Chapter 346
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The knight's armour is still shining, the sword and spear are still sharp, but the horse is tired, and most of the fighting spirit of the horse is lost.
Surrounded by layers of military encirclement, not only soldiers, but also strong men of the same rank.
Ten dead, no life.
"Fight to death, gentlemen."
The faces of knights such as the Duke of montbarton looked despairing, but no one offered to surrender. They knew their own way of dealing with prisoners, and they knew how the magic Council dealt with prisoners.
Surrender is just another way to die. If you fall into the hands of a mage who has countless experiments to do, the death method will be even more cruel.
The smoke dispersed, and the cavalry was elated for a moment. The players of the guards also moved, and the two thousand people surrounding the knight moved closer and closer step by step, narrowing the encirclement circle.
To outsiders, these soldiers are silent and orderly, like precise machines.
In fact, in the channel of the guards and the players of the squadrons and squadrons, the frequent command sound is issued quickly, and the battle array is changing in a complicated way every moment.
The red light of the internal power of all players in the battle array flashed, and the internal power quickly transferred to their respective captains, forming more than 160 more brilliant red sword Qi, covering the charging knights with the whistling sound of piercing the air.
The Duke of montbarton had a flush on his face and a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth. He once again squeezed a trace of fighting spirit from his already devastated body, and put a thin mask on all the Knights.
The sound of Jingling can never be heard. Even if it is the weak air mask formed by the extremely weak knight, the sword Qi group formed by the concentrated internal power can not be broken for a moment.
"Kill, kill!"
When the distance is less than 100 meters, the cavalry on the horse rushes into the Garrison's camp with a roar. The spear tip is bright. The player in the front swings out a sword Qi, and then his body is ignited by the lance.
At the same time, a large number of players fell down like mowing grass, and their bodies were trampled into mud by horses' hooves.
Close to the contact between a few breathing, face to face enemy nearly 100 base environment players disappeared, no one seriously injured, all died.
Dozens of people in the front of the train were thrown dozens of meters away as if they were hit by a locomotive. In mid air, people became blood clots mixed with bone slag, metal and meat sauce.
In the face of such a tragic scene, the battle line did not appear the panic and small-scale collapse expected by Prince montbarton and others, and the battle line was still silent.
Even the soldiers who are splashed with blood and flesh and blood beside the bloody ground can still make accurate changes. The soldiers who lose the organizational system will automatically look for people with higher positions around them to form a slightly scattered joint attack.
in the moment as like as two peas in the battle of the knights, more than 160 red swords came in again, breaking the mask of the already worn out gas shield and killing them without mercy.
Screams appeared in this battlefield with only the sound of swords and guns. From time to time, some Knights fell down and died with their riding partners.
If you lose your team and mobility for a while, you will be killed immediately by the roaring sword spirit.
The earth knight is OK. As long as it is not attacked by too much sword spirit, nothing will happen for a moment.
Ordinary knights are very vulnerable. Without the protection of the Knights' shield, they are too vulnerable under this kind of cluster attack. They have no intention of killing them as expected.
At the beginning of the battle, it entered an extremely tragic stage. At every moment, knights and players more than ten times as many as knights died, and their limbs and arms were broken. A strong smell of blood filled the battlefield.
"It's not bad. It's a pass to be able to fight with the order that consumes most of the fighting spirit."
Spear and mage Regan, who came to his side, silently watched the nearby war.
After the two of them, the players in the Qi refining environment were dancing with flying swords of 24 Taoist soldiers on their heads, and the red light was a little condensed.
A group of more than 100 mages chanted the front mantra orderly, and the nearby wind magic particles were surging wildly.
The ultimate arms of the two blood sea guilds maintain the highest vigilance, and their divine sense and mental strength constantly scan around, and dare not relax at all.
In the eyes of more than ten thousand Meng's new shock, the red sword spirit kept circling like rain for a moment. The speed of the charging Knights gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely and was surrounded by death.
