Chapter 37: For Gilneth, Charge!
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The night grew more and more intense, and the night fragrance poked out of the high wall, exuding an alluring fragrance. Under the illumination of the lights, the street is like a golden belt extending into the distance.
A gust of wind blew, and a cool breeze gusted.
The beautiful night in the main city of Lordaeron is not as calm as before.
The vigilantes marched in order, armed with weapons, and began to roam the streets.
One team, another team,
However, compared to the huge main city of Lordaeron, the number of security teams is still too rare.
A mansion in the night, with pointed ribbed vaults, flying buttresses, and slender bundle columns, creates a sense of light and slender flying. Several pillars support the strength of the top, giving the whole building a magnificent end with a straight line and long windows inlaid with stained glass.
The buttresses covered by the roof are all exposed, and the buttresses have intricate decorative carvings, which are light and beautiful, and towering.
This is where Rex's mansion is located, and it is quiet in the middle of the night.
Hundreds of armed guards. They held their chests high and raised their heads. Don't squint. Majestic guard.
The cool breeze continued to blow over their bodies without causing any waves.
Suddenly, a black shadow burst out from afar, he moved quickly, and the moonlight shone dimly, although it was not as clear as the daylight, but with the help of the moonlight, a shadow could still be seen.
But at this moment, all the guards guarding in front of the mansion were as motionless as a mountain. Blind eye.
Disappearing, obviously, this black shadow, he used the vanishing skill to put himself in a stealth state.
The black shadow sprang out, a dagger in hand, and he stood up straight, quietly approaching the guards.
One by one, they walked out together, and in the blink of an eye, there were already ten more humans with daggers in hand.
They were a mixture of men and women. Height and height are also different, the only thing they have in common is that they are both stalkers. is a thief and will disappear the skill.
The stalker carefully manipulated his figure, getting closer and closer, silently, without any sound,
Twenty meters, fifteen meters, ten meters, eight meters, five meters
As their figures got closer and closer, an eyeball in the shadow slowly broke away, and his eyes widened, his pupils were fully open, and his eyes were filled with eyeballs.
They approached their target, and before they could make a move, one of the guards sneered, and with a flick of his strong and powerful arm, the one-handed sword in his hand, and directly flipped over, and slashed down fiercely.
The sound of the wind was heard, and a rich red rage roared out mixed with weapons.
His movements, as if it were a signal, were like signals, and the others waved their weapons one after another.
The surging anger gathered together, and a powerful deterrent emanated from the field.
Anger, dense, condensed like blood.
The silver-white armor reflects the light, like a bloody god of war.
With a click, the one-handed sword was inserted into the chest of the man in front of him.
This man is not young, but not too big, only about thirty years old, forty years old, in the prime of life.
With curly brown hair, a towering nose, and a pair of large-eyed eyes, they now showed a look of horror.
The guard showed no mercy, he sneered hard, flipped his palm, and the one-handed sword stirred in the opponent's chest.
The light in his eyes began to dissipate, and all his internal organs, which were stirred by him at this time, turned into a pulp, and he pulled out his one-handed sword, and he kicked at the corpse, and said in a low tone; "Fool sent to death,"
In the dark night, the voice was extremely clear, and although there was a murmur on the side, this sentence still reached the ears of the team leader.
It was extremely annoying, and looking at the sneering guards in front of him, he saw it as a sneer.
The fire in his heart began to rise, and the sneak attack failed, so he attacked, and in his heart, he never intended to give up the plan in front of him.
"The great Lord of the Lich King is watching us, attacking, attacking !!!!"
"Whoever steps first will receive eternal life!" He drew his weapon, raised it high, and shouted loudly.
The man who followed him immediately shouted wildly; "Eternal life!"
With fanatical faces and scorching eyes bursting with scorching light, they raised their weapons high and rushed forward with a shout.
The guard looked at this qiē, the sneer on his face became even stronger, he inserted his finger into his mouth, took a deep breath, and then blew hard.
A whistle rang loudly in the night.
Knock knock knock!!!!!!!!!!
The earth was shaking, and it was the sound of a war horse galloping.
