Chapter 111: Climax (Pleading for Subscription)

No one could have imagined that Augustus, who could almost pick the fruits of victory at his fingertips, would suddenly face a desperate situation, and no one could have imagined that Count Christopher, who had given up resistance and chose to wait for death, would once again choke fate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Augustus clenched his greatsword.

If you want to escape, there is little hope, and if you don't resist, you will definitely die, this really didn't choose the necessary multiple-choice question that didn't make him hesitate at all, facing the flickering spear in the hand of the knight in front of him, without deliberately hinting at Katieani who was standing behind him, the two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and suddenly they were in front of them Count Christopher tacitly and resolutely bloomed their strength, and captured the thief first to capture the king? No, in fact, Augustus didn't think so much, he just knew clearly that if he controlled Christophe, the rest of the knights would naturally fall apart.

Fortunately, the terrain of the low stone houses was narrow, and there was no room for the 200-strong knights to charge, but unfortunately, because of the narrow terrain, the crowded Christopher knights only needed to turn around to stand in front of Count Christopher.

Augustus, who has stepped out of the category of 'Awakened Knight' and stepped into the realm of 'Rule Knight', is comparable to level 5 fighting spirit, plus Christopher's elite knight is either dead or taken away by his only heir, at this time, the knight who blocked Augustus in front of him could not stop Augustus at all, his big sword just came into contact with a knight's spear, and the next moment he blatantly cut off the knight's spear, directly pierced the armor, and stabbed into the knight's chest, which can be described as domineering - However, unfortunately, there were too many knights after all, piercing the heart of a knight, and Augustus soon had at least 6 spears beside him, causing him to abandon his intentions and quickly retreat to the stone house behind him, looking for an opportunity again.

Now he is far from being compared to Albert after all.

The immediate Count Christopher still looked indifferent.

He didn't feel the amazing growth of little Augustus's strength, no matter what, he finally had this opportunity, then of course Augustus in his eyes could only be a dead man; he turned his head to look at Alfred's number one knight, and realized that even if Katieani had brazenly harvested the lives of his five knights, it would never be possible to break through the knight's encirclement for a while, so he finally jumped off the horse with his sword in hand.

Since it was this little guy who drove him all the way to his death, and he was the one who buried the little guy's father in the first place, then he was happy to send him to his father's side with his own hands.

He walked slowly towards little Augustus, who was like a trapped beast with his back to the stone house, calm, and did not speak.

The knights around them, aware of their count's intentions, clenched their spears and stopped in their tracks.

Augustus quietly narrowed his eyes and changed his blood-stained sword from his right hand to his left, and he sneered, "Are you going to give me a decent way to die?" ”

"You're welcome, remember to say hello to your father when the time comes. ”

The stereotypical sound landed, and the long sword in the hand of Count Christopher suddenly stabbed out, stabbing into Augustus's heart, Augustus also brazenly chose to collide with Christopher head-on; Christopher wanted to cut off his head with his own hands, and Augustus didn't know whether he could escape from this siege, the key was whether he could seize the only opportunity given to him by Christopher and defeat Christopher.

The answer seemed to be revealed in an instant.

Although the strength of the fighting spirit obviously focuses on agility and speed, and the long sword in Christopher's hand is also as dexterous as a poisonous snake, when the big sword and the long sword in Augustus's hand collide directly, in the face of Christopher, who is still stable in pace, Augustus still retreats one after another, obviously there is a significant disparity in strength; 。

He gave up any so-called skill, and he also gave up the power control that he insisted on every day, that is, with the purest force, he retreated again and again, and charged Christopher again and again.

Christopher also had no chance to use his agility and speed to the advantage, and he also killed all hope in Augustus in the most direct way under Augustus's undaunted charge.

The screeching sound of the big sword colliding with the long sword was endless.

Even though the great sword was already all over the gap, and the corners of Augustus's mouth and lips were covered with blood, Augustus still had a firm look in his eyes.

It's just that the gap in strength is insurmountable after all, and under Christopher's indifferent expression, Augustus's resoluteness can only be tragic and pitiful.

......

The black area outside Morgan was lit red by torches, and the sound of metal clashing was filled, and the entire area seemed to be shrouded in the shadow of death.

