Traveling day and night, non-stop, after recruiting three hundred knights, Leon Leocornwall led them to Boemond as quickly as possible.
When the knights caught up with this huge green-skinned army, they were besieging the city of Boemond.
Fire and thick smoke continued to rise from the city. Standing on the top of the hill, Leon looked pale. At this moment, he was glad that he had arrived before the city was destroyed. However, when he saw the green-skinned legions as dense as a swarm of locusts, Leon only felt that
My scalp felt numb for a while.
Before the war, he had imagined many scenes and prepared for the worst and was mentally prepared. However, when the green tide was right in front of him, Leon could not stop trembling in his heart.
Yes, all mortals are afraid of death, no matter how good the knight is. When facing the orc army like a savage beast, even the brave Leon Leo Cornwall felt fear in his heart.
【Goddess of the Lake, please give me the courage and confidence to fight against the darkness.】
[For the eternal survival of Bretonnia, and for the glory and faith of the knights, I will fight to the end.]
Under the golden sunset, Leon thrust his sword into the ground, knelt down on one knee, and prayed silently.
This scene happened to be seen by Herrus.
The old knight came slowly from behind and patted Leon on the shoulder. Just like last time, he didn't say too many words, just whispered to Leon——
"Just do it, don't think too much, do what you think is right, the result will be decided by the gods. You and I are both mortals, as long as we don't regret our true intentions."
After saying that, Herrus helped Leon up from the ground.
Early the next morning, Bohemund's defenders were once again awakened by the roar of green-skinned orcs.
They are already prepared to destroy the city, or in other words, they have always been prepared to do so. Every day on the city may be the last day.
"The sound of the goblin trebuchet..."
Flesh bombs thrown from the air. In the past few days, they have become accustomed to this scene. Cannonballs with gliders bombarded the city day and night day and night, on the towers, and on the southwest city wall.
Twice, through the fierce defense of the city defenders and soldiers, the gap was barely blocked.
They didn't know when this hole-ridden city wall would be smashed into another hole. They could only silently pray to the gods to protect Bohemund.
In fact, they have nowhere to escape. Once they abandon the city, the only thing waiting for them is the crazy pursuit of the green-skinned orcs.
However, today, everything seems a little different...
The guard on guard first saw something strange on the horizon from the temporary tower. Under the white light of the early morning, a large cloud of dust was rolled up outside the flat city of Bohemund.
Are they reinforcements from the king?
It's not like...because if it's the king's reinforcements, there can't be only that few people. You can't even see the shape of the team, there's just one point. The number can't be more than a few hundred people.
However, it would not be possible if there were reinforcements from other lords. The green-skinned army marched straight into Bretonnia, and all the local lords were too busy to take care of themselves. Even the king was unable to organize a legion to resist, let alone the local lords leading troops out of the city. A strong castle
It is the last hope of the lords across Bretonnia at this moment.
However, this force of unknown origin broke into Boemond forcefully. You must know that at this moment, tens of thousands of greenskins were surrounded outside the city of Boemond.
Rushing for help is tantamount to risking death...
However, this force came anyway.
No, it is not an ordinary army, it is a knight army composed of pure knights! There is not even infantry!
"He's from the Leo Cornish family!"
"Oh my God, the Chivalrous Expeditionary Force is back!"
"Blessed by the Lady of the Lake!"
The soldiers defending the city let out enthusiastic and excited shouts.
Even the city lord himself couldn't help but squint his eyes and stare into the distance. He couldn't believe his eyes that a knight troop of only a few hundred people dared to directly attack the huge green-skinned army.
Under the white light of the early morning, Leon rode a heavily armored war horse and trotted towards the dense green-skinned tide.
He pulled the long sword out of its scabbard, kissed the sword gently, and said the last prayer before charging.
Then, under the attention of all the knights, he raised his sword high——
"Brothers, comrades, knights of Bretonnia, if today is our death day, then we will die well! We will fight for the beliefs in our hearts and die for glory!"
"Knights of Bretonnia, follow me and charge towards the rising dawn. Don't look back. Today, we will embrace the sun and fight for the Lady of the Lake! Fight for Bretonnia!"
High-pitched roars came from the mouths of three hundred knights at the same time. Leon pulled the reins and the horses began to trot.
Behind him, three hundred Bretonnian knights raised their spears and their horses trotted in unison.
Not far away, the deafening sound of war drums sounded in the camp of the greenskin army. Apparently, the greenskins also noticed this army of human knights coming from the rear.
A large number of green-skinned orcs and goblins poured out of the simple camp and laid siege for a long time, making many orcs feel like they were walking targets when they saw humans in the wild.
"Follow me!"
Leon was in the center of the team, shouting.
Next to him were the Bretonnian Holy Grail Knights, almost trotting side by side.
As the distance approached, the pace of the war horse began to accelerate.
The goblin archers fired the first wave of arrows, which were stopped by the heavily armored Bretonnian knights.
The war horse began to accelerate, "Keep the formation!" Leon shouted.
Beside him, thirty-five Holy Grail Knights were still running side by side.
"cover!"
The second wave of arrows rained down, and the knights once again raised their shields to intercept. However, they would not give the enemy a chance for the third wave of arrows.
"Prepare!"
When he was only a hundred meters away from the enemy, Leon shouted loudly.
Almost at the moment the order was given, all the knights' horses accelerated at the same time.
The ground raised dust all over the sky. In the sky, a golden light instantly pierced the clouds and enveloped the thirty-five Holy Grail Knights.
The scene in front of them greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers guarding the city wall.
"Bohemund is saved!"
The soldiers on the city wall shouted.
Outside the city, only fifty meters away from the green-skin defense line, the Holy Grail Knights who had already made a desperate move leveled their spears, and the silver spears reflected the dazzling sunlight.
With their horses roaring and galloping, three hundred Bretonnian knights were like golden swords, tearing through the heavy defense line composed of green-skinned orcs in an instant.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, the muffled sound of iron armor hitting the body, the screams of orcs and goblins, and the sound of spears piercing flesh all rang out together.
The three rows of orcs and goblins at the front had almost no resistance and were knocked away by the powerful impact of the knight's charge. Their bodies were bloody and bloody. The bodies that were knocked away seemed to have been swept by a storm and fell from all directions.
After breaking through three layers of human walls, the power of the charge of the war horses still did not weaken. Under the impact of Bretonnia's most powerful knights, the greenskin front was repeatedly broken through.
Leon took the lead, and beside him was the old Holy Grail Knight who had experienced hundreds of battles - Herrus. The bodies of orcs and goblins were flying around them...