Transcendent Noble

In the middle of the night, Hora Ludwig was in the luxurious and warm carriage, hugging two female trainee Knights, sleeping soundly. The bark of a guard dog from a distance awakened him from sleep.

Although the guard dog barked sternly, Hora was too lazy to open her eyes. She stretched out her hand to squeeze the soft and smooth lovable body in her arms, making her personal maid panting. The female trainee Knight not to be outdone behind him, her slender jade legs were also wrapped up.

The guard dog bred by the Ludwig family is of medium size, low in battle strength, but very sensitive in perception. It is especially sensitive to blood of the same kind, and is very suitable for night guard. It is normal for the guard dogs to be attacked by nocturnal beasts in the densely wooded northern mountains of Dwymick. The night scout will soon take care of the act recklessly wild beast.

The scout's whistle suddenly became harsh and rapid, and Hora suddenly opened her eyes. The orderly noise in the camp made him feel a little relieved, but he pushed away the entanglement of the beauty, lifted the thick cashmere blanket, and stood naked on the floor of the carriage, instructed:

"Armor."

Hola Count has a tall and well-proportioned figure with tight muscles. Under the misty light of crystal lights in the carriage, it looks like a sculpture full of strength and masculine beauty. The two female trainee Knights chuckled, stepped onto the soft bed, and began to put on armor for the master.

They are also insensitive, bending over and leaning over, the snow-white lovable body is exquisitely exposed. But Hora turned a blind eye to the buttocks and breast waves in front of her, her expression stern, leaving the two maids rubbed and rubbed and remained unmoved.

It didn't take long for Hora to finally change her color with a sharp whistling sound from far to near. There was a beep from the top of the carriage, and the wailing of war horses and the painful cry of soldiers came from the camp.

"Longbow Archer!"

Hora squeezed a word from between her teeth, turned her head and saw that the delicate faces of the two close maids had lost their blood and turned pale Like paper. He said with a slight smile: "Baby, don't be afraid...Go get my Mithril armor out."

The master's calmness and calmness gave the maid great comfort and courage. They showed the level that the trainee Knight should have, opened the bed, pulled out a heavy wooden box, took out a set of silver white heavy armor from the inside, and draped Hola skillfully.

The copper-clad wooden door of the carriage was torn apart with violence, and the biting cold wind mixed with screams and neighed into the warm carriage. The two maids exclaimed and hid behind Hora Count.

Guard Knight Robert instinctively glanced at the two snow-white lithe and graceful bodies, turned his eyes to Hora Count, and shouted: "My lord, enemy attack!"

" Get out!"

Robert opened his mouth, then jumped out of the carriage and turned his back to the door.

Hola is not angry that Robert sees the spring of the close maid. At the juncture of life and death, what are the two female trainee Knights who are entertaining Israel? Hora Ludwig needs time to break through the 25th element, set foot in the extraordinary field, and fight for a first-line opportunity for himself.

Battle Qi, which has been polished for a long time, is extremely pure, and easily resonates with the 25th element position that ordinary Knight desires extremely, then the 26th, 27th... until the 28th is resonated. The elemental position, the surging Battle Qi finally calmed down unsustainably. Hora slightly regretfully shook the head, he will be able to resonate a full 32 element positions in 5 years, reaching the intermediate stage of the Silver Knight, and now it is only the primary level Perfection. But in any case, his life form has undergone a qualitative change, and he is no longer a mortal.

The exchange of the void element and the body made Hora perceive three hundred and fifty meters away, about 200 longbowmen continuously dumped a cone-shaped arrow to the temporary camp. This conclusion dilutes the joy of being promoted to the Extraordinary Realm, making Hora's mood even heavier.

The longbow’s formidable power is huge, with a maximum throw distance of close to 420 meters. It can penetrate hard leather armor and padded armor within 280 meters, or penetrate the chain mail, and hit even the plate armor from the front within 150 meters. Unable to resist it, reaching the range of 80 meters, the tapered armor piercing arrow shot by the longbow is almost no stronghold one cannot overcome.

Correspondingly, longbow archers must have a strong physique, superb technique and stable psychological quality, and after years of hard training, can they give full play to the formidable power of longbow arrows.

Of course, these enemies only use the farthest projectile method to shoot at a fixed camp. They are not full-time longbowmen. However, the meaning behind them made Hora shudder.

