N-M Chapter 798 The Holy Battle
Chapter 798 The Holy Battle
Chapter 798 The Holy Battle
The corner of the saintess' mouth twitched, and her fists were clenched tightly in anger.
Father Field smiled wryly, "I really underestimated them this time. I didn't expect the blood race to develop to this point in a hundred years."
The knight patted his heart and said, "Father, let's break through! With us here, we will definitely protect you and the saint."
Field shook his head and said, "That's not necessary, you pass down the order and break out together, don't need to take care of me and the saint. If this is the Lord's will, let me and the saint appear here together, we will obey."
The saint said, "Yes, I, Emily, can be killed but not humiliated."
The knight said with a firm face, "Okay, I'll go down and prepare now."
Outside the camp, a group of more than 300 knights immediately rode their horses and howled.
The saint and the priest withdrew their tents and also mounted their horses.
A group of people rushed down the mountain in a mighty manner.
The sound of horseshoes was flying, and the grass and dirt on the ground were splashed.
On the mountainside, the blood race had already built a defensive front here overnight.
The current battle is no longer the ancient times, with bows and arrows and spears fighting indiscriminately.
With the combination of immortality and modern weapons, even the lowest blood slaves can be extremely destructive.
The Cavaliers suffered from this aspect because they were conservative.
In this battle, the blood race even used the bazooka, and the knights were stunned for a while.
The power of the secular world chooses to watch and be impartial.
But the weapons are not onlookers. The Blood Race is much more enlightened than the Knights in this regard.
After more than 300 war horses rushed over, the Marquis of the Blood Race, Laus Bruch, stood in front of the telescope.
He said with a faint smile to his subordinates, "When you get old, your eyes are useless."
Patting the horse with his hands, he said, "The Marquis is just like the young man, he doesn't look old at all."
The Marquis laughed, "Why don't you grow old? Blood races will too. After 200 years, I didn't expect to be able to command such a big battle."
He, like old Wade, participated in the Civil War.
As soon as the Knight Legion entered the encirclement, Rouse waved the command flag in his hand and gave an order to everyone, "Get ready!"
A group of blood servants who had just joined the blood clan clicked, clicked, and pulled the semi-automatic rifles in their hands amid the Duke's order.
Everyone's model is different, some are brought by themselves, and some are purchased by blood.
The secular government is wary of them and strictly prohibits the sale of large quantities of arms to them.
Although the United States allows guns, they must be registered with their real names.
The blood clan purchases through various channels, and can't buy too much each time, so the model is incomplete.
The knight's horse rushed 500 meters, and various types of guns were aimed at them.
400 meters,
300 meters,
200 m.
The atmosphere on the field froze to the extreme. At this distance, Marquis Rouse still did not give an order.
Some people were secretly sad, saying that the Marquis of Louth was old.
Thanks to the volley tactics of their era, the bullets hit people 30 meters away, thank God, God bless.
Now that there are large-caliber machine guns, you have to go up a few kilometers first.
When the Cavaliers rushed 100 meters, Rouse put down the cigar in his hand, and finally issued a battle order to his subordinates.
Crackling!
The bullets suddenly swept like a gust of wind, buzzing towards the knight army.
The priest shouted, "Defense!"
With the scepter in his hand, he shouted, "Shield of Light!"
With a buzzing sound, a light shield with a radius of [-] meters suddenly enveloped the imposing army.
There are more than 300 leather war horses, and the priest can only cover one-third of them.
Two-thirds of the knights also raised their shields and shouted, "Shield of Light!"
The shields in their hands suddenly emitted white lights, like a mirror lit up on the field.
The crackling bullets rushed over, causing huge shocks in the palms of their hands, rattling and rattling on the shields incessantly.
The shield of light is the most basic battle rule of the Holy See Knights of Light. Using the shield in hand can gather the power of faith in a short time.
After the bullet arrived, it seemed to hit the surface of the water where the rays of light converged.
A dozen or so knights with poor cultivation were beaten into blood sieves in one fell swoop, and they all rushed forward and fell to the ground with their horses.
The other knights merged into a sharp sword and continued to attack.
A group of vampire servants were taken aback, they didn't expect that they had such a means.
In some defensive areas, rocket launchers and mortars were used.
Hitting a hundred meters away, there was a constant rumbling, rumbling, and deep pits were blasted on the ground.
This time the Cavaliers Group lost a lot. After a wave of attack, five or sixty people were blown up.
Father Field protected everyone. Although he protected everyone, he was so shocked by the impact of the bomb that he vomited blood in his mouth, and his whole body was shaken, as if he had been hit by an elephant.
Not surprised, Rolls gave an order, "Arrange guns!"
This spear is not a mundane spear, but a black spear stained with the blood of the Blood Duke, which is designed to destroy the light shield of the Knight Legion.
After the Knight Legion hit 50 meters, the blood servants of the blood race followed the pre-rehearsal, picked up a group of long spears and stood in front of them, besieging an arc-shaped defensive zone.
The horses neighed, and the ground shook with the sound of horseshoes.
Facing the impact of such a background, even the Duke in front couldn't help squinting his eyes.
"Sword of Light!"
Saint Emily and the members of the knight group shouted loudly, pulled out the long swords in their hands one after another, and raised them high towards the sky.
Under the flickering sunlight, shadows of swords soared into the sky from the sharp sword, and slashed at the blood clan's position.
The sword shadow fell from the air with a whistling sound, like cannonballs, and the ground that slashed on the blood clan's position trembled with it.
A three- to forty-meter-long blood defense zone was swept across a bloody path.
These vampires wearing black robes to block the sun instantly turned into flesh and exploded when they encountered the sword.
The blood clans on both wings gathered one after another, and quickly closed the gap according to the pre-arranged formation.
The members of the Knight Legion slammed into one place, and the leader ordered in a hissed voice, "Cover the saint and the priest and go first."
No matter what the priest explained before, they chose not to carry it out at this time.
The members of the knight group attacked again, and before the blood clan's team could close together, they split a bloody road again.
The saint's horse rushed out from inside, but the horses of the other knights collided with the three-meter-long black spear.
The Shield of Light couldn't block the spear.
Puff puff puff, because of the impact of inertia, the horse under him was directly pierced by the spear.
"No!"
Emily's eyes were red, and she wanted to fight back, but was forced out by several knights.
The priest and a group of knights were surrounded by blood clans. The spears, swords, and bullets were in a mess, and no one could be seen clearly on the field.
The Marquis Rolls stared at the saint and sneered, "You still want to escape?"
With a wave of his hand, the five earls of the Bruch family rushed into the sky with their copper-colored wings.
They chased the saint down the mountain, flying extremely fast in the air, and they all drew two golden lights.
Chapter 1 is here, continue.
(End of this chapter)