HAIL THE KING !
Chaptre 47. Blood Rain
The soldiers gasps, the screams of the wounded, the shouts of the officers, the sound of metal colliding and breaking …… these sounds that usually cause the cold of the bones of the people join together under the defensive walls and form a deadly symphony.
Cheers came from the defensive wall; it was too difficult to resist.
All their fears and worries turned into loud cheers.
The god-like axe attack struck the formation of the spear-shielding tower, but it also hit the heart of everyone on the wall. It was like a torch fire in the darkness; it gave them hope and ignited their blood and soul.
On the defensive wall, everyone knew who the ax belonged to. Everyone knew whose face was under that helmet, as everyone had watched the young and brave king slide down the defensive wall and stand in front of those people. His back faced his followers as he faced the most ruthless enemies.
Everyone on the wall was crying. They shouted, jumped, and threw their hands into the air wildly, as if they could empower the brave men who attacked the enemy and fought alongside their king.
On the other side of the Zuli River.
The silver-masked knight felt gloomy. His attitude of watching a good show confidently disappeared. His expression was like knowing that he was biting a hard rock and biting his teeth after biting a delicious piece of meat.
After the axe was thrown, his heart beat faster and he knew something was wrong.
The tower shield formation that he was proud of did not even hold for a second, and was crushed open by the enemy. Their ease to fill the formation was a huge slap to his face.
The powerful force the ax carried made him feel threatened for the first time. This should not be the strength of any man. There were no energy waves, so what kind of power was that?
“Black knights, lower my command, leave the chaotic front formation and turn into [Locked Formation]; be sure to envelop them. Attach dragon spear and keep distance, do not fight carelessly ... ”.
The silver masked knight calmed himself down quickly and showed proper adaptability and carried out other plans.
His eyes were not deceived. He could tell that the twenty ish 'death squad' was not a star warrior, but just an ordinary man who had a lot of physical strength. As the battle continued, they would eventually get tired and it would be easy to kill them.
However, the silver masked knight did not want to wait any longer. Although he was trained to be calm in any situation and was taught many techniques to command troops and read people's minds, after losing successively in battles against enemies like ants, he said, he felt ashamed. He decided not to wait any longer and destroyed the enemy with the most powerful method he had and conquered Chambord Castle at once.
After he thought about it for a while, he spoke coldly while biting his teeth, "Tell the Landes three-star warriors to stop protecting the trebuchet and join the other tower guard forces to eliminate those immediately..... Get the rest of the troops prepared; start the siege immediately after that! "
After the silver-masked knights thought about the two orders and made sure that they covered everything, he waved the horses and the black knights rushed over to relay the orders.
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On the bridge, the fighting continued.
Using the mighty power of a level 12 Barbarian, Fei smashed his way into the formation. Twenty-two strong people followed him closely; together, they were like peerless blades that pierced through the hearts of enemies.
Pierce and Drogba were right behind Fei. Both of them were the strongest people in Chambord; the hammer and axe of war slammed and crashed into the enemy with immense force. The enemy shield tower was killed when the weapon hit them and was wounded when the weapon touched them; nothing could stop them.
On the thin bridge, red blood adorned everything. Wherever the 'death squads' went turned chaotic.
Due to the terrain restrictions, although there were more enemies, they were unable to properly surround Fei and the strongman. The width of the bridge can only accommodate about fifteen people, so their amount of profit cannot be utilized and they have drawbacks.
In that chaos, an enemy officer who was approaching a one-star warrior saw that the one who gave the Tower's shield formation a deadly punch had no more weapons. He was very excited; he thought the Goddess of Fortune had blessed him. He picked up the half-broken dragon spear and secretly used the rare energy he had to give Fei when he thought the Fei guard was falling.
Although his spear was half broken, it weighed about fifty to sixty pounds. With a ton of momentum and energy from a warrior that was nearly a star, the tip of the spear shone like a bloodthirsty light; it aimed at Fei's heart.
"Go to hell!"
The enemy officer laughed as if he had already seen the opponent's blood coming out of his chest as his heart was pierced. Without a doubt, if he could kill such a powerful person, it would be a great military honor and he would soon be promoted to a higher rank.
But –
The smile of the officer froze on his face.
It immediately turned into a pale deformed face that experienced a lot of pain and fear.
The man without the weapon did not panic at all after seeing the sneak attack. Instead, a sly and arrogant smile could be seen under the faceplate of the man. He grabbed his hand into the air; after a flash of white light, like magic, another huge axe appeared in his hand out of nowhere! "
"Tink!"
Frontal cutting.
The axe accurately cut off the cutting edge. After the sparks from the colliding metal faded away, the blade of the axe turned into a thin white line in the attendant's eyes. Like a sharp blade cutting through a soft milk cake, the axe separated the iron spear into two. With momentum remaining, the axe also pierced through his body.
He felt cold ……
Dragon spear, the officer ……
The axe passed them both easily. After a short pause, the two of them separated into two halves.
There was no way that blood could stop.
The man's bright red internal organs, his limbs covered his white bones, and the hot dragon spear fell everywhere.
The blood in the air touched the broken spear, which was still heated due to the high friction from the collision. It turned into a cloud of bloody steam. More blood spilled onto the spear, and the resulting steam almost filled the environment of the corpse. The air was completely red and it smelled horrible.