Chapter 150 A poignant war song
The many Raging Bear Knights suddenly felt reassured when they looked at the powerful but panting Marquis Carmon. He couldn't help shouting: "He is old and is no longer the fire lion of the past! And he is only one person. If we go together, we will definitely be able to cut off his head! Such an honor is what we knights pursue, isn't it? ?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Marquis Camon showed a hint of anger on his face. But he was really tired at the moment. However, due to the appearance of Marquis Camon, the clone who got a chance to rest suddenly raised his hook and sickle gun, jumped down and swiped it violently! The two knights at the head were immediately cut in half, with their internal organs and blood splattered all over the floor! "Don't forget about me. You unchivalrous trash."
The clone landed on the ground, holding a hook and sickle gun in one hand, staring at these angry bear knights who were suddenly alert with war intent. But the Marquis of Carmon behind him glanced at the clone in surprise, then at the broken body of the Raging Bear Knight on the ground, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Alfred, my baron. I didn't expect you to still be there." A magic swordsman... very good, very good!" Marquis Camon took a few steps forward and stood side by side with the clone. Staring at the angry bear knights who retreated again, he asked the clone: "With your skills and your age, it's not worth it to stay in the team of that woman Olina. Come to my Flame Lion Knights. .I will make you a viscount."
Unexpectedly, the clone just smiled and said: "Although your price makes me tempted, my knight's virtue is the sustenance of my survival." "Huh, are you loyal? Forget it, let's talk about this later. "After saying that, Marquis Camon raised his sword in both hands and stared at the more than forty angry bear knights in front of him. The clone also raised the hook and sickle gun at the same time, nodded and said: "It is my greatest honor to fight side by side with you. Lord Marquis."
"Dear Baron, wait until these damn guys are actually lying on the ground before you say these words." Marquis Camon and Alfred looked at each other and smiled, then suddenly stopped their feet at the same time, and rushed into the Raging Bear Knight with a whoosh. In the middle, a golden and two silver rays of light immediately blew up a whirlwind of death in the crowd!
Not long after, the ground was already covered with corpses. The clone casually left the mutilated hook and sickle gun on the ground, and looked up at the battlefield filled with smoke and arrows flying back and forth. He said to the panting Marquis de Camon beside him: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to fight with you. I want to go back to take care of my comrades." Marquis Camon nodded without saying anything, and also put the hand in his hand. Throwing away the two swords, he bent down and built two short axes, patted the clone's shoulder lightly, and quickly rushed towards the city wall where the shouts of killing came from the other side. And the clone just laughed it off. He picked up the hammer and rushed to the other side.
As night fell and the red moon hung high, everyone, including the Grand Duke, underestimated Philip's determination this time! At this moment, the battlefield did not calm down as before, but became more and more intense! Flaming arrows streaked back and forth across the walls, claiming the lives of the hapless ones. Huge boulders covered in flames were thrown up from the plain in the distance, over the city wall, and hit the street hard, causing a house to burst into flames. The innocent people involved could only weakly fight the flames on their bodies, and then their bodies were scorched and turned into ashes in front of this destructive power.
The soldiers on both sides of the city wall paid no attention to the disgusting rancid smell and the smell of blood in the air. Maybe it's habit, maybe it's numbness. After fighting for a whole day, they dragged their exhausted bodies and used their last strength to kill the enemy on the opposite side. Then, as if they were relieved, they were cut in half by another enemy. Olina, who was wearing the armor of an Aries knight, was no longer as heroic as she had been during the day, and most of her armor was broken. She was leaning against the wall weakly, watching her subordinates desperately protect themselves to gain a chance to breathe.
At this moment, the originally bright silver armor had already been dyed blood red, just like the clone that was struggling to fight the injured blood sheep was also at the end of its fight. As night falls, his invincible power during the day is now limited to five hundred elements. Not only the chest, but also many wounds were added to the back and arms. Suddenly, the clone became enlightened. Who knows, tonight, this clone that took a lot of effort to create will die here.
Outside the city wall, there was a mess. Various broken towers and corpses painted a strange picture. It did not decrease, but instead more and more enemy troops rolled onto the city wall to fight like an endless tide. The Aries Knights have already suffered heavy casualties. Of the original eight hundred knights, there were now less than a hundred left. It is conceivable that even if this war is won, the Principality of Kasmi will be severely damaged and will be spied on by other kingdoms. Just as despair enveloped the remaining knights of the Aries Knights, they looked at the number of enemies in front of them that remained undiminished. Carmon led a hundred or so flaming lion knights and rushed over. Together with their clones, they destroyed this wave of enemy troops.
