Chapter 449: The Final Battle
The soldiers who fled for refuge, as well as the panicked and helpless people, the arrival of the Byron Imperial warship instantly shattered the jubilant atmosphere on the island, and the continuous sound of artillery caused Lin Qiuzhen to deaf his ears. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Under Ryan's leadership, his subordinates rushed to the barracks not far away, Lin Qiu was about to leave to go out to find out, but the innkeeper suddenly grabbed his arm.
"Mr. Luther, everyone is going to die this time, isn't it?" she asked.
Everything in front of them perfectly illustrates the cruelty of falling from heaven to hell, and earlier, the soldiers excitedly sang the news of the end of the war. Even ordinary people who knew nothing about war had a hunch in their hearts that this might be the first time in decades that the knights of the Byronic Empire had destroyed the coastal defenses of Holutiah.
Seeing that Lin Qiu didn't speak, she continued: "Everything is over, this is all a conspiracy of the Byron Empire, and we are the ones who fail in the end, right?"
This sudden change made Lin Qiu stunned for a long time, and then he vaguely remembered the contents of the file that he had "stolen" from Albert. This was the last battle before peace, and the Byronic Empire tricked Alyssa and her troops into Solan Harbor in the name of reconciliation, and secretly arranged for the Byron Empire's most elite fleet at the time to launch a surprise attack on the defense line of Sunny Beach one night through the dense fog belt.
Then, the Iron Cavalry of the Byronic Empire occupied and destroyed the coastal defenses with lightning speed, and almost took control of the coastal areas. Even historians can't suppress their admiration as they write this history—it would be a gamble to let the fleet into the fog belt, and if they lost contact in the sea of fog, it would be tantamount to self-destruction and victory for Horutia.
Another school of historians claims that this was the dying throes of the Byronic Empire.
The two sides are at loggerheads, but the inescapable reality is that the Iron Horsemen of the Byron Empire once occupied the strait area of Herutia, and if it weren't for Alyssa having killed almost all the assassins who ambushed her and took the port of Solan in one fell swoop, I am afraid that the victory or defeat of the Hundred Years War would have been completely rewritten.
"Luther, Luther?" shouted Luther, dressed in light armor, outside the door, "What's wrong with you today?
A sheepskin coat is not the proper posture of a warrior.
Lin Qiu couldn't help but glance at the restless proprietress as another statistic that could not be ignored was that the cavalry of the Byron Empire had slaughtered all the captives and quartermasters after occupying Sunshine Beach. If history is used to answer the question of the proprietress then the answer is yes - not only her, but the vast majority of people on the beach at the moment are not spared.
"Mr. Luther?" The proprietress was a little desperate when she saw Lin Qiu passing by her.
In this case, silence is equivalent to acquiescence. Her shop is not far from the beach, and if the enemy takes over the coast, her fate can be imagined. But even if she ran now, she didn't know where to flee.
"Ah, if it were Luther, it would have been all over. Lin Qiu picked up the long sword on the stage, but fortunately, after inexplicably turning into Luther, his body was still surging with familiar power. If he was just a knight with a silver emblem in this situation, then I really don't know what to do.
"Sure enough, even Mr. Luther ......"
"The good news is, I'm not Luther. He raised his hand at her and walked out of the tavern without looking back.
This battle is probably the most dangerous battle in Luther's life, Ryan and his knights were defeated inland, and the iron cavalry of the Byron Empire chased them all the way to the current location of the royal capital, if it were not for the natural danger of the jungle, I am afraid that Ryan would also die on the battlefield.
But if Luthor wants to use this battle to kill him, it can only be said that he has found the wrong opponent.
As far as Lin Qiu knew, the war had been fought for a hundred years, and the two countries had suffered countless casualties, but only one nobleman was allowed to send Templars to the battlefield.
"Luther, where's your armor?" Ziegler's face flushed, and his voice stumbled a little. Ryan and his knights together were less than ten, and the knights of the Byron Empire on the beach were so black that they couldn't count how many of them had dispatched.
"If you're really drunk, go and organize the defense in the rear to wake up the bar, you won't be able to go to the battlefield at all!" even Ryan, who was running, said loudly, "I don't want my good knights to die because of a bottle of wine." ”
As they spoke, several men had crossed the barracks and came to the perimeter of the coast.
After a short period of panic, Holutia organized his soldiers in a short time and had formed teams of different sizes to resist without fear of death. In the time that the soldiers had earned with their lives, many drunken people completely sobered up, put on armor, clenched their weapons, and returned to the battlefield.
"Listen to me, let's drive the bastards of the Byron Empire out of our land!" Ryan's loud cry encouraged many people, who was not yet a king at the time, but just one of many lords. The entire coastal defense of the Holuthia League was built by the great lords of the nations.
"That man is the lord, kill him!"
"Another lord has been found here!"
While encouraging the soldiers, Ryan's shouting also successfully attracted the attention of the Imperial Knights of Byron, and the nearby enemy troops consciously outflanked several people.
This war has been fought for hundreds of years, and the two sides have long known the roots. Therefore, the knights of the Byron Empire understood that under the unique system of Helutiah, the killing of only one lord was equivalent to crushing his entire knighthood, and the lord was usually the target of fire on the battlefield.
"Array, swear to protect Lord Ryan to the death!"
"Defend Lord Ryan to the death!"
Ziegler and the others had seen this scene no less than a hundred times, and they quickly opened up the formation, two knights with huge shields on their backs blocked in front of Ryan, one left and one right, and the rest of the nimble men were sternly defending in all directions, and once they fell, their comrades behind them would immediately make up for their positions.
"Luther, you're not in good shape today, go to the back!" Ziegler said solemnly after setting up the formation.
As warriors, they knew in their hearts that this was almost a battle to the death, and courage did not play much role in the face of an enemy who outnumbered them several times their number, but it was their duty as warriors, and every few minutes they fought for had the potential to allow the commanders in the rear to re-establish an effective defensive line!
"Luther, you...... Why are you still wearing a sheepskin coat!, and your armor?" Ziegler didn't look back, but when he looked back, he almost dragged his weapon.
Lin Qiu was dressed in a sheepskin coat and held an ordinary knight's sword in his hand, which didn't look like he was here to fight at all. Without the protection of armor, a knight of an enemy country could kill him with a single sword.
"Go back and put on your armor! you can't ......"
"Why are you so verbose!" Facing the chattering Ziegler, Lin Qiu wanted to hammer him before the battle.
Before the words fell, something happened that made Ziegler even more dumbfounded.
Under his gaze, Luther, who was supposed to be guarding the rear, suddenly rushed forward with a sword like a chicken's blood.