Chapter 1509 The Last Samurai (below, ask for a monthly ticket)
‘Click, click’, with the crisp sound of several metal collisions, with the help of his attendants, Lord Samiras has already put on the exquisite pure steel armor.
Someone nearby brought the heavy helmet over and pulled it down from Lord Samiras' head.
Immediately, his vision was blocked, and his eyes were completely dark, but as the helmet fell, his eyes became bright again.
However, looking at the outside world through the small eye holes in the helmet at this time, it feels a bit strange and unreal.
Then there was another sound of screws turning.
Samiras stood motionless, letting the attendants busy around him - this full-body armor made of pure steel could only be firmly fixed together through screws and bolts.
Unlike a simple breastplate or chainmail, it only requires a few belts to be tied to the body.
The process of putting on this set of armor that covers the whole body is very cumbersome. In order not to affect the flexibility of the person wearing the armor, it consists of too many moving parts, and the workmanship is exquisite and complicated.
Immediately afterwards, Lord Samiras also felt a tightness in his legs, as the attendants were tying armor on his legs.
This armor will protect his whole body tightly, leaving no weak spots.
There was an attendant next to him holding an oil can, carefully adding lubricant to the joints of the armor to make the armor components smoother.
After the heavy armor was put on, the attendant immediately retreated.
Samiras moved a little, shook his arms, raised his legs and walked slowly for two steps. Wearing thirty kilograms of armor, he had to be careful. It was difficult to control his balance. Once he fell, he had to climb again.
It takes a lot of effort to get up.
However, Samiras felt fine and found that although the armor was heavy, the joints could still move freely.
He thought for a moment, then reached out and pulled out the long sword from his waist. He was satisfied to find that there was no obstacle at all.
Samiras clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, held the sword upright in front of his eyes, and moved his eyes following the brilliance on the blade.
The silver-white sword body emits a brilliant light like a gem. This light clearly shows that this is a sword that is made by stacking and hammering for thousands of times.
He looked at the gleaming long sword in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: This armor and sword are of excellent quality. They are more than one level higher than the armor and weapons passed down from his family. He once used that sword to easily destroy his family.
A long sword was cut into pieces.
This set of equipment is fully qualified as a heirloom of the nobles. And every noble family must have one or several sets of such heirlooms, which represents the honor of their family and the will of their descendants to maintain honor.
However, these top-quality equipment are not the products of the Semitic people. Such strong and exquisite armors are not something the Semitic people have never seen before, but they are rare. Each set is worth tens of thousands, which is not what a small noble like him can afford.
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They were smuggled from humans. The steel seals on the armor proved that they were all products of the Flying Eagle Company run by Lorraine.
And it only costs 888 gold coins, and comes with three years of maintenance wax and lubricating oil for free.
It was a real gain for Lord Samiras.
Thinking of this, a mocking smile couldn't help but appear in his eyes: Using weapons made by humans to chop off human heads, what could be more ironic than this?
Such powerful weapons can be bought and sold casually. Human beings are really a bunch of idiots~!
When they are defeated by me, I don’t know what kind of expression they should have?
It’s really exciting...
An interesting idea suddenly came to Sir Samiras's mind. He wanted to capture a few human captives, let them look carefully at the Eagle Group's logo on the sword, and then slowly chop them to death with the sword.
They also wanted to find a bard to sing this story, which would surely boost the morale of the Semitic nobles.
Just when Samiras was pondering whether this story should be called 'Lord Samiras' Requiem' or 'The Knight of Heaven's Punishment', he heard a low horn not far away.
Voice.
"Woo~wu~~"
Samiras couldn't help but scream, and with a "clang", he put the sword back into its sheath, and walked out of the barracks with steady steps, the armor on his body making a crisp clicking sound.
An attendant led a war horse that was also wearing armor, and then he knelt down and lay on the ground.
With the support of another attendant, Samiras stepped on the attendant's back, struggled to mount the war horse, and then took over a long knight's war spear.
He picked up the war spear and struck forward fiercely, causing a hissing sound in the air.
Samiras nodded again with satisfaction - this is also a product produced by Feiying Company. Products produced by Feiying must be high-quality products. This sentence is indeed true.
