Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 527 The pioneers of the original, how easy to use!
On the battlefield of Doin Plain, the battle is still going on.

It's hard to imagine that the undead army, which has always been known for its aggressiveness and madness, is actually adopting a defensive posture at this moment.Several legions were mixed together, and the banners above their heads were chaotic, receiving orders from liches or necromancers in a mess.

This is a major disadvantage of the undead army.Put them together, it will be an astonishing torrent, and few people can stop their pace.But once this torrent encounters a more violent hedging, the set they implement will no longer work, and the individuals who are not "intelligent" will become a mess.

At this time, it depends on the level of the liches and necromancers who manipulate them and give them instructions.

But at this moment, from Cyril's point of view, only two or three troops can maintain a decent formation, and the rest have completely become a mess under the retreat of the friendly troops, stepping on each other and hindering each other's movements.

And this result is the initiator of all this cheaper!
Primordial Church Army!
The closest to Cyril are rows of warriors holding double swords.The armor on their bodies is all bright silver, painted with bright red borders.Whenever they raise their hands to draw swords or block, these lines will light up dazzlingly and turn into streams of flowing lava, causing flame marks to form when the long swords in their hands are swung.

There is no doubt that the equipment, the armor and the two swords in his hands are all custom-made.All the equipment has special masters inlaid with runes to bless spells, and the armor itself is also mixed with mithril to improve defensive performance-if such a complete set of equipment is on the market, the starting price will be at least one hundred Gentry one set.

Should it be said that it is the church of the beginning of the rich and oily——

But well-equipped equipment is not only the main reason for maintaining its victory, what is really important is the skills of these church soldiers.

Their swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and although the way they hold a long sword in each hand makes them have to abandon their shields, this does not mean that they are defenseless.On the contrary, both of their swords have excellent parry ability, the left hand blocks the right hand attack, and the right hand blocks the left hand attack. When the enemy's loopholes are wide open, the two swords come out together, turning into a prairie fire shadow.

Under such an offensive, good and bad undead troops-even if they are all "main forces", they are dispatched from the army that besieged the Lovisa-Alderney line, but in front of the absolutely elite church army , or nothing.

And the retreat of the undead was not just because of this group of elite crusaders.Behind them, there is a tall banner that is shuttling back and forth—it is a group of primordial knights riding heavily armored horses, and the red tassels are like dancing flames.They maintained the formation of frontal arrows and steadily crushed the undead bushes at a slow pace. They had the demeanor of Mark I on the Somme River who ran over barbed wire and trenches.

The front couldn't resist, and the rear couldn't build a new front. This is destined to keep the undead under pressure and beating in a short time.But Cyril looked to the east, and saw several flags with the pattern of water droplets, representing the church army flying in the position - obviously it was a new batch of reinforcements from the church.

Suddenly, ear-piercing screams sounded from the position behind the undead, and a green circle of light visible to the naked eye surged toward the church ahead.But the armor mixed with mithril on the church army gave the best response to these spells from the necromancers-when the green halo hit them, they at most showed a little displeasure, and then the bright silver color on the armor The impact from the undead spell was resolved, allowing them to continue fighting.

And not long after the collective casting of the necromancers ended, an astonishing magical power suddenly erupted from the rear of the undead position.When Cyril looked there, what he saw was a series of swift figures getting out of the undead position, and then escaping into the shadows again, disappearing——

It was a rogue in the Church's army, performing an excellent collective beheading mission.

No one noticed the lonely figure of the knight standing in the south of the battlefield, still a certain distance away from the battlefield.Cyril presumptuously took a panoramic view of all this, and tried hard to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth——

Church Army, so despicable, so shameless, I like it so much!
Although in the game, he has also seen many battle scenes of the Primordial Church Army, but how did players have such a concept at that time?

Only when I was a lord and actually led troops to fight, did I understand how uncomfortable the Yuanchu church army's crushing with real gold and silver was worn on their bodies and achieved with extremely efficient cooperation, which made the enemy feel uncomfortable. How envious my own people look!
Cyril resisted the urge to quietly knock out a crusader, dragged him back to Siliki, stripped off his armor and taught it to the dwarves to study, forcing him to reveal the compendium of coordination skills and swordsmanship.He turned around, continued to think about the matters related to the second panel in a trance, and walked back unsteadily, intending to continue to take care of the exhausted Caroline and Alina.

But among the knights who were rushing out from the crowd of undead, a pair of eyes happened to notice this solitary figure.

Knight Len Bell, who was running beside the captain, immediately pointed the spear in the direction of Cyril: "My lord, there is an evil undead trying to escape—"

"You go and solve it." Andrew Coffey, leader of the Burning Knights, didn't care, just nodded to him.

The knight immediately rode out of the formation, and the knight behind him automatically took his place.He speeded up, intending to try to kill the undead before the team completed a transfer and return to the team.

The war horse under his crotch snorted, and he quickly approached the opponent, but the opponent seemed to have no reaction at all.Len Bell raised the lance in his hand expressionlessly, and when he was about to strike the enemy with one blow, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he looked forward again, there was a figure in front of him that was parallel to the undead before— —

How is this going?

He couldn't help frowning, and turned the lance from stabbing to sweeping.The figure on the outside shattered directly under the touch of the lance, but the figure inside twisted and disappeared from sight again!
Immediately afterwards, a huge force struck from under his chin.He tilted his head up uncontrollably, and was horrified to see a fist fly past his sight, and then a face appeared in his raised sight——

What a handsome young face this is. If he had such an appearance, the attitude of the nuns in the church would definitely be three grades better, treating him like a dean.And those pointed ears showed his impressive identity-this is... an elf?
But he quickly screamed, and the brows under the visor twitched: only then did he realize that the person who suddenly appeared in front of him was the "undead" he was chasing just now.But him, how did he dodge his lance, get into the space between himself and the horse's neck, punch himself and still stand or half-squat in front of him?

