Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 500 Upheaval [Thanks to Panda Shanren for becoming the leader, a chapter of [-] words! 】

The moment before Cyril exited the state of burning soul, he vaguely felt that something in the south seemed to be watching him.

Maybe it's some idle God?For example, Asuyi, the wind god, just now used his authority through the career path of the knight of the wind brigade, so it doesn't matter if he is glanced at by the old man who is far away from the sky.

The extreme concentration made him only care about the terrifying knight who was already kneeling on the ground in front of him. Only now did he turn around and admire the achievements of his thugs.

The lion chariot Hedlon's blow defeated all the chariots in the direction he was in charge of. The absolute crush brought by the professional level made the black meteor chariot, which is also a chariot unit, feel ashamed in front of him. The vehicle collapsed on the ground, and the silver-white war horse was trampling its hooves on the bone horse that had been trampled over by it, raising its head and snorting.

Although Wind Knight and Spirit Knight Mrak also won a complete victory, they couldn't clean up all the chariots like Hedlon.The last will of the fallen terrifying knight caused the remaining black meteor chariots to flee towards the north in a hurry, leaving only a few chaotic ruts on the snow.

Cyril looked at Hedlon on the chariot, who bowed again to pay tribute, and then turned into specks of light, disappearing from Cyril's sight.

With his current strength, he still can't support the second page of the Book of Heroes to exist in the world for a longer period of time, but the spirit knight Mrak can exist for nearly a day.

After completing his task, the wind knight also turned into a cloud of blue color and dissipated in the wind.

Cyril took a deep breath, and then he felt the exhaustion from his brain. Obviously, even in the state of burning soul, manipulating an Avatar of Wind is a very exhausting thing for him-of course The move will only be used when facing a strong enemy, and generally relying on [Wind Rider Array] is enough to solve it.

At this time, he was a little looking forward to fighting on a moonlit night. [Imprint: Moonstone] is powerful, but bathing in the moonlight is an unavoidable requirement.

"Legion Commander." Mrak looked under the triangular helmet at the scattered car frames and the terrifying knights who fell to the ground: "Fighting against the undead... It's really nostalgic, your strength is stronger again. I can still be the one I am today. It is an honor to have your help.”

"Mrak, don't be too modest, you are all brave knights." Cyril shook his head and said, "But I want to know why there are chariot soldiers in your legion - I thought they would all be the same as you."

"That's not the case, Legion Master." Mrak explained: "Before we chose to become a member of the Dying Spirit Legion, we came from all over the world, each with our own strengths. Hedlon is the most valiant knight in a small kingdom of the Holy Court. The lion chariot is the expression of his strong intention, so it will appear in the form of a chariot.

If you turn the pages back, you will see more colleagues who are different from me..."

Mrak lowered his head and seemed a little lonely: "Actually, someone like me who doesn't have any outstanding specialties will appear in this world with this posture."

But he suddenly saw a hand reaching out to him in front of him, and then Cyril's voice sounded beside his ears:

"Mlak, to be a member of the Extinct Spirit Legion, you are already a remarkable and outstanding existence."

Mrak was stunned for a moment, then bowed again, but his voice no longer trembled: "Legion Commander, what else do you want?"

Cyril turned around and looked to the north, feeling a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

The Flying Eagle scouts set off ahead of them, and rode fast horses all the way north to report to the Legion that set off from the Tower of the North Wind to ask for support.But even if they took action as soon as they discovered the undead, Cyril still felt that they were already a step behind the undead.

At this moment, he can be sure that the abnormal bulge is related to the undead, and it has been several days since he detected this.At this moment, the skeleton chariot led by the terrifying knight can even run openly in the middle of northern Xinjiang, so one can imagine the situation in the rest of the region...

and many more!

Cyril suddenly realized that he and the others had overlooked one point - if the undead were already able to roam freely in this territory, wouldn't the scout team's road to the north be...

But, this is a decision that has to be made, no matter whether they ignore it or not——

He looked to the north, and at this moment he could only hope that the group of scouts would be safe and sound.

