arrogant?"
Ninety knights versus eight hundred infantry, it sounds like there is not much difference in combat effectiveness, and it seems that there is not much difference in charge area. Counting the cost, the cost of knights must be several times that of these mobilization soldiers. Although there were only fifty-seven knights in total divided into two rows, the front of their charge looked as wide as the six densely packed infantry companies. Eight hundred infantry could not even fill one side of the square. If there were eight hundred cavalry, their assault would shake the earth.
But from another perspective, during a parallel charge, each charging knight had to face at least ten enemy muskets and bayonets at the same time. For those who want to break through the Free Army array, this number increases to twenty or thirty.
No matter how good a knight is, he is still a knight after all. Most of the Judgment Knights only know a few low-level magics, and they are specially selected for close combat. Medic Knights are good at healing and melee combat, but most of them don't know any holy magic other than healing.
Every officer in the empire knows that in the face of a Free Army with the Chapter of Excellence as its core and a complete staff of magic officers, the pure knights have no magical advantage, only physical and combat experience. But this advantage is not enough to offset the simultaneous attacks of twenty ordinary soldiers. If this continues, the empire's most elite knights will trade their lives with ordinary Free Army soldiers. This is really not worthwhile.
The old Duke looked at the battlefield and immediately understood Earl Eagle Wing's plan. He smiled, pointed to the battlefield and explained: "After all, the Judgment Knights are different from our ordinary cavalry. Now both sides have few troops and they are all elites. The Count wants to show off his strength. Look at the Medical Knights at the back. The way it unfolds, you will know what Ying Yiqing wants to do."
There is some slander hidden in the description of the old Duke of Feigota. The emperor did not respond, relying more on his own observation. He discovered that the more than twenty running and charging medical knights were not attacking in a scattered manner like the cavalry. The largest group consisted of about twelve or three people, and they were following the Count'sAfter the horse.
Gustav understood immediately: "It seems that Lord Eagle Wings wants to confuse the enemy first, and then concentrate his forces to kill the opponent's commander in one fell swoop. But the charge is already halfway through, is it still too late?"
As if he heard the emperor's complaint, the foreign minister suddenly raised his sword, pointed his finger toward the sky, and pushed his left hand in front of his face, taking off the iron mask that protected his face.
"Wedge formation! Mask off! Follow me!"
His voice sounded much duller. An orange light lit up along the blade, eventually turning into an entwined sacred flame. The originally scattered trial knights suddenly aligned their horses, and more than thirty knights followed him closely, their swords pointed at the "Chapter of Excellence" commander on the left wing of the Free Army.
The entire transformation took less than twenty meters. Their array was as dense as an infantry array, and you could touch the shoulders of nearby comrades if you stretched out your hand.
The black exotic war horses summoned by the Judgment Knights are intelligent. Only such smart horses can form a strict formation like humans.
This change of formation aroused a burst of admiration among the magicians of the empire, and a low exclamation among the formations of the Free Army. Almost every recruit wanted to swallow, but their saliva had long since dried up, and they could only barely make a few swallowing movements.
Naimen Solayton did not panic, but continued to stand in the center of the team, shouting orders.
"The first company on the left wing, focus the fire! Hit the one with the orange light!"
Naimen himself knew very well that he simply did not have ※magic combat power commensurate with a Chapter of Excellence§ on hand.
The only ones he can control are the four companies transferred in the afternoon. He didn't even remember the names of the officers of the newly mobilized companies, so he could only use the positions of each company relative to him to command them. When he saw the Knights of Judgment choosing to break through across the board, his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He once thought that the other party had seen through his strength on the outside but on the inside.
"Fortunately, in the end they concentrated their forces and came towards me"
Then his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Because, he saw that the enemy's chief knight who was leading the charge cut off the orange sword in his hand.
The orange light struck the empty air and made a crisp "ding" sound.
"Is this a jokeIs he cutting bullets?"
The orange light came across, flashed three times, and made three more "ding" sounds.
If cutting off one bullet is an accident, cutting off four bullets is definitely showing off. The Judgment Knights cheered loudly and continued to charge even if they were shot.
No horse slowed down, no one fell behind, and that round of focused fire did not produce any results.
"Even if it is the sharpest sword in the world, Mercy, this is too much"
Naimen also knows the origin of the name "Mercy": because this sword is so sharp, the person whose head is cut off by it can say a complete last word, leave a will, and give all the change on his body to his superior. , handed his love letters and tokens to his best friend before he spewed blood and died.
He looked around and found no one to whom he could confide his last words. Instead, he saw a company commander running over from behind.
"Captain, your reserve team is in place as planned." Second Lieutenant Garnier, a top student, had an expression of admiration on his face. "Facing such an enemy, you can still be so calm. It's amazing."
