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    However, the muffled sound brought about a reality that was completely inconsistent with the expectation.  ¡Ê¡â

    It was not the sound of metal piercing the body and tearing the skin, nor the sound of arrows hitting the metal of the armor, but the sound of wood and stone colliding with the arrows - the rain of arrows flickered in the firelight, and in an instant it was already on both sides.  The trees on the ground on the side disappear, occasionally bringing about these frictions that penetrate the wood.

    And those figures are still rumbling forward.

    "It's an illusion!"

    The commander¡¯s shout stopped the arrow rain, but it was too late to tell Almost all the ambush positions were exposed in this instant attack!  A few slender red lights cut through the darkness, and the terrifying hot wind exploded to the entire jungle in an instant!

    The red light of the flame once again tore through the darkness, but this time it was no longer a fleeting explosion. The power of magic coiled around all combustible materials, and the turf on the ground suddenly became scorched, and then emerged.  Thick smoke billows, and dots of light shine on the old branches of the trees, but the ones that are most likely to burn are undoubtedly the linen and cotton hidden behind them.  A crossbowman who had the misfortune to stand near the impact point of the fireball instantly turned into a human-shaped fireball. He ran away, his terrifying hoarse howl like a sword blade piercing the heart of every listener, and it was still full of rust.  of.

    The impact of the 'knights' hooves rolled through the streets of the town, but at the next corner, a light blue light and shadow suddenly erupted. The originally clear bodies twisted and transformed, and finally disappeared into the air, revealing the team behind them.  The figures were loose and moving forward slowly.

    The defending mage has arrived.

    Several knights looked at each other and raised their hands without hesitation.  Several valuable scrolls began to burn in their hands, and the magical words rose and transformed.  Four new fire heads were lit in a clearing ahead, and their makers had dispersed.  They each rushed into the path in one direction, and then each flew off the horse and hid in the darkness.

    No matter how many scrolls they have, knights cannot compete head-on with real mages. They have been taught this way for a long time, and the only thing that can give them some chance is street fighting - for this reason, they are now wearing a layer of dark blue and black.  The burqa completely covered the metal reflection of the armor.

    Horses cannot protect you at this time.  On the contrary, it will make your target too big. You must never have the idea of ????charging towards the enemy. You must carefully hide in the dark and use fireballs to attack every group of enemies gathered. Remember your mission is to do your best.  To kill your opponent if possible, don't waste any of your energy, just throw the fireball into the center of the opponent

    A knight leaned on the edge of the house, breathing as calmly as possible It was not because of fatigue.  But because of excitement.

    You can kill someone with just a wave of your hand, and the only thing you have to endure is the numb pain that begins to blur in your head.

    Is this how a mage feels?

    He held a scroll tightly in his hand and opened the buckle on it.  The fingers are also trembling slightly.  The uncontrollable excitement was still invading, mixed with the numbness, and he silently repeated the rules he needed.  At the same time, remind yourself that you still have three chances, and the goal is to cause as much confusion as possible to your opponent.  Kill the enemy.

    Judging from the ambushing crossbowmen and the mages who appeared immediately.  There is no doubt that this is their target, so all they need to do next is to act in accordance with the orders conveyed by the Lord Knight. This is to safeguard the glory of His Majesty the Emperor and save His Majesty's bloodline

    Although he learned the news only two hourglasses ago, and the knight commander did not explain it in detail, the young knight was immediately surrounded by a fierce wave of glory - saving the royal family, isn't that the right thing to do?  What is the greatest honor a Golden Flower Knight can receive?  That was something he had never thought about in his more than 20 years of life. No, it was actually a dream that had always been in his heart

    ¡°I am about to realize the biggest dream of a Jinjinhua knight, to be able to serve the royal family That is an opportunity that a provincial knight like myself cannot wait for in a lifetime.

    Okay, then, let¡¯s punish those damn enemies, those enemies who dare to hold the royal bloodline hostage, the shameful traitors, the accomplices of that traitor Let¡¯s all wail in the flames of magic!  Use your deaths to pave a brilliant road for our glory

    He stretched out his hand and pulled open the scroll. He stared at the group of soldiers who had gathered at the end of the street. But when he opened his mouth to recite the guidance spell, he suddenly found that he was speechless, and for a moment  A cold liquid was slowly flowing down from his neck, and numb tingling was mixed with it - he reached out his hand reflexively.After wiping it on, under the dim moonlight, I could only see the black liquid on the gloves, but the fishy smell that hit my nose was still a bit familiar.

    That was blood, his own blood.

    This reaction shocked him, but it was too late The young knight fell down with black eyes, twitching in a strange posture, his facial features were twisted to the point of breaking, falling off his face, but  But he couldn't make any sound, he could only widen his eyes in vain, looking at the pair of feet stepping across the darkness in front of him.

