Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 498 The Book of Heroic Spirits, Page [-], Hedlowne
Pulled by the tireless bone horse, the chariot madly chased the knight on the black horse in front.Howell roared from time to time, as if this could make these already extremely fast bone horses even faster.

It was stunned by the knight running wildly in front of it. In just ten minutes, more than a dozen black meteor chariots had chased the figure and ran for tens of kilometers, but the speed of the other party did not slow down at all. signs!
How can there be creatures that can compare with the undead horse in durability?

For a moment, it even thought it was a reflection reflected in their eyes from somewhere, but the knight on the horse had time to turn around and threw a sword aura towards them.A chariot that couldn't dodge was cut in half by the sword energy, and it was scrapped halfway!
At this time, Howell didn't care whether the other party was alive or dead. Even if the other party was also a terrifying knight, he would use the big ax in his hand to chop that body into a pulp today!

Cyril turned his head frequently to confirm that the chariots behind him had not given up on chasing him.He estimated the distance he ran, and after confirming that the return time was enough for the Siliki army to settle the battle, he suddenly turned his horse's head. The trail of flames behind the nightmare horse left a spiral flame spiral on the snow, and his angry eyes aimed at The dozens of chariots were killed.

"Wind Knight!" Cyril shouted, and the figure of Wind Knight had appeared beside him.At the same time, he opened the "Book of Heroic Spirits", and the moment his fingertips brushed over, the spirit knight Mrak was already standing beside him with a big sword.

But he didn't stop at the first page, but continued to turn backwards—in fact, when he was promoted to the professional level, he already had the qualification to open the second page of the Book of Heroes, and this was his first attempt. .

As if he heard the "creak" sound of an ancient door being pushed open, he lowered his head, the fog on the second page slowly dissipated, and with the injection of his magic power, the silver light gradually lit up from the page ——

Cyril seemed to hear something rolling. He turned around and saw two parallel ruts gradually appearing on the snow behind him. It was like a shot of a booster, which made Cyril's mind clear for a while.

Then, he finally saw the full picture of the "Spirit Knight" on the second page of the Book of Heroes——

Two tall white horses in silver battle armor are pulling a silver-white chariot. On the chariot is a high-spirited lion-headed banner, and a spirit knight holding a bright silver halberd lives on top of it. , Amid the shaking bells, the chariot stopped behind Cyril.

"Captain Hedlon!" Mrak bowed and saluted.

"Lion chariot, Hedloen, I salute you." The spirit knight on the chariot first bowed to Cyril, and then swept his unruly gaze at the dark undead chariots not far away, and said proudly: "Are these the opponents you have chosen for me? It looks really vulnerable—"

The team of undead chariots did not stop because of their stop, and suddenly divided into two columns, rushing past them like a tide, and quickly surrounded them into a big circle, encircling Cyril, Wind Knight and the two spirits. The knights are surrounded by it.There was no time to answer the question of the spirit knight who called himself "Hedlon", and he had no time to care about why he appeared in the form of a chariot. Cyril raised his head and looked directly at the undead chariot facing him.

That chariot belonged to a death knight—his battle armor was covered with spikes.In his hand was a huge ax with a long handle and an astonishing arc. The sharp ax was dark red due to the blood, but it couldn't hide its sharpness.

This is a terrible knight.

The position and strength of the undead are absolutely linked, and the target of the horror knight is the professional level of human beings—whether the opponent is a new horror knight or a veteran horror knight, they are definitely not opponents that can be easily dealt with.

The most straightforward point is that terrorist knights definitely have more combat experience than ordinary human professional levels. Their unique promotion mechanism requires a lot of killing to be promoted. It is said that there is a passage leading to the underground hidden under the extreme northern plain , there is a natural martial arts arena for the undead.

It is more difficult to deal with than any professional class he has faced——

Cyril knew this, and raised the long sword in his hand vigilantly, while the terrifying knight on the opposite side seemed to let out a contemptuous laugh, and then also raised the battle ax in his hand.

"Rip them apart—"

Cyril vaguely discerned that this was the meaning of the undead language initiating a battle, and he did not expect this terrifying knight to be so violent.In an instant, there was the sound of horseshoes, and the chariot enclosing them in the center started at the same time, and the undead bone horses rushed towards them.

The armored skeletons on the chariot all stood upright, holding their halberds high.The snow on the ground was rolled up by the tumbling battle wheels, turning into a cloud of snow and mist, and there was a thunderous sound as they ran.

"Hedlon! Mrak!"

Cyril didn't have time to say anything, he just sipped twice, and the two spirit knights and the wind knight beside him understood their mission, and they headed towards the black meteor chariot in three directions.

Mrak and the wind knight lowered their shoulders one after another, collided with the bone horse driving the chariot without the slightest scruple, suddenly raised their bodies at the moment of the collision, the bone horse was lifted high, and was directly lifted overturned.

The skeletons on the stagnant chariot jumped off holding their halberds, and coordinated with the chariots on both sides to strangle the spirit knight and wind knight wielding great swords.

On the other side, the "Lion Chariot" pulled by two white horses started almost at the same time as the Undead Chariot.The galloping white horse dexterously shuttled through the gaps of the undead chariot, and the moment Hedlon on the chariot swung the halberd horizontally, the sudden burst of silver brilliance fainted like a halo amidst the swaying bells ——

"Pure Burning Halo!"

The undead horses on both sides of the lion chariot were illuminated by the halo, and the horse's leg bones suddenly lost their strength and fell forward to the ground.Hedloun swung the halberd horizontally in his hand, lifted it up when he penetrated the undead on the chariot, swung an arc from the air, and smashed hard on another undead chariot. The solid chariot collapsed, and the three chariots on the right were thrown away with their horses and chariots!
With just a glance, Cyril immediately had an idea of ​​Hedlowne's level of strength——

Professional grade!
The strength of the heroic spirits in the Book of Heroes summoned after being promoted to the professional level also increases with one's own promotion.Undead chariots are a powerful weapon against infantry groups, but they are definitely not opponents of high-level individual soldiers.

He relaxed, and turned his attention to the terrifying knight in front of him with the giant axe.

　The second half of the chapter is not very well written, I will repost it after the revision

　　
　
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