Chapter 624 (1/2)
The silver moon hangs high and the night is as deep as ink.
The burning cathedral was still wrapped in a sea of fire, the white stairs were covered with corpses, and the closed door was only an ugly big hole and debris all over the ground. The shrill scream and grimace continued to come from it.
”This is really...”
The black haired wizard raised his eyebrows. Although he was used to this scene, he was still a little surprised - it was not easy for Gaspar to find so many thugs willing to raid the cathedral with him based on the Empire's belief in the Holy Cross.
Holding double swords, Lucian stood behind the black haired wizard, and his silver gray pupils looked nervously at the burning cathedral from time to time.
The Knights of the Turin family were already ready, fully armed and lined up in a neat queue, waiting for the black haired wizard to give the final order.
All these people were promoted from among the Ranger knights and served as the elite of the count's guard - they were middle-level officers, military supervisors and flag officers in the war; In peacetime, he is a city defense officer, a judge, a messenger and a diplomat. His words and deeds represent the dignity of the count.
They were wearing the best knight armor of the Empire. When they mounted their horses and launched a frontal charge, even the ”black shield wall” of the imperial Legion would collapse; The Byrne knight, without a shield and wielding only a two handed sword, is a nightmare for all infantry.
Charlotte had almost no concerns, so she handed her biggest card to herself without reservation.
”Are you ready?”
Lauren glanced over their faces and spoke in a deep voice.
There was no sound, no response, only a pair of eyes.
”Any regrets?”
It is still a dead silence.
The black haired wizard shrugged, fixed the bright silver on the card slot in the center of the tree and waved it down suddenly:
”Let's go!”
Before his voice fell, he responded with a neat and uniform cry that rang through the night sky:
”God bless Turin --!!”
Under the light of the fire, knights waving big swords roared and rushed to the burning cathedral. The trembling roar and countless iron blood percussion even overshadowed the sound in the cathedral.
The thugs in the church didn't seem to expect Retribution so soon... Or they knew, but they didn't care anymore; As the gate was broken, more and more knights rushed into the cathedral, and the crazy believers waving sharp blades stopped in front of them. They didn't know what the upcoming fate was.
The blade is bleeding, and the killing sound is everywhere!
The first mob to notice the roar of war also shouted and raised their weapons; Before he could fight back, the cold flash had penetrated his chest!
With a push of the sword edge, the mob was cut in two with people and armor!
The heavy iron boots crushed the unwilling head, and the bloody Knight didn't stop; Behind him, similar scenes abound.
Where the sword flies, it is full of broken arms and limbs; Where iron boots step, there are no people who live!
Perhaps the battle mode of long gun array is more efficient and reasonable; But the way of fighting with the big sword chopping and blood splashing can make the enemy more frightened!
Screams came and went, and the Knights of red blood castle were almost unstoppable, tearing up the weak defense line of thugs and heretics, and the fragmented bones were piled up with the church Knights they killed.
In an instant, the main entrance of the cathedral was broken.
………………………………………………
”Dang --!”
The barrel of the gun smashed the axe coming from the front. The expressionless black haired wizard shot through the mob's head, and the bloody gun tip was pulled out of the mouth of the bones.
Seventh... No, eighth!