Then he saw the light flashing in the eyes of the attendant next to him, and he was quite angry at the moment, and then kicked him away - it is said that Lorraine enacted some kind of bill to cancel the titles, fiefdoms and privileges of all nobles, and everyone was equal.
There is no distinction between nobles and untouchables anymore.
That’s pretty cool~!
Since the beginning of the world, there has been order in this world.
The sky is above, the earth is below, lions eat meat, sheep eat grass, everything has its natural level.
Nobles are nobility, untouchables are untouchables.
If they get mixed up, wouldn't the world be in chaos?
Although he thought this was an extremely stupid thing, he also knew that those untouchables would definitely be ecstatic.
Although they don't show it now, it can only be said that these dogs are all hiding very well. Uncle Samiras will never let down his vigilance against them because of this.
In the past two months, there have been many incidents of untouchables murdering nobles near Arkadelin. After a group of people were brutally killed, the situation got a little better.
The nobles have recently become more vigilant,
So when there was nothing wrong, Samiras would hit them a few times to let these bastards know clearly what kind of people they were.
This is also the responsibility of being a noble.
The attendant groaned and fell to the ground, curling up in a ball in pain. It was obvious that Samiras' kick just now had hit him badly.
But instead of helping, the remaining two people next to him grinned and laughed at him.
Samiras couldn't help but have a look of contempt in his eyes: These untouchables are born to be despicable.
The quality is really low. Even among the sheep, if they see their companions being injured, the rest will go over to help comfort them, but these people will only bully each other and fight among themselves.
Throw them a meaty bone and they'll fight.
Such inferior people can never be equal to nobles~!
And Lorraine is really blind. She still wants to rely on such a person and wants to lead the mouse to defeat the elephant. What a fool.
He will definitely lose this battle~!
He didn't care about the three people, but raised his head proudly, urged his horse, and walked forward. Then his eyes became bright.
I saw that the road in front of me was full of knights on war horses, all of them wearing armor and holding heavy spears.
There are flags of various colors on the gun heads, including triangles, squares, and strips. The patterns on the door represent the glorious inheritance of their respective families.
There is no doubt that these people are all noble children and formal knights. Some of them were recruited, and some came spontaneously to join the battle, ready to use their swords and spears, and even their lives, to defend the long tradition of Semitic nobles.
Their queue was so long that one could almost see the end of it, like a huge torrent. The sound of horse hooves and the clash of metal converged to create a buzzing sound like a beehive.
Samiras immediately took a deep breath, took the reins, and then joined the huge flow of people.
On both sides of the road and on the balconies of buildings, groups of women in fashionable and gorgeous clothes gathered at this moment. They waved their handkerchiefs and waved to the knights on the road. Some even called their lovers' names with tears in their eyes.
The knights in armor raised their weapons and greeted the ladies gracefully.
Not far away, an officer was waving a flag and shouting at the top of his lungs: "Great descendants of the Semites, now we have reached a critical moment of survival.
Those damn human invaders have arrived at our doorstep, are we going to sit back and wait to be killed?
No, never~!
Brothers, pick up our weapons and fight the enemy bravely~!
Use the blood of the enemy to wash away the dust on our bodies~!
The enemy's head and scars are the most glorious medals for a man~!
The great devil is watching us in the sky and always taking care of us.
Let us fight for the glory of the Great Demon God~!
Only the most heroic warriors will ascend to the Demon God's Temple after death and stay with him forever. And those cowards will be sent to hell, wailing in the rock oars and fire~!
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Every time he shouted, the knights below all raised their spears and roared loudly in response. For a moment, the sound was like thunder, shaking the earth and the earth.
And all the knights were excited because of this, and they wanted to fight the enemy in a bloody battle right away, so that the arrogant humans would know how powerful they were.
Although Samiras kept roaring, a sneer could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth hidden in his helmet.
He raised his head and glanced at the city wall not far away. He saw an old general wearing a red cloak and white hair standing upright, raising his right hand high, saluting the soldiers below the city.
Samiras couldn't help but secretly cursed: Damn Madolins~! The reason why the uncle is going out to fight now is just to defeat the evil human invaders, not to sacrifice his life for you.
If anyone is going to hell, it’s you, you bitch, first!
After this battle is over, I will find an opportunity to kill... uh... the cold arrow that secretly shot you~!
