Chapter 67: Gambling on the National Destiny (6)

"Look!" A black hat soldier pointed at the guards over there and shouted, "Do you see it?"

A bright ball of light suspended in the air is so dazzling that it is difficult to ignore its existence.

"That seems to be a blessing from the monks, right?"

"The Guards are in big trouble."

"happy."

Many Black Hat soldiers laughed in glee. The Guards were friendly forces, but they were also competitors. Seeing this scene, how could anyone not laugh?
But when the ball of light fell on the Guards, not only the Night Watch Guards, but also the Black Hats' smiles fell silent.

Victor stood there, staring with wide eyes at the retreating night guards.

The holy light bathing the guards seemed to be very close at hand. Coleman felt a surge of anger rushing to his head. He shouted at the other side: "Hey, they cheated, blatantly cheated!"

"Is there anyone here to take care of this? The Guards cheated, and the sons born from cheating are not good-looking."

"Your Majesty, I am reporting this. The Royal Guards are cheating."

No matter how noisy the Black Hats were, the blessed and strengthened Guards were like a tiger with wings. They reversed their previous decline and began to attack the Night Watch Guards.

"What should we do?" Seeing that no one paid attention to them, Coleman asked Victor.

Victor gritted his teeth and said, "What else can we do? We must defeat the central army first. We must not be slower than the guards!"

Putting aside the fact that the Black Caps had stepped up their attack, Quincy jolted his horse and ran to Bonard's side.

"what happened?"

Facing Quincy's stern question, even though he looked down on this lowly militia captain, Bonard could only smile awkwardly and said, "I originally wanted to bless the night guards, but I didn't expect them to retreat so quickly."

Bonard had not been entirely truthful; he had made a mistake about the lead time, but not by that much.

If Sissi hadn't hidden in his arms out of fear, at least half of the night watch guards would have been blessed.

But thinking about the warmth in his arms and the fragrance at the tip of his nose, Bonard felt that this was a mistake.

value!
Quincy glanced at Bonard and Sissi with hatred, and without saying anything more, he called up the remaining armored soldiers and rushed towards the battlefield.

Now, on the steep and dangerous pass of Xiaonigou, which is 100 meters long and 10 meters high, hundreds of elite soldiers with ten horses are charging back and forth.

Waves of blood swirled, cries of killing filled the air, and spears swept back and forth like waves.

On this vast battlefield, Horn's original revolving door tactics have turned into double-door tactics.

The left wing defeated the enemy and flanked the central army, while the right wing defeated the enemy and suppressed its retreat. Facing the black-hat army that was as powerful as a mountain torrent, the serf soldiers in the central army struggled to hold on.

If they had not been huddled together and unable to escape, and had not had the armored sergeants supervising them behind them, they would probably have fled like the left wing.

The tragic scene was too tragic for Quincy to bear to look at, and the soldiers' murmurs were even more unbearable for him to hear.

At this point, Quincy still couldn't understand. This was not a fake fight, they were clearly fighting for real.

This man spent the whole day hunting geese, but ended up getting pecked in the butt by a goose.

"Let's go support Pico and the others."

Quincy whipped the whip hard in the air and pointed forward with his bloodshot red eyes.

"I will not stop until we have invaded the Gulag Monastery! I will not take a penny of the spoils of this battle!"

Hearing this, the armored soldiers' eyes all lit up. They shouted and formed a tight and orderly formation.

As the iron rings of their chain mail rubbed against each other, the soldiers' expressions became increasingly ferocious, and they rushed towards the night watch guards, as if those people were walking gold coins.

In Quincy's opinion, the serf soldiers in the middle could not play any role.

As long as this powerful army that is on par with the Night Guards is defeated, the remaining black-hatted serf soldiers will collapse on their own.

This is the valuable experience they gained after suppressing many secret parties, bandits and mobs.

Most of the time, only the core group of people are capable of fighting, and the rest seem to be numerous, but most of the time they are just cheerleaders.

Riding on a dovetail horse, Quincy lowered his body, the strong wind whistled past his ears, and the scenery on both sides quickly receded.