In an instant, out of nowhere, dozens of fierce cavalrymen turned out, and the anger on their bodies surged, their armor seemed to be stained with red blood, and the anger was like a stream of water emitting a 'whooshing' sound.
A straight charge was launched, and the sword was raised.
One of the cavalrymen at the head burst into a shout, clamped his legs into the belly of the horse, and rushed towards the comer with his hands clenched his sword.
Anger surged, clicking, it was the sound of bones shattering.
In this wide street, the small-scale cavalry charge is simply the god of war.
With the force of their charge, they wielded their swords and took the lives of one of their enemies.
The huge head was cut off with a knife, and in an instant, it flew directly high.
In the blink of an eye, most of them were already slaughtered.
However, it is not a person who has no power to resist, such as that team leader, his strength has reached the ninth order.
The weapon in his hand swept, but it was aimed at the horse's legs.
The horses screamed and rolled forward at high speed and fell to the ground. After tumbling repeatedly, a large cloud of dust was splashed, and the sound was like thunder.
Blood splattered from the broken horse's leg, and the name of battle fell to the ground.
Even a few cavalrymen behind him were also unlucky, the horses were tripped up, and one by one the bodies were planted.
However, the cavalryman, who was very sensitive, flew out sideways, and after rolling on the ground a few times, he stood up again as if nothing was right!
The leader of the team was unforgiving, and he grabbed a war knife next to him, which was a flick.
Lightning!
The war knife flew fast, tearing through the air at a speed that was incomprehensible to ordinary people, and in the blink of an eye, it was fiercely inserted into the chest of the cavalryman who had just stood up!
Iron armor could not protect the cavalryman. The whole chest was pierced, and at the same time, it was carried out by the huge impact force! Shot blood in mid-air and slammed to the ground.
Although the leader of the team is brave, he can't save the declining situation.
Except for the leader of the team, the other members of the Cult of the Cursed God were not vulnerable at all.
With a charge, the cavalry has already solved the seven-seven-eighty-eight and turned the horse's head.
Once again, the cavalry turned back from the opposite direction, their swords raised high, and they charged again.
"Uh-!!" After all, they are elite soldiers, all of them are veterans who have participated in the battle against the main city of Lordaeron, and they know that they cannot be the opponents of the leader of the team at this time, but these cavalrymen still have no fear, their eyes are open, they raise their swords high, muster up their strength to match their anger, and rush to the head of the team with their swords.
The shadow of the knife flies, and the figures are staggered.
The sound of metal clashing, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the wailing of people shouting and neighing. Intertwined and mixed together, forming a battlefield sonata with a bloody taste.
The members of the Cult of the Cursed God, once again, passed through the charge of the cavalry, but there were very few, and only the leader of the team could stand.
The leader of the team looked at him with a cold expression, standing alone, proudly, and his clothes were blood-red, all of which were the blood of the enemy.
His weapon was drawn from the cavalryman's neck, and blood shot out, and the cavalryman's body gradually went limp.
They have already launched three charges! Then they went from a few dozen riders to less than twenty riders now!
These cavalrymen, with their firm beliefs, were shaken, and they were not gods, but men.
Even stupid people already know that the man in front of him is not his own opponent at all.
In the face of the threat of death, he will also be afraid, and he will be afraid, whether you are a veteran or not, an elite, or a rabble, they don't make much difference.
Gritting his teeth, the cavalry captain, he raised his weapon again.
Fall back
No
That's impossible, where is this, this is Prince Rex's mansion, there must be no accidents.
Now, even if he retreats and investigates it afterwards, he can't escape a dead word.
At that time, it will affect his family, it is better to die in battle, I believe that His Royal Highness will definitely treat his family well.
"For Gilneth!"
"Charge!"
The leader of the team looked at the front of the mansion with a cold gaze, and his weapons swept away.
The war horse rolls and initiates the color of mourning,
A famous cavalryman, he harvested the life of a weapon by him.
The strength of the ninth order, vividly revealed, incarnated as a killing machine, the enemy at the gate, but was slaughtered, he turned to look towards the gate, he looked at the figure of the guard rushing in, his face was contemptuous, he strode to the gate, and kicked it.
Bang! The door opened.
Strong force, repeated bounce,
He strode straight into the mansion. (To be continued......) R527