Sword of Dawn

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Never let the magic barrier disappear!Once the walls of the Rock Fortress are directly exposed to this weapon, they will not last until the barrier is restarted!

While thinking this way, he couldn't help speeding up, and the knights beside him who had followed him for many years also started to speed up almost immediately—although they were dizzy from the impact of the explosion, these knights who had been educated harshly since childhood and lived in the kingdom Those who have fought in the most hostile environment in the world and have been sent to Rock Fortress for many years can still persevere in such a harsh environment.

The second round of attacks came soon, and this time was more accurate and deadly than the last one.

The attack was launched from the second high ground established by the Cecilians.

No wonder they want to build a second highland... This highland is not for taking water at all, its function is to cover the warships on the White Water River——

Under the visor of Sir Maryland, his face was like water.

Efficient command, extremely high discipline, completely crushing the individual quality of ordinary noble soldiers, and the tactics of advancing the position through the cover of long-range weapons, infiltration of the Rock Fortress, as well as spies, intelligence, assassination, and sabotage...

This is the way the Cecils fight, or rather, this is the way that "Gauvan Cecil" fights.

In contrast, the most "smart" strategy he heard in the military hall of the Rock Fortress was to poison the Baishui River...

A thought suddenly flashed in Sir Maryland's mind: Fort Rock may have fallen long ago, long before the southerners entered the fortress.

He is now just maintaining the last decency of the family's reputation.

On the No. [-] high ground, Knight Philip was watching the magic vortex rolled up on the plain from a distance.

It has become thinner and dimmed by at least [-]%, but still maintains a basic charging posture. For a "country knight" born in the countryside, this magic vortex almost represents a kind of "chivalry spirit" that only appears in books. ".

But he had no choice but to continue to order the cannons to smash the magical vortex little by little—because the order to cease fire had not yet been issued, and the two calibrator rainbow cannons on the White Water River still needed the support of No. [-] Highland.

He estimated the charge speed of the team, calculated the approximate lead and the required firing angle, and then ordered a third bombardment.

The magic vortex was finally extinguished, but there were still some sporadic spots of light moving forward in the smoke and dust, which were the brilliance from the protective aura that had not been extinguished.

"Keep reloading! Shot angle 8, ready to—"

The magic net communicator placed next to him suddenly glowed, and the soldiers next to it immediately activated it. Philip saw Gawain's figure emerge from the holographic projection above the communicator.

"Stop shooting."

"Yes, lord."

The young knight bowed his head and took the command. Although there was almost no change in expression on his face, he was really relieved in his heart.

Although he knew that the main reason for the lord's order to stop shooting was that the enemy was already approaching the bank of the White Water River—at this position, the shelling from the No. The focusing effect of the two calibrator beams, but he was still relieved.

This can be regarded as the last bit of dignity left to the knights of the previous era.

The flames and explosions that fell from the sky finally subsided, and the cavalry team that rushed out with him was less than [-]% left.

And it is almost [-]% of the total loss of combat effectiveness.

The speed of the team dropped rapidly. The scarred and mana-struck knights stopped one after another. Some even fell off their horses due to exhaustion. Even Sir Maryland, who was guarded in the middle of the team, felt exhausted at this moment , but he still raised his head and looked at the two huge warships that were close in front of him, as well as the two terrifying beams of light gushing out from the warships.

The charge was over. This was a charge with "no enemy". The knights had lost [-]% of their losses without touching a single enemy, but they finally achieved their goal.

However, when Sir Maryland continued to ride his horse forward, and at the same time began to mobilize his whole body's magic power to prepare to destroy the warship, a figure appeared in his vision.

At that moment, he realized that his previous efforts had been wasted - Gawain Cecil himself was on the warship, not in the stronghold on the shore!

A coercion that could almost freeze the magic power of a low-level extraordinary person spread from the bow of the ship. Although the horse under Sir Maryland was also a hybrid monster in the extraordinary field, it still trembled and stopped. The knight could only give up. The war horse came to the river step by step.

