Lord of Glory Chapter 95: Deