Alien world

Chapter 1011 242. Accusing each other of being the Free Blade

As soon as he finished speaking, no city guards rushed forward except for the ten team leaders who were eager to give it a try.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Annan felt humiliated and realized that they were not loyal Liberty City fighters.

"Sir, we can't win..." one of the captains whispered.

Phew—pop!

The knight swung his whip at Annan, but Maria jumped out and grabbed the end of the whip.

"You dare to resist?"

Annan ignored the knight who looked powerful but was actually weak, and pulled out a staff from his magic ring: "What about this?"

They already knew that Master Olme was a spellcaster, but they still shook their heads: "We still can't beat him."

Annan took out the spell book "borrowed" from Tabareodo, holding the staff in his left hand and the spell book in his right hand: "How about this plus this?"

"We really want to fight? They are the Knights..."

To put it bluntly, the city guards are just a group of soldiers who maintain law and order in the new capital, and are only one level higher than the militia.

"We are targeting the Knights. Annihilate them all and everyone will be promoted. I will give a bounty to those who are not promoted!"

If Annan hadn't wanted to tie the city guards to the car, he could have eliminated them himself.

"They are the Knights..." the captain said again.

"They are not, they are the Free Blades!" Annan stared at the timid city guards in disappointment: "Are you afraid of the Knights or my uncle?"

"Captain, these city guards are also Free Blades!" The knight suddenly let go of his whip, drew out his sword and roared.

Originally they didn't dare to provoke either side, but as the knights identified them as enemies, the city guards had no choice but to stand on Annan's side.

"Master Olme, we listen to you!"

Annan showed approval without any grudge, opened the spell book, found the page of amplification magic, and released a blessing of endurance.

The city guards suddenly felt that they could fight for thirty minutes straight, and they were the first to rush towards the knights who had no time to escape.

But the knight's movements before his death still attracted the attention of five or six knights who were guarding the prisoner wagon not far away. They formed a battle formation on the long street and began to charge towards the city guards.

Annan waved the magic wand which was just a decoration and recited the grease spell from the spell book.

A large patch of grease appeared on the path that the knights had to pass through, and the horses' hooves began to slip as soon as they stepped on it, but the knights actually relied on their superb riding skills to stabilize themselves and step over the grease.

The city guards were still surrounding the dead knight, slashing with their swords, missing the opportunity to launch an attack before the cavalry started moving.

Annan was indifferent. There was no disappointment without expectation. It was still useful to let the city guards bully gangs and civilians, but if they encountered real soldiers, they would be considered slow if they didn't collapse within three seconds.

"Hide in the alley, don't confront them head-on!"

Annan's captains shouted one after another and led their soldiers into the alley.

"Don't hide, it will be the end if they escape!"

Didn't Annan know whether the Knights of Sesu were the Freeblade? Only if they all died here could he throw dirty water on them.

Facing the knights who were charging again, the spells in the spellbook were cast at them without any mercy.

Curses, traps, weakness...

The charging cavalry was invincible - except for the city walls and mages.

The horses' panting could be heard dozens of yards away, and pink foam was pouring out of their mouths and noses, but their speed was getting slower and slower. When there were only a few spells left in the spellbook, Annan summoned Lemon again.

At this time, Sheafield, who was watering the lemon in a flattering manner, was holding the shower head and standing in the empty living room.

"Over the street, there are enemies."

Annan directed the enemy to Lemon and shouted to the city guards who were still hiding in the alley, "Hurry up and attack. Whoever gets the head will get a bounty of Nal!"

Annan finally understood why the villains in the bard's stories always liked to shout this sentence...because apart from this sentence, there was no other way to incite this mob.

Seeing the scales of victory tipping towards them, the city guards rushed out of the alleys and rushed towards the knights entangled by lemons.

Annan put away the spell book, and his one-day wizard experience ended there.

But the battle has just begun.

This knight group had a hundred men, and they had just killed only six.

Fortunately, this is a street, not a plain. Fortunately, the knights did not think there was a strong enemy and scattered everywhere. Fortunately, Annan was the leader.

Relying on the fact that they were the city guards, the Knights had no defense against them, and Annan and his men could often get within 20 yards of the Knights. And they could not reach this distance at all.

Relying on sneak attacks, they successively killed more than thirty knights scattered in different places, but during the last attack, they were discovered by a knight passing by the intersection.

Annan led his men to chase for a long time, but they were still a step too late, allowing him to reach the commander of the knights and summon all the knights.

The thickly bearded Knight Commander drew his sword and roared, "You Freeblades who killed my knights, prepare to die!"

Just as Annan thought, "eliminate all the knights who say they are the Free Blade", a group of city guards suddenly appeared out of nowhere and attacked them, but they also wanted to kill them and then frame them as the Free Blade.

"How dare you use my magic against me!?"

Annan's cry of disbelief was drowned out by the galloping horses.

The ground rumbled and shook, and facing the mad knights, the city guards' cowardice once again prevailed.

"Master Olme, let's ask for help..."

"There's an alley this way!"

"We'll retreat first, you hold them back!"

Annan glanced calmly at the chaotic city guards and opened the portal.

The city guards behind could not be seen, and the knights in front could not be seen clearly, until a thick bolt of lightning shot out from the portal and instantly hit the knight commander who was rushing in the front, and instantly turned him into a ball of charcoal.

The terrifying dragon might followed closely behind. The city guards behind Annan only felt a source of fear from the depths of their souls, and the horses that were hit head-on by the dragon might had their limbs stiffened and rolled into a ball with the knights on board.

——Oh, the knight’s weakness is also the dragon.

When there was no longer a standing warhorse, Annan immediately closed the portal, ensuring that the noise was limited to this street, and tilted his head and said, "Take your men to grab the merit."

Faced with the injured knight who had lost his horse, the city guards rushed forward screaming like bandits.

Annan and Maria, who were the last ones to come, glanced at each other and walked over slowly.

At this time, Annan noticed that there were many more shadows behind the windows of the houses on the street.

The surviving residents finally dared to stick their heads out and observe the outside world.

Annan stopped, took out the spell book again, and turned to the page with the sound amplification spell.

After activating the spell, Annan's voice echoed in the street: "The knights who hurt you are no longer able to fight. If you are still men, pick up pickaxes and kill them. If you are women, pick up mops and kill them!"

(End of this chapter)