Proof of the Sun King

In the sky, the fifty Pegasus knights of the Swift Sky Spear Club are penetrating the clouds and falling rapidly. Mobile terminal

Kemmler was attacked, and in a hurry, he lost control of the undead army, and the entire army instantly turned into a group of irrational rabble who only knew how to fight by instinct.

The time for the Great Necromancer to lose control of the entire Legion was only about thirty seconds. When Kemmler regained control of the Legion from under the protection of the Wraith Knight, the Great Necromancer immediately and acutely realized that the war had happened. Variety.

The Pegasus knights of the Swift Skyspear Club swooped down from the sky like a whirlwind, quickly sweeping the undead army of the city wall. The impact of the Pegasus knights rushed the barren tomb guards and skeleton warriors who lost their control and rushed down the city wall.

Ryan, who couldn't take a hit, immediately drove his Griffon Imperius to make a sharp turn in the air. The golden Griffin's wings were wide open and drew a maneuver in the air. Then, Griffin Imperius made a note Swooping, it stretched out its front claws in a scream, grabbed the skull of one tomb demon directly, pecked three times with its sharp beak, and tore off a few pieces of rotten flesh directly from the neck of the other tomb demon.

Thor's hammer fell, and several key structures of the battering ram that were attacking the city gate were destroyed.

The Pegasus knights followed Ryan's footsteps. They raised their lances and rushed down the city wall, breaking the barren tomb guard who was responsible for protecting the connection between the ladder and the city wall.

Duke Falkard and Callard reacted, and they loudly ordered the soldiers to launch a counterattack. The undead army on the city wall was beaten down in the chaos and was unable to support it.

"The situation has changed!" When Kemler regained control of the Ancient Tomb Legion in his own hands, the Great Necromancer found that the situation on the battlefield had changed, and the human defenders regained the upper hand.

More importantly, Kemler himself has been exposed, and the figure of the undead wizard has been exposed to the army, which is too dangerous for him. Kemler himself is really not very good at melee combat. Legendary knights such as Duke Falkard can barely draw a tie, but the Holy Grail Knight riding on the Griffin is obviously a holy knight!

Then he can't handle it.

Are you dispatching Gul?

Kemmler reached for the sword hanging from his waist.

This sword is called Chaos Grave Digging Sword. It is a gift from the Four Gods of Chaos. The body of the sword is engraved with the Chaos octagonal emblem. The soul of the enemy killed by this sword will be enslaved by him forever, and will never be reborn.

If Gul is summoned, of course they can continue to fight, but no one knows when Francois and his reinforcements will arrive. If they continue to fight, they will not only fall into the dangerous situation of being attacked by the enemy, but also expose Gul's identity prematurely. A hole card.

After thinking for a while, Kemler decided to give up, and he shouted to Matthew Bard behind him: "Mashubard, prepare to retreat, you bring your people to my rear, if all the knights here come out to pursue, My cairn wraiths and wraith knights will assist you!"

"Matthew Bard?" Kemmler didn't wait for the answer he wanted, he turned around.

Matthew Bard and his army are all gone!

Damn it! This **** can run faster than me! Kemmler's face was hideous, and he immediately thought of Mathewbard's plan.

He also wants to sell Matthew Bard! As a result, this guy actually escaped before him!

withdraw! withdraw! Kemmler immediately ordered the army to retreat. He rode his armored Nightmare Warhorse and led his Tomb Legion to retreat north.

The siege of Montfer Castle was finally lifted, and the undead remnants who had lost Kemler's order became a mob, easily defeated by the morale-shattered defenders, and as Kemler moved away, the remaining undead army Disintegrates itself into a lump of scum.

When Ryan landed on the high wall of Montfer Castle on a griffin, Duke Furcard immediately greeted him, and he even asked Ryan with an anxious look: "Why don't you pursue? Why don't you pursue those Undead? We managed to hold on to the castle, we should attack immediately to annihilate these undead in one fell swoop!"

"If conditions permit, of course I hope to pursue the undead, my Lord Duke." Ryan shook his head repeatedly: "Unfortunately, only me and the Swift Sky Spear Club came to support, and the knight army will take at least a day and a half to arrive."

"Are you coming here day and night?" Duke Falkard was stunned for a moment, and the Duke himself noticed that the reinforcements were only 50 Pegasus knights from Ryan and the Swift Skyspear Society.

"Well." Ryan nodded calmly, and he shrugged: "Fortunately, it wasn't too late."

"On behalf of the Duchy of Montfort, I will always thank you and François for your hard work!" Vercard sighed, and the duke hesitated for a while, but thanked Lane and others as a duke: "It's been hard work from afar, thank you , you saved 80,000 people."

