Chapter 620: It was you who kidnapped my sister?
"Bang!"
The sharp edges of the collision between silver and dark iron tore through the dark night. The broken spear in the hand of the one-armed knight splashed blue-green sparks, and his body slid backwards continuously along with the charge of the enemy's warhorse.
Open areas are the home ground of armored cavalry. Once these humanoid tanks armed to the teeth launch a charge, they often form an unstoppable force.
Moreover, these black knights before them were not human, but wild hunters summoned from underground by the humble king Vortigern using secret techniques. Each of them was an elite warrior capable of defeating a hundred enemies at once.
Faced with the successive attacks of hundreds of black knights, the one-armed knight was unable to withstand it for a while.
Fortunately, after a period of delay, the refugees successfully escaped from the pursuit range of the Black Knights.
That’s enough, find a way to get out!
The one-armed knight's eyes flashed, and he used all his strength to mobilize the magic power in his body. The spear thrust forward attracted the glow of the bronze crystals of the earth veins.
The charging black knights instinctively swung their heavy swords, slashing down with cursed black flames. Wherever the swords passed, the sand melted into scarlet glass, but the Star Sand Lance, which suddenly gained power, accurately pierced into the weak points of the battle formation.
At the moment when the broken spear and the heavy sword collided, lines of Ogan tree characters emerged in the shock wave. The shadow of the clock tower and the roar of the abyss turned into sound waves that tore apart the thick night.
In the strong tide of magic, Bedivere seized the opportunity and mobilized magic to fight back again.
The knight's armor on his body was flowing with mercury-like ripples, his robes were rustling in the strong wind, and his broken lance burst out with hexagonal clusters of light.
But when the tip of the spear pierced the black knight's shoulder armor, what gushed out was not blood, but the ashes of countless roaring wicked spirits.
“Roar~~!”
Along with vicious roars towards the living, purple-black lightning seeped out of the visors of several injured black knights, and the red and black heavy swords turned into hundreds of thorns, which covered the neck of the one-armed knight.
Seeing that the one-armed knight was about to fall into despair, several spiral patterns lit up in the night, transforming into dazzling golden sword lights, piercing through the black knights' formation from the outside, and tearing apart the red and black thorn networks spreading in the air.
“This way!”
Artoria rode a black warhorse, holding a fine steel sword in her hand, and shouted not far away.
The one-armed knight understood what he meant and swept the broken spear in his hand, further opening a gap and rushing out of the chaotic formation of the black knights.
After successfully reuniting with the helpers who had arrived, he took the initiative to give his name:
"Thank you. My name is Bedivere, from the North."
"Arthur, the Apprentice Knight of Cornwall."
Altria said her other name.
This name means "a man as strong as a bear" or "a noble warrior", which is full of masculinity. It is the name she calls men when she goes out, and it is also another layer of protection for her to hide her identity as the Son of the Red Dragon.
Bedivere had no doubts, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:
"Are you from Cornwall, too?"
"also?"
"King Vortigern has more than just these hyenas under his command. There are also some corrupted giants and goblins. On the way, I met a knight who called himself 'Kai'. He and his knight companions led the monsters away and allowed me to take the refugees on another route."
“Brother?!”
Altria called out subconsciously, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
Unexpectedly, her sworn brother also ran out of the town and seemed to have engaged in a fight with the subordinates of King Futigeng.
"Do you know each other?"
Bedivere was even more surprised, and his heart was excited.
"That's great, let's work together to deal with these guys first, and then quickly go support Sir Kai and the others!"
"good!"
Altria nodded solemnly and immediately raised the fine steel sword in her hand above her head.
Bedivere also slowly raised the broken gun in his hand, and the magic power in his body surged wildly.
"——Glory, so far!"
"——Bombardment, five stars!"
The golden sword light and the silver-white spear light shot forward under the cover of night, forming a materialized torrent of magic power that tore apart the charging black knights.
Having successfully dealt with their opponent, Bedivere and Altria couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
However, the next moment, the scattered black scales on the ground made strange sounds, and thick deathly aura gushed out from underground like a tide, pouring madly into those black scales.
Soon, the black armor plates on the ground seemed to be living things. Under the gaze of Altria and Bedivere, they were reassembled into a complete armored black knight.
Even the black warhorse that had originally turned into green smoke and dissipated was nurtured again by the death energy.
Can’t be killed?
When Altria and Bedivere saw this, their scalps went numb.
As the Black Knights were about to fully recover, a poetic voice echoed across the wilderness:
"For you are dust, and to dust you shall return..."
A sea of pink flowers spread rapidly on the ground, instantly engulfing the black knight who was about to stand up, and then turned into petals flying in the sky.
"teacher!"
Altria walked across the open space and met Ron with surprise, her heart finally settling down.
Loen smiled and nodded, picked up a dull black armor piece from the ground under his feet, and looked at it carefully.
