Chapter 152: The Lion's Sleep and the Nightingale's First Song

Chapter 152: The Lion's Sleep and the Nightingale's First Song

At this moment, Lex and Philip were wearing fine clothes, sitting on a luxurious throne on a hillside, eating fresh grapes and sweet wine. Looking at the Green Fortress bathed in the flames of war in the distance. Suddenly, the endless armies and arrays under his eyes underwent some changes. Many lords and their knights left the array one after another and ran towards the east. Although the number of knights is small, they are very obvious in the neatly arranged phalanx. Phillip, who was still in a daze, suddenly widened his eyes and slammed the wine glass in his hand! Suddenly stood up! "Oh, dear Philip, my friend. What's wrong with you? Is it because you can't accept the upcoming victory?" Upon seeing Philip's movements, Lex, who was sitting next to him, immediately chuckled and shook his hand. The wine glass was filled with a joyful smile. But in exchange, it was Philip's very solemn voice: "What's going on! How could these guys leave the battlefield without my order? Adjutant! Go and see what's going on! I need a reasonable explanation." Luo, Lex beside him also realized something was wrong. He immediately stood up and looked at the battlefield. When the adjutant was about to go down, an angry bear knight suddenly ran up with a deathly pale face. He wore a helmet in an extremely unruly manner and knelt down on one knee eagerly and said: 'Your Majesty the King! Oh no. The Nubian cavalry did not know when they came. They are now rushing directly towards our siege army in the west! "

"What!" Philip shouted in disbelief. But there was no joy in Lex's eyes at this moment. Looking at the smoke and dust flying on the distant horizon. He really couldn't laugh. "Quickly, gather the troops quickly! Resist Nubia's charge!" Philip's face turned red and he shouted. But a distant horn sound came from the horizon, which made Philip tremble all over, and the steps he was about to take stopped. His face suddenly changed from red to snow-white. The beard on his chin trembled, and he slowly turned his head and looked at the cavalry on the horizon. The unwillingness in his eyes was visible to everyone.

"Kill! Don't let the enemy step into the fortress!" The Grand Duke Victoria, who was covered in blood, was swinging his shield with his backhand to knock down an angry bear knight who was rushing over. The sharp sword in his hand quickly pierced his throat, and he turned his head eagerly. yelled. But what was helpless was that they, who originally had less than three hundred knights on foot, were constantly attacked by the enemy troops emerging from the city gate, fell down, and were attacked again. In the end there were less than a hundred people left. Moreover, everyone struggled to support themselves in the face of five to six enemies. The tragic situation of annihilation of the entire army is inevitable. "Defend our homeland, knights and servants!" But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded in the street behind him. The Marquis of Carmon and others immediately looked back, only to see the armor-clad Torch Count Buonares waving the mace in his hand, with a large group of knight attendants and trainee knights from various knight orders behind him. , roaring into the streets like a motley army, charging over!

"Brother, why are you here? You are seeking death! The principality cannot live without the Grand Duke!" As soon as he saw his cousin, he came with a large team of people to support him. The extremely corrupt Archduke immediately slashed the enemy's head in front of him with his sword and roared without thinking. Grand Duke Victoria had no heirs, only one eldest daughter. Women cannot inherit titles. Besides his children, the closest blood relation to him is his cousin, the Torch of Bunales. But in the face of such criticism that is almost a promise. Earl Torch didn't take it seriously at all. He rushed into the crowd with a large group of 500 foot trainee knights in chain mail, knocked away a spearman, and without looking back, he took up his stance to face the enemy and shouted: "I will not back down. In the castle, and then ascended the throne of the Grand Duke after my brother’s death! This is a complete contempt for me!”