"We have to save more people in the future!" Fastrick, the leader of the Swift Skyspear Society, jumped from the Pegasus, thanks to Ryan's accurate discovery of Kemmler's figure and launched an attack , The fifty Pegasus knights were not damaged in any way, he said seriously: "The attack of the undead army is not over, we need to decide the winner after all."

"Yeah" Duke Falkard nodded heavily, he was full of anger: "Yes, we will make the undead pay for it!"

"Let's wait here first, and wait for the army of the Duke of François to arrive!" Callard came to greet Ryan, the expedition knight fought hard for several days, and looked very tired: "Everyone in the entire castle Our troops are already very tired, many people are injured, and everyone needs to rest."

Ryan and others also nodded. Ryan and the fifty Pegasus knights rode their mounts to fly here for a day in a row. They could still hold on, and their mounts could no longer hold on.

Vercard, Duke of Montfort, turned around and looked at his castle. Montfort Castle is defended. The home is destroyed and can be rebuilt. The livestock is destroyed and can be raised again. With such a strong city, the undead will no longer be able to shake the glory that belongs to him. .

But when he turned his gaze to his soldiers, a stabbing pain pierced the Duke's heart.

He had previously ordered that all refugee men between the ages of fifteen and forty-five must go to the battlefield, and relying on his forcible apportionment, the defending army exceeded ten thousand people.

Now, the soldiers are futilely clearing the scene under the command of the knights, many infantrymen are limping along, they are injured in battle, and the war with the undead is unbelievably tragic. This is not a civil war of mankind or the usual extermination Brin's security battle is a hard battle against the undead. Many infantrymen can't understand why their compatriots become terrifying zombies and skeletons in the next second, but they still raise their knives and guns towards their former siblings.

In endless years, Montfort people have learned to be strong.

But the strength of mortals can't do anything. If it wasn't for Ryan and their support, these soldiers would suffer terrible losses and eventually become part of the undead. How many wives would lose their husbands, how many children would lose their fathers, and how many old men would lose Your own son, lost the hope of a family?

Thinking of this, Falkard stopped Ryan, who was about to turn around and leave. The latter seemed to feel that he was not liked by Falkard, so he was leaving under the guidance of the housekeeper: "Lord Lane, please stay."

"What's the matter? My duke?" Ryan turned around and asked kindly. The warhammer in his hand was still stained with black blood, the blood of the tomb demon, and the two tomb demons died under his hammer.

"You're not bad." Falkard came to Ryan's ear, the thoughts in his mind changed back and forth, the duke himself looked at his territory, watched his people rejoice because of the aftermath of the disaster, because of Ryan's arrival everywhere Waiting and watching, his heart was a little shaken. The Duke of Montfort patted him on the shoulder and said in Ryan's ear: "You know, I have a good relationship with Richard."

"So?" Ryan moved inwardly.

"But who knows what's going to happen in the future?" After Flkad finished saying this, he left without looking back: "Have a good rest, Your Excellency Ryan."

Ryan smiled meaningfully.

His efforts in advocating to his father-in-law, Francois, forcibly marching support from the Air Force were indeed not in vain.

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On the northern hills of the Duchy of Montfort, on the Grismore River, ten kilometers from Montfort Castle.

The undead wizard Kemler led the army to retreat to the plains near Sodden Town. Before he could contact Matthew Bard, he found that the Duke of Musilon led two undead knights and a team of blood knights waiting for him here. , in addition to two Vampire Lords and three Black Holy Grail Knights behind him.

Kemmler saw that Matthew Bard didn't get angry, his old face was wrinkled, and he said sarcastically: "How fast is it, Duke Mousillon? Your godfather is Taught you how to fight and run away? Are you proud that Wallace can run faster?"

Aibo Wallace, the ancestor of the blood dragon, the ancestor of all blood knights, the blood red duke himself is a blood descendant of Wallace, and Matthew Bard himself also learned the combat skills of Abe Wallace.

In history, the guardian knight of the Kingdom of Brittany, the guardian of secrets, is already a demigod. The green knight once had a duel with the blood dragon ancestor Aibo Wallace, and the outcome was a dead end.

Abbey Wallace never backs down from a fight, and Kemmler is mocking Mathewbard.

"I am leading the army to meet you here." Mathewbad's face was always calm, and he looked at Kemmler calmly: "If you choose to retreat, then this is our pre-war headquarters. If you choose to cooperate with cloth The Litanians are fighting to the death, and I will not stop you."

"You are my facilitator, you should obey my orders!" Kemmler put the Noisy Skull Staff on Mathubard's head, and he threatened savagely: "You are a coward-like man who fled from battle. , maybe I can use my magic to blast you to shreds and turn into a dry walking dead?"