With a range of more than 320 meters, the longbow lacks actual combat value. An arrow at the end of its flight has no effective lethality, let alone accurate head. Even ordinary soldiers can evade shooting. But in the dark environment, the longbowman does not need to shoot accurately, just use the light of the campfire to shoot a sharp arrow into the camp. The super long range offset the camp's condescending advantage, leaving the camp's heavy crossbowmen no room for counterattack. Waves of arrow rain, even if the killing efficiency is low, can make the camp guards unable to lift their heads. The situation of being beaten and unable to fight back would quickly dissolve the fighting spirit of the soldiers, and the frightened horses fled around, causing chaos in the camp. The loss of the horse means they have nowhere to escape. Because longbowmen never act alone.

How many enemies are behind the 200 longbowmen? 600 or 800? How many knights do they have...or high-level knights?

In other words, these enemies have clear goals, master all intelligence, and possess overwhelming strength. Hora knew nothing about them.

However, now is not the time to pursue the identity of the enemy, Hora must try to save her life.

"My lord, are you okay?" a close maid asked timidly.

Hora came back to his senses, touched their plump and white breast milk, said with a smile frivolously and tenderly: "Baby, don't be afraid... dress up beautifully , Stay in the car and wait for me to come back."

Two female trainee Knights dyed pink cheeks, carefully buckled Hora's Mithril hand armor, put on the helmet, and Jiao Jiao when he turned around and got off the carriage. He said: "May the enemy blood flow into a river under your sword."

"en." Hora paused, complied dullly, and stepped down the carriage without looking back.

When Robert saw the faint yellow air current around Hora, he muttered with a complicated expression: "My lord, you were promoted ahead of time..."

"Don't mind, man. Enemy. It's for me. I don't use all my strength. Wouldn't I be sorry for their painstakingly running over to block me?" Hora laughed, patted Robert's shoulder armor, and looked up at the camp.

As expected by Hora, most of the soldiers hid behind the carriage intact, except for a few hapless men who were injured by the first two waves of arrow rain. But the frightened horse herd and livestock ran around, some of which had already rushed out of the camp. Fortunately, the campsite was very humid after the rain, and the bonfire was extinguished again without causing a fire. But the long arrows shot by the enemy still fell in the crowded and dark camp, indicating that those longbowmen were not ordinary archers.

Robert blocked a falling long arrow with an adamantine shield and asked: "My lord, who is against us?"

"We don't have a priest to accompany...mostly Marquis Sophia "Hola shook the head, against the roaring arrow rain, and said as he walked: "There is no point in pursuing the enemy's identity now, the key..." He suddenly surprised and angry shouted, "Wamon Dewey." Mick! Stop it for me!"

The sheriff of Stonetred City simply ignored Hora count’s roar, stepped on the horse, led forty cavalry, and rushed straight in the direction where the arrow was shot. Go down.

"My lord, Lord Valmon gathered a group of horses and said that he was going to disperse the enemy longbowmen." Robert explained suspiciously. He just admired the heroic feat of Warmon Knight.

"This bastard is going to run away!" Hora said with count gnashing teeth, the void elements surrounding the Mithril armor suddenly expanded, and the invisible force field made Robert take a half step back.

Run away? Why does Wamon rush to the enemy's position? Isn't this going to die?

Guard Knight Robert was puzzled, but he did not dare to ask the furious Silver Knight the reason.

Hoola was born in a famous family and received the education of elite commander since childhood. He has mastered the current situation on the carriage.

The enemy seized the stealth of the night and launched a surprise attack from another direction, indicating that the power they can mobilize is limited. It means that they are impossible, and they are not ready to wipe out everyone in the camp. Their combat purpose is to decapitate Hora. The rain of longbows and arrows covers the camp, which seems to be powerful, but in fact it has limited damage to the soldiers. The main purpose is to disperse the horses and cause chaos, and then send elites to attack the camp. At this time, soldiers should be organized to stick to the camp and use the cover of the carriage to attack the enemy condescendingly on the hillside. As long as the red-eyed letter crow is released until dawn, it may not be impossible to turn defeat into victory.

