The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 52 Facing the glory and accepting the support of everyone
The quality of morale can often determine the outcome of a war. When the signature cavalry cannot be used, Lincheng was breached in an instant.

After the Duke of Cornwall sent reinforcements to take over the defense of Lihe City and Lincheng, Menechel immediately led an army of more than [-] people to the next city.

At this time, the news that the river city in the "Invincible City" was breached, which should have been made public, was barely spread, and this was not good news for the Stark region.

For a while, Stark's morale was low, and the border town with only a few hundred people guarded lost the fighting spirit to resist. Often, Menechel's 3000 people surrendered the city as soon as they approached the city.Within five days, Menechel had conquered seven cities.

And further on, there is the capital of the Stark rebels, Torrhen's Fangcheng.Except for King Bei, the other three rebel kings should all be in the city.

Reluctantly suppressing the idea of ​​a big army pressing down on the border, Minechel knew that Torun Square City was not comparable to the small towns along the way before. But nothing can be hidden.

Ordering the soldiers to rest on the plain about one kilometer away from Torun's Square City, Menechel looked at the brightly lit Torun's Square City in the distance, thinking about the next countermeasures in his heart.

It is conservatively estimated that there are at least [-] knights and [-] soldiers in Torun's Square City, and Camelot is not dominant in terms of numbers alone.

Although there were many cities that surrendered along the way, there were also some tough ones who fought to the end. All of them were attacked by Minechel [let the army attract firepower and then he smashed open the city gate and killed all the rebels] to attack the city. Process broken.

And with the use of this simple strategy, the enemy is also gradually guarding against Menechel.In the last siege battle, there was a spectacular scene where no one rode a horse after the whole battle.

This situation set off alarm bells in Menechel's heart, but he couldn't stop his attack. He missed this opportunity, and when the enemy regained their strength, it would be difficult to eradicate this cancer in the northern border.

The flames dyed the night wind with a tinge of heat as the flames swirled, Minechel quietly grabbed the handle of the knife in his hand, the breeze blowing behind him was blocked by something, Minechel still pretended nothing Knowingly looking into the distance.

As the opponent got closer and closer, Menechel flicked his arms, his waist turned along with his legs, and the big sword was pulled out of the soil and shot straight at the quietly approaching figure behind him.

With the faint light of the fire, Menechel could clearly see the face of the person coming.With a little force in his hand, the sword edge slid across the opponent's side face.

"Kai, don't walk in a sneaky way from now on." Menechel withdrew her hand, put the big sword on her shoulder and said, "Otherwise, if it gets too dark one day, I will kill you accidentally."

"Yes... yes." Kai's eyes dodged a little, as if he was still immersed in the horror of the brush with death just now: "I'm here to let you rest. You haven't slept well for a long time, right?"

Menechel shook his head, and put the sword back on the ground: "I'm not tired yet."

Although he hasn't slept for two days, for Menechel, as long as the mana is sufficient, there is no need to sleep to restore body functions.

"I'm sorry if I bothered you, but for the sake of your health, it's better to sleep for a while."

Menechel's eyes were fixed, he nodded in agreement and said: "Okay, I'll go to sleep for a while, you let that guy from Lanmarok watch the night for me. The enemy is likely to take advantage of us when we first come Rob camp."

"I'll call him later. You"

Before "Kai" finished speaking, his head was knocked into the soil by a sword, his body arched forward at an extremely exaggerated angle, and there was no time for the opponent to react. The kick went straight to "Kai"'s stomach.

Accompanied by the sound of muscle tearing, "Kai" was kicked flying by Minechel.

Withdrawing his feet, he turned his head and looked suspiciously at "Kai" who was struggling to get up after falling to the ground. Under normal circumstances, this person should have been unable to get up, and the feeling of his feet just now was not right.

Like a puppet used by the jester, "Kay" sat up from the ground in a very stiff posture.

"How did you find out."

Crap - that Kay guy never apologizes in private.

Slandering in his heart, Menechel ignored the other party's nonsense like delaying time and directly stepped forward and waved the big sword in his hand.

"Kay"'s body, which was originally as stiff as a puppet, dodged Menechel's side cut with anti-human softness like a liquid.The joints of the hands were bent backwards, and the dagger in his hand was aimed directly at Mineschel's heart.

Menechel, who had been prepared for a long time, raised his chest, and at the same time drew his sword and slashed from behind the enemy.

The dagger pierced straight through the armor, and Minechel, who felt the danger, turned sideways to avoid the vital point in time, but the pain from his lower abdomen still made Minechel take a few steps back uncontrollably, his center of gravity was out of balance causing The third sword brushed against the back of the enemy's head.

Somewhat unexpectedly, he looked down at his abdomen that was oozing blood—this seemed to be the first time his armor had failed.

"magician?"

Menechel spoke for the first time during the battle, his voice was a little surprised but not flustered, which made "Kai"'s face annoyed.

"So what if you know, Ghost Knight, this dagger has been poisoned by the phantom species, and your self-healing ability has no effect at all."

Menechel took off the dragon scale armor on his body while the other party was talking, and saw a layer of bleak black air permeating the abdominal wound, inhibiting the healing of the wound.

Red magic power emerged from Menechel's body, dyeing the surroundings with a faint blood color.Stretching out his hands and claws towards his injured abdomen, he tore off all the black and purple flesh under Kai's incredulous gaze.

The blood was instantly stopped by the high temperature attached to the thunder and lightning, and granulation sprouted out under the stimulation of magic power, and the wound slowly disappeared.

Menechel squeezed the flesh and blood in his palm with force.

"Half." Menechel pulled out the blade stuck in the soil again, showing a mocking smile.Before the opponent could react, Minechel detonated the magic power gathered under his feet, and the reaction force generated by the explosion pushed Minechel forward. Under the high-speed changing field of view, Minechel's pupils became slender .At this time, the opponent's every move was extremely slow in his eyes.

At the same time as the landing, Minechel grabbed the opponent's neck, stabbed the hilt of the sword towards the lower abdomen, and the neck was exposed to Ben's gaze unsuspectingly.

Turning the edge of the sword, a sword owl's head, the movement without delay did not give the opponent a chance to breathe.

Drying the blood on the blade, the sound of the headless corpse falling to the ground also sounded at the same time.Instead of looking at the same corpse, Menechel grabbed his hair and lifted his head. The face that was exactly the same as Kai just now had completely changed into another person's appearance.

Throwing away the sundries, Menechel realized what a commander should do at this moment.

"Enemy attack!"

The sound blessed by magic resounded through the camp of 3000 people.

However, the rustling voice in his ear has gradually faded away.

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