Doom Knight System

The day's siege battle lasted until the afternoon, and it was coming to an end. The two sides in the battle left nearly [-] corpses around the city wall. Finally, it turned into layers of crystal-like ice crystals, forming a strange beauty.

Even so, Orondo did not have the slightest intention of retreating. After beheading two unfavorable officers with his own hands, he personally led the team to charge forward three times.

There are enough corpses piled up under the city wall, and a steep 45-degree slope is formed along the city wall. Without siege equipment, you can rush to the city wall along the steep slope of corpses.

This was an opportunity for victory at the cost of the heavy casualties of the soldiers. Orondo did not dare to have the slightest hesitation. He knew that if he missed this opportunity, there would be no possibility of capturing Wimbledon Castle.

At this moment, in his mind, Wimbledon Castle was no longer a springboard for getting promoted and getting rich, and gaining family status. In terms of the current casualties, it was a blessing to return to the family without being punished.

At the juncture of the Holy See's victories in the outer city, there is no room for a little failure, which will make the already silent dark council rebound again. If it really reaches that point, Orendo knows that he may be thrown into hell to fend for himself.

Therefore, Orondo is already prepared to conquer Wimbledon Castle even if the entire army is wiped out.

Even if these private soldiers of the nobles are dead, it will not be any loss for him. As long as the Holy See can maintain its strength, there will always be a steady stream of speculators coming to the door.

The bloody priests on the city wall are already exhausted, and their mental strength is basically exhausted. When the altar and the treasure can't be stimulated, their role is not as good as that of ordinary soldiers.

Lancelow asked them to be sent back to the City Lord's Mansion to rest, and at the same time ordered the peasants and soldiers to continue to persevere.

Even with the loyalty bestowed by the system, the peasants and soldiers quickly reached their limits. Everyone was stained with blood, and no one could stand intact.

Camilla had a very headache, and she didn't have much mental power left. As a commander, she didn't need to go to the battlefield. Now the huge sword wound on her chest was left by a high-ranking knight.

All the peasants and soldiers in reserve had already stood on the city wall, so Camila had to discuss with the Lord "Mad Knight" about mobilizing a guard army to join the defense, but what she got was a result that disappointed her.

Maybe Lancelow didn't care about this offensive and defensive battle in his heart. Except for the necessary shots, he had been observing the battle situation from a silent bystander's perspective. Only Kemira could clearly see this strange state, while the others The apostles of the Dark Council were full of fanatical admiration for Lancelot and did not dare to question him.

The last arrows are shot, and the archers are now acting as spearmen, lining up to prevent the Allied forces of the Holy See from climbing the city wall, but the opponent's supplies are abundant, and the flintlock guns under the city wall are waiting to fire, causing more casualties to the archers than a morning Fighting at close range is even bigger.

Quite a few knights of the Wimbledon Knights gathered together in twos and threes, looking a little desperate, and the knight swords in their hands were covered with thick plasma, and most of them had curled up in the process of slashing.

Under the threat of the supervising team, the Holy See coalition forces in front of them continued to charge numbly, howling heart-piercingly from time to time, like wild dogs on the verge of death.

Even if the Wimbledon knights kept slaughtering like pigs and dogs, it was difficult to control the change of one's mentality in the face of this momentum. Such subtle changes can affect a person's performance.

Soon, more and more Holy See coalition forces rushed to the city wall. Everyone roared and bumped into each other. The clanging sound of the weapons clashed, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood from time to time. Human beings crowded like a bunch of ants together.

Camilla led a few of her confidants into the final battle. She had long forgotten the direction, and the enemies in front of her rushed forward one after another. All she could do was swing the knight sword mechanically.

A knight commander who rushed up just now was extremely powerful. Even with the help of the bloody priest, the attack by the templar commander before he died still cut off Kemira's prosthetic limb. When fighting on the battlefield, Kemira had no time to take care of Others, even with a limping leg, she can only rush forward.

Camilla didn't have much loyalty to the mad knight. She was even more afraid of death. Seeing that Wimbledon Castle was about to fall, the horror in her heart made her unconsciously prepare to escape.

She knew very well that her every move was being monitored by the aloof Silver Knight, so she had to make the illusion of fighting to the death if she wanted to escape without being retaliated against.

At this moment, there are more and more Holy See coalition forces on the city wall, and the shouts of killing resound through the sky. There are not many peasants and soldiers on the city wall. They use their lives to write their loyalty.

Inexplicably, Lancelot felt an indescribable grief and indignation in his heart, but quickly restrained his emotions, and secretly warned himself that these people were just summoned by the system and had nothing to do with him.

Mrs. Pomero held Lancelot's arm all the time, her body trembling. The bloody scene made her close her eyes, and her stomach was so full that she almost vomited it out.

"Well, the time is almost up, order all the guard knights to get ready to mount!" Lancelow ordered.

"We've lost, are we going to leave?" Mrs. Pomero breathed a sigh of relief, but there was also a trace of sadness.

At this time, suddenly a magician on the magic tower shouted excitedly: "The reinforcements are here, and they are our reinforcements!"

The sound of the horn came from far and near, echoing between the sky and the earth. The sound of the horn was three long and two short, which represented the meaning of attack.

Immediately afterwards, a large flag appeared on the southeast hillside, with a black background embroidered with a golden lion shape.

Lilian's army arrived on the battlefield within the stipulated time, and without a moment's rest, they immediately began to charge their horses.

More and more cavalry followed behind the flag, and the speed was getting faster and faster. The whole land was replaced by a rumbling sound, and the snow began to shake loosely.

The whining horn sounded again, and the cavalry archers represented by Monica raised their hands and fired three times in a row. The arrows swarmed like locusts, and fell straight into the rear of the Holy See coalition forces.

This blow was fatal to the Allied Forces of the Holy See. The collapse of morale inevitably began, and fear began to spread. No one knew how many reinforcements the Dark Council had.

"The reinforcements have arrived! Our reinforcements have arrived!" Kemira put aside her thoughts of running away, then cheered up and raised the knight sword in her hand.

The tens of thousands of soldiers on the city wall burst into tears with excitement, and no one wanted to die. When the shadow of death disappeared, an inexplicable force gushed out from their exhausted bodies.