Doom Knight System

"For the glory of God!"

A dozen Templar knights waved their knight swords, and the soldiers behind them rushed towards the castle like a tide, but it was not as easy as expected. A deep ditch had already been dug under the city wall.

Except for the low-level knights who can jump through the mutated horses, the other soldiers can only wait to die after falling into it.

Boom... Boom... The rhythmic sound of broken drums came from the city wall, because the gully made the slowed-down soldiers raise their heads in confusion, followed by a burst of crackling gunshots.

Accompanied by billowing white gunpowder smoke, tiny lead bullets whizzed down like a storm, pouring down on the soldiers approaching slowly, like a scythe dropped by the god of death.

Lead bullets are more terrifying than arrows to some extent. Soldiers who are hit by arrows may still be treated. In order to prevent blood infection, amputation is the best result for soldiers who are hit by lead bullets. Most of them will eventually die of sepsis sick.

The lead bullets carried powerful kinetic energy and mercilessly pierced through the simple leather armor of one soldier after another. These poor people were like wheat that was cut down in autumn, falling in pieces in a pool of blood.

The advancing soldiers were stunned, and the brutal siege battle had just kicked off, and the cruelest scene had already been revealed.

One of the Templars had just pulled the reins, and before he jumped to the ground, a pitch-black spear whizzed down from the sky.

Pierce it together with the horse and nail it to the ground.

This was the first knight to die, and at the same time, the morale of the attacker began to drop, so that Orondo had to stop and ordered a temporary rest.

Orondo's body was as fast as lightning, and he rushed under the city wall to resist the man who had been hit by the spear to his shoulders, his feet were slightly wrong, and then retreated extremely quickly.

boom!boom!The flintlock guns on the city wall kept firing, and Orendo waved the knight sword in his hand, only to hear Ding!Ding!After the sound of metal colliding, all the lead bullets were ejected back, and the whole process was as easy as walking in a courtyard.

Lancelot resisted not ordering the magic tower to attack, so that the arrogant knight leader could stay.

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In the next few days, Wimbledon Castle persisted in the fierce offensive of the Holy See coalition forces. All the peripheral castles were bulldozed, and half of the village became waste. Around Wimbledon Castle, there were burning fires everywhere. Flames filled the air with choking black smoke.

After a day of fighting, Wimbledon Castle fell into silence, perhaps because of the weather, which made the castle look a bit gloomy.

The streets leading to the central square are full of densely packed people, and stretchers for wounded soldiers are going back and forth.

The mournful wailing of the wounded soldiers mixed with the stern scolding of the officers, vividly showing the cruelty of war.

The scene outside the castle was even more tragic. Corpses were piled up layer by layer, filling up the entire ravine. Weapons and armor were scattered everywhere, and siege equipment was burning with embers, emitting wisps of black smoke.

Against the background of the snow, the plasma was extremely dazzling, forming a purple-red passage between the Allied forces of the Holy See and Wimbledon Castle.

"Woo...I want to go home." A Holy See soldier was carrying the corpse while sobbing in a low voice, his immature face full of horror.

"Hurry up! Don't be so fucking crying, everyone will be rewarded for taking down the castle!" With a gloomy expression, the officer waved his whip and lashed the soldier's back hard.

Because the siege battle was more brutal than expected, the Holy See had to draw troops from other districts, and at the same time forcibly recruit soldiers of the right age to participate in the battle.

"We have suffered heavy casualties, General!" said a senior officer to Orondo with trepidation.

Orondo looked serious, and said slowly: "The order we got is to capture the castle at all costs, and continue to attack after an hour!"

"General! Otherwise... let's use treasures or magic scrolls. This kind of primitive offensive and defensive warfare is not what we are good at." The senior officer said in a low voice.

Orondo pointed to the sky, and said coldly: "Shut up, unfairness is relative, don't forget it!"

The airship suspended in the dark clouds in the sky is the condition for the two parties to restrain themselves.

An hour later, rumbling!The war drum sounded again, and the formation of the Holy See coalition began to move forward, and the two rows of soldiers in front raised their huge shields.

Just approaching the castle, a burst of arrows shot out like a torrential rain, densely packed from the sky, and only the scalp-numbing swishing sound could be heard on the battlefield.

Casualties began to appear in the battle formation of the Holy See coalition forces, and soldiers fell one after another. However, after several days of bloody offensive and defensive battles, the soldiers of the coalition forces had already become numb to death, and mechanically began to build wall ladders.

And a Templar knight behind suddenly stood up, raised his long sword, and shouted loudly: "Shoot the arrow! Fight back!"

Crash!Immediately, there were two rows of archers in the formation of the Allied Forces of the Holy See, setting up their bows and arrows, and sending their hands away at the same time.

After two showers of arrows, the next step is the trebuchet, with stones the size of washbasins coming and going in the air.

The defenders of Wimbledon Castle took advantage of their condescending advantage, while the Allied Forces of the Holy See fled with their heads hugged by the stones.

Woohoo... The sound of the horn signaled the end of another day, and both sides on the battlefield breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Lancelot was in the warm magic tower with a serious expression on his face. His energy value was almost exhausted, but he managed to keep Wimbledon Castle from being breached.

The magical knight system can always repair the castle just right, turning each farmer into a farmer and soldier. Although there is only one word difference between the two, the effect is completely different.

This is also the reason why many people who are secretly watching feel incredible.

Mrs. Pomero stood up from the ground, wiped the white liquid from the corner of her mouth, and asked in a low voice, "We... can we win?"

"Whether we win or not is not up to us, but in other battlefields." Lancelow tidied up his clothes, and then kept signing his name on one scroll after another.

Mrs. Pomero was puzzled, she put her arms around Lancelot's neck in favor, and asked, "My dear, why do you say that?"

"This time, there are many nobles participating in the Holy See coalition forces. What would you think if you were the royal family of Ingrey? The royal family will not let one family dominate, it will balance it." Lancelot said.

"You won't...you won't give up on me, dear?" Mrs. Pomero curled up in Lancelow's arms like a kitten, and only at this time would she feel at ease.

Lancelot stroked Mrs. Pomero's head, kissed her earlobe lightly, and whispered in a malicious tone: "It depends on your attitude, whether you can satisfy me."

"Bad man!"