The Sun King's Evidence

The comets falling from the sky drew a long trail, heading straight for Mathubad and the others. The comet with a diameter of more than ten meters was full of energy. Morgiana stretched out a hand to control the power of the comet: "Mushiron Poisonous snake, today is the day you die!"

However, the undead did not choose to sit still and wait for death. Several vampire lords chanted death spells together.

"Wind of Death!" The rich aura of undead blew across the ground of the Spire Palace. The trees withered and the dead revived. The wind of the netherworld swept across the entire battlefield. Under the resistance of the wind of death, the falling speed of the Potion Holy Grail Comet weakened.

Morgiana's great heavenly spell fought against the wind of death summoned by the vampire lords. The sky-blue magical wind and the black-red magical wind squeezed together, collided, torn apart, and twisted until they died.

Without Lich King Arkhan in charge, Mousilon's necromancers were no match for the Witch of the Lake God after all. The Potion Holy Grail Comet tore through the wind of death and landed on the ground. The earth trembled, and the swamp was flooded with light, fire and magic that exploded. The main army formation of the undead was destroyed, and the air wave of the entire explosion drowned Mashubad and others.

In the mushroom cloud of smoke, the Potion Holy Grail Comet completed its mission.

Morgiana was disappointed because the comet she summoned did not hit Mathubard. When the wind of death collided with the Potion Holy Grail comet, Mathubard had already led his men to avoid the blow. He personally Leading the Black Holy Grail Knights, Blood Knights and Black Knights, they rushed towards the city wall.

The color of the Potion Holy Grail instantly turned purple, and Morgiana summoned a large piece of poisonous mist to shroud the Mathhubards. However, the poisonous mist had limited damage to vampires and undead. More than a hundred elite soldiers led by Mathhubard The troops gradually approached the city wall.

"Fire! Fire at those people! Fire! Don't spare the bullets!" Sir Bertrand standing on the city wall shouted forcefully. He pointed at Mathhubard and others: "Fire at them!"

Almost all the dwarf musketeers and human musketeers turned their guns, and barrage after barrage engulfed the figures of Mahubader and others. The sound of musket bullets colliding with armor came from the smoke, making a dense sound.

"Did you succeed?" Bertrand took a deep breath of air, his eyes fixed on the depths of the smoke.

The facts disappointed him. This round of volleys only wiped out a few black knights. Facing the strong cursed plate armor of the blood knights and black grail knights, even the dwarf's muskets could not penetrate their defenses.

Now they're coming!

"Get up!" A blood knight directly grabbed the top of the ladder. He directed the skeleton warriors and the tomb guards to turn the entire ladder up! The tall ladder rotated in a full circle and was set up on the city wall. The blood knight wearing a blood dragon helmet and red spiked plate armor screamed and landed on the city wall. He killed a human musketeer with one sword. Cut into two pieces: "For Amber Wallace! For the Blood Dragon! For the glory!"

"Ahhh!" The two nearby halberdiers rushed up immediately. The Blood Knight sneered and cut one of the halberdiers into two pieces with his halberd and the man, and then easily turned around and slashed the other halberdier with a sword. The halberdier decapitated him, and he cut off the artillery mounts on the city wall with one stroke of his sword: "Come on! Human bastards! Let me see your power!"

"Then come!" Immediately, a knight errant from the Principality of Carcassonne rushed towards the blood knight. The knight sword in his hand clashed with the blood knight's sharp sword. The blood knight just sneered and turned the blade. He threw the young knight errant away, and then pierced his chest with a sword, causing flesh and blood to fly everywhere.

Watching the knight errant fall off the city wall with a scream, the blood knight only felt that he was immersed in the madness of fighting for the ancestor of the blood dragon: "Not enough, not enough!!! Get something stronger!"