He stepped on the water surface, and the water surface became as calm as a mirror under his feet. He approached step by step, and saw trap doors had been opened under the deck of the warship. out, pointing at himself.

But they didn't start after all.

Sir Maryland decided to make a final effort for the oath he had made. He stopped at a more suitable distance, then drew out his long sword, and pointed at the legendary founding prince slightly tilted:

"I challenge you! Bet my life and family glory, and you will retreat!"

Gao Wen just quietly watched the person rushing to him from the Rock Fortress under the cannon fire all the way, before he spoke for a long time: "Your life and your family's glory?"

"If I fail, you can take my life, and my family and territory will also belong to you, and I will submit to you from generation to generation. Maryland Onal swears here that the duel is sacred and will never be violated," Sir Maryland shouted loudly, "In exchange, I beg you to withdraw your troops today and promise not to attack Rock Fortress for three years!"

Three years... within three years, the situation in this country should be stabilized. Regardless of whether it is the Eastern Territory or the royal family that wins, at least there will be a new and unified dynasty at that time to face the rising Cecil family...

And more importantly, he will fulfill his oath - defend the Rock Fortress.

Gawain looked at the knight who challenged him to a duel, and it took a long time before he broke the silence: "I accept your challenge, but the attack will not end."

Sir Maryland looked at Gawain in astonishment, and seemed to be unable to react immediately: "...why?"

"I accept your challenge because you are a qualified knight. I recognize and respect you as the ancestor of the Ansu knights." Gawain pulled out the pioneer sword, and a powerful layer began to spread from the black sword. Magic Flame, he jumped from the bow and landed on the river in front of Sir Maryland, "And the attack will not end because..."

A deadly and powerful coercion rushed towards his face. Sir Maryland hurriedly summoned his magic power, poured his power into the long sword and blocked it in front of him, blocking the violent blow of the pioneer sword.

The flaming black long sword weighed heavily on the knight's sword. Gawain stared into the knight's eyes and said word by word:

"Son, it's a war."

Chapter 0441 Fire

This is a war.

Sir Maryland certainly knew that this was a war. He knew it was a war from the very beginning, but he still couldn't understand the meaning of Gawain's words—is there anything special about war?

The nobles made claims, submitted letters, official documents and letters of war in accordance with the etiquette, summoned knights and levies, agreed on time and place, formed formations, charged, fought, captured prisoners, exchanged benefits-when necessary, with honor Duels and oaths decide everything, aren't these wars?

The pioneer sword, which was as legendary as the Founding Duke, slashed on his own knight sword again. The scorching flames burning on the blade made it almost impossible to breathe, and the black blade burning with flames made people unbearable It is always associated with the dark and corrupt Gondor wasteland, and the flame on the blade is like the light that illuminated the wasteland 700 years ago-but at this moment, Sir Maryland did not have any extra energy to think and sigh.

It is said that the strength of the founding hero has declined after his resurrection, and he is in a temporary period of weakness.

It is said that after 700 years of slumber, the long sword has completely lost its magic power, and is now just an ordinary blade made of legendary materials, which is extraordinarily strong.

It is said that Duke Gawain Cecil, who came back from the dead, almost never left the territory because he was still unable to set foot on the battlefield due to the unhealed wound he suffered 700 years ago.

Shit.

The power contained in that black long sword is astonishingly powerful, and every slash or thrust of it is just right. Gawain Cecil's moves are hardly gorgeous, even like the most ordinary soldiers in battle The same is simple and simple. Apart from some basic knight skills, the founding prince hardly used any so-called "legendary forbidden techniques". However, such a simple and simple fighting method made Sir Maryland break out in cold sweat.

Unlike noble knights who have undergone strict training and rigid dogma, all of Gawain Cecil's combat experience comes from the battlefield, from fighting against mutants. The mutants have no knight etiquette, no Exquisite trick changes, there is nothing that can be called a routine, and the battle with those non-human objects can often be simplified to the most basic sentence: hit the opponent before the enemy hits himself, and ensure that the attack is powerful enough to let The opponent cannot launch a second attack.