Legend has it that an unknown black knight once went to the holy city of Camelot and challenged all the knights in the court to a moral duel. King Arthur heard the news, so after several Knights of the Round Table were defeated one after another, he went alone to challenge the black knight.
In the end, King Arthur defeated the Black Knight in the duel, but failed to kill him.
Now it seems that perhaps King Arthur in the story did not want to kill the Black Knight, but was physically unable to do so.
Because the Black Knight is not a living person, but a combat puppet created by secret techniques.
Fortunately, with the purification of this wizard, the ogham tree characters on the armor plates that provided power for them have been completely shattered, and the power of death stored in them no longer exists. These "little toys" of Vortigern have completely lost the possibility of being reassembled.
Throwing the no longer threatening black armor piece on the ground, Loen looked at Bedivere:
"You just said Kai was here too?"
"Well, they took another route. I'll take you there now!"
Bedivere nodded quickly in response, then put the broken gun back behind his back and ran away.
Without the burden of the refugees, he moved extremely fast, like a silver meteor.
In the Welsh legend Curch and Olwen, Bedivere is known as the most agile knight of the Round Table, except for King Arthur. He is also a master of lance, once fighting three enemies with one arm, and his lance strike is nine times more powerful than that of other knights.
Interestingly, there is also a misunderstood spearman in the original Celtic mythology - Nuada, the king of the Tuatha de Danann.
Legend has it that the spearmanship of the god of light, Lugu, and the divine spear Brionak were both taught by Nuada.
By the way,
Brionak also has another nickname - Bombard Five Stars.
Loen glanced at Bedivere's missing left arm and the broken gun on his back, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
The first throne is in place.
Welcome to join the Knights of the Round Table family.
"There's movement ahead!"
The reminder in front interrupted Loen's thoughts.
He followed the direction of Bedivere's finger and looked towards the dense forest in the distance.
Dozens of giants as tall as the treetops were seen waving their wooden sticks recklessly, trying to force out the prey hiding in the forest.
And the one who led them was a giant chief with a red beard and was twenty meters tall.
"His name is Isbadaden. He has led his tribe to submit to the humble king Vortigern. He usually enjoys eating humans."
Bedivere explained in a low voice, and did not forget to remind Lorne and Altria behind him,
"Be careful, this guy is very strong, and it seems that he has divine blood flowing in his body. Many knights who were canonized have died in his hands."
As they were talking, the giants had already discovered the knights' whereabouts and surrounded them with grim smiles.
"Spread out to the left and right, and move forward from both wings!"
Kai's roar was heard from the dense forest.
Dozens of armored knights quickly divided into two teams and rushed out from behind the bushes on horseback.
Relying on their superb riding skills and the obstacles around them, they avoided the giants' outstretched hands and falling sticks, and swung their swords to chop at the giants' ankles.
Although giants are born with the protection of the earth, their skin and muscles are as hard as rocks.
But these knights were no mediocre warriors, their swords struck precisely at the same spot.
After repeated coordinated operations, the sword successfully penetrated the giants' defenses and cut their tendons.
The giants in the front row were caught off guard and fell to the ground wailing, holding their calves that were bleeding profusely.
"Make a detour and attack the vital points!"
The knights followed the order and formed their formation, replacing their swords with lances that had a longer attack range. At the same time, they rode their horses in a roundabout way and stabbed at the eyes, throats, brains, hearts and other vital parts of the fallen giants.
After several rounds of detours, hundreds of blood holes were pierced on the bodies of the fallen giants, and a large amount of blood was lost. Soon, only outgoing air was left, but no incoming air.
Seeing his fellow tribesmen die, the giant chief Isbadaden became furious and swung the stone pestle in his hand and smashed it to the ground.
Along with the roar of the earth, rows of sharp spikes broke through the ground, stringing together more than a dozen human knights and their horses like bacon.
"Kill these bugs!"
Isbadaden gave the order with a grim smile, and the giants behind him swept away the trees blocking the road and hammered the human knights on the ground like hammering rats.
Without the cover of the trees and with the intervention of the Giant Chieftain, the pressure on the human knights increased dramatically.
To make matters worse, they have to face not only giants, but also a group of goblins that appear and disappear in the woods.
These little creatures are called "Goberlins", also known as "Red Hats". They are short and sturdy, look like old men, have long white beards and red eyes. They wear a pair of iron boots and run very fast. They usually live in castles and watchtowers at the border between Scotland and England, and sometimes move to places where no one notices.
Generally speaking, although this kind of little goblin enjoys playing tricks on people, it will not cause much trouble.
They usually just play some annoying or uncomfortable pranks, such as creating nightmares and scaring people; or driving flies, wasps, mosquitoes and hornets to attack humans and horses, and then watch the show from the side.
But the Goberlin in the woods was obviously corrupted, his eyes were full of malice, his hands had turned into sharp eagle claws, and the iconic red hat on his head was stained with the blood of the victims, emitting a strong smell of blood.
