Chapter 440 This Is a War

When the warhorse under his crotch and the knights guarding him gradually began to accelerate, Sir Maryland seemed to have finally found the feeling of the "battlefield" he was familiar with.

The sound of horse hooves that gradually became neat and dense, the sound of the wind blowing on the visor, the sound became louder and louder, the knights were silent in these sounds, silently charging, and the protective aura belonging to the extraordinary knight began to move around. It spread and gradually combined into a whole, shrouded in this knight group consisting of dozens of low-level, middle-level and one high-level knight, making everyone's figures hazy, and an invisible cyclone wrapped around it. The magic in the air formed a vortex that moved forward rapidly. Outside the vortex, artillery fire continued. The two majestic and terrifying beams were still cutting and piercing the barriers of the rock fortress. They seem to have left everything outside, and for the knights who have begun to charge, their goal is only the front.

Yes, this is the battlefield that Sir Maryland is familiar with, this is the "war" he is familiar with.

It's just that this is different from the battlefield he is familiar with: he is no longer facing another indomitable knight order, nor is it a line of defense composed of heavy infantry and militia spearmen. In fact, what is in front of him? nor--

The closest enemies are all out of charge distance.

There was only an open battlefield in his field of vision, and the "Sky Fire" whistling and flying over the battlefield.

This gave him a bit of a strange feeling. He was not used to this kind of battle that could not be in contact with the enemy, but fortunately there was still a target in his field of vision-that was two strange warships parked on the Baishui River. , the flag of House Cecil rattled in the air on those two ships, and the symbol of the sword and plow represented the most glorious and ancient force in this country, and today it is the enemy.

This has to be said to be ironic and sad, but as a knight, it is also a special honor to be able to challenge such a powerful enemy.

The speed of the knights has gradually increased to the limit. After forming a charge formation, the speed of the low-level knights will also be greatly improved, and the entire charge of the knights will explode with unimaginable destructive power in the process, except for one. Apart from a knight order of the same size, strength, and speed, only the heavy infantry protecting the country from the dwarf kingdom in the extreme west of the continent can block it. Sir Maryland saw that the land on both sides of the knight order was moving. The magic vortex was torn and curled and cracked, and energy sparks of various sizes began to jump in the air. The magic power around the Knights was forming sharp arrows, which even gave him an unprecedented confidence——

What would the Cecilians use to block such a sharp arrow?

It was a salvo of more than one hundred "Persuader-I" railguns.

A strange whistling sound came from the sky when the knights charged halfway.

Awakening Sir Maryland from the wonderful excitement of being immersed in the battlefield, he raised his head slightly, and saw one after another light blue magic flames piercing the air and falling to the ground, their landing points were on the way the knights charged.

He realized almost immediately that the Cecil officer commanding "Sky Fire" should also be a knight, and definitely a qualified knight.

These attacks that fell from the sky almost perfectly blocked the time when the Knights could not perform evasive actions when charging, and the advance was almost exactly the same.

"Don't stop!" The jazz shouted loudly, his voice vibrating the magic field within the range of the battle formation and clearly reaching the ears of every knight, "Raise your shield!"

The knights raised their protective shields and simultaneously activated the knightly combat skills of "Glory Armor". A layer of metallic halo appeared on their armor, and the magic power contained in the entire charge array The same layer of protection floated outside the vortex.

The sky has become gloomy at some point. Under the gloomy sky, the Knights are running on the open battlefield. The "calibrator beam" illuminates the sky above the battlefield, and hundreds of light blue cannonballs are like a meteor shower. It fell from the sky and bombarded their array.

The elite knights of the Rock Fortress are different from the stragglers called by Earl Hossman.

They are the elite force second only to the Eastern Legion.

The knights who have fully charged and released their power to the extreme are also different from the careless, defenseless and scattered knights on the gravel ridge.

The combined battle formation they formed was as strong as a city wall.

But the city walls—even the ones charging up—are a product of a previous era after all.

The deafening sound of explosions came from all directions, and the terrifying "Sky Fire" tore the magic vortex around the knights. Sir Maryland saw the earth torn apart, and a huge amount of gravel and soil flew up. With the flash of arcane energy, the originally perfect magic vortex was torn apart, and some of the low-level knights at the rear of the team disappeared in the big explosion that rose into the air without having time to react.

Now, Sir Maryland finally knew how powerful the "Skyfire" that bombarded the magical barrier of the rock fortress.

Never let the magic barrier disappear! Once the wall of the rock fortress is directly exposed to this weapon, it will not last until the barrier is restarted!

Thinking like this, he couldn't help speeding up, and the knights who had been following him for many years also started to speed up almost immediately-although they were dizzy due to the impact of the explosion, these people had been harshly educated since childhood and had been in the kingdom. Those who were sent to the Rock fortress after fighting for many years in the most treacherous conditions everywhere can still persevere in such harsh conditions.

The second attack came soon, and this time it was more accurate and deadly than the last.

The attack was launched from the second high ground established by the Cecilians.

No wonder they want to build a second highland... This highland is not for fetching water at all, its function is to cover the warships on the Whitewater River——

Under Sir Maryland's visor, his face sank like water.

