The Sun King's Evidence

Mahhubard once thought that once the city gate was broken, victory was close at hand.

Although he fought for a day and a night and finally came close to retaking the Spire Palace, the poisonous snake of Musilon did not feel any joy in his heart. On the contrary, something called anxiety was always tormenting his heart.

Ryan's army has almost lost more than half, but what about Mathubad?

Of the more than 28,000 undead troops pulled out of Musilon, more than 12,000 undead troops had fallen in front of the walls of the Spire Palace.

This heavy loss really made it impossible for Mahubard to have any happy thoughts. His fierce attack regardless of the cost resulted in staggering casualties. Several of Musilon's last remaining blood knights also fell on the city wall. Two of them fell on the city wall. The Black Grail Knight also died, and power flowed back into his body.

He had no choice. Tactically, Mahhubard, who had an absolute numerical advantage, could have surrounded him without attacking and slowly grind away, but strategically, the Spire Palace had to be recaptured, and it had to be within a very short time. Recapture it immediately, so Mahhubard can only attack at any cost.

Yes, no matter the cost.

But after breaking through the city gate, Mathubad looked at the streets in the castle in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.

The entire streets within the Spire Palace have now been transformed like iron barrels by dwarf craftsmen and engineers in a short period of time! The sorceress Teresa led the ice witch apprentices to create a large number of ice walls, mixed with dwarven architecture, and blocked the entire street! As soon as the undead army entered the castle, a rain of arrows and volleys of muskets caused them heavy losses!

Ryan and his army have long been prepared for street fighting!

After the remaining human and dwarf armies withdrew into the streets in an orderly manner, a new line of defense was built. Before Mahhubard could give the order, a volley of muskets instantly took away hundreds of undead.

"Come on! The poisonous snakes of Mousilon! Come to your Grandpa Dugan!" The dwarf engineer Dugan Tiehan continued to shout from behind the fortifications: "I am your grandpa! You are the son of your horse!"

"Damn dwarf! I must use your skull as a bowl!" Mahhubard was angered. He issued a vow of hatred, but did not personally lead the undead army to charge.

After all, Mousilon's poisonous snakes were still a little afraid of Ryan, especially after seeing Ryan defeat Gul, the champion of the Four Gods of Chaos. Mahhubard was still afraid of Ryan. He gave up attacking personally and ordered the undead to continue advancing.

Frost Nova! Teresa released ice magic, and the sorceress's face turned pale. Fortunately, it was still winter, and the ice witch could replenish her mana directly from the environment.

Dugan Tiehan behind the fortifications saw that Mahhubard did not come over. The dwarf shouted dissatisfied: "Damn it, this guy didn't come over! I want to give his Sima face a taste of this!"

The dozen dwarves behind the fortifications each held a grenade. They wanted to trick Mashubad into approaching, and then use the grenade to give him a taste of the dwarves' black powder.

The result disappointed him, but it didn't matter. Dugan took out the long-barreled firegun from his back and prepared to fight. The dwarf would never admit defeat, ever.

Belegar led the dwarves of the Angland clan to volunteer at the front, letting the extremely tired human army rest first: "Brother Ryan, leave this place to us first! You and your people go to rest first! Dwarves OK!"

At this time, Ryan's whole body was covered with blood and various stains. It was almost impossible to tell that his armor was supposed to be silver. After hearing Belegar's words, Lane did not refuse: "Hold on for twenty minutes! King Belegar! I will take him right away." Get someone to support you!"

"Okay! Come on, damn undead, the brave dwarves will definitely win!" Belegar stood on his oath stone, preparing to challenge the undead army.

After the human army withdrew into the fortifications, they took the time to eat. The soldiers ate the soft and delicious ham bread and drank hot water. Many infantrymen were so tired that they could not even stand up. They were so tired that they fell down. The knights were so tired that they would fall asleep. Many knights could no longer care about their aristocratic manners. They sat down on the ground in a very shameless manner, drank the broth and ate as soon as they received the food.

The Lake God Witch Morgiana also came to the front line. She immediately chanted a spell "Goddess Mist", and the entire Spire Palace Castle was immediately enveloped in thick mist, slowing down the advance of the undead.

