Chapter 209: Saving the Royal Capital (3)

The royal city of Mierte was built on a hill, and only the gates were built on three sides of the city wall, which was also enough for the flow of people. Among the guards of the three city gates, the luckiest during the martial arts conference is the east city gate guards, because the city walls are tall, these guards can overlook the martial arts conference arena from afar, although they may not be able to see the grand scene in the arena, but even the captain of the guard has turned a blind eye to this, and can always relieve his hunger a little, unlike the south city gate and the west city gate, the guards of the two places know in their hearts that this unique game is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and they can only grit their teeth and stand guard guard. Especially the guards at the south gate are a few minutes' walk away from the city guard outpost, and from time to time the city guard chief comes to inspect it, and it is impossible to be lazy.

Therefore, the guards of the West City Gate were originally more than enough than the top.

Guarding the west gate of the Brilliant City is the weakest but fastest group of people in the entire city guard team. Compared with the Dongcheng District, where the palace is located, and the Nancheng District, where the city guard post is stationed, Xicheng District has the first armed force in the country - the Royal Anglican Knights, even if they encounter an emergency, as long as they go to the knights' station to report a message, they will naturally have these majestic knights to deal with, every time they think of this, the guards of the West City Gate are always at ease.

So when Bill, the captain of the guard at the West Gate, heard that the royal knights were coming, he finally let go of the heart that had been hanging.

In Mierte, news always passes quickly, and Bill's guards didn't believe it when they found out about the earthquake in the royal capital from the magic guide turntable, but a city guard came to report in a panic, and he realized that the city of Mierte, which had been reinforced by the previous emperor of Endymion, had really had an earthquake. Dongcheng District is the first to bear the brunt of the earthquake, and it is conceivable that the city guard system over there has been chaotic, but why has the city guard post on the south side not issued an order?

Bill was unable to receive orders from his superiors and immediately became worried. He was worried about the current situation, and even more worried about outlaws trying to storm the city gates. Earlier, they sent people out to guard the mechanism of the drawbridge, and at the slightest disturbance they had to put the drawbridge away.

But fortunately, the Anglican knight came.

Sitting in the tower, Bill's palms drenched in sweat as he clutched his family heirloom sword motioned for the guards to wait for the Catholic knights to carry out their orders. Finally breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe his hands on the corner of his clothes. God knows how this feng shui treasure land was inexplicably shaken, his ancestors were the people of King Rhodes of Gfinghardt, who followed the previous king to move here, and never encountered any natural disasters, and his heart was at peace with this small official Bill, and he couldn't help but wonder if this was a sign of the future of Rodland.

The head was still thinking wildly, and the Anglican knight riding the red cliff horse below had already arrived like a whirlwind. Bill put away his thoughts and took a closer look, these are two teams of Catholic knights. That is, twenty-four people, compared to ordinary city guards, equivalent to two hundred and forty people or even more, this time the captain of the guard is in a much more comfortable mood, at least the security problem is guaranteed.

He walked out of the castle tower and hurried over to meet the Knights of the State Church. Probably because of the urgency of the situation, these knights were fully armed, from helmets to armor, and they looked very solemn. Bill didn't dare to say more, only caught a glimpse of a few crystals tied to the belt around the lead horseman's long waist. There was a look of envy in his eyes.

The Royal Anglican Order is trained by the Hope Church, and all official knights have mastered a method of warfare that directly refers to energy. The core strength of the Hope Church is based on Arsenal, supplemented by the other two giants, and the attributeless magic compression method jointly researched and developed. Because of the complexity of the cultivation system, the knights of the state religion could not fully master this kind of combat method without qualifications, so they finally compromised to rely on the magic crystal to stimulate. This crystalline is extremely expensive and can only be rationed in the Royal Anglican Order. But correspondingly, the terrifying strength that can erupt in the hands of the Anglican knights is beyond the reach of ordinary warriors.

Bill didn't dare to look further, and hurriedly saluted, then gave up a position and followed closely behind the chief knight. Wait for the knight to give the command.

"You're the captain of the guard here?"

After entering the castle tower, the knight wearing the barrel helmet asked angrily. Although Bill wondered which knight chief this was, he didn't recognize him, but he still replied respectfully: "Yes, I am the third detachment of the city guard......"

"Go and open the gates."

