Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 504 Timely Rain: Northern Wind Crusaders
The undead are a very large group. Due to the particularity of the existence of necromancers and liches, skeletons occupy a large proportion in the undead army.

But this does not mean that the skeleton army is an army of the undead—strictly speaking, it is the entire army of dark creatures.In the future, the Keltier Alliance, led by the half-moon council founded by Sandro, will include skeletons, ghosts, zombies, vampires, abominations, and a series of dark creatures known to human culture.

Although at this point in time, the main combat force attacking La Rochelle is still skeletons, this does not mean that there are no other races among them.Cyril had already encountered the Iron Armored Zombie Corps before. They were veritable heavy armored soldiers who moved like a heavy chariot.

And the Ghost Legion encountered in front of him is a kind of thing that makes all human legions, even the Earth Dragon Legion of Ossan Emma, ​​worry.Cyril's spirit knight can also be regarded as a kind of "ghost".

Unless there is the protection and blessing of the gods from the Primordial Church, otherwise it is the same as a "spiritual knight", and its spiritual body characteristics, which are immune to physics and magic to a certain extent, can torture large numbers of human soldiers.

It's just that in 1440, did ghost corps actually appear on the frontal battlefield...

Cyril deeply doubts what Sandro, who was severely injured by the iris, did after fleeing back to the extreme northern plain.

Has the creation of the half-moon council sped up or slowed down?

He instigated the nightmare horse, intending to avoid some distance to avoid this advancing ghost army, and finding the exit of the underground passage is the most urgent thing.

But just when he was about to do so, the Nightmare Horse snorted suddenly, and stood up unexpectedly with its front hooves.If it weren't for Cyril's top riding skills, he might have been thrown off by the nightmare horse.

Cyril hugged the Nightmare Horse's neck tightly, without the slightest emotion of blame. He looked sideways, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the long sword was unsheathed, and he swung it forward, but he heard a "Dang", he was caught by the inexplicable The huge force transmitted to the sword made his arm numb, and the long sword was about to be thrown out of his hand.

At the same time, several figures gradually emerged not far from the side—they were all dressed in robes, their bodies were half suspended, their hands stretched forward, and the magic power was gathered together by their clustered hands, like a ball Lei Yun was preparing for his next attack.

"Ghost Witch?" Cyril's expression changed, and he cursed the shamelessness of the undead in his heart - it's just the Wraith Army, why did they even send out the Wraith Witch?

He is not very clear about the level of ghosts and witches in the real world, but this kind of existence, which is a spirit body, has a very high elemental affinity, so that it can condense a high concentration of elemental groups extremely quickly .

Ordinary ghost spirits don't know many kinds of spells, and often only have the most basic elemental arrows.But it can't stand its rapid cohesion speed. Once it stabilizes and starts to cast spells, it is a real magic machine gun!

And these clusters of ghost witch spirits are even more unreasonable, they can directly upgrade the magic machine gun to the magic anti-aircraft gun!
Cyril knew that now was not the time to get entangled with them, so he immediately instigated the nightmare horse.While running wildly, he quickly distanced himself from the Ghost Witch Spirits, but the Ghost Corps, who were not far away, had already noticed his existence!
"Oops!"

He heard a series of horseshoes behind him, turned around, and saw a figure of a ghost knight galloping in the air, the horse under his crotch flicked its silver mane, and was urged by the knight on the horse , followed him closely.

Five, ten, thirty... the Ghost Knights, whose number reached fifty, started chasing the "human" knight who discovered their existence!
Damn it, what kind of Ghost Corps is this? Why can it be accompanied by a Knights of this size?

Cyril's head is almost getting bigger, and the ghost knight's movement speed is very fast. Even if the speed of the nightmare horses is already excellent, they can't shake them off at all.Moreover, a knight group of this size is not something he can solve quickly. Even if he does not break through to the professional level, he estimates that the opponent is an elite monster with an average per capita level of [-] or [-].

Under such circumstances, if he continues to head all the way to the entrance of the underground passage, he will definitely attract the sight of the undead heading towards the Tower of the North Wind along the way, and he will inevitably fall into a situation of being surrounded and suppressed. He is a mere professional-level knight. , in the encirclement and suppression of the undead, there is no way to escape!
If Caroline was by her side, perhaps she could use Caroline's freakish spiritual power to change the shape of the Nightmare Horse and fly out into a griffin.But at the moment...

