The silver moon was covered by the clouds again, and the sky and the earth were dimmed. The lake surface, which was originally glistening with silver scales, became dark and gloomy, and the blurred outline of the scenery in the distance could no longer be seen.
The dark night kills the night, the wind is high and the sky is set on fire.
Lorist thought of this sentence somehow, and felt that it was extremely appropriate.
At this moment, he was standing on the shore of the lake, and gusts of autumn wind blew over the cold lake surface, blowing his outer cloak over the armor, fluttering in the wind.
Standing behind are Pat and Reddy, each holding two mounts in their hands, three of which are mounts for the three of them, and the other is a spare horse, with four-barreled javelins hanging on the left and right, constantly wobbly.
Behind them, there are neatly arranged squadron formations, and all the soldiers are wearing the same style of purple-brown refined iron plate armor. There is a palm-sized silver-gray lion pattern on the left chest of the iron plate armor, holding a lance of the same length standing on the ground in the right hand, holding his own horse in the left hand, wearing a black outer cloak of the same style behind him, and the left arm armor There is also a purple-brown washbasin-sized riding shield on the top, a saber of the same style hanging from the left waist, and the same iron apron, armor, and long riding boots with iron face shields and spurs.
This is one of the most elite armed forces of the Norton family, the main escort force of the northbound convoy, the armored spear cavalry. Equipped with the standard equipment of the original White Lion Army, it looks even more capable and extraordinary.
Every soldier stood silently, like a statue carved from iron and stone. Only the occasional horse crowing can break the darkness and tranquility of this wilderness...
Murderous aura filled the sky above each of the squadron formations, circling, and when the cold night wind passed over these formations, it was even more chilly with a murderous aura... .
The silver moon poked its face out from the clouds again, and the gentle silver moonlight once again filled the whole world.
Silver scales shone on the surface of Egret Lake again, and patches of white mist filled the distance, covering the entire field of vision...
Locke boats are placed side by side at a distance of more than one meter. The three-meter-long boats are covered with a row of two-meter-wide wooden rafts, connecting the boats together to form a small path into the depths of the mist. , can't see the head at a glance...
Two figures loomed in the depths of the mist, running towards each other at high speed. The path began to ripple, ups and downs... .
The two figures who came running were the guards Ruhr and Mo De, and they came to Lorist panting, "My lord, the pontoon bridge has connected to the opposite bank. Lord El ordered us to come and report that we can pass..."
"Good job." Lorist nodded and strode towards the pontoon. Ruhr and Mo consciously took Pat, a horse in Reddy's hands, and followed Lorist onto the pontoon bridge.
The phalanx on the lakeside field also started to move, and each soldier led his horse and lined up in a single file, followed Pat's mount and boarded the pontoon bridge...
The 400-meter pontoon bridge, Lorist walked for more than ten minutes, the pontoon bridge behind him was shaking violently, the lake water under the boat was rippling, colliding, and finally formed tidal waves...
Soon, armored lancers led their mounts ashore one after another, and then went to the predetermined open space to gather under the guidance of the waiting guards. At this time, they were all on their horses, and they gathered into two squadrons in a short time.
Rod Wells crossed the floating bridge and came to Lorist's side: "My lord, should we set off?"
Lorist said softly: "Okay, let's go."
In the dark jungle, the horse team marched in silence. On the winding path, from time to time, you could see the white ash guide arrow marks painted on the trees on both sides, which were extremely pale under the silver moonlight.
All the four hooves of the war horses are wrapped in thick leather, and the echo of the hoofbeats on the silent path is a dull thunder shaking the earth and the jungle...
An hour and a half later, there were three mournful cries of night owls in the distance. Er, who was in the lead, reined in his mount, and the horse team stopped.
Three black shadows rushed out of the forest and came to the front of the horse team. The first black shadow whispered to El and disappeared into the jungle with his two companions.
"My lord, it's less than two miles away from the enemy's barracks. I suggest getting off the horse and walking there. Although the horse's hooves are covered, the vibration of the ground can be detected by the enemy. Only by getting closer can we kill him better." Caught off guard..." El said to Lorist.
In order to ensure the success of the night attack, when the silver moon was rising, El led half of the bodyguards selected by the convoy headquarters to sneak across the Egret Lake, pull out the guard post on the opposite bank, and successfully implemented the attack on the path leading to the enemy's barracks. covered and blocked.
"Pass the order, all dismount, put on the bit, lead the horse on foot, and be careful not to make a sound." Lorist turned to Pat and ordered.
In less than an hour, the enemy's camp appeared within a stone's throw away. Several sentries at the camp gate were dozing against the camp wall, and there were no sentries standing on the two sentry towers on both sides of the camp gate. Behind the confrontational front, the security of this barracks was unexpectedly lax.