"You're running in the wrong direction, Mr. Cavalier." Len Bell heard the other party say to himself in a Salconen accent that couldn't be more positive, further confirming the identity of the other party's "friendly side".

He quickly pulled the rein of the horse, stopped his pace, and watched the young elf who was sitting face to face with him in a strange posture—it seemed that he was sitting on the head of a war horse. There was an odd heat.

That is... the location where he placed the "Original Pass"?But why is the token hot?
This question only remained in Len Bell's mind for half a second, and it was solved with the panic on his face.

——It is said that it is said that the token will give a strange reaction only when it sees a person who has obtained the "original approval", and there are very few people who can obtain this level of approval, and there seem to be few in La Rochelle. bit.

But, just a few months ago, it was said that Solconan's Photios had personally given such a title to a young man.

Could it be... is this the one in front of you?
Without the slightest hesitation, Len Bell got off his horse, took off his helmet, and saluted respectfully:

"The Church of the Origin, Knight of the Scorching Fire Knights Lun Bell, please refer to Lord Pioneer—"

He raised his head excitedly, and the young man in front of him was still standing there, which made him panic-could the other party be dissatisfied with his attitude?That's right, I actually tried to sneak attack Lord Blazer, it's lucky that Lord Danya didn't directly drop a thunderbolt to kill him!

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lowered his head again, and said sincerely: "Lord Pioneer, I mistakenly thought that you were an escaped undead, and this is reckless offense... Please forgive me!"

He didn't know where the young man in front of him was angry—Cyril was stunned for ten seconds, and finally remembered why the other party's attitude changed like this.

He almost forgot that he still bears the title of "Original Pioneer" and has a medal from Photios on his body!

This is simply the best, facing the identity of the Primordial Church!

He coughed lightly, pulled out the medal in the shape of light golden water droplets falling on the hexagram circle from the bracelet, put it on his chest, and looked at the knight in front of him who claimed to be the Scorching Knights. A little confidence.

"Len Bell, you've done a good job. As a primordial knight, you should have such care and responsibility." He nodded as if rewarding, watching the expression on the face of the knight in front of him gradually ease, and then Cough twice: "I want to know, how is the battle ahead?"

"My lord." Len Bell raised his head, seeing that there was no anger on the other party's face, he let out a sigh of relief, and continued to answer: "Our army came from Alderney to help the Tower of the North Wind, and the temporary battle with the Snowy Owl Legion The defense line coordinated the attack, and three main forces of the undead have been wiped out, with a number of more than [-]."

He clarified the battle situation of the Snowy Owl Legion in a few words, and only then did Cyril know that this unit led by the Snowy Owl Legion and formed by several private armies actually withstood the attack of the undead several times their size ——

Although the Siliki army in the Battle of Frostiron Mine Pit also faced an enemy that was several times larger than theirs, they still had a terrain advantage, and the frontal collision was not that tragic.And on this Duoyin Plain, all the positions are temporarily built, and the battlefield pressure of tens of thousands of people is far from what they can withstand in the battle of the mines!

Snowy Owl Legion?Can the legion commanded by Heywood Herman be so tough?
Cyril couldn't believe it, and thought there was something wrong with the world line.He forced himself to be serious, with a look of regret on his face:

"It's so...May the stars shine on these brave fighters. Sigh."

He sighed heavily, and said with great self-reproach: "If, if I could destroy the passage for the undead to sneak into the northern border earlier, there would not be so many soldiers killed here..."

"My lord, you don't have to blame yourself, no one would have thought that the undead would sneak in..." Len Bell said cooperatively, but he suddenly frowned——

Wait, what did the pioneer just say?
He destroyed the passage for the undead to sneak in?
what?
Len Bell raised his head tremblingly, his voice trembling: "My lord, what you said just now...was you destroying the passage for the undead to sneak in?"

"That's right." Cyril said absent-mindedly, with regret still on his face, "I've been busy with this matter, but I didn't expect so many undead to gather in the Doin Plain."

"Hic—Danya is here!"

"Master Pioneer, you are worthy of being Master Pioneer!"

Now he can't wait to drag the brothers of the knight order here, patted his chest muscles and told them: Look, I was praised by the pioneer who destroyed the passage of the dead!

Based on this alone, he could spend half a year playing in the tavern!

Cyril's face gradually returned to calm. He looked into the distance and said in a low voice: "Len Bell, your team still needs you. Go ahead and clean up these evil and filthy undead."

"Yes, my lord." Len Bell was full of fighting spirit at the moment, and when he turned around, he saw that the Knights had made another hole from the undead, and it was a good time to return to the team.He immediately put on his helmet, turned on his horse, and saluted Cyril again on horseback:

"My lord, may the stars shine on you."

"May the stars shine on you, brave knight." Cyril nodded to him, and heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the high-spirited knight gallop back to the team.

He was still thinking about how he should publicize Siliki's military exploits—just kidding, he is not an uncle, who has spent money, effort, and people to go all the way to northern Xinjiang to do good deeds without leaving his name.

He is here to make military achievements!It's for prestige!

At first they didn't even think about being able to do such a big thing, they just wanted to beat the autumn wind and clean up the lonely undead troops.In terms of Siliki's size, such feats are still convincing, but if it is said that they cut off the passage of the undead, few people would believe it.

But now with the help of the Primordial Knights to do the publicity, and the title of "Pioneer of the Primal Origin" as a guarantee, everything will be solved easily.

Maybe... can I get a little more reward?
　This volume is basically two-in-one and multi-in-one, and the number of words is actually almost one volume...

　　The war in northern Xinjiang has almost come to an end?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)