"Looking at their whistling backs, the bright swords and guns, the desperate roars of their companions before they died have been around my ears, even their tall mounts can easily crush the sternum of soldiers, the knight I used to only look up to, the head of the lost body rolled down in front of me, the frightened eyes on the skull, still often appear in my nightmares, I was lucky to be ignored, I can only hold my head tightly in the corner of the battlefield, desperately screaming like a girl......"

-- A soldier of a rebellious army

The sky was covered with white bellies, and the heavy clouds resolutely and stubbornly blocked the further rays of the sun, and on the battlefield below the castle of Baron Leicester Crest, the armor of the soldiers in the battle seemed to be stained with a layer of miserable white light, reflecting the bloodstained, dark red faces of the soldiers on both sides. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the hillside, a stone slowly rolled down and accelerated, followed by more stones of different sizes sliding down happily under the violent vibration, and the 45 punishment knights led by Keith followed the potential energy of the downhill, almost in a few breaths, the unicorn under the crotch had accelerated to the fastest, and with Keith's battlefield gestures, The knights in the charge almost at the same time flattened the 3.5-meter-long cavalry spears in their hands, their bodies bowed slightly, and the whole formation was like a sharp awl, stabbing towards the rebels.

"Click!!" A half-turn, with the help of the weight of the two-handed sword, the Baron Lester struggled to chop a sneak attacker behind him to the ground, after completing this action, the baron stuck the two-handed sword on the ground, and his trembling hands were on the hilt of the sword after some detachment, without any aristocratic elegance gasping desperately, the breath inhaled from the trachea became hot and spicy, and the overloaded lung lobes made the sound of breaking bellows, and even for a moment, the baron wanted to die, after a short breath, The baron straightened the tattered armor on his upper body, and stood up with his right hand, which was covered by chainmail gloves, and directly grabbed the blade of the two-handed sword.

"It seems that many years of leisurely aristocratic life have made me forget the martial arts of my family, and such a short battle has drained my physical strength, and it is really a shame for the swan emblem!" With a bitter smile, the baron's free left hand vigorously wiped the emblem on his chest, which was covered with a thick layer of blood and sweat, and if you looked closely, you could see a white swan with its proud head held high on the small blue shield.

As he was feeling sad alone, the baron felt that the armor was gently being pulled, and turned his gaze suspiciously, and from the back of the city wall to a safe position for the time being, a boy with golden hair, twelve or thirteen years old, was looking up at him, pretending to be strong, a trace of tears had been brewing in the corners of his eyes for a long time, because of his short stature and no suitable armor, some metal was tied together with cowhide ropes, and in his right hand he dragged a long sword almost as high as himself.

"Father, I'm ready, ready to fight with Father! I will swear by the honor of the Crest Swan family, and I will defend the family with my life and live up to the name of the swan! The boy trembled but said with determination.

"Good boy, Ken, the ancestors of the Swan family will be proud of you, God! My baby! The baron, who knelt on one knee in front of Ken, wrapped his arms tightly around his son for a moment, and could no longer maintain a calm expression on his face, and let out a howl that would make the cuckoo cry blood, and his cheek rubbed against his son's still slightly immature face for a long time, and the baron recovered a little, and Ken's subsequent words sent the baron into the depths of hell

"In addition to me, my mother and sister are also here, my father!" The boy squirmed his lips slightly, but as if he had taken away the last trace of the baron's soul, he slowly raised his head, and behind the empty eyes, a woman dressed in a gorgeous lady's costume with the same brilliant blonde hair as the boy, and a baby girl who was still swaddling in her arms slowly walked out of the darkness.

The woman bent down, looked at the half-kneeling baron carefully with pity, her green and delicate fingertips caressed the baron's cheeks, and then slowly took it back with a little determination, with a little reluctance, the fine makeup on her face had already been spilled by tears at this moment, doting on the baby in her arms and the husband and son in front of her, the woman opened her lips slightly and said, "Never give up, my dear husband, the head of the noble Blue Swan family, you must cheer up at all times!" ”

After that, the girl was like her first love, so tilted her head and looked at her beloved with a little naughtiness, and took out a dagger inlaid with precious stones from her waist and pressed it to her chest, "Look, my dear, I also brought this, not only Ken, but here, I can also become a warrior!" ”

"Yes, yes, dear Evely, you are all my pride, you are right, the honor of the Swan family will never allow anyone, especially this group of people who have turned their backs on their dignity, to trample on." The baron, who was trying to clean up his mood and cheer up, stood up, stretched out his arm and gently hugged his lover, and rubbed Ken's hair vigorously with his rough chainmail gloves, and didn't even dare to go back to the battlefield on the city wall again, how could he not know what would happen to his family after the city was broken, Evely's approach was not so much to encourage himself, but to tell himself, "Honey, don't worry, when you die in battle, I will use this dagger, not at the enemy, but at myself......." ”

Returning to the city wall, the baron picked up a shield and slapped a chaotic army in tattered leather armor off the city wall, looking at the less than twenty soldiers around him who could still fight, and the only remaining family knight, let out a beastly roar, exhausted his last physical strength, and rushed like a madman into the middle of the rebels who were constantly pouring into the gap, flesh and blood flying.

"If there is a god, please send down your mercy and save us!!"

On the other side, just as the baron's family almost said goodbye to life and death, the sound of horses' hooves unexpectedly woke up the rebels in the fierce battle, and the triumphant rebel knight and his retinue in front of the camp turned their heads to look behind them in some surprise, but saw the most gorgeous scene they had seen at the end of his life, which was the unique violent beauty of the Knights of Punishment Armed to the Teeth.

The knights of the Knights of the Punishment Order, who had already accelerated to the fastest, all pointed with spears and fingers, and the perfect formation in the charge could almost be used as a teaching material, and the 45 full-body Punishment Knights were like 45 medieval tanks, with 10,000 tons of wind pressure, with the knightly code that has always adhered to the protection of the weak, and with the ambition of their lord to open up the world in the new world, they crashed into the chaotic camp of the chaotic army......