People in this chapter: (Edward Hallengoth), (Rutgers Hallongoth), (Ramsay), (Arya), (Teemo), (Lanned). ≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡

Chapter 033: (Blood Hatred)

Blood will continue to beg bloodshed, and hatred will continue to beg hatred.

From the moment the first drop of blood was shed, the fate of this battle was sealed.

A cavalry of dozens of people, pacing under the misty sky of the night, shrouded in a solemn atmosphere. In the moonlight, the shiny blade of the unsheathed sword reflected a blurred light.

It dazzles people's eyes, and it will also dissipate the tranquility behind the worst of the gloom. In the dark night, there was a smell of blood and hatred.

The adjutant beside him called out to Rutgers from his thoughts. He slowly raised his right hand, which held a sharp sword.

Although he didn't know whether everything he had done was wrong or right, the fact that things had come to this point left him with no room to turn around. Even if it was wrong, it would only make him more completely wrong.

Rutgers once had the honor that belonged to him, but ambition often tempted him to do the most despicable things. His ardent thirst for power pushes him to become unscrupulous, and at the same time cold-blooded and ruthless. Even if he bears the title of the spurned family killer in the world, he does not hesitate to do so.

With his slam wave of his right hand, Rutgers's heart, which had been hanging high in his chest, also fell to the ground. Even his relatives whose blood is dissolved in water can kill the killer, and he naturally will not be merciful to these strange Rhodoks.

The dull sound of a whining horn suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, disturbing the peace and silence of the woods.

A group of black-armored knights, armed with shining spears and sharp swords, drove their seated horses to the camp. Anyone who resisted, or who had not yet had time to resist, was either mercilessly trampled under his horse or pierced through his body by a sharp sword.

The brave Rhodoks fought back with their spears and crossbows, and several men dressed as mercenaries raised their weapons and shields. In an instant, the clashing of blades, the violent crash, the miserable wails, and the shouts of anger filled the woods.

These mercenaries and Rhodok knights who were in charge of guarding the caravan were no match for the Svadian knights in steel armor in front of them, and their bodies often fell as soon as they looked at them. It was nothing short of a bloody massacre.

Surprised, Edward looked at these familiar figures, and he saw not only Sir 'Swiftsword' Owen, but also Sir 'Bittersteel' Galahad, and the valiant Sir Gareth Diman, and finally he saw Rutgers in the chaotic camp.

"Stop, stop!" Edward roared as he looked at the familiar figures. But the camp was already engulfed in the miserable wails of the Rhodoks and the clashing of steel, and no one could hear him.

His tent was set on fire, and Arya slept in his tent. Without hesitation, he rushed into the fire and into his tent, but the girl was not inside. Where did she go? He shouted loudly, "Arya, Arya......"

But he didn't hear the girl respond, he only heard the wails outside the tent and the sound of steel from the clashing of blades, and he heard someone calling his name. It was Ranned, it was Lenid calling him, but how he wished it was Arya calling him.

At the moment when Edward rushed in, Lenid called anxiously behind him, "My lord, Lord Edward!" Lenid didn't understand why the knight wanted to rush into the tent that had been burned by the fire, but he knew that the knight might be burned to death.

The double-edged magic sword of war had scarred the Rhodoks and wounded them, and the solid land that gave birth to them was stained with the same blood they had inherited from the same ancestors.

"Stop, my brothers, don't point your swords at these innocent people. This is a senseless slaughter, stop!, brothers, listen to me......" He shouted so vigorously that everyone around him felt a slight ringing in their ears.

Edward's hysterical cries were in the air, carried far and far by the wind. Almost all of them were stunned by the roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth. For a moment, their eyes were focused on the warrior who leaped out of the billowing fireball.

His appearance immediately attracted all the attention of the people around him, but not many people paid attention to what he said. More Svadian knights were struck by the breath that poured out of him, and his countenance.

And the momentum and appearance, but all the black-armored knights vaguely felt familiar. But on this battlefield, they didn't have the heart to think about this familiarity. Because there is no room for distraction here, and the price that one careless person may pay is their precious life.

What's more, when the bloodthirsty and furious emotions stirred up by greed re-dominate their minds, they are more concerned about whether the weapons in their hands can effectively kill and damage their enemies. The cries of the enemy before they were dying had become a joy in their ears that would make them happy.

