Night attack in the 15th quarter

At the door, the prophet Feier was waiting for him there.

"I'll remind you again..." Fei'er wanted to speak, but Ashu Rufate made a "silence" gesture and walked directly past her.

Men are so arrogant and stupid! Fei'er thought hatefully. All these secular knights are the same!

But he had no choice but to keep up.

In the open space in the center of the city, more than a hundred knights have gathered.

"Ashu Rufate, this idea is crazy. If you..." Leo was trying hard to persuade his friend to give up this plan. At night, he led a hundred knights to raid the enemy camp and eliminate the opponent's magicians. This tactic is simply whimsical. Not to mention anything else, just where those magicians hide is a big problem.

"Leo, we have no other choice." Ashrufate replied. "If the magic wind is suitable one day, then we cannot hold it."

"Then I'll go on your behalf!" William Daly suddenly appeared, and he was fully armed and ready to attack.

"I'll go and clean up those magicians. Don't worry, even if they are magicians, they will die if their heads are cut off! For us, you are even more important..."

"Thank you, William Daly. But this thing is something you cannot replace. Only I can feel the wind of magic can judge their position. Only I can do this task! Don't worry, I will definitely come back!"

"Master... According to my calculations, your risk is as high as 72%. I strongly recommend that you not participate in this battle. They are all mortals with a lifespan of only a hundred years, and you are immortal! Use your immortal life for these mortals..."

"Don't say it, Carrie, I'm determined! And the situation is so bad. If the city really falls, will I have a chance to escape alone?"

"You have it, as long as you escape alone, your risk is only 46%..."

"Isn't that much different?" He roared in his mind, and Carrie shut up. "And I am not immortal. Isn't Qin Xin dead too?" he added coldly.

He walked past the crowd and suddenly saw Duncan among the volunteers. He looked melancholy and stood in a corner without saying a word, just silently stroking the seal on his breastplate.

"Duncan." Ashu Rufate greeted him. Duncan was astonished as if he had woken up from a dream, and then touched his eyes.

"Don't go," Ashu Rufate whispered. "I know you don't want to go... This mission is glorious, but it's not necessary. You've just been canonized as a knight, and you have a wife and children..."

"No, I'm going!" Duncan suddenly replied firmly. "Mr. Ashu Ruffat, please make sure to let me go!"

"Why? This mission is too dangerous. You don't need to show your honor...think your family..."

"I want to go for them!" Duncan's face was extremely determined, sad and determined. "Mr. Ashurufate... Someone has questioned the Court of Honor... and I am not confident that I can pass the Tribunal of Honor. Although Lord Thomas promoted me to Knight, I know that I did not make any real contribution... I cannot pass the Tribunal of Honor. I will be cancelled as a Knight and taken back to the territory... My family must also leave the castle where I live now and return to the dirty and crowded little house. My children

I can only be a militia, and I will never encounter such luck as me in my life. But if I die in the battlefield, all doubts and judgments about me will be cancelled. Because no one can judge a knight who has sacrificed his life on the battlefield, no one can question my courage. My wife will enjoy the benefits of my territory for life, and my family will never suffer from starvation. My children can also directly obtain the identity of an apprentice knight, and their future will be guaranteed. Please let me go, I will fight like a knight, and I will make my family proud of me for the rest of their lives."

He faced Ash Rufate, his eyes filled with unimaginable perseverance and decisiveness. This gaze was the kind of warrior who had made up his last determination and had put life and death aside. Ash Rufate patted him on the shoulder and turned around and left.

He walked to the center of the clearing and looked at all the knights. Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"Everyone already knows the situation, I don't need to explain it in detail!" He said to the knights loudly. "The Paro people have a lot of magicians. They are now under the city, hiding there like turtles, and then attacking us from time to time with magic. And now the only way is to face the difficulties and cut those scumbags who play with magic into pieces! Let them know how powerful our knights are!"

He drew his sword, and the steel sword shone red under the bonfire.

"Fight for honor! Fight for Lord Thomas!"

"Fight for honor!" The knights drew their swords one after another, responding to his shouts! But because there were only about a hundred people, the sound did not come far away and was immediately swallowed by the quiet night sky.

There were already militia waiting beside them with war horses, and the horse's hooves were covered with rags, so the war horses only made very light sounds when they acted. This was a good way they learned from the Greyhound.

Feier walked up, holding a branch in her hand. All the knights, including Ashu Rufat, knelt down and waited for the prophet's blessing.

"...I will give the blessing of God to you, may the courage in your heart last forever, and may your war horses be invincible!" With her voice, a wonderful power enveloped the knights, and a faint brilliance appeared among their armor.