This kind of pure "battle" made the Jazz very uncomfortable.

He has experienced battles, fighting with various powerful enemies, and it is not the first time he has challenged a stronger enemy than himself in the noble war. When he was young, he even wiped out the Holy Spirit Plain with only eight family knights The largest order of exiled knights in the world-those are all mercenaries and forsworn knights who broke their oaths ruthlessly.

But obviously, none of this can compare with the magic tide 700 years ago.

If a general from the eastern border is here, maybe he can do a better job than him...

Gawain found that he had almost completely integrated and absorbed the experience from Gawain Cecil. Although his control over this body had not yet reached its peak, it was not far behind.

It took more than a year for him to finally return to the legend. Maybe he was just a beginner, but it was not a problem to defeat the high-level knight in front of him.

It's just that when facing this high-level knight named Maryland, he couldn't help but think of another enemy he faced last year:

The fallen druid of the Doom Society, a man named Bud Wendell, was once General Typhon Wolf.

Although Bud Wendell was finally defeated by Gawain due to the gap in absolute strength, his swordsmanship, which was completely derived from the battlefield and could only be honed after battles, still left a deep impression on the latter. Although this high-ranking knight surpassed the original Bud Wendell in terms of pure strength due to retaining a complete extraordinary ability, it is a pity that the combat experience and consciousness are obviously not at the same level.

It's no wonder, after all, one is the strongest "Wolf General" that the Typhon Empire has encountered in a hundred years, and the other is just the commander of Ansu guarding the domestic fortress. This high-ranking knight named Maryland has already done a good job.

A layer of fog gradually filled the surface of the river. The battle between the two extraordinary powerhouses heated up the nearby water body and turned into a dense fog. However, due to Gao Wen's deliberate control, all the impact of the battle was confined to the two warships. From a safe distance away, even this dense fog did not spread out.

In a brief moment, Sir Maryland and the founding duke as opponents passed by each other, a huge force oppressed his sword-holding hand, causing his knight sword to almost fall out of his hand, waiting for him to regain the balance At the moment, he found that Gao Wen's figure had disappeared in front of his eyes.

The next moment, he noticed that the surrounding fog suddenly stagnated. The fog that should have been invisible and substanceless had been controlled by the power of the legendary Duke at some point, and it was "cast" into a huge cage like steel. Under the heavy pressure of the steel mist, it cracked inch by inch, and the knight's sword in his hand was gradually twisted under the heavy pressure.

He struggled for a while, then stopped still, the black pioneer sword was already pressed on his shoulder, there was no burning flame on the blade, but there was a suffocating oppressive force.

The dense fog dissipated, and the oppressive force that seemed to be cast in steel also dissipated. Sir Maryland raised his head and saw the two beams of arcane torrents that destroyed everything were slowly sweeping across the sky—— At the end, the shield of the Rock Fortress was turning into light particles scattered all over the sky accompanied by bursts of roars and screams, while the arcane torrent penetrated the shield that had failed, and stood on the black ground that had stood for a century. A shockingly huge crack was cut on the city wall.

On the No. [-] high ground, Knight Philip witnessed the collapse of the rock fortress's magic barrier. He gave the order to fire without hesitation: "The target shield has disappeared, and all the artillery has started firing!"

The powerful single-shot "Justice I" accelerator and the fierce "Persuader I" accelerator made deafening explosions at the same time, and hundreds of light blue bullet marks pierced the sky again. After that, it was heavily bombarded on the wall of the black fortress.

This time, all the "sky fires" of the Cecils were finally activated.

For the first time, the rocky city wall built with huge stones and cast with metal gaps directly faced the power of the sky fire. The wall bricks, which were originally considered indestructible, fell apart in an instant, bursting out a sky full of broken stones and scorching metal solution. A few soldiers on the city wall began to evacuate after the shield collapsed, but some soldiers who were too late to evacuate were shaken off the city wall, or were directly hit by artillery fire, hit by gravel shrapnel and killed on the spot. The expected defensive counterattack force , the moment the shield collapsed, it was gone.