Even with the help of the Potion Holy Grail, Morgiana's magic power was almost exhausted. The Lake God Witch came to Ryan's side. She used water to help Ryan clean his armor and gave him exquisite bacon-stuffed poached egg bread, roast chicken and wine. , and said calmly: "We may not be able to hold on until noon tomorrow."

"Mahubard is very smart." Ryan nodded and looked at his subordinates: "He knows that we are tired."

Devon Baron Hux was holding his abdomen with his hand. He was injured. If it hadn't been for the magical treatment of the Lake God Prophet, he might have died long ago.

The young Knight of the Sun, Juan Carlos Sunwatcher, was also injured. He couldn't breathe. He was leaning aside with a pale face. His arms and thighs were covered with bandages. He was being served by a serf. Eat the food in small bites.

Even Jerrod, who had legendary strength, was exhausted. He leaned against a wall, ate food and drank cider: "Damn undead! The lady curses you!"

Only the Holy Grail Knights will not feel tired. Fedmund, Armand and others are seizing the time to eat. Three of the dozen Holy Grail guards brought by Morgiana have fallen forever in the Spire Palace. The story will be woven into poetry and sung until the end of the world.

In fact, Lane's army was already tired before the war started. This was not without reason. It was also the issue that Lane had considered before mobilizing the army. First of all, it was a winter battle. The soldiers were extremely easy to tire. There was an insufficient number of troops. As a result, after quickly taking the Spire Palace, the entire army had almost no time to rest and was busy replenishing supplies, transporting supplies, and mounting artillery on the city walls. Then Mashubad's attack continued for another day and night.

These are all situations that Ryan considered before using troops, and he also made targeted arrangements for this.

First, he created a large number of artillery models to look like the real ones. These artillery models basically completed their tasks and successfully delayed Ryan's valuable time for a day.

Secondly, Lane made full preparations for this battle. A large amount of supplies were transported to the front line. The rich reserves of gunpowder and arrows ensured that there would be no shortage of ammunition after a whole day of fighting, and Lane was even more generous in this battle. A large amount of food was distributed during the first war. Even the lowest-level serf soldiers were given 200 grams of barbecued meat, a large amount of salt-rich bread and a variety of fresh vegetables before the war. This ensured that the serf soldiers could survive a hard battle. I can barely hold on even after a whole day.

Finally, Lane ordered his men to release a message.

"A message?" Morgiana's face was also ugly, and her magic power was basically exhausted.

"I asked Oliver to spread the news to all the hotels in Britannia before setting off." Ryan nodded. He stuffed the food into his mouth randomly and took a sip of water: "That means we have captured To the Spire Palace.”

"So that's it!" Holy Grail Knight Fedmund suddenly realized something, and he immediately said: "I understand, as long as he gets the news of the fall of the Spire Palace, Duke Lawn, who is resting in Lyonnais, will definitely..."

"That's right!" Ryan's face was as cold as ice. He clapped his hands, and his subordinates brought him his mount, the gryphon Imperius.

This huge gryphon spits lightning from its mouth, and it screams incessantly, showing its ferocity. Imperius knows that he is about to go to the battlefield, and he flaps his wings excitedly.

"It's eager to fight." Morgiana stretched out her hand and caressed Imperius's face. The Lake God Witch closed her eyes and felt the anger of this ferocious beast: "Imperius hates you for not taking it with you to fight. Feeling very dissatisfied.”

"Then it must be very happy now!" Ryan yelled: "Armand, take out that military flag!"

"Yes!" Ryan's flag-bearer, Holy Grail Knight Armand, responded loudly, and he strode into the depths of the inner castle.

"All the knights who still have the strength to mount and fight! And the sergeants!" Ryan drew out the Nemesis and shouted to everyone: "Please follow me!"

"Our lances and swords fight for you, lady's champion!" All the knights who could still stand up rose with emotion. Looking at Ryan's bright figure in the dark night, the knights felt as if there was a fire in their bodies. On fire.

When Armand appeared with a huge battle flag on his shoulders, all the knights were silent, and some knights could not help but burst into tears.