Along with their shrill laughter, the galloping horses began to foam at the mouth and fall to the ground and twitch.
The human knight who fell off his horse had no time to react before he was pounced upon by Goberlin, who dragged him into the darkness, stripped him of his armor, and ripped him open, accompanied by a rustling sound in the woods.
Screams rang out one after another. Under the siege of giants and goblins, casualties of the human knights soared rapidly, and soon nearly half of them were killed.
Realizing the disparity in strength, Kai shouted loudly:
"Come closer to me, and let's rush out together!"
The few remaining knights broke free from the goblins and quickly gathered around Kai, ready to give it a try.
However, the giant chieftain Isbadaden also noticed them and smashed the stone pestle in his hand again with a grim smile.
At the critical moment, a broken silver spear shot out like a meteor and pierced straight through one of Isbadaden's eyes.
The monster screamed in pain, covering its bleeding eye sockets with one hand and waving the stone pestle around with the other.
Seeing the appearance of the broken gun, Kai was greatly excited:
"Bedivere, well done!"
But as joy turns to sorrow, dozens of Goberlins took advantage of their unpreparedness, rushed forward and tore the horses under them to pieces.
Having lost their mounts, the knights were immediately surrounded by the giants and goblins who rushed up and were once again in a desperate situation.
However, a brilliant golden sword light pierced through the night sky and instantly cut several giants into two.
At the same time, cursed bullets formed by the Ogham tree characters whizzed down and blasted hundreds of Goberlins into minced meat all over the ground.
"Altoria? Merlin? You're all here?"
Seeing the new force appearing in the forest, Kai was completely relieved.
"That's great! Let's go together and take care of this big one!"
As he spoke, Kai raised his lance and launched a charge together with the knights around him, launching an attack on the giant chief Isbadaden and the remaining giant soldiers.
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Half an hour later, the wounded Isbadaden let out an unwilling roar and fell to the ground with a bang.
The ground was littered with corpses of giants and goblins.
This encounter ended with a complete victory for the human side.
But they also paid a heavy price for it.
More than half of the human knights died in the battle. Some of them even lost their bodies, with only bloodstains, scattered pieces of meat, and a few rags on the ground to prove their existence.
Kai buried his companions with a heavy heart and collected the remains and property of the victims one by one, preparing to return them to their families when he returned to deliver the message.
"Brother, why are you here?"
"Of course it's to find you!"
Kai glared at Altria and a kidnapper, and explained unhappily,
"You ran away without making a sound, and without telling me in advance. The old man was worried, so he sent me out to check. The town's assembly happened to be over, so I went with a group of knight friends who were returning home. Unexpectedly, we ran into the hyenas under the command of the humble king Vortigern, and these monsters on the road."
Looking at the graves in the forest, Kai couldn't help but sigh:
"It's me who caused them trouble."
"You guys made this decision together, so there's nothing wrong with it."
Lorne patted the other person's shoulder and comforted him.
"Besides, since they dared to leave their hometown and go to the town to participate in the trial of the sword of the king under the rule of Vortigern, they must have been prepared to fight against the humble king."
"That's right! That bastard and his men slaughtered city after city, and they didn't intend to leave us any chance to survive!"
Several surviving knights came over and said with a smile,
"We knights don't dare to go up against these bastards, so how can we let the women, children and the elderly go up?"
Upon hearing this, Altria was quite touched.
Compared with himself, the son of the red dragon, they do not have special blood or powerful powers, but they have the same noble souls and beliefs.
And what supports them is the chivalry itself.
Altria thought for a moment and asked:
"What are you going to do next?"
"First, pass the news of the victims to their families, let them know that their brothers and fathers died to save innocent people, and they are not cowards!"
"I thought the southern border would be safer, but I didn't expect Vortigern's hyenas to catch up so quickly. It seems we need to prepare early. I plan to go back to the fiefdom to recruit people and clean up the infiltrating rebels."
“…”
The knights discussed their plans one after another.
Altria listened carefully and then expressed her plan:
"I plan to go to the North first."
"There are Vortigern's chaotic troops everywhere. It's very dangerous!"
Several knights kindly reminded.
Altria nodded, her eyes full of calmness and determination:
"I understand, but I want to go precisely because of the danger! If we can organize a line of defense in the north, we can contain the danger to the smallest extent and save more people!"
Upon hearing this, several knights stood in awe.
After briefly exchanging contact information and messages, everyone said goodbye to each other and rushed to their respective battlefields.
"I am more familiar with the North. I can lead the way for you."
Bedivere stepped forward and volunteered, adding,
"Besides, I heard that there is a knight who has the same plan as you and is organizing a team in Orkney to fight against the rebellious army of the humble king. Perhaps we can unite."
"What's his name?"
"The Sun Knight—Gawain!"
Bedivere replied in a deep voice.
(End of this chapter)
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