Feier came to Ashu Rufat.

"Earl Ashurufat, I will give you a special blessing. Because of your courage, the God of Nature will be with you." Fei'er suddenly came up and touched her lips gently on Ashurufat's mouth. "I will let the Green Knight disturb the enemy first, and he will fight with you!" She said softly.

"Strike!"

...

When Master Corniger was awakened, there was already a chaotic noise in the camp.

"Night attack...the enemy's night attack!"

He walked out of the tent and saw flames flying around, and there was chaos everywhere. Ordinary soldiers were running around.

The dancing flames reflected a huge figure. It was a knight wearing green armor with people and horses. The green armor was incredibly gorgeous, with various beautiful carvings and symbols that demonstrated martial arts.

This blue knight was the root of the chaos. Master Konig could feel the mysterious aura of the blue knight, causing fear to spread everywhere he went, and all the soldiers were running around.

Surprisingly, Master Konig could not feel the anger on this mysterious enemy. He seemed not to be a living person, but more like an illusion. However, in fact, the blue knights were galloping in the crowd, constantly cutting down one fleeing soldier after another. Some soldiers fought against him in despair, but were either knocked down by a war horse or stabbed by his sharp sword.

A soldier hit the blue knight with a long spear, and then hit the blue knight's war horse in the eyes of Master Konig. It was a position where the war horse was not protected by armor. After receiving this attack, a normal war horse fell down because of serious injuries or jumped because of severe pain. However, the blue knight's mount did not respond and continued to charge without any attack. He rushed towards a horse, "passed" through it in front of everyone, and cut over the three crossbowers who were hiding behind the horse.

No, this is not a normal creature! This blue knight is an existence without entity and like a ghost. Otherwise, how could he pass through obstacles directly, as if they did not exist at all? Master Konig thought carefully and then remembered that this should be the legendary blue knight. According to folk mythology, blue knight is the messenger of the God of Nature, but those who are truly skilled in magic know that blue knights are a trick of the prophets.

A smile emerged from Master Cornig's face. Good things are definitely good things! Since the prophets were wasting their precious power on such things, it means that tomorrow the magicians can freely exert their power without worrying about the removal of magic.

No matter how much casualties the Qing Knight causes tonight, the magicians will be able to find them exponentially tomorrow!

More and more soldiers surrounded him from all directions. Although the Qing Knight exuded a mysterious aura that was feared by humans, and although he waved his sword and his attack deeply split the enemy with terrible power, that's it. It is impossible for him to truly pose a threat to an army with a person's power.

But this trouble will always be solved.

Master Konig seized the metal wind, pulled out a portion of the stable energy from this endless magic wind, and weaved them into the form he needed.

The metal wind has been very stable these days, just for the magic to be used. He completed his work easily. All the soldiers were surprised to find that their weapons were covered with a layer of white magic energy, and the weapons became extremely sharp.

Several crossbowmen shot the Green Knight, and their arrows were also covered with magic energy. This time the attack worked, and the Green Knight could not ignore the attacks around him as before, so his body paused.

All this inspired the soldiers. When the Green Knight rushed towards the next target, the soldiers did not turn around and run away like they did just now, but bravely came forward. The Green Knight's sword flashed with a strange light and cut a soldier open. However, two spears pierced his body, making him very obviously dull. More attacks followed one after another, and soldiers from all directions rushed forward and took off. The Green Knight's body suddenly turned into a fog of smoke and disappeared with the wind.

Everything finally calmed down. The soldiers looked around, unable to confirm their victory for a while.

"Master, is it okay?" Another magician rushed over. Seeing him, Master Konig was even more sure that this was a boring (and stupid) harassment initiated by the female prophets. In fact, the Green Knight was released here by chance, and the rest of the camp was safe and sound. All the peripheral sentries were attracted here.

"It's okay..." He removed his magic, and then took some time to think about whether to use a few magic to hit the city with revenge. But this decision was finally abandoned. He could not make such a mistake as a prophet, and wasted precious energy meaninglessly. Tomorrow, the prophets will understand how thorough they were.

A group of officers finally came here, all of whom were in disarray and in a mess. If this was a real night attack, the situation would not be so good...

Then he heard the sound of horse hooves. The sound of horse hooves was dull, slightly but rapid. Suddenly, countless fires lit up in the darkness. Then, countless enemy knights rushed into the camp, threw the torches towards the tent, and shouted battle roars and killed the unprepared Paro soldiers.
Chapter completed!