"My Lord, we are finished, and we are killed by a group of ants."
The bloody earth Knights behind the Duke of montbarton said sadly. From the beginning of more than 200 knights, there are only one hundred left. The death rate is 50%. More than ten of the earth Knights have been killed by fire.
It is these powerful aristocratic knights who are determined to fight, but now they are completely desperate. Their opponents are like a group of puppets, with no morale at all.
Their strength was not just like this, but it was a pity that most of their fighting spirit was consumed.
The Duke of montbarton is even more miserable. His left arm has disappeared. As an arrow of the order of knights, he has received the highest standard of fire collection. He can live on the support of his knights.The Duke of montbarton looked at himself and the Knights behind him. The fighting spirit in his body had been exhausted. Now he was fighting with physical strength and armor.
"The strong of foreign lands."
The Duke of montbarton turned to the outside of the battlefield, looked at their fighting spears with indifference and roared: "it is an insult to the strong to die in the hands of the weak under the Knights. In terms of the dignity of the knights, please accept my challenge."
The sound shakes everywhere and echoes.
The players around him looked at him curiously and thought it was very interesting, but they didn't receive the order and didn't stop.
The speed of the Knights around the Duke of Mountbatten decreased rapidly, and the exchange ratio had changed from ten to one to five, six to one, and was still decreasing.
The Spear's eyes were light, and he did not pay attention to Duke montbarton's words, nor did he look in his direction.
The Duke of Mountbatten burst out laughing: "so, you foreign strongmen are weak reptiles?
Do you dare not accept the challenge of a lame old man with only one arm left after I have exhausted all my fighting spirit? "
"Ha ha, Duke, these are bitches in armor. How dare they compare with you?"
"My empire man, are you like these cowards?"
Some knight bravely laughs, makes the obscene action, but is killed by the player immediately, the face still has the crazy smile before death.
There is still no response.
Is it impossible for the Duke of montbarton to die with dignity?
All of a sudden, the red sword Qi flying around all the time stops the weapons in the hands of the players who surround the Knights.
The knights were so happy that they did not dare to take the opportunity to attack, so they stopped attacking.
Before long, the battle lines surrounding the remaining Knights did not waver.
In front of a player in the innermost encirclement, he takes off his helmet and shows his long black hair and lovely face:
"who is your top commander? We have a military order served. "
The eyes of all the Knights turned to the Duke of montbarton, who had one armed lance, and their faces were red.
The Duke of montbarton stepped forward with a lance soaked in blood, and said in shame, "even if I die, I refuse to speak to a woman, a weak man. This is a shame to my iron lion family."
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The knight's armour is still shining, the sword and spear are still sharp, but the horse is tired, and most of the fighting spirit of the horse is lost.
Surrounded by layers of military encirclement, not only soldiers, but also strong men of the same rank.
Ten dead, no life.
"Fight to death, gentlemen."
The faces of knights such as the Duke of montbarton looked despairing, but no one offered to surrender. They knew their own way of dealing with prisoners, and they knew how the magic Council dealt with prisoners.
Surrender is just another way to die. If you fall into the hands of a mage who has countless experiments to do, the death method will be even more cruel.
The smoke dispersed, and the cavalry was elated for a moment. The players of the guards also moved, and the two thousand people surrounding the knight moved closer and closer step by step, narrowing the encirclement circle.
To outsiders, these soldiers are silent and orderly, like precise machines.
In fact, in the channel of the guards and the players of the squadrons and squadrons, the frequent command sound is issued quickly, and the battle array is changing in a complicated way every moment.
The red light of the internal power of all players in the battle array flashed, and the internal power quickly transferred to their respective captains, forming more than 160 more brilliant red sword Qi, covering the charging knights with the whistling sound of piercing the air.
The Duke of montbarton had a flush on his face and a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth. He once again squeezed a trace of fighting spirit from his already devastated body, and put a thin mask on all the Knights.