"Legion Commander." Mrak's voice sounded at this moment, interrupting Cyril's thoughts.The tall silver knight's voice became extremely serious: "Those fleeing undead chariots turned back."

"Did you turn back?" Cyril was taken aback, and the listening wind technique immediately discerned the sound of the undead chariot that was indeed approaching them, but it didn't stop there.

Behind the chariot, there were still a lot of hoofbeats, galloping like thunder walking among the clouds.

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Tiredness, endless tiredness almost drowned Wolfe in it.

Numbly, he propped up the shield in his hand, slapped the face of the skeleton in front of him, and at the same time flipped it over, two more skeletons rushed towards him.

He didn't know how long he had been fighting with this group of undead, he only knew that there were fewer and fewer shield guards around him—some fell down, and some gradually retreated with the rotation. He and a few others were still in the initial shield position, and even pushed forward a few steps.

The skeleton saber slammed heavily on his shield again, and the impact of force made Wolfe stare at him.In front of him was a skeleton that seemed extraordinarily tall. The shiny black armor and heavy shield made Rhode feel powerless.

Why, why are there so many undead?

He thought that the wave formed by those ordinary skeletons was scary enough, but when he actually faced the regular army of skeletons, he knew how "friendly" those bare-handed skeletons were, and only then did he know what the country he belonged to was going through. Invasion -

For some reason, the figure of the young lord appeared in his eyes. Only then did he know why the lord would want to form an army, would hope that Siliki would have enough power, and would call them La Rochelle and Sealy. base pride.

Wolfe gritted his teeth, and once again raised his shield to block the blade swayed by the undead on one side.But the extremely tall skeleton in front of him suddenly raised his hand the moment he got out of the shield, and then the long knife in his hand turned into a stream of light, covering his entire field of vision in an instant.

Wolfe's back already drenched in sweat was chilling at this moment, the shining light of the knife made him almost stop breathing at this moment, and he even forgot to lift the sword in his hand, instead a thought appeared in his mind Miscellaneous thoughts:

"Am I going to die?"

"Am I going to be incinerated and sent back to Siliki like those colleagues?"

"No, such undead... Will our entire army be wiped out here, and no one will even collect my body?"

These voices completely occupied his mind, and he opened his mouth slightly blankly, like a fish stranded on the beach——

boom!
The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded in front of him, and at the same time, his ears were filled with a familiar shout: "Why are you in a daze, prepare to counterattack, Leonardo and the others are here!"

Wolf hurriedly regained his senses, but saw that the tall skeleton in front of him had been knocked aside by Rhodes' shield—at a critical moment, Rhodes had sensed the lack of focus of his shield captain, and charged at full speed to save Wolfe's life.

And more voices flooded into Wolff's ears, and the fireworks were blooming in the sky above his head.Red, blue, silver, three-color deer heads light up behind them and on the left and right wings respectively——

That was the offensive signal from the command office, and the response from the left and right sides!
"Archer, magic power attachment, arrow of purification, release!"

The elf's clear voice seemed like a clear spring flowing in the forest, hitting the tired shield soldiers and halberd soldiers like a booster.They were pleasantly surprised to find that the archers who had already left the battlefield had somehow circled around to the flanks and occupied a low hilly terrain. At this moment, arrows were already raining down on the dense group of undead.

The Lich in the rear was originally thinking about his Black Shield Immortal Army winning a hearty victory, and then transforming this group of human beings with a good foundation into its new army. Army's right wing] sneak attack, could not help but fly into a rage.

It was about to simply cast death ripples to let these troublesome archers taste what it means to be in pain, but when there was a rapid "buzz" in the wind, an arrow had already rushed towards it without noticing, and this time it hit No, it is the right hand holding the staff!
Memphis in the distance let out a long sigh of relief, the bowstring of the longbow in his hand was still trembling due to the stamina of the arrow.If the target is directly to kill the Lich, then the killing intent on the arrow may be immediately perceived by it, but if it is used with its staff——

At this moment, she had a sudden realization, and she seemed to understand what path she should choose to move forward, but at this moment, she had no time to think about it, and shouted again: "Back back, keep the formation, let's walk them!"

