The knight in the abyss

Chapter 394
Andrew Linna, on the south bank of the Hoffenstein River, on the watchtower of Pascole Fortress.

Narciso squinted his eyes, looked at the army of demons crossing the river ahead, and subconsciously brushed his quiver with his fingers.This is his habit when he encounters an enemy. If the enemy has more arrows than himself, it is best not to act rashly.

But today this habit may not be applicable, because the number of enemies far exceeds the ammunition in the quiver, and Narciso and his comrades have no way to retreat.

Looking from a distance, the demon army was like festering wounds on the ground. Just seeing it made him feel extremely disgusted, but the enemy was still far away from his range, and Narciso was already in a place where the entire fortress could shoot arrows. The farthest place.

Around him was a group of elven archers, but none of the others had longbows as large as his.There are other features that suggest Narciso is different, such as ears that are only slightly pointed but not long, a stronger physique and a beard on the chin.Yes, he was a half-elf with a human father and an elf mother.

In many worlds, since half-elves cannot fully integrate into human society, it is difficult for them to adapt to the life of elves, but this is not the case in Andrinna.Narciso's father was a great paladin, and his mother was an elven ranger who followed the Prince of Flame to this level, and they met in battle, and then there was some cliché love story, and then there was The birth of Narciso.

Many elves are aware of the short lifespan of humans, but they are still involuntarily attracted by the passion and fanaticism of this race.Narciso's father turns 80 in two years, and while still in remarkably healthy health, both Narciso and his mother knew his life was coming to an end.If there were no accidents, he would eventually die in his warm bed, surrounded by his still young wife and children.

But you never know which one will come first, the accident or tomorrow, let alone the abyss, a plane that mortals are talking about.

Narciso involuntarily moved his eyes down, looking at the soldiers clustered together on the city wall below.He found his father at a glance, and he was leading a large group of knights to pray before the battle, praying to his god—Heironeous—to bless them with final victory in the upcoming battle.

Putting on that armor, my father seemed to have returned to his youthful appearance.It wasn't the first time he looked at his father's figure from this position, nor was it the first time he worried whether this would be the last look, but Narciso knew in his heart that this time might really be the last time.

"When I first met him back then, it was the same situation as today."

A brisk female voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Narciso quickly turned his head, only to find that his mother was standing behind him, looking at his father's back tenderly.

"Mother, why are you here?" The half-elf hurriedly bowed to her mother, "I'm on guard..."

"It's high enough here, so you can better see the situation of the demon army." If it weren't for that serious expression, the female elf would look younger than her own child, "It seems that the rumors are true, Cang Ye really gathered Three legions, I have never seen such a large demon army..."

"Are we going to die?" Narciso couldn't help asking softly, "There are too many of them..."

"Mortals are mortal." The elegant elf glanced at her half-elf child, "but I hope not today."

Horrific horns sounded suddenly from all directions, the ground even shook slightly, the rushing river surface began to surge with weird waves, and then dozens of huge bone bridges emerged from the water, opening the way for the demon army to cross the river. It also caused a panic from the watchtower.

"I have to go." Mother kissed Narciso on the face, "Help me take care of your father."

The elf female mage quickly turned and left, leaving her half-elf child behind in a hurry. On a city wall not far below them, a monk with a red rope in his hand stood beside the battlements, looking out quietly. Go, and behind him, a fully armed knight was walking back and forth impatiently.

"Damn it, Hobison, they should have let us out!" the knight grumbled for the tenth time. "Look at those demons, they're crossing the river! What better time to launch a cavalry charge?"

"Calm down, Tanis. I don't doubt your combat effectiveness..."

"Then why didn't you support me just now?"

"Since the only thing waiting for you on the river bank is the cannon fodder of the demon army, the physical strength of you and your subordinates will have a better effect."

"Damn it! What's the difference between a knight who's not on his horse and an infantryman..."

"I admire your courage from the bottom of my heart, but if you are outside at this time, without the protection of the city wall, you will be overwhelmed by the enemy in an instant." The monk tightened the red rope wrapped around his hand, "Only by living Kill more enemies, especially today."

"... Has the messenger for help been sent out?"

"Of course. But I doubt it will be useful, even if they come as fast as they can, the demons must have filled this place..."

There was a creaking sound of mechanical operation, and the four trebuchets installed on the main castle of the fortress fired.The burning boulder let out a piercing scream, drawing a fiery red arc in the early morning sky, and then smashed heavily into the dense group of demons, creating a violent explosion.

Cheers came from all directions on the wall, but the monk just shook his head silently.

"Hey! What a beautiful job!" His fellow knight, who was still restless just now, was waving his arms enthusiastically, "Do it again! Huh? Why do you have that expression on your face? Is there anything dissatisfied?"

"Look at what are the dead ones, cowardly demons, original demons, and maybe some abnormal demons." Huo Binsen said with a gloomy face, "That thing should be kept as a siege engine to deal with the enemy, but it turned out to be for some demons. cannon fodder and was exposed prematurely."

As he spoke, the trebuchet fired a second round of shells, setting off a large red spray in the filthy sea of ​​demons.One of them flew so far that it landed in the middle of a bone bridge and broke it on the spot. A large number of demons were quickly washed away by the tumbling river.
"Oh oh oh oh!!"

There was another burst of cheers from the crowd, but their voices quickly died down, because the demon army hardly stopped and was still approaching them quickly.Most of the defenders stationed in Pascole are humans, and there are many experienced veterans among them, but most of them have only fought against small groups of demons, and have no experience of fighting head-on with a demon army of this size.

And those elves knew that this battle was far more difficult than the human comrades in arms thought, and it was too wasteful to spend their energy on cheering at the beginning of the battle.

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