Realm of Power

grown ups! Enemy poison! Ten soldiers named Miao Erdian rolled and crawled from outside the tent, shouting hysterically,

"Why are you panicking!" Ferrers stood up with a solemn expression. He picked up the knight's heavy sword from the weapon rack and asked, "How many people are there?"

"Cavalry, there are all the cavalry from Vikia outside!" The Myridian soldier looked pale, as if he thought of something terrible, and shouted incoherently, "Too many. Overwhelming, there are at least several thousand people!"

I heard there were thousands of cavalry. Ferrers was also anxious. The main force of the legion had already accompanied Appleton to the battle in Vecchia. No one expected that they would be defeated.

That was an elite Xun Erdian army of 30,000, including 3,000 heavily armored knights and 4,000 retinues of cavalry. In the past, this would have been enough to crush several people in the entire country of Wikiya, which had only over 10,000 troops. We went back and forth, but the legion was defeated, and it was defeated so miserably.

Now that he only had a squadron in his hands, he was completely unable to compete with thousands of Vekian cavalry. Ferrers' eyes dimmed and he found that his hand holding the heavy knight's sword was trembling slightly.

"What's going on! Am I afraid?" Ferrers secretly asked

"Boom!" A heavy sound of horse hooves came from the camp, and the water glass placed on the table was shaken. Soon, the vibration became louder and louder, and the rapid tapping of horse hooves converged into a torrent of sound. This kind of shock cannot be expressed in words. Fernald's face turned even whiter, his body was trembling, and his eyes were wandering around hesitantly.

"Quick! Get out of the tent!" Ferrers shouted, grabbing the frightened Fernald and running outside the tent. This was a precursor to the cavalry group's charge. The thin cabinet railings in the camp could not stop the cavalry's attack. , if you don’t leave now, you’ll have to wait to be trampled into pieces by the Wikiyans.

After running out of the camp gate, Fellers took a breath of air.

The fence of the camp has been pulled down by a group of black-armored knights with strange equipment. Countless black-armored knights waved strange long-handled blades in their hands and rushed in through the breach like a sea wave.

Horse hooves galloped past, and wherever the strange long-handled sword went, it brought a bloody storm. Blood spurted out from the chest of the headless corpse, and was then knocked away by the galloping horse behind it. Tragic scenes abound.

Hundreds of Miao Erdian infantrymen were killed by the Guards cavalry and howled like ghosts. It was impossible to organize a decent resistance. The entire camp was surrounded by galloping horses, and soldiers were constantly trampled to the ground by horse hooves.

Bloody corpses were everywhere, and the lion-dragon flagpole of the Sixth Knights was cut off by a Vecian knight. The regimental flag representing glory fell from the sky. A Samorian Guards Cavalry rushed from the left side of Ferrers. "Neigh" the war horse neighed. Two heavy front kicks were raised high, and the guard's sword used the momentum of the horse to slash at Fernando behind Fellers.

"Ferrus, save me!" Fernald screamed in fright at the knife, holding his head with both hands and squatting down. When Ferrers saw the opponent's powerful and heavy blow, his mouth felt bitter.

It would be easier if you were the only one here, but at worst, you would have to find a way to grab the horse and escape or simply lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. I looked for a chance to escape again, but there was a dragster named Fernald behind me. I just dodged the knife. Fernald behind me would have been cut in two by the enemy, and I would be in trouble by then. ,

That was the lord of Winklesburg. He had such a heavy responsibility to abandon the local lord and run away without permission. It's not my fault. The squadron leader can afford it. Even if he doesn't die, he will be conquered by the kingdom.

"Damn it! Let's fight!" Fellers gritted his teeth, held the heavy sword tightly with both hands, and turned into a cold light and collided with the sword.

There was a deafening collision of "lock", and Fellers' whole body was ejected hard. The heavy sword in his hand was notched by the sword, and a crack appeared on the sharp and smooth sword surface.

"Yeah!" The Samor Guards Cavalry couldn't help but feel a little surprised when they saw that the Miao Erdian below could bear the sword with all their strength, and their horses couldn't help but stop.