Suddenly, a heart-palpitating and tragic wail suddenly erupted from the outermost knights of Christopher, and with the terrible howl of more than one person, the knights behind the small stone house behind Augustus suddenly fell into a panic panic, like an apple that had been bitten, and a gap suddenly appeared in the Knights of Christopher, which was originally round and surrounded the small stone house, although this gap was still not close to the small stone house, but the knights around the stone house still subconsciously filled the gap。

There, the 40 Purple Iris Knights who had infiltrated Christopher's heart with Augustus charged at the same time, trying to open a breach and create an escape route for Augustus.

It's just a pity that they took off their armor and left the warhorse, otherwise the Purple Iris Knight, whose general strength is maintained at about level 5, would really be able to fight their way out.

The gap advanced slowly at a speed barely visible to the naked eye, and Christopher's knights quickly filled it as well.

Augustus, who was once again shocked by the powerful force, stuck his whole body on the wall of the stone house, he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, squinted his eyes and stared at Christopher in front of him, he gasped violently, he knew that it was his knight who came, but he also knew that it was still impossible to break through the siege and meet him, so he would not have the excitement of escaping death at all.

Christopher gasped slightly, too, and after determining that little Augustus had no way of escaping, he casually glanced at the panic behind the stone house.

And it was his casual glance that created another opportunity for Augustus.

Even Christopher himself didn't feel what was going on in his sudden mental trance, this feeling was terrifying, but he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and there was an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart without warning, Christopher's hand holding the long sword even subconsciously clenched tighter - and then when he suddenly woke up, he saw that Augustus, who had left the small stone house while he was in this trance, had already tried to kill his knight and join up with the knight who had come to meet him.

"Could it be that he created that feeling? How else could he have been able to accurately grasp a moment in his trance?"

A terrible feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, Christopher suppressed his shock, and stared at little Augustus who was besieged by his knights again, he still knew very well that the most important thing he needed to do at this time was not to think about these irrelevant things, but to cut off the head of little Augustus.

He slashed his sword and pressed towards Augustus again.

It seemed that the tide would gradually tilt in this brutal stalemate, and eventually it would turn in Christopher's favor.

Christopher knew this, and Augustus also knew it, they all knew that even if the Purple Iris Knight arrived in time, if he wanted to change the tide of the battle, there was basically no hope for Count Christopher, who had a knight order of 200 people.

......

However, just because they know it doesn't mean everyone in the room knows it.

No one in the midst of the tense war noticed that Viscount Franklin, who had come with Christopher and had been riding beside Christopher, had lifted the knight's mask on his face at some point, revealing his square and resolute face, and the heavy eyebrows on his eyes.

His eyes were completely complicated.

He is the lord of Morgan City, the heart of Christopher's territory, and is also a side of Christopher's bloodline with Christopher, and since Christopher is theoretically waiting for death recently, he took his knights to temporarily station in Count Christopher's castle, facing death threats from Alfred, and finally appeared in this battlefield of life and death.

During this time, everyone knew that Christopher was already lying in a coffin, but Viscount Franklin, who seemed to be determined to live and die with Christopher, actually did not want to die.

Then the situation in front of him seemed to be his only chance to get rid of death once and for all?

In fact, whenever Franklin remembered that Christopher was actually trying to prevent the establishment of a new diocese and was an enemy of the entire wasteland and even the Holy See of Light, Franklin couldn't help but feel a deep hatred for Christopher who dragged them to death together, so when he had Christopher's blood, he could only helplessly follow him and realized that he had the ability to change the direction of this night's war and directly save the life of Count Alfred, who was closely connected with the Holy See of Light, he couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart。

Especially with the sudden appearance of Alfred's knights, Franklin clearly knew that Count Alfred was not easy to die, and even suspected that Augustus must have other hole cards, he couldn't let go of this opportunity.

He took off the knight's helmet on his head suddenly, and without the slightest hesitation on his square face, he threw away the helmet, he drew the great sword at his waist, and turned to the knight who belonged to him behind him and belonged to the Franklin family, and shouted: "God testifies, Franklin who belongs to the Lord will eventually spit on Christopher, who has betrayed the Lord, and Christopher, who wanders on the edge of darkness, will be judged and punished by the Lord!"

Betrayal and betrayal have always been the indelible theme of the wasteland.

So when Viscount Franklin personally cut off the head of a Christopher knight next to him, the knights of the Franklin family behind him no longer had to hesitate.

The fruits of victory, which had been almost at your fingertips a moment ago, disappeared again, only this time the protagonist was replaced by Lord Count Christopher.

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