Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 164

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 164]

“Dying for your orders, for our ambitions,” said Charles. “You sympathize with them?”

“There is pressure.” Garnier looked ashamed. “No, this is different from what I thought before. I thought I…”

“You think you don’t have to watch it with your own eyes? You can also go back to the rear camp and stay away from the hustle and bustle.” Ciel shrugged.

“They’ll think I’m a coward.”

“If you don’t want to be a coward, harden your heart.” Ciel leaned forward to see more clearly. He saw the spear was broken in the impact, the helmet was deformed by the blow, and there were still several knives in the body. Fighting, someone knelt on the ground bleeding and crying.

The ground trembled, and Shire saw the lion cross flag moving. It was Rocher. She led dozens of knights and assembled all their mounted squires, light cavalry and mounted sergeants to form a sharp commando, and the fierce battle was over. The long line rushed over.

The sound of hoofs continued like thunder, and Garnier stared at the situation in front of him and clenched his fists: “Okay, Rocher, well done.”

The cavalry used in a concentrated manner quickly trampled on the weakly protected levies. They were completely unable to resist such a charge. Several people in the formation were immediately knocked away by the impact of the horses, and their limbs hit the ground and broke.

However, the charge soon stalled.

Charles frowned. The king’s army lined up the well-trained standing sergeants in a line and assembled them in the camp. They held sturdy shields and sharp weapons, and wore heavy armor.

The sheep-faced and moon-eyed flags waved wildly. Under the ominous light of those flags, Rocher and the knights around her were immediately stopped. One rider after another was stabbed, fell off their horses, fell into the array, and disappeared immediately. trace.

Among the blocked riders, Rocher’s figure was particularly obvious. She had the flag flying high behind her back, holding a spear, riding a horse in armor, and raging in the array. She was extremely skilled in martial arts, and three or five soldiers gathered It is not her opponent either. If you are in a no-man’s land, every puncture will take away a life.

Soon, her figure sank deeper and deeper, and the number of enemy troops surrounded her in circles, and the lion cross flag began to waver.

Charles held his breath: “She…”

Garnier frowned.

“Charle! Go and support her.” Garnier ordered.

“I have to protect your safety,” Ciel said in a deep voice. “If you are arrested, the war will still be lost, and the king’s army will still break through the Ash Tree Hall, ruining all our careers.”

“I’m not afraid, I will flee the battle and return to those left-behind nobles and camps, standing in a place where there is light, the monsters of Romana will never be able to hurt me.” Garnier nodded vigorously.

“Leaving the front? They will treat you as a coward.” Ciel looked at Garnier. “You must stay here and witness the war with your own eyes.”

“My reputation is nothing compared to Dame Rocher’s life! Let them laugh at me! I’ll keep my composure, I’ll say I’m a scheming commander, let others fight, and wait for victory.” Neil laughed, then turned hastily, ran down the wooden wall, took his horse and began to retreat.

good guy.

Ciel followed closely behind, summoning his anger, getting on his horse, and joining the battlefield with a knife.

The sound of killing was loud, and the harsh noise made Ciel a little dizzy. Gladius frantically devoured the souls of the fallen soldiers on the battlefield. He felt like a walking soul trap, constantly absorbing wandering souls scattered around him.

The virtuous soul cannot go to the Hall of Beauty, and the sinful soul has not entered the reincarnation early, and has entered the belly of Gladius, becoming the raw material for the eternal burning of the blade demon.

“what!”

“Wow!”

“Kill!” The people’s howls were incessant, and Ciel rushed in on horseback, smashing away a few enemies who didn’t have long eyes. Metal helmets and protective gear, cut to the flesh inside, killing them one by one to the ground.

He slashed a bloody path toward the lion cross flag, leaving countless corpses on the ground where he galloped in fury, blood and dirt churning under its hooves.

“Oh oh oh!”

“Wow!”

A knight on foot charged aggressively towards Ciel, wearing a large-winged helmet, chain mail with a heraldic burqa, and wielding a blood-stained greatsword, blocking Ciel.

