Alien Knights

　　 Silver Ring City, the palace of the palace, early morning. (Escape day)

　　 "Your Majesty, it's been more than an hour, how long do you want us to wait?!" The chief judge of the Great Court stood outside the door of the sleeping hall and shouted.

　　 As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.

　　 Queen Mary in a white court gown, lightly flamboyant and dazzling, amazed everyone's eyes. She was not like a sinner waiting to be tried, but a princess dressed up for a feast.

　　 "You are really leisurely and elegant."

The familiar voice made Queen Mary divert her eyes and saw Earl Knar standing next to the presiding judge. The triumphant smile made her raise her head: "Earl, people will always remember the withered rose in the frost, and Who can think of weeds rotting in the mud?"

　　 Earl was taken aback, then he darkened his face and shouted in a low voice: "Don't worry, whether it is a rose or a weed, I promise you will be the first to know!"

　　 At five o'clock in the morning, it's just dawning.

　　 Queen Mary walked in the middle, and nobles, maids, maids, and hundreds of soldiers walked in front of her. Such a strange "team" passed through the garden, walked across the promenade, and walked to the palace square. There, waiting for the woman was a prison car and a cavalry battalion that was ready to go and was responsible for escorting.

　　 Herman, wearing armor and holding a sword and shield, hides quietly beside a corridor in the palace. He glanced at the ten fully armed guard knights around him. These people were his most trusted friends in the guard camp and the only partners in this rescue operation.

　　 His plan of action is not complicated.

　　 Relying on the familiarity of the terrain and the convenience of identity, 11 guard knights headed by Hermann chose this narrow corridor in the palace as the place of action. There are two reasons: First, the terrain here is narrow and the formation cannot be deployed, which is more conducive to elite combat; second, through this corridor, walk on for a few minutes, and it is the palace square, where a large number of elite troops are waiting. After that, there will be no place where you can do it. I am afraid this is the best and only opportunity.

　　 "My lord, they are here."

　　 Hearing the reminder from his subordinates, Herman poked out his head carefully, looked at the long line on the other side of the corridor, and frowned slightly.

　　The troops responsible for escorting the queen are soldiers of the "Eastern Legion" of the Silver Ring Kingdom. They have been fighting with the Holy Guard for a long time. They are skilled in combat and are not afraid of death. This is not good news for the rescue plan...

　　 Herman counted the **** teams in front of and behind the queen. Behind her, there were 80 soldiers and nobles; in front of her, there were only 20 soldiers, and the others were mostly maids and maids. If you want to rescue the queen, the best way is to cut off the team from her. The 11 knights are divided into two teams. The front team is responsible for defeating the 20 soldiers escorting the first half of the team as soon as possible and opening the retreat channel; It is necessary to block the attack of eighty soldiers before that.

　　 After thinking for a while, the knight commander gestured, indicating that his six people were responsible for attacking the first half, and himself and the other four were responsible for blocking the second half of the team.

　　 Watching the **** team get closer, Herman lowered his figure in the grass, held his breath, and watched the front half of the team pass by. When Queen Mary's white dress came into view, the knight commander stood up abruptly, grabbed the guardrail with both hands, and turned over and entered the corridor.

　　 Seeing the 11 guard knights descending from the sky, everyone who escorted the team was shocked.

Hermann pulled up the dazed queen with one hand and pushed her behind him. With the other hand, he untied the shield from his back, facing the soldiers coming like a tide, and formed his comrades. A "shield wall".

　　 After a moment of silence, it was as if a splash of ice water poured into a pot of hot oil, and the shouts, the sound of fighting, and the clash of weapons quickly resounded in the corner of the palace.

　　 "Hold the shield! Keep the battle line!" Herman used the shield to resist the blade in front of him, and shouted at the knights around him.

　　While they were buying time, the six knights who were in charge of attacking the first half gave up the defense and launched a life-threatening attack on the twenty soldiers in front of them.

　　 If their opponent is the private soldier of the lord, or the defender in the city, this may be an easy battle.

　　 But unfortunately, they may face the most elite Wei Rong troops in the entire Yinhuan Kingdom. After 4 sergeants were damaged by the initial shock, the remaining 16 sergeants in the first half responded quickly and formed a battle formation. The knights' first-hand advantage is getting smaller and smaller. Sophisticated equipment has become the only way for them to gain the upper hand. They have to fight for the opportunity to be pierced with a wound and draw a bloodstain, and use the method of losing both to solve each enemy.

　　 If the attack in the first half only progresses slowly, then the defense in the second half can only be described as tragic and cruel.

　　 The enemy saw the blade and sharp spear, unable to cause substantial damage to the knight's armor, and immediately changed the formation. Heavy infantry equipped with flail, battle axe, and warhammer fought with the knights. The battle situation suddenly became dangerous. With the huge impact and splashing sparks, along with the inaudible cry, the knights' "shield wall" was struck and retreated, and the shield was repeatedly hit by heavy weapons and changed. There are pits and pits and debris flying all over the place.

