Sword and Sorcery and Martial Arts

Chapter 395 Knights
"Wait and try not to scare your horse, Quentin, if your horse doesn't obey your command, then you will definitely die outside, and I'm still counting on waiting for everything to be over, and you will pay me the wine you owe me. It’s all paid back.” A knight wearing a full set of knight armor said to another knight next to him while sitting on horseback.

Quentin nodded earnestly. He sat on the horse and took a deep breath, trying to relieve his tension and air.

They are about to perform a mission that is almost suicidal, to clean up the low-level dragons around them for the powerful human beings who are fighting the dragons outside the city.

Even though he thought he was not afraid of death at all, the hand holding the lance still trembled slightly.

Quentin followed his companions and left the city through the city gate. The knights could only display their true power in an open field. In the chaos of the city, they were not as useful as a random berserker or ranger.

This city gate is the farthest from the main attack direction of the dragons. The Nord infantry who went out of the city gate first have cleaned up all the dragons outside the city gate, and they are waiting for these knights to form a formation outside the city and attack the army of the dragons. charge.

He stood beside his companion on horseback, waiting for the command to attack from the commander.

Riding on horseback, looking at the darkness in the distance, he began to recall the experiences of his life.

When I was young, I originally wanted to be a navigator, to see where the end of the world's sea is, but my dream will always be defeated by reality.

In order to realize this dream, he has been working hard to make money all his life, and when he was about to save enough money to exchange for a large ship capable of long-distance sailing and the necessary supplies for going to sea, he encountered river robbers and not only all his money was robbed Go, even the sailors and crew members who were related to him by blood on the ship were killed.

After being seriously injured and unconscious, he was thrown off the boat, and finally he was washed ashore by luck. After waking up, he dragged his seriously injured body to fight various wild beasts, and survived in the wild with difficulty.

Having lost everything, he wandered aimlessly on the mainland, and finally returned to his hometown, Extreme North Province somehow.

He later joined the duke's army, where he planned to spend the rest of his life.

In the life of the army, he was awarded the title of knight due to his achievements in exterminating some robbers and cultists. Although he was not given a territory, his dedication was recognized by others, which made him regain his sense of justice. A little motivation to live.

A loud horn sounded.

Quentin squeezed his lance tightly and steered the horse to charge forward.

He had learned to fight on a horse in the past few years, but he felt that riding a horse was not much more difficult than sailing a boat.

It was still early in the morning, just as the moon was setting and the sun had not yet risen, it was the darkest time of the day.

Whether the horses will fall down in this dark environment depends entirely on their luck, and whether they can survive the next charge, no matter how lucky they are, it is probably useless. This is a suicide charge.

Although everyone knew it well, they all said that they would definitely be able to go back alive to receive honor and wealth.

The sound of the horseshoe colliding with the ground was completely covered by the roar of the dragon clan not far away.

As the distance got closer, Quentin clenched his lance and the belly of the horse tightly, staring at the dragon man in front of him.

The huge ground dragons are not their target, but these dragonmen and subdragons who are about the same size as humans are.

He held his lance and stabbed at the dragonman in front. It had already noticed their arrival and was preparing for magic.

A fireball the size of a washbasin hit Quentin, the distance was too close, there was no room for dodge, he clenched his teeth and continued to stab forward.

He could feel the lance piercing the dragon man's chest, and he himself was hit by the flying fireball.

The fireball exploded. Due to the formation of the battle formation, the horse under him was not hurt. The damage from the fireball was borne by him and the knight beside him.

He could clearly feel the heat of the flames, as if his whole body was going to be roasted, and his nostrils were filled with a burnt smell.

But it's okay, so you don't smell blood.

He dropped his lance, took off the two-handed giant sword behind his back, and together with his companions slashed left and right among these Argonians.

The horses knocked down all the Argonians who stood in front of them, and the swords in their hands cut off their lives.

War horses in the north are not as fast as those in the south, but their endurance and strength are much stronger than those in the south. After forming a cavalry charge battle formation, the impact becomes stronger.

This battle formation is completely connected by the beliefs in their hearts. It belongs to one of the great powers of the Holy Spirit. Every knight charging now is a faithful believer of the Holy Spirit.

They moved like a torrent of steel through the dragon's army, leaving a mass of corpses on both sides.

Quentin gritted his teeth, swung his huge sword with his already scarred arm, and attacked the Argonians around him.

The speed of the war horse has dropped a lot, and when he comes to a complete stop, he will die.

While killing, he prayed devoutly to the Holy Spirit in his heart.

……

Rhodes was wrapped in the scorching dragon's breath, and he blocked Han Ye in front of him to try to reduce the damage caused by the dragon's breath.

A dragon full of magic power and a dragon without magic power in its body are completely different levels of challenge.

In the face of giant dragons without magic power in his body, he can easily defeat them, but these dragons with plenty of magic power in front of him give him a very headache.

Both defense and attack power are much stronger.

Can easily cut through the [Dividing Gold and Breaking Jade] without magic dragons, but can only leave a wound that is not serious on these dragons.

It won't be long before their healing magic can heal the wound.

And they are even more terrifying to attack, with all kinds of high-level magic bombarding them indiscriminately.

Rhodes was a little careless at first, and was slightly injured.

"We need to disperse them. If they get together, they seem to have a strengthening effect on each other." An old man in a gray robe said loudly. He probably used some kind of magic, and all the humans present could hear it.

This gray-robed old man should be a bachelor from the Nord Kingdom.

Rhodes is a little strange. Isn't he afraid that these giant dragons can understand what he said? The intelligence of giant dragons is no lower than that of humans.

Even though human language has undergone great changes in the past ten thousand years, it does not mean that the dragon cannot understand it.

Sure enough, it was similar to what Rhodes thought. As soon as the old man in gray robe finished speaking, the large group of dragons in front of him got closer to each other.

Rhodes killed all the Argonians surrounding him with a whirlwind, and then rushed to the giant dragon with a mocking expression on his face again.

(End of this chapter)