Mystery Makes Me Strong

Lancelot's soldiers broke through the northern siege.

But instead of leaving, they continued to turn right and swept towards the team blocking their way.

Another rush.

There are many knights on this road, there are a total of three thousand.

This is a collection of elites from several great kingdoms.

These knights are enough to sweep across many kingdoms.

Now, they finally showed their effect. More than 5,000 poker players were beaten by them several times and killed more than 3,000 times.

And the knights only died less than 200 people.

The opponent's fighting skills must not be underestimated.

After all, he is a professional fighter with more than ten years of combat experience, and the older ones even have thirty or even forty years.

It's just that one card player after another was resurrected, and the scattered formations regrouped. This is almost impossible for the army of ordinary people.

To be scattered on the battlefield is to completely lose the organization, and can only escape to the rear, with the help of the cover of other square formations, to reorganize the formation.

Although the knights had long known that this was the power of demons, their morale was still low.

"Tie them with nooses, with iron nets!"

The leaders of the knights, correct the strategies of their subordinates in time.

Killing opponents can't make them withdraw from the battlefield.

Then trap them, too.

The knights took off their sacks one after another from their horses, and one by one, using their skilled horseback skills, they took out their nooses and threw them at the card players.

This is what they learned from the barbarians, but these heavily armored knights suffered.

The poker players were already prepared for this, and they immediately put on long cloaks and angel wings.

This way, if you expand your own area, it will not be easy to cover the quilt. If you get caught, as long as your body is short, the other party can only cover a bunch of feathers.

The knights circled the square of the card players and threw a lasso that was hundreds of meters long.

This is the advantage of having a fighting spirit. If you change to a barbarian, you will only use a three to eight meter sleeve, and if it is longer, you will not be able to swing it.

At this time, stone platforms quickly appeared in the phalanx of the poker players.

On the stone platform, one soldier after another stood.

"Freedom sniper!"

Ruthless and sharp, with its own guide arrow for turning and aiming, one of the must-have skills of the Dark Amazon's handicapped D.

Just like that, he shot at the nimble knight.

The poker players did not shoot horses, but war horses are too precious.

A single war horse will exhaust the labor force of three to five families.

At first, the knight could still rely on his fighting spirit, but gradually his fighting spirit became insufficient.

One knight after another was shot from the horse and dragged by the horse like a dead dog.

The knights panicked and began to move away from the phalanx.

The soldiers in the phalanx, on the other hand, took turns eating, drinking, and laxing, and even took a nap.

This made the morale of the knights even lower.

The opponent has such a good mentality on such a fierce battlefield, it can be seen that the victory is very good.

And they can't.

One by one is highly nervous!

"It's impossible to fight like this. We only have one life. How can we kill how many of them?"

"Yeah, they don't look like demons either. Although they killed some noble masters, ate some chickens, ducks and fishes from noble masters, and took up their wives, daughters, and maids, what does that have to do with us?"

"We're just knights, we're still landless, and we can't be called masters at all."

The knights were talking.

They began to be kind, and each time they just shot a few arrows from a distance, threw a few nooses, and regardless of whether they hit or miss, they just rode away.

The changes in the knights were seen by both commanders.

Marquis Atkins swept to the great knight commander beside him: "Is it time?"

"The number of opponents is still too many, and they are still rotating, which shows that their pressure is not enough." The commander of the great knight actually has the idea of ​​giving up.

Because these people are completely different from what they did a month ago.

A month ago, one big knight could stun hundreds of poker players with traps.

And a month later, a mere thousands of poker players were able to defeat more than 2,000 knights!

Even the great knight himself did not have the confidence to resist the siege of dozens of knights.

And the number of big knights on hand, on the bright side, as well as those disguised as ordinary soldiers, together, it is only 112 people.

This amount should be able to kill all card players.

However, those who can only be killed once, wait until they are resurrected, and the great knights who have exhausted their strength are not as good as ordinary soldiers.

Because vindictiveness is not a health-preserving thing, the explosion of this thing will do too much damage to the muscles.

"Is it okay?" Marquis Atkins was a little horrified.

But he quickly calmed down.

A qualified commander, in the most optimistic situation, also considers failure and retreat.

He looked around and saw that there was no problem with the reserved escape route.

A boat with no rivals on the river can quickly escape from here as long as you get on your own clipper and throw away your armor and weapons.

As for what to do with the remaining nobles, considering the ransom, they should not die.

He was quite calm, but the surrounding nobles, big and small, began to panic.

They didn't know that the great knights still had plans to participate in the war. What they saw in their eyes was that all the troops on their side, plus the most valuable knights, were exhausted.

It can be said that there is no loophole in any link.

They used every move imaginable.

However, when the opponent saw the move, except for a few unlucky ones who were captured in the chaotic battle because of their reckless impulse or unskilled skills, most of the enemies were intact.

This is an army of 200,000!

The other party is only 10,000 people!

Time delays, and the other party organizes 30,000 people, 50,000 people, what should we do?

Several nobles near the border of the Rotes Kingdom began to think of a way out.

Lancelot wants to be king, so give it to him.

As long as the other party respects their own interests.

It is not impossible for the poor ghosts to turn over.

There are several finance ministers and court earls, all of whom are courted by the poor.

There are also some noble ladies, who were originally beautiful young ladies from poor families. Relying on their ingenuity and physique, they were able to live and dare to live, and they died of weak and genuine ladies.

Finding comfort in this way, the nobles are ready to run away.

The first one who took the lead in escaping was the Marquis himself.

Joke, as the commander, can you run ahead of you?

With the attendants, he rode his horse to the river bank, dropped his horse armor, and with the help of the attendants, boarded the fast boat that had been prepared for a long time, and went back all the way downstream.

The nobles were stunned.

Only then did they know how the opponent's record of 100-100 victories came from.

The lost battle should be arranged on the dead and the prisoners caught by the enemy.

Anyway, no one believed those two words.

They started to run away in hindsight.

This escape caused a total collapse.

Soldiers all over the mountains and plains fled frantically, exhausted.

They fell, they fell into traps they dug, they came to the river and found no boats.

Someone was crowded down the river.

Fortunately, there was a sound behind him.

"Get down and surrender, you can be a slave, a slave to raise mice!"

"After three years, no, five years, no ten years, you can become a free citizen and go home."

If the other party just said that they would surrender and not kill, many people would not believe it.

Everyone has done the trick of trapping prisoners of war.

However, the other party stated their purpose, and it was a very dangerous job, and the untouchables were not willing to do it.

Only homeless people who are dying of starvation and slaves who have no choice will raise mice.

This convinced them.

More and more people lay down, hands behind their backs.

Raising your hands is also not safe. After all, it is a cold weapon battle. Only by lying down and carrying your hands behind your back can the pursuers feel safe.

If you stand up and resist for too long, you will be directly stabbed to death by a single shot.