Our family is in decline

Chapter 389 Bastia will never fall!

Just like how the Wolf Warriors easily killed three of these knights when they charged, and then led the team out.

But don't forget that Lance, the "champion", is panel certified, which is different from the title of War Wolf, who is certified by the Natural Spirit of the Mountains.

In the eyes of the knights, those civilians were rotten fishes, but in Lance's view, these knights were actually no different from ordinary people. Their swords were just pieces of iron and their armor was just paper.

Because the difference in strength is really too big, he could easily kill these knights if he really wanted to.

But this didn't meet his needs, so he changed his shield and warhammer. He focused more on those soldiers than killing people.

They were waiting for work in front of them, and the two rounds of muskets made the knights exhausted and ugly.

Another one, Lance, jumped in immediately and chopped down one of them with a single wave of his sword, making the battle seem easy.

But in fact, when soldiers and knights came into head-to-head contact, they instantly showed a one-sided trend.

The gap in equipment was highlighted. The soldiers' sabers were blocked by shields, and even if they fell on knights, they were basically blocked by armor and could not break through.

On the contrary, the knight's long sword slashed at the soldier's body, making dents appear in the thin leather breastplate, and when it landed in an unprotected place, it even brought out a pool of blood.

The skills that have been honed for many years are clearly revealed at this moment. Some soldiers were easily killed when they came into contact with the knights. If they didn't have breastplates and helmets to protect their vitals, they might have died directly.

But there were ruthless people among these same soldiers. A left-handed musketeer raised his hand and feinted, forcing the knight to raise his shield, but he did not fire. Instead, he took the opportunity to rush forward, put his pistol close and fired.

The armor on the thigh exploded with blood holes, directly destroying one of the knight's legs. The next second, the knight fell over and let out a miserable wail.

One of them actually wielded the saber very well, and was able to cut with that knight without losing any force.

A man who was confident in his marksmanship raised his hand and fired before making contact. A knight's helmet was torn off in an instant, and he turned around and fell to the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

A man was slashed by a knight, but he used his last strength to fly forward and drag the enemy off his horse.

The knight landed and wanted to fight back, but a soldier rushed from the side and slashed his helmet with a knife, causing him to fall to the ground.

The knights are indeed very strong, but the problem is that they were repeatedly consumed by the cultists before they came. In addition, the previous two waves of shooting killed more than ten more, and now there are about thirty knights in poor condition versus fifty. Intact soldier.

After being at a disadvantage at the beginning, the soldiers also found a way to fight against these knights. Then they would pull these guys off their horses and lose the mobility brought by the horses. What these knights will face is the charge and siege of the soldiers.

I will trade with you, and I will fight to the death to drag you down.

Because both sides had their own advantages, it was impossible to end the battle in a short time. Therefore, the two sides failed to pull away after the collision, and instead became stuck.

The entire position was being consumed like a millstone. Both sides were knocked off their horses like dumplings, and then fell into a foot battle.

There is no skill to speak of. Once the close combat begins, it is the purest form of combat. You slash at me, and I slash at you. The crackling sound is like popcorn.

When fighting on horseback, the knights crushed the soldiers, but once they fell into an infantry battle, the knights discovered how terrifying these guys were.

He obviously didn't have such strong armor, but he still seemed fine after being slashed twice.

The knights watched helplessly as the soldiers were knocked off their horses one second, and then got up from the ground to attack the next second.

The fearless fighting posture reminded those knights of the mobs they encountered along the way.

And he said it wasn’t you!

But compared to those scattered cultists, professionally trained soldiers obviously know how to cooperate better.

Those soldiers who landed on the ground don't do anything fancy. I can't beat you with one, but two of them can't do it?

If two doesn't work, then three. I just have more people than you. Hamlet's main theme is unity and cooperation.

You must know that this fierce battle rhythm is very cruel, even they, the knights, can't bear it. However, these people become more and more brave as they fight, as if shouting "Hamlet" can really bring them strength.

Lance casually knocked a knight off his horse. Only then did he realize that he had broken through the soldiers. He turned his horse's head to look at the scene and fell into a melee.

"Don't move, this is their fight."