Efficient command, extremely high discipline, completely crushing the individual qualities of ordinary noble soldiers, as well as the tactics of advancing the position through the cover of long-range weapons, the penetration of the rock fortress, as well as espionage, intelligence, assassination, sabotage...

This is how the Cecils fought, or rather, this was how that "Gawain?? Cecil" fought.

In contrast, the most "smart" strategy he heard in the military hall of the Rock Fortress was to poison the White Water River...

A thought suddenly flashed through Sir Maryland's mind: The Rock Fortress may have fallen long ago, long before the southerners entered the fortress.

He is now only maintaining the last dignity of the family's reputation.

On the second high, Knight Philip was watching from a distance the magic vortex rolled up on the plain.

It has been thinned and dimmed by at least 50%, but it still maintains a basic charging posture. For a "country knight" born in the countryside, this magic vortex represents almost a kind of "chivalry spirit" that only appears in books ".

But he had to continue to order the cannons to smash the magic vortex a little bit - because the ceasefire order has not been issued, the two Calibrator Rainbow Cannons on the White Water River still need the support of the No. 2 Heights.

He estimated the speed of the charge of the team, calculated the approximate advance and the required angle of fire, and then ordered a third shelling.

The magic vortex was finally extinguished, but there were still some sporadic light spots moving forward in the smoke and dust, which was the brilliance of the protective aura that had not been extinguished.

"Continue to load! Shooting angle 8, ready to-"

The magic web communicator placed beside him suddenly glowed, and the soldiers next to him activated it immediately. Philip saw Gawain's figure appearing in the holographic projection above the communicator.

"Stop shooting."

"Yes, lord."

The young knight bowed his head, and although there was almost no change in expression on his face, he was really relieved.

Although he knew that the main reason for the lord's order to stop shooting was that the enemy was already close to the bank of the White Water River - at this position, the artillery fire from No. 2 Heights was very likely to miss and injure one's own warships, or even if it did not hit directly, it might also affect the The focusing effect of the two calibrator beams, but he was still relieved.

This is the last bit of dignity left for the knights of the previous era.

The flames and explosions that fell from the sky finally stopped, but less than 20% of the knights rushed out with him.

And it is almost 20% of the total loss of combat effectiveness.

The speed of the team dropped rapidly, and the knights, who were already scarred and overdrawn in magic power, stopped one by one, and some even fell off their horses without physical strength. Even Sir Maryland, who was escorted in the center of the team, felt a wave of exhaustion at the moment. , but he still raised his head and looked at the two huge warships that were already in front of him, and the two terrifying beams sprayed from the warships.

The charge was over. It was a "no enemy" charge. The knights had lost 80% without taking on a single enemy, but they finally achieved their goal.

However, when Sir Maryland continued to ride his horse forward and at the same time began to mobilize his whole body's magic power to destroy the warship, a figure appeared in his field of vision.

At that moment, he realized that he had lost all his efforts - Gawain?? Cecil himself was on the warship, not in the base camp on the shore!

A coercion that could almost freeze the magical power of the whole body of a low-level superhuman spread from the bow of the boat. Although the warhorse under Sir Maryland was also a mixed-blood monster in the supernatural realm, it still shivered and stopped. Sir could only give up. The war horse came to the river step by step.

He stepped on the water, and the water became as calm as a mirror under his feet. He approached step by step, and saw that a series of trap doors had been opened under the deck of the warship, and the "rails" of some kind of magical device were running from the trap door. Lean out and point to yourself.

But they didn't start after all.

Sir Maryland decided to make a final effort for the oath he had made. He stopped at a more suitable distance, then drew his long sword and pointed slightly at the legendary founding prince:

"I challenge you! I stake my life and family glory for your retreat!"

Gawain just quietly watched the man who rushed from the rock fortress to him under the fire all the way, before he spoke for a long time: "Your life and your family's glory?"

"If I fail, you can take my life, and my family and territory will belong to you, and I will submit to you from generation to generation. Maryland O'Nal swears here that the duel is sacred and will never be violated. cried Sir Maryland, "and in exchange I beseech you to retire today, and promise not to attack Rock Fortress for three years!"

Three years... The situation in this country should be stabilized within three years. No matter whether the victory is the Eastern Region or the royal family, at least there will be a new and unified dynasty at that time to face the rising Cecil family...

And more importantly, he will fulfill his oath - keep the rock fortress.

Gawain looked at the knight who proposed a duel to him, and it took a long time before he broke the silence: "I accept your challenge, but the attack will not end."

Sir Maryland looked at Gawain in astonishment, as if he didn't react at once: "...why?"

"I accept your challenge because you are a qualified knight, and I recognize and respect you as the ancestor of Ansu knights," Gawain pulled out the pioneer sword, and the black sword began to permeate a layer of powerful The magic flame, he jumped from the bow and landed on the river in front of Sir Maryland, "and the attack will not end, because..."

A deadly and powerful coercion rushed towards his face, and Sir Maryland hurriedly summoned the magic power of his entire body, injected his power into the long sword and blocked it in front of him, blocking the powerful blow of the pioneer sword.

The flaming black long sword pressed heavily on the knight's sword. Gawain stared at the knight's eyes and said word by word:

"Son, this is a war."

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