The Legend of Fatality

Among all the knights, a knight chasing the holy grail came out. He struggled to rush to the front line of the battlefield, spurring his horse to march towards a vampire wearing smoked armor. Many of the people killed in the first charge were killed by this vampire's sword. Now the lonely knight challenged the monster's sword. This is a close fight. When the brave knight's epee was hooked by the vampire's shield, the monster's own sword pierced the knight's horse's eyes. When the war horse fell under him, the knight was dropped to the ground. The vampire did not condescend to end the battle with his sword, but smashed the brave knight's skull under the hoof of his skeleton horse, thus ending the knight's pursuit of the Holy Grail.ァ 新 ヤ ~ ⑧ ~ 1 ~ 中文 网 ωωω.χ ~ ⒏ ~ 1zщ.còм

Seeing such a mean behavior, Sir Richard's heart burst into flames. Driven by anger, he squeezed out of the surrounding combatants, determined to approach the vampire.

Sir Dane-Gattler-Whitman noticed that the impulsive knight tried to approach him. He raised his sword and made a sarcastic salute, ready to accept Sir Richard's charge.

The son of Duke Gaels rode his horse to the terrible dark knight. The animal whined in horror. Every sense of it was violated by the vampire's profane aura, but years of careful training still made it rush forward. Sir Richard's horse was hit by a siege mallet, hitting Sir Whitman's bony horse.

Sir Richard had seen such an attack, it shattered the Skeletal Warhorse of the Undead Legion, but the vampire's mount was hardly hit by the attack. The dark knight pierced the exposed ribs of the nightmare warhorse with spurs. The animal's hind legs stood upright, and its hoof shone. Sir Richard was forced to raise his shield to protect himself from undead beasts. As he did so, Sir Whitman chopped down with his fierce blade.

Sir Richard was able to intercept the vampire sword, not by skill, but by luck. When Sir Whitman's blade hit his shield, he made a terrible sound. Struck by the power beyond humanity, the wood shattered and the metal twisted. Sir Richard heard his arm snap with a snap, and then there was a sudden pain in his body.

Somehow, Sir Richard found the power left in the saddle and punched Sir Whitman with his sword. The blade made a piercing sound on the vampire's armor. The blade pierced the vampire's armor. When the steel blade touched the dark knight, it seemed to shine like a sapphire.

The vampire flinched from Sir Richard's side, and a cry of pain echoed behind the helmet's steel mask. Sir Whitman drove his nightmare horse away from the injured knight and abandoned his injured enemy. Sir Richard had no choice but to gritt his teeth, because the vampire had fled the battlefield, and the rest of his men flew with him and returned to the forest.

Sir Richard looked at his sword in surprise, because it was no different from other swords forged for the Burtanian knight. Then a burst of cold laughter forced through his pain. He remembered that when he visited the lady ’s chapel in Cornwall, he smeared his sword with holy oil at the door of that sacred place. The grace of the lady must have been immersed in the blade, blessing it against evil vampires like a pest.

The heir to the duke was still laughing at his miraculous escape from the undead monster. At this time, one of the surviving knights came to him, took the reins of his mount, and led the injured leader away Off the battlefield.

When he crossed the bridge, a big smile spread on Sir Richard's face. He could see that the engineers and their carriage had reached the other side of the river. With them there are more than a hundred archers, they have prepared weapons. The servants under the herald, dressed in the coat of arms of the Duke of Gales, gave orders to the soldiers so that they could take their positions, so that they could shoot down any attack from the forest.

The battle has been won. The Dark Knight has retreated, leaving only a few hundred undead knights to follow him back to the forest. His strength is too weak to occupy the bridge now. In a few hours, the engineers will demolish the bridge, and the Duke of Blood Eagle will be trapped.

Sir Richard was holding his injured arm and riding slowly in the camp of these young and brave knights. A knight made a simple bandage for him so that his injured hand would not affect his riding. . When he rode past the tent where Sir Raymond and Viscount Melson rested. He smiled and looked at the two men, pointing to his injured left arm.

"The two of us added together to become a complete knight." Sir Richard said to the Viscount Melson with a smile, although his arm was still in pain, but his mood was good enough to make a joke.

Viscount Melson smiled perfunctoryly, stroking his injured right arm. "It's pretty stupid to get so close to a vampire," he agreed. A cold light crawled into his eyes. "Despite this, I plan to do it again."

Sir Richard still smiled and said: "I am afraid that when the Blood Duke and his army can cross the river, maybe both of our wounds have healed." He turned around on the saddle. The arm rubbed against the hard saddle bridge on the saddle, holding back a painful moan. "The engineers will soon tear down the bridge ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He said that at this time a group of experts in leather began to attack the bridge with picks and hammers." They will complete the work soon. After all, there is nothing more than a vampire army to inspire farmers to speed up their labor. "

"I just pray that the Duke of Blood Eagle will act according to our plan," Sir Raymond said, still not assured.

Sir Richard said: "Whether it is the prediction of the female prophet Aniston, or the tasks you have completed before, it is without exception that the monster will repeat the past actions. If we believe he will come to Camranfield , Then we can also believe that he will come here. "He frowned and looked at the Morso River. The Dark Knight has appeared again from the woods. With him was one of the Skeleton Lords, a gray-faced undead, with a tattered crown on his head. On that guy's arm was a terrible creature, a skeleton shell of a falcon corpse.

When people watched this horrible combination, the dark knight picked up a small roll of parchment and tied it to the bird's legs. The most incredible thing is that even though it has no feathers and flesh, the bone-made falcon has spread its wings. The rotten bird circled the vampire's head twice, then turned east and flew away. First launch https: // https: //

"It seems you don't have to worry anymore," Viscount Melson said to Sir Richard and Sir Raymond. "Duke Blood Eagle will come here after receiving the message from his subordinates."

"The question is, will he stay on the other side of the river?"

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