The skeletons that didn't get a timely response from the lich immediately shifted their hatred targets, and the destructive effect of the purification arrow made them immediately focus on the spoilers on the flanks. Almost a quarter of the skeletons turned at the same time, Separating from the previous vast bones, he rushed straight towards the archer's position.

However, under the training of elf-style archers, running ability and physical strength are the most important things. Although they have not been promoted to the "riding and shooting" link, the Siliki archers at this moment are already able to skillfully shoot salvos in positions Switch between running and running.

They backed up immediately, and they still had the leisure to stop, and then gave the undead a round of arrow rain blows—although there was no magic power attached to the purification arrow in a hurry, it was enough to make the group of skeletons focus on himself.

The pressure on the shield soldiers and halberd soldiers immediately eased a lot. They seized the opportunity of the undead's messy formation to breathe, and at the same time reorganized their lines, preparing for the next wave of impact from the undead—they had already experienced the opponent's adjustment ability After that, no one will ignore this anymore.

But before the follow-up undead could complete their suppression on the front, the shield soldiers heard the shrieking sound like a mountain roar and tsunami from the left wing, as well as the thunderous footsteps——

On the vast snowfield, a black line moved forward like a wave.The banner with the head of a deer and the crescent moon fluttered in the middle, and the warriors with big swords dragged their big swords and rushed forward.Leonardo and Schell running at the forefront seemed to turn into a movie of two streamers, one yellow and one red, and their loud shouts shook the snow field!
"Charge, charge!"

"For Silikie!"

"charge--!"

The big sword fighters shouted in unison, and then swung the big sword in their hands.Before those undead had time to set up a defensive line facing the flanks, Siliki's sword fighters had already rushed into it brutally!
The greatsword fighters who had already experienced a flanking attack deeply understood what kind of posture could cause sufficient damage to the undead, and how to prevent themselves from being deeply trapped in it.The thickness of the phalanx that was previously involved by the archers has become much thinner. Under the leadership of Leonardo and Shell's two sharp knives, they almost pierced the undead phalanx in an instant.

"Counterattack, counterattack!" Rhodes raised the long sword in his hand, squeezed out the last magic power, and opened the halo again.The shield soldiers and halberd soldiers around them were excited and rushed forward one after another.

On the sentry tower in the distance, Miss Mage watched the grand occasion of Siliki's counterattack with beautiful eyes, and a ball of water gradually solidified in her hand, like a trombone.She lifted it up and leaned forward, and the loud and melodious trumpet sounded over the snowy field——

Azike in front of her clenched his fists excitedly, and only then reached out to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead in the cold weather.

This was the first time he had come into direct contact with the impact of the regular army of the undead, and the most reliable shield position of the Siliki army was almost torn apart.In his haste, he chose to let the archers not provide support from the rear, but instead went around to the flanks.

Facts have proved that his decision was correct - the pressure brought by the archers scattered the formation of the undead, giving Leonardo and others a chance to pierce the undead in one fell swoop.

He was constantly rejoicing that the number of undead infantry he was facing was only about [-]. If there were more, the defense line of shield soldiers and halberd soldiers would really be unable to resist.And I can have such a powerful lord who can lead away the annoying chariot troops of the opponent first——

If those chariots were still there, it wasn't the undead who were hit hard on the flanks, but themselves.

On the battlefield, Leonardo was chasing and killing the Lich with a big sword. The latter had connected his arms at the moment, but its undead spell was almost useless against this strangely dressed knight. The arc-like shape has a wonderful repulsive force, making Leonardo like a loach, capable of deflecting most of the damage from undead spells.

And without the support of the Lich, the remaining skeletons could only resist stubbornly.

Victory is set.

But the victory didn't make Atsk's mood much easier, on the contrary, it was even heavier - the two battles with the undead actually relied on the shield soldiers to support the bottom line, and then relied on the big sword troops that entered the field from the side to inflict heavy damage on the skeletons.

Although this is in line with their original concept, the arms are specialized and each performs its duties. Compared with the general legion without arms distinction, the structure of the Siliki Army enables it to exert greater power in battle, but at the same time it is more powerful. Test cooperation.