Lance's eyes fell on the battlefield, and he left a sentence that made the body that Wangcai was about to reveal become illusory again.

Why can those soldiers keep standing up? And the more you fight, the braver you become?

Because [Flesh and Flesh Reconstruction] repairs their injuries, [Blessing] brings them a steady stream of power, constantly strengthening their condition.

After they defeat the regular army head-on, they can get rid of the impression in their hearts that the noble knights are invincible.

After this battle, you will be reborn both mentally and physically.

This situation will spread throughout Hamlet as word spreads, more useful than his education.

But the situation is not that simple, and the chaos also affects a very critical issue.

You can fight me all you want, but don't chop my horse!

Lance couldn't just sit back and watch these horses die, so he could only activate skill healing to at least save the horses.

Fortunately, the ancestor helped him raise [Flesh and Flesh Reconstruction] to another level, which allowed him to save more spiritual energy when using it. Only now did he know that the ancestor was good to him.

Thank you for having you...warming the four seasons...

During the charge just now, Alvin swung his long sword and knocked the two men off their horses, but he soon fell into a siege.

He is more powerful than those knights, and the armor on his body is extremely powerful, and he has managed to survive until now, but he seems to have seen the decline of the battle.

He couldn't beat those untouchables?

This was humiliating to Alvin, and he desperately wanted to find a way to change the situation.

Naturally, he discovered one person who stood out among these soldiers with standard equipment, the leader of those soldiers.

You don't wear a helmet when fighting, right? It's just you!

Alvin waved his sword and raised his shield to push back the soldiers who besieged him, then rode his horse towards Lance to kill the general and seize the flag, and then used his head to reverse the defeat of the battle.

"I am the Knight of Bastia!" Alvin's charging posture was impeccable, and the long sword in his hand was pointed directly at Lance.

Lance was distracted by treating the horses. He was a little confused when he saw the knight who suddenly appeared and shouted at him, so he swung the hammer casually.

Alvin also wanted to raise his shield to resist, and then connected with a beautiful slash...

But before he could think about it, he felt a huge force forced on him. His whole body felt like he was flying in the air, and he didn't react until he fell heavily to the ground.

Lance didn't even bother to look at him, his eyes fell on the horse under his crotch and couldn't help but feel happy.

"Why are you riding my horse?"

After saying that, he stepped forward and took him away directly.

If Alvin knew that Lance paid more attention to the war horse than him, he would probably vomit blood.

It can only be said that his armor is really good. After being hit, the shield was shattered and the breastplate was dented and deformed, but it still saved his life.

But when he got up from the ground, he realized that the horse was gone. He was so angry that he roared at the top of his lungs.

"My horse!!!"

At this time, he didn't care so much, because soldiers were already surrounding him, so he could only shout and fight for the enemy.

"Bastia will never fall!"

It can only be said that his identity is still very important. This sound made the surviving Bastia knights once again burst out with the belief of tenacious resistance.

They were knights, how could they be defeated by these soldiers?

"Bastia will never fall!"

Responding shouts broke out one after another, and the knight's resistance became more intense for a while.

However, Lance didn't care and continued to wander around the battlefield to gather the rescue horses. His calm look made their dying struggles become a joke.

He wished that those knights would resist even more fiercely. Only the fiercer fires could forge stronger blades.

But someone cares!

The baron became anxious when he saw Alvin being knocked off his horse with a hammer, and he quickly wanted to get rid of the difficult soldiers and go to rescue him.

Being called a master is by no means a false title, but a real strength.

None of the soldiers could stop him. The swords collided and he fell down instantly.

No wonder he was able to lead thirty knights to kill the Wolf Warriors. His strength should not be underestimated.

He wielded his long sword to knock off his saber, and in an instant he slashed at the neck of the enemy in front of him. If he hit the enemy's head directly, he would not be able to save him even if death came.

But at this moment, another long sword blocked the edge of the sword, and the collision between the two sides created a spark.

"Your opponent is me." Leonard jumped out of the horse and slashed at the Baron with the [Certificate of Champions] in his hand.

Just after the encounter, the baron was surprised that there was such a master in this small place. It was no wonder that those barbarians did not attack by force.