“Go to hell! Nuin’s sharp edge!” Ciel released the blade light spell, and the silver blade light quickly shot forward, slashing the knight’s chest, the armor burst open, and immediately opened a bloody wound.

The knight staggered a few steps and wanted to swing his weapon weakly, but he could no longer bear the weight of his armor and fell to the ground without making a sound.

“Ah!”

“It’s terrifying!” Seeing this scene, the surrounding levies avoided Ciel and refused to take half a step closer to him.

Getting closer and closer, Xia Er rode through one defense line after another, his arms were sore and his strength was weakening.

The closer he got to Rocher, the more elite the soldiers he encountered, and he was stopped by heavily armed heavy infantry, each of them well-trained and specialized in warfare, using spears to stop the wrath.

“Stop!”

“In the name of His Majesty Eduardo of the West Coast!”

“Death to the traitor!” The soldiers formed a shield wall in front of the charr.

Ciel looked slightly to the sides and found that he had reached the core of the king’s army, while Rocher rushed farther and deeper than him, and had to step over these people in front of him to continue.

There is nothing to talk about with these soldiers who take war as their profession and obey orders as their nature. Ciel stretched out his right hand to them, and under their confused gaze, he stimulated the power of the charred ring, and the orange ring burst into a dazzling light, a streak. The flame wave spurted forward, contaminating the armor and human body, and immediately spread, forming a sea of fire.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. .

“It’s a wizard!”

“terrible!”

Amid their shrieks and cries, Ciel continued indifferently, only one step away from the high-flying flag.

Rocher gasped heavily, his face stained with blood and dust, his hands clenched his spear, and he rode nervously with a hostile knight in front of him.

That knight is strong.

The other party wears a black horned helmet and heavy armor. There is no decoration on it, but the whole body is dark. Even if the sun shines, it does not reflect the slightest light. Can be used to hack.

Rocher was so absorbed in the battle that he didn’t even notice the arrival of Ciel.

With a roar, she charged towards the black knight on horseback, and at the same time swung her spear towards the other’s heart.

“Oh, oh!” The black knight let out a brave cry. Ciel could hear that voice was still quite young. His arms were almost infinite. The blade broke its steel visor, slashed through the warhorse’s skull, and killed it on the spot.

The war horse died violently, the impact was blocked, and its body quickly fell, and even Rocher fell heavily to the ground,

The black knight immediately approached, raised his axe and spear, and slashed towards Rocher.

“Phantom power!” Ciel released a hunter spell, manipulating the air currents to rotate, and the storm swept toward the black knight. He had to hold on to the reins of the warhorse to prevent his body from being blown off by the wind.

Taking advantage of this momentary opportunity, Xiaer rode his horse forward, jumped off the wrath, and lifted Roche up. Her armor was heavy, and it was inconvenient to get up.

The black knight stared at Ciel and Rocher, and pointed the axe at them.

“Damn…” Ciel clenched the gray knife, ready to fight at any time.

Roche panted: “No… no need to continue…”

The black knight turned around and let out an angry sigh: “It’s a shame to lose to the two of you!” He immediately rode away.

He seemed to be the core of the army, and as he retreated, the king’s army fled to the side of the battlefield in disgrace, and had no intention of fighting.

Ciel followed the direction the black knight was observing, and saw a new army marching in mighty mighty waves, with the banner of the Wave Dragon.

The Duke of Gregory wore a golden crown and commanded the charge with his sword.

Chapter 209 Cleaning up the battlefield

When the king’s army was dispersed, Duke Gregory laughed until his waist was almost broken, and he rode on the goat’s head flags scattered all over the field, as if he could trample the Softel family under his feet.

“Rainbow Hall, the world is invincible!” Duke Gregory threw his fist into the sky, surrounded by knights and family relatives guarding him.

“Ooh!”

“Long live His Majesty the King!”

“Long live His Majesty the King!” Everyone cheered.

