Chapter 115: Inside the City

The siege of Jones stopped for a while.

However, Jones still gritted his teeth, for fear that if he let go of his breath and stop the 'rage', he would die on the spot.

As for Adam, who had been penetrated by the giant sword, he had now stopped moving, and his limbs hung down weakly, swaying like a rag.

When Jones discovered the Western cavalry's dodge of the greatsword and Adam's corpse, he took the opportunity to find a war horse, sat on it, and put Adam's corpse on horseback as a trophy.

Ti Mei was the only one who survived in his more than thirty years of the Scorching Division, but now he was also stained with blood all over his body, and blood beads were constantly dripping, only the one eye was still blazing, reflecting the firelight.

"It's ......" Jones wanted to ask Ti Mei "can you still move", but when he found that his throat was blocked by blood, he couldn't make a sound at all, so he had to give up talking and make a few gestures.

Ti Mei raised his sword indifferently, and his one-eyed eyes kept scanning the surrounding Western Cavalry, which was full of hatred and anger.

As for the knights of the West, they are now arguing, and the quarrel is nothing more than whether to withdraw from the army or continue to fight.

Retirement,

I can't go back and explain to Duke Tywin.

It is also very dangerous to continue fighting, the black knight has not fallen, and now that Sir Adam is dead, no one wants to be a bird.

And there are new enemies coming, and if you don't leave, I'm afraid there will be no chance.

......

Jones took advantage of their quarrel to swing his greatsword a few times, startling a few ordinary Westside soldiers, and walked out with Timei's "swaggering" horse.

Although a few jazzes shouted "Don't let the Black Knight go", no one really dared to rush up to stop them, and finally could only watch Jones and Tiem break out of the encirclement.

Timei even turned around and made a throat-slitting threat gesture at the hundreds of Western cavalry.

Jones could only sigh at this.

Because they are not now free from the threat of death at all.

Adam was right when he died, it wasn't the northern cavalry that came, and the western cavalry didn't need to be afraid.

Jones knew better, not only weren't the Northern cavalry, they weren't even infantry—because Lava City hadn't trained infantry yet.

So who's coming?

Jones actually knew,

It's the men who work.

Don't look at these people who are mighty and powerful, but when they really encounter cavalrymen wearing plate armor and chain mail and armed with steel weapons, they play a role in sending people to their heads and even boosting the morale of the enemy.

While Jones doesn't want to admit it, the gap in equipment and training can't be erased with enthusiasm.

A few heavy cavalry can slaughter the civilians of a village, let alone more than 600 heavy cavalry here.

Therefore, Jones rushed out before the group of head-giving guys actually fought the cavalry, ready to drive them back quickly.

However, it backfired.

Perhaps the group was too familiar with this kind of collective activity when they were usually working, or they were really worried about the life and death of his good lord, and Jones would stop them a few hundred meters away from the Western Cavalry.

Ignoring the shock, Jones pulled a torch and recharged it as he yelled at the only two horseback cavalrymen from the North, "What about the other brethren?"

Xu was frightened by the bloody face of Jones after opening the mask, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was spurting blood, and the northern cavalry who was called out of the tower by Little Green's parents before stammered when he spoke.

"And ...... There were more than eighty brothers...... In the rush from the castle, other ...... The others were taken away by Carter, Ronna, and several adults. ”

"That's not going to give the fuck now," Jones yelled with blood from the corner of his mouth, did this guy really think that these civilians could hold off the heavy cavalry.

"When they die, they die......" the northern cavalry said what he really thought.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another old northern cavalryman, "Got it, my lord. ”

Then the old northern cavalry began to roar back and forth.

For these untrained civilians, it is also a problem to prevent the retreat from turning into an escape.

At this time, the Western Cavalry behind really moved again.

Interested Westerners should have seen clearly that it was a group of civilians coming, and even guessed the fact that there were no northern cavalry in Lava City now.

Maybe they wanted to keep catching the Black Knights, or maybe they wanted to do something simpler, like slaughtering Lava City.

In short, they are like desperate people who see a ray of sunshine and decide to do something more to save themselves before they go back to face the ruthless punishment of the ruthless Duke Tywin.

......

Jones is now almost awake even if he is charged.

He seemed to be going to fall asleep in this dark night at any time, and if he was not careful, he would be completely buried in it.

His ability comes from blood, and he fought all day, and now his blood is almost dry, but the last will is strong.

So after ordering the retreat, Jones did not hold back, but drove directly to the city with Ti Mei.

Time's injuries are also severe, and both of them must find Bachelor Coburn as soon as possible.

In the middle, Jones just stopped when he encountered the nearly 100 northern cavalry caught in the crowd, gave the order to retreat to defend the city, and did not fight with the enemy outside the city, and rushed to the city again.

......

After escaping from the brothel, the "clever ghost" Little Green clearly realized that he could not take revenge on the group of people who killed his sister with only his early tens, so he rushed to the direction of the castle - only by finding the lord could he avenge his sister.

But before he could reach the castle, the outer city was already in chaos, and he saw countless men rushing out of the taverns and the wooden houses along the road with weapons and running wildly through the streets.

Under the night moon, the hustle and bustle of the outer city "boomed", and fools knew that something big had happened.

"What's going on?" he asked loudly, holding an adult, "what are you doing?"

"It's none of the kids," the man who was pulled was impatient.

"Tell me," cried Little Green incessantly.

"Your Excellency is besieged by the Westfrontier outside the city, let go!" the man shook off Little Green and blended into the crowd of people running wildly, walking farther and farther away in the moonlight.

Little Green was stunned on the spot, "Westfrontier Yankee, outside the city, why are you outside the city?"

I don't know how long I thought about it, but in the end, Little Green gritted his teeth and joined the running crowd.

It wasn't clear what he was going to do, but he didn't want to wait any longer.

......

Sir Barry felt much better after venting on the prostitute, and reverted to his glorious knightly appearance.

As for the woman who tortured to death, she was nothing more than a lowly prostitute, and he believed that Kuimu would take care of it.

Then he visited some friends and got in touch with each other.

However, when he got to his third friend, the outer city began to be in turmoil.

"The Black Knight is actually besieged by the Western Cavalry outside the city!"

Although he didn't know when the Black Knight went out or when the Westside Cavalry came, he knew his chance had come.

He was not the only clever man, and Sir Barry's companions realized this, and they quickly reunited after the meeting.

This time, not only ten knights in full armor, but also their respective squires, relatives, and Kuimu and some of his men, scattered together to gather more than sixty people.

Moreover, the weapons of these people are obviously much better than those civilians, and after pouring into the crowd, they instantly become a "savior's heart" appearance, winning the favor of many civilians.