At this time, with the flow of people on the cavalry, Samiras had already walked into the city gate, isolating his sight from the people on the city wall.
After passing through the dark city gate, the vision suddenly opened up.
In front of you is a vast plain as far as the eye can see.
The fields are green. The rice has grown more than one meter high and is swaying gently with the wind, like the waves of the sea.
Samiras couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this scenery is so beautiful~!
What a perfect day to kill someone.
In the beautiful scenery of early summer, the heroic and invincible knights slashed their enemies and watched their blood splatter all over the earth...
At this time, the marching team suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, a loud horn sounded.
The officers rode war horses, roaring loudly while running back and forth in front of the team.
The formation of the cavalry suddenly changed. From the original long snake march, it suddenly spread out and turned into a wide impact formation.
Immediately, they saw phalanxes composed of infantry holding high battle flags, taking long strides, and rumbled past them. Then they spread out in front of the cavalry.
Just like rivers flowing into the sea, all the legions gathered here.
‘Woo~woo~~’ When the horn sounded again, Samiras realized that he was already in the ocean of legions.
A full 200,000 troops gathered here.
Looking up, I saw crowds of people and horses, flags fluttering, and forests of guns and knives. It was so dark that it was impossible to see the edges with the naked eye. This dense team even covered half of the sky and the earth, and black heads spread all the way to the horizons on both sides.
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This was the first time for Samiras to see such a majestic army, and he couldn't help but feel inspired: With such a large army, it must be able to win every battle and conquer every attack~!
"Woo~wu~~" the horn kept sounding.
"Long live our tribe~!" The soldiers raised their weapons and shouted in unison, and the sound exploded in the sky like thunder.
The officer in front of the formation immediately raised his saber, pointed forward with all his strength, and shouted with all his strength: "Forward~!"
Then the soldiers marched forward in neat steps without hesitation.
When they were about to approach the human position, the originally huge phalanx split apart, and some soldiers galloped towards the left.
Samiras and a group of cavalry received the order and immediately stopped.
This made him feel a little annoyed. As a cavalryman, he had to take the lead, fight in bloody battles, cut off the heads of enemies one by one, and gain meritorious service.
What's the point of hiding behind now?
With the infantry blocking the front, they couldn't charge forward at all, and the cavalry without speed was a living target.
Soon after, Samiras heard shouts of fighting coming from the front. There was also a strange sound like thunder - that should be the alchemy magic cannon produced by humans, right?
This made the cavalry a little anxious.
After a while, I saw the flag ahead waving.
Under the officer's order, Samiras and others hurriedly jumped on their horses.
Immediately afterwards, the soldiers in front retreated like a tide.
Samiras suddenly felt nervous, his palms became clammy, and his breathing became rapid - this was his first time on the battlefield.
All the distracting thoughts in my mind disappeared at this moment, leaving only a blank space.
After a while, the infantrymen retreating from the front were seen splitting to both sides, revealing a spacious avenue in the middle.
Through the wide gap in the middle, they could clearly see the Free Army soldiers from behind who were happily chasing after them.
Immediately afterwards, the horn sounded rapidly.
An officer in front of the formation immediately raised his saber high, and then swung it down vigorously.
The knights suddenly let out a shout of excitement, and then rushed out on horseback.
Samiras was assigned to the third impact phalanx. Therefore, he did not rush out immediately. Instead, he and the rest of his comrades watched helplessly from a few hundred meters away from the rear.
Bravely charging against the enemy's bullets.
Looking at the cavalrymen under the enemy's bullets, they were like potatoes that had been peeled with a knife. They were beaten on their backs and became increasingly rare.
This situation made all the knights furious, and their hearts were full of hatred for those evil enemies. The enemy's despicable weapons violated the noble spirit of chivalry.
But when they saw a lot of cavalry rushing into the enemy's formation, everyone couldn't help but cheer.
Samiras clenched his fists and waved his hands, shouting excitedly: "Look, this is the power of the knight~!"
Immediately afterwards, the second batch of cavalry shouted and rushed towards the enemy.
And they followed closely behind, galloping towards the enemy on horseback.
At this time, a tidal wave of shouts also came from the flanks, and the originally ambush legion was seen emerging from the grass and pounced towards the enemy.
