However, the dull sound of the aggravation brought about a reality that was completely inconsistent with the idea.∈♀
It was not the sound of metal piercing the ** and tearing the skin, nor the sound of arrows hitting the metal of armor, but the collision of wood and stones with arrows - the rain of arrows flashed in the fire, and in an instant it was already two.
The trees on the side ground disappeared, occasionally causing these frictions that penetrate the wood.
And those figures were still rumbling forward.
"It's an illusion!"
The commander's shouts ended the rain of arrows, but it was too late to distinguish... Almost all the ambushed positions were even more exposed in this moment of attack! Several slender red lights cut through the darkness, and the terrifying hot wind instantly
It has exploded into the entire jungle!
The red light of the flames once again teared through the darkness, but this time it was no longer a flash of explosion. The power of magic coiled all the burning materials, and the turf on the ground suddenly became dry and then emerged.
The rolling smoke and the lights were rising from the old branches of the trees, but the most likely thing to burn was undoubtedly the linen and cotton hidden behind it. A crossbowman who unfortunately stood near the landing point of the fireball had become an instant
He ran away from a human-shaped fireball, his terrifying hoarse howling like a blade piercing into the hearts of every listener, and it was covered with rust.
The impact of the 'knights' hooves rolled through the streets of the town, but at the next corner, a light blue light burst out suddenly. The body was originally twisted and transformed clearly, and finally disappeared into the air, revealing the team behind it.
Loose shape and slow rides.
The mage on the defensive side 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 ones were lit on the open space ahead.
The fire heads, and their makers have scattered. They rushed into a path in one direction, and then flew down from their horses and hid in the darkness.
Even if there are many scrolls, the Knights cannot compete with the real mage head-on. They have been taught this long ago, and the only thing that can give them some opportunities is street fighting - for this, they are now wearing a layer of dark blue and black
The burqa completely covers the metal reflection of the armor.
Horses cannot protect you at this time. Instead, they will make your target too large, and you must never have the idea of charging towards the enemy. You must be careful to hide in the dark and use fireballs to attack every gathering enemy.
, Remember your task is to kill your opponent as much as possible. Every point of your spirit cannot be wasted. You just need to throw the fireball into the center of the opponent...
A knight leaned on the edge of the house and calmed his breathing as much as possible... It was not because of fatigue, but because of excitement.
You can take human life by waving your hand, and the only thing you need to bear is the numbness and pain that begins to become vaguely confused in your mind.
Is this what the mage feels like?
He held a scroll in his hand tightly and pushed apart the buckle. His fingers were trembling gently. Uncontrollable excitement was still invading, mixed with the numbness, and he silently praised himself.
The rules required. At the same time, remind yourself that there are three more opportunities, and the goal is to cause chaos to your opponent as much as possible and kill the enemy.
Judging from the ambush crossbowmen and the mages who appeared immediately. This is undoubtedly their goal, so it is enough to follow the orders conveyed by the Knight Chief, which is to safeguard the glory of His Majesty the Emperor.
Rescue Your Majesty's blood...
Although I learned that this news was just a matter of two hourglass scales, and the Knight did not say it in detail, the young Knight was immediately surrounded by a fierce wave of glory - to rescue the royal family, isn't that right?
Can a Jin Jinhua Knight get the greatest glory? That is almost something he never thought about in his life for more than 20 years. No, it is actually a dream that has always been suppressed in his heart...
I am about to realize the greatest dream of a Jin Jinhua Knight, and be able to be loyal to the royal family... That is an opportunity that a knight like me from another province will never wait for in his lifetime.
OK, then, then, let's punish those damn enemies, these enemies who dare to hold the royal bloodline hostage, shameful traitors, and the traitors... all wail in this magical flame! With your death,
Paving a brilliant road for the glory we are waiting for...
He reached out and pulled the scroll open. He stared at the group of soldiers who had gathered at the end of the streets, but when he opened his mouth to recite the guiding spell, he suddenly realized that he could not speak, and
A cold liquid was slowly flowing down from his neck, and the numb tingling pain mixed in it - he reflexively reached out and wiped it. Under the dim moonlight, he only saw black liquid on his gloves.
Only the fishy smell that rushes on the nose is still a bit familiar.
That was blood, his own blood.
This reaction shocked him, but it was too late... The young knight fell head-on with black eyes, twitching in a strange posture, his facial features were twisted so much that it almost broke, falling off his face, but
But he couldn't make any sound, so he could only open his eyes in vain and look at his feet that were stepping across the darkness in front of him.