"I'm just your ally, Lord Kemmler, I'm not your servant, is it your life, apart from enemies, only servants?" Matthew Bard was unaware of Kemmler's threat, on the contrary He smiled sarcastically: "We are allies, I am not your servant, never will be, you can never order me."

Matthew Bard pulled out the black blade around his waist. This cursed knight's sword was wrapped around a golden serpent sculpture. He opened Kemmler's staff and raised the blade: "Come on, Lord Kemmler, you can draw the sword from your waist, fight with me, and lose your last ally in this land, or we can pretend that nothing happened and discuss what to do next. "

Chaos Gravedigger Sword! Kemmler gripped the hilt at his waist.

No, at least not now.

"North, go to Artois and Guisoleaux! Tell me where the corpse of the duke of Artois, Zilfroy, and his family of knights are located." Kemmler gave up arguing with Matthew Bard. He thought to himself that Matthew Bard was still useful: "We will be there waiting for the main force of Brittany and smashing them in one fell swoop!"

When Matthew Bard is useless, it is time to summon Gul and kill this Duke Musillon.

The time for a decisive battle is not yet ripe.

But that's okay, let the country hurt first.

Matthew Bard felt a little better. He had seen Kemler's Tomb Legion's combat power.

Why is he confident that he can eat the main force of Brittany?

More importantly, Mathewbard always felt that there was something wrong with Kemmler's behavior, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Kemmler... Some are too fond of killing and destruction. As the undead, it is necessary to kill chickens and make corpse pits properly, but the goal of the undead is to rule rather than destroy.

Is it because of his hatred for the country?

For the next two weeks, Heinrich-Kemmler and his Tomb Corps began to roam the mountains of the Grey Mountains and the vast woodlands of the Arden Forest. The Tomb Corps attacked every settlement along the way. Dozens of villages have been completely destroyed under the attack of the undead army, and the undead army is like a snowball, growing bigger and bigger.

The army of the Kingdom of Knights was exhausted and blocked back and forth, but the shrewd wizard of the undead never appeared in the plains and hills. He and his army were only active in the mountains and forests. The undead were tireless and did not need to rest. Legion's footsteps.

The Principality of Guisoleaux was devastated by Kemmler, one town after another turned into scorched earth, and one village after another turned into a huge corpse pit. At the pass, while frantically asking the entire kingdom for help.

In late autumn, in the south of the Principality of Guisoleaux, there is a glade.

The Knights Road army from the south is stationed here.

"We have received news of the Regent of Lauen, and the Knights Road army in the north is still gathering and reorganizing." François, Duke of Winford, Duke Falkard, Lane and others stood together, looking at the map.

The three black lines covered the entire Duchy of Gisolayaux. At present, only some strongholds in the north and east of this duchy have not been captured, the south has been completely occupied by the undead army, and more than 60% of the lords have fallen.

"The Duke of Lauen just gathered the knights of the two duchies of Connet and Le-Angouran, and the Duchy of Lyonassey refused to send troops." Duke Vercade frowned, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Aldray Derek is really clueless!"

"Last year, under the invasion of Aegir~www.wuxiamtl.com~, the strength of the northern principality has been dealt a huge blow. The principality of Leonasay still has a lot of no-man's land in the north, with constant civil strife, serf rebellion, cult activities, complicated It's justifiable for them to be unable to send troops." Ryan said in a low voice, "Duke Alderel is currently unable to control the duchy, let alone support us."

"We can't rush forward, no one knows what's waiting for us ahead." Callard looked at the map, and he continued: "Bastogne's reinforcements were wiped out like this."

Everyone nodded.

Despite his repeated emphasis on acting together, Count Jean-Lao from Bastogne recklessly led an army of 2,000 men to the aid of Guisoleaux. A member of the knights.

This defeat caused the nobles of Brittany to accuse each other, the southerners accused the northerners of being slow and delayed in coming to support, the northerners accused the southerners of being arrogant, and the army had already arrived in the south of Guisoleaux and never went to make peace. The Kofun Legion fought a decisive battle, which led to the annihilation of Count Rao and his reinforcements.

In the end, Ryan and Lawn stood up together and used the Lake Fairy's will to forcibly suppress the argument.

But this is not the way to go, the prestige always runs out.

The crowd stood together and discussed for a long time. The dilemma they are now facing is that if they march slowly, the army of knights will not be able to follow the footsteps of the undead army. If they march quickly, they will easily be wiped out once they encounter an ambush.

After thinking for a while, Ryan suddenly turned his attention to the Blackstone stronghold.

"I have a plan..." whispered Earl Glamorgan.

"What plan?" Francois asked casually.

"That is……"