But at this moment, Azike realized that their number was too small, and this tactic was already stretched when facing the skeleton army.Yes, the shield soldiers only need to carry the bottom line honestly, but there are only two hundred shield soldiers present, and there are only 400 people including the halberd soldiers in the defense.

If you can hold the front line, you will naturally have the opportunity for the sword fighters to enter the arena, but what if you can't hold it?

People, lack of people, extremely short of people.But this is not a problem that can be solved temporarily. Even if the immature recruits and surrendered soldiers of the Siliki Army can be pulled over, the number of over a thousand people is still as small as ants on the battlefield in the northern border.

He thought to himself, the current situation in northern Xinjiang no longer allowed them to do what they could do, as they had imagined before, by picking up some lost money and earning military merit.If they were originally by the pond, they are now in the muddy water.

"Mr. Angers." The lady mage behind her suddenly made a suspicious voice: "Is that Mr. Wei's spirit knight?"

He raised his head and looked forward, only to see a swift figure galloping towards him on the snow. The matching of the pointed triangular helmet and the big sword was the standard configuration of a spirit knight.

"Is Azike Angers here?" The spirit knight raised his head and shouted loudly: "The commander of the legion has urgently reported that the undead still have follow-up reinforcements. The number is unknown. The Siliki army is led by Azike Anjie. Stein decides to stay!"

"The undead still have reinforcements?!" Mia lost her voice: "Mr. Nawei... Where is your army commander?"

The spirit knight raised his head and chest, and responded: "The commander of the legion is riding alone to lure the death knights away."

"Riding alone... Leading away the Necromancer Knights..."

Mia's eyes suddenly lost their luster, and she stared blankly at the north, biting her lip unconsciously.

The figure of the spirit knight below gradually dissipated, and it couldn't exist for long after leaving Cyril's side.Azike took a deep breath, looked back at Mia who was still in a daze, and could only whisper: "Miss Christian, with the lord's ability, nothing will happen. The most urgent thing is to follow what the lord said. , Arrange for the Siliki Army..."

He settled down, judging from the words from the spirit knight, it was obvious that the number of undead they had to face was extremely large, and they couldn't stop them at all...

"Let's retreat and give up the Baihua stronghold." He immediately made a decision in his heart, "Even if we retreat to Xuecao Village, we must preserve our vitality."

At this time, Mia finally woke up from the worrying fantasy, and ordered the messengers on the side to deliver the order.She looked around the sentry tower, and suddenly realized something:
"Has Alina not come back yet?"

"Miss Visconti?" Atzke replied, "Didn't she go to pick up Miss Caroline, she should have arrived."

At the beginning of the battle, Mia arranged for Elena to pick up Caroline who was staying in Burns, so as not to cause accidents to Caroline.Although there was a distance, but the battle lasted for so long, it was time to come back.

"Could it be..." A bad thought immediately appeared in Mia's mind. The army of undead was advancing in their direction. Doesn't that mean that an advance team has already sneaked in?

Could it be that some undead happened to meet Caroline and Elina...

She didn't dare to think about it for a while, Elena only brought a few half-lizards there, if she was entangled by the undead advance team...

"Let Memphis and the others go to Burns to check on the situation." Azik came up with a countermeasure. He clearly knew how important these girls were to the lord, especially the little girl with short silver-white hair, Caroline. , is simply a treasure held in the palm of Cyril's hand.

But before he could give the order, he saw several archers who were also scouts rushing to the tower: "Master Angers, yes, there are undead approaching from the west!"

"In the north, there are also in the north! They are all regular troops in armor!"

"Come so fast?" At this moment, Azik almost doubted whether he was on the extreme northern plain, the base camp of the undead, or on the northern territory of La Rochelle. "Let them retreat immediately, and we will retreat to the southeast."

And a scout hurriedly said: "Master Memphis has told us to shrink and retreat, but Lord Rhodes and the others seem to have some opinions..."

"What's your opinion at this time?" Atzke took out a signal arrow from his bosom without even thinking about it.

But immediately, he heard the sentinels stammering:

"The bodies of the dead brothers, it's too late to deal with..."

Atsk froze.