In the eyes of others, Naimen crossed his arms in front of his chest and stood straight with his legs, looking completely calm and composed.
"Second Lieutenant, don't your company need command?"
"Second Lieutenant Sparry is in command. Our remaining troops are not much more than a company. I can at least have some magic. Although it is not as strong as yours, it should be able to have some effect."
"Just stay behind me."
Naimen turned around and glanced at the rear team. The reserve team was indeed at the position he ordered. Without waiting for Garnier to reply, he continued to issue orders.
"The second companies on the right wing and the left wing both retreated three steps! The rest of the men with bayonets ready squatted in half-crouch formation on the spot, with the blade pointed at the enemy!"
The cavalry was getting closer. The outermost companies have already started fighting. Ordinary soldiers are as vulnerable to the knights as butter cakes that have encountered sharp knives.
"The second rows of the first companies on the left and right wings mount bayonets! Step forward to fill their positions!"
The new recruits panicked. Naimen also grabbed a musket with a bayonet inserted into the muzzle, took a step forward, and stood in the gun array. His calm movements and manner calmed the chaos.
The sharp bayonets were staggered in two rows, high and low, ready in the dark night.
Then?It's time to act. The captain stretched out his right hand and sent a signal to the magic officers of each company.
"Use lighting technique, maximum brightness!"
The dazzling white light looked even brighter in the night, and all the bayonets reflected the bright light.
"It's starting. Wait a minute. This magic doesn't seem to be very strong."
Gustav stared at the ranks of the Free Army and muttered to himself in confusion. Due to his royal ancestry, the emperor's eyesight and judgment of magic were very good. He figured out what the magic was, but he didn't trust his own judgment.
The Minister of Military Affairs on the side also had doubts. He directly called two of the highest-ranking court mages for confirmation: "Sir Riley! Sir Hobbs! Confirm the name of this magic!"
"Illumination, right?"
"Lighting."
The middle-aged court painter and the old-school magician answered at the same time without any hesitation.
Duke Loren von Fegota raised his hand and then lowered it.
"Lighting magic? What do they want to do? Is the 'Excellence Chapter' deliberately showing weakness? Let's observe again."
The answer was revealed immediately.
The commandos, who were as dense as an infantry array just now, slowed down in front of the bright sea of ??bayonets.
The knights shouted loudly, but their horses still ran to both sides uncontrollably. The formation of the Judgment Knights was originally like a sharp knife, but now it flowed into the gaps on both sides like water.
The companies on the right and left had retreated before, and that was the gap reserved for them by Naimen. At the bottom of the gap is the reserve team that has just taken position.
"Why is this? Even the reconnaissance cavalry of the ordinary Wehrmacht will not avoid the front of the bayonet square"
Garnier looked at the chaotic enemy formation in surprise, and couldn't help but begin to doubt what he had learned in school.
"I know that the enemy needs to rush into my formation at the risk of their swords. The enemy also knows that they need to rush into my formation at the risk of their swords. If it were a normal battlefield, even their horses would know that they need to rush into my formation at the risk of their swords. array."
Naimen explained calmly: "But these dark horses summoned temporarily don't know. They have intelligence. When they suddenly see the flash of light and the sharp tip of the knife, they will only subconsciously avoid it〞〞"
Someone picked up his conversation.
"Then rush into the gap and fall into your trap, right, Commander of the Free Army."
Naimen, who was blowing happily, raised his head and saw the orange blade shining in front of his eyes.
The count immediately jumped off his horse and rushed over from the crowd. Just behind the Foreign Minister, seven or eight soldiers were turning their heads in panic, trying to pursue the enemy rushing through the crowd-
Just when they turned their heads, their heads slipped from their necks. Pillars of blood spurted into the sky, and severed limbs, heads and weapons were scattered all over the floor!
This is "kindness", the sharpest weapon in the world. While rushing through the crowd, the count had cut down all the "obstacles" on the route, but they still didn't feel it. This weapon is anything but merciful to onlookers, and nearly everyone will vomit out yesterday's dinner the first time they see it in action.
"Everyone disperse! Let me deal with him!"
Naimen shouted the last command loudly, took two steps back, and used the rifle in his hand to defend against the orange sword light. The opponent's offensive and skills were so clever that he could only use the length of his rifle to distance himself and keep himself safe.
Feeling that he had been tricked again, Kewei Hugh Eagle Wing angrily launched an attack. The "Mercy" in his hand slashed vertically and horizontally, forming a web of light.