They recognized the battle flag.

The battle flag depicts the figure of the Lake Fairy. With the blessing of the Lake Fairy, this battle flag has spanned thousands of years. The flag depicts the first generation of Knight King Arthur and the Lake Fairy on the shore of the Fairy Lake. Encountered by chance, Arthur, who was still the Duke of Bastogne at the time, was kneeling devoutly by the lake and drinking holy water from the Holy Grail.

This battle flag accompanied Arthur throughout his life. It was personally blessed by the Lake God. Under this battle flag, Arthur unified the entire Britannia and opened a bright era for mankind.

The battle flag fluttered in the cold wind in the dark night. It was under this battle flag that the twelve first-generation Holy Grail Knights fought twelve epic battles. Even after thousands of years, this battle flag still remains. Bright as new.

That magnificent history seems like just yesterday.

"Everyone! Please look!" Ryan laughed and approached. The God-chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake was full of high spirits. He was wrapped in spiritual light, just like the ancient god of war descending to fight alongside the mortals: "Knights! On the battle flag. With the oath of chivalry! Knights! Do you still remember the oath of chivalry?!"

"Remember! Remember!" How could you not remember that every knight of Brittany has been taught to abide by the knight's oath since he was born, and when he was learning to speak, it is a teaching engraved in the soul.

Under the flag of the Lake God, Ryan began to chant in front of everyone, and all the knights responded.

"As proof of this sword! In the name of Britannia and the Lady of the Lake, we sing here."

"I swear to be kind to the weak!"

"I swear to be brave against rape!"

"I swear to fight against everything that's wrong!"

"I swear to fight for the defenseless!"

"I swear not to harm any women or children!"

"I swear to help my brother knight!"

"I swear to treat my friends sincerely!"

"I swear to be loyal to the one I love until death!"

The glorious history has become blurred over thousands of years. Greed and arrogance have replaced glory and morality. The knights have gradually become selfish and arrogant. The teachings of the Fairy in the Lake have become increasingly vague. When the knights come together Reciting the knight's oath on the battle flag of the Lake God, many knights couldn't help but burst into tears. No matter how they denied their family history, the knight's oath would never be false. It was they who failed to abide by their oath and who abandoned it. The goddess's teachings.

"Knights, my brothers! The undead are raging in this land, and our dwarf friends are fighting bloody battles not far away, but we will not succumb, just like our ancestors, we will never succumb to any evil! Knights The oath is not only given to you, but also to myself!" Ryan said loudly: "My brothers, please remember, don't forget the glory given to you by your ancestors. Forgetting the past means betrayal! We are indomitable. How can we let the undead defeat us, how can we treat the ancestors and spirits of heaven? The forgotten past must be picked up again. This is the oath of knights! Let us protect all of this with lances and blood. This is The way of chivalry!”

"That's right! That's right! Fight for the lady! Fight for the knight's oath, fight to protect this land!" The entire steeple palace burst into warm cheers, and the excitement surged like a mountain shouting. The tsunami shook the sky, fatigue had disappeared, the remaining knights waved their fists, the coldness of the winter night had disappeared, and the air was like a furnace, exuding a burning smell.

The Knights of the Holy Grail knelt down on one knee to show their allegiance. Fedmund shook his hands and looked directly at the battle flag of the Lake God: "My ancestor, Lord Marcus de Bordeaux, I found The person I want to be loyal to is just like you before!"

"My brothers! Let us fight bloody battles to conquer Mousilon! To regain the land given to us by the goddess, and to fight to defend the kingdom!" Ryan turned over and mounted the gryphon, and Armand, who was carrying the Lake God's battle flag, followed closely. Following him: "Even if you die, you must die with honor. Never grovel in front of the enemy. Never turn your back to the enemy. Can you do it?"

"Yes!" All the knights roared from the bottom of their hearts. The roar was as powerful as the rising tide of the sea. Their morale was high and they got on their horses.

They are ready to fight.

"Forward!!!" Ryan rode the griffon. He raised the Nemesis. The sorceress Teresa immediately melted the ice wall. All the remaining five hundred knights who could still fight joined the battle. charge.