The knights, officers, and southern nobles staying in the city were in chaos. Even if there were still officers trying to maintain order, they could not turn the tide when the fortress was broken. What was even more frightening was that the two terrifying energy beams were briefly After less than 10 minutes of silence, it reappeared again.

They kept sweeping across the sky, and the low humming sound became something that frightened the southern nobles more than the screaming sound of the falling skyfire. Those light beams no longer cut the city wall for a long time, but constantly destroyed the city wall and the city wall The mage tower, arrow tower, sentry tower and the upper area of ​​the castle.

All high-rise facilities that can serve as guard points are being cleaned one by one.

Viscount Marie Oran and Viscount Consco ran on the outer steps of the castle, desperately trying to escape from this hell on earth.

The sound of explosions and people's cries came from all directions, and the sky continuously heard the screams of falling fire and the buzzing of light beams sweeping across the sky. At this moment, they recalled the horrible memory on the Rubble Ridge again, and the more terrifying memories after that. Horror and even more desperate escape in the wilderness, they no longer cared about the decency and the most basic etiquette of any nobleman - all the followers were left behind, all dignity could be given up, and they replaced the servants and grooms in the castle clothes, before fleeing the room, swept away all the gold, silver and precious stones that could be seen within the sight range, and then ran non-stop on this seemingly endless staircase.

Another tooth-piercing buzz came from high above, and the short and fat Viscount Mary Orland looked back in fear. He saw a dazzling white beam of light slowly sweeping across the towers in the upper part of the castle. Where the light beam reaches, the stone tower was annihilated in a series of explosions, and the rest turned into "stone rain" falling from the sky, and a little farther away, it was the original roof of the castle—— There too, it was swept by the beam and disappeared.

Although I don’t know why the Cecilians never bombarded the castle area with skyfire, but just strafed the upper floors of the castle with beams of light, but Viscount Mari Oran and Viscount Consco didn’t dare to think about this at this time, they were shocked by the terror of the beam. Shocked by the power, his only thought was to quickly turn around and continue fleeing towards the north.

They ran across the stairs, through a small path, through the already chaotic inner city, and gradually approached the northern gate of the Rock Fortress—here, the Cecilian's offensive became slightly weaker, because the linear beam was After crossing the high city wall, the relatively low northern city could not be swept away, and the Cecils' skyfire never bombed here, but the two viscounts still didn't dare to stay in the slightest.

They continued to run forward, panting violently while running, the gold, silver and precious stones in their arms seemed extraordinarily heavy at the moment, these things that should have brought them hope now consume their strength every step they run Double the physical strength, but the northern wall of the fortress is already close in sight.

A pungent breath rushed into Viscount Consco's nostrils. He couldn't help but quickly glanced around while running. In his sight, thick smoke and flames were rising from several nearby military installations. .

These are fires from nowhere... Someone set fire to the city... The fortress, already in chaos and on the verge of collapse, will fall straight into the abyss after these fires burn.

But this has nothing to do with him.

"I...I can't run anymore..." Viscount Mari Orland, who was already physically weak, said intermittently beside him, his breath became more and more chaotic, "You...you wait for me..."

Viscount Consco looked back at Viscount Mary Orland, but he barely paused, or even spoke.

Saying one more word now is a waste of life-saving stamina.

The fire in the city is burning hotter and hotter, and black smoke columns are rising from more places, as if hundreds of people are setting fires everywhere in the inner city. He still persisted in the thick smoke, because the city wall was only a few hundred meters away.

Only 200 meters away.

Only 100 meters left.

Vitality was close at hand, and the way out of hell was there. At this moment, even Viscount Mari Orland, who was next to him, regained his strength and accelerated to catch up with Viscount Consco.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Viscount Consco vaguely saw some figures standing in front, on the only way leading to the north gate.

After running closer, he finally saw the face of the figure clearly. It was Ms. Roperney Grant.