"My lord, I will take people to deal with the guards on the camp gate and the sentry tower, and open the camp gate." After El finished speaking, the figure flashed twice, and then disappeared into the darkness...
"Clean up all the equipment and act according to the predetermined plan..." After Lorist gave the order, he squatted down and unfastened the leather cover of the four hooves of the mount.
Under the silvery moonlight, a few black shadows suddenly appeared at the gate of the camp like ghosts, the cold light flashed like stars, and the four dozing guards collapsed under the camp wall as if they had lost their breath, falling into an eternal sleep.
A figure climbed up a guard tower like a gecko, quickly climbed down, and then climbed another guard tower.
The gate of the camp opened quietly...
Lorist raised the spear in his hand and shouted, "Kill!"
The rapid sound of horseshoes broke the quiet night. The distance of more than 100 meters was only a few moments under the galloping horses. Lorist took the lead, rushed through the camp gate, and entered the sleeping barracks... . . .
Countless armored spearmen swarmed in, and the barracks was full of killing sounds, screams, and howling...
One after another the military tents were set ablaze, and in the flames, iron-armored riders with lances standing in the flames and thick smoke appeared in front of the soldiers of the Iron Guard Corps who had just woken up from their dreams. Mercilessly slaughtered these Iron Guard soldiers who were suspicious and even unarmored and unarmored, and the iron hoofs passed by, leaving only corpses, blood, and raging fire...
Lorist rode his horse straight to the central tent in the barracks. According to the information provided by His Royal Highness, the Principality of Madras has a great swordsman and seven golden knights. The great swordsman has been accompanying the Grand Duke of Madras all the time. Regardless, the four Golden Knights serve in the Seamount Legion, and there are three Golden Knights in the Iron Guard Legion.
Lorist believed that the more than 10,000 Iron Guard soldiers in the Bread Hill Barracks must have a Golden Knight sitting in command. As long as this Golden Knight is captured, the night attack tonight will be complete.
During the sweep of the spear, the two pillars of the Chinese army tent became two sections, and the entire Chinese army tent fell to the ground tilted, but more than a dozen guards of the large tent became ghosts under Lorist's spear. However, Lorist did not meet the expected golden knight.
Just as Lorist was wandering around the large tent of the Chinese army on horseback, and was desperately probing suspicious places under the horse's hooves with his spear, he heard a loud sound of "Dang" not far away, and the golden light flashed. He turned his head and saw, It was Rod Wells, who was dancing with a lance with a golden sword light, and a figure on the ground with a golden sword light that also flashed on the long sword. The loud noise just now was caused by the collision between the lance and the long sword. sound.
Well, it turned out that the golden knight ran over there. No wonder the Chinese army tent couldn't find it here, and Ross picked it up again. Lorist muttered something and rode his horse over slowly, stretched his right hand back, and a javelin fell into his palm. Lorist began to support Rod Wells, paying attention to the relationship between the two golden knights, and was always ready to rescue him just in case.
Rod Wells was like a mad tiger, using the advantage of riding on a horse, he used the lance in his hand as a machete, and the golden blade of the gun flashed dazzling arcs, cutting like a torrential rain. To the golden knight standing on the ground.
The golden knight was also unambiguous. The long sword with a golden sword glow kept parrying slashing attacks from all directions, but it was a bit disadvantageous to be on the ground and holding a short weapon. Every time he parried, he had to take a small step back.
Rod Wells roared furiously, and his last slash knocked his opponent out several steps.
Turning the horse's head and hitting the horse's belly with spurs, the horse under him neighed and rushed towards him. Rod Wells shouted: "Kill!" He raised his lance and slashed down...
The golden knight on the ground had just stood firm when he saw Rod Welsh's men and horses rushing forward. With a strange cry, he stood up and raised his long sword, ready to block the attack again.
The spear slashed straight down like thunder, and when the sword was about to strike, it suddenly paused lightly, made a wonderful half circle, bypassed the long sword, turned into a thorn, and the golden sword glowed flash...
The knight on the ground never dreamed that his opponent would suddenly change his moves. The long sword he was planning to block was thrown into the air and he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't turn around. His eyes instantly changed from surprise to despair, and he heard a "puchi" , The blade of the lance sank into his chest.
"Go to hell." Rod Wells picked up the golden knight's body with his lance, and smashed it on the open space beside him, blood dripping down the blade of the gun...
"Good job!" Lorist praised loudly: "You are like a tiger, you can change your moves wonderfully, and you can kill the enemy with one blow. I will call you Ross the Tiger from now on."
Rod Wells said "hehe" and said happily, "Thank you for your compliment, my lord, I will be called Ross the Tiger from now on."
"It's so unfair. I made a big effort this time. Locke, you have to give me a title." A voice sounded beside Lorist,
Lorist turned his head to look, but it was El who appeared beside him silently.
