Knight of the Light

The cavalry's impact scene was covered with stubbles and stumps. The crying and lamenting generations rolled over and over, and within a few minutes they would die from major blood loss.

Luke rode on his horse and looked down at the white-haired old nobleman who had fallen to the ground. When he led the team, these gangs of evil still gathered to resist under the instinct of survival. Especially this old guy, with a few hands to boost morale to resist the end.

It was because of the fierce resistance that the on-site killing was particularly cruel. Facing a group of soldiers, Luke brought more than twenty guards to charge, and his own side was still dead and injured.

The moment the two sides collided, the aristocracy broke out and countered. The light of the sharp blade contrasted the strength of courage, and the blood and blood rising from the sword splattered everywhere. The team leader Luke himself was chopped with a knife, which was given by the old nobleman.

The old nobleman's white hair splashed a lot of blood, and he fell down in exhaustion. Several guard cavalry wanted to cut this head and was stopped by Luke. The latter approached immediately, glanced down at his chest, and then stared down at the old nobleman who was waiting to die.

There was a deep knife mark on Luke's breastplate. If it hadn't been for the opportunity, the knife would have been split around his neck. The battlefield battle is so dangerous, the attack power far exceeds the defense. No matter how high the combat skills are, they dare not resist arbitrarily.

"You're wearing a long-legged breastplate." The old aristocrat gasped on the ground. He stared at the pattern on Luke's breastplate, sneering. Didn't erase it. If it weren't for this breastplate, I could cut you in half. "

Luke looked down again, he was just a ranger from the Black Forest, and hadn't read any heraldic hermeneutics. Zhou Qingfeng opened the treasure house of the long-legged family. He chose this armor with a beautiful pattern, which saved his life.

The old nobleman's sword fell not far away, and a guard picked it up and handed it to Luke. This is the Enchanted Cavalry Knife with gilt handles and cold light. The blade is extremely sharp. Luke was very satisfied after taking over, and prepared to report for his own use.

The old aristocrat sneered and sneered at it. He untied his scabbard and dropped it on the ground. "You dalits haven't seen such a good knife. This is what my grandfather left and killed the devil that year.

Let me die under this knife, which also means that my family is over. After I die, the soul will not go to the kingdom of God, nor to the underworld. I will be attached to this sword, and I will watch your dalits day and night, waiting for your destruction. "

How much hate this is, in order to give up the peace after death, would rather stay as the soul of the sword.

Luke didn't care, he just sneered and asked: "I heard that if the owner of the enchanted weapon voluntarily becomes a sword soul, this will become a curse that increases the power of the sword, even a special effect. Are you sure?"

"Yes," the old aristocrat grumbled, "I voluntarily became the soul of a sword, just to see how the next battle will develop.

You will kill those stupid Northland aristocrats, and I will only clap and applaud. It is the ignorance and greed of those idiots that have made you rise.

If you fail one day, I will back to you. Let your restless pariahs taste the eternal pain and remorse. how about it? Come and bet against me. "

Enmity entangles, life and death.

However, Luke looked very interested, and he continued to ask: "Since this, I don't think you mind telling me, who planned this poor attack behind it? Gathering five or six hundred troops, this is not ordinary people Can do it. "

The old aristocrat remained silent for a few seconds and whispered, "It is the Doruixing family of Thick Mist City, and their patriarch Johnson Doruixing sent someone to find us. We did intend to fight back, so we agreed to join forces."

"When did he find you?"

"Two days ago."

"What about others now?"

"I don't know, he ran away with a dozen children before you caught up. The guy must have found something and intentionally abandoned us. I bet they are now hiding in the dark and ready to attack again."

The old aristocrat fell to the ground with a whisper. Just a few hundred meters away, the darkness of the shadow cape enveloped the Dorex family. Secret Eyes released by second daughter Angeline monitored the pursuit.

Luke's team suddenly emerged from the surging fog and launched the raid without hesitation. More than twenty cavalry were divided into three groups, waving their swords like waves after waves.

The number of nobles who fled was greater, but the hedgehogs failed to make use of their numerical advantages. Although they had the courage and will to die for their lives, they burst into blood every time they received a shock.

After the three waves of shock, the fugitive nobles messed up. Dozens of people fled to Shino, only to end in a bleak end chased by cavalry. Finally, the old white-haired aristocrat fell to the ground and was slashed after being questioned.

Johnson Dory in the shadow tightened his face for this. As the patriarch, he always hoped that his family would flourish. But after the dark day, there was a series of assassinations in the family.

Survivors' strength has skyrocketed, but the family population has fallen sharply.

With more than a dozen family members, Johnson felt that he was not bad. But in the chase that just ended, Coldwind City easily sent more than 20 knights to chase.

Although the level of these knights is very average, according to Zhou Qingfeng's standards, most of them are below the third level. But such a group of people can carry out simple tactical cooperation under the command of the veterans, and it is already a team to be reckoned with in the north.

Obviously this is not the team that Zhou Qingfeng cultivated by himself, but the stray adventurer he recruited. But it is also a skill to be able to integrate these different levels of adventurers, at least the financial resources are extraordinary.

"Father, do we do it?" The eldest son Larry asked. "We are better than them. If we sneak attack, we can kill at least half of the opponent's manpower."

In a battle, killing the enemy half is an authentic victory. But as the patriarch, Johnson shook his head directly, "Take half of each other, and you plan to die a few more people."

Several children were silent, and naturally no one wanted to die.

"Look at the adventurer knights. Victor Hugo can no longer be regarded as an ordinary pariah leader. The aristocracy collapse will also reveal our existence. This time the temptation plan failed, let's go."

As soon as his father flinched, Larry quickly reminded: "But Victor Hugo is going to attack our dense fog city. Will we give up the mission of the dark day and go back to the city?"

This is really a headache.

If you don't return to the city, your old nest will be occupied. Back in the city, the dark day has a bad temper.

After thinking about it in a distressed way, Johnson could only say to the eldest son: "My master doesn't know what we are doing. He arrested Victor Hugo and let it go.

Larry, you go to Banshee Fort to ask the Phils family for help. Say we are willing to support Louis Phils to become King of the North if he must send someone to save us.

The rest go back to the city with me first. As long as we keep the city tight, we won't believe Victor. How can Hugo take us? After all, he took Coldwind City entirely because the long-legged family was stupid. We will not be stupid to let him into the city. "

More than a dozen family members thought carefully, and felt that the patriarch said that there was a reason to fight the siege so well? The dense fog city is capable of drawing more than a thousand troops, and at least two or three thousand can be expelled from slaves.

Cold Wind City is more than 100 kilometers away from the dense fog city. Victor. How many people can Hugo bring to the city? The more the belt is consumed, the greater the consumption. As long as the Dorex family can hold it for a week, the barbarians in the Black Forest can starve to death.

Yes, let's defend first.