Following his actions, more Blood Knights and Black Holy Grail Knights relied on this tactic to rush up to the city wall. Suddenly, there were sounds of slashing and killing everywhere on the city wall. Where were the blood of ordinary human soldiers and archers? The rival of the Knight and the Knight of the Black Holy Grail? The defenders suffered heavy casualties almost immediately. The dwarf musketeers and dwarf rangers were massacred one after another. With the blood knights personally opening the way, the undead army formed several black lines and slowly climbed up the city wall.

The artillery could no longer fire, and even the dwarf engineers and serf archers raised their weapons to fight the undead. The knights errant and kingdom knights rushed around to help, and only they could fight against the blood knights.

The lone Blood Knight was soon besieged by five or six Brittanian knights. He tried his best to deal with these knights alone until a Holy Grail Knight finally appeared in the call. This Blood Knight and the Holy Grail The knights launched a championship duel, and finally fell to the sword of the knight that exuded the light of the lake god.

However, the ladder has been opened, and a steady stream of undead troops have climbed onto the city wall.

"Whoops!" An arrow exuding the power of sparks drew an arc from the air and directly pierced into the eye socket of a blood knight. The blood knight screamed and covered his face and screamed in agony. The power of sparks was coming. Burning his eye sockets.

Taking out an arrow from the quiver behind him again, Bertrand tightened the bowstring. He stared at the ladder under the city wall, and the bowstring trembled.

A star rocket swept across the entire battlefield, hitting the seam of the Tomb Guard's shoulder armor and breastplate holding the ladder in the middle. After being hit by the arrow, the Tomb Guard let out a silent roar, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground. The tall ladder also fell down, knocking down at least hundreds of undead.

But Bertrand felt that the situation was not good. He raised his head and saw that there were now more than a dozen ladders erected in the city wall. Under the city wall was a wave of corpses composed of the undead army. They began to climb along the ladders.

The number of undead armies is too great! Even with the help of artillery and a large number of muskets, the numerically inferior coalition of humans and dwarves has suffered heavy casualties, and morale in many places has begun to waver.

"Sir Bertrand! If this continues, the castle will be lost!" A soldier immediately shouted.

"Can't retreat! Can't retreat!" Bertrand's bow and strings were linked together, and he burst into hysterical rebuke: "The count promoted me from a thief to this! If I retreat, I will never forgive myself in my life!"

"Drink!" Among the dead bodies on a section of the city wall, Ryan waved Thor's Hammer to block the attack of the Black Holy Grail Knight. The undead power of these Holy Grail Knights was extremely powerful. Ryan struggled to push away the blade of the Black Holy Grail Knight in front of him. , then he raised his hand: "Psychic storm!"

"Ice Arrow!" In the distance, the sorceress Theresa also released magic, and a blast of frost energy hit the Black Holy Grail Knight. His whole body was covered in frost, and then a sky-blue lightning storm enveloped the Black Holy Grail Knight.

"Skull-crushing strike!" Ryan seized this opportunity. He raised his war hammer, and his muscles swelled. The hammer head of the war hammer flashed with lightning, and it struck down hard in an arc: "over!!!"

"Bang!" The warhammer hit the Black Holy Grail Knight's helmet. The dragon-winged helmet was smashed, and black blood left along the Black Holy Grail Knight's face. While he took a few steps back, Ryan pulled out the Nemesis and struck a blow. The sword penetrated the chest of the Black Holy Grail Knight: "For lady! Let me end your pain!"

The runes on the blade of the Nemesis lit up one after another, and the silver flames and light blue light purified the cursed soul. The ghost of the Holy Grail Knight whispered thank you to Ryan and disappeared into the air. .

Before Ryan could respond, he immediately stepped away and smashed a heavy battle ax where he had just stood. Two graveyard guards were approaching, and not far away, dozens of human soldiers and several knights In front of his corpse, undead armies were constantly landing at the top of the city.

Ryan raised his head and looked at the sky. After a whole day of fierce fighting, it was now almost dusk, and the undead had no intention of stopping!

