Chapter 393 The Spirit of Knight

When a gunshot rang out from behind, it wasn't just as simple as tearing a hole.

Most importantly, people are in disarray.

Originally, this army was improvised, and many people fled across the ocean for their lives.

The morale of the military was entirely supported by Earl Bergen's prestige and illusory hopes.

I thought I could survive when I came to the New World, but I didn't expect that I would also be attacked by the Northern Principality.

The morale is not high to begin with. When they see the gunshots behind them, it is equivalent to telling them that something is wrong with their own people.

Morale is like a barrel, if there is a hole in it, it will be ruined.

Earl Bacon and others had just finished dinner and were overlooking the port from a high place. A group of knights were discussing how to break the situation.

Suddenly hearing the sound of a gunshot in the distance, Count Bergen was startled and asked in a panic: "Where is the shooting?"

It's really like a frightened bird, terrified all day long.

But in just one day, he had aged a lot visibly to the naked eye.

The first half of my life was smooth sailing. I felt that my abilities were unparalleled and I regarded the world as just ants.

Now when I get stuck, I realize that I am no different from an ant, unable to turn back.

Experienced knights looked from a high place and quickly saw where the mess was.

"Earl, it's the firearms engineer."

"It must be the spies of the Northern Principality who are causing sabotage. Send people to rescue quickly." Earl Bacon also knew the role of the firearms engineer, but he did not expect that his precious engineer would betray him.

The wall fell and everyone pushed him, but he didn't realize it yet.

However, a few of the knights noticed something strange. At this location and at this time, they were afraid that the engineers had rebelled.

But no one troubled the count at this time.

They are either retainers who have served Earl Bergen for generations, or they are low-level knights with no way out.

Even if Earl Bergen is in trouble, he still holds on to this thigh.

Not everyone has the courage to swim naked before the tide of the times. More people still follow the trend and follow the strong men of the past.

It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, just the winner and the loser.

Earl Bacon's rescue was still a step late. General Robert, who was well prepared, had already sent out his troops.

It happened that Earl Bergen's army was demoralized and he seized the opportunity to give him a severe blow.

The army that had persisted for a day without being defeated was completely defeated in a short period of time.

Count Bergen stood at a high place, watching the flames ignite and his empire collapse.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Most of the knights around him went below to gather soldiers to resist.

The family has nowhere to go and can only stay here alone with the count.

It's too late.

When the First Guards Infantry Division approached this place, it seemed to realize that there was a big shot here, and all the guns and artillery bypassed this place.

This was regarded as recognition of Earl Bergen's identity. Unfortunately, he no longer wanted to enjoy this humiliating special treatment at this time.

A loyal knight knelt down in front of Earl Bacon and said loudly: "Earl, I will protect you and rush out. There is still hope for everything."

He also insisted on wearing half-armor, with a pistol and sword hanging at his waist.

In the face of the torrent of guns and cannons, the knights also suffered a huge impact.

Tradition has collapsed, and knights have laid down their swords and picked up their pistols.

But the knight's virtue has not completely disappeared, and the fighting spirit in his eyes is burning like a flame.

After being reminded, the knights around them woke up from a dream, and the throbbing in their hearts was awakened.

One by one, they knelt on the ground, and the appearance of guns tore the knights' armor apart, but today they found that their spirits had not been broken yet.

Times may have changed, but the spirit of chivalry remains forever.

The inheritance from generation to generation has long engraved the spirit of chivalry in history books.

The story of the savior in danger continues to be told by the bards.

Among the murals in the castle, the oil painting of someone who sacrificed his life has not faded.

Right now, right now.

The life of a knight only blooms at this time.

The tragic background is often dyed with brilliant colors.

Earl Bergen lowered his head. Every face was familiar to him.

The silent knights have been guarding him. It has been a long time since he paid attention to these loyal knights.

The memories seem vivid now.

Remember when knights were given swords and honors.

"...I will protect the Earl's honor with my sword and flesh and blood..."

The original oath seems to still be echoing, but Earl Bacon has lost his spirit.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch the other person's shoulder, but put it down feebly.

A bitter smile appeared on the old face, and he whispered in a low voice: "My knights, don't work in vain, give me a gun, I think I still have the same courage as King Arthur.

When I die, surrender, otherwise it will be a meaningless sacrifice. "

The knight was silent. After seven or eight breaths, he took off the gun from his waist and held it in front of the count with both hands.

Earl Bergen took the pistol in his hand, sat in the chair, sat upright, and looked at the battlefield downstairs, with the pistol placed on his knees.

He thought that he had enjoyed everything in his life and it was time to imitate King Arthur. He should have the courage to commit suicide.

As for the others, it is meaningless.

The knight suddenly stood up and refuted the prince's words for the first time: "Earl, the knight's sacrifice is just to fulfill his oath, and he doesn't care whether it is meaningful or not."

He turned around without hesitation and drew out the knight's sword from his waist.

Count Bacon was stunned as he watched each of the knights turn around, discard their guns, and draw out their swords.

The sound of a sword being unsheathed has not been heard for several years.

The knights felt it was very pleasant at this time. Guns and cannons have only appeared for ten years, and they did not expect that the swordsmanship they practiced since childhood would still be used.

Perhaps one day, knights will disappear in the dust of history, but today... there are still knights drawing swords.

General Robert has approached Count Bergen's location. According to the confession of the captured soldiers, it has been determined that this is Count Bergen's residence.

He understands the fierceness of the fight of trapped beasts. The guards around Count Bergen must be extraordinary.

Especially if you want to capture them alive, except for a little luck, the firepower advantage cannot be brought into play.

The army has surrounded Count Bergen's residence tightly, and General Robert is still arranging tactics. Suddenly, a group of knights came out one after another.

"Stop, or I will shoot."

The soldier raised his rifle nervously.

The knights smiled. They did not expect to have the opportunity to fight with swords in this life.

General Robert saw that the other party abandoned the gun and came out with only the saber, and realized something.

After all, he had a knightly background. Even if he had not experienced the glory of the Northern Knights, he had heard and seen too many stories about knights.

He wanted to speak but then shut up.

For these knights who wanted to die, he really couldn't bear to destroy their faith.

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