Chapter 234 Queen, but poster girl
The team was gathering quickly. They had carried out similar operations too many times before, and the rhythm of the battle was completely embedded in their physical instincts.

The great knights of Star Dragon City were the first to seize the high ground, and the ordinary soldiers of the entire Mountain Troll Castle were stunned by the sudden attack.

The volcanic bird and the suddenly out-of-control scavengers took on the function of harassment, trying to stain this golden wedding with blood.

Lord Baya had noticed the riot before it broke out, and when he knew that Linde was most likely the person in the prophecy, he became even more frightened.

Whispering Woman did not reveal anything about Lord Baya's future, but that does not mean that Lord Baya is a fool. If she had not actively harassed and attacked, Lind would probably have really followed the Queen's call and become one of his spears.

Everything is based on the premise that there is no conflict of interest between the two parties.

Now there is a conflict.

"Protect Her Majesty the Queen!" Lord Baya had a very good brain. He immediately thought of diverting the conflict. Only Whispering Woman and himself knew the specific reason, so as long as he transferred the possible threat brought by Linde to Rania, he could get out of it smoothly.

Although the knights in the market were confused, they still drew their weapons.

They had no combat discipline and were in a mess, but the strength of the Great Knights was not fake. Dozens of Great Knights formed a team in this mountain goblin castle, which was enough to deal with all problems.

everything!
Raniya, who was preparing for the wedding, looked puzzled. She had just talked about Lind with Lord Baya, and then the other party's face changed.

She was forcibly "protected" by the knights trusted by Lord Baia, and was pushed back continuously.

The Royal Guards, who had sensed something was wrong, tried to squeeze in, but their numbers were too small to successfully break through the defensive shield wall of the Market Knights.

"Protect Her Majesty Queen Rania!" Lord Baya continued to shout at the top of his lungs.

Upon hearing this, the Royal Guards subconsciously drew their weapons and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Market Knights. Since they couldn't rush in, they believed that Her Majesty the Queen's safety would not be a problem.

The most important reason is that they cannot squeeze in, so all they can do is stay here and prevent the enemy from approaching.

The volcanic bird in the sky launched an attack, and the knights fought back with javelins and bows and arrows.

A javelin successfully pierced through the monster bird's bald head. The monster bird stopped flapping its bald wings and fell to the ground.

There will always be someone who succeeds, but there are also people who panic under the attack of the monster bird. The helmet of a market knight was roughly pulled off by the monster bird, and a scarlet blood mark was torn on his face, which meant that this big melee had just begun.

"I knew those things were wrong!" A market knight swung his arms viciously. When the scavengers also rushed over from the ground, the attacks from both directions and the uncoordinated attacks from his companions made him panic for a while.

People started getting hurt, and what was worse was that they didn't see the soldiers wearing Land Infantry armor appear.

The scavenger's bloated belly was cut open like a broken sack, and the strange digested liquid splashed all over the market knight.

"Ugh!" He retched. "Did these bastards grow up in dirty water? Damn, I accidentally swallowed a mouthful! Don't pierce these bastards' stomachs again!"

The Grand Knights gradually stabilized their defensive rhythm and were able to launch counterattacks occasionally. Among them, the Grand Knights from the Royal Guards were the best.

But no matter whether it was the "Lord Knight" casually conferred by Lord Baya or the Royal Guards of the Third Legion of the Dead, they all seemed very confused when facing this attack. They didn't know why the war came, and they didn't know where the enemy was entrenched.

It was as if an invisible shadow had enveloped the entire Troll Castle, and all that could be heard was the screams coming from afar.

Finally, under the "command" of Lord Baya, the knights successfully killed off the scavengers and volcanic birds. The smelly and twisted corpses of the disaster were everywhere, emitting a disgusting stench that made people feel uneasy from the bottom of their hearts.

Lord Baya was very satisfied with the victory. No matter where Lind was hiding, he would eventually retreat in disgrace when facing his own side with greater numbers.

"Find these ungrateful bastards first!" Lord Baya shouted loudly, "Today is the wedding of Her Majesty the Queen and I, but the traitor Linde, who was invited, turned his sword against us. I thought the people who came to greet us were friends, but they turned out to be wild dogs in disguise. Our blood must not be shed in vain! Forward!"

The voice of Lord Baya caused roars. War was the best way to stimulate human emotions. The murderous aura made the blood hotter and hotter, causing the knights of the vegetable market to forget many important links.

For example, Lind had clearly been having a pleasant conversation with Lord Baya before, so why did he leave without saying a word and then suddenly take action?

