Chapter 150, Let Him Have an Accident

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In the early morning, when the first ray of morning light hit the camp, a fierce battle was reaching its peak.

The entire camp was filled with warring Beastmen and Human armies.

Gunpowder smoke, fire, ruins, all human beings took up weapons to fight, even the eldest lady of the duke's family was fully armed, holding a knight sword in both hands and shouting: "Die!"

A lance horned beast was cut in two by the female knight's long sword, and the filthy blood of the beast came oncoming.

The plate armor on Suria's body shone brightly, and the enchanted energy formed a thin shield, helping her block the filthy blood. The female knight raised her knight sword, singing the praises of the fairy in the lake name.

A holy white radiance emanated from the sword, driving away her fatigue.

Her knight sword has the enchantment of Lake God Prophet, which can speed up the recovery of her physical strength.

"It's dawn." Su Liya felt that her mental and physical strength were approaching the limit.

Look up towards the camp.

The tall centaurs were raging through the camp with their iron hooves, and the minotaur with two battle axes roared loudly, harvesting the lives of the serf soldiers.

Raising her head, a giant minotaur slashed at the female knight's battle axe. Surya raised the knight's sword and barely resisted. Sparks splashed on the blade. Relying on the enchantment and the female knight's own wrist strength, Suria barely retreated. After a few steps, the offensive was resolved.

"Miss!" Su Liya's maid Sylvia exclaimed, she immediately gave up the entanglement with the villain in front of her, and rushed to Su Liya's side: "Miss, are you alright?"

"Wow! Wow! Human...death!" The Minotaur panted heavily through its nostrils, and was about to charge towards the two female knights again.

"Suria!" Julius, who was being besieged by several horned beasts, saw his sister in crisis, and shouted anxiously.

The Minotaur's thick hooves were only halfway forward, and a long sword burning with white flames and emitting light blue light passed through its chest from behind. The Minotaur screamed and fell to the ground. Immediately came up to make up two swords.

"Miss Suria!" Ryan had sweat on his face. He pulled the Nemesis from the Minotaur, then quickly reached out to the female knight and pulled her up.

"Lord Lane,

thanks. "The female knight barely stood up.

"Protect your lady and step back!" Ryan immediately ordered Sylvia, the maid nodded, and she helped Suria back.

"For the lady! For Winford!" The soldiers of Winford's fugitive group rushed up bravely, piercing the back-up villains with a row of long spears, and the blood spilled all over the camp. Which ones are human blood and which ones are animal blood.

Hundreds of corpses covered the ground.

Just after three o'clock in the morning, the Beastman tribe launched another attack on the right army led by Ryan. This attack was no longer a small-scale attack, but a group attack. Minotaurs, centaurs and even harpies join in the raid.

The knights fought until dawn, and their tenacity ensured that the Beastmen were never able to crush the army.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... " the sound of the horn came from the depths of the forest. more unfavorable.

This time the Beastmen really retreated cleanly. The knights sent out scouts and found no Beastmen within a few kilometers.

This was a rare opportunity, the right army immediately set up their camp, and after marching for about five kilometers, they found a valley and camped here. The knights counted the number of troops, and there were only more than 5,000 left from the original army of more than 6,000. , more than a dozen knights were buried in the bone forest.

After setting up the camp, many knights were tired and fell asleep. Ryan also seized the opportunity to have a good rest after confirming that there were no beastmen nearby.

By the time he was woken up, the sun was already setting outside, approaching dusk.

It is Olivier, this young and optimistic knight looks very bad, his face is pale, his eye sockets are sunken, his left hand hangs weakly on his chest, obviously injured: "My baron, Marquis Gabriel Marquis and Julius asked if you are awake, they want to hold a new military meeting."

"Okay, I'll come right away! Olivier, are your injuries okay?" Ryan got up as soon as he turned over. He took a few breaths and asked about Olivier's injuries.

"Fortunately, it's much better after resting for half a day." Olivier said that he was no longer in the way. The ranger knight was injured in the surprise attack in the early hours of this morning. He was cut on his left arm by the Beastman's machete.

"Take a good rest, there is still a battle to be fought." Ryan turned over, took a basin of water and wiped his face.