The feet disappeared and appeared, and had reached dozens of feet away. In a slight sound, another knight fell head-on, with a completely different wound on his neck, all of which were just right
Cut the vocal cords and the aorta together, without even a trace of excess muscle and skin, just like the bread cut by the most experienced baker.
The final consciousness was so blurred, leaving only the color of blood under the moonlight, slowly covering the glorious road in my mind...
The flames are rising.
The defenders were extremely quick to move, and the tower shield spread out from several houses like black walls, building layers of protection on the inner circle of the town, and the shadows wandering on both sides of the street occupied every house.
The corners and roofs were also covered with soldiers holding crossbows and longbows!
The most important thing is that behind them, the figures in robes, flashed with a light purple luster in their eyes, and they glanced vigilantly at every corner of darkness. And with every command from them, there would be a flying fly
The locust-like arrows flew out. A knight was pulled out from a certain position, and the scrolls ignited in their hands were scattered in the low spells, and the reverse surging magic energy was completely smoothed out.
The magic net that had just started to fluctuate, turned their final counterattack into an illusory bubble.
This is no longer a battle...or rather, it is never a battle.
The knights who firmly believe that they are fighting for their king are just prey, and the trap itself is the soldiers who are sniping them... The hunters are behind the trap, watching these most according to their plans.
The struggle of the advanced prey.
However, the so-called plans are often broken by changes.
A rumbling trembling rushing and echoing on the streets. The roar was so heavy... It even made wisps of dust spew out from the gaps of the paved stone slabs, turning into a faint mist, in which the mist,
The layers of people and horses dispersed as if they were expanding, and they instantly filled all the spaces in the streets and alleys!
The lances were already flat, and the horse's hooves were leaping. What they were about to break through was a line of defense composed of thick black tower shields. The soldiers behind the tower shield were fully armed, and the thick shell armor made them look like they were
Like a pillar made of steel, a twenty-foot spear stretched out from the gap on the tower shield. It was three layers of front and back, forming a steel jungle.
After the shield formation, the warrior in charge was sneering—
Although I don't know where this enemy passed through the outer blockade, his illusion was so stupid that it was not the outer edge of the town covered by darkness. Magic and torches.
The luster has already illuminated everything within a hundred feet, so the formation process of this illusion is clearly reflected in everyone's eyes. Unless it is a creature without wisdom, how could it be deceived by such a simple trick.
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Want to cause chaos? The heavily armed heavy infantry and pure steel shields cannot get timely reinforcements from the mages, they are not those illusions that can be broken by the scrolls only, or even fireball techniques!
The spear is like a forest, but the illusion does not know how to be timid. In an instant, the first rider had already hit the sharp gun tip! So the light and shadow twisted, and in an instant it turned into a phantom!
However, at that moment, the huge force had already pushed away the spear and hit the tower shield. In the thunderous bass, two or three warriors holding the tower shield actually rolled out directly and were knocked back more than ten feet away!
Everyone's
It was indeed an illusion... However, after the illusion, it contained an existence that was different from imagination. It was a figure that was so tall that it was more powerful than any heavy infantry, wearing thicker armor, and the curved nail pages had almost a book.
So thick! When the illusion subsided, the luster of the gain spell on his body shone like a bright light! A big axe in his hand swung, and the spear made of hardwood broke more than ten in the crisp sound!
Being fooled!
This idea emerged in every defender's mind... Although not everyone inferred that the attacker used illusion to cover up the luster of teleportation and thus advanced to them in one fell swoop, the shield formation had been broken at this moment!
The guards were well trained, and several heavy infantry immediately turned around, trying to come and block the gap. But the knight holding the heavy axe let out a low grin and shouted "The glory of the king!"
As he shouted, he suddenly accelerated! His body, full of heavy armor, rushed forward like a stone bullet, and the heavy axe in his hand sprinkled a bright red bloodline in the air. The fully armed soldiers blocked him were actually connected.
He separated the shield with an axe!
The soldier's half body was rushing and grabbing in the air, turning and falling towards the crowd. He hit the other soldier's body, but the remaining half of his legs were still running on the ground for two steps before he fell down on his back.
Half of the intestines flowed out in a blink of an eye, and the pungent smell actually made several soldiers who were trying to rush forward stop!
At this time, the long sword, warhammer and shield had each joined the ranks of invasion, piercing into the gaps of the armor and reaching the throat; drawing a semi-circular arc of light in the air and hitting the concave helmet; carrying the weight of the entire body, it ran away
The opponent... the originally narrow gap further expanded, allowing the two mages in robes to pass first... Then, a series of purple balls of light pierced the armor with invincible power and sprinkled more blood!