The Knight Chief interrupted Bill mercilessly. The little captain of the guard's face changed slightly, but he still didn't think much about it, but asked with some confusion: "Isn't the city gate open?" ”

"All the gates, all open."

The knight's answer finally made Bill stunned. The gates of the royal city of Mierte are usually half-open or half-open, because the gates are large enough to meet the needs of passing people, but if they are to be fully opened, unless a large number of people are passing through at the same time.

But where did Miert get so many people? March?

Bill sneered, objecting to this order that only the chief of the city guard could give: "The current opening and closing degree is enough to use, and the full opening of the city gate requires instructions from the superiors." ”

"The earthquake situation in Wangdu is urgent, and civilians need to be evacuated." The chief knight explained, and added, "No one is allowed to close the gates without my command." ”

Captain Bill of the Guard looked at the chief knight, then at the silent and solemn Anglican knight behind him, and finally decided to follow the order. But he also planned in his heart, after opening the city gate for a while, he immediately asked people to contact the city guard post over and over again, if he could contact the city guard chief, of course it would be better, let these state religion knights communicate with the city guard chief, if he can't be contacted, anyway, he has fulfilled his duty, and no one can say that he is not at that time, and there are naturally those state religion knights who have something to do.

It didn't take long to give the order, and soon Bill was back on the walls. He walked into the castle tower, and was just about to speak, when he saw that the knights of the state religion had scattered in all directions, standing in all corners of the castle tower, and in this stunned effort, there were already knights guarding on both sides to help him close the wooden door.

"Thank you for your hard work." The chief knight nodded at him.

Bill smiled humbly, and was about to open his mouth to indicate his duty, when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He looked down, two sword blades were exposed in his chest, and before he could react to what was happening, his brain was still spinning how to be modest again, only to feel that his body suddenly lost the strength to support it. A few "gurgling" sounds came out of his throat, and he fell down with a thud.

The swords in the hands of the two Catholic knights swirled back.

Blood gushed out from the wound that had been damaged by the blood groove on the sword, and Bill, the captain of the guard, quickly blurred his consciousness, and in the last moment of clarity, he was left with only one question in his mind, but this question. He couldn't ask anymore.

"Finish the rest of the guards in a minute." The chief knight didn't even look at the fallen guard captain Bill, and gave an order to the Anglican knight behind him in a cold voice, "Move quickly, don't leave a single one." ”

The knights of the Anglican Church walked out of the castle tower with oppressive steps, and separated to carry out the duties of the chief knight.

Forty-four seconds later, the silence was filled with only the sound of Iron Boots tapping. The third detachment of the royal capital city guard was all killed.

The West Gate has fallen!

"Commander, there's news over there. A qiē is unfolded according to the plan. ”

Under the arena of the martial arts conference, in a place full of rubble and rags, there were 100 people gathered. When the arena collapsed earlier, those who could escape had already fled, and when the old sword guard officer arrived, he didn't see anyone left in the vicinity, but as soon as he left on the front foot, the group arrived on the back foot, and also picked the main entrance of the arena that was blocked. Resting along the arena is the big mercenary group that set off from the mercenary union.

"Good. Very good! The young leader with the horn emblem iron shield in one hand had a happy face, and patted the mercenary who was talking in front of him, who was the one who received the task before, "Hahaha, we have deduced the action countless times, but there are too many variables in this one link." Fortunately, the information is correct, and it is worthy of being a saint who has been fighting with the Hope Sect for a hundred years. ”

The mercenary also followed the youth leader, and as soon as he was lucky enough to get a glimpse of the plan, he was full of doubts about the words of the other side. After all, they are the first knights of the kingdom of Honorary Rodland, and no one believes that just a few magic crystals can control them. Now it seems that the cooperating party has done what it says, but I don't know if those magic crystals are poisoned. product refined.

"Lu, what's so happy." The imperial man walked over from the other side with a hexagonal stick hammer and asked loudly at the top of his voice.

"Those knights have rebelled, and now a qiēshun lì!" The youth leader with the face of Cheweiss said excitedly, and then remembered something and asked, "Why are you back?" Magic Gunpowder Ready? ”

"Half of the fan is buried, don't worry, even if you can't bury it, it's enough, not to mention the princes and nobles, even if it's the kings of the golden top...... Well, that's too big a word, so I'll just say it...... Let's just say those swordsmen and sword masters, even if they throw all the swordsmen from all over the world into it, they will definitely send them all to see Luna if they detonate. The deputy head of the mercenary regiment came over and said unhurriedly: "I came here to sue you, I just received a notice from the spies that a group of people are rushing to me, saying that they are still near the city gate, and I estimate that they should be close at this time." ”

"So fast?" The youth leader was stunned for a moment, "What person?" ”

"Knights of the Wind of Neomy." These five big and three rough men also showed solemnity in their eyes.