Even if the captain in front of him was cut into hundreds of pieces, his anger would not be reduced. The Knights of Judgment, led by the dignified Minister of Military Affairs, actually flinched in front of the bayonet! What would the emperor and military ministers think of him later? How many unfavorable rumors about him will be passed among the princes of the empire in the future?
The emperor and Duke Feigota who were far behind did not know what the young foreign minister was thinking.
For these two people, the problem now is far more serious than this: the other party can actually surround half of the knights! This was definitely not part of the plan.
"Sir Feigota. Do you want to join the reserve team?"
"Your Majesty, this is not a chance. The opponent still retains attack magic and has not even used fireballs. It is too dangerous. Only after the cavalry troops destroy the opponent's line, can the mages and priests who are following behind safely pass through the center. Square. Protective magic cannot withstand bullets. It will be even worse if we encounter anti-magic bullets.Weak. "
The old Duke turned his attention to the court mages and priests, who all nodded in agreement. The emperor frowned and made a counterargument.
"The 'Excellence Chapter' first used himself as a bait to guide the direction of our cavalry's assault, and then surrounded our main cavalry with reserves. In order to rescue the cavalry, he is now enduring the volley fire of two or three companies across the square. It should be worth it."
The old Duke picked up the telescope and looked at the battle situation. He is old and can no longer see the battle situation in the distance with his naked eyes like young people. Although the Earl of Eagle Wings and two or three medical knights had rushed to the side of the "Excellence Chapter", the formation of the Free Army still maintained order.
"No, no, it is too risky to join the magicians now. Soldiers of the Guards, Third Army, and Fourth Army! Follow me! Royal Guards, you must stop His Majesty. He cannot be allowed to do so without my order. Attack! The opponent has not used any advanced magic, and the remaining magic is probably prepared for His Majesty!"
When the Minister of Military Affairs was young, he was known as the strongest knight in the empire and was very popular in the army. Following his order, more than a hundred elite soldiers followed the old Duke without hesitation and charged, risking bullets.
The Free Army only has half as many musketeers as before. Two or three bullets hit Loren von Fegota's armor, leaving only inconspicuous dents and not even slowing him down.
During the charge, Duke Feigota kept his eyes on the enemy commander's position. Too slow, he said in his mind, too slow. "Kindness" should be a weapon that can instantly determine the outcome, whether it is victory or defeat.
At this moment, the orange light and purple light separated.
The center of the Free Army array was silent and empty. Only the owners of the two groups of light stood facing each other.
This is in sharp contrast to the fierce fighting between the two companies next to it, and it is in even sharper contrast to the poking and poking of the infantry and cavalry at each other in the reserve position.
Kewei Xiu Yingyi took three steps back, put his sword back into its scabbard, and raised his head proudly. Within a five-meter radius around him, no one was still standing, only corpses and people who were about to become corpses.
Except for the "Excellence Chapter" on the opposite side, everyone has fallen to the ground.
Everyone died suddenly from the blood spurting during the battle, and they didn't even have time to see the orange light shine. Several officers, including Second Lieutenant Garnier, escaped early and managed to escape with their lives.
"That's enough, your gun can be broken."
With his words, the bayonet rifle in Nemen Solayton's hand broke into seven pieces and fell to the ground feebly. The cuts between each section are exceptionally neat.
"You are already a dead man. Touch your neck, respectable enemy. Use your left hand, because your right hand is also broken."
Hearing these words, the expression on Naimen＊s face froze, and the right hand holding the rifle butt also froze.
He slowly raised his left hand and touched his neck. The fingers were wet and there were two horizontal streaks of blood on the neck.
He raised his gaze and looked at the steps of the library in the distance.
Naimen Thoredon said towards the direction of the steps: "I heard that 'merciful' masters will leave time for the deceased to say their last words. This is the price they pay for being able to drive this sword."
The count snorted coldly: "That's what happened. If you want to say it, then say it quickly."
"Unfortunately, there is no one around me who can hear my last words." He looked at the steps again. The feeling was very obvious, and he was sure that a girl was staring at him. "Can I hand over the relics?"
"Then you'd better mention a few more names." Earl Eagle Wing vented his superiority, trying to wash away the previous frustration, "A lot of you will die tonight."
"I would like to ask you to hand over my pistol and last words to Princess Feigota."
Naimen struggled to reach for the holster on his right waist with his left hand. Since he couldn't move his neck or right arm, his movements were particularly difficult. He glanced at the steps opposite again.
She was there watching his every move. He saw her raise her hand to wipe her eyes.
"Did you cry for me, Denika?"
Count Eagle Wing nodded: "I understand. It's a wise choice. The traitorous girl from the Von Fegota family probably won't die tonight. Is there anything else you want to say?"
