Chapter 39: On the Wall

In the north-west of France, under the city of Lille, war was raging. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The city of Lille is a majestic city in the northwestern part of France, with high walls and deep ditches, dangerous terrain, and the main road, which has always been the strongest barrier to protect the northwestern border of France.

And now it fell into the hands of the British, and became the fiercest place of contention between the two armies.

"Boom!" In the face of the incessant rain of fierce arrows, one after another cocoons wrapped in iron sheets stuck to the walls of the city of Lille. One by one, the martial arts masters followed the ladder of the chariot and killed towards the city wall, followed by a dense group of armored soldiers.

The English longbowmen on the city wall continued to pour arrows, the cauldron boiling grease was moved, under the control of the internal strength of the masters, the head and face were sprayed towards the cocoon, the rocket was fired, the raging fire ignited, most of the cocoon instantly turned into a huge pillar of fire, one by one the soldiers slapped the flames on their bodies, and fell from the cocoon with a scream.

However, a few chariots survived, and a group of martial arts masters managed to climb the city wall, wielding various weapons and killing enemies on the city wall, trying to widen the gap in the city wall.

The masters of the British army also came to support and blocked the gaps, and blood immediately flew sideways at the gaps, and the severed limbs danced wildly, and the fiercest confrontation began.

In the sky above the city walls, a cloud of light and shadow was clashing with the same gray mist.

It was as if the golden sun was shuttling through the dark clouds. The golden light tried to tear apart the gray mist, but the gray mist dispersed and gathered, and then pounced again, trying to envelop and devour the golden light. The two were flying and fighting wildly, and it was obviously impossible to distinguish the winner in a short period of time.

On the city wall, Miss Sophie fought with a sword, the slender silver-white stabbing sword constantly changing shape in the air, drawing a wonderful arc, inspiring a brilliant sword light, cracking the opponent's moves, and sending a sharp stab at the opponent's vital point.

Someone kept falling from the sword, and before long, Miss Sophie's white light armor was covered with blood.

The gap slowly widened, and more people stood on the walls.

However, the British army still came from all directions, trying to plug the gap here, and there were even several martial arts powerhouses among them.

The swing of the sword became hard, barely blocking a swinging sledgehammer, and Miss Sophie couldn't help but take two steps back and look around.

There are not many people who attack with her, and it seems that this section of the wall will not be able to be attacked this time.

She was about to retreat, when a chain like a snake crept up to the ground, and without her attention, it bit her bare foot.

There was a crisp "pop", and Miss Sophie stumbled and almost fell.

"Hey, hey, the little beauty wants to escape, but brother, I don't agree. A lewd man with a thief's face and a chain looming out from behind the crowd.

The chains all over his body were like living, with his head held high, floating and dancing in the air, changing shapes, like pythons that choose people to devour.

That's the "Chain Snake" Quinn, a famous grandmaster-level master of the British army, a veteran grandmaster who has been fighting with the army for many years, has rich combat experience, and I don't know how many people have died under the chains, and legend has it that there is even a great grandmaster of the same level as him.

With one hand, countless chains shot out from his body, and struck straight at Miss Sophie.

Miss Sophie stood still against the battlements, her sword swinging.

"When!", "When!", "When!", "When!", "When!", ......

Swords and chains kept clashing.

But the obscene man obviously has deep internal strength, under his control, as soon as the chain is blocked, he will turn back again and attack again, the frequency of the attack is getting faster and faster, and the force is getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, Miss Sophie's head was really steaming, sweat continued to remain, the tiger's mouth in her hands cracked, and she had some difficulty holding the sword.

The lewd man obviously didn't want to end the battle early, so he slowed down the attack of the chains, and even the direction of the attack deliberately avoided the vital point.

Under the long exchange, Sophie was careless, and the sword was striking.

"Smack!" a chain whipped onto her back, breaking through the delicate light armor and leaving a long blood mark on her fair skin.

With a muffled snort, Miss Sophie rose again, and swung her sword at an accelerated pace to block the chains.

"Oh, you little guys just don't obey and break my little beauty. The lewd man pretended to reproach.

Miss Sophie ignored his words and continued to resist.

"Little beauty, don't resist, how tired you are. Obediently let my brother tie you up, don't worry, tonight, my brother will hurt you well, hahaha......" The lewd man shouted excitedly, as if it was not difficult to control so many chains.

Miss Sophie was surrounded by fewer and fewer companions, and the few who remained were even forced into front of the chariot, which the British were pouring oil on them and on the cart.

Miss Sophie gritted her teeth, but she still kept swinging her sword, under such a dense raindrop-like attack, her swordsmanship could not be used at all for a while, and she could only resist so hard.

She knew that she was getting more and more strained, her internal strength was gradually exhausted, her arm was extremely sore, and she couldn't resist for long, but she couldn't stop, and everything was over when she stopped.

"Hahaha, my little beauty, let's be tired, stop when you're tired, let's go to the big bed to rest, rest as long as you want, and then my brother will personally accompany you to rest." Seeing Miss Sophie's tired look, the lewd man became more and more excited.

Suddenly, the chariot that had just been set on fire shattered, and a figure flashed out, and the pitch-black spear stabbed at the lewd man who was laughing wildly with incomparable flames.

"Huh?" the lewd man's hands snapped together.

All the chains instantly returned to his defense, forming a solid iron shield in front of him, trying to block the blow.

"Boom!" the spear slammed into the iron shield.

The astonishing heat spread in all directions, burning the entire iron shield and all the chains red.

Suddenly, the iron shield was pierced, and the spear pierced through the molten hole in the shield, and stabbed at the lewd man with no relentless direction.

The lewd man retreated, but the spear followed.

The lewd man burst into a shout, and the iron shield scattered, turning into chains again, and shooting at the owner of the spear.

The black spear swung like a canopy, sweeping away all the chains and scattering them.

Then, in the disbelief in the eyes of the lewd man, he was crucified to the ground.

The black-armored knight swept through his spear, sweeping a large area around him.

In the midst of a group of enemies who were hesitant and cowardly and did not dare to step forward, he turned around and said gently: "Didn't you stay in the camp? Why did you go up to the city wall yourself, how dangerous it is?" ”

"I am a general of the revolutionary army, and it is my duty to fight bravely!" Miss Sophie bent over and gasped violently, but her answer was still cold.

"Alright, this section of the wall can't be breached, let's go down first. The black-armored knight did not argue, but directly stepped forward to pick up the weak man, and jumped down to the surprised eyes of everyone on the city wall.

"Sophie, can you marry me after the war?" Miss Sophie heard the warm voice of the black-armored knight in her ears as she glided slowly.