Chapter 544: knight

The young knight carried the long spear that his family had handed down, riding on the back of the huge warhorse horse, looking at the backs of countless knights in front, letting go of the reins of the horse, and letting it rush forward.

The sound of heavy horses' hoofs hit the ground, and the roar of the dragon above his head resounded through the sky. He can hear his own breathing and feel his heartbeat.

Although this is not his first time on the battlefield, it is indeed the first time he has been transferred to the front line at this time.

Valuable giant horse cavalry, even in Gricken, is also used in the later stages of the war to be the decisive force in the battle. Now, being used for counter-impact, making all the knights inevitably a little nervous.

"Get the enemy!" A knight in front loudly reminded the companion behind him, and then through the cracks in the densely packed wall, the young knight saw the incomplete ugly faces of some demons.

He did not slow down, but still followed everyone behind him, allowing his horse to run forward while observing everything that was happening around him.

"Keep your speed! Keep your speed!" The shout came from nowhere, with a hint of tension in his tone.

The horse under the knight's hip jumped subconsciously, avoiding some remaining debris on the ground.

The knight lowered his head slightly and saw from the corner of his eyes that there was a Gricken's battle flag that had been trampled on the ground.

Moving forward, I saw a smashed helmet that was trampled on, and an armor full of blood...

When he wanted to raise his head, he saw the corpse of the giant horse cavalry and the broken bones of the horse that had been trampled on.

He raised his head nervously, facing the wind blowing on his face. He squinted his eyes and saw the human wall in front of him through his visor, which seemed to be sparse.

"The magic defense barrier is almost unable to hold it!" Another officer reminded his companion loudly, using a hysterical voice.

From time to time, cavalry fell on the two wings, either being hit by a bow and arrow in the distance, or being pulled off the horse by a demon nearby.

The horse that has lost the knight will fall on the battlefield and be trampled to pieces by the people behind.

"Dense formation! Don't disperse! If you disperse, you will be surrounded and killed!" An officer near the young soldier shouted loudly, seeming to want the soldiers around him to maintain a better formation and continue to charge.

The speed of the horses has begun to slow down, and it seems that the demon forces in front of the line of defense are already very thick, relying only on the charge of the cavalry, it is impossible to penetrate the opposite phalanx.

"Ah!" A few seconds later, in front of the young soldier's eyes, a cavalry screamed and dropped his horse, and countless demon soldiers appeared right in front of the young soldier.

Before he could think about it, the knight aimed his spear at a demon closest to him. The opponent's face is hideous, the opponent's armor is messy, the long sword in the opponent's hand is full of rust, and the opponent's shout makes people shudder.

However, because of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of training, the knight has become accustomed to all his technical movements.

Riding on a horse, his subconscious attack is the attack he has trained countless times. So, in the next second, he felt a huge impact from his palm, and the spear in his hand had already pierced the opposite demon.

The demon screamed and hung on the spear, and the black blood even splashed more than ten meters away.

The demon with his spear still wielding the long sword in his hand, his mouth full of spikes and fangs are clearly visible.

But before the long sword in the hand of the demon fell down, the long spear in the hand of the young knight had already hit the second hapless demon, and suddenly tore the opponent's body and all of the other's ribs. Shattered by impact.

The huge force broke the lance, and the demon soldier hanging on the spear also fell to the ground with the broken barrel of the spear. He hadn't figured out how he fell, his head was smashed into flesh by the hoof of a giant horse passing by.

"Kill!" I don't know if I am emboldening myself or venting my excess adrenaline. The young cavalry shouted loudly, and thrust the broken spear into the chest of a demon who had hit him on the head.

The huge impact forced him to let go and give up the rifle that was no longer usable. Then in the next second, he drew out the long sword from his waist, stepped on the stirrups with his feet, waved his hand to a demon soldier on the side.

The sharp blade left a deep gully on the face of the demon soldier, and black blood splashed along the wound.

The demon soldier turned and lay down, piled on the corpse of another demon soldier who had died, like meat on a chopping board.

The young knight still rode his horse forward, using the killing skills he learned throughout his life to kill as many demons as possible.