He gritted his teeth, turned his horse's head, and ran towards the north instead——

Since you are going to chase me, let's meet the noble private army of La Rochelle first!

It also happened to let those noble private soldiers know what kind of trouble happened in their rear.

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Azike leaned wearily against the doorpost of the house, folded his arms, and watched the half-lizards at the entrance of the town carrying materials back and forth to strengthen the basic defense of Xuecao Village.

There were few soldiers walking on the street, and most of them sat in twos and threes on the cleaned flagstone floor, with no superfluous expressions on their faces, each thinking about his own thoughts.

"Frustration"—Atzke knew the meaning of this word very well, and also knew that the current Siliki Army was in such a decline in morale.

Obviously they won the battle and wiped out the elite regular army of skeletons, but they didn't even have time to search for the loot, and they didn't even have time to clean up the corpses of their colleagues, so they were chased away by the undead...

When such a thing happened, it was not easy for a new army to adjust their emotions casually. "Morale" has listed several corresponding situations. When some troops encounter such setbacks, they will be in a state of depression, and finally the morale of the army will collapse.

And some troops will experience humiliation, remorse, and resentment, and then become more frustrated and courageous.

As to which type of Siliki's army belonged, Azike really didn't know.At a time like this, it's not like he stood in the front and said a few words to boost morale and let everyone go to kill the undead with high morale again—you know, they can't even contact their lord now!

Miss Mia is busy dealing with the wounded soldiers and providing them with treatment.The scout troops were scattered around Xuecao Village, scouting the situation, while the chief instructor of the archers, Memphela, seemed to have a little understanding, and was shutting himself out in the house at this time.

The shield soldiers and halberd soldiers combined lost about a hundred people. Rhodes was glumly drinking himself, and Atsk couldn't comfort the soldiers who were most injured in their hearts.

He crossed his arms and reflected on his previous actions, but he couldn't find a better solution to reduce the battle damage in the battle with the regular army of skeletons... The source of all the conflicts was not with him, and he couldn't help it. Do take the pot to yourself.

It seems that he can only let these soldiers learn to digest the bitter fruit...

"Hiss—la—"

The ear-piercing sound of rubbing rang in his ears, and Azike collected himself and recognized that it was the sound of weapons being dragged on the stone floor.He looked out, only to find a chubby-looking figure walking towards him on the empty street.

Leonardo.

In his hand was dragging the seemingly simple big sword. At this time, there was no magic power attached to it, but the sense of sharpness still emanated from his sword, leaving a deep crack on the stone slab.

The piercing sound didn't stop, and the soldiers on the street began to look towards the source of the sound.Atzke watched Leonardo's steady footsteps, gradually approaching him, knowing in his heart that he was here to find him.

Are you here to blame me?Do I have to argue?No, I, as the commander, did not make any mistakes at that moment——

These thoughts flashed in Azike's mind, and then he looked straight at Leonardo calmly, watching him stop in front of him.

One can imagine the importance of the harmonious relationship between the commander and the generals under his command for an army.He can admit that things don't go their way because of his decisions, but he has to tell these generals that these things are not "whatever you want them to be," and that he has done his best.

He wants to ensure that he maintains his rule in the army when Cyril is away, so that this army can still maintain "one heart"-this is the foundation for their morale to rise again in the future, and it is also the task Cyril entrusted to him .

"Leonardo, what do you want to say." Atzke asked directly.

There was silence under the visor, and the soldiers sitting and resting aside had already stood up, as if they were worried about any conflict between Leonardo and the commander-in-chief.

And Leonardo hesitated for a moment, and finally said:
"I have two things to report."

"You said."

"The supplies from Tochi City have arrived. They were delivered by the Northern Wind Crusade under the Flying Dragon Legion. They include food and grass supplies, medical supplies, some weapons and equipment, several engineers, and war equipment such as catapults and ballistas."

Azike was a little surprised, the script was completely different from what he thought; no, no matter from which point of view, it was so biased—how could Toch City ration them these things?
He settled down and continued to ask, "Why are there so many? Then there is one more thing?"

