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

Chapter 92 Persuade to surrender
The surroundings were eerily quiet, except for the salsa of snow being oppressed, only the sound of breathing one after another could be heard.

This is Lihe City

Menechel stopped, and the several scouts following him also stopped.

"Master Menechel." The scout lowered his voice, and he stared at the dark woods around him uneasily: "It's too quiet here."

The battlefield where the stalemate should have taken place was empty, not even a trace of blood could be found.

Menechel's face became gloomy. Although he had guessed it earlier, he couldn't restrain his anger when he was actually faced with such a situation—the request for help signed by the city guard of Lihe City was just a temptation. He Menechel came to the trap.

Those bastards have already figured out the logic of Minechel's behavior, and they used the grain city of the Eastern Conquest Army as bait. Out of consideration for the overall situation, Minechel would definitely lead his troops to find out even if he knew the danger.

"withdraw--"

Menechel lowered his voice, but at this moment his ears caught a slight cracking sound.

Sweeping the long spear, a white awn flashed across the tip of the spear, deflecting the arrow that was coming straight out of the way.

The buzzing of the arrows seemed to turn into a horn of attack, and there was a whistling sound suddenly in the dense forest that was so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing just now.

"Retreat, get out of here immediately!"

Menechel yelled, but without his reminder, several scouts pulled out their sabers from their waists.

But in the shadow of the dense canopy, under the snow, and even between the branches of dead trees, one knight after another in full armor came out from these places that could not accommodate people, just now Menechel In the short time after the order was issued, the retreat route was blocked.

Menechel tightened the spear in his hand, his eyes were lowered, and his expression was cloudy and uncertain. Among the surrounding knights, there were knights in strange clothes, but there were also guarding knights from Lihe City mixed in. .

Magic, the most superficial counterfeit magic, was originally the trick that Menechel disdained the most, but at this moment, it forced Menechel to death.

In the front, a dense mass of shield soldiers is slowly approaching. Amidst the crowds of people, you can see a few bows and crossbows that are ready to be fired. As long as the enemy gives an order, they will mercilessly kill Menechel and the others. Shot into a sieve.

"Lord Menechel, there is an ambush among us."

Menechel glanced at the speaking knight, who must have really felt fear, and said meaningless words with a pale face.

He scanned the surrounding scene very quickly in an extremely concealed manner. Under the dim light, he could not accurately determine the specific number of enemies, but since the opponent dared to show up, it showed that the opponent had sufficient confidence.

Protecting the spear in front of his body, Menechel lowered his body's center of gravity, and red and black magic power as small as an electric arc flickered and danced around his body.

"Are you using bows and arrows?" Menechel's voice was provocative. Under the dim light, his eyes reflecting the dark red streamer became the most conspicuous sign, and the almost overflowing playful expression seemed completely different. Put the opponent's disparity in military strength in your eyes.

And the fact is that it is.

Menechel brought only four scouts, and the main force of the Knights was far away and had not yet entered the jurisdiction of Lihe City.

Just wait for a while, if Menechel has not returned within a period of time, then his deputy will lead the knight to detour back to Galo City to prepare for defense-this is also Menechel's last emergency measure.

A red-black arc spread from the fingertips to the tip of the gun, and there was a crackling sound in the air.

With the reputation of the past, you can procrastinate as soon as you can, if you can't, the next step is to resign yourself to fate.

The imaginary rain of arrows did not fall for a long time, but Menechel's hand holding the gun did not relax in the slightest.

"Indeed, the volley of arrows has no meaning for Britain's first knight. The knight in black armor: "But now, Knight Menechel, can you really hold off a general attack of 3000 people?"

Menechel narrowed his eyes, the pupils flashed with a dangerous luster, and the haze enveloped his heart.

Seeing that the other party was posing for a conversation, Menechel was also willing to delay the time.

"I'm curious." He looked at the black armored knight in front of him, who was undoubtedly the commander of the enemy.

"From what you say, you seem to know something?"