When Olina saw the reinforcements, she immediately stood up with the help of the knight. She looked very sad when she saw the embarrassment of Marquis Carmon, and her tone became a little relieved: "Thank you... Your arrival saved the life that was about to be destroyed. Knights of the Knights. I will remember your kindness." Marquis Camon waved his hand gently, and a large amount of blood was thrown out like water stains. He obviously didn't look good either. Looking at the many exhausted Aries knights, Marquis Carmon delivered desperate news: "Something happened at the north gate. The enemy's heavy siege vehicles have arrived at the city gate."
"What! Where are the catapults and bed crossbows? How could you let those slow things come closer!" Olina, whose expression changed, immediately asked, but was met with a very serious expression from Marquis Carmon: "Philip's giant catapult is not a decoration. . Now that the bombing has been going on all day, not only has the city been reduced to ruins, but even the catapults and crossbow troops have all been martyred. Now the Grand Duke has led the King’s Knights to the north gate to defend it. Let’s go to support quickly.”
As soon as the words fell, an atmosphere of heroic death suddenly spread among the knights. Less than a thousand knights on foot to fight against tens of thousands of enemy troops swarming at the city gate? Looking for death, this is looking for death! However, despite such an order to seek death, the knights did not say a word. Instead, a feeling of enlightenment spread. As a knight, he can fight side by side with the Grand Duke in times of crisis, fighting for the glory and reputation of the country. Fight for their loyalty and courage! Not only is this not despair, it is a luxurious dream!
"Okay! My knights, it's time to prove your glory!" "Ouch!" the Aries knights roared, and everyone was extremely excited. Olina and Carmon exchanged glances, both seeing the meaning of farewell. But without saying a word, he led the high-spirited knights down the city wall and rushed towards the north gate quickly! Among them, only the clone looked calm. Knight glory? Loyalty and courage? To the clone, or to Paladin, these things are not only illusory, but also childish.
So, when more than two hundred embarrassed foot knights rushed to the north gate, they only saw the road paved with corpses all around, and more than fifty kings' foot knights standing in front of the door, waiting in formation, and the silent Looking at the Grand Duke who closed the city gate tightly. "The Grand Duke!" Marquis Camon shouted softly. The Grand Duke turned around as if he had been awakened. He looked at the more than two hundred knights brought by Camon and Olina, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were faintly visible. But he saw an excited look on his face, raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "My knights, the great guardians of the principality!"
As soon as the words fell, the last members of the three major knights of the principality all gathered here. There was a moment of silence as they raised their shields and swords and pressed them tightly together. "We have been cornered. Behind this door is the demon that invaded our homeland, the damn beast of Malta!" As soon as the voice fell, the closed city gate immediately trembled with a bang, and the dust on it was shaken. fall off. But the Grand Duke didn't feel any strange at all. He quietly took a look at all the dead soldiers and the road paved with corpses. Listening to the faint shouts of killing coming from outside the city wall. But he continued to shout with high spirits: "Today, I am honored to fight side by side with you, holding our sword, let these guys taste the claws of Kasmi's eagle! Let them recall thirty years In front of me, the shouts of killing that shook the world, and the majestic sound of horse hooves!"
"Boom!" The city gate roared, opening a small hole in the middle. The slightly exposed huge sheep's head mallet slowly retracted, revealing the hooks, sickles, long swords, maces and hatchets standing outside. and the flickering light of countless torches. "Knights, are you ready?" the Grand Duke turned to look at the knights behind him and said this. The latter immediately raised his sword and roared to the sky: "For glory!"
boom! The door exploded under the violent impact of the sheep's head hammer. The waiting coalition forces wearing black armor and basketball jerseys immediately saw the foot knight in front of them. Without saying a word, they all roared, waving maces and hatchets and rushing forward like a tide! "Come on! Hope is with us!" the Archduke roared, and behind him, the Marquis of Camon and Olina, as well as more than two hundred knights on foot, roared loudly, raised their cross swords in front of them, and marched forward with indomitable power. Rushed towards the enemy!