The seemingly complete defense was broken through like this.
Ordinary people are often shocked by the powerful magic power. They will panic when the meteor explodes. They are frightened in front of the fog of death and retreat in front of lightning... However, in fact, in the eyes of a real military commander, they can be on the battlefield.
What changes the situation is often not those spells that have a huge effect and consume a lot of practical tricks.
The brute force of the cow that greatly increases the strength of the warrior, the elegance of the cat that reacts faster, as well as protective arrows, and magic missiles that instantly hit the enemy are the best spells that can enhance combat power, and acceleration techniques
The explosive power brought is enough for most strong people to pass through nearly a hundred feet in an instant.
Spells are power. Great and unscrupulous is meaningless. Reasonable application is the essence, but even among mages, not everyone can understand and implement this concept.
Infantry in heavy armor is almost as sad as turtles when facing accelerated enemies. As long as you master the skills, a knight with good abilities can destroy them one by one, but most of the guards are lucky enough to save their lives.
, because their opponents don’t bother them at all - only the small building behind them is their real goal.
All attacks are for this purpose.
The building originally seemed to be a temple, and behind the gate was an empty hall. The seats and altars used for worship had been put away, and the moonlight shone through the narrow window lattices on the walls, giving the void a series of coldness.
The silver frost is like a sharp blade that cuts through the darkness, and the sharp murderous aura that even makes the invader stop in an instant.
But in fact, the source of the murderous aura is a person.
He stood quietly in the center of this empty space, in the silvery white of the moonlight. The luster outlined his tall and thin body, the cold luster, like a sharp blade.
"I was surprised. But I was also moved." When the hustle and bustle of footsteps stopped in an instant, he slowly spoke: "Your efforts have exceeded my expectations... Even if you lose enough manpower, you lose it.
Enough information has lost the guarantee of victory, but you have implemented your resolutions. Even if what you do is foolish, I admire such courage and efforts."
The moonlight illuminated his face, and the well-maintained face was pale, as if transparent in the light, filled with weirdness.
"But, let's just stop here."
The sound of the sound of the air echoed in this void, bringing out a buzzing sound, allowing the eyes of the seven invaders to gather on him - not on the well-maintained face, but on his waist
There was a slightly old strap tied there, and the three-fingered leather was a bit old, but it was soft and properly tied with a sword.
The scabbard is also made of leather, but it shines with a subtle luster under the moonlight, like flowing water, but compared with the length of one and a half arms, its width is only two fingers.
A thin sword.
Compared with broad swords and long swords and other battle weapons, thin swords are often called "symbolic" weapons. Only nobles who are not good at martial arts and some wanderers prefer him, but the reasons are only two.
Similar sword-holding environments - facing enemies without armor protection, this slender and only stabbing weapon can exert sufficient damage, otherwise it will not have any war except to make the sword-wrapped person taller
The practical significance of the formation.
The seven people who entered the hall were five wearing heavy armor, while the two mages in robes were protected by magic.
However, when they looked at the sword, they still did not look down on them. They had a very clear understanding in their hearts, knowing that the sword in front of them was unique.
Because this sword is called the Heart of Pain, it is a sharp blade that tastes the blood of thousands of people, and most of these people die on the battlefield. The name of the battlefield is called the Central Mountains... a beast that does not work for production
People may not be able to make fine and heavy armor, but they are naturally thick and flexible, entangled with furs of pine oil and soil, and will never be inferior to any armor in defense.
This sword was given such a name because it could easily pierce the fur... nearly a thousand times smash every stubbornly beating heart.
An extraordinary weapon, and the person who matches this weapon is naturally an extraordinary person.
"Sir Sarazi, I really hope not to meet you here."
The old knight among the seven sighed and said so.
Even though there was an answer in my heart, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath when they heard that name - it was one of the only sword saints left in the empire, and it was the most famous among them.
Because he was only thirty-six years old, he had become the Sword Saint for nineteen years.
"I don't want it, Mr. Raymond... It is a painful thing to see a firm and loyal knight like you go astray." The Sword Saint replied, and he took a step slowly: "So, I came here specially."
Here, I want to give you a chance, if you can give up those immediately…”
"Please forgive me for being incompetent. Lord Sarazzi." The old knight interrupted the other party's words coldly, then pulled out his sword with a loud voice: "Unless you can welcome your Majesty's children back, we will never do it.
I will compromise with anyone!" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!