The youth leader suddenly said, "It turned out to be them, but I didn't expect to come to the martial arts conference." He nodded, he attached great importance to this news, and immediately called the mercenaries beside him to mobilize the other mercenaries who were resting.

"Have faith?" The deputy group of the big man asked in a rough voice.

"What are you afraid of, isn't it just running fast? We're running fast, too! As long as they are soldiers, we are not? The youth leader snorted, although he valued the other party, but he was not too worried, "Besides, our reinforcements will arrive soon, and then the knight will be knight to knight, hum, there are also looks." ”

As he spoke, there were thunderstorms on the avenue in front of the arena, and from here he could see the dust flying, and it was obvious that a large number of cavalry were approaching quickly. The youth leader from the Gondovana continent put up an iron shield with a horn emblem and a halberd in one hand and walked to the front of the team. Behind him, one mercenary after another stood in a conical position, with a shield in his left hand and a variety of long-handled weapons in his right hand, and the deputy regimental commander holding a hexagonal prismatic hammer stood at the back of the line, waiting for the cavalry to arrive.

At the end of the street, kamikaze knights can already be seen.

The youth leader Lu slowly squatted down, lowered his body and stared at the cavalry in front of him, and the short-handled battle halberd suddenly popped out a section of the extended halberd, and then muttered in a low voice.

"For the Empire—"

In the main hall of Pound Unium, a black mist floats in a huge Ionic column. On the gilded throne on the high platform sat the half-dead man who seemed to never leave.

Life and death, light and darkness.

Beside him was not the giant with a loud voice, but an old wizard. This time, the old wizard did not hide in the darkness, but stood with his staff on his hand, and asked and answered questions with a clear eye, which is rare in the darkest judgment.

"You think Mierte will be captured."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Pope Hope will die?"

"I'm afraid not, Your Majesty, the power of the Barron Empire is enough to contain the Hope Church, and the high-ranking assassins of Assasin are too expensive after all."

"The Kings Guards will collapse?"

"Our Banshee Force has been infiltrating for a long time, controlling one-tenth of the Mierte guards, it is not difficult to seize the surveillance point, if you can kill the commander, the guards will collapse and grow, my king."

"The garrison outside the city will attack the royal city?"

"Definitely, my king, Sandru has arrived at Mierte, presumably his assassination operation can be completed as planned, in this way, the human family will spare no effort to support our operation, although the general who commands the garrison is useless, but with the support of his family, and Sandru perfects the plan, it will not be a problem to seize military power. As for whether the garrison will launch a strong attack on Mierte, this will depend on whether the knights can take the city gate first. ”

The Dark Lord was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

“…… It would be easy for them to take the gates. ”

"Your Majesty knows them better than I do, so according to your judgment, we don't need to think about the assault. Of course, as your most loyal servant, I have already made a plan, so you don't have to worry.

Before the old wizard could finish speaking, the man on the throne suddenly turned his head, and the side of the skull only stared at the wizard, and the old wizard was suddenly so shocked that he knelt on one knee: "I'm sorry, my king, I'm talking too much." ”

“…… Get up. The Dark Lord spoke slowly, his tone losing his previous inquiry. He skipped to ask if the Royal Anglican Knights would defect, as if in his mind, the King's most trusted army was bound to defect.

The old wizard trembled and stood up with his staff.

"There is no royal government, no ecclesiastical power, no city guards, no state knights, no city guards."

"What else do they have?"

"Nothing."

The King of Darkness muttered to himself, then slowly lowered his head, "Your plan is good. ”

The old wizard was overjoyed, and knelt down again, "It's my honor to share my king's worries—"

But the half-alive, half-dead man suddenly stood up!

"But you should never forget one."

The old wizard was shocked, not understanding what he had done wrong, "Please make it clear to my king!" ”

In the eyes of the king's living man, it was as if he had seen the glorious city through space. In his voice, every word was cold, and the pure killing intent without hatred rippled throughout Pound Yunim.

"The son of the uniform, he must die." (To be continued......)