HAIL THE KING !
Chapter 195.2: The Fire Without Forgiveness, Danger of Chambord
At the same time, on the field to the right of Chambord.
On a field with grass that was over two meters high
Four-star soldier Allen, the other team leader of the cavalry faced the same problem as his partner ****. Nearly half of his army was killed by arrows and axes from archers mounted in Chambord. Under the fury, he brought his black armored men to this grass field. When he entered this place, he felt like he was entering a sea of green. His opponents attempted to divide his team deliberately, and almost all of his men were scattered in this field. In front of him now, there were two strong men from Chambord who did not look friendly.
"Taurus Saint Saiya Drogba, Capricorn Saint Saiya Pierce of Chambord.... Hehe, you ugly donkey, you must have died this time!" while laughing ferociously.
"Huh! An idiot! How do you talk to me like that? You guys haven't even become three star warriors yet! ”Allen shook the sword in his hand, and the blue water flame attributed to the warrior exploded as the two sword attacks pierced into the throats of two strong men like lightning.
"He is the master!"
"We don't fit in!"
Drogba and Pierce's faces changed color as they sensed the strength of their opponents.
……
"Ready ... . shoot!"
Brook's still calm. He swung his sword forward and ordered. As his voice rang out in the air, the sound of the bowstring trembled. The arrows screamed as they covered all the sounds around and pierced through the eardrums of the people. Like locusts flying towards plants, they flew towards the black flood like enemies.
In an instant, the black armored cavalry fell like plants under a scythe as they whined.
This is a battle, a war!
Cruel and merciless.
As the arrow fell, blood spurted into the sky. Screams immediately echoed in the sky.
The peers who were charging beside a haughty man shouted as he fell from the horse. He was instantly trampled into flesh by the people behind him and lost his breath.
Under the full coverage of the arrows, each haughty had to kick their horse with spurs in their iron boots to make the horse sweat charging a little faster. They had to approach the Chambord archers in no time! They tilted their bodies forward to try to minimize their exposed bodies as they prayed to the gods and hoped that they would not be shot by arrows descending from the sky. No one could avoid this level of range of arrows, and except for the kings who were protected by powerful warriors and high-ranking military officials, he said, only lucky and strong warriors could survive through this.
Fortunately, they could already see their enemies who were on a small hill about two hundred meters away.
There were only a hundred of them, and they formed a defensive formation. Looking from afar, they looked like a group of helpless scarecrows. This scene of weakness and helplessness stimulates testosterone inside every conceited. Each of them believed that they could step on their weak opponents into meat paste after a single strike! They also believed that they could immediately enter the Chambord Castle like a storm to kill, light things burning, raping any woman, raping any woman, and take valuables and possessions to make their lives more meaningful.
They are getting closer and closer ……
There were only about fifty meters between the two groups.
The black armored cavalier who had great eyesight could already see the terrified expressions on the faces of the military officers and their trembling legs as no one was allowed to retreat. This scene stimulated the demons in their blood even more! Each of them roared as they whipped their horses to make them run faster. They swung the weapons in their hands as they hoped their weapons would behead their enemies.
Only the knight had a scarred face while the silver warrior energy that enveloped him with his horse frowned slightly. He finally felt something strange using his instincts.
"Wait, there must be a trap ..." Many thoughts flashed across the scarred knight's face. He suddenly thought of something as he smelled this scent more in the air.
However, it's too late.
Bang out! Bang out! Bang out!
A series of bowstring vibrating sounds rang out at this moment.
The scar-faced knight looked up, and his disciple contracted as he saw the twenty magic arrows lit up. Like twenty meters away, they ran into this "black flood" with burning flames.
The next second, the incredible happened –
The explosion! The ground started burning too
That's right, the whole ground is burning.
The dried grass that was about half a meter tall instantly turned into flames from the hell that was there to take the lives of these cavalry. Like an erupting volcano, a yellowish-red flame appeared on the ground and licked the unforgiving explorers. A nose-piercing smell and black smoke were everywhere, and the flames quickly spread out and lit up an area of a one kilometer radius in just forty seconds as if it was alive. Almost every conceited being trapped inside this burning fire from hell.
The Grim Reaper appeared without a sign.
The flames mercilessly swallowed everything.
Many people who laughed out loud and swung their weapons turned into firemen who shouted and struggled. They all dropped weapons and slapped flames on their bodies as they tried to extinguish them. However, the flames consumed their bodies as if they were the most passionate lovers on the continent. Soon, these people were killed in flames one by one.
This scene was so majestic and terrifying that it seemed comparable to the forbidden fire spell in the legends.
However, the scar-faced knight clearly knew that this was not a forbidden spell.
Twenty fire arrows contained waves of fire elements that he was very familiar with. He knew that they were the simplest and easiest to make fire magic arrows. There is only one reason why the whole field lit – in this field where the grass is about half a meter high, there was a ton of catalyst for the fire planted here before. These fire catalysts have a peculiar smell, and this particular mineral can turn sparks into flames in a matter of seconds. That was the source of the smell in the air, and this was the reason why the scar-faced knight was agitated, and this was the reason the flames spread so quickly.
Not sure when, but the wind suddenly started blowing.
With the help of the wind, the fire got bigger and stronger! Smoke soared into the sky, and screams and whimpers echoed in the field. Man on fire ..... horse on fire .... there is fire everywhere!
The scar-faced cavalier released all of his warrior energy and kept the blazing fire three meters away from him.
“Everything, listen! Don't dream, the cost! The charge! Strike out of this sea of fire! There's a river ahead! ”
The scar-faced knight leader roared furiously as he ordered the haughty ones to come forward. The only way to survive was to escape from this fire as soon as possible! Because the wind was blowing from the north, the field fifty meters away from them where their enemies stood was not on fire. The Cavaliers all knew that as long as they attacked their enemy's defensive line, they could escape their worst nightmare.
"Take it, kill all those fucking people from Chambord!"
This was the only thought in the mind of the raging scar-faced knight