　　 A knight next to Herman was hit in the head by a warhammer because he couldn't dodge. The steel helmet suddenly sank, and blood flowed down the gap in the armor. Even so, the knight still held the shield high, doing defensive movements mechanically, protecting the comrades around him from harm.

　　 "Asshole! Use crossbow arrows! Use crossbow arrows!"

　　 A shrill voice sounded among the soldiers in the second half, and Earl Knoll blushed and yelled at the commander angrily.

　　 "But there are our soldiers on the opposite side, and some women in the palace."

　　 "Idiot! Do you want to watch the criminals run away?! Give me a crossbow arrow!"

　　 A moment later, there was a intensive sound of piercing crossbow strings on the battlefield.

　　 Herman's left shoulder chilled, and the warm liquid slowly overflowed and dripped under his feet. The power in the knight's body faded bit by bit, his consciousness slowly became blurred, and the voices from deep in his memory echoed in his mind, and the vows of the knight's canonization sounded in his ears. The vow's voice grew louder and louder, and gradually overwhelmed all the sounds of war.

　　『Iwillbekindtotheweak.——I swear to be kind to the weak』

　　 Herman roared and swung the long sword in his hand and pierced the thigh of the enemy in front of him. The opponent sat on the ground in pain, and his helmet rolled to the side. The knight raised the sword again, and when he was about to slash it down, the distorted face of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old under the helmet made him retract the weapon.

　　『Iwillbebraveagainstthestrong.——I swear to fight against **** bravely』

　　 Looking at a tall warrior waving a flail in front of him, rushing towards the "shield wall", Herman took a step forward and slammed the opponent's shoulder with a shield, and the dancing sword accurately cut the enemy's throat.

　　『Iwillfightallwhodowrong.——I swear to fight against all mistakes』

　　 A crossbow arrow, mixed with a sharp wind, pierced Hermann's right leg. The knight looked at the despicable crossbowman not far away, took a spear that had taken the enemy in front of him, and threw it backhand, piercing the chest of the sneak attacker.

　　『Iwillfightforthosewhocannotfight.——I swear to fight for the defenseless』

　　 "Sir! The front line got through! It's time to retreat!"

　　 Herman looked back, looked at the white shadow in his sight, smiled and turned his head back, and waved the weapon in his hand again.

　　『Iwillhelpthosewhocallmeforhelp.——I swear to help anyone who asks me for help』

　　 Herman’s comrades fell one by one, and in the end only he and one other were left, and the two of them retreated to the entrance of the tunnel while fighting. A great axe swung from below and struck another person in the calf. Watching his comrades fall to the ground, he threw the shield in his hand at the enemy, grabbed the arm of another knight, and tried his best to pull him back.

　　『Iwillharmnowoman.——I swear not to harm any woman』

　　 dragging his comrades, Herman, who hurried backwards, ran into the person behind him. The three girls dressed as maids hugged each other, crying and looking at the blood-stained knight commander. The latter put down the long sword, but was accidentally hit in the back by a throwing axe, and a mouthful of blood poured into his throat.

　　『Iwillhelpmybrotherknight.——I swear to help my brother knight』

　　The entrance to the corridor is close at hand. The knight who is responsible for attacking the front line, turned back to resist the enemy's attack, Hermann dragged the injured comrade out of the corridor first~www.readwn.com~ I swear to treat my friend sincerely"

　　 Herman and the others closed the gate of the corridor together. He sat in front of the closed gate, grabbed the shafts on both sides with his hands, blocked the enemy's hitting the door with his body, and yelled to let the others go quickly. A halberd split the door and pierced the knight's abdomen. The blood gradually gathered under him and became a pool of blood.

　　『Iwillbefaithfulinlove.——I swear I will never change my love until death』

　　 Seeing Queen Mary crying and stretching out her hands to herself, Herman, who was full of blood in her eyes, smiled and shook his head. His mouth could no longer make a sound, and he moved his lips with the last of his strength.

　　 "Farewell...My love..."

　　……

　　 The west gate of the palace, the Baron Cumberland, who led his private soldiers to meet him, silently looked at the bruised knights in front of him, and glanced at Queen Mary, whose white dress was mostly soaked in blood.

　　 "My Lord Baron! Knight Captain Hermann is still inside! Please help him!" The knight who was rescued from his leg injury said loudly towards the old man.

　　 Cumberland looked into the depths of the palace, listened to the shouts coming closer and closer, his arms holding the sword trembled slightly, his throat was dry, and he almost gritted his teeth and uttered a word: "Get on the horse."

"But!"

　　 The old man glared wide and widened: "Asshole thing! I said it! Get on the horse!"

　　A subordinate asked: "My lord, where are we going next?"

　　 Baron glanced at the palace for the last time, closed his eyes in pain, the reins in his hand creaked, and the two words were left stiffly.

　　 "Go west."