At the same time, the retreating soldiers on both wings also completed their reorganization, then shouted and rushed towards the enemy.
Just as planned, they launched a fierce counterattack.
Suddenly, a panic was seen among the enemy's formation.
Although he was far away, Samiras could still clearly see the frightened expressions on the faces of the enemies opposite.
Samiras galloped on his horse, letting the strong wind roar in through his mask. With great joy in his heart, he clenched the spear in his hand and had only one thought: rush forward and kill them.
The enemy is about to collapse. Even if there is just one more straw, their back can be broken and they will be completely defeated~!
At this moment, victory was so close to me, as if it was within reach.
The ground flew by quickly under his feet, and red bullets passed by him.
From time to time, he would hit the galloping knight next to him, knocking him off his back.
People kept falling off their horses, but Samiras was not shot at all, and instead ran faster and faster.
There was only a mere hundred meters away from the enemy. He could even see his own reflection through the opponent's frightened pupils.
Immediately, immediately, you can rush into the enemy's formation and carry out ruthless divine punishment on these abominable dodges~!
At this moment, he discovered that he was so bloodthirsty and wanted to see the enemy's hot blood spray.
Samiras clenched the spear harder and roared like a wild beast in his throat.
At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the sky.
Samiras couldn't help but be startled, and then looked up.
I saw several huge birds appearing in the sky over the battlefield. They flew overhead, whistling, hovering briefly, and then swooped down.
In the next second, several huge things like oak barrels were seen flying out from their bellies and falling to the ground quickly.
Samiras felt very strange in his heart: What kind of thing is this...
His eyes followed the barrel closely until it rolled over his head and hit him behind him.
As the wine barrel fell, he immediately saw a huge wall of fire rising behind him with a 'rumbling' sound.
The flames soared into the sky, as if burning to the top of the sky in an instant. The blazing flames were like hellfire, making people unable to breathe.
I saw hundreds of knights involuntarily passing through the huge wall of fire and rushing over.
But at this time, they... they all turned into Hell Knights, their whole bodies burning with blazing fire.
Their horses were running wildly while burning, and the knights were wailing, waving their arms, and struggling, but the fire was extremely cruel and ruthless, burning through the armor and into the bones.
As the knights kept struggling, parts of the armor kept falling off, allowing people to clearly see the burning bones and pieces of flesh exposed by them.
The war horses under them were also burned to pieces and fell to the ground.
The burning knights fell to the ground, while some stood up again covered in flames, staggered like blind men, and then fell to the ground.
A burning smell suddenly filled the air.
At this time, the big birds in the sky flew over from the left, and then they saw fierce raging fires burning in the direction of the ambush. Looking from a distance, the whole land was burning.
Countless human-shaped torches rushed out of the flames, and howls and screams resounded throughout the world. The sounds did not sound like human voices at all, but like the sounds emanating from countless innocent souls in hell.
Unknowingly, the artillery, gunfire, and shouts on the battlefield all stopped, leaving only the screams and wails of those people.
Samiras couldn't help but trembled for a while: Did that Lorraine make a deal with the devil in hell?
Opposite him, the soldiers of the Free Army all had expressions of fear on their faces. Many of them kept crossing themselves on their chests. Then... then they looked at him jokingly.
Samiras couldn't help but was stunned, looked around, and then realized that after the charge just now, he was already standing at the forefront of the battlefield, and after passing through the enemy's violent rain of bullets, there was no one around him.
Several knights.
He raised his head with difficulty, looked at the enemy not far away, and felt a burst of despair in his heart: It was not like this just now~! It was obvious that we were about to win. Why did we suddenly turn around like this?
This is unscientific~!
But as a proud nobleman, he still raised the spear in his hand again, took a deep breath, and roared angrily: "Long live my tribe~!"
Then he rode towards the Free Army's battle formation again.
A lone man charged towards the enemy~!
The scene was extremely heroic.
Everyone on the battlefield couldn't help but be moved: Ling Shan actually has such a heroic figure. No wonder he can be compared with the iron-blooded men of our clan.
Then a cannonball roared across the sky and landed next to him. The huge air wave lifted him up high, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
The mortars in the rear finally set up their positions and could once again provide fire support to the Free Army. (To be continued.