For example, how did Lord Baiya know that there was something wrong with Linde? It was as if there was some kind of tacit understanding between the two.

In an instant, the two abandoned peace and chose to go to war at the same time.

Everyone was holding back their energy. They strode over the corpses, searching for any golden figures that might appear in any corner.

……

"My lord, we have completely taken control of the defense of the walls of the Troll Castle." Pym stood in front of Lind.

Rather than confronting the great knights in the distance head-on, Lind had to seize the terrain advantage first, and the progress of eliminating the archers high up in the Troll Castle was faster than expected.

"Pier, lead the Secret Pattern Envoys to attack from the small path. Mainly use sneak attacks, don't fight to the death!"

"Yes, sir!" Pierre nodded in obedience, then led a small number of sentinels into the darkness.

"Pim, I need you to lead the knights from the left wing," he gestured on the table. The sentinels had already roughly determined the internal construction conditions of the Troll's Castle at the first opportunity, and the entire process of capturing the city wall was also a process of map drawing.

"You will bear the greatest attack, look for the young man who is not afraid of death."

"None of us is afraid of death!" Pym grunted.

"I know, but I need you to resist the attacks of those big knights. You must attract them to the gourd alley area on the left."

Linder drummed his fingers on the table.

"The shooter then fired at this position. There was no cover at this position. Whether we could close the gap in numbers between the enemy and us depended on how many enemies we could kill at this position."

"Archers don't need commanders. Remember to use those powerful arrows! As for the attack on the right wing, I will lead the attack!"

Lind's orders were decisive and straightforward, and did not allow for any questioning.

No one dared to question Lind's orders, and everyone could hear the anger in Lind's chest.

"I heard you, let's take action!" Lind shouted angrily, "I'm going to chop off that bastard's head!"

The sentinels formed by the Secret Rune Messengers have a great advantage in stealth. They shuttle quickly in the dark shadows of the Mountain Troll's Castle, but are too stingy to leave even the slightest sound of their footsteps. Only the dust they occasionally raise will remind people that they have arrived.

The archer grabbed the volcanic bird's thick feet, climbed onto the roof easily, and hid his body in the planned position.

Lind rode on the back of the Calamity Warhorse. The right wing of the attack was towards an open area, with enough distance for the warhorse to run at full speed. Behind him followed five experts in cavalry warfare. They stared at the front like bloodthirsty lions, waiting for the opportunity to pounce on their prey.

Lord Baya's troops moved slowly. After walking for a distance, he realized something was wrong. The soldiers of the Troll Castle had lost contact!

Such a big thing happened but there was no response, which means they have most likely lost reinforcements.

It seems that what Lind and his team did was definitely not as simple as just letting those disaster monsters launch a sneak attack. Unfortunately, they reacted too slowly and it was already too late.

The alleys that they used to travel through normally suddenly became dark and depressing. The long and narrow path where no sunlight could reach was like the winding and twisted esophagus of a huge monster, waiting for them to approach. Some people even felt an illusory stench coming from their noses.

Something is approaching.

A sharp long blade pierced the neck of the market knight in front, and then was quickly retracted.

Blood gushed out from the punctured hole in the neck, and the knight's voice was swallowed by the blood, and he could not utter a single word.

Because of his tall stature and the dark environment, no one noticed that a man was half-crouching and using his body to support the knight of the vegetable market to prevent him from suddenly falling.

The attack of the Secret Mark Messenger will result in his own exposure.

However, as long as he is not exposed, after a short period of rest and reorganization, the figure of the Secret Pattern Messenger will disappear again.

"What's wrong with you?" The big knight at the side noticed that something was wrong with his companion, so he raised his hand and patted him.

With a loud thud, the knight fell to the ground.

died!

Who did it and when?
Ghosts or demons? Since Lind and his group can control disasters, it shouldn't be difficult for them to control demons.

Someone immediately approached and turned the body over, and discovered a wound on the throat.

"Someone can hide himself, everyone be careful!"

"Damn it!"

"What the hell!"

The chaotic cursing started again.

"Should we continue to move forward?"

"Forward!" Lord Baya spoke, standing at the back of the team. "This is all they have. If they really had the ability to hurt us, they would have come out long ago! This is the Troll Castle, our own territory. Are we going to be scared by them and run away?"

There was nothing else to say. Where could they run to? The impregnable mountain demon castle had already been breached by the enemy.

Attacking is not an option, but there is no other way.

"But sir, we can't see those enemies! So far, we haven't seen a single one!" Not everyone is willing to fight for Lord Baya.

The characteristics of the Market Knights are just like their title. They can come in a chaotic manner and shout when they have the upper hand, but as soon as there is danger, they will scatter at the first moment.

