Chapter 99: Epilogue

For the knights and sergeants of northern England, who had never or rarely fought at night, fighting at night was a horrific act of suicide. In the darkness of the night, it was impossible to know how many enemies there were and from which direction they were coming, and these thorny questions arose that caused an extreme fear to begin to spread through the ranks.

The knight, who had a little combat experience, immediately dismounted, trying to put up a desperate resistance. Soon, however, someone was stabbed in the body by a spear thrown in the dark and fell to the ground. The sergeant on foot stared in horror at the dead knight, and hurriedly raised his shield and spear to protect himself. Some people were scared and tried to throw down their weapons and run away, but they were stabbed to death on the spot by several fierce black figures who rushed into the gratuity.

A sudden bloody massacre made all the knights and sergeants present ignore a strange phenomenon. Even those in the team who were carrying torches had never been killed by the black figures. Maybe it's not that they ignore it, but they also need flaming torches to light up the enemies of the night and make an effective resistance before they die.

But in this way, the enemy uses the dark night as a good camouflage tool to catch them off guard. In the absence of any reaction, rush to the battle. Soon, most of the knights and sergeants responsible for protecting and transporting the gratuities were dead and wounded.

While Ferguson and the only five broken knight brothers around him were killing the knights and sergeants with unimaginable speed, Isabel was very confident in using a custom longbow and heavy arrows to kill everyone around Joseph one by one. Except, of course, the knights who carried torches to illuminate Joseph and Sir Victor.

In the eyes of two ruined knights who looked like vikings of the 8th century, Isabel Walton, who constantly drew her bow and shot arrows accurately at the knights, became the embodiment of Valkyrie, the daughter of Odin, the father of the gods, who could decide the fate of everyone in battle.

Perhaps she was the daughter of a human king, or perhaps she was chosen by the gods to serve the gods as a virgin warrior. Regardless, her excellent archery skills led the two Broken Knights to regard her as the most famous of the Valkyries, BrΓΌnnhilde, a god of victory.

In fact, Isabel didn't have a single bit of cold weapon battlefield experience before coming here. She specializes in handling naval weaponry of the U.S. Navy, and is adept at using individual weapons such as naval officers' standard pistols and automatic rifles. Occasionally, she would go to a private shooting training ground to buy some ammunition for dollars and reload it into a sniper rifle to develop her sniping skills.

Therefore, her strong self-confidence and superb archery skills will not appear for no reason. The art of archery was the result of Sir Augustine's careful instruction and the experience of outdoor archery that she had cultivated in later years.

Reese's experience as a longbowman was also very helpful to her. Reece told her that the English longbow could penetrate leather, padded armor, and fabric at a distance of 240-280 yards (about 220-260 meters). At a distance of 200 yards (about 183 meters), the knight's plate could not resist its penetrating power. If only fighting at close range of 55 yards (about 50 meters), longbows and heavy arrows can easily shoot through any object.

It may sound like an exaggeration to say something about the bow maker. But from the look in his eyes and expression, Isabel seemed to be saying an ironclad truth. Although the battle data of these English longbows were suspected of being exaggerated, she could immediately verify the authenticity of the data as soon as she went to the battlefield.

Strong self-confidence first comes from the study of the mature operational theories of later generations, especially the modern combat simulation theories of the United States that later generations of American modern combat simulation experts affirmed in quantitative form with a complete mathematical model.

The second is the various real experimental data of the human eye in later generations. Experimental data has shown that the human eye can only see a person walking at a distance of 262 yards (about 240 meters) in moonlight; In the starlight, only 77 yards (about 70 meters) of people can be seen; In the worst, and often occurring, moonless cloudy days, the observation distance of the human eye is generally only a dozen yards or even a few yards.

The last point of self-confidence is the moonless cloudy sky at this time and the monk's uniform that cannot be considered a disguise.

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After ordering the knights to protect Viscount Darlington's eldest son, Victor found that the knights had been shot and fell to the ground. Soon only Joseph remained, and he himself had two knights with torches.

Looking at the army behind him, he saw no knight or sergeant standing there to resist, except for some groans of pain in the night and the sound of prayers to God before death.

At this moment, there are only four people left in an army of 20 people. Victor, armed with a sword and shield, stood beside Joseph and looked around nervously, and then hurriedly said to Joseph: "My lord, even if the whole army is killed here, you must rush out. ”

Joseph, with his sword in hand, stood trembling as he looked at the dead knights lying on the ground around him and said, "Sir, you... You're saying that the whole army was overwhelmed by these... The thieves were killed? ”

Victor frowned, nodded and said, "Yes, my lord, now I have no doubt about it. So, get out of here and head to Barnard Castle. ”

"Now... How many people are left? ”

"Probably... It's just the four of us. ”

"Sir, what... What the?? Joseph stood there in astonishment, unable to hold even the sword in his hand.

"Don't say any more, sir, get on your horse and get out of here." Victor struggled to keep his emotions in check, still respectful.

At that moment, a heavy arrow pierced the chest of a knight holding a torch. Unable to speak, the knight slowly lowered his head to look at the bloody arrow that was stabbing out of his chest. Then the knight closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

Richard, who had been crouching beside Francis, said in surprise, "Francis, who are those thieves?" How can you kill so many people? ”

Francis was silent, and he didn't know who the black figures were. All he knew was that the guys who seemed to be doing it in monk's clothes were very powerful. Moreover, the one of these people seemed to be a longbowman with a knight's mask who was even more powerful.

glanced at Richard on the side, and whispered, "Do you want to say that we should rush out now to grab the gratuity?" ”

"That's right, if you don't do it, the reward will be snatched away by those bastards!" After Richard finished speaking, he stood up from behind the tree and said to the figure in the dark night behind him, "Brothers, come out quickly." ”

A young man armed with a light spear immediately stepped out from behind the tree. Then, another man with a dozen arrows stuck diagonally in his back, and an English longbow in his hand, also stood up from behind the tree.

Finally, a young man holding only a long sword used by an ordinary sergeant, put his hand to his mouth, and whispered to the two Francis, "Richard, can you let me sleep a little longer?" ”