Under the astonished gaze of the church coalition, the gate of the Holy Acropolis slowly rose, and a knightly battle group that only appeared in epic myths slowly walked out of the city.
The pitch-black armor, pitch-black horses, and even the dragon spear and kite shield in the knight's hands are all pitch-black.
The city gates were wide open, and there were only 300 enemy troops and thousands of coalition troops. According to common sense, this was the perfect opportunity for the siege to attack.
However, no allied soldier on the battlefield dared to move even half a step. Everyone looked at this unusual army of knights at the city gate, their faces turned pale and they were at a loss.
Cumberland, who was driving his horse at the forefront, looked at the army in front of him with contempt. He tilted his head and spat out a thick mouthful of phlegm on the ground.
He lowered the visor of his helmet, and the honeycomb on the dragon bone parasite began to shake violently. All the knights leveled their dragon spears and assumed a charging posture.
The hooves of the alien war horse suddenly began to run, and it only took a few seconds to go from standing still to galloping.
Just when the front line of the coalition forces was still hesitating whether they should change their formation and defend the enemy on the spot, the knights rushed in front of them in the blink of an eye.
With astonishing speed and huge kinetic energy, the alien war horses like cannonballs, with the knights on them, knocked away all enemies in front of them who dared to block the way.
The commander-in-chief of the legion directly under the church looked at the knights getting closer and closer, and only had time to shout out half a sentence: "Stop them..."
He watched helplessly as the tower shield guard in front of him was knocked into the sky by the war horse like a balloon with a hole in it.
The next second, the commander-in-chief's chest felt cold, and a huge impact pulled him off the horse and lifted him high into the sky.
Cumberland used the exoskeleton power of the dragon bone to lift the corpse of the commander-in-chief with the tip of the dragon lance above his head, and galloped across the battlefield like a flag.
Feeling the warm blood slowly dripping from the top of his helmet to his neck, Cumberland sighed with satisfaction and whispered: "Compared with the aggrieved defense of the city, this kind of war is more suitable for me!"
The general died in the battle, and the phalanx of the church's troops completely collapsed. Some people began to abandon their weapons and run away, some knelt on the ground begging for mercy, and some religious fanatics planned to resist.
Cumberland swung the dragon spear and threw the body of the coalition commander into the distance like a sack.
The hive on the back of the keel shook again, and the knights formed a formation. The three of them formed a small team and began to annihilate the remaining enemies on the battlefield.
The sharp keel parasite limbs protruded from the gaps in the armor. Combined with the speed of the alien warhorse and the powerful defense of the knight, it suddenly became a veritable harvester on the battlefield.
Group after group of resisting enemy soldiers were attacked by parasite limbs and often could not hold out for more than a few rounds before being stabbed through the chest or torn into pieces.
At this time, an astonishing scene appeared on the battlefield. Under the pursuit of three hundred knights, thousands of troops abandoned their armor and were unable to fight back.
The pursuit lasted from the morning until the sun went down, and the church coalition lost nearly two-thirds of its troops. In particular, the Knights of the Stigmata, the Knights of the Baptist Church, and the Believers of the Cathedral, the direct troops of these churches, rarely
The fish caught in the trap are either killed or caught.
For the prisoners of war, Cumberland took a controversial and controversial step that made everyone's scalp numb.
He first relied on identification and identification to find out among the dead and prisoners those officers of the rank of captain or above in the troops directly under the church, and nailed these people to the border with spiked wooden stakes.
Then, he threw all the soldiers of the troops directly under the church, dead or alive, into the pit and buried them directly in the earth.
Finally, he adopted a completely different way of dealing with the armies of secular kingdoms.
As long as the nobles pay a small ransom, they can take their belongings and return to their respective kingdoms.
As for the soldiers of the secular kingdom, Cumberland not only did not embarrass the captives, but instead paid each of them a few bronze stars for travel expenses and allowed them to leave on their own.
This differential treatment caused huge controversy throughout the diocese. The church called Cumberland the butcher of Twilight City, while the secular kingdoms kept silent.