It seems that this man is no longer too lazy to hide in front of me. That's fine, Naimen thought, so that Denika would know his attitude. She will know who her friends are and who her enemies are.
He tried a few more times, but couldn't take out the gun, so he raised his left hand again.Put it next to your neck.
"Forget it, you can pull it out when the time comes. It's not easy to pull out, so you may not be able to pull it out."
The count turned his head, looked back, and suddenly stopped him: "Wait a moment, Commander of the Confederate Army. As long as you don't push your damn head, you won't die."
Naimen lowered his gaze. He knew who it was that had arrived.
"Your Excellency, Minister of Military Affairs, thank you for your reinforcement. However, I have already solved this problem."
Loren von Fegota glanced at Naimen coldly: "You have already cut it off? Then why are you still spending time here?"
"He said some very interesting things. The commander said that he wanted to leave his pistol to your young lady." Earl Eagle Wing bowed slightly and put forward his own terms of the deal, "Don't you think this is very Is it interesting, Your Excellency?"
"Boring." The old Duke stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Naimen's head, "We don't have time now"
With a "swish" sound, Eagle Wings took out half of his "mercy". From the position of Gustav and Denica, his half-drawn sword could not be seen, only the old Duke Loren could see it.
The old Duke stopped abruptly: "What do you want to do, Mr. Eagle Wings?"
"It's nothing. It's just that he still has last words that he wants to pass on to that lady. I think you should listen to them." The young foreign minister sneered, "Maybe your Majesty will also want to hear them."
After saying that, his eyes focused on Naimen again. Naimen gently touched the blood stain on his neck with his left hand, looked at it again, and spoke.
※My last words are〞〞§
Earl Eagle Wing suddenly felt that something was wrong. At some point, the captain's broken right hand rested on his pistol. The Count remembered that when he had used his left hand to reach for the gun, that hand was not there.
Naimen continued to speak, but the content of his "last words" seemed a little wrong.
"I guessed it right. 'Mercy' is not a particularly sharp sword itself; it just has the magic of 'appearing to be particularly sharp' on it."
Naimen nodded deliberately and said, "Well, my compound defense magic is all effective on it, I'm relieved. This is really a good magic, it meets my greatest expectations and some excessive willfulness."
thank you teacher. The Excellence Medal plus the Iron Emblem, spell invalidation barrier, triggered dispersion plus multiple physical defenses. This is indeed a near-perfect absolute compound defense magic, even "mercy" can only leave blood stains in front of it. Theoretically, during its effective time, absolutely no attack can pass through it.
"If I still have a chance to submit a magic paper to the association, I can name it 'Zart Folan's Temporary Invincibility Technique'."
Naimen＊s right hand pulled out the gun with smooth movements, his thumb and index finger performing a skillful dance between the trigger and hammer. He had practiced this move tens of thousands of times.
Since he has a spell-invalidating barrier and triggered dispersal magic, he can no longer use the trick of firing six paper-wrapped bullets at once. He can only use skilled operations to shoot one round at a time. As long as this compound defensive magic is in effect, he can't use any magic - this is one of the reasons why he pretended to be dead to delay time.
Fortunately, his shooting skills are not bad either. As a low-end mage who often runs out of magic power, and even if he doesn't run out of magic power, it is useless, Naimen often hone his shooting skills.
Six bullets were fired one by one in a very short period of time, flying towards the unsuspecting Foreign Minister.
"You are stalling for time!"
Listening to the hysterical roar of Earl Eagle Wing, Naimen smiled.
"You lied to me, Naimen Thoredon! You lied to me!"
※So this count still remembers his name?
But his smile froze immediately.
"Ding", "ding-ding", "ding-ding", "ding".
Because the bullets in that magazine, all six bullets fired at the same time, were intercepted by the "mercy" in the hands of Lord Eagle Wings!
Only four swords were used. What amazing technology and speed.
The Count was indeed unwary - but his skill with the sword made up for it.
"You will pay the price for this, 'Excellence Chapter', you will pay the price for this!"
The orange light struck at Naimen's body like crazy.
But Naimen is confident. His magic continues, and no attack can break through his solid defense. There are as many as five types of defensive magic on the Excellence Chapter, and more than one of each type is stored. Even if this battle lasts for a quarter of an hour or even half a dayAt that time, he might not die here.
Just when he was thinking this, a loud command came from the burning steps of the library.
"Secretary Feigota, Minister Eagle Wing! Don't worry about that 'Excellence Chapter', disperse his troops! The rest of the people, come with me, all attack! This is me, the emperor of all Komen, Gusta Husband Hugh Coleman＊s orders!§
The emperor is finally coming. The emperor with the invincible blood formed by the high-level magicians and priests of the past generations.
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