The sound of Jingling can never be heard. Even if it is the weak air mask formed by the extremely weak knight, the sword Qi group formed by the concentrated internal power can not be broken for a moment.
"Kill, kill!"
When the distance is less than 100 meters, the cavalry on the horse rushes into the Garrison's camp with a roar. The spear tip is bright. The player in the front swings out a sword Qi, and then his body is ignited by the lance.
At the same time, a large number of players fell down like mowing grass, and their bodies were trampled into mud by horses' hooves.
Close to the contact between a few breathing, face to face enemy nearly 100 base environment players disappeared, no one seriously injured, all died.
Dozens of people in the front of the train were thrown dozens of meters away as if they were hit by a locomotive. In mid air, people became blood clots mixed with bone slag, metal and meat sauce.
In the face of such a tragic scene, the battle line did not appear the panic and small-scale collapse expected by Prince montbarton and others, and the battle line was still silent.
Even the soldiers who are splashed with blood and flesh and blood beside the bloody ground can still make accurate changes. The soldiers who lose the organizational system will automatically look for people with higher positions around them to form a slightly scattered joint attack.
in the moment as like as two peas in the battle of the knights, more than 160 red swords came in again, breaking the mask of the already worn out gas shield and killing them without mercy.
Screams appeared in this battlefield with only the sound of swords and guns. From time to time, some Knights fell down and died with their riding partners.
If you lose your team and mobility for a while, you will be killed immediately by the roaring sword spirit.
The earth knight is OK. As long as it is not attacked by too much sword spirit, nothing will happen for a moment.
Ordinary knights are very vulnerable. Without the protection of the Knights' shield, they are too vulnerable under this kind of cluster attack. They have no intention of killing them as expected.
At the beginning of the battle, it entered an extremely tragic stage. At every moment, knights and players more than ten times as many as knights died, and their limbs and arms were broken. A strong smell of blood filled the battlefield.
"It's not bad. It's a pass to be able to fight with the order that consumes most of the fighting spirit."
Spear and mage Regan, who came to his side, silently watched the nearby war.
After the two of them, the players in the Qi refining environment were dancing with flying swords of 24 Taoist soldiers on their heads, and the red light was a little condensed.
A group of more than 100 mages chanted the front mantra orderly, and the nearby wind magic particles were surging wildly.
The ultimate arms of the two blood sea guilds maintain the highest vigilance, and their divine sense and mental strength constantly scan around, and dare not relax at all.
In the eyes of more than ten thousand Meng's new shock, the red sword spirit kept circling like rain for a moment. The speed of the charging Knights gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely and was surrounded by death.
"My Lord, we are finished, and we are killed by a group of ants."
The bloody earth Knights behind the Duke of montbarton said sadly. From the beginning of more than 200 knights, there are only one hundred left. The death rate is 50%. More than ten of the earth Knights have been killed by fire.
It is these powerful aristocratic knights who are determined to fight, but now they are completely desperate. Their opponents are like a group of puppets, with no morale at all.
Their strength was not just like this, but it was a pity that most of their fighting spirit was consumed.
The Duke of montbarton is even more miserable. His left arm has disappeared. As an arrow of the order of knights, he has received the highest standard of fire collection. He can live on the support of his knights.The Duke of montbarton looked at himself and the Knights behind him. The fighting spirit in his body had been exhausted. Now he was fighting with physical strength and armor.
"The strong of foreign lands."
The Duke of montbarton turned to the outside of the battlefield, looked at their fighting spears with indifference and roared: "it is an insult to the strong to die in the hands of the weak under the Knights. In terms of the dignity of the knights, please accept my challenge."
The sound shakes everywhere and echoes.
The players around him looked at him curiously and thought it was very interesting, but they didn't receive the order and didn't stop.