After this battle, the plain in front of the gate of the Holy Acropolis was renamed the Bloody Plain for a long time.
Merchants and travelers would rather take another route than set foot in this area full of vultures, wild dogs and carrion corpses.
But in the mouths of tavern owners and bards, these bloody pasts are not mentioned at all. The most people talk about are the three hundred invincible alien knights.
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Twilight West City, Alien Battleship Laboratory, late at night.
Wayne looked at the drawings that had just been printed in the heterogeneous electron microscope, frowning and lost in thought.
There was a gentle turning sound from the door, but Wayne didn't notice it and was still comparing the pictures of the samples.
"Once the Tyrant virus forms a virus nest, it is difficult to use reagents to isolate pure individuals." Wayne looked at the keel parasite modified by Tyrant on the table and sighed: "Well, how did your Majesty obtain it?
Virus specimen?”
"Wayne Dunlop."
A cold female voice sounded in the room.
Wayne turned around and saw a woman wrapped in a black robe, standing in the darkness of the corridor, looking at him quietly.
Wayne put down the drawings in his hand and said in a deep voice to the woman: "I've done what you asked me to do, but what about what I want?"
The woman took out a palm-sized lead box from her arms, and then took out a small glass bottle, which contained a small amount of black viscous liquid.
"This is the Tyrant Virus?!" The excited Wayne took two steps forward and reached for the glass bottle.
The woman turned her wrist and the glass bottle fell back into the lead box.
Wayne asked angrily: "What are you doing?"
The woman weighed the lead box up and down and said with a smile: "You said you completed my mission, how do I know it is true?"
"You don't have to force me to do this matter of popularizing supernatural powers. I will recommend it to Your Majesty!" Wayne said angrily: "Do you know? I have long thought about it. If I can get an eagle in the experiment,
The power of my eyes and clairvoyance can save me a lot of time and energy. So, on this matter, we thought of it together!"
"As for the proposal I submitted, not only did Mr. Emerson, the Prime Minister of the Cabinet, approve it, but even His Majesty signed it. I saw it with my own eyes! Starting next week, Muxi City will begin a trial to popularize supernatural powers!"
The woman looked at Wayne's blushing face, and it seemed that he was indeed not faking it, and she gently placed the lead box in her hand on the table.
Seeing Wayne eagerly open the lead box and take out the contents, the woman said to herself: "In this way, the first step of the plan is completed."
Wayne held the glass bottle with his fingers, looked at the light, and exclaimed: "This is what the Tyrant Virus really looks like?!"
The woman found a chair, sat down, looked at Wayne's crazy expression, and asked, "You still haven't given up on your plan to transform humans?"
Wayne solemnly put the glass bottle back into the lead box, his expression uncontrollably excited: "Of course not! What is a human being? A human being is the combination of the soul and the body! Regarding the soul, I have made great progress in research. And.
The Tyrant Virus you sent gave me inspiration for physical transformation. It can combine two or more different creatures to form a completely new creature!"
Wayne moved his face closer to the woman, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was spitting: "Having cracked the secret of the soul, and then possessing the method of refining the body, do you know what this means? Do you know what this means?!"
The woman looked at the excited face in front of her and backed away in disgust. Although she already knew the answer in her heart, she still asked nonchalantly: "What does it mean?"
Wayne shouted: "I can create new creatures! Be the founder of new species!"
The woman who had heard the other party mentioned this answer several times stood up with a smile: "I am happy to see that your original intention has not changed, Mr. Wayne, but there is one thing I still want to remind you... No matter what your experiment is,
Whatever the purpose, I will always keep my eyes on you..."
Wayne waved his hand carelessly: "It's up to you. As for now, Lord Rachel, I'm going to start my experiment. Please don't disturb me."
Rachel opened her hood and revealed her true face. Her eyes gradually turned cold when she looked at Wayne, and she said softly: "Mr. Wayne, I wish your experiment will succeed as soon as possible"...