"This stairwell is too cramped." The knight who led the team led his companions and charged up the stairs. Due to the sheer size of the power armor, the knights could only pass one by one.

"I have a bad feeling."

"You can't take the elevator." Said his companion behind him.

Not to mention whether there is electricity or not, the load limit of the elevator itself alone cannot bear the weight of multiple power armors, and it is impossible for the riders to let the elevators slowly send people up one by one.

Rushing to the corner of the fifth floor, the knights saw a masked girl sitting on the handrail of the stairs above.

She was not large, she did not look like an adult, and her long, straight black hair fell down her shoulders. Wearing an ordinary mage robe, his left leg was bent and stepped on the armrest, and his right leg hung down boredly.

"Huh?" She looked at her masked face.

"Get out of here!" The knight at the head drew his broadsword.

"There are no heretics up there." The girl's voice was crisp and pleasant, but the tone seemed to be sneering.

The knights froze on the spot, and the solemn oath of defence of the faith, which they had made when they first joined the crusaders, seemed to flash through their minds.

However, those remaining blood and sense of justice were soon swallowed up by the cold reality and faint guilt.

"We are only loyal to our monarch." The leading knight pointed his broadsword at the maiden, "God is above, may he bear witness to our loyalty and honor." ”

"And if God sends your king to hell, will you go with him?" The girl said coldly.

In the power helmet, the knight's face changed for a moment, and then he immediately chose to raise his sword and stab directly.

Even if you really want to go to hell one day in the future, at least you have to pull this woman to be buried first!

Before the sword could reach her, Sheila sat still, and a low sneer came from under the mask.

"Huh."

The hand she placed on her knee quickly rolled over.

Gravity. Increase.

The knight's sword continued forward, but its figure sank down strangely.

Wrong! It's the ground sinking!

The stairs are crumbling underfoot!

The staircase, which was already faintly overwhelmed, could not support the sudden doubling weight of several Power Armored Knights, and it collapsed in an instant.

The bodies of the knights, who were wrapped in steel skeletons, smashed through the stairs of the fifth, fourth, third, second, and first floors, and fell heavily to the ground.

The violent shock wave that came from the armor immediately made the knights spit blood violently.

Sheila waved her hand, and from the corner of the staircase next to her, a large pile of prepared stones was suspended.

The stones were suspended in the air and gathered in a pile, and the air pressure in the vicinity began to decrease rapidly, so that the air outside rushed in frantically, pressing each stone tightly.

Then, she abruptly wiped out the air pressure beneath the pile of stones and doubled their gravity.

Under the influence of atmospheric pressure and amplified gravity above, this "cannonball", which was made up of many stones, almost instantaneously passed through the holes in the staircase and smashed into the power armor of the knights.

A violent physical collision shattered the barometric procedure. In the next second, the tight compressed air between the stones suddenly expanded, pushing all the stones into all directions and shooting violently in all directions.

Even with all the power armor, it was crumbled in an instant, as if it had been hit head-on by a powerful shotgun.

"Aren't you dead yet?" Looking at the knights who couldn't get up at the bottom, but were still moving slightly, Sheila was also a little stunned, "Is the power armor really that hard?" Or are their flesh more durable? ”

She sighed, and summoned a large pile of rocks again—twice as many as before.

"A team! Please reply to receive it, a team! ”

In the distance, the knight shouted in vain from his helmet communicator, but only an unidentified noise like a crackling firecracker could be heard from the other side.

After a while, the communication was forcibly cut off, and it was impossible to connect.

"A team is silent." The knight hurriedly replied.

"Let's go! Fall back! Alfred was silent for a moment, and could only reluctantly give the order.

Under the continuous firing suppression of the snipers, the knights quickly stood up, and by the way, the unsuspecting knight and the two commanders were protected in the center, not giving the snipers on the opposite side any chance.

Only snipers can deal with snipers, and Alfred, at this time, is deeply aware of this famous saying.

Joel, however, had another weapon in mind: the mortar.

If you can't accurately deal with the sniper from a distance, then it may be cheaper and more straightforward to deal with the entire cover where the sniper is located.

And it is said that today's Holy Solomonic Empire, after Emperor Otto developed the military industry at any cost, was able to create mortars.

It is not a mortar that only builds a shell and skeleton like power armor, and the internal control chip is smuggled through the Venis channel, but from raw material casting to finalization, the entire production chain and supply chain have been opened up, and it is fully capable of independent production capacity.

When you return, you must make a suggestion to His Majesty that a batch of mortars be imported in bulk from the HRE to be used against the mages and snipers in Olympia.

Otherwise, even the power armor knight would not be able to withstand such a long-distance beating.

"Are they retreating, are they going to hunt down?" Staring at the fleeing knight squad, Mia in the shadows asked on the radio channel.

"We don't have to." Asker said.

"Who?" Mia asked curiously.

"I see it." Mi'er on the roof of the building stared at the sniper rifle and looked out of the town with her eyepiece.

"The Spartans are coming." She whispered through the communicator.

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The Spartans, led by an army of mercenaries, arrived neither too early nor too late.

As soon as the whole team finished leaving the tunnel mouth, they were stopped by a violent explosion in the town below the mountain.

After observing for a few minutes and finding that there was no movement in the future, they cautiously made their way down the mountain road.

As a result, as soon as they approached the town, they immediately saw Alfred and others, with more than two dozen knights, hastily withdrawing from the center of the town and fleeing to another crusader stronghold not far to the northeast.

The Spartans tried to intercept them, and a large number of crusaders rushed out of the stronghold to meet them.

So there was a chaotic battle near the outskirts of the city.

To be sure, Asker's most hated thing was chaos.

Once there are hundreds or even thousands of people, even the pros are not sure that they will survive it.

One of the most important advantages that pro players have over the average player is their ability to read the battlefield.

However, once the battlefield is so complex that even the pros can't grasp the big picture.

In the extreme chaos of the battlefield, maybe a cold arrow, a stray bullet, shot from the blind spot and blind spot of the field of vision, can kill you.

The most typical is the No. 3 version and expansion of "Inrighteous Expedition", the HRE Empire fights the Holy See coalition, the scene is called a grand and chaotic, every day there is a war, every time there is a battle, a bunch of players will die, and the corpses can be piled up into a hill.

Asker didn't want the team to be reduced for such inexplicable reasons before the plot developed to the point of "Injustice Crusade".

Of course, even if the people of the Azure Sword did not participate in the battle, the Spartans would not be able to lose for a while.