Was it revealed by the city guard of Lihe City?No, that kind of third-rate knight should not know such information.

"You are old, First Knight of Britain. Too old to keep your undefeated crown."

A gleam of light flashed from the bottom of Minechel's eyes, and a bit of coldness spanned the space of a few feet away, and a simple thrust without any fancy went straight to the exposed cheek of the opponent. The extremely fast closing distance made Minechel's pupils involuntarily Start to elongate.

The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded.

I don't know how long it took to feel the feeling of the weapon colliding. The opponent raised the tip of the sword as if he had been prepared, and blocked the fatal gunshot with an extremely small movement.

The moment his feet landed, a tiny electric arc exploded from the soles of Menechel's feet, and before the shield guard could react, he opened the distance again.

"Knight Menechel, you are really much weaker."

Menechel tilted his head, and the tentative blow just now failed to achieve a kill, but he didn't expect that the other party was not annoyed, and he was still talking with him calmly.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Ezequiel sighed silently.Apparently, Menechel didn't recognize him, which is normal - after all, when they met last time, Ezequiel was just an unknown character that the other party didn't even want to kill.

But today, ten years later, also in Lihe City, the situations of the two sides have changed dramatically.

Perhaps out of some kind of bad taste in his heart, Ezequiel grinned and said, "But your undefeated feat, Knight Menechel, should not end here."

The man said, mocking viciously in his tone: "Surrender, I can declare to the outside world that you are acting out of dissatisfaction with King Arthur, so that your great achievements can continue."

Undefeated honor, what a beautiful word, Ezequiel thought, probably no knight could refuse such a temptation.

In the Xuelin, as Ezequiel's words became audible, everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on Menechel.

"you……"

The Thunder Snake twisted and wrapped itself around the tip of the spear, and the sudden explosion of lightning instantly lit up the entire forest.

The killing intent, the unscrupulous killing intent strangled the throat of everyone present as if materialized.The light armor, which was originally as smooth as snow, spread out piece by piece, protruding a hideous layer of horns.

"Let me surrender! What are you!"

Ezequiel only felt a chill on his neck, and couldn't help but take a step back. The next moment, a streamer as bright as punishment from heaven rushed in front of him.

The shield guard who was standing in front of Ezequiel was thrown away, and the shattered round shield flew towards Menechel and Ezequiel.

A fierce cold light flickered and rushed towards Ezequiel, Ezequiel raised his sword in embarrassment and managed to block the second thrust, the shock from the hilt of the sword made Ezequiel's arm A burst of tingling.

Ezequiel's eyes couldn't help but meet Menechel's dark red eyes like the setting sun again, and the sense of panic once again caught up with the individual named Ezequiel.

The sunset that he thought he would never remember again in his life just happened to be the spear hanging in front of him at that time.

Are you kidding... Didn't it mean that this guy has weakened to the point where it is not worth mentioning?

He gritted his teeth and tried hard to set up the long sword in his hand, but he still couldn't stop the tip of the gun from getting closer and closer to his face. The real strength made him doubt the authenticity of [Reliable Information].

"kill!"

Ezequiel almost squeezed out the word between his bites, and the surrounding shield guards raised their large shields and smashed at Menechel's body as if awakened from a dream.

With a loud noise, the shield hit Menechel's body in reverse, and the flat shield surface was sunken. Ezequiel only felt a lightness in his hand, and his body fell forward involuntarily.

And Menechel, as if he couldn't feel the pain, took the shield attack hard, and then turned sideways to let the shield guards approaching one after another.

Under his vision, everyone's movements were infinitely slowed down.The magic power that was so full that it almost burst the body supported Menechel to move again.

This state of overload probably won't last long.

Menechel thought, except for the initial rush of blood, his brain was extremely clear at this time.

He knew that what he wanted to do was not to kill the enemy's commander.

Evacuation is the first priority.

　It will be on the shelves tomorrow, I will try my best to type, and make up for what I owe everyone
　　
　
(End of this chapter)