If you give up favorable terrain, lead your soldiers to break through. In the case of slippery roads in the dark and the enemy's tail-end chase, the soldiers will inevitably disperse. Without the cover of soldiers, Hora count will be exposed to the elemental perception of the opponent's high-level Knight.

Lord Varmon saw through this, he knew that he was not the enemy's target, and he did not want to bury Hora. He chose to break out from the front of the enemy mainly because he was worried that the extraordinary Knight squad in other directions would mistake him for Hora count.

The reason is very simple. If the opponent has three or more high-ranking Knights, there is no need for longbowmen to cover the shooting, and they have already rushed into the camp. So Wamon decided to take a gamble, betting that the enemy would let him make a living in order to dissolve the fighting spirit of the soldiers in the camp.

There are more than 100 security guard soldiers in the camp, and Lord Valmon’s escape has a great impact on them. The enemy took the opportunity to instigate them. Hora will not find it strange, let alone a back-to-back coordinated operation.

Hola hated Wamon gnashing teeth, but was not in the mood to explain to his subordinates, and did not have time to hesitate, and ordered: "Move all the soldiers, give up the horses, fight on foot, and wait for Warmon. After breaking the enemy longbowmen, we will breakthrough from the front!"

"As you bid!" Robert roared, slapped his breastplate hard, and ran to the camp to convey the master's command.

Not long after, the sound of fighting at close quarters came from the hillside, and the rain of longbow arrows in the camp became sparse. Wearing heavy Mithril armor, Hora jumped onto the top of a carriage, pulled out the Mithril long sword, and asked, "Can the soldiers of Ludwig's family face their backs to the enemy?"

"Never! Never!" The roar of more than a hundred soldiers echoed vigorously in the valley.

"Can the warriors of the Kingdom of Dodo escape the death of charging and encroaching?"

"Never! Never!" More than one hundred soldiers of the police station were enthusiastic and roared together.

"Then squeeze your weapons and shields and take the boiling potion! Follow me and defeat the enemy head-on!"

More than 300 soldiers took the boiling potion. , Hit the shield with a weapon, loudly roared "Kill!". A team rushed out from the camp, like a row of violent pythons rushing straight to the enemy in the dark.

The 400-meter downhill road can reach soldiers in a state of boiling blood in an instant. The dark environment combined with the scattered formation greatly limits the longbow archer's performance. But there were still a few soldiers who were pierced by the howling sharp long arrows. The screams of their companions aroused the courage and anger of the soldiers. They rushed through two waves of arrows and saw the shadowy enemy.

These enemies wearing leather armor face their opponents close at hand, without slogans, and without flinching. They just throw away the longbow, shoot the crossbow for a round, then drop the crossbow, and shoot the hard bow. , Disperse the formation, shoot while walking.

Mobile shooting is a close archery technique that is difficult to master. Archers need a calm mind, agile skills and ample physical strength, as well as the courage to face the enemies close at hand without panic. The soldiers of the Ludwig family discovered at this time that the enemy's longbowmen were all elite melee archers.

However, the melee archer is a very tasteless unit. Few families will train melee archers, except for mountain hunters who lack melee weapons!

The elite soldiers of Ludwig’s family were wearing steel ring mail and hard leather armor. Although they were shot with feather arrows all over their bodies, they looked very scary, but they were all slightly injured. . Only those who are shot in the head, face, and throat will be seriously injured and killed.

In the dim night, while moving, keep a distance of more than fifteen meters from the opponent, and shoot the opponent's key easier said than done.

The soldiers of Ludwig's family took the blood-boiling potion, and their speed and strength increased greatly. Many people seized the opportunity to straighten up lance and stab the melee archer. However, the enemy's skills are exceptionally agile, and the weight of leather armor is much lower than that of mail armor. They can also deal with Ludwig's shield spear infantry head-on when they pull out the iron essence scimitar. Even if they were pierced with a one-handed spear, they held the penetrating short spear and rushed forward fiercely, and they would chop off the soldier's head or arm with their backhand.

The battle was anxious and entangled, but it was not as fierce as imagined, and there were not many soldiers killed or injured. Hora's soldiers and the soldiers of the police station roared again and again, chasing the enemy's archers fiercely and fiercely, even unable to maintain the formation of the battle squad. Hora looked secretly anxious, body flashed, killed two melee archers, shouted loudly: "Don't entangle! Go ahead!" At this moment, the enemy's three teams reloaded their halberds and shields. Under the leadership of three armored Knights, he entered the battlefield and tried to disperse the assembled soldiers.

