Lord of Glory

Chapter 152: Dark tide surges

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The gradually brightening morning light bathed the bodies of the Amebilon knights. Makes their armor reflect a strange brilliance. They wear faceted light helmets, a thin layer of plate armor, and a full body of mail. The horses of the ** have no protection and no coat of arms used to boast of knighthood. Everyone held a long spear with the kingdom's flag in his hand, and a crossed sword on his waist. They were lined up neatly and solemnly on the hillside, watching the soldiers of the Kingdom of Malta who were chaotic.

I saw that the headed General Mabu pointed the spear in his hand, and the horse under him immediately stood up and neighed. Bear the brunt of the run away! The well-trained light cavalry immediately followed, picking up a large swath of dust on the downhill plain, and the deafening hooves resounded through the heavens and the earth! The team immediately changed in the middle, forming a formation of three sharp awls and heading straight for the chaotic enemy army that fled in a large area! Finally, the sharp spear with a row of spears slammed into the fleeing enemy troops at an extremely fast speed! .

"Ah ah ah!" The soldiers in black and blue armor were knocked into the air, as simple as waving the sand off the wooden board. Amidst the endless wailing on the battlefield, the armies of Malta and Aixinzhe were crushed like sand by the light cavalry of the Ameblonians! All that was left was blood splattered and broken limbs. Infantry on the plain encounters cavalry charging, which is a familiar vocabulary to any mainlander. That is, slaughter.

"Woo woo woo!" A rapid horn sound came from Malta's base camp. The coalition forces attacked by bulldozer-like cavalry immediately found their backbone, immediately dropped their shields and weapons, took off their heavy armor, and ran towards the base camp desperately! It was the clarion call for retreat. At this time, the enemy troops who rushed into the fortress naturally heard the horn, and turned their heads to see the cavalry that suddenly came and the nightingale flag flying over the body of their companion. Without any hesitation, he threw away the spear and dagger in his hand, and turned back and ran out of the gate of the fortress! Escape to your own barracks!

"Stop chasing!" Seeing that the enemy troops were fleeing, the Grand Duke, who was kneeling on the ground, hugged Marquis Carmon's body and waved his hand to stop Olina, Count Torch and others who were trying to chase after him. But Olina, who was covered in blood, and her helmet had long since disappeared with blood-stained hair, said with an angry face, "But we have to report the ugliness of the Marquis! If we watch these bastards leave the fortress, we Kasmi ..""shut up!"

Unexpectedly, before Olina could finish her words, the archduke's sharp eyes and decisive roar suddenly interrupted her words. Seeing that the Archduke was not angry and arrogant, Olina also turned her head and said nothing. "Hey.."

Seeing Orina's expression of holding back her anger, the Grand Duke also sighed softly, carefully placed Carmon's body on the ground, swiped his fingers lightly, crossed his chest and said in a low voice, "The war should also end. Okay. Orina, put Najones' body in place, and let the priests take care of him and make up for him. When the war is over, I must hold a funeral for him in person." The grand duke said these words, his face was flat, It was as if the previous grief and anger had vanished in a blink of an eye. But anyone could see the tears of sadness flashing in the small eyes of the Grand Duke.

On the other side at this time, the Knights of Amebelon, with their indomitable might, chased and killed the enemy troops who were constantly fleeing. But even though they were the best knights, a large number of enemies escaped into the barracks. The hillsides and wooden towers on both sides of the barracks were also quickly filled with archers. As soon as they saw the approaching Nubian knights, they immediately bent their bows and arrows, threatening these once-in-a-lifetime knights. "Stop!"

The head of the general, Mabu, waved the spear in his hand. The five thousand light knights behind them immediately reined in their horses and stopped. Ma Bru raised his head slightly, and through the gap in his helmet, he could see that behind the barracks, on a high hillside, there seemed to be a pair of eyes that could not be ignored looking at him. "Hmph, terrifying Philip. If I rush in, I will definitely be slaughtered by you."

Maburu, who smiled contemptuously, muttered to himself. Because he keenly saw that a large number of spear sergeants were ambushed on both sides of the barracks. He didn't want his elite knights to rush into a small place and be eliminated one by one by the spearmen. As a result, Ma Bru quietly watched the deserters in front of them escaping into the barracks. He suddenly turned his horse's head and rushed to the fortress with a group of knights.

Crash. The Nubian knights passed through the gate of the fortress where the corpses had been removed, and they saw the lively civilians and soldiers in the fortress, carrying corpses to clean the streets. There were also many priests who came and went to pray for the soldiers who fought bravely. Archduke Victoria was riding a war horse, followed by several lords with tattered armor and blood all over their bodies standing quietly at the door. waiting for their arrival. "Oh!"

As soon as he saw the expressionless Grand Duke, General Mabru immediately restrained his horse and turned over to dismount. When he came to the big horse, he knelt down on one knee, took off the helmet on his head and held it on his left chest. He lowered his head and said, "The grand duke of the Duchy of Kasmi, the first duke of the Engeland Empire. I am Mabru, that Count Galan, on the orders of the Nubian king, brought the sword from the nightingale, and the Knights of Amereblon came to aid."

After listening to this, the Grand Duke also got off his horse and supported Count Mabru in a very formulaic manner, and said, "Thank you very much for your support with the kingdom. I believe that our friendship will be as eternal as the sun. Please, there must be some fights along the way. I'm exhausted. I've prepared the banquet and dance. I'll also introduce some of my lords to you." Ma Bru nodded and thanked the Grand Duke. After standing up, he glanced at the nobles who were still sitting on their horses.

Immediately saw the ugly face of Olina in Aries armor. He just smiled and nodded at Olina, but there was a look of doubt in his eyes, and he couldn't help turning his head to the Grand Duke and asked: "My dear Grand Duke, I heard that there is a powerful general in your country, and the villagers respectfully call it What about His Excellency Marquis Carmon, the lion of the battlefield?" As soon as the voice fell, everyone, including Orina and the others, was slightly shocked. The sadness in the eyes of Earl Torch was very obvious. But the Grand Duke was silent for a while, and he still turned his head expressionlessly and said, "Marquis, he has died for his country."

"Oh! I'm so... I'm really sorry. May his heroic spirit rest in the arms of Enos." Ma Blu, who was obviously surprised, immediately bowed his head and apologized. My heart is full of shock at this news! Marquis Carmon, the general who supported the public affairs, died in action? Regardless of whether it is true or not, this matter must be notified to His Majesty the King as soon as possible!

So, Alfred, the clone, watched the archduke rush to the castle with the knights who rushed back, and held a perfunctory celebration feast. Then, with Orina's kind persuasion, he returned to the room to let the squire repair the armor, and then gave the picture a proper rest. Lying on the top of the velvet body, the avatar in a nightgown treats the small wounds on the body. He stared at the ceiling painted with heroic deeds.

At this moment, whether it is the clone Alfred, the main body Paladin who is praying for the body, or the clone Donald, who is rushing towards the Kingdom of Malta with nobles and knights. All of them in the Trinity know that this war, which has just gone through less than a month, will come to an end ahead of schedule. and. . . . . . Donald, who was running, could clearly feel the colder air and the animals that were almost nowhere to be seen. this sign. . Is even the high-ranking Inos going to stop this sudden war