Chapter 477: Flying Flags (5)
Flocks of birds flew lightly and nimbly across the sky, their chirping in the silence as they unsuspectingly approached the two opposing groups of knights. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
There was a solemn smell in the air, and the knights straddled their horses and swaggered out in formation, their sharp eyes aggressive, and the light did not shine on their armor and weapons, and finally touched the iron boot stirrups, casting a dark shadow on the ground.
The brewing dark tide was surging, and the knights' performance varied, some were as cold as a glacier, with wisps of murderous intent lingering on their bodies, while others were wheezing heavier and heavier, and their eyes were red.
The sword and the scabbard began to rub, and soon turned into a clang.
The knights gripped their weapons with one hand, tugged at the reins with the other, and pressed the stirrups hard at the same time, and the muscles on their bodies were as hard as iron, and the strength they had nurtured was ready to be unleashed!
As Charon raised the knight's sword into the sky in the distance, their momentum climbed to the peak, and the ferocious murderous intent could no longer be concealed, frantically pouring out of their bodies, sweeping into an invisible storm.
The sword slashed down resolutely, and the birds, sensing the danger, let out a panicked scream, and the whole group turned around and scattered, and the two knights also broke free and rushed forward.
Although they were all members of the Seventh Legion, they were enemies after the Legion Commander divided them and until the victory or defeat was decided.
The roar and shouting of killing spread to the sky, and the flames of fighting spirit were burning, and at this moment, even the puppet war horse showed its hideous side, and the iron hooves slammed the ground, spanning a distance of kilometers in less than ten breaths.
Looking through the gaps in the armor, the knights could clearly see the equally fierce eyes of their opponents, and they could bow their heads in front of the big knights with arrogance, but if they were all knights, how could they have feared anyone.
The blunt-headed knight's spear stabbed resolutely, the air crackled, and in an instant, it had directly picked up the opponent in front of him, and a cloud of white light flew upward.
Before these knights who had won the first chance could let out a hearty cry, the horses had already collided directly with each other, and the sound of a landslide and a crack broke out.
The knights did their best to control, but they were still flung forward by a huge inertia, and the knight's spear stabbed them unceremoniously, just as they had done before.
Although these weapons are specially made to contain the Fighting Qi infused by the Knight, but they cannot transmit output, they are also powerful with sufficient Fighting Qi to support them.
Stabbed hard by the round and blunt spearhead, the knights had a sweet throat, and the dark energy pierced through the armor, directly on their bodies, as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer.
A knight who was aroused to be fierce widened in anger, wanted to use his strong coordination ability to land, as soon as he landed, he would directly fly and attack his enemy.
However, as soon as a beautiful thought appeared in his mind, his whole body was already shrouded in white light, and the power of the space circle directly dragged him away from the place.
"Ahh
The unwilling roar was very short, and as soon as it appeared, it was drowned out by the sound of the armor crashing into the landslide, and the winner was qualified to continue the competition, and the loser had to withdraw gloomily.
The finely carved silver spear was slanted to the ground, half cut into the earth, and the activated six-star mang's magic circle was used as the origin, absorbing the energy released by the spear, and the two rings rotated in reverse, and the knights who had already been marked by the teleportation artifact fell from the air one after another.
In order to avoid real casualties during training, the alliance will equip each legion with a variety of real weapons, as long as the strength of the special weapon continues to exceed the threshold and successfully hits the opponent, the opponent will be injured, the closer to the heart, the higher the damage calculation ratio, and the attack knight will be forced to teleport out of the field if the withstand limit is exceeded.
In fact, this is very close to actual combat, if the special weapon does not stop the output of fighting energy, even if there is no blade to open the edge, the front can also beat a knight to a serious injury and near death, in the battlefield of the two armies, this basically means death.
Of course, not everyone can accept such a ruling, and some people just walk out of the teleportation circle in frustration, but some of them are grumpy, and they have already cursed.
"! Lao Tzu can still fight, just pull me out of the field, what a bird!"