"Attack!" Lord Baia shouted, "All the Royal Guards, for His Majesty Rania!"

A relationship tied together only by the simplest interests was too easy to break, so he could only turn his attention to the minority cavalry of the Third Legion.

But the cavalry did not want to take action because Her Majesty the Queen was not here and she was "protected" somewhere else.

"I say, attack!" He lost his patience as his orders fell on deaf ears.

The queen was in his hands, and the cavalrymen also understood the meaning of his words, and their faces turned a little ugly. This was obviously different from what they had imagined, but the loyal cavalrymen had no choice.

Lord Baya was very confident in his own strength. They had an absolute advantage in numbers. With Lind's dozens of soldiers, even if it was a one-to-one exchange, he still had an absolute advantage.

Lind's first attempt at attacking the monster birds and hounds failed, which further strengthened Lord Baya's confidence. The ground suddenly began to tremble, and the orderly stomping forward was like thunder.

The force was transmitted to the boots, like a small hammer hitting their heels, transmitting the numbing sensation along the bones to the brain.

"Finally here!" Lord Baya looked at the Rand infantrymen carrying shields. Instead of panicking, he was surprised.

Seeing the enemy, the complaining market knights also regrouped.

They have the advantage in numbers, and now it's their turn to tear the enemy apart.

The two teams collided, and the noisy sound drowned out everything else.

Hundreds of great knights collided head-on. The hard brick and stone ground became like a carpet under the chaotic footsteps and wrinkles were easily formed.

The toes easily dug out large holes, and the storm caused by the impact danced wildly, disrupting the airflow above the head.

Lord Baya's party won after the first collision. They easily knocked over the opposing knights and watched them flying and tumbling like fallen leaves in the storm.

The Rand infantry retreated in a defensive posture. It was impossible to annihilate them all at once, but as long as we caught up with them, we could slowly get rid of them.

The further they retreated, the narrower the road became.

The long and narrow alley split the team. The knights of the vegetable market were like an infinitely soft ball, forcing themselves to be soft and squeezed into a tube.

After being caught up, the Land infantrymen raised their shields and did not continue to flee.

The knights from the vegetable market who squeezed in first were a little confused, but since the enemy didn't run away, they attacked!
A sharp arrow tore through the wind and pierced the arm of a large knight.

This arrow was like a signal. The sky was suddenly covered with a messy rain of arrows, which surged in from the roof like a wave and covered every corner.

Step back... Behind you are your companions who are pushing forward, and the sound from the front cannot be transmitted to the back.

The person in front wants to retreat, but the person behind is pushing forward.

The only option left was to charge forward, kill the Rand infantrymen blocking the way, and force their way out.

But these arrows were unusual, with all kinds of strange abilities, such as explosion, flame, and some were tied with oil bottles. The attack suddenly turned into a firestorm, evenly covering the armor of the market knights with oil stains and flames, and then drilling into the gaps in the armor, gnawing at their flesh and blood.

The bows and arrows of the archers above seemed endless.

Even if there were knights from the market who managed to rush to the front of the infantry formation, they would have already been seriously injured. What awaited them were only the soldiers standing up from behind their shields and the other side's one-handed swords wielded with cold eyes.

"Ambush?" Lord Baya had an unpleasant expression on his face. This was his castle, and he remembered that there should be a small army stationed in this area.

The howling in front finally dissuaded the knights behind from rushing forward, as if that was not an alley but a demon's mouth that devoured lives.

The team became completely disorganized.

"Thump, thump!" The sound of light horse hooves came from behind.

Lord Baya felt a growing sense of uneasiness in his heart, and he turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Linde, holding a flaming sword in one hand, was looking at him. There were several knights behind him, and beside him were two figures wrapped in black flames.

The flames would illuminate everything around them, but the two black figures swallowed up all the light.

The third wave of offensive was launched, and the target was Lind.

The speed of the Calamity Horse was like a human-shaped meteor, and the rolling heat became hotter as Lind got closer and closer. The oppressive feeling hit the face of Lord Bayar like a heavy hammer.

At this moment, Lord Baya thought a lot.

There is no doubt that he saved the territory because of his decisive action in launching a surprise attack when the Mountain Troll Duke went crazy.

But power is too attractive, no one can resist the temptation, and Baiya never thinks he has done anything wrong.

He was once a knight who was not afraid of war.

His pupils reflected Linde's figure getting closer and closer. He seemed to hear the wail of the collision between the sword blade and the armor again, and the strong vibration from the hilt to the base of the palm made his blood boil.

