I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 11 Charlemagne's Army and the Grand Witch's Magic: The Garden of the Piranha
The black wolf demon hunter downstairs, after discovering the enemy's intentions, immediately untied the crossbow on his back, passed through the wall cut off by the knight's sword, and aimed at the four formal knights leading the team outside and one last The cavaliers in front fired continuously.

The leader of the official knight, Manuel Boar, grabbed the short arrow that was shot with his left hand.

The dynamic vision ability of a formal knight is terrifying, and his superhuman physique allows him to catch arrows with his bare hands.

"It's a five-link crossbow made by the Marquis of Clockwork. A crossbow like this is worth two standard knight swords."

"Okay, I didn't expect to have such a harvest, mine."

He looked at the archer sarcastically, and was surprised to find that the man was dressed as a witcher, and then he realized that the weight of the short arrow was wrong.

"this is……"

"The potion trap of the Griffin School... how is it possible..."

"This is not something that ordinary demon hunters can do. Everyone, throw away the short arrows in your hands!"

But it's too late.

Because of the superior dynamic visual ability and reflex nerves of the knights, they all caught the short arrows that were shot at their faces with their bare hands.

And the tails of the short arrows were actually hung with a potion bottle the size of a fingernail.

Then it exploded.

This potion bottle is a combination of chemical technology and magic technology. Once it explodes, it will produce a shock wave covering 10 square meters.

The four official knights and seventeen knight apprentices of the Boar Knights, because they had to maintain their formation and destroy the load-bearing wall of the post house, caused them to get too close, so when the five concussion potion bottles exploded, these knights They were knocked off their horses one after another.

The headless body of the old witch, coming down the stairs, she now has no head so she can't see.

But her head is in the window on the fourth floor, so she can see the scene downstairs, and her body can naturally respond accordingly.

She saw the panicked drinkers in the post house, the hunchbacked old man and the tavern owner Rayleigh hiding in the corner.

She also saw the boar knights. She used her fingers to draw lines of words in the air, and these words vibrated and harmonically with the air, producing sounds.

"The potion trap of the Griffin School..."

"How many times have you passed the nine demon hunter trials?"

"No, it's impossible for a character like you to follow a down-and-out nobleman. It seems that you are not honest."

"Let's cooperate, this is what Your Majesty means. If they disturb Your Majesty, things will be bad."

"These guys are inferior, the anger of His Majesty is one ten-thousandth of the terrifying."

Manuel Boar of the Boar Knights got up from the ground, and he pulled down the visor of his helmet, revealing a ferocious face of anger. "The alliance of the witcher and the witch, aha."

"I've known for a long time that a witcher is not a good thing."

"Don't worry about these two guys."

"The witch's head is not here, and her heart must have been hidden by her. There is no point in killing a body here. She can find another body."

"Her head must be upstairs."

"The plan has changed. Stop destroying the building. You guys cover me. I'm going upstairs to kill the head of the witch who has no resistance."

The black wolf and the witch were startled at the same time.

Because upstairs there is Evita who is performing a ceremony.

Never let them go up!
Manuel the boar mounted his horse and whistled at the same time, and at once twenty horses rushed into the posthouse.

At the same time, the knights and knight attendants threw away the too long knight swords in their hands, and followed behind the horses with half swords in their hands as off-hand weapons.

This horse is the vanguard, and the warrior's subsequent tactics come from the battlefield.

This is a tactic used in serious battlefields!
The witcher Black Wolf drew out his great sword and chopped off the heads of three horses that rushed towards him one by one.

The horse's head fell to the ground like a sack, splashing a lot of blood on the ground.

Hei Lang was puzzled: "These are excellent horses bred from mortal horses and magical beasts, why should they be sent to death?"

The only remaining left hand of the old witch is gesticulating. In fact, it is her head at the window on the fourth floor that casts the spell, but it is her headless body that casts the spell.

She suddenly drew words one by one in the air with her left hand, and those words vibrated with the air, making a sound.

"This is the formation of Emperor Charlemagne, which is specially designed to deal with powerful stragglers. Damn it, this is a tactic. Pay attention to your left front."

It was too late for the witch's reminder.

A knight servant suddenly jumped out from under the belly of a war horse, and stabbed the black wolf's thigh with a sword.

Then, another knight attendant jumped out from the side of the war horse, and his sword pierced Hei Lang's left arm.

Hei Lang is a very experienced demon hunter, but at most he is only used to dealing with monsters and has never fought on the battlefield.

However, the members of these boar knights are completely different from him.

They are used to fighting heretics, cultists, merchants, and all enemy groups.

The art of war is something that individuals can never match alone.

The black wolf demon hunter was in great pain, and he used his big sword to block several swords that stabbed at his fatal wound.

But his body was covered in cuts and bruises.

The witch quickly wrote a few paragraphs with her left hand. "Fortunately, they didn't carry bows and crossbows. Charlemagne's tactics were divided into a group of horses in the front, soldiers fighting in the middle, and someone behind him shooting cold arrows."

"Hundreds of years ago, Charlemagne used this method to kill many professionals."

"However, things like bows and arrows and crossbows are strictly forbidden by the church to be used in the Black Magic Forest. They can only be used when fighting against heretics."

"The Boar Knights took money from the church, so they probably won't blatantly violate the church's orders."

"And now my spell is ready."

The old witch suddenly straightened her left hand, raised it high, and spread her five fingers.

A dark cloud gathered in the room and appeared above her palm.

With a wave of her hand, thousands of seeds fell on the stairs, on the wooden floors, in the bar, beside the drinkers who hid nearby, among the horses and knights.

The dark cloud also followed, and it started to rain in the house.

This is the natal spell that belongs to the great witch - the garden of the piranha secret realm.

As the gray rain fell, sprouts grew on the wooden floor.

These seeds took root and germinated, quickly germinated, and in a very short period of time, they quickly turned into rafflesia flowers that were taller than adults—piranhas.

The tops of these piranhas are still shining with a strange purple, as if covered with a layer of beautiful mist, and their mouths are full of fangs and sharp teeth that grow upside down like sharks.

In an instant, the first floor of the post house turned into a large garden of piranhas.

These hundreds of Rafflesia flowers swallowed up the precious war horses one by one, and attacked the knights at the same time.

"Our war horses were eaten by piranhas! Those war horses...are expensive!!!"

"Oops, these piranhas will attack us, pay attention to defense, don't disperse the formation! No matter how expensive a horse's life is, it's not as expensive as ours!"

"Defense! Defense! Defense! Don't mess up the formation!"

"Someone has been swallowed! I can't save them. These are some things. I'd rather fight a formal knight than a witch!! I don't want to be the fertilizer of flowers."

The piranhas pounced on the knights, but it must be said that they were very disciplined, and during the panic retreat, they basically only suffered a little injury.

Only five knight attendants who did not have time to return to the team were swallowed by piranhas.

Inverted teeth ground their flesh like stone discs.

These knight attendants only have the seeds of life in their bodies, and have not yet formed extraordinary organs, and their defense power is not much stronger than that of ordinary humans.

That's why armor is needed.

It's a pity that these knight servants don't have the money to buy chain mail and iron plate armor. They basically wear a helmet and an inflatable cotton armor filled with a lot of cotton and rags.

They are all cheap goods, not comparable to the full body armor of formal knights.

Being swallowed by piranhas at this moment, and without reliable protection on the body, it is really more ominous.

This is a great witch after all.

(End of this chapter)