But it's not enough to stop him. He has experienced hundreds of battles, but he emerged from the war against the barbarians with a dead body.

The baron's hand increased a little more, and the long sword was so deadly that an ordinary soldier couldn't hold on for a few more times.

But Leonard is not an ordinary person. Being able to survive the Holy War is a testament to his strength.

Although his strength has declined due to a serious old injury, he is recovering with the help of Lance.

Not to mention that he is still wearing the [Sunlight Ring] on his hand. It is the time of the rising sun. Even if he is wearing armor, he can feel the power of the sun flowing through his body.

Both sides can be called masters in swordsmanship, but in such an intense battle, it may only be a slight difference that affects the outcome of the battle.

Being able to tell that the opponent's weapon is extraordinary is the confidence of the noble. If Leonard had an ordinary long sword in his hand, he would not dare to confront him head-on. But fortunately, the [Champion's Certificate] in his hand is not an ordinary thing.

Every time the sword collides with the sword, it buzzes, but this is not a cry, but excitement!

The battle between the two became more and more intense, but Leonard showed signs of decline.

Both sides are on horses, so horse power is the source of strength for both sides, and all power is also carried on the horses.

But the war horse under Leonard's crotch is just an ordinary thing, so he is not afraid of ordinary battles, but once he encounters a strong person, the gap will be revealed.

Their strength and weapons were no different than their opponents, but their horses were weaker, making it difficult for them to support themselves.

Is this a matter of strength? I'm afraid the real struggle is resources.

During a confrontation, Leonard suddenly moved and swung his sword towards the enemy's horse.

The Baron naturally guessed Leonard's intention, raised his shield to resist, and swung his sword at the same time.

This played into Leonard's plan. No one expected that he would suddenly launch his war horse and hit him.

Completely ignoring everything else, he used his thick shoulder armor to resist the sword. At the same time, he abandoned his horse and directly knocked the baron off his horse.

The moment they landed, both sides rolled to distance themselves, but the next second they stood up, they charged toward each other and collided.

The long swords collided and slipped, creating a string of sparks, but in the blink of an eye, the long swords of both sides were stuck in the sword grid. The two swords shook slightly due to the mutual struggle, but neither one gave an inch.

The distance was almost close, and both sides could see each other's eyes through the mask.

Why can't the Baron guess what Leonard wants to do? Isn't it just to drag him down to get rid of the disadvantage brought by the war horse?

But you are wrong to think so...the war horse limits my strength!

My sword is not at a disadvantage!

There seemed to be an instant exchange of eyes between the two parties, but neither of them spoke, because the next second both parties used force almost at the same time, and both used this force to retreat.

But this is not an armistice, but a precursor to more intense fighting.

Sure enough, the two sides collided again. The speed and strength shown by his feet on the ground showed that he was not arrogant, but that the war horse really restricted him.

Leonard naturally felt the strength of the other party. Could it be that he was weaker than him when he was bathed in the sun?

The long swords exchanged blows. At this moment, Leonard showed that his strength was not weaker than that of his opponent. Instead, it was as if he had just guessed.

Do you really think you can defeat me? It's just that your horse overpowered my horse. Once I get rid of the disadvantage of the war horse, I, Leonard, am no weaker than others!

The baron couldn't care more at this time. His shield had been knocked off when he fell off the horse, and now he only had a long sword. This opponent required him to use all his strength. Any slightest distraction would be a fatal mistake.

Leonard spent his life on the Eastern Expedition to realize that the best defense is to let the enemy die first, so he prefers to hold the sword with both hands and slash with more powerful attacks.

There are so many bells and whistles, shock explanations, and skills shouting in the battle. Real battles are always just violent body collisions and weapon exchanges.

The high-intensity confrontation was suspended with a tacit understanding between the two parties. It could be noticed that both of them were breathing heavily under their helmets, and their limbs were slightly unnaturally relaxed.

This was a sign of overwork, and it was obvious that the outburst just now was an exaggerated burden for both of them.

Not everyone can have Lance's heaven-defying physique, nor the ability to never tire out. The human body has its limits, even those who are blessed with extraordinary power.

But the more reason is because the Bastia Knights lost...

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