He seemed to hear the sound of bones being smashed.

Finally, everything went dark before his eyes, and only gold remained in his vision.

Lind did not shout to stop the war, because he had long seen that Lord Baya had almost no control over this group of market knights, and Lord Baya's death could not restrain anyone.

Fighting makes people angry and hot-blooded, and they cannot stop by shouting.

The only way a war can end is if one side wins and the other loses.

The galloping disaster horse did not stop. It carried Lind and rushed into the big knights. The flaming sword chopped off heads one by one. The combination of speed and burst made this charge unmatched.

The Black Fire Brothers transformed into black flames and shuttled through the crowd. Whenever weapons fell on them, they would turn into a ball of black flame that could not be hit, making the sword hit nothing.

The fighting finally stopped. Someone woke up from the fighting and subconsciously squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

Lind did not explain anything to these people, but treated them like prisoners. Their weapons and armor were confiscated and they were lined up together.

The cruel treatment of their companions and the injuries on their bodies made them realize very clearly how terrifying the team before them was.

The scorching hot wind was still washing the knights' cheeks, but their hearts were extremely cold. From the battle just now, they had already realized what the lord meant.

Lind didn't care about the life or death of the market knights, and he didn't even think of recruiting them for his own use.

Indeed, Lind wanted to be able to breed his own soldiers. He controlled an underground disaster breeding farm and had his own pharmacist potion production line. The Great Knight would be the most basic combat unit in the future.

Since it is the most basic, there is no need to force an olive branch. If they raise their weapons against me, I will kill them first.

Linde's experience at the snakeman outpost made him vent his anger on the mountain goblin castle.

Fortunately, Lind's emotions have stabilized by now.

He rushed back to the wedding scene, and the old pastor was trembling.

Several great knights from the market were "protecting" Queen Rania. They seemed to have no idea of ​​the current situation and were a little confused when they saw Lind coming back. It was not until they saw their colleagues coming back as prisoners that they obediently dropped their weapons.

Threatening with the Queen? Who knows if Lind is familiar with the Queen? And from what Baiya said, he seems to be here to kill the Queen? Then the Queen is even less worthy of being used as a threat.

Linde dismounted and strode towards Rania Hedwin. This should be the first time the two sides met face to face since the other ascended the throne.

Raniya's eyes fell on the flaming greatsword in Lind's hand, watching the sword lose its flame, revealing its broken form.

The flames went out, leaving only high temperature and bursts of white smoke.

Lind's armor was splattered with blood, but he was not injured at all. It was a complete victory.

"Have you mastered that kind of power?" Rania had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, such as why Linde suddenly took action in the Troll Castle.

But she also knew that Lind definitely did not come here to kill her.

The "hatred" between them is more like past embarrassment.

"You resisted the temptation." Linde looked at Raniya. In the third year since the magic ring was broken, Raniya was able to resist being tempted by power.

Raniya is also a female knight who is good at fighting.

The Kingdom of Rand is a warrior kingdom. To be worshipped by the soldiers of the Second Legion and to lead the cavalry of the Third Legion, she must also be a female general.

If Raniya was not good at fighting, she would not have been able to beat Linde up at that time.

Both of them have secrets. Lind's secret is that he can accept power without being twisted and crazy, while Rania's secret is that she can resist the temptation of power.

"My anger is like magma. Baiya designed to interfere with me and caused many of my brothers to die and injure." Lind raised his hand and saluted like a knight: "I'm sorry to disturb your wedding and I'm sorry to kill your fiancé."

"Tsk" Raniya couldn't help laughing out loud. She laughed so hard that her shoulders trembled.

"Linde!" she suddenly raised her voice.

When Lind raised his head and looked at her, she said, "You just want revenge."

"Yes!" Linde smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth: "I did it on purpose! I can get revenge and turn you into a widow!"

Rania gritted her teeth and admitted that the guy in front of her was still so bad.

"How's Kurt?" Lind asked.

"He's crazy, corrupted for power, and he controls Goliath." Rania controlled her expression, then looked at Lind and said, "I want to go back to Goliath, you want to go back too, right?"

Linde did not answer, but said: "I always hope that it is you who will die, Rania."

After knowing that nobles could go crazy, he fantasized that the eldest prince was alive and well, while Rania would go crazy or simply die.

"But you have to fight for me now."

Rania raised her chin slightly and looked at Lind.

"Fighting for you" Lind bent over.

At the same time, he added in his heart: Having a queen as a poster girl doesn’t seem bad. I have already found the main storyline!

The undead people will surely be very happy.

(End of this chapter)