Walking out of the tent, a gust of wind blew across the face of the Holy Grail Knight. He saw a large number of wounded lying in the camp screaming, many serfs were wrapped in bandages, logistics and military personnel were boiling water and cooking, and more People just find a place at random and fall asleep with their heads covered, regardless of everything else.

"Your Excellency Ryan!" Many serf soldiers greeted the Holy Grail Knight when they saw the appearance of the Holy Grail Knight.

"It's a good fight, boys, hang on, we can win." Ryan noticed that many serfs had been injured, and many serfs looked at him with expectations and admiration. He felt a little uncomfortable, so he had to encourage the soldiers Morale: "Hold on."

The encouragement of the Holy Grail Knight is very effective, and the morale of the serfs is relatively stable.

Arriving in the open space of the central army, Gabriel and Julius were already there. Marquis Connery was injured and did not participate in this military meeting. On the contrary, Suria participated in the meeting instead of him. The female knight I found a chair to sit on, looking out of spirits: "Your Excellency Ryan?"

"Yeah!" Ryan nodded, and the four of them stood by the small pond in the valley, discussing the next move.

"Gentlemen, I have two good news and one bad news to tell you, which one do you want to hear first?" Baron Gabriel smiled very ugly: "The first good news is that our food is now very sufficient .”

Both Ryan and Suria smiled wryly. After experiencing such a reduction in staff, the food is naturally sufficient.

Only Julius still kept a straight face and did not speak.

"The second good news is that the Beastmen seem to have really disappeared. The scouts we sent didn't find any traces of the Beastmen, not even ordinary animals. After so many years of fighting, everyone, you know What does this mean?" Gabriel's eyes sparkled: "This is bad news, which means that the next attack will be an all-out war between the Beastmen and us."

"Total War..." Ryan frowned: "Can you predict when the Beastmen will attack?"

"It's hard." Julius said: "It's hard for us to speculate on the actions of the beastmen. I can only say that they will attack when we are weakest or least expected."

"Attack at the weakest, most unexpected time..." Several people fell silent.

So when will it be?

Beastmen and green-skinned orcs are not the same race.

The fighting style of the greenskins is called life to fight and death to war. Beastmen are closer to revenge actions that make the opponent feel painful. They will do their best to torture and humiliate the enemy.

Now, the Beastmen lurk in the shadows, waiting to deal the mortal blow to the exhausted army.

Ryan and the others don't intend to sit still, the soldiers still have the strength to fight, and the knights will never succumb to these chaotic beasts.

But when will the Beastmen launch this fatal blow?

It is impossible for this army to be on alert and on standby forever, so that they would collapse before the Beastmen appeared.

There is only a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days.

Several people can feel the heavy courage on their shoulders. In this world, the commander's every move often affects the entire battle situation. Every decision they make is related to the lives and deaths of thousands of people.

If there is no way to judge when the Beastmen will attack, this army will have to tremble like a frightened bird, then how can this battle continue?

"Apply for reinforcements? Let the Marquis of Anxi in the middle join us?" Ryan made another suggestion.

The cool evening breeze blew across the faces of several people, and the knights all focused their attention on Marquis Gabriel.

He has a magic tool made by the prophet of the lake god on his body, which can carry out magical communication.

The third son of the Duke of Bastogne hesitated for a while, but took out a long silver tool like a short dagger: "Shall I ask now?"

"Ask earlier and it will be effective." Ryan shook his head, and he said with a wry smile: "You can also know the answer earlier."

So Marquis Gabriel no longer hesitated, he took out a gem, pressed it on the magic communication tool, and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

After about ten seconds, the call was connected.

"This is Anxi-Desmond, is it the right army? Please report your situation." The young voice of the Marquis of Anxi came from the props.

"This is Gabriel de Bastogne, we are in trouble..." Gabriel succinctly told the coach the current dilemma of the right-wing army.

The energy required for magic communication is huge. Marquis Gabriel has described the current predicament in a few words, and a precious gem has been dimmed.

However, the Marquis of Anxi was silent for a long time, and did not speak until the gem's energy was almost exhausted: "Maybe we can't support you anymore, I'm sorry, Gabriel."

"Why?!" Gabriel said anxiously.

"The enemy's situation is unknown now, the army has just set out on the road, and our scouts have also detected signs of Beastmen's activities. We are not sure whether what you encountered here is the main force of the Beastmen. This is most likely a trap, so we... It won't...reunion, it's just..." At the end of the sentence, the voice of the Marquis of Anxi was already indistinct.