He covered the ten-meter distance in just five breaths, and his horsemanship was unparalleled.

The armored soldiers beside him were indeed elite soldiers. They were only one body length behind him and were still charging after him.

It felt just like the knights facing the Flesh and Blood King's army that was coming in like a tide.

near, near.

The blurred army formation in the distance became clearer and clearer, and Quincy could already see the red crosses on the night watch guards' robes. Hmm, why did the cross turn white? Not only did it turn white, Quincy felt that everything in front of him was occupied by a dazzling white light.

The tingling sensation made Quincy close his eyes involuntarily, but then he felt as if his body was in a state of weightlessness.

The moment he opened his eyes again, the mud was right in front of him, and he could even see maggots crawling on the ground.

"Eh~Eh~"

The black horse let out a mournful cry, its body stiffened, and pink blood foam came out of its mouth.

Its paralyzed body fell heavily to one side and slid more than two meters on the ground before stopping.

Covering his broken tooth, Quincy burst into tears.

Fortunately, the horse was not going very fast, and even though it landed head first, it did not suffer any serious injuries.

"You goat..."

Just as he raised his head and was about to yell, he swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach.

With a sharp whistle, a battle flag jumped out from the bushes, and on top of the flag was a holy grail shining with golden light.

The radiance of the Holy Grail illuminated the girl shrouded in electric snakes before everyone.

Jeanne wore an inverted mountain-shaped white hat with a forehead protector that covered her tied-up blonde hair, and an inverted V-shaped mask on her face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

She wore a leather tunic and a linen shirt, a short sword at her waist, and all the skin exposed to the air was wrapped in linen bandages.

All of this was Gilo's work, and the purpose was to prevent interference from the holy water.

As a demon hunter, Jiluoko knows too well how the church and demon hunters will deal with witches.

At this moment, the four-meter-long battle flag in her hand was wrapped into the shape of a gun head and was rushing towards Quincy.

"Yeah! It's a witch, retreat quickly!"

"Go and call Brother Bonard!"

Quincy's wailing stopped instantly. He rolled and crawled under the crotches of the armored soldiers and hid behind them.

Seeing the witch appear, the armored soldiers immediately stopped running.

In a dazzling moment, the vertical formation was transformed into a 4X5 square formation. They took out the iron-clad oak round shields from their backs and held them against their chests.

The five round shields were connected, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a long wall of round shields. Five armed swords extended from the top of the shield wall, pointing at Jeanne.

This is the shield wall tactic commonly used by armored soldiers. They know that the most taboo against dealing with witches is to disperse the formation, otherwise they will be easily defeated one by one.

Behind them, the leather-armored soldiers in the second row took out their grappling spears, and the soldiers in the third row threw out holy water grenades, forming a fog wall of holy water in front of them.

This is to reduce the power of spells in situations where there is a witch with long-range casting ability.

In front of the fog wall, Jeanna's charge paused.

She squinted her eyes, and even though the mask was blocking her eyes, she could still feel the stinging sensation in her eyeballs.

"Buzz-"

Before Jeanna could break through the fog wall, five flying axes rushed out from the fog with a whistling sound that cut through the air and attacked Jeanna.

Among the five flying axes, two could not hit Jeanna, and Jeanna caught two of them with her battle flag, while the other one flew straight towards Jeanna's forehead.

"careful!"

Danji thrust out his sword and knocked the flying axe away.

Pulling Jeanna back two steps, Danji frowned and said, "You rushed too fast. They are not those night guards."

Although her face under the mask was still a little scared, Jeanna still said stubbornly: "It was just an accident."

Having said this, Jeanne obediently changed to a cautious gun-holding posture, waiting for the fog wall to dissipate slightly.

Jeanne and Dange were confronting the armored soldiers, and Bonnard apologized to Sissi the moment he saw Jeanne and ran over there.

Even Sissi's crying was useless.

The appearance of a witch is a big deal. Bonard's big head once again controls the small head.

Looking at Bonard's departing back, Sissi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and stroked the long steel thorns hidden in the feather fan. A rare look of hesitation appeared on her face.

(End of this chapter)