    The pair of feet immediately disappeared and reappeared, already dozens of feet away. With a soft sneer, another knight also fell down, with exactly the same wound on his neck that spurted blood, all of which were cut with just one knife.  The vocal cords and aorta were cut together, without even a trace of excess muscle or skin being harmed, just like the most experienced baker cutting bread.

    The last consciousness was so blurred, and only the color of blood under the moonlight was left, slowly filling the glorious road in my mind

    The flames are rising.

    The defenders moved extremely quickly. The tower shields spread out from several houses like black walls, building layers of protection on the inner circle of the town. The shadows wandering on both sides of the streets occupied every house.  In the corner, the roofs began to be filled with soldiers holding crossbows and longbows!

    The most important thing is that behind them, there are those figures in robes.  Their eyes flashed with light purple luster, and they scanned every dark corner vigilantly.  And with every order they gave, a swarm of arrows like locusts would fly out.  A figure of a knight was pulled out from a certain position, and the burning scrolls in their hands were shattered into pieces amidst their low chants. The reverse surge of magic energy completely smoothed the newly fluctuating magic network.  .  Turning their last desperate counterattack into an illusory bubble.

    This is no longer a battleor rather, it has never been a battle.

    Those knights who firmly believe that they are fighting for their king are just prey, and the trap itself is the soldiers who are sniping at them The hunters are behind the trap, watching these most powerful creatures according to their plan.  The struggles of higher-level prey.

    However.  The so-called plans are often broken by changes.

    A rumbling roar echoed through the streets. The roar was so heavy it even caused wisps of dust to be ejected from the gaps between the flat stone slabs, rising into a layer of light mist. In this mist, layers of  The layers of people and horses spread out as if expanding, filling all the space in the streets and alleys in an instant!

    The lance has been leveled and the horse's hooves are prancing.  What they are about to break through is a line of defense composed of thick black tower shields. The soldiers behind the tower shields are fully armed, and their thick shells make them look like pillars made of steel.  A twenty-foot spear protruded from the gap in the tower shield.  The front and back three layers formed a steel jungle.

    After the shield formation, the soldier in charge was sneering¡ª¡ª

    Although we don¡¯t know where this enemy passed through the outer blockade.  But his use of illusions was a bit too stupid. This was not the outskirts of a small town shrouded in darkness.  The luster of magic and torches had already illuminated everything within a hundred feet radius, so the formation process of this illusion was clearly reflected in everyone's eyes.  Unless it is an unintelligent creature, how could it be deceived by such a simple trick?

    Want to cause chaos?  Heavily armed heavy infantry and pure steel shields, even if they cannot get timely reinforcements from mages, cannot be broken by illusions or even fireballs inspired by scrolls alone!

    There are spears like a forest, but illusions don¡¯t know how to be timid. In just an instant, the first rider has already hit the sharp spear point!  So the light and shadow were distorted and turned into a shadow in an instant!

    However, at that moment, the huge force pushed the spear away and hit the tower shield. In the thunderous bass, two or three warriors holding the tower shield rolled directly out and were knocked back more than ten feet!

    Everybody¡¯s

    It was indeed an illusion However, behind the illusion, there was something different from what was imagined. It was a figure that was taller and stronger than any heavy infantryman. He was wearing thicker armor, and the curved armor pages were almost as large as a book.  So thick!  And when the illusion faded, the luster of the buffing spell on him shone like a bright light!  Swinging a big ax in his hand, more than ten spears made of hardwood broke with a crisp sound!

    be cheated!

    This thought came to every defender's mind Although not everyone inferred that the attackers used illusions to cover up the luster of the teleportation and rushed in front of them, but at this moment, the shield formation has been breached!

      The guards were well-trained, and several heavy infantrymen immediately turned around, wanting to come over and block the gap.  But the knight holding the heavy ax let out a low, sinister laugh and shouted "Glory to the King!"

    With the shout, he suddenly accelerated!  The heavily armored body suddenly rushed forward like a stone bullet, and the heavy ax in his hand swayed a bright red line of blood in the air. The fully armed soldiers blocking him were even separated by his axe, including their shields!

    The soldier's half-body was fluttering wildly in the air, spinning around and falling towards the crowd.  It hit another warrior squarely, but the remaining half of his legs and feet were still running on the ground for two steps before he fell on his back, and half of his intestines flowed out with a loud sound. The pungent smell actually made several people try to rush forward.  The soldiers stopped!

    At this time, the long sword, warhammer and shield had each joined the ranks of penetration, piercing the gap in the armor and reaching the throat; drawing a semicircular arc of light in the air, denting the helmet; carrying the weight of the entire body, it was knocked away.  The opponent the originally narrow gap further expanded, allowing the two mages in robes to pass through first Then, a series of purple light balls penetrated the armor with indestructible power, spewing out more blood!