He looked to the north, and could only see figures walking back and forth in a blur, but he couldn't see what they were doing.And at this moment Azik finally understood.

He was absent-minded for a short moment, then gritted his teeth, and triggered the signal arrow in his hand, and the red streamer went straight to the sky, presenting the crescent moon and the deer's head in midair.

The lady mage behind her lowered her head, tightly holding the crystal blue pendant from Mr. Wei with both hands.She looked in the direction of Southwest Burns, her nails were about to dig into the flesh.

"Elena, Caroline, you must be well..."

She whispered in her heart.

far away.

Leonardo raised his head, looking at the red signal blooming above his head, and the archer's scouts were still urging by his ears.

He put down the corpse of a shield guard on his back, looked at Rhodes, who was passing a corpse to Wolfe, with a corpse in front of his left arm and right arm, and said in a deep voice: "Rhod , we have to go, tell your people to regroup immediately, and we will retreat to the southeast."

The knight from Solconan gritted his teeth and looked at the pile of corpses that had finally gathered beside him, each of which was his most familiar subordinates.There are still several corpses scattered around, being carried towards here by the other shield soldiers and sword fighters who are also too tired to walk.

"Rods! There is no time for you to drag on! If you don't retreat in time, you will only be overtaken by the undead!" Leonardo said loudly, and at the same time ordered: "Belongs to the Great Sword Battalion, retreat to the southeast immediately !"

He looked at Rhodes again. The latter clenched his fists tightly and made a hooting sound in his throat. He finally raised his head suddenly and was about to order, but Wolff on the side rushed to shout:

"My lord! Are you really going to give them up? They shouldn't..."

"To shut up!"

Rhode's forceful command interrupted Wolff. He gritted his teeth and ordered word by word: "Everyone, retreat immediately, retreat immediately!"

The urging sound of the scouts sounded again, and the outermost scouts were already gathering to evacuate.

Wolfe stared at Rhodes, licked his frozen lips with the tip of his tongue, and finally let go of his hands, throwing the corpse in his arms on the ground.

Antonis, the captain of the halberd soldiers, patted him on the shoulder vigorously. He turned around in silence, and together with the shield soldiers and halberd soldiers, he walked towards the queue of sword fighters.

The extremely high execution power made the snow field, which seemed chaotic just now, empty in an instant.Leonardo looked at the queue that had already set off, and turned his head.

In Rhode's hand, he was already holding an expensive spell scroll.He triggered it, and in an instant, a raging flame rose from the scroll, and he threw it into the pile of corpses, burning more and more intensely.

Facing the pile of corpses, he raised his hand to salute, and said silently in his heart: "May the stars shine on you." When he put down his hand again, he saw that Leonardo had lifted his mask at some point, and finished the salute solemnly.

"Let's go." Rhodes took a deep breath, "We are responsible for the remaining living people."

Leonardo nodded slightly.The shield soldiers and halberd soldiers who endured the impact of the undead suffered the most. He took a preliminary glance and estimated that nearly a quarter of the two teams were lost.

And as the frontline commander of the shield soldiers and halberd soldiers, one can imagine how uncomfortable Rhodes must be.

He put down his visor again to cover his weather-beaten face, and then, together with Rhodes, chased after the retreating troops.

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Lovisa and Alderney under the Maitland Mountains didn't know about the changes in the rear, and the Tower of the North Wind didn't know that they were surrounded by powerful enemies.

When the Siliki army was retreating to the rear to avoid the advancing undead army, on the plain east of the Tower of the North Wind——

Several horses are being whipped vigorously by their masters.The knight on horseback lowered his body, dodging the feathered arrows chasing behind him.

"Run separately, run separately! Go around them!"

Just as Bivis raised his head to speak, he felt his scalp go cold, and the fur cap he was wearing was shot through by an arrow and flew out.And the scout who was running beside him just now fell off his horse, leaving only the horse running beside him.

"Baron!" He turned around and shouted. The scout who fell off the horse was shot in the back and tried to crawl forward. An undead bone horse had already chased him. .

Bivis turned his head twitching, his face was full of tears.He tried his best to spur the horse, and the scouts beside him did the same, but they were still shot down by the ghost knights who could ride and shoot, falling one by one.