"Ding!" There was a clear sound, and the young knight felt that his shoulder was hit by something. In fact, it was indeed the case. His armor blocked a long arrow shot by a demon, and the magic circle of gleaming light rippled away, and circles of light blue halo spread little by little.

He didn't have time to check his injuries, but subconsciously continued to chop with a long sword. The demon who stopped in front of him was shattered by a sword and fell down with a scream.

"For Gricken!" I don't know who yelled loudly in his ear, and then the young knight was hit in the arm by the second demon's arrow.

This time he felt pain, and it seemed that the long arrow had directly inserted into the gap in the armor, hurting the flesh inside.

A backhand sword smashed the arrow shaft, and the young soldier ignored the bleeding arm, and continued to use the weapon in his hand to ruthlessly harvest the life of the demon in front of him.

One after another, big heads flew up with black blood, and one after another demons fell under the hoof of the Gricken Knight.

Suddenly, the front suddenly opened up, and the dozen or so phalanxes of the devil were pierced by Gricken's knights. The young soldier ran wildly with a long sword in his trembling hand until the officer beside him grabbed the rein, and then he stopped.

He took the horse's head with his wounded hand, and turned around listening to the horse's neigh. Then he saw that the original team composed of thousands of knights, now only a few hundred people are still on the horse.

The blood penetrated the clothes inside, seeping out the cold chain mail, flowing out from the gaps in the outer plate armor handguards, dyeing his arms and palms red.

Drops of blood fell, ticking on the skirt armor on the outer thigh, listening to it made people tired, I wanted to close my eyes and sleep for a while.

Hundreds of knights turned their horses back, looking at the phalanx of the demon troop that was pierced by themselves and chaotic everywhere, they began to form the team again in silence.

The war horse gathered again with a snort, and then stepped forward neatly. At first, it seemed to be a casual pacing, until later it turned into another neat rush.

The knight sitting on horseback looked at the comrades in front who were holding the Gricken battle flag high, and silently carried the long sword with countless gaps.

He has chopped countless flesh and bones, smashed countless long swords and iron rods that have been parried, and smashed how many hard armors. This sword can last until now. It is a miracle.

For the young knight, this has just begun, and the battle that belongs to him will continue.

The magic defensive barrier has been shattered, and the magic inscription on the armor has been dimmed. But they still have to charge forward, because only then can they return to the starting position.

Oncoming is a dense rain of arrows fired by the devil, and from time to time, a companion and the horse under the crotch fall down. The young knight could already clearly feel that the people around him were declining a little bit.

His arms were already numb, and the palm of his hand holding the reins began to lose consciousness. He lowered his head slightly, avoiding the falling arrows, and then watched these arrows pass by himself, or stuck directly into the gap in the armor of the horse.

In front of him, the young knights already felt fear when the knights who were about to take the lead just now fell down. No one is really fearless, and few can hold back the sound of sobbing when death knocks on the door.

The young knight was also scared, he didn't want to die in such a cold place. He wanted to go back, return to his hometown, and die peacefully on the bed. Before he died, he told his children and grandchildren the story of how he bravely killed the enemy today.

So he continued to wield the long sword in his hand and continued to chop at the demons. His war horse had already begun to slow down, and wisps of blood flowed down the fur of the war horse, spilling over the ground that passed by.

"Kill!" The last magical power in his body was used on the blade, and the sword in his hand was blessed by wind magic once again, and it was indestructible like mud.

Two more demon blocking the way fell on the way the young knight was advancing. He fell on the body of a Gricken cavalry who died here before.

The red blood is mixed with the black blood, and they seep into the soil together, nourishing the land under your feet. Thousands of years later, it is unknown whether the weeds that grow here are more like plants in the devil world or more like plants in the world.

"Ka!" After knocking down another rushing demon, the long sword in the young knight's hand was overwhelmed and finally broke apart.

The sharp blade revolved in the sky, and finally plunged vertically into the blood-filled mud. The young knight was also stabbed in the body by countless spears, and was pulled to a stop by a huge force.

He hung at the end of the spear and closed his eyes unwillingly. At this moment, his mind was clear and bright, reflecting the quiet woods of his hometown——

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