Chapter 364 The Long Night (5)

The warlocks took advantage of the short-term safety and got busy again. The bases of the dimensional cannons were quickly built, and a Taiwan Mouse Trin was briefly calibrated and then lifted to the ground.

Due to the backwardness of human warfare, some of Iket's new products have no use at all.

For example, the anti-submarine bombs it had concocted a few days ago, human ships would not hide under the water like dwarf ships, and they would not even drive underwater beasts like elves.

Humans do not have air cavalry, at least there are no organized air cavalry in this city. Fighting with humans is much safer than fighting with elves or dwarves. They will only fight on the ground.

Ict's latest product, the warpstone anti-aircraft cannon, is still hidden underground.

This was a good thing, because Ictor didn't have to worry about being targeted by dragons or other random winged creatures.

It is impossible for humans to break through the rat tide from the ground. They are safe in the hinterland of the rat colony.

perhaps

"My friends! My brothers and sisters!

The time for devotion has come!

For Talabheim, for the Empire, and for all those who believe in us, charge! Charge the enemy!

Red Shield Knights! charge! "

The knight's speech was in vain at this time, because every human standing here was already prepared to die.

They cannot count on the war weapons that scholars have not yet perfected, nor can they huddle in a corner like civilians, waiting for the army to rescue them.

They are the army, they are the defenders of law and imperial order, and they are the personal guards of the Elector of Talabek.

The silent warriors have no horses to rely on. The horses will be frightened on the road ahead. The enemy's weapons are much more exaggerated than guns and cannons. Only humans can restrain their desire for survival. Only humans can defeat panic. Ordinary beasts are at this time. Can not be trusted.

Moreover, the terrain in the city is not suitable for galloping war horses.

A few knights from the inner ring climbed onto the saddles of the demi-gryphons. These bloodthirsty chaotic beasts were not afraid of pain and would explode with ferocity once they were at a disadvantage. This was a good thing.

Although their desperate struggle will lead the knights to death, everyone is approaching death at this time, they are just a little faster.

These warriors who spent their whole lives honing their martial arts were the first to break out of the darkness and break out along the northern streets. They had to go around to the back of the enemy's position and destroy the evil creatures that were spraying green light.

Unfortunately, the sheer number of enemies meant that they had to circle the outer circle to achieve their goal, and the city hall was surrounded by these weird-looking beastmen in the middle.

Scattered dismounted knights followed closely behind the knights in the inner ring. The firepower erupted in front of the fortress scared off the strange beastmen, which made their breakout extremely easy.

When they were far away from the firelight in the tower, a pair of blood-red eyes were exposed in front of the knights.

The upright rats, carrying a disgusting stench, rushed towards the warriors in groups. No one knew where they got the courage. The red shield knights used long swords to cut the flesh of those who stood in the way, and used cavalry staffs to hammer their flesh. The bones and spears drove back waves of rodents, and the airtight formation between the knights blocked all monsters that tried to get behind them.

Their crude rusty iron cannot penetrate the warriors' plate armor, and they have no weaponry skills comparable to those of the knights.

The knight's shield made of steel was dented in the endless bloody battle, and the sharp sword blade was curled by the constant force. Fortunately, every knight was equipped with several swords, which they used to hunt vampires. The silver sword was still intact, and the purifying rune sword used to fight demons was also unsheathed.

If the blade of the sword is broken, just replace it with a new one.

The battle group of nearly a hundred people seemed like an insurmountable chasm, pushing back the tide of rats that kept rushing towards them.

The demi-griffon knight passed through the street first, and the beast used its claws to leave mutilated corpses on the ground. The knight's spear relieved the pressure on the companions behind, and even the green light that emerged under the night was rushing. Towards them, rather than the rear walking outer ring with recruits.

The Inner Circle Knights of the Empire may not be as powerful as the god-blessed warriors of Bretonnia, but they have the same outstanding will and skill.

The dark green rays scorched the flesh of the demi-gryphon, and the beast unexpectedly fell into a bloodthirsty frenzy. The knight's armor was continuously hit by particles containing radiation, and the strong heat roasted the humans in the armor. The sting from the collision licked their bodies over and over again.

But they have tasted the pain of having a sword penetrate their flesh.

The dwarves' craftsmanship withstood the test as always. The warpstone particles only caused them to deform, and the situation was not too bad.

The storm-like baptism made every advance a torture, but as long as they still had the ability to fight, the weather-beaten veterans could continue to move forward.

Several rays of more intense green light crashed into the warriors with invincible momentum. Relying on their anticipation of the crisis, most of the warriors avoided the unexpected sniper attack.

A half-griffon knight reacted a beat too slowly. The hastily raised long shield failed to save his life. The steel on his body was easily torn by armor-piercing bullets, just like the brittle red shield.

The beast that lost its master did not stop its madness. It was still rampaging on the streets, and it did not stop until it was hit head-on by a sphere emitting rich green smoke.

The green liquid spilled by the ball corroded the beast's fur and engulfed its flesh and blood. It was covered in dirty blood and knocked away groups of rodents until its bones whined under the load, and its broken torso was filled with unwillingness. The beast disappeared into the sea of ​​rats, turning into a pile of bones in the blink of an eye.

At another fork in the road, the demi-griffon knights scattered. They were originally baits, and now each bait can only live its own destiny.

If the death of five more experienced warriors can lead to a successful surprise attack and counterattack, it will be worth it.

At this time, a champion may not be able to kill a few more mice than an ordinary knight. Their sword-swinging movements and killing efficiency are not much better than those of rookies. Who doesn't slash the enemy with the blade?

When meeting Maul, every knight of the inner circle can proudly declare to him that they have performed a fatal mission that only they are capable of, and they deserve to enjoy eternal tranquility in the tranquil garden.

Of course, the premise is that they can see Maul instead of having his body desecrated by the undead and raising their swords against their former comrades.

Peace after death is more valuable than gold and silver. Who can guarantee that peace will come true? All a warrior can do is do his best and not worry about what happens after death.

The advancement of the outer ring and the new knights was proceeding smoothly under cover, and countless rats had died under their swords.