Ferrers leaned against the fence of the camp, holding the knight's heavy sword in his hand, and stood up unsteadily. Only then did he see the distinguished Mr. Fernald who had just been rescued by him. He was already so frightened that he was so frightened that he lay with his butt stuck out.

"What a waste." Ferrers spat on the ground. He cursed in his heart, his numb arm was still trembling slightly, the tiger's mouth of his arm was shattered by the shock, blood dripped down the blade, and his teeth hurt when he touched it.

Ferrers suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Aren't the objects of his allegiance to countless wastes like Master Fernald? Under the powerful shell of Mildian, there is more than one such person! But this kind of trash will soon become the last line of defense against the Wikians.

"Guard Winsko Castle for me!" Ferrers shouted, with a laborious sword he cut a gap in the plow fence behind him, and kicked Fernald on the raised buttocks, making him roll like a gourd. Just like kicking him down the slope

"die". The black-armored cavalry saw that Ferrers had let go of an important prey. He couldn't help but anxiously rode his horse to attack again. The horse brought a whistling wind, and the knight's heavy sword that "locked" Ferrers was no longer vulnerable to heavy blows. From the middle It broke into two small pieces and a red blood line appeared on Fellers' neck.

Felus felt like the world was spinning and his body fell heavily. His lifeless eyes were still staring at the golden Wensko Castle not far away, bathed in the morning light.

Winskburg serves as one of the two gates of the district of Dehreim. Although the terrain is low and plain, it is extremely majestic and solid. The 20-meter-high city wall is thick and solid. The circular fortress wall can withstand any level of trebuchet impact. The city wall is covered with shooting holes. . There is only one suspension bridge on the wide moat.

"Quick! Pull up the suspension bridge quickly." Seeing the military camp under attack outside the city, the first thing the castle defenders thought of was to pull up the suspension bridge. The winch of the city gate made a creaking sound. The only way to the outside of the castle was the suspension bridge, which was slowly rising.

A cold voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you doing! The lord is still outside, do you want to stop the lord from outside?" The defenders turned around and saw a young nobleman wearing mail armor.

"Enemies! There are enemies outside." The guard pointed at the chaotic situation below and shouted, "The Lord is finished! He will not come back again."

"Nonsense". The young noble said sternly, and suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand and put it on the guard's neck, with a ferocious look on his face, "You are contemptuous of the lord. I can kill you right now. If the lord dies outside because of the suspension bridge, how can you still They will all be hung up and burned to death. If you still want to live, let me lower the suspension bridge."

"You heard the cruel punishment from the young noble. The defenders' expressions changed. They had to put down the half-stretched suspension bridge again. Sure enough, they saw their eager lord running over from a distance, rolling and crawling. "Yes. Lord Fernald! "The guard had an uncontrollable smile on his face, but the smile quickly solidified on his face.

Behind Fernald, a dozen black-armored knights were galloping towards them on horseback. Wu Lun looked at them. They will definitely build the suspension bridge in front of the dying lord. When the time comes, just cut it off with a sword, and the rope of the suspension bridge will break, and Winklesburg will be naked to face the enemy.

"Suspension bridge! Suspension bridge." Fernald felt as if he had used all his strength to roll down the hill. It almost killed him, and he felt like the bones in his body were about to fall apart. Fortunately, the suspension bridge was still there! Fernald was like a drowning man grasping for the last straw. His mind was filled with the suspension bridge and he didn't care whether there were enemies behind him.

"Whoosh!" A white line suddenly shot out from the top of the city, drawing a beautiful arc. Fernald felt his body shake, and an arrowhead shot through his chest. His body bent and he knelt down. Only thirty meters away from the suspension bridge

"Pull the suspension bridge!" The young noble put down the bow in his hand and showed a sad expression, but his voice was terrifyingly calm. "Everyone has seen that the cruel Vecians killed the lord! In order to ensure the safety of Winsko Castle , we can only let the lord’s body stay outside the castle!”

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