The speed of the Knights around the Duke of Mountbatten decreased rapidly, and the exchange ratio had changed from ten to one to five, six to one, and was still decreasing.
The Spear's eyes were light, and he did not pay attention to Duke montbarton's words, nor did he look in his direction.
The Duke of Mountbatten burst out laughing: "so, you foreign strongmen are weak reptiles?
Do you dare not accept the challenge of a lame old man with only one arm left after I have exhausted all my fighting spirit? "
"Ha ha, Duke, these are bitches in armor. How dare they compare with you?"
"My empire man, are you like these cowards?"
Some knight bravely laughs, makes the obscene action, but is killed by the player immediately, the face still has the crazy smile before death.
There is still no response.
Is it impossible for the Duke of montbarton to die with dignity?
All of a sudden, the red sword Qi flying around all the time stops the weapons in the hands of the players who surround the Knights.
The knights were so happy that they did not dare to take the opportunity to attack, so they stopped attacking.
Before long, the battle lines surrounding the remaining Knights did not waver.
In front of a player in the innermost encirclement, he takes off his helmet and shows his long black hair and lovely face:
"who is your top commander? We have a military order served. "
The eyes of all the Knights turned to the Duke of montbarton, who had one armed lance, and their faces were red.
The Duke of montbarton stepped forward with a lance soaked in blood, and said in shame, "even if I die, I refuse to speak to a woman, a weak man. This is a shame to my iron lion family."
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The knight's armour is still shining, the sword and spear are still sharp, but the horse is tired, and most of the fighting spirit of the horse is lost. Surrounded by layers of military encirclement, not only soldiers, but also strong men of the same rank. Ten dead, no life. "Fight to death, gentlemen." The faces of knights such as the Duke of montbarton looked despairing, but no one offered to surrender. They knew their own way of dealing with prisoners, and they knew how the magic Council dealt with prisoners. Surrender is just another way to die. If you fall into the hands of a mage who has countless experiments to do, the death method will be even more cruel. The smoke dispersed, and the cavalry was elated for a moment. The players of the guards also moved, and the two thousand people surrounding the knight moved closer and closer step by step, narrowing the encirclement circle. To outsiders, these soldiers are silent and orderly, like precise machines. In fact, in the channel of the guards and the players of the squadrons and squadrons, the frequent command sound is issued quickly, and the battle array is changing in a complicated way every moment. The red light of the internal power of all players in the battle array flashed, and the internal power quickly transferred to their respective captains, forming more than 160 more brilliant red sword Qi, covering the charging knights with the whistling sound of piercing the air. The Duke of montbarton had a flush on his face and a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth. He once again squeezed a trace of fighting spirit from his already devastated body, and put a thin mask on all the Knights. The sound of Jingling can never be heard. Even if it is the weak air mask formed by the extremely weak knight, the sword Qi group formed by the concentrated internal power can not be broken for a moment. "Kill, kill!" When the distance is less than 100 meters, the cavalry on the horse rushes into the Garrison's camp with a roar. The spear tip is bright. The player in the front swings out a sword Qi, and then his body is ignited by the lance. At the same time, a large number of players fell down like mowing grass, and their bodies were trampled into mud by horses' hooves. Close to the contact between a few breathing, face to face enemy nearly 100 base environment players disappeared, no one seriously injured, all died. Dozens of people in the front of the train were thrown dozens of meters away as if they were hit by a locomotive. In mid air, people became blood clots mixed with bone slag, metal and meat sauce. In the face of such a tragic scene, the battle line did not appear the panic and small-scale collapse expected by Prince montbarton and others, and the battle line was still silent. Even the soldiers who are splashed with blood and flesh and blood beside the bloody ground can still make accurate changes. The soldiers who lose the organizational system will automatically look for people with higher positions around them to form a slightly scattered joint attack. in the moment as like as two peas in the battle of the knights, more than 160 red swords came in again, breaking the mask of the already