    A seemingly complete defense.  It was broken like this.

    Mortals are often frightened by the power of powerful magic, and they will panic when meteors fall.  Being frightened in the face of the fog of death, retreating in the face of lightning However, in fact, in the eyes of a true military commander.  What can change the situation on the battlefield are often not those spells with great effects and high cost, but a large number of practical tricks.

    The brute force of the bull, which can greatly increase the warrior's strength, the grace of the cat, which makes the reaction faster, as well as the protection from arrows, and the magic missile that can hit the enemy instantly, are the best spells that can enhance the combat effectiveness, and the acceleration spell  The explosive power it brings is enough for most strong people to cross a distance of nearly a hundred feet in an instant.

    Spells are powers.  It is meaningless to be too big and inappropriate. Reasonable application is the essence of it. But even among mages, not everyone can understand and implement this concept.

    The infantry in heavy armor are almost as miserable as the turtles when facing the accelerating enemy. As long as they master the skills, a capable knight can wipe them out one by one, but most of the defenders are lucky to survive.  , because their opponents didn't bother them at all - only the small building behind them.  That's their real goal.

    All attacks are for this purpose.

    The small building originally seemed to be a temple, and behind the gate was an empty hall.  The seats and altar originally used for worship have been put away, and the moonlight shines through the narrow window lattice on the wall.  The emptiness was coated with lines of indifferent silver frost.  Like a sharp blade cutting through the darkness, the sharp murderous aura even made the intruder stop for a moment.

    But actually.  The source of that murderous intention is one person.

    He was in the center of this empty space, standing quietly in the silvery white of the moonlight.  The sheen outlined his tall, thin body, that indifferent sheen.  Like a sharp blade.

    "I'm surprised. But I'm also very touched." When the chaotic footsteps stopped for a moment, he slowly said: "Your efforts are beyond my expectation Even if you lose enough manpower, you lose  Enough information, the guarantee of victory has been lost, but you still implemented your resolution, even if what you did was foolish, such courage and such efforts are admirable to me."

    The moonlight illuminated his face. The well-maintained face was pale and seemed transparent in the light, full of weirdness.

    ¡°But, that¡¯s it.¡±

    The strong voice echoed in the empty space, bringing out a buzzing reverberation, causing the seven intruders to focus their eyes on him - not on his well-maintained face, but on his waist.  By the side, there is a slightly old belt tied there. The three-finger-wide leather is a little old, but soft and properly tied with a sword.

    The scabbard is also made of leather, but it shines slightly in the moonlight, like flowing water. However, compared with the length of an arm and a half, its width is only more than two fingers.

    A thin sword.

    Compared with broad swords, long swords and other battle weapons, rapiers are often called "symbolic" weapons. Only nobles who are not good at martial arts and some rogues are particularly fond of them. The reason is that the two  The similar sword-holding environment between them - facing those enemies without armor protection, this slender and stabbing weapon can exert sufficient damage. Otherwise, apart from making the sword-wielder taller, it has no combat effectiveness.  The actual combat significance in the formation.

    Of the seven people who entered the hall, five were wearing heavy armor, and two mages wearing robes had magical powers.? protection.

    However, when they looked at the sword, there was still no trace of contempt in their eyes. They had a very clear understanding in their hearts that the sword in front of them was different.

    Because this sword is called the Heart of Pain, and it is a sharp blade that has tasted the blood of thousands of people, and most of these people died on the battlefield. The name of the battlefield is called the Central Mountains The beast that does not give birth  People may not be able to make fine and thick armor, but their naturally thick and flexible fur, entangled with pine oil and mud, is in no way inferior to any armor in terms of defense.

    This sword got such a name precisely because it could easily pierce the fur and shatter every tenaciously beating heart nearly a thousand times.

    An extraordinary weapon, and the person who matches this weapon is naturally an extraordinary person.

    "Sir Saraci, I really hope I don't meet you here."

    The old knight among the seven sighed softly and said so.

    Even though they already had the answer in their hearts, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath when they heard that name - it was one of the few remaining sword masters in the empire, and he was the most famous among them.  of one.  Because he is only thirty-six years old, but he has been a sword master for nineteen years.

    "I don't want it either, Lord Raymond It's painful to see a steadfast and loyal knight like you go astray." The sword master replied, and he walked slowly: "So, I came here specially  Here, I want to give you a chance, if you can give up those things immediately"

    "Please forgive me for my incompetence, Lord Salazi." The old knight interrupted the other party's words coldly, and then drew out his sword with a clang: "Unless we can welcome back your majesty's child, we will never do it."  I will compromise with anyone!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better novels and faster updates!
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