There was no shrill horn sound in this charge, only the prayers of the knights before the battle. At this moment, whether it was from the Principality of Winford, the Principality of Bordeaux, the Principality of Bastogne, the Principality of Carcassonne or the The knights of other principalities were united in their hearts again.

When the knights clapped their horses forward, the early morning sky gradually brightened, and the phantom-like figure of the fairy in the lake appeared in the clouds. The goddess spread her arms and recited sacred incantations.

On this day, all the knights in the Spire Palace enjoyed the blessing of the goddess.

Under the hooves of the powerful war horses, the earth trembled, and the Lake God's battle flag exuded the purest light in the darkness of the early morning.

The Brittanians will not sit still and wait for death! You must die on the way to charge!

"Damn!!!" At the farthest distance, Mahhubard was commanding the army to force the dwarves into the final position. His hearing was suddenly drowned by the sound of horse hooves hitting the earth, and when he looked up he saw Ryan and When the Lake God's battle flag was raised behind him, Mu Xilong's viper secretly screamed something bad: "Oh no!"

Ryan actually dared to launch a counterattack against the undead in the castle? !

What Mahhubard didn't expect was that the battle flag of the Lake God actually appeared here!

He didn't have a chance to think anymore. The knights leveled their spears and unsheathed their swords. The collision of steel resounded back and forth on the streets of the Spire Palace. The Brittanians couldn't stop their anger. They tore apart the undead army in an instant. An attempt to regroup.

In the bloody storm, the lance penetrated the armor of the Tomb Guard and pierced the helmet of the Skeleton Warrior. When the sword slashed into the bodies of the Tomb Evil and Tomb Ghoul, they fled.

The entire tide of undead corpses was crushed by the colorful torrent. The knights roared and charged selflessly. They did not try to kill every enemy they saw on the road, but they crushed the undead army's efforts to regroup. The undead were trampled Beneath the iron hoofs of the war horses, the knights on the war horses fought bravely and gloriously, shouting loudly to fight for the goddess. When they saw Ryan charging alone at the front, all the knights could feel their excitement. The spirit is pushed to new heights.

The battle flag of the Lake God fluttered back and forth in the castle. The divine light on the battle flag suppressed the morale of the undead. The knights were invincible. Unexpectedly, the undead were defeated and defeated.

Ryan charged at the front alone. The wild and unruly Imperius spit lightning from his mouth. It used its sharp claws to tear apart the enemy. The silver psychic energy in Ryan's blue eyes swirled around along the eyeballs. Already keeping his eye on his target.

That is Mahhubard, the poisonous snake of Mousilon, who has just entered the castle! Now that this black knight is here, don't go out!

The Goddess of Vengeance chopped off a blood knight's head and shield in two. Ryan single-handedly cleared the entire street of enemies. He displayed his power and his personal bravery wantonly. Countless enemies were wiped out by him. No matter how hard the undead army tried to stop him, no one succeeded. Imperius rushed into the fire and smoke, and the griffin grabbed a monster with his claws. The Blood Sky Ghost tore off its wings from the monster's body.

Getting closer, getting closer, when Ryan came to Mahhubarde holding the goddess of revenge, Mathhubard had just used the serpent sword to draw an arc and cut down a man from Bastogne. Kingdom Knight.

With a scream, Imperius flashed past Mahhubard, and the goddess of revenge and the serpent sword clashed. Mahhubard only felt the terrifying power coming from the sword, which made him and His undead horse took two steps back. Duke Mousilon's hateful eyes stared at Ryan who turned back. He yelled crazily: "Are you happy being her licking dog?"

"..." Ryan did not answer. He used the Nemesis to make the most powerful response. The chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake tightened the reins. With one hand, he drew the Nemesis into a shining arc, burning silver. The flames and the goddess of revenge with light blue light cut a deep notch on Mahhubard's shield, and a white light flashed, and Mahhubard was knocked off his horse with one blow.

Duke Mousilon threw away his shield frantically. He reached out and grabbed Ryan's arm and grabbed him off the gryphon. Ryan fell forward on the seat, raised his fist and smashed the back of Mahubader with one punch. In the house, the Nemesis pierced Mathubard's cursed armor, and Mathubard's serpent sword also wiped a stream of sparks along Ryan's shoulder armor.