Then the communication was cut off.

"Unexpectedly." Gabriel put down the communication tool and sighed: "I didn't count on him. When he assigned us together, I knew we could only rely on ourselves."

"Let's discuss when the Beastmen will launch a full-scale attack on us."

"That's all."

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The discussion among the Knights of the Kingdom continues.

On the side, the serfs were working hard. Under the order of the knight lords, they were chopping firewood, and then lighting the fire to prepare for cooking. Many serfs were erecting fences, building wooden walls, and strengthening the defense of the camp.

Deni performed well in today's encounter. The son of the Orion bravely killed the enemy in the battle and shot a single-horned beast blind in the left eye.

In order to reward his bravery, the knights assigned him to work near the camp and take care of the knight's elf horse.

This is a great honor for a serf, to be able to shovel dung for a noble elf horse. If Denis can return to Bastogne's home alive, he can brag about it in the village, and the villagers also Will definitely look at him differently.

This is a serf who shovels shit for Lord Knight's elf steed! He is no longer an ordinary person!

If he could live in the same stable with the elven warhorse at night, then he might be the most prestigious serf in the village, and he was destined to be the next village elder.

Orion's son worked hard to chop wood, just like the serfs around him.

At this moment, the Holy Grail Knight's words reached his ears: "When will the Beastmen usually attack?"

"Beastmen's attacks are often related to totems and celestial phenomena."

"But we don't have sky mages or star mages here. We can't predict changes in the sky or predict when the beastmen will attack!"

"Damn, the weather is always changing this season."

The ax fell to a halt, and Denis remembered something, and his eyes lit up.

The serf next to him quickly patted him on the shoulder: "Oh! God! Denis! What are you doing?"

"Today is September 3rd, right?" Deni immediately came back to his senses, and he checked the date with the serf next to him.

"Yes yes yes! That's right, Deni, work quickly, remember, you must always focus on the work in front of you, otherwise you will be punished by the knight master!" The serf said impatiently, but the next The scene left him dumbfounded.

The ax fell to the ground.

A serf rushed towards Ryan and the others who were discussing the military situation.

"Master Holy Grail Knight! Holy Grail Knight Master! I have a message for... Ah!" Denis rushed halfway with excitement, when a young knight-errant stopped in front of him: "Serf! What are you doing! Pay attention to your identity!"

After speaking, the Knight Ranger slapped him across the face.

There was a burst of severe pain, and Deni was dizzy from the slap, and fell to the ground. He tried hard to get up, half of his face was swollen, and he said inarticulately: "Well... some news... ...wanted to tell...Master Lane."

"Bastard!" The knight-errant kicked Denis in the stomach, and the young knight was completely out of breath. This lowly bastard actually wanted to talk to the Holy Grail knight. What kind of thing is he?

The serf clutched his stomach and screamed on the ground.

The military discussion stopped, Ryan and several people looked over: "What's going on?"

"Damn it! This bastard! He actually interrupted the military discussions of your lords." Another knight-errant rushed over. He directly grabbed Denis by the neck, lifted him up, and then pressed him to the burning flames. Near the pyre, he said loudly: "It's okay, Lord Ryan, Lord Gabriel, a lowly serf is talking nonsense, I will let him have an accident! Let him have an accident!"

"stop!"

"It's okay, he will have an accident himself, we didn't do it, it was an accident that happened to him..." Knight Ranger didn't hear what Ryan was saying, and he rushed towards the flames while pressing Deni's head, trying to make him This serf suffered a bit.

"I said, stop!" Ryan shouted angrily, "Bring him here!"

"Yes... yes!" The ranger knight was frightened by the Holy Grail knight's shout, and he quickly brought Denis to Ryan: "My baron?"

"Let him go!" Ryan continued, he signaled everyone to get out of the way, and walked in front of Deni: "Raise your head and talk!"

The ranger knights let go of the serfs, and Denis, whose face was swollen and bruised, knelt in front of Ryan: "Your Excellency the Baron!"

"What do you want to say up front?" Ryan looked at the serf in front of him. It can be seen that he has something to tell himself in a hurry.

"Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

"It will rain tomorrow night, my Baron!"

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