He never thought that he would encounter a group of undead on the way he passed. This was obviously a route they had only explored a few days ago, so it should be safe!
And the undead archers deployed in this group of undead are simply the natural enemies of their scouts.On the vast plains, they were pursued by Necromancer horse archers who outnumbered them, and there was little cover to hide in.

Although they counterattacked and killed a few necromancer horse archers at first, they soon fell into a disadvantage-the horses had limited stamina, and even though their speed had a slight advantage over the necromancer horses, they were still rejected due to physical problems. catch up.

Now the horse under his crotch is also at the end of its strength.Bivis turned his head and saw that the horse on which a scout he had selected suddenly gave a soft front leg, and directly lifted the scout into the air and fell to the snow.

Bivis didn't dare to look back, he panted heavily, and touched the longbow behind him with a trembling hand, but the quiver was empty.

The sound of hooves behind him was getting closer and closer, and those tireless monsters were about to catch up with him and cut off his head with the sword.But his news hasn't been sent out yet - it should be close to the garrison of those legions!

Why, why hasn't it arrived yet!
His eyes were completely covered with tears, he only knew to flick the whip blindly, twist and dodge blindly.Suddenly, he seemed to see a flag flying in front of him.He thought it was an illusion, the presentation of his last vision before death——

But even so, Bivis still yelled hoarsely with his already hoarse voice: "There are undead, help, help!"

This sound almost exhausted all his strength, he couldn't even hug the horse's neck, his body went limp, and he fell off the horse's back.

Pain came from all over the body immediately, Bivis stretched out his powerless hands, his face was buried in the cold snow, and suddenly his mind cleared up a lot.

Then, he heard a loud roar:

"Archer, shoot those undead off my horse!"

The sound of the long arrow leaving the string was so clear and sweet, he raised his head and saw the rain of arrows passing through the air.Above the rain of arrows was a flag with the head of an eagle painted on it.

The sound of falling horses continued to be heard behind him, and then soldiers passed by him, and someone helped him up...

Bivis felt that his consciousness was gradually dissipating, he was being dragged forward, and he vaguely heard someone asking himself.He raised his head with the last of his strength, and vaguely recognized that the person in front of him was dressed as a general. He uttered a few words in his hoarse voice, but couldn't hold it anymore, bowed his head, and passed out.

"Take him to rest."

Claude Atley waved his hand, and the soldiers carried the unconscious scout away.He frowned—he recognized the scout's outfit, which was exactly the same as the soldier of his old classmate he had seen that day.

"White flowers, many undead?"

Atley immediately unfolded the map and looked at the Baihua stronghold in the south of where he was - it could even be regarded as the hinterland of northern Xinjiang. How could there be so many undead?

There are also those undead cavalry archers-this is not a unit that should be included in the configuration of the infiltrated undead advance team. They will only move with large troops and take on the task of scouting and interference...

Could it be that large-scale undead sneaked into the northern border quietly-but so many legions marched all the way from the Tower of the North Wind and built a second line of defense, how could the undead slip through?

This……

The adjutant reported at this time: "Sir, we found a few horses and scouts. They fell not far away, but they were all dead."

"They came from the scout team..." Atley whispered.

"Is what he said credible?" The adjutant hesitated, "How could there be large-scale undead sneaking in? It's not like we don't have outposts along the way in these areas, so it's impossible to let them sneak in?"

"But that's the truth." Atley took a deep breath, "I'm afraid the situation is much worse than we thought."

"Then, my lord, are you going to..."

Atley tapped the table lightly with his fingers, closed his eyes for a moment, and said:
"Requesting support from the Legion nearest us, we turn south and advance."

"But this is the military order of the Tower of the North Wind..."

"If the Tower of the North Wind is gone, does the military order of the Tower of the North Wind have any meaning?" He glared at the adjutant sternly, "The whole army, implement it immediately."

　Feel the plot change a bit fast?
　　But I don't think it should be abrupt, and I hope everyone can accept this plot.

　　Thank you Panda Shanren for your rewards all the time, thank you

　　
　
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