The viscount stood there with a slight smile on her face, looking gracefully at the two viscounts in groom and handyman clothes.

And a blond male elf whom she had never seen before was standing beside her, and not far behind the two of them stood dozens of fully armed warriors.

"Gods above!" Viscount Concisco was taken aback. Due to the influence of the smoke and his own messy thoughts, he didn't pay much attention to the soldiers not far behind Luo Peini for a while, but exclaimed, "Voice Grande, it turns out You have already..."

"Viscount Concisco, and Viscount Oran, Gui'an," Luo Peini leaned slightly, smiling, and spoke softly, her words were clearly heard in the ears of the two viscounts, "You see how the fire is going today ?”

Viscount Consco's expression seemed to freeze for a moment, and his tone trembled a little: "Your words are..."

Luo Peini ignored him, but continued to whisper softly: "Is it like the scene 11 years ago?"

Chapter 0442 The battle is over

Flames blazed and smoke billowed.

The fire really burned well.

Ropeni Grant stood quietly in front of the northern gate of the Rock Fortress, a breeze shield surrounded her to isolate the choking smoke in the air, and dozens of Iron Ranger fighters stood behind her, Everyone wore full-coverage magic helmets, and the goggles on the helmets of these warriors glowed slightly red, which indicated that they were guarding against all magical anomalies around them.

The fire spread from the armory in the northern city, burned down some sentry towers and barracks, and isolated the entire inner city into several parts. Originally, such a fire could be controlled by the troops of the Rock Fortress. With the collapse of the shield, the order in the fortress has disappeared. Even if someone wants to stand up and turn the tide, it is impossible to achieve any effect in the face of the raging fire.

This fortress is finished.

Ropeni Glenn lowered her head and looked at the two corpses that were particularly warm. After a long silence, she raised her hand and rubbed her fingers gently.

She had imagined countless times what she would do when she gained the power of revenge, imagined that she would use all kinds of methods to torture those sinners, prolong their pain, and imagine how she would enjoy the pleasure of revenge, but Now she finally knows that when she really has this opportunity, she will not have the patience to do it at all.

She didn't even have the patience to let those people take an extra breath of air.

The last two people on the list had been eliminated, and Roperney Grant exhaled softly, suddenly feeling a little empty.

Handling certain people with her own hands is part of the deal between her and Gawain Cecil. She can dedicate everything in the Rock Fortress to the founding prince. The life and death of people in this city are determined by Cecil. But only a few of them—including the first Viscount Carroll who died—not only had to die, but she had to deal with it herself.

"Ma'am, the emptiness after revenge is a normal phenomenon," Solderin's voice suddenly interrupted Luo Peini's absent-minded state. The calm tone was talking to himself, "Don't be confused by this emptiness, you are finally freed from hatred - after this, there are still many things waiting for you to do."

"Thank you," Luo Peini calmed down and thanked Solderin, "Mr. Ranger, as an elf...you must be more experienced and mature than me."

"The mind of an elf is slightly different from that of a human. I can't say who is more mature, but I have seen more things than you. In addition, there is no need to use honorifics for me."

"Okay—I know you were a comrade-in-arms of Duke Gawain Cecil," Luo Peini said, and she seemed to need something else to divert her attention. "In your opinion, what kind of Duke Gawain is?" people?"

"I'm still his comrade-in-arms." Soldering smiled slightly, then shook his head, "As for what kind of person Gawain is... This is a difficult question to answer. His personality after resurrection is different from that of 700 It was a little different before, but it still gives me the feeling that I can’t see through it. He was always thinking about things beyond our eyes. 700 years ago, he was thinking about the shelter outside the wasteland on the wasteland. 700 years ago Afterwards, he simply started to think about another era, so if you want to follow him, there is only one suggestion I can give you: try to keep up with his pace, even if you don’t understand, it’s better than thinking and confused Fall behind."

Those who fell behind 700 years ago would be swallowed up by the wasteland, and those who fell behind 700 years later will end up not much better. Soldering has a perfect intuition about this.