Chapter 383: Grappling

On the other side of the northern wall, dragons danced, their targets too small to rush through, but the remaining enemy withstood several attacks by the dragons with their indomitable spirit.

The metal armor on St. George's body has been shattered to the chest part, and the double walls, waist and legs are full of traces of being torn by dragon claws, as a servant, his ability is not strong, and the previous Noble Phantasm blow only destroyed a few dragons, and the power of Siegfried's Noble Phantasm is still much worse than that of Siegfried.

Because, in the face of a large number of dragon attacks, he is basically facing a certain defeat or death.

If it weren't for the reinforcements coming, I'm afraid he would have been torn apart by the dragon's claws at this time.

"Thanksgiving. St. George stabbed his sword into the wall and braced himself up so that he would not fall.

"Don't worry, as knights, they should naturally help each other at this moment. ”

Unlike St. George, the knight standing in front of him did not wear heavy armor, but was dressed in light court decorations, with a short white robe with light blue skirts, plus a blue hat on the top of his head, and a pink feather behind the hat, more like a beauty on the stage than a knight.

Nevertheless, there is no doubt that he was a knight, a legendary figure in France in the eighteenth century, and even in legend, whose gender could not be determined, loyal to the French royal family of the knight of the White Lily - Dion.

"Anyway, aren't there too many of these dragons? It's a bit of a hassle to deal with. ”

Standing next to Dion was a figure dressed in a strange costume with a golden mask, and from his slender fingers, it was a pair of fingers belonging to a piano player, and the ornate hood and costume on his head gave people the air of an artistic talent, waving the baton in his hand to cast notes and repel the attacking dragon.

"You're talking too much, Mozart, even though it's enough to cut off the heads of these dragons, and we'll get back to the princess as soon as possible. ”

The man wielding the huge blade in his hand, wearing a heavy trench coat, his pale hair and the bladed shoulder armor standing up on his shoulders, reaped the life of the attacking dragon like the Grim Reaper.

Compared with knights and musicians, Sansong, who is a family of executioners, shows stronger combat power when facing dragons, and the giant blade in his hand can scare the attacking dragon back with every swing, and when it is the strongest, he can even directly cut off the dragon's head with a single sword.

Just like what he did during his lifetime, he spent his life dealing with the executions of condemned prisoners, and it was also during the French Revolution that he personally stabbed many princes and nobles.

Of course, that also includes his most beloved Princess Mary.

"Don't be noisy, executioner, you've disturbed this wonderful note. "Mozart, the famous French musician of the 18th century, is confidently waving his baton to roll out a song against the dragon.

"Two, don't talk too much when fighting, it will affect the people around you!" Dion split his sword to repel the dragon in front of him, and his colleague protested dissatisfiedly to the two behind him.

Although the three of them formed a strong line of defense, they were not very compatible in their hearts, although the three of them were now faithfully following Princess Mary's command, but their opinions on each other could not be reconciled even with the Princess, and they would still get along amicably in front of the Princess, and once they left, they would immediately become what they were at this time.

Dieng naturally has no good impression of Sanson, who personally slashed the princess, and Mozart, he just regarded him as a musician with a lot of words and some neurotics.

Sanson looked down on Dieng, but as a knight, he didn't protect the princess, otherwise he wouldn't have to personally slash the princess at that time, as for Mozart, he had the same opinion as Dieng.

As for Mozart, except for the princess, everyone else looked more or less the same in his eyes, ordinary and powerless metrics.

Despite this, they still came here with the orders of the princess to help St. George get rid of the threat of dragons, after all, the number of dragons here has reached a terrifying level.

Although the three of them were at odds, the defense they formed was a headache for the dragons, Dion's frontal defense, Sanson's execution blade, and the notes that interfered with their thinking, making it impossible for even the number of them to break through the defenses that did not have any shortcomings.

For a while, the battlefield was entangled in a struggle, the number of dragons was slowly decreasing, but it did not affect the overall number, the sky was still obscured by the dragons, although the defense of the slave side was not broken, but it could not leave this place, if you insisted on moving, the dragons would only seize the opportunity to break up the defense.

However, as they struggled, there was a violent dragon roar in the distance, and the earth shook.

The black dragon stood up from the ground, it spread its huge black wings, and let out a menacing roar towards the city wall, and behind it, the beast tide was about to break through the distance of 100 meters and launch a final charge against the city wall.

Valrhona roared, not frightened by being trampled on the ground by the crystal white horse, but opened its red pupils and glared at Princess Mary who had just attacked her.

"Ah, is this to provoke it?" Princess Mary touched her cheek, thinking about the Black Dragon's state of mind at this time.

When the dragons heard Valrhona's roar, they immediately turned their spearheads and flew towards the place where the black dragon was.

"Damn, are these guys going to launch a general attack?"

The roaring black dragons, the flying dragons, and the tide of beasts about to storm the city walls, there is no doubt that Valrhona's roar is just to call these guys back from the battlefield, and its purpose is to completely break through the northern wall in one go.

"Go ahead, there's no problem with my side, I'll catch up soon. St. George stiffened his body and told the three people in front of him to hurry to the frontal battlefield.

"I don't need you to say that I'm going to do it, but you have to be careful of the wound and bandage it yourself, even if it's a servant, it's very difficult to do it without the master's mana recovery. Sanson took a roll of white bandages from under his coat and threw it to St. George, and then ran with Dieng and Mozart towards where Princess Mary was.

Although he is an executioner, he also has some research in medicine, after all, medical knowledge is also quite helpful for execution, and Sanson is not only an executioner, he will also heal the injured poor in ordinary times.

"Thank you. Without saying a word, St. George picked up the bandage and began to wrap it around his wound.

At the moment when the dragon and the beast tide attacked, a light suddenly flashed in the sky, and the corpses of countless beasts fell from the sky.