Through the secret method, Mahhubard's strength has grown by leaps and bounds. His current strength is no less than that of Ryan. However, since this is not a power he has cultivated himself, Mahhubard is still at a disadvantage in the battle. He is vaguely invincible. a feeling of.

But he had no retreat.

A terrible duel began. In the flickering light and shadow, there was a duel between Ryan and Mathhubard. After more than ten rounds of back and forth, the goddess of vengeance in Ryan's hand fell heavily, destroying the place where Mathhubard had originally stood. The entire stone slab was chopped into pieces, and the second sword was swung out. The flames on it burned Mathurbade's face, and then Ryan punched out, covering Mathurbade's handsome face in his fist. under.

"Bang!" The nose bone on the black knight's handsome face was broken, and Mathubad screamed. He grabbed Ryan's white Holy Grail cloak and threw him out.

Ryan took out Mjolnir. He roared and threw Mjolnir, directly towards Mahhubard's head.

The lightning flashed Mjolnir flew towards the target, leaving the sound of burning air in its trajectory. Mahhubard used his hands to resist in desperation, and there was immediately the sound of bones being broken in his left arm, a huge The pain made him scream, and the terrifying kinetic energy brought by Thor's hammer also caused him to be blown away and landed at the gate of the castle.

"My Duke!" Vampire Lord Belites hurriedly came to his side and helped him up: "Oh no, we can't stand it anymore! Also, there is news from Richard Castle! Duke Lawn of Connet Leading an army of more than 20,000 knights, they entered Mousilon from the north and are currently besieging Richard's Castle! We must support Richard's Castle! Otherwise, we cannot defend it at all!"

"What?!" Mathubad put his hand on his chest, his face covered with blood. He looked at the scene in front of him: the army of the undead could not withstand the impact of the knights, and all the undead wherever the sacred Lake God battle flag passed were burned to pieces. A pile of bones, led by the Lake God Witch Morgiana and a dozen Holy Grail Knights, the Brittanian knights swept and crushed the undead army entering the castle, and were gradually rushing towards the city gate.

"Retreat!" Mathhubard gritted his teeth and issued the order: "Tell Merovingian to lead the men to retreat! Let Zilfroy lead the men to cut off the rear!"

"Yes! Retreat, retreat!!!" Belites then shouted: "Retreat!"

Ryan fell from the air. He knocked down a noble stone house and bounced on the ground. He fell again among the bones of the undead. Ryan coughed twice and tried to get up. There was a sound from the sky. Hearing the voice of the Terror Beast, a Terror Beast was swooping towards him!

Ryan immediately gave up standing up and tried to use Nemesis to resist. Another scream came from the side: "Ahhh!"

It's Imperius! The gryphon slid past and directly attacked the Terrorbeast's neck! The two giant beasts collided in front of Ryan and then rolled to the side and crushed the two houses. Imperius stretched out his sharp beak and stabbed into the belly of the Terror Beast, tearing out a Huge chunks of flesh and blood!

"Die!" Ryan rolled over and stood up immediately. He jogged a few steps and came to the front of the Horror Beast. Imperius used his claws to hold down the Horror Beast's head tacitly. Lane immediately held the hilt of the Fury's sword with both hands. , thrust hard, and a stream of fishy black blood spurted all over him.

The fear beast stopped moving.

When Ryan came back to his senses, the undead had been defeated and they exited the Spire Palace under the command of Mad Duke Merovingian.

In the distance, dawn has arrived, the sun has risen in the sky, the undead have retreated, and Mousilon's undead army finally fled in front of the anger of the Brittanians!

Cheers and cheers erupted one after another. I don’t know whether the knights were celebrating this great victory that could be recorded in history, or they were celebrating the aftermath of the disaster.

"victory!"

"We won! We defended the Spire Palace!"

"Long live the lady! Long live Ryan Macado!"

"victory!!!"

This chapter has 6,700 words. I originally wanted to publish it in two chapters, but later I decided to publish it in one go. Since the author has worked so hard, please vote!