"Well, I'll give you one too, let's call it Shadow." Lorist said.
"Shadow El? Yes, I like it." El thought for a while and was very satisfied with this title.
"By the way, I have something to do with you. My lord, look at the top." El pointed to the top.
Lorist looked up, but it was the soldiers of the Iron Guard stationed on the bread hill who were alarmed by the fighting in the barracks below, and hastily organized a group of people to go down the mountain with torches, and they were already halfway up the mountain.
"Looking at the number of torches, there are probably no less than a thousand people. There are only a few dozen of our guards blocking the passage down the mountain. I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist..." El reported.
"It's just looking for a dead end. I wanted to trap them for two or three days and force them to surrender. Now it's just right. Let's kill them and occupy their position directly." Lorist said, looking at the torches that kept flickering down on the mountainside.
"Blow the horn and inform the Second Highness on the opposite side that they will make a feint attack. Ross, I will hand over this camp to you to clean up the mess, gather a large group of soldiers to abandon their horses and fight on foot, and follow me to attack up the mountain. Al, let's go." Lorist rode his horse and rushed to the back of the barracks. El grabbed a horse and followed behind. Not far away, Pat and Reddy chased after seeing it.
The horn sound of "woo woo woo" echoed in the night sky...
The Second Highness, who was wandering back and forth in front of the army formation, stopped and listened: "Did you hear the horn, Chrisya?"
The blond-haired female knight happily replied: "I heard it, it is indeed the horn."
"Locke and the others succeeded!" His Highness ordered excitedly: "Come here, blow the horn to respond, raise the fire, set up a wooden row cart, and approach the border..."
Not far from the wooden fence erected by the Principality of Madras to block the border, countless torches suddenly lit up, like stars in the sky, as bright as day. Countless people shouted the slogan of "kill kill kill" in unison, and the huge voice shook the world.
Clusters of candles were also lit in the fortress castle of Liechtana, illuminating the entire castle brightly. Guards in leather armor appeared at the top of the city, and they nervously watched the continuous gathering of torches in the distance. Formed into phalanxes one by one, waiting in full force, as long as those phalanxes cross the wooden fence, they will launch a rainstorm of crossbow arrows to counterattack...
The exit of the mountain road down from the bread post is a sparse forest, less than 50 meters away from the military camp. There was originally a guard post with more than ten people, but it was solved by the guards who blocked the mountain road long ago.
The mountain road was not wide, only more than two meters away, and the soldiers who came to support from the mountain were about to come down. When Lorist Pegasus arrived, he had already heard the shouts and noisy marching sounds from above.
The mountain road is S-shaped, and the enemy coming down from the hill has not been seen yet. Without saying a word, Lorist drew his sword and rushed up. He had just run dozens of steps, but saw many soldiers of the Iron Guard holding torches turning around the corner in front of him. Seeing Lorist rushing upwards, he thought he was coming to report the news, but a voice shouted, "Stop, what happened to the barracks below?"
Lorist didn't say a word, seeing the enemy approaching, he suddenly shouted: "Kill!"
Jumping into the enemy group, the long sword was dotted with stars, and the enemies one after another continued to roll down the mountain road amidst the screams...
Lorist cleaves upstream like a wave...
The enemy on the mountain road above finally yelled: "Enemy, it's an enemy attack..."
The enemies on the mountain road below were in a mess. We had to pay attention to our feet and guard against the enemy. We were in a hurry, and we couldn't organize an effective attack on Lorist. Instead, because the terrain was just right for Lorist, he suffered heavy losses. .
The enemies on the mountain road above began to retreat towards the hill, but the enemies on the mountain road below couldn't retreat even if they wanted to. Lorist was extremely fast, and he had already killed halfway up the mountain. Everywhere he looked was full of enemies, just kill to the fullest .
These Iron Guards soldiers were not his all-in-one enemy at all, and Lorist could play it with ease when he couldn't cooperate, and his every move was a killer move. The most tragic thing was the soldiers who were left behind by him. Not only were Al, Reddy, Pat and others killed down below, but the corpses of their companions kept falling down and smashed them down.
Lorist chased after the retreating enemies all the way to the bread post, looking for those enemies with torches. Without the torches to illuminate them, the soldiers of the Iron Guards had no idea how many enemies were chasing them, they just ran away in panic, and from time to time some unlucky ones who stumbled and fell down the hills made long screams and fell down.
Yinyue hid behind the clouds again, and the hill was completely dark.
A familiar voice came from behind: "My lord, my lord, where are you..."
Several torches were lit at the mountain pass, and it turned out that Pat and others also went up the hill.
Just as Lorist was about to answer, he suddenly felt chills and shuddered. As he quickly fell to the ground, he shouted: "Be careful, get down quickly..."
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