worn out gas shield and killing them without mercy. Screams appeared in this battlefield with only the sound of swords and guns. From time to time, some Knights fell down and died with their riding partners. If you lose your team and mobility for a while, you will be killed immediately by the roaring sword spirit. The earth knight is OK. As long as it is not attacked by too much sword spirit, nothing will happen for a moment. Ordinary knights are very vulnerable. Without the protection of the Knights' shield, they are too vulnerable under this kind of cluster attack. They have no intention of killing them as expected. At the beginning of the battle, it entered an extremely tragic stage. At every moment, knights and players more than ten times as many as knights died, and their limbs and arms were broken. A strong smell of blood filled the battlefield. "It's not bad. It's a pass to be able to fight with the order that consumes most of the fighting spirit." Spear and mage Regan, who came to his side, silently watched the nearby war. After the two of them, the players in the Qi refining environment were dancing with flying swords of 24 Taoist soldiers on their heads, and the red light was a little condensed. A group of more than 100 mages chanted the front mantra orderly, and the nearby wind magic particles were surging wildly. The ultimate arms of the two blood sea guilds maintain the highest vigilance, and their divine sense and mental strength constantly scan around, and dare not relax at all. In the eyes of more than ten thousand Meng's new shock, the red sword spirit kept circling like rain for a moment. The speed of the charging Knights gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely and was surrounded by death. "My Lord, we are finished, and we are killed by a group of ants." The bloody earth Knights behind the Duke of montbarton said sadly. From the beginning of more than 200 knights, there are only one hundred left. The death rate is 50%. More than ten of the earth Knights have been killed by fire. It is these powerful aristocratic knights who are determined to fight, but now they are completely desperate. Their opponents are like a group of puppets, with no morale at all. Their strength was not just like this, but it was a pity that most of their fighting spirit was consumed. The Duke of montbarton is even more miserable. His left arm has disappeared. As an arrow of the order of knights, he has received the highest standard of fire collection. He can live on the support of his knights.The Duke of montbarton looked at himself and the Knights behind him. The fighting spirit in his body had been exhausted. Now he was fighting with physical strength and armor. "The strong of foreign lands." The Duke of montbarton turned to the outside of the battlefield, looked at their fighting spears with indifference and roared: "it is an insult to the strong to die in the hands of the weak under the Knights. In terms of the dignity of the knights, please accept my challenge." The sound shakes everywhere and echoes. The players around him looked at him curiously and thought it was very interesting, but they didn't receive the order and didn't stop. The speed of the Knights around the Duke of Mountbatten decreased rapidly, and the exchange ratio had changed from ten to one to five, six to one, and was still decreasing. The Spear's eyes were light, and he did not pay attention to Duke montbarton's words, nor did he look in his direction. The Duke of Mountbatten burst out laughing: "so, you foreign strongmen are weak reptiles? Do you dare not accept the challenge of a lame old man with only one arm left after I have exhausted all my fighting spirit? " "Ha ha, Duke, these are bitches in armor. How dare they compare with you?" "My empire man, are you like these cowards?" Some knight bravely laughs, makes the obscene action, but is killed by the player immediately, the face still has the crazy smile before death. There is still no response. Is it impossible for the Duke of montbarton to die with dignity? All of a sudden, the red sword Qi flying around all the time stops the weapons in the hands of the players who surround the Knights. The knights were so happy that they did not dare to take the opportunity to attack, so they stopped attacking. Before long, the battle lines surrounding the remaining Knights did not waver. In front of a player in the innermost encirclement, he takes off his helmet and shows his long black hair and lovely face: "who is your top commander? We have a military order served. " The eyes of all the Knights turned to the Duke of montbarton, who had one armed lance, and their faces were red. The Duke of montbarton stepped forward with a lance soaked in blood, and said in shame, "even if I die, I refuse to speak to a woman, a weak man. This is a shame to my iron lion family." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
