"Char-sama!" I shouted, drawing my scimitar as a bloodied Magura rushed up from the side.

"It's hard work, I'll leave it to us later." Lord Char nodded to me, the sword in his hand shining brightly, and before the barbarian soldiers could block, they were shrouded in the blood mist that erupted from them.

"This is the knight!" Looking at Char-sama, who was like the god of war, I suddenly felt an infinite yearning.

October 25, 1352 in the royal calendar

A bloody night.

When the first rays of morning light fell on my head, I was simply shocked by what I saw. The whole city was covered with a sea of blood, and the corpses of the enemy and me were thickly covered. Moaning everywhere, the undead lay powerlessly in the pile of corpses, their eyes staring blankly at the sky. The dull beat of the drums sounded again, but there was a hint of coolness, and from a distance, the barbarians scattered a puff of dirt into the air, and faintly there were bursts of weeping, and overnight, three thousand of them could no longer see the land of their homeland.

In the same way, our army also suffered heavy losses, almost all of the brigade defending the city that night, less than a hundred people remained, and the Yellow Tiger Knights who reinforced them also killed more than 300 people. At present, there are less than 3,000 soldiers in Hufa City, less than 2,000 people can actually fight, and the other side still has 35,000 people.

"The difference in military strength is really huge!" Standing at the head of the city, Char exhaled and sighed. Last night's battle didn't seem to make him feel tired, and he was still in good spirits, "By the way, Xinding, what do you think will happen in the future?" ”

Char suddenly turned his head and said to me, I was stunned, and I came back to my senses for a long time, and stuttered: "Xia ...... Char-sama, you ...... Are you asking me? ”

Char nodded.

I shook my head and said, "Maybe I'll die with Hufa City, and take the title of a martyr of the kingdom, but I want to survive more." ”

Char's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, and he said to himself: "Survive, hehe, but now do we have a choice?" Which death is better for me......" waved his hand, motioning for me to stand aside, and I was caught up in that annoying choice......

I stepped past the corpse to the makeshift center, where Magura was lying on the bed, with fourteen wounds and one of her hands nearly severed. On the other side, the Wind-Folk man is still alive, and it is said that last night, his quick arrows cost the lives of dozens of barbarians, and if it weren't for the lack of arrows, maybe there would not have been even a single scar.

"Magura, are you alright?" I sat down next to Magula and looked at his blood-soaked wounds.

With a hint of excitement in her eyes, Magura said, "Fap, do you know? Yesterday I killed six barbarians, and the old men in the village are no longer qualified to say that we are cowards. ”

I had a strange feeling in my heart that Magora was no longer the timid Magora she used to be, and that he was going to be a warrior that the entire Semitic people would be proud of.

In the afternoon of the same day

Char-sama gathered all the members who could fight, and more than a thousand people barely stood in the small square, and a thin rain fell in the sky, and soon everyone's clothes were wet.

Char-sama was only wearing ordinary clothes, and after walking back and forth a few times, he suddenly faced us and said loudly, "Do you have parents, wives and children?" ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment at the same time, and a sparse voice replied for a long time: "Yes!" ”

"I have it too, my wife is beautiful, she cooks good food, and my daughter is only five years old this year. They are waiting for me to return in the city of Yaruffasir. However, the barbarians surrounded the city of Hufa, and the knights of the Dharma Protector were far away. Now we have only two choices, die on the battlefield, or die under the sanctions of the Protectors. Char said in a loud voice, his tone full of sadness.

There was chaos below, and many people couldn't help but cry, "We don't want to die!" Char-sama, there must be another way. The voice came from nowhere, and the surrounding suddenly became noisy.

Char waved his hand and said, "I'm not a person who regards death as home, I'm even afraid of death; But I don't want my wife and my daughter to bear the name of a lifetime for a husband and father who is greedy for life and afraid of death! Since there is only one death, at least leave something for our families, so that they can hold their heads high and say to others: 'My son, my husband, and my father died bravely on the battlefield of Hufa!' This is not a sacrifice for the sake of the kingdom, but only for the sake of our descendants. If you still trust me as a commander, please join me in the fight! With that, he drew his knight's sword, raised it above his head, and shouted, "God is with me!" ”

There was a brief silence.

When the first sword was erected out of the crowd, more and more swords were raised, and the sound of the sound gathered together and swept through the entire city of Hufa: "The gods are with me!" ”

At this moment, no one is afraid of death......

When holding on to the only dead end, Char-sama made an amazing decision, the whole army assaulted, and launched a surprise attack on the enemy's main position, at this time the ratio of friend to enemy was nearly fifteen to one, and the idea at that time was quite a bit of a tragic feeling of seeking a quick death.

The gates were wide open, and the cavalry rushed out first. Two hundred hoplites lined up in a column, followed by one thousand two hundred infantry with five hundred light cavalry, in a triangular assault formation. A total of 1,900 warriors were deployed in front of the barbarian soldiers, who numbered up to 25,000 men.

At this time, the rain was already very heavy, the raindrops of beans hit the face, and there were bursts of pain, and the dim sight was the same for both sides, in this case, the huge barbarian army formation seemed clumsy, and there was only this opportunity, and suddenly I knew Char-sama's plan, to destroy the enemy's center with a small number of troops, if it failed, it would be a big deal, but if it succeeded, we would have a chance to survive.

Char drew his knight's sword, pointed it at the main camp of the barbarians with the main flag, and shouted loudly: "Target, the head of the barbarian king!" After speaking, he pulled down the mask, and the knight's sword drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, "Attack!" After a terrifying scream, two hundred lancers rushed first.

The barbarian camp, who did not realize that they would be actively attacked, lost their reaction for a moment, and when their commander came to his senses, the cavalry spears of the lancers had already pierced the chests of the first row of barbarians, and the formation of the barbarians was overwhelmed, and the dazed barbarians soon encountered the mixed cavalry and infantry troops pressed in the rear formation.

I pulled out my scimitar and slashed into the chest of a brute, blood splattered out, and the other party's eyes revealed how could it be like this, I looked down at the bloody chest, and fell down on my back. The other brute soldier next to him also lost his reaction completely, and he subconsciously raised his axe when my knife slashed through his throat.

Wielding my scimitar, I hurried forward, blood running beneath my feet, and people constantly falling beside me, both enemies and fallen comrades......