Just as the knight was about to continue the abuse, a cold snort suddenly came from not far away, and Arnoven didn't know when he had come to the outside of the magic array, looking at the "dead" people with expressionless faces.
"The Legion Commander asked me to bring you a message, if anyone is not convinced, you can go to him now, he will use the same strength as your opponent, if you can't stab you, the position of the Legion Leader will let you sit!"
Everyone looked at each other, and the knight who spoke earlier also forcibly suppressed his anger, and looked at Charon who turned his back to them in the distance with fear.
On the day the young knight of the Church family was killed, the cause of death had been submitted to the relevant departments of the alliance, but until now, no one has come to hold accountable for the indiscriminate killing, and who dares to offend the legion leader, the god of killing.
If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't leave the camp at will during this time, it is estimated that a group of people would have gone out to inquire about the origin of their own legion commander.
The white light flashed in the magic array, and hundreds of knights were teleported over, labeled as losers.
"These knights have enough wildness, that is, they are disorganized and independent in battle, and they have not mastered the essence of knightly charging at all. ”
In the field of vision of the Great Knights, the battle that should have been quickly divided between winners and losers turned into a dense and chaotic battle.
There is no denying the spirit of the knights, who tried their best to win, were trampled and attacked after falling off their horses, and were able to avoid the vital points and stand up and slash their horses and men.
Even if there are protective measures, there are still many knights injured, and it would be fine if they were forced to leave the field like before, but it is obviously impossible to be so quick in the melee now.
A knight with bad luck was first stabbed off his horse by a knight's spear, and before he could land, he was knocked away by a roaring horse, and when he hit the ground, his entire arm was broken into a deformity, but the damage he received did not meet the conditions for teleportation, so he could only continue the fight with his injuries.
There are many situations like this, so the two sides are fighting more and more fiercely, if it is not for the deliberate killer will be beheaded by the great knight, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will act impulsively under the stimulus.
In the face of so many opponents of the same level, no matter who they are, they are beginning to be overwhelmed, their fighting energy is violently consumed, blood and sweat are dripping down like slurry, and the energy in their bodies is gradually moving towards a state of scarcity, and the lungs that extract air are so hot that they seem to explode.
However, as time goes on, it has become clear that the minority has won the majority.
According to the overall strength, the side with less than two hundred people in number is weak, but the leader is the pro-guard knights, perhaps they have passed the qi in advance, they have been pressing the formation in the charge, tearing the opponent's formation first, and seizing the opportunity.
Therefore, even if there was a mess in the back, their team still suppressed the opponent step by step, and finally succeeded in interspersing and dividing.
When the last opponent also turned into white light and was teleported away from the battlefield, only a few dozen knights remained on the field.
However, as the victors, they were extremely embarrassed, and their armor was worn and broken in many places.
The knight, whose strength was completely exhausted, sat on the ground with his butt on his head, leaning on the crippled war horse that had fallen to the ground, panting with his head up, but he didn't even want to move a finger.
Pap-Pap-Pap-Pap-Pap--Pap-
The clapping of the Iron Glove soon ceased, and it was clear that Charon had no sincerity in encouraging the victors.
His expression was indifferent, he raised his right hand, the white runes in his palm shone brightly, and the silver spear in the distance immediately gathered the magic circle, drove away the marks left on the knights, and finally flew into the sky with a whoosh.
The silver spear was like a meteor across the sky, shooting directly at Charon, and he didn't blink his eyelids, he just reached out and held it.
The spear and the iron glove rubbed against each other, and sparks flew, but the spear was quickly imprisoned in the palm of his hand and sent into the black hole of storage.
"Each finds his own warhorse, and those who can still stand on the battlefield can ride back to the camp on their horses, and the rest of the victors can run. ”
The knights who gathered were in an uproar, especially the more than 1,200 people who had lost, and they could not even fall well on the victorious side, let alone them.
"As for the defeated knight—"
Charon glanced at the group and said coldly, "You will carry my war horse and run back!" (To be continued.) )