The Final Knight

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The attack of the Sith Empire began!

Celtic stood on the wall with a serious look. His hands clenched tightly to the edge of the wall, clenching his teeth, and stared at the enemy who was slowly advancing in the distance. At the moment, his heart is very complicated, and even Celtic himself may not know what he feels like.

The final departure of the Knights was the biggest blow to the entire fortress. Now whether it is Celtic or his general soldiers, the morale has fallen to the extreme. And what makes them angry is that the end of the Knights is not betrayal, but rather their king, made a move and decision that disappointed everyone.

Because of this, there is a helpless atmosphere in the fortress at present-the soldiers obviously have a lot of resentment, which is not difficult to understand, they are fighting **** the front line, but their own king is pulling their rear Legs, such things may be unacceptable no matter who has changed.

But the battle must still be fought. After all, what we want to protect is not just the king.

Celtic sighed for a long time, forcibly cheered up, and glanced at the soldiers beside him, although at this moment they were still holding weapons and staring at the front with vigilance. However, the self-confidence of the previous two days has disappeared. Now, in the entire fortress, many soldiers even came to fight with the idea of ​​self-rebellion. Under such circumstances, it is really a problem to be able to exert combat power.

Originally Celtic also hoped that the Sith Empire could give himself a little time, but now it seems that the other party does not even want to give this time.

There is no future.

Thinking of this, Celtic "brushed" his long sword.

"Ready to attack!!!"

He quickly gave orders, and then stared at the formation in front of him. Like the intelligence he had before, this was the most typical tactic of the Sith Empire-Sidwig played the striker, and Lindilot was stable. In midfield, Karan is completely ignorant of where he is going. The four talented knights have reached three, and the threat is obvious.

So, let me see the power of the talented knight!

Thinking of this, Celtic licked his lower lip. He carefully observed each other's troops, trying to perceive his real intention.

Unlike the previous actions, this time the Sith Empire did not adopt a full-scale formation. Instead, they chose a centrally assembled tactic. This puzzled Celtic. If the Sith Empire chooses such a tactic, it means that they have to face the red fortress head-on, so that the loss will naturally be great. So, what was the idea of ​​the Sith Empire?

Celtic did not want to understand that the frontline army of the Sith Empire had entered the range at this moment. Although he did not know what the other party was playing, at this moment, Celtic finally gave orders.

"Magic Cannon Launch!"

"boom!"

Accompanied by Celtic's order, the five magic cannons on the tower of the Red Fortress wall simultaneously made a deafening roar. As they emit a beam of powerful power, they swept forward in unison. This can be said to be the most conventional method of combat in any country in defensive warfare. As a magic technology that is rarely used for large-scale use and equipment, although the magic gun has a long cooling time, the filling is too slow to move and shoot. Such shortcomings, but as a weapon to defend the city, its long range and powerful power are enough to make up for these defects. In history, no country’s army can face the bombardment of the magic cannon without shaking. Therefore, in general siege battles, they will choose to break through the side, or choose to rush over the magic cannon at the fastest speed. Shooting area, close to the city wall.

Of course, this is a general siege method. But Celtic did not believe that the Sith in front of him would also use such a fighting method. After all, their striker was Sidwig, and according to previous reports, she had led the army and had a hundred magic cannons in the night capital. There are still battles in front of you, but here are just five of them. But in what way did she avoid the bombardment? Is it the same as before, hard to resist the past?

Celtic stared at the Sith army in front of him, and then his eyes widened in surprise.

Just as the beams of the five magic cannons blew down, the original dense formation of the Sith Empire Army suddenly "exploded".

That's right, it looks as if the formation is scattered after being attacked by the Magister Cannon. But in fact, this is not the case. The soldiers spread out at the fastest speed in a short period of more than ten seconds, leaving a gap, and the five magic beams are from these Sweeping through the gap directly, it didn't hurt anyone at all!

How is this going? !

Celtic's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't figure out how the weird scene was in front of him. Rely on command and order? But the command and order on the battlefield always takes time, and how can an army of 40,000 such a large battlefield be able to make such delicate command and command in the shortest time?

"Strong Archer is ready! Shoot!!"

Surprised by surprise, Celtic did not forget his duties. He immediately issued a second order, which was also the focus of the battle of the city, using the magic cannon to give the opponent enough damage, and the opponent tried to rush over the magic cannon. In the threatening range, the second layer of covered arrows will also give them a lot of damage. After all, once you want to pursue speed, the defense will naturally become weak. In this way, even if these people rush under the city wall, they are mostly dead and injured, and there is no threat.