Having said that, he rushed into the enemy crowd and started fighting the enemy bravely. Suddenly at this moment, two silver snake arcs of light flashed through the enemy group on one side. Five militiamen wearing cotton armor and holding steel forks were cut in half! Regardless of the blood, the Marquis of Camon, who was wet from the shower, endured the dull pain in his shoulders and thighs, as well as the blood that kept flowing from the gaps in his armor. That old-fashioned face is now very majestic and heroic! "Damn fat man! Get out of my way. Your huge body is touching my position!" "Na Jones, you stupid idiot! Just like forty years ago, you still dare to call me a fat man! I am now Your Grand Duke! You want to tell me to retreat? Are you insulting my family and the friendship between you and me!" "Tsk. It's too late for Founder..." Marquis Camon suddenly sighed, waved his hands again, and seven people around him The eight spear sergeants were instantly torn to pieces. And he stood there, panting slightly. The blood flowing from his forehead entered his eyes. But he didn't wipe it. He just stood there quietly and stared at the enemies who were too afraid to step forward. "Camon! What's wrong with you!" The Grand Duke rushed over with several knights. Just as he approached Camon, the latter fell limp and fell into the Grand Duke's arms! The shocked Archduke saw the hatchet that had been inserted into Carmon's back at some point. Looking at the furious Carmon, he yelled: "Wood! Don't die here! My descendants still need your protection!" "I... I really can't survive this time... . Haha." "Pa!" With tears in his eyes, the Grand Duke slapped Carmon on the face with his backhand! But what was desperate was that Carmon was indifferent. He stretched out his hand slightly and grabbed the Grand Duke's wrist. The gradually dimming light in his eyes was as charming and dazzling as a beacon in the night: "For the sake of love, don't let me." My son joins the army... Let him spend the rest of his life peacefully..."

"Camon! Camon! Wake up, the war is not over yet, wake up!" The Grand Duke kept slapping Camon's face, but there was only Camon's eyes that had lost their luster and had no focus, and his eyes that were gradually getting dull. cold**. "Na Jones...are you really dead?" The Grand Duke suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at the pitiful lion in his arms that fell to the ground and expired like a javelin shot by a hunter. He just didn't speak in a daze. When the surrounding enemies saw that the terrifying nobleman was also dead, they all became bolder, raised their spears and swords, and circled around to approach the Grand Duke step by step. As long as they captured him alive, they would be able to do so. Get the huge reward of one hundred gold coins from King Philip!

"However, the distant sound of horns coming from outside the city shocked everyone present! The original back-and-forth death battle stopped in unison. Several enemies close to the city gate glanced outside. , suddenly jumped up in fright: “Nu. . Nubia. . Nubian cavalry! "As soon as the words fell, the faces of these angry bear knights suddenly flashed with deathly whiteness and fear. Unlike Malta, which has no border with the Principality of Kasmi. There is a province in the territory of the Kingdom of Nubia right next to Malta! Both sides Although there was a lack of materials there and few wars were fought. However, in the few wars, he was defeated by the massive Nubian light cavalry raids, which made Philip deeply understand that this was a friendly, but not a good thing. Although Philip conquered many tribes and small countries, facing this neighbor Nubia, he always had a policy of friendly exchanges and no deep friendship.

But now, this situation has been broken. The famously fast and powerful Nubian light cavalry, the Ameberonian Knights. When the flag with the nightingale totem was flying in the air. The victory of this war undoubtedly completely fell to the Principality of Kasmi! At this moment, holding the Nightingale flag of the Nubian Kingdom fluttering in the wind, he looked at the five thousand elite light knights behind him. General Mabru, the Nubian Earl with an old beard and green eyes, raised his head and looked at the panicked and nervous forces of Malta and Aixinzhe below, which were as messy as soup. The gentle yellow light gradually lit up on the opposite side of the sky, as if Enos was blessing them when they arrived at the battlefield!

"Knights! Look at these bears burrowing in the ground. Let them feel the pleasure of blood flowing, and feel the roar of our Nightingale Kingdom, the great Nubia, that shakes this plain!" "Ho ho ho ho ho!!"

Form, great reversal.