The armor of the noble knights was much more ornate than that of the wandering knights.

It is much more sturdy.

Because their fathers should always have some dignity for their children who are going to be on an errand under the Earl.

This is not only for the safety and combat effectiveness of the younger generations, but also for the comparison between the noble ranks.

Therefore, on the armor of these knights, you can often see gold strokes, intricate and luxurious etching textures.

A small shield attached to the heart is engraved with their respective family coats of arms.

When the Earl came in a panic, there was no need for superfluous command arrangements.

The noble knights in the first row, equipped with swords and shields, automatically gave way to a hole, so that the Earl could rush directly into the protective circle of the battle array.

In Stesa's eyes, when he saw the noble guard group under his command, he burst out with an extremely strong desire to survive.

He also knew that the combat effectiveness of these knights was different from that of ordinary soldiers and wandering knights.

That's the difference made with money!

He was full of joy and rushed into the gap in the battle array.

But just as he passed by the sword and shield knights in the front row, he was about to rush into the protective circle.

The familiar voice sounded again.

"Get down, Lord Earl!"

The verbal name is not out of respect, but because of banter.

Staõe's pupils trembled, and instinctively, he jerked to the ground.

In the next moment, there was another familiar feeling on his scalp, oppressed by the wind.

Those were two war hammers, picked up from the corpses of a group of people just now.

The speed of the projectile brought a terrible wind sound.

At the moment when everyone didn't react, they smashed directly into the formation that was opened!

"Pong!" *2

Solid steel collides with hollow steel! That sound hurts your eardrums!

The two tall rear knights, whose helmets were originally cone-shaped and protruding, were directly smashed into it by the flying war hammers!

Even though they are different in size and position, their striking positions are surprisingly consistent!

Blood spurted out of the helmet's breathing grille like juice.

Not even a chance to scream.

With a body of about 110 kilograms attached to the armor, the upper body was directly hit back by the impact and hit the knights behind him.

The sudden weight broke the center of gravity of the rider behind him, and he crashed into a piece of it.

Two war hammers, killing two and knocking over six. Eight in total.

The formation of the noble knights was scattered.

It's not the kind of short-term change of formation under control just now, but it's really scattered!

Among the several sword and shield knights in the front row, there seems to be a leader-like character.

On his helmet stood a few pheasant tail feathers, beautiful and ostentatious.

At this point, he immediately raised his shield and shouted.

"The shield guards close!"

He was the first to react to the severity of the problem after the sudden change in the situation.

The battle formation is one of the decisive factors that affect the outcome of the battle.

He had never heard of a broken knight order that could come back from defeat.

Now he understood.

The earl who ran over was originally a means for the other party to force them to temporarily change their formation!

Taking advantage of the window period of changing formations, the combat effectiveness of their group of people was weakened by at least seventy percent in less than ten seconds!

He didn't know who the other party was, and he didn't know why the other party had such great self-confidence.

Confident that he can complete the formation attack on the noble escort regiment in less than ten seconds.

There is no point in exploring this, because your own formation has already dispersed.

He could only do his best to make amends, and to do his best to send the Count to a safer rear.

"The shield guards are closed! Immediately! ”

He let out another shout, waking up his stunned colleagues.

But it's time for this reaction. It's too late.

"Knock knock!"

In the dark shadows far away from the hallway, it looked like some mad beast was charging and galloping!

Just stepping on the ground can make this building made of stone tremble slightly.

The voice was rapid and terrifying, and it was still on the other side of the corridor when it first sounded, but it was a blink of an eye.

Just by hearing, you can tell that the other party has advanced more than ten meters!

This corridor is only twenty meters in total!

The noble knight of the tail feather helmet, the eyes under the helmet stared nervously at the darkness deep in the corridor.

He felt as if everything had slowed down.

The shouts of his colleagues and crowds around him who were urgently moving towards him slowed down.

Until in the shadows, a tall figure rushed out!

Even in his slower perspective, the other party is as fast as a shadow!

But every time the other party steps on the ground, it can clearly show how terrifying the other party's self-weight is.

Of course, the volume of a person is larger than that of a warhammer, so the wind pressure caused by this person's sprint is even more fierce than the warhammer thrown just now!

It was like a gust of wind passing through.

The noble knight of the tail feather helmet instinctively raised his shield to block the middle between himself and the other party.

But the man, like a charging bear, slammed on the ground before his shield.

There was a tremor in the stone ground.

Then this guy, who was very heavy when he heard the footsteps, jumped straight up to a height of more than two meters!

Under the helmet, the eyes of the noble knight unconsciously widened to the maximum, and the perspective shifted upward.

The man was in mid-air, his body shrinking into a half-squatting position, and the next moment.

"Bang!"

A boot with a plate armor on the top of his head stomped on the helmet of a noble knight!

Under the huge impact, the eyes in the helmet of the noble knight rolled white, and his upper body fell back as if it had been broken.

Boots that fall from the sky step on the helmet and stomp directly to the ground!

Tiny dust was shaken out of the cracks in the ground, and tiny cobweb-like cracks spread from the skull landing.

The helmet was under the soles of the feet, and it didn't look like it could put down a human head at all.

Until this time, the sword and shield knights who were shouting at their feet were far from regrouping.

Ran's run from the end of the corridor to a distance of twenty meters took a long time. Less than one and a half seconds!

Moreover, he ran out with a guy in his arms.

In a chaotic formation of aristocratic knights, Lan En, who stepped on a human head and burst in, threw out a glass kettle.

A sword and shield soldier has a good quality, and he raised his shield in time to block the kettle.

The glass collided with the wooden-clad shield and shattered into pieces, scattering the liquid in the pot.

Although Stessa's estate was built large, it was only a corridor after all.

The knights in heavy armor had nowhere to hide.

The knight carrying the shield took a few deep breaths in his helmet, and then a panicked cry was heard.

"It's lamp oil! Disperse! Scattered"

Before he could finish shouting a few words, Lan En had already raised his left hand expressionlessly and gently pinched out the magic seal.

"Igni."

With a "boom", the flames attached to the oil and flowed on the ornate armor of the knights.

Eighteen of them, including the knights who had been lying on the ground since the beginning, were now covered in flames.

Now, there are five more.

The golden Quinn Seal encircled Lan's body, and the flames couldn't hurt him for a while.

With the sound of steel grinding, Lan En pulled out his sword in the midst of the fire and walked out.

Five noble knights now guarded Count Stetsa in the middle.

seems to be strong-willed, but those pairs of iron boots are hesitantly rubbing back and forth.

"Knights, adjust your breathing. Your minds are in turmoil right now. ”

The blade as clear as water hung by his side, and Lan En calmly approached the remaining five people.

The flames burned behind him, and the men trapped in the armor were scratching, bumping, wailing, and screaming like crazy.

Lan En's face was pitch black against the firelight, only the cat's eyes, which were faintly shining.

"Adjusted? Then I'll attack it. ”

There was only one way up the stairs behind them, and the five noble knights swallowed and looked at each other.

With a battle cry, they all charged towards Lanen

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