After avoiding the first round of the design of the magic cannon, the legion led by Sidwell really accelerated, but they did not launch a charge, but moved at a speed of rapid march. Obviously, the other party also knows that the cooling time of the magic cannon is very long. As long as it can flash through the other party's first round of attack, then he has a lot of time to use.

However, the facts are not that simple.

A dense round of arrow rain immediately shot out and flew towards the advancing enemy. However, at this moment, Sidwell did another thing that surprised Celtic.

An army that originally maintained a triangular formation and marched forward quickly. At the moment, it seemed like a sculpture made of a pile of sand hit a transparent wall, and suddenly turned into a mass of scattered sand. If the face of the magic cannon's attack before, Sidwell barely maintained a formation , Then now it is completely messy, there is no integral shape at all, those soldiers who are marching fast, at this moment, there are those who continue to move forward, some evade backwards, and some are scattered towards the left and right sides. Seeing it, as if they were completely sullied, they became confused.

At this moment, even on the city wall, there were several cheers. After all, these soldiers are not new recruits, but rather ruthless characters who have been rolling on the battlefield all the year round. Although they have no commanding talent, they are likely to be on the battlefield. They are very familiar with what happened. Seeing Sidwig's army become chaotic at the moment, many people were immediately excited and excited. It seems that this so-called four-day condemnation is nothing more than that. Even the army can't control it, what battle is it fighting?

However, unlike the soldiers, Celtic is getting more and more nervous at this moment. He instinctively perceives that there is a danger approaching himself. But no matter what he thinks, he can't see the formation and tactics implied in the scattered army. They just really did not have any regular dispersal, and then they seemed to be escaping — escaping?

Thinking of this, Celtic's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at the battlefield again, and then he took a breath of air.

The land is still that land, the battlefield is still that battlefield, and the enemy forces are still those enemy forces, but at this moment, Celtic finally found out that there is something wrong!

No dead!

After two rounds of attack by magic cannons and bows and arrows, there was no black spot in the Sith Empire army that was moving forward at the moment. Each of them was moving, and no one was injured, whether it was a magic guide. Cannon or bow and arrow, there is no way to cause them the slightest damage!

Thinking of this, Celtic suddenly shivered.

He finally remembered that the commander in front of him was not an ordinary person. She was one of the four generals of the Sith Empire, Sidwig.

Puppeteer Sidwell.

Each title of talented knight has its own unique meaning, and the puppeteer is naturally the same. How can I forget something so common sense? What do you mean, puppeteer?

Isn't it just to manipulate the soldiers like puppets?

In other words, in the short two rounds of attacks just now, Sidwell controlled all the soldiers under his control and moved them to avoid all the attacks?

This is a daydreaming delusion, even Celtic can't believe it for a while. But at this time, he finally got serious.

"The second round of the Magister Cannon! All strong archers are ready to cooperate with the design!"

"Master, the Magister Cannon has not been completely cooled..."

"I said shooting!! This is the order, go quickly!!!"

"Yes!!"

Before the huge roar.

Five pure white light beams with powerful power once again cut through the sky and shot at the Sith army, and this time, the dense arrow rain accompanied them also shot again. For a time, the entire sky seemed to be completely covered, as if attacked like a rainstorm, and scattered like this.

But this time, the army of the Sith Empire suddenly moved! !

The originally scattered army suddenly began to rush forward quickly, and their original no-attack attack, when rushing to half, they regrouped into a triangular form, and looked from above, just like this 40,000 The human legion has a living whole, they quickly spread out, then quickly closed together and rushed forward quickly!

Generally speaking, the Legion Charge will not charge too fast to avoid disconnection and problems. But now, the 40,000-strong legion led by Sidvie is like a viper that has been lurking in the grass. When he finally chose to attack, the speed of the lightning strike is enough to surprise anyone.

"Free shooting!!! Free shooting!!! Prepare to protect the wall!!!"

At this moment, Celtic's face was already ugly, and he finally confirmed his guess. It was indeed the girl who was controlling the 40,000 troops by himself! This is terrible! How should I respond?

But Celtic hadn't had time to think of a countermeasure yet, his eyes were shaken by the glorious rumors in the distance of the horizon.

"The whole army is ready!!!"