They, in the thrill of killing, did not pay the slightest heed to Edward's earth-shattering cries. Because this is a battlefield, no one wants to die, and naturally no one wants to stop. Here, there is only one ending - you die or I die.

Some of the black-armored knights recognized him, and some even rode up to him. One of the black-armored knights tried to knock him down, but he dodged sideways, and another black-armored knight swung his sword at him, and he had to raise his sword to block.

Edward pulled the black-armored knight off his horse and commanded loudly, "Stop, I'm your commander, Knight Edward Harongoth. ”

The black-armored knight was silent, and once again swung his sword at him. Edward had no doubt that the other party recognized him, but the other party still swung his sword at him. Edward thought to himself: They want my life, but I am their commander.

Two more black-armored knights joined the battle, and two black-armored knights attacked him from different directions, and these black-armored knights cooperated tacitly, and they were both offensive and defensive. But Edward once had a glorious record of one against five on the training ground.

"In my capacity as commander of the Second Banner Battalion of the Order, I order you to stop. "These black-armored knights are no match for him, but they are his former brothers, and the sword in Edward's hand has always shifted the vital parts of the opponent at the last moment.

But they showed no mercy to his men, and every blade stabbed by several black-armored knights was resolute and fierce, and they did not show the slightest mercy, they wanted his life to be taken, not to capture him alive.

Not far away, Rutgers was looking at them. The murderer's face had a mixed expression of surprise and disdain. What shocked him was that his illegitimate brother was not dead, and what made him disdain was that this Rhodok mongrel was actually mixed up with a group of Rhodok mountain guys.

Edward was stabbed in the right arm, and he was stabbed in the left shoulder, but they still didn't stop. A sharp sword stabbed him in the back, which was completely unexpected by him. He was nearly stabbed in the back by the sword, but it was Lenid who saved him.

Ranid shot the black-armored knight in the neck with his crossbow, relieving Edward. Even the black-armored knights wrapped in steel armor don't mean they're invincible. They also have weaknesses, and that is his throat and armpits.

The knights had to leave gaps in their armpits to wield their weapons under bulky armor, and they had to leave gaps around their necks to move their heads hidden under helmets. And Lenid happens to be familiar with the Knight's weaknesses in both areas.

One of the black-armored knights fell beside him, followed by two other black-armored knights, and Edward was forced to knock them down. He killed them, but he was forced by them, he didn't want to hurt them, but he had to do it.

Edward, this real man who seems to be strong. Who would have thought that he would be as sad and weeping as a woman. Although it was only one drop or two, it also made Lenid realize that the knight was not insulated from tears.

In fact, the knight did not shed tears, but it was not a sad moment. And now, it was Edward's sad moment. It's just that he has no tears to shed, and now he is bleeding! bright red blood......

"You greedy bandits," Teemo roared angrily. "Come on, we won't be restrained!" he stabbed a Swadia knight who was charging at him, holding a spear.

But the spear he stabbed out of it was cut off by the other man's sword, and he fell to the ground along with the arm that held the spear. In an instant, blood gushed out from his severed arm and poured on the grass around him.

Before the Rhodok merchant could let out a wail of pain from the pain, the next moment, his throat was slashed by the other party's lightning sword, and blood gushed out of his body again, but this time it was a fatal blow.

Timo clutched his neck and fell to the ground, but he didn't have another hand to stop the bleeding from his severed arm. Even if he held his neck to prevent the blood from coming out, how long did he live, his wounds could not be reconstituted, and he was slowly dying.

The one-armed man standing not far away witnessed this with his own eyes, his anger erupting like a volcano, and he raised his greatsword in his hand and rushed like a wounded beast towards the Svadian knight who had killed his son, and that man was Owen 'Swift Sword'.

Edward's actions seemed to be nothing more than useless, and he was silent, like a lifeless bronze statue. No one could feel the sadness in his heart as vast as the sea, and naturally no one could predict his subsequent actions.

He cut into the crowd like a storm, and Edward swung his blood-stained sword to the ground, knocking one black-armored knight after another to the ground. At this moment, they are no longer his brothers, but his enemies.

Ignoring the adjutant's resistance, Rutgers rushed out of the crowd of guards with his weapon in hand, and rushed towards his bastard brother. Rutgers plans to kill him one more time, and this time, he will remove the head of the wild seed with his own hands to make sure that his bastard brother does not come back to life. ≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡≡