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"...Hey, wait, ahhhhhh!!!"

Without giving Charlotte a chance to say anything, Hassan Sabah took a step forward and slashed with his sword, forcing Charlotte to quickly visualize a long sword and raise his parry.

But the next moment, he was sent flying upside down by Hassan Sabah's sword, and hit the wall inside the temple.

So, the next thing is a violent beating.

Although Hassan Sabah did not kill Charlotte, he obviously did not intend to let Charlotte leave here easily.After having to pick up the blade to resist, Charlotte was sent flying again and again.

"What can that messy swordsmanship do? Go to the circus? Hand over the head."

"What do you dodge with that random step? Your stupidity? Hand over your head."

"What does that unconcealable murderous intent express? You idiot—hand over your head."

Well, probably the second-generation Hassans enjoy this kind of assassination technique that teaches you how to kill you from the front.

Presumably, the casualties of the second generation of Hassans are relatively high, so that Hassans of all generations after them seem to specialize in various righteous poison darts, righteous backstabs, righteous gymnastics, etc., and thus forget Without the teachings and assassination (Wushuang) skills of the first generation of mountain elders, this will gradually degenerate and deteriorate.

This is not as good as the group of parkour on the roof next door! ?

Look, starting from Bayek, those white-robed assassins have slashed nine streets since BC.

From Egypt to Greece, from the Middle East to Rome, from the Caribbean to North America, assassinate (unparalleled) all the way.

Therefore, it is not the unfilial people like Yue Shijie who truly understand the essence of Wang Hassan's assassination, but Uncle E and Master Kang and others in the studio next door!

Chapter 230+231 The decisive battle begins

Four days later.

The Temple of Azrael, located deep in the valley among the mountains shrouded in mist, tightly closed the gate as it had done for countless years in the past, leaving the interior of the temple in a kind of darkness. In the silent darkness.

Inside the temple, Charlotte squatted halfway in a corner, her figure blending into the surrounding darkness and shadows, motionless, even her breathing stopped, her whole body was like a lifeless statue.

In this pitch-black environment, he closed his eyes, suppressed all the breath in his body, and waited quietly.

One minute later, Charlotte suddenly opened her eyes, stood up silently, and then took steps, galloping forward like a phantom.

Immediately, a light shone in the dark environment.

This ray of light tore apart the darkness and shadows, and illuminated another figure in this area, and this figure was Hassan Sabah wearing a skull mask, black armor and holding an iron-gray sword. .

And what tore through the darkness and shadows was a sword light.

A blade that looked extremely dazzling, but actually exuded a cold murderous aura and an irresistible breath of death, illuminated the surrounding environment, and chopped down towards Hassan Sabah's head.

Clang.

Just when the blade was about to slash Hassan Sabah's neck, the first-generation mountain old man raised the big sword in his hand to block the beheading blow.Then, a glint of light flickered in the eyes behind the skull mask, and a gloomy blue flame gushed out on the floor under Charlotte's feet, engulfing his figure immediately.

After the blue flames engulfed Charlotte, Hassan Sabah didn't stop there, and disappeared into the darkness and shadows in an instant.And the moment he disappeared, a long sword struck from behind him, piercing through the shadow that remained in place.

The sword fell through, and Charlotte, who appeared behind him at some unknown time, quickly retreated, but at this time, the iron-gray sword had already protruded from the darkness on his right side, and slashed towards his neck.

The situation was reversed, and the sneak attacking Charlotte became the one being attacked, and like Hassan Sabah before, he raised the long sword in his hand and parried the falling blade.

Then, in the darkness, the sound of weapons clashing sounded from time to time, and the faint blue light and sword light kept appearing, but each time was short-lived, and quickly disappeared back into the darkness.

Boom-boom-boom-boom

The solemn and heavy bell began to ring, and the fierce confrontation in the dark gradually came to an end.

Immediately, the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling in the temple lit up one by one, and the faint fire light barely dispelled a small part of the darkness, just illuminating the two people after the confrontation fell.

On Charlotte's neck, there was an iron-gray sword, and Hassan Sabah, who was more than two meters tall, held the sword condescendingly and pressed against Charlotte's neck.

But at the same time, the long sword in Charlotte's hand also pointed at Hassan Sabah's heart, although it was only on the black armor.

If both sides were to kill at this moment, Hassan Sabah's great sword could chop off Charlotte's head, and the long sword in Charlotte's hand could also penetrate through the armor.

"...I lost." However, at this stage where each other should not give in, Charlotte took the lead in hanging down the long sword in his hand.

Don't discuss anything else, just talk about life and death. Hassan Sabah's sword has already sealed the victory, cutting off his head directly, but his sword stabbing at the opponent's heart may not be effective.

In the best case, it is nothing more than piercing the armor before the head falls off, but it depends on luck whether it can accurately penetrate the heart and die together.

After all, Hassan Sabah didn't move, but as long as he turned sideways, he could keep chopping off Charlotte's head with his sword, or prevent Charlotte's stabbing sword from reaching the expected target.

It is not a shameful act to admit defeat decisively.

After Charlotte lowered his weapon, Hassan Sabah moved the big sword around Charlotte's neck without saying a word, then inserted it into the floor in front of him, and said while leaning on the sword.

"Your progress is quite obvious."

"Thank you for your teaching." Charlotte held the sword in her backhand and thanked Hassan Sabah.

In the past few days, Hassan Sabah didn't intend to kill himself any time. It was more of another kind of training, teaching him how to hide his figure and breath in the dark and other assassination-oriented skills.

Although Charlotte didn't really want to learn this kind of skill, after all, the fighting style is here, but she didn't refuse, but no matter what, this is also a benefit for herself, and expressing gratitude is also due.

Even if it is impossible for him to truly become a teacher, respect is still a must.

"It's okay." Hassan Sabah shook his head, ignored Charlotte's thanks, but glanced at the gate of the temple.

With a creak, the door that had been closed for a long time was reopened after a few days, allowing the sunlight from the outside world to shine in here again.

After a little glare, Charlotte quickly adapted to the light.

"The last time you fought against the Lion King, you suffered a crushing defeat. Now, the allied forces for crusade have headed to the holy capital. It's time to clean up your defeat."

"Thank you." After bowing her hands and saluting, Charlotte turned and walked towards the gate, stepped out of the temple, and quickly disappeared into the sunlight.

Watching Charlotte's departure, Hassan Sabah stood motionless while leaning on his sword. After a while, a figure suddenly appeared beside him, standing with Hassan Sabah with a smile.

"How about my apprentice?"

"It's not a stupid person, there is still salvation."

"Really?" The demigod shrugged his shoulders and said calmly. "However, in my opinion, it is much stronger than your disciples and grandchildren."

"Hmph, do you want to have a competition?" Hassan Sabah snorted coldly, his eyes under the skull mask lit up red, he turned his head and stared at the demigod and said.

"No, I still have to prepare, lest a certain demon king intervene at the last moment." The demigod said. "It's about time he noticed something was wrong... But what about you? Why don't you go and meet the Lion King?"

"With your strength, if the Lion King didn't take the lead to take precautions, you can try to kill her with a single sword."

"Then why don't you go?" Hassan Sabah didn't answer, but asked back.

"It doesn't matter if I go or not. A king whose destiny is about to end, a mourner who is going to the final end, is already doomed."

......

What kind of scene would it be like if an army of tens of thousands of people gathered in the open wilderness?

The answer is endless.

Even if the army of tens of thousands of people has a lot of water, only a small part of it is well-armed, well-disciplined, and able to endure temper, and the rest can only be said to be a group of mobs.

But it doesn't matter, in the war of cold weapons, the mob also plays the role of the mob.

Any commander, as long as he is not a fool, can understand that only elite soldiers are the backbone of an army, and the mob can be temporarily upgraded to qualified soldiers when there are elite soldiers in the formation.

As long as the next war goes smoothly.

However, no one who came here would doubt whether this army of tens of thousands of people who barely assembled could win!After all, in front of this army, compared with the strength of the pure white holy capital, the gap between them could not be more obvious.

Of course, with the dominance of extraordinary power, the outcome of this war depends to a large extent on the outcome of the high-level combat power of both sides.

However, even in terms of high-level combat power, the attackers have an absolute upper hand.

Accidents one after another caused the Holy City to lose three Knights of the Round Table in a row, one of whom simply defected to the enemy's camp because of his daughter.

And there is this defected knight who is familiar with all the military forces in the holy capital, plus a large number of followers, and the Sphinx under the Sun King who was persuaded by physics to join in.

Everyone can see that the Holy Capital, the most powerful force in the past, has come to an end in a short period of time.

However, Charlotte does not think that the Holy City will be defeated because of this.

After all, in that city, there is still a terrifying monster.

The Lion King, Charlotte has no doubt that this queen has the strength to turn the tide of the battle on her own, and even wipe out tens of thousands of troops in the wilderness.That's not only a difference in quality, but also in quantity, a lion king can at least be worth tens of thousands of people here.

Therefore, the two sides are actually not giving in to each other.

But this has nothing to do with Charlotte, he doesn't want to get involved in this army, even if he knows that the initiator of this army is actually Gu Dazi and the others.

Because he came from a world that had gotten rid of the cold weapon war, he knew very well that as long as there was a large-scale attack, this army of tens of thousands of people was actually very vulnerable.

In the real world, the federal government only needs to dispatch an airship troop to carry out saturated ground bombing, which is enough to turn this army of ten thousand people into ashes, even if there are followers.

How many followers have the ability to attack hundreds of kilometers?

At least, Charlotte believes that the Lion King has this ability, but unfortunately, he doesn't think Gudazi and the others have this ability.

Therefore, whoever wins and loses depends not on the battle between the tens of thousands of soldiers and the soldiers of the Holy Capital, nor on those Sphinxes, but on whether anyone can defeat the Lion King.

Not long ago, the scene of being defeated is still vivid in my mind. Charlotte is sure that the power possessed by the Lion King can determine the outcome of this war with his own strength.

The premise is that she has that spare time.

Staying on the periphery of the battlefield, Charlotte looked at the Holy City from a distance. In his eyes, the reflected Holy City was being shrouded by a special force.

Before this force is broken, no one can enter it, no matter if it is from the ground or flying over from the sky, even space movement is powerless.

This kind of enchantment-like power made Charlotte want to throw a disintegration spell in the past.

However, considering that the energy possessed by the source that maintains this enchantment cannot be shaken by an incompetent spellcaster like him who relies purely on talent for food, so he can only dispel this idea.

In fact, Charlotte doubted whether a legendary mage who came here would be able to shake the power of this enchantment.

But he knew that how to break through the city gate and rush into the holy capital was not something he should consider.

As he thought, soon, the army in the wilderness began to march towards the holy capital.The cavalry and infantry began to march towards the holy capital respectively, and the archers on the walls of the holy capital also put their arrows on the bowstrings one after another.

The fastest charging cavalry was gradually approaching. At the gate of the city, the soldiers of the Holy Capital, who were already ready to go, were standing in front of the city gate under the command of Gao Wen, watching the charge of the cavalry.

And on the city wall, rows of archers have drawn their bowstrings, ready to use throws to entertain the enemy with a rain of arrows.

But at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and the howling wind brought yellow sand. The sandstorm from the north suddenly covered the sky and covered the entire holy city.

A skull pattern emerged from the sandstorm.

"... Is that one really an assassin?" Seeing this scene, Charlotte twitched the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but recall Hassan Sabah who had taken care of him in the past few days.

This assassin wearing armor and holding a big sword has really refreshed his three views. Now it seems that a qualified assassin not only needs to learn how to sneak and how to kill people, but also has an incredible powerful hand. spell level.

In this sudden sandstorm, Charlotte didn't feel any magic power, as if it was not man-made, but a natural disaster caused by nature.

However, if he really thinks so, then he is a fool.

Just when he was blind, couldn't he see the skull pattern in the sandstorm?Where is the sandstorm, but also perform performance art?This must at least be a means of changing the weather that an archdruid can possess.

And this kind of sandstorm without warning, I am afraid, only those legendary druids can do it.

"So, is this what a powerful assassin looks like?" Charlotte said, covering her face. "Learning to sneak is just the foundation, learning to kill the enemy head-on is just an advanced step, and then you have to learn the natural magic of the druids..."

Boom-boom=boom-boom

Just as he was muttering, the familiar bell began to ring.

After hearing the bell, Charlotte already knew that Hassan Sabah, the powerful... assassin, had also come to this battlefield.

At this time, the general offensive has already begun.

Under the cover of the sandstorm, the bows and arrows were obviously disabled, and they could not threaten the rushing cavalry at all.

What's more, Charlotte also saw that in the sandstorm, the looming Sphinx was swooping in another direction of the holy capital.

Obviously, the saints can't keep it.

"If you solve the Lion King, you should be able to wake up and return to the real world."

After muttering a word, Charlotte took a step forward, rushed into the sky full of dust, and also rushed towards the holy capital.

Chapter 232

Fighting, roaring, messy battlefield.

Since the sandstorm rolled up and covered the city, the balance of victory and defeat in the entire battlefield began to tilt towards the coalition army little by little.

However, the defenders of the holy capital were not defeated.In fact, when the fighting will, weapons and equipment, and training coordination are all dominant, even if it is difficult for archers to play much role due to sandstorms, it does not mean that these archers have lost their fighting ability.

In the era of cold weapons, archers have some melee weapons, and the archers in the holy capital are even more exaggerated. Not only do they wear the same full-body armor as knights, but their combat standards are no worse than knights.