In the rear, Lindilot raised her long sword, and along with her movements, the soldiers who lined up were also ready to fight. Some of them raised their long swords, and some pulled up their long bows. They seemed to attack immediately. However, after all, here is still the rear, do they want to attack from here?

Ordinary people are impossible, but right now, these soldiers' bodies and weapons have already bloomed with dazzling soul glory.

High-level swordsman.

30,000 high-level swordsmen.

"attack!!"

Lindilot swung down her long sword with force, and a white sword surged towards the front. With her movements, tens of thousands of soul sword lights and arrows mixed with the power of the soul pierced the sky and flew towards the red. fortress.

In theory, a single high-level swordsman can indeed release such a long distance soul sword light, but they are rarely used. After all, this rarely makes sense in combat. In the future, the distance will also weaken the power, not to mention the radiation from such a far place, and when it reaches the fortress, it may not be the same as the power of a small magic bullet.

However, the attacks of these tens of thousands of people are now condensed, and its power has far exceeded the level of the magic cannon.

"Bang!!! Bang!!!!!!"

Soul sword light hit the hard wall, making a gap and a trace, and many soldiers were directly hit by sword light and arrows wrapped in soul power, and lost their lives.

"Son is on! How can this be played!!!"

"Left wing, the left wing was seriously attacked, Lord General, please give instructions!!! Please give instructions!!!"

"The city wall on the west side of the right wing is being damaged. Lord General, we need reinforcements!!"

"boom!!!"

Just as the soldiers of the Red Fortress were in a mess, the soul sword light in the rear burst out again, different from the aimless scattering before, this time, they were concentrated in the tower where five magic cannons were placed. on.

Although these towers have been reinforced, the strength of tens of thousands of high-level swordsmen cannot be ignored. Soon, three towers shook, shattered, and then collapsed. The remaining two are also crumbling, and there is absolutely no way to attack again.

"Damn, calm down, calm down!!!"

Celtic's eyes were red, he shouted and commanded loudly, trying to continue commanding the battle. But in fact, until now, the defenders of the West Kingdom have never reflected what happened.

attack? Where did the attack come from? How could there be an attack? How is this going? what the **** is it?

And just when these soldiers were beaten up and turned around, they lost Sidwig and her 40,000 army, and they were already in the city!

"It's worse!"

Celtic was taken aback when he looked at the dark enemy when he had already rushed to his feet. He quickly hurriedly passed the adjutant next to him and roared loudly.

"Immediately order the soldiers in the rear to prepare for the defense! Remember to guard the gate!

Celtic's words didn't finish. At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose to the ground, whistling towards the red fortress. Even Celtic closed his eyes and stretched his hand in front of him at this moment-then, he heard a muffled noise at his feet.

When Celtic lowered his head and swept under his feet again, his blood was frozen.

The heavy metal gate that was supposed to be strictly guarded, flew to the rear in front of Celtic, deformed, and shattered together with the obstacles behind them, and then hit the house inside the fortress. , Set off a dust.

At this moment, Celtic is already ashamed.

"Humph, but that's it."

Sidwell stood quietly at the rear of the line, watching the soldiers pouring into the gate in front of him, humming coldly. The girl is still her usual dress. However, unlike before, this time under the girl's feet, a giant metal spider is carrying her responsibility. The six sharp metal claws, as well as the compound eyes composed of rubies shining in bright red, with a silver-white shiny body, gave a chilling fear. At this moment, Sidwell is adjusting her aura, she precisely controls the movement of each soldier to fight. For ordinary people, this is a task that no one can accomplish in dreams. But for this girl, it is as convenient as eating and drinking—at this moment, forty thousand soldiers, each of whom is Sidwig, is not as powerful as her.

It's so easy.

While giving orders to his soldiers, Sidwig sneered. This kind of battle without any challenges, she is already a bit tired. The resistance of the other party is only in vain, and the outcome of the battle is decided before the start. In such a case, it is as difficult to lose as it is-unless, unless, unless there is some invisible factor intervening in it.

Thinking of this, Sidwell couldn't help but think of the previous failure again. The girl, even bursting out of her talent, couldn't detect the real power of the other party, and in terms of skill, she and the other party were even worse. Heaven and earth, only such opponents are interesting. And this kind of waste that does not even make resistance is good, but I am not very interested.

Thinking of this, Sidwell looked back involuntarily, then smiled slightly.

So, my sister, will you fight with them?

In the end, the Knights must be a very interesting opponent. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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