The prophets of the Lake God are collectively releasing magic to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the soldiers and treat their injuries, but they cannot resurrect the dead. After a whole day of fighting, both the soldiers and knights of the army led by Ryan have become extremely weak. Tired.

This is also what Ryan expected. Humans cannot compete with the undead in physical strength, not to mention that they are still at a disadvantage in numbers. After all, the number of Holy Grail Knights is still very small, and the entire front is collapsing.

"Brother Ryan! We will lose if this continues!" The panting Belegar slowly ran closer from a distance. The king of the Angrond clan felt tired from fighting from morning to night, and he swung the Hammer of Angrond. After hitting a tomb guard in the stomach and knocking it to the ground, and then hitting the head with a hammer, Belegar shouted: "Do you have any reinforcements?"

"...Hold on! King Belegar!" Ryan and Belegar stopped in front of the tower. He had already pulled out the Nemesis: "We must defend the Spire Palace!"

"I know this, and I'm asking you if you have any backup plans!" Beleja shouted loudly.

"There will be! Believe me!" Ryan directly chopped off the head of a grave ghost.

"I always feel like you're lying to me!" Belegar shouted.

Not far away, the chain lightning released by Morgiana was taking away the waves of undead corpses. Hundreds of undead were electrocuted into charcoal. The sorceress Teresa released the seven-ring magic "Spiritual Scream", golden magic. The light swept across all areas within hundreds of meters, and all the undead that were swept by the golden halo lost control and fell softly to the ground.

But even though the defenders fought bravely, the defenders of the Spire Palace were still gradually losing ground. Heavy casualties reduced the number of guards from 5,000 to more than 3,000, and many places were defeated.

The battle is still going on. At this time, even the knights with legendary strength are extremely tired, and the serf soldiers are even more unbearable. If it weren't for the logistics prepared by Ryan and enough food, the serfs may not be able to hold on long ago.

On the city wall, Mahhubard stabbed the poisonous snake sword in his hand into the chest of a lake god prophet, and the red blood stained her blue skirt. Musilon's poisonous snake sneered a few times, and he stretched out his hand. He took off the head of the Lake God Prophet and said, "You're watching, right?"

All around him were the corpses of knights, and even a Holy Grail knight suffered under the hands of Mathubad.

"Then just watch. Your knight, your kingdom, and your divinely chosen champion will all perish under my hands. This is fate. You will bring lies to us, and I will expose your hypocrisy!" Mahhubard's eyes were blood red, and he stared at the entire battlefield.

Humanity can't hold on any longer! Mahhubard continued to sneer, and he began to recite a spell, summoning the last terror beast of Mousilon and a group of bloodthirsty ghosts, preparing to give humans a fatal blow.

But the one who arrived in front of him first was a very tall black knight. He wore a cross helmet with a golden wild boar statue on top, wore the Duke of Artois' ancestral plate armor, and rode an undead war horse: "Wait Your orders, Master."

"Ah, it's you, Zilfroy!" Mahhubard smiled: "Just in time, I have a task for you to do that you are best at."

"Please give me orders!" The cyan soul fire in the black knight's eyes burned brightly.

The time came to one o'clock in the morning, and the extremely tired human army heard a loud noise. The gate of the Spire Palace collapsed. An extremely burly black knight relied on his own strength to force open the gate. Five serf spearmen were killed. He was killed on the spot, and then he raised his lance and drove a kingdom knight from Winford through the skull.

Black floods poured into the castle, and they started a fierce street battle with the human dwarf coalition. Mahhubard overwhelmed all the blood knights and behemoths, and Musilon's last remaining three bloodthirsty bat wolves and a Terror beasts and a group of bloodthirsty ghosts join the battlefield.

Seeing this situation, Ryan, who was still fighting hard on the city wall, finally issued an order.

"Retreat! My soldiers! Retreat to the inner castle!"

"The castle has fallen! We need to organize a second line of defense!"

"retreat!!!"

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