“The false king of the west coast has been defeated!” Duke Gregory looked at the retreating direction of the west coast army, his face flushed, proud and excited.

“Ooh!”

“Long live the king!”

“The old king is dead, the new king lives!” The soldiers on the battlefield ran towards Duke Gregory. The golden crown on the duke’s head shone, attracting everyone’s attention. Everyone was very excited and cheered.

Has their purpose always been independence?

Charles looked at the complacent Duke Gregory, and the Rivi family would become a royal family and an obstacle to rival the West Coast.

We have the redwood hills and the western block, the south and the east are rolling hills, once the coastal passage is closed, with the resources of Loman, it can be completely self-sufficient.

Shangluoman became an independent country, and the southern nobles rebelled openly. From this moment on, the devil’s lair on the west coast only had the resources of the king’s land, and it was besieged from the east and the south.

Phew… Charles sighed deeply.

Rocher was on one knee wearily, struggling to get up, trying to walk towards Duke Gregory.

“Don’t.” Ciel helped her, “You are very tired.”

Rocher looked at the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, he began to retching, and some blood came out of his mouth.

“Rocher!” Charles was startled, “You are injured!”

She hugged Ciel’s arm and pressed all her weight on him, and Ciel stood upright, letting her lean against him.

“You need elixir.” Ciel groped for the package on his body, but Rocher grabbed him, leaning his head wearily on Ciel’s shoulder and burying it in his arms.

She was too tired, and Charles silently wrapped his arms around Roche. She rested in his arms for a while, and Charles felt an unprecedented warmth. For a moment or a century, Rocher slowly raised her head, her face was pale, There was a little unease in his eyes.

“Win?” She wanted to confirm, “…every enemy, gone?”

“Go, go,” said Charles quickly, “we’ve won.”

“… must address the new king.” Rocher let go of Charles, staggered to the Duke of Gregory, and walked towards him step by step.

“You can swear allegiance anytime, you need to rest.” Ciel quickly stopped her.

“Etiquette must not be reduced in the slightest…” Rocher supported her tired and injured body with transcendent will, and Charles helped her push the crowd away.

She walked up to Duke Gregory and knelt down on one knee weakly: “…in the name of Rocher of Gloomy Castle…On behalf of the Dreister family, I swear eternal loyalty to the only and true King of the King… It’s not easy for all ages…”

“This is a day of victory.” Duke Gregory twisted his beard and looked around arrogantly. “This is a day for the Rivi family! Everyone, gather here! Listen to me!”

Charles stared at him, Duke Gregory seemed to sense the dangerous gaze, shuddered, and couldn’t help wrapping his cloak tightly: “Ah, we’ll talk about it later.”

Rocher insisted on completing the lengthy etiquette, and then slowly got up and saluted Duke Gregory to leave. Charles welcomed her out, and the other nobles immediately followed, grabbing Rocher’s previous position, and scrambled to swear an oath to the new ruler. loyalty.

“We won, Rocher.” Charles and her supported each other, and slowly passed through the battlefield where the mountains of corpses were piled up. Everywhere, waiting for someone to recycle.

“Victory is very sweet,” Rocher said briefly. “It’s also mentally exhausting, and I don’t know when to make up for it.”

They were sitting on a rock, and Rocher folded his legs, buried his head in it, and wrapped his hands around his head, as if isolating himself from the surrounding noise, laughter, and mass of dead people.

Ciel took a deep breath and soon saw Garnier approaching on horseback.

“It’s over! It’s over!” Garnier exclaimed excitedly, “We beat the king back!”

“This can’t be said nonsense, now we have two kings, you have to name who lost.” Charles shrugged.

Seeing the golden crown on Duke Gregory’s head, Garnier widened his eyes: “He is determined to become king.”

“He came to the battlefield wearing the crown. Even if we were defeated, the Rivi family would fight to the end with the West Coast. In the end, the towns of Upper Loman were still advancing and retreating together.” Ciel sighed with emotion.

[End of This Chapter]