"One more thing..." Leonardo reached out and scratched the back of his head, although he could only grab the helmet, "Except for food supplies, the rest are from the North Wind Crusaders... Yes, I couldn't hold back , Detained them, including their people and supplies..."

He watched Azike's mouth grow slowly, and he looked extremely happy, and he became even more excited: "I think about it, the biggest problem is not that we don't have enough people? Let some dragon army command, It’s better to teach you how to command. So when I drew the sword, they followed suit, and when I swung the sword, they fell to the ground with a groan, and now Shell is still in charge..."

Atsk held his forehead.On the other side, the rest of the soldiers were already excited, and they lined up in a few breaths, and some people coaxed to go to the entrance of Xuecao Village to have a look.

"Leonardo, Leonardo, you, you..." Azik wanted to say that Leonardo might as well come and have a fight with him—according to the laws of the kingdom, during wartime What kind of punishment is the friendly army going to impose...

At this moment, the half-lizard Thomas came over and whispered to Atsk: "The Northern Wind Crusade is a troop funded by the Saulkonanshiva family. They specialize in war equipment and have nearly two hundred frost soldiers." Cold swordsman guards, and a total of [-] engineers, maintenance, and installation soldiers. Catapults and ballistas are their specialties, and they are especially good at building defensive positions."

"I guess they should drop by to ration our supplies, and then they are going north..."

The words of the half-lizard mage hit Atsk fiercely, and the idea of ​​blaming Leonardo disappeared suddenly: there are infantry guards, they can build defensive positions, and the war equipment is extremely lethal... Isn't this just a perfect complement to their current shortcomings?
Wouldn't it be too much for him not to take the initiative to accept the timely rain that came to his door?

"Have you asked where they are going?" Atzke asked the most critical question, "Who are they going to assist in launching an attack?"

"It's... what, the Seventh Legion of the Kingdom? It seems to be called Snowy Owl? I don't remember clearly." Leonardo put away the menacing sword, "How are you doing, are you satisfied?"

"Snowy Owl Legion? Isn't that the superior legion of the Bright Wing Infantry Regiment? If the Snowy Owl Legion called out from the Tower of the North Wind wants to requisition these war equipment, it doesn't mean that the Bright Wing Infantry Regiment wants to requisition, and it is equal to Claude Atley wants to requisition..."

His heart suddenly brightened, and he strode towards the outside of Xuecao Village in big strides. When he arrived at the newly repaired outer wall, he saw the red-haired female swordsman Xie Er standing leaning on the hilt of her sword, surrounded by several flattering faces. of generals.On the other hand, Schell looked impatient, even the usual smile disappeared, and waved repeatedly, signaling those generals to stay away from him.

Why is this scene different from what Leonardo said?

He greeted Shell, and was surprised to see that Shell quickly hid behind him as if he had found a savior.

Atzke shook his head, and turned to look at the generals and the soldiers behind them—their formation looked orderly, although they were light infantry, they had an unusually heavy feeling.

It didn't look like Leonardo said that he could fall down when he drew his sword.

"Northern Wind Crusade? Who is the person in charge?" Atzke asked, and saw one of the generals come out. He was tall and serious, and the armor he was wearing shone coldly, which was not ordinary.

"It's me, Pine Shiva, Your Excellency is..."

"Sciliki belongs to the commander of the Sciliki Army, Atsk Angers."

Azike was keenly aware of the strange expression on the other party's face when he heard his name, and then quietly asked: "Your Excellency is the one who scored the highest in the military academy exercises in the previous two... s?"

Azike's heart skipped a beat—he was all focused on the defensive position and the two hundred new troops just now, completely forgetting the opponent's background:
Solkonan, the Shiva family!
That is a big family that has produced a sword master!
Before he could give a response, Pine Shiva had already bowed slightly, with a grateful expression on his face: "We... um, what, thank you for taking care of me, I am very grateful..."

Azike vaguely felt a cold gaze behind him. He turned his head, but saw Miss Shell, who was standing with her sword in her arms, turning her head away to avoid his gaze.

He seemed to understand something.

　This viewing angle switching frequency should not feel too jumpy, right?
　　I wrote some fierce material, but I found out that it is not appropriate to put it here in a broken chapter, so I moved it back, hehe, hehehe
　　
　
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