Houra eyes shined, mythril long sword pointed at the enemy's Knight squad, ordered: "Kill them!" Then, he grabbed Robert who turned to fight, and whispered quickly: "The opponent's high-level Knight hasn't appeared yet, let's charge ahead!"

Knight's stamina and speed are much stronger than that of a horse, and the subordinate soldiers can't catch up with their Lord Knight without a mount. Hora was not ready to lead the soldiers to break through from the very beginning. The role of these soldiers is to cover him from the battlefield. Now that the enemy's Knight squad has appeared, and the power of the high-ranking Knight responsible for the battlefield interception has been dispersed, it is a good opportunity for Hora to lead the Knight escort to break through the siege. As long as Hora can take advantage of the chaotic breakthrough, the enemy has no intention of annihilating so many soldiers. Hora only had to rush all the way, and when the opponent's high-ranking Knight reacted, he could not catch up.

However, Hora Count ran into his real opponent just two steps with his Knight.

Three rigorous Knights wrapped in fine gold armor and more than 30 soldiers stopped their way. The headed person held two halves of 1.6-meter-long fine gold beheading a giant sword, and his eyes under the mask were like intangible steel cones.

A familiar silhouette appeared in Hora’s mind. He gave a long laugh, and the Mithril long sword pointed at the opponent shouted: "It turns out to be Lord Nelson Randal! You think you don’t need a battle axe. I can't recognize you anymore?"

"Hey, I kill you with everything now." Nelson lifting the heavy as if it were light waved two sword flowers.

"Kill me? You want to kill the Great Knight because of your fierce warrior?" Hola said with a cold laugh: "Your three Knights are entangled with my soldiers in the back. I have Two knights and six trainee knights. And you only have 2 knight helpers. When I kill you, I will go to Sophia to settle the account!"

"boring temptation."

Nelson stepped over ten meters in one step and reached Hora in three steps. The golden beheaded giant sword quickly slashed towards his head. Hora spins the Battle Qi, the elements of the void sink into the body, the adamantine shield smashes the air, and the giant sword is headed towards the head with a frantic shock wave.

Hola has full confidence to open the violent warrior's straight chopping. The Void Earth element made the soil under his feet as solid as rock, and the silver Knight, which is compatible with the Earth element, would never be repelled or crushed by the power of the earth. How much power can a fierce warrior use when stepping on the mud?

The mithril long sword is surrounded by brown air currents, and only waiting for Nelson to reveal the neutral position, he can pierce his armor and shatter his heart!

At this moment, Hora heard a heart pulse full of power, like the roar of a war drum. Decapitating the giant sword slashed straight down, doubling the power wildly, and pressed the adamantine shield into Hora's mithril shoulder armor, almost splitting him in half.

Nelson used the vibration mystery, powerful force pushed giant sword to cut into Hora’s body, he only felt that what he cut was a tenacious rock, and the sword edge could no longer make an inch when he reached the top of the heart. .

The fine gold shield in Hora's hand was blocking the heart-cutting sword, and a thin layer of blood mist sprayed from the terrifying wound, and was sucked back by invisible power. He lifts the head, his eyes are deep and cold. Nelson's cold hair stood up, not even think, let go of the giant sword of the right hand, and kicked at Hora's breastplate when he lifted his leg.

The violent kick failed to shake Hora's count for half a step, and Nelson took advantage of his strength to retreat back.

Nelson retreats fast, and Hora chases faster. The slippery soil solidified under his feet, strength pierced steadily, and the mithril long sword made a terrifying buzzing sound, piercing Nelson's chest.

Knight's standard battle skill-stab!

The two Knights have collided together, and it seems that no one can change the ending of Nelson's death. An ordinary soldier jumped out behind him, facing the unstoppable thrust without the slightest hesitation!

Hoola's eyes were about to split, and the mithril long sword stirred, that soldier's strong body was torn into pieces by invisible power. Amidst the flesh and blood in the sky, a stern purple streamer flashed across Hora count's neck, and the noble head flew down in the mud and sewage with the blood spring rising up into the sky.

The winner lives, the loser dies. Life and death are dangerous in a moment.