Fifteenth Night Raid

At the door, the prophetess Phil was waiting for him.

"Let me remind you again......" Phil tried to speak, but Ashruphat made a "silence" gesture and walked directly past her.

Men are so arrogant and stupid!, Fei'er thought hatefully. All these worldly knights, every one of them is the same!

But he had no choice but to follow.

In the open space in the center of the city, a hundred or so knights had already gathered.

"Ashrufat, this idea is insane, if you ......" Leo was trying to convince his friend to abandon the plan. At night, lead a hundred or so knights to raid the enemy camp and destroy the opposing magicians. This tactic is simply whimsical. If nothing else, the question of where those magicians are hiding is a big question.

"Leo, we don't have any other choice. Ashrufat replied. "If the wind of magic is right one day, then we can't hold it. ”

"Then I'll go in your place!" William Daly suddenly appeared, he was also fully armed and ready to attack.

"I'm going to clean up the magicians. Don't worry, even if you are a magician, you will die if your head is cut off......!

"Thank you, William Daly. But there's no substitute for it. Only I can feel the winds of magic to judge where they are. This is a task that only I can do! Don't worry, I'll be back!"

"The host...... According to my calculations, your risk is as high as 72%. I strongly advise you not to participate in this operation. They are all mortals with a lifespan of less than a hundred years, and you are immortal......!

"Don't say it, Carrie, I've made up my mind! And the situation is so bad, if the city does fall, will I have a chance to escape alone?"

"What you have, as long as you escape alone, your risk is only forty-six percent......"

"Isn't that not much worse?!" he roared in his head, and Carrie shut up. "And I'm not immortal. Isn't Kotoshin dead too?" he added coldly.

He walked through the crowd and suddenly saw Duncan among the volunteers. He looked melancholy, and stood silently in a corner, just silently stroking the coat of arms on his breastplate.

"Duncan. Ashrufat said hello. Duncan shook as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and then touched his eyes.

"Don't go," Ashruphat whispered. "I know you don't want to go...... The task was glorious, but it was not necessary. You've just been canonized as a knight, and you have a wife and children......"

"No, I'm going!" Duncan replied suddenly, firmly. "Lord Ashrufat, please let me go!"

"What for? It's too dangerous. You don't need to show the honor...... Think about your family......"

"I'm going for them!" Duncan's face was unusually resolute, sad and resolute. "Lord Ashrufat...... Someone has already challenged it to the Honor Tribunal...... And I don't have the confidence to pass the trial of the Court of Honor. Although Master Thomas promoted me to knighthood, I know that I have not really done anything great...... There is no way I will pass the trial of the Court of Honor. I will be stripped of my knighthood and my territory will be taken back...... My family also had to leave the castle where I now live and go back to that small, dirty, cramped house. My children can only be a militiaman, and they will never be as lucky as me in their lives. But if I die on the battlefield, then all doubts and trials against me will be canceled. Because no one can judge a knight who has died on the battlefield, no one can question my courage. My wife will enjoy the benefits of my territory for the rest of her life, and my family will never go hungry and suffer. My children can also get the status of apprentice knights directly, and their future is guaranteed. Please let me go, I will fight like a knight, and I will make my family proud of me for the rest of my life. ”

He was facing Ashrufat, his gaze filled with unimaginable determination and determination. This gaze is only possessed by the kind of warrior who has made the most determination and has put life and death out of the way. Ashrufat patted him on the shoulder and turned away.

He walked to the center of the clearing and looked at all the knights. And all eyes were on him.

"Everyone knows the situation, so I don't need to go into details!" he said loudly to the knights. "The Paro people have a very large number of magicians. They are now under the city, hiding there like shrunken turtles, and then every now and then they attack us with magic. And now the only solution is to rise to the challenge and chop the scumbags who play with magic to pieces!

He drew his sword, the steel sword glowing red in the light of the campfire.

"Fight for honor! Fight for Lord Thomas!"

"Fight for honor!" the knights drew their swords in response to his shout! but the sound did not reach far away, as there were no more than a hundred, and were swallowed up by the silence of the night sky.

There were already militiamen waiting with their horses, and the horses' hooves were wrapped in rags, so that the horses only made a very soft sound when they moved. It's a great way for them to learn from greyhounds.

Phil walked up, holding a twig in her hand. All the knights, including Ashrufat, knelt down and waited for the blessing of the prophetess.

“…… I bestow the blessings of God on you, and may the courage of your hearts endure, and may your horses be invincible!" As she spoke, a marvelous power enveloped the knights, and a radiance appeared between their armor.

