Chapter 379 The knight on the banks of the black water
Chapter 379 Knights on the Blackwater River
Bertol's eyes were burning with anger, the elf horse was running wildly, and the knight was swiping his sword to kill the enemy in blood.
Under the golden sunset, Bertone rode forward and charged forward. He almost blended into the uninhabited land. No beastman could stop his charge. With the sword in his hand, each beastman was cut to pieces.
With years of practical combat experience, Bertol led his troops into the crowd of beastmen alone without receiving any blessing from the gods. He held the sword in one hand and the reins in the other, driving his horse to continue.
Charge. Cut your way through the crowd.
The elf war horse knocked away a beastman warrior blocking the way, and the horse's hooves trampled directly over it, and blood flowed out of the beast's mouth. Berto, who was on the horse, held the sword in one hand and slashed at another beastman in front of him. That was
A horned beast, its deformed head flew into the air, spilling scarlet blood onto the grass on the river bank.
The king's flag fluttered in the wind under the flames of war, and was gradually submerged in layers of thick smoke. Berthold gritted his teeth, he could, he could do it, save the king! Charles was a just king, although he failed to save the king.
Tonya was revitalized to the glory days, but at least he was a wise king. Bertol shouted, roared, and continued to kill the enemy. At this moment, his brilliance could not be compared with that of the Holy Grail Knight.
A burly tauren warrior stood in front of him, but Berto continued to drive his horse to charge.
"Good partner, try it again, I believe you can do it."
Facing the powerful Minotaur, Berto leaned over to comfort his elf war horse. The war horse seemed to have spirituality. She responded to Berto's call and began to sprint. At this distance, although the war horse was not enough to accelerate to the fastest speed, it
The impact is still enough.
Bertol sheathed his long sword and stared at the spear stuck on the ground on the way forward. It was the weapon left behind by a certain conservation guard when he died.
The war horses accelerated and charged, and their ears were filled with the wild roars of the beastmen and the sound of various weapons hitting. Dust and blood mist rushed towards them.
The horse's hooves stepped on the blood-stained ground. During the high-speed charge, Berto held the elf spear in one hand. Just before the horse was about to charge towards the tauren, he held the spear tightly and, in the standard posture of a knight charging, he
The rod pierced the tauren warrior's chest.
The tip of the spear pierced the Minotaur's rough flesh, and half of the spear remained in the Minotaur's body. However, the violent Tauren warrior did not fall because of this. It roared sadly, grabbed the spear and threw it hard, and Bertol had no time to throw it away.
The spear tucked under his arm fell out of his hand, and he was thrown off the horse, wearing a suit of iron armor, and was thrown heavily to the ground.
The tauren's battle ax immediately fell down, almost hitting the knight's shoulder. Bertol rolled sideways and avoided the blow. When he stood up, he drew his sword and swung the knight's sword, leaving a long wound on the tauren's waist.
Thick blood gurgled out from the cut wound.
The tauren warrior turned around and slashed wildly. Bellto dodged sideways again, caught the gap between the opponent's attacks, and struck out quickly with the sword in both hands. The knight's sword pierced the tauren's jaw, like a beast being slaughtered, and warm blood surged. Belltore
Toze grabbed the hilt of the sword and thrust it in hard. The red-stained sword tip penetrated from the back of the tauren warrior's neck, with star-black blood clots on it.
Kicking away the big man in front of him, Berto stepped on the corpse and pulled out his long sword fiercely. The arm of the inferior horned beast that was rushing from the side just happened to be sliced off by the sword. With another sword, Berto's sword stabbed into the inferior horned beast.
The distorted face. When it was pulled out, it was already stained with bits of beastman's brain. There were no gorgeous fighting moves, no cool skill performances, everything was just bloody fighting. Enduring the severe pain in his chest, Bertol dragged the sword
Kill the enemy and keep approaching the location of King Charles. There, groups of beastmen are besieging the king's guard in Bretonnia.
