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Chapter 303 Was it successful?

"Will it succeed?"

Outside Tavitsky at night, on a carriage lit by torches by the roadside, Valentine looked worriedly at the city walls hidden in the darkness, thinking about the five young men.

Will they be able to return to Bagnia alive?

……

The sudden signal caused the other four players to jump up at the same time. Alibaba lunged at the nearest guard with a halberd, and the moment he grabbed the gilded halberd shaft with both hands, he slammed his right knee into the guard's groin.

"Just let go!"

Using the force of the guard bending over in pain, he managed to snatch the entire two-meter-long halberd. The gilded decorations flew off during the tug-of-war, grazing the cheek of the nearest noblewoman and leaving a bloody mark on her delicate face.

Meanwhile, the harpist had already overturned the three-tiered cake tower, and he grabbed the heavy silver tray and hurled it at the helmet of the second charging guard like a discus thrower.

With a loud clang, as the guard staggered backward, he drew the sword from the guard's waist, the hilt still covered in cream and strawberries.

"Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!!!"

Leonard, who was behind Oakland, shouted. He didn't look old at all and was incredibly agile. He grabbed Oakland's arm and forcibly pulled him up, running towards the nearest entrance to the Rose Hall.

As the protagonist of this banquet, Albert III made the same move, and he was faster than Auckland, who was only being escorted by an old squire, while Auckland had two strong and young sword-wielding guards dragging him along.

The banquet hall was in complete chaos, with noble ladies screaming and running in panic, preventing the servants inside from getting forward.

The guards outside the banquet hall had already heard the commotion, and some were already shouting for more guards to come inside.

The situation became extremely urgent.

Ye Aonai knew this, so at the very beginning of the operation, he went straight to the entrance of the Rose Hall and knocked down two noblewomen who were blocking his way.

Not all the servants guarding the door had swords, but the knights who had just come in with the king did. When they saw Ye Aonai running towards them, two fully armored knights immediately charged forward, raising their knightly swords to meet him.

Disarming an opponent with bare hands is a high-risk skill with a very low success rate and a low margin for error.

Ye Aonaihe's pupils reflected the cold, sharp edge of the sword, and his nostrils were filled with the metallic, bloody smell of rust. He suddenly threw the lute in his hand forward and lunged forward at the same time.

The lead plate-armored knight simply swung his sword at the flying lute, smashing the instrument to pieces. Then he felt something grab his waist, his vision began to spin, and finally, with a bang…

Ye Ao's ribs throbbed painfully from the impact with the plate armor, but the person wearing the plate armor fared even worse, lying motionless on the ground without uttering a sound. Even if he hadn't fainted, the impact must have been so severe that he was definitely knocked unconscious.

"grass!"

Ye Aonai was panting heavily. He had just run over and then picked up a two-hundred-kilogram iron lump and slammed it to the ground. No wonder he was exhausted.

Before Ye Ao could even catch his breath, he heard a metallic scraping sound behind him. The second knight's sword had already cleaved through the air, its blade aimed directly at his back.

At the critical moment, the battle-hardened Ye Aonai rolled forward without thinking. The sword's edge grazed his shoulder and slashed at the knight's breastplate on the ground. As he rolled forward, he also caught half of the sword in the fallen knight's hand.

As Ye Aonaihe stood up, he immediately gripped his sword with his forearm, the tip pointing downwards in a plowing stance. When the second knight caught up, his half-sword whistling as it fell, Ye Aonaihe suddenly twisted his wrist and flicked upwards, the spine of his sword precisely striking the weak spot on the opponent's blade. The heavy knight's sword was immediately deflected, crashing into a nearby oak table.

Before the knight could finish his move, Ye Aonaihe's sword tip shot up like a venomous snake. He suddenly gripped the middle of the blade with his left hand, switching to a two-handed grip to form a half-sword stance. The thirty-inch blade, like a steel cone, pierced into the gap in the enemy's armpit armor.

With a muffled "thud," the sword tip pierced the lining of the chainmail, and the second knight's right arm, which was holding the sword, immediately drooped down, and he howled in pain as he staggered backward.

"careful!"

Alibaba, in the distance, loudly reminded them.

Actually, he didn't need to shout; Ye Aonaihe had already seen the figures of the third, fourth, and fifth knights coming from the front and left and right.

The fully armored knights attacked wave after wave, giving Ye Ao no chance to catch his breath. He finally managed to take down two of them, but the blade of his half-sword came whistling down again.

However, Ye Ao was a seasoned veteran who had fought countless battles. Relying on the half-sword he had seized, his agile footwork, and his superb German swordsmanship, he managed to fight three fully armored knights to a standstill despite being unarmored.

Although Ye Ao was unable to defeat another knight in the subsequent battles and gradually developed injuries, he did manage to hold off three fully armored knights and block the entrance to the Rose Hall.

The remaining five fully armored knights did not join the battle to quickly defeat Ye Aonai, but instead ran swiftly towards Albert III to protect him on either side.

There was nothing they could do; the remaining four players had already seized weapons and were charging menacingly toward Albert III.

The sword-wielding servants in the hall were no match for them, and the unarmed nobles were killed one by one as soon as they came up, unable to hold them off for even a moment.

Only five fully armored knights came to their aid and blocked their way.

The battle was fierce from the start, as the players knew they didn't have much time left; the guards outside were on their way and would break in within a minute.

"kill!!!"

Alibaba drew a silver arc with the halberd he had snatched from the statue, the tip of which precisely pierced the seam of the knee pads of the foremost knight.

The steel blade twisted at the joints, producing a teeth-grinding metallic scraping sound. The knight groaned and fell to his knees. Alibaba took advantage of the momentum, leaping up by stepping on the knight's shoulder armor, and swept the halberd towards the crown on Albert III's head.

"clang!"

The fifth knight slid forward in time, raised his sword to parry, and amidst the sparks, Alibaba was jolted so badly that his hand went numb, and then he screamed in pain.

It turned out that a knight on the side saw the opportunity. He stepped forward and thrust his knight's sword into his side. The white blade entered from the left side of his waist, and the red blade came out from the right side.

The knight who delivered the fatal blow to Alibaba didn't fare any better, as another player pounced on him, shoved open his visor, and stabbed him with a dagger.

Although he was slashed in the neck by a knight next to him the next second, that was not the point. The important thing was that as the three fell, the last player, who was at the very back, finally saw the old man wearing the crown, and at this moment he was only five meters away.

Without hesitation, he dropped the longsword in his hand, raised the Western-style knife he had grabbed from the table with his right hand, and ignored the sharp weapons slashing at him from the left and right.

"middle!!!"

(End of this chapter)