Phil came to Ashrufat.

"Count Ashrufat, I give you a special blessing. Because of your courage, the gods of nature will be with you. Suddenly, Phil leaned in, her lips touching lightly on Ashrufat's mouth. "I will let the Blue Knight disrupt the enemy first, and he will fight with you!" she whispered.

"Attack!"

……

By the time Master Koenig was awakened, there was already a chaotic noise in the camp.

"Night Raid...... Night attack of the enemy!"

He stepped out of the tent and saw flames flying in all directions, and chaos everywhere. Ordinary soldiers were scurrying around.

The dancing light of the fire reflected a huge figure. It was a knight with men and horses and blue armor. The cyan armor was incredibly gorgeous, carved with all sorts of beautiful carvings and symbols of martial prowess.

This cyan knight is the source of this chaos. Master Koenig could feel the mysterious aura that hung over the cyan knight, spreading fear everywhere he went, and all the soldiers were fleeing in all directions.

Surprisingly, Master Koenig did not feel the anger in this mysterious enemy. He didn't seem to be alive, more like a hallucination. However, in fact, the cyan knight was now galloping through the crowd, constantly cutting down one fleeing soldier after another. Some of the soldiers fought him in despair, but they were either knocked down by their horses or stabbed by his sword.

A soldier slashed the Blue Knight with his halberd, and struck the Blue Knight's horse in the eyes of Master Koenig. That's where the horses don't have armor to protect them. After receiving this blow, a normal war horse either fell down because of serious injuries or jumped because of severe pain. But the cyan knight's mount did not react, and continued to charge as if it had not been hit at all. He rushed to a horse rejection, "pierced" it in full view, and cut down the three crossbowmen who were hiding behind the horse.

No, this isn't a normal creature! This cyan knight is a discorporeal, ghostly being. Otherwise, how could he pass through the obstacles as if they didn't exist?" Master Koenig pondered carefully, and then remembered that this should be the legendary Blue Knight. According to folk mythology, the Blue Knight is the messenger of the god of nature, but anyone who is truly skilled in the way of magic knows that the Blue Knight is a trick of the prophetesses.

A smile appeared on Master Koenig's face. Since the prophetesses are wasting their precious energies on such things, it means that tomorrow the magicians will be free to do so without fear of the magic being lifted.

No matter how many casualties this green knight caused tonight, tomorrow the magicians will be able to recover it exponentially!

More and more soldiers came up from all sides. Although the green knight exudes a terrifying and mysterious aura of humans, and although he wields his sword, each blow slices deeply at his enemies with terrifying force, but he is just that. It is impossible to really pose a threat to an army by relying on the strength of one person.

But this trouble always has to be solved.

Master Koenig seized the winds of metal, extracting a steady stream of energy from the endless winds of magic and weaving them into the form he needed.

The wind of metal has been very stable these days, and it is just right to perform this magic. He did his job with ease. All the soldiers were surprised to find that their weapons were covered with a layer of white magical energy, and the weapons became unusually sharp.

Several crossbowmen shot the green knight, their arrows also shrouded in magical energy. This time the attack worked, and the green knight couldn't ignore the attacks around him like he had just done, and his body paused.

All this encouraged the soldiers, and when the green knight rushed to the next target, the soldiers did not turn around and scurry like just now, but bravely met it. The blue knight's sword shimmered with a strange light, slicing through a soldier. But two spears pierced his body, dulling him very visibly. More attacks followed, and soldiers from all sides swarmed up, slashing at each other. The green knight's body suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared with the wind.

Everything finally calmed down. The soldiers looked around, unable to determine their victory for a moment.

"Master, is there anything going on?" another magician hurried. Seeing him, Master Koenig was even more certain that this was a boring (and stupid) harassment by the prophetesses. In fact, the Green Knight was only released here by accident, and the rest of the camp was unharmed. All the outlying sentinels were drawn here.

"It's all right......" He lifted his spell, then took a moment to think about whether or not to retaliate with a few spells to blast the city up. But this decision was eventually abandoned. He could not afford to make such a mistake as a prophetess, a senseless waste of precious energy. Tomorrow, the prophetesses will understand how completely wrong they were.

A group of officers finally arrived here, all disheveled and embarrassed. If it was a real night raid, it wouldn't have been so good......

Then he heard the sound of horses' hooves at a rapid pace. The sound of horses' hooves was dull, slight but abrupt. Suddenly, countless fires lit up in the darkness. Then I don't know how many enemy knights rushed into the camp, throwing torches at the tents and shouting battle horns to kill the unprepared Paro soldiers.