"Good girl, come to me!"
On the bloody battlefield, Berto shouted loudly. The elf war horse endured the pain of the wound and galloped over again. They were not only a war horse and a knight, but also comrades and closest partners. Berto had never
Use your own war horse as a pack horse. Even when you are the sleepiest and most tired, you will not let her carry the baggage. Because the noble elf war horse can only be used for fighting on the battlefield. They understand the call of the knight, and they know their own
mission.
When the horse galloped towards him, Berthold grabbed the reins again and flew onto the horse. The knight's sword reflected a beautiful glow in the sun.
Through the dense crowd of heads, Talinnam saw the two-horse battle flag approaching the king's position from the outside. Soon, Grand Duke Berhemond also issued an order to charge again.
Five hundred kingdom knights of the Bastogne family formed a wedge formation and launched another charge against the beastman army from the outside. This was a silver spear, and the spearhead was Berhemond and the knight guards and war horses beside him.
Stepping forward, the knight's armor trembled and clanked.
"Save the King!"
Duke Berhemond shouted.
The knights of the kingdom, covered in blood, charged bravely. This time, Talinnam rushed to the front line. In front of him, there were groups of beastmen, almost endless as far as the eye could see. However, in the dark, a powerful force enveloped
Hold him, fill him with strength again, and give him the determination to overcome fear.
Iron hooves kicked up the dust in the sky, and once again, the Bretonnian knights plunged into the beastman army. Talinam held his reins tightly, clamping his legs on the horse. In front of him, the tall beastmen were like autumn.
They fell like wheat. No beastman could stop the collective charge of the Bretonnian knights.
Knights in clank armor will always be the spirit of this country. Along the way, countless beastmen were knocked down by war horses. Talinnam only knew that he was one step closer to the king and to Bertol.
The fire dragon emblem of Bastogne was particularly dazzling under the bloody setting sun. Finally, the knights saw the knight guards beside King Charles. They had been fighting for half an hour surrounded by beastmen, and their bodies were dripping with blood, and their armor was seriously damaged.
Talinnam saw Bertol standing in the crowd, standing with the King's Guards. Talinam felt that he had never been so tall before. At this moment, Bertolt was the real God of War and the real knight in his eyes.
"Protect the King!"
Berhemond shouted. Soon, a larger cavalry regiment gathered outside. It was the army of knights that had regrouped after the first charge. Led by Duke Adehad, under the banner of the Lion, three
The knights of the Thousand Kingdoms stepped forward collectively, the war horses neighed, and dust filled the sky.
Like a storm, no!~~This is a storm. The collective charge of the cavalry is like a silver tide, hitting the Beastman Corps from the side.
This time, the beastmen crossing the river could no longer withstand attacks from both sides, and many low-level beastmen began to flee towards the river bank, trying to return to the other side of the river through the corpse bridge.
However, how could the Bretonnian knights who had already charged give them such a chance. As the horses neighed, scores of beastmen were knocked down and flew away. Even the tall giants could not withstand such an attack.
Charging, the knight's spear mercilessly penetrated the Chaos Giant's body, passing through its body and through its thighs. When the huge giant fell with a crash, the beastman's morale collapsed.
What followed was a one-sided massacre.
Encircled by the Wood Elf Sword Dancer, Conservation Guard, Forest Ranger, and Bretonnian Knight Army from three sides, the Beastmen Army retreated steadily. A large number of Badhorns and Razorbeasts retreated towards the river bank. However, before heading towards the river bank,
On the road beside them, there were human knights running rampant.
This "decisive battle" didn't end until night. Densely packed corpses of beastmen covered both sides of the Blackwater River. Thousands of corpses were piled up layer by layer, and they looked like raised hills in the night.
.This was the most terrifying battle Tallinnham had ever seen. The battle was full of twists and turns, and even King Charles himself almost died on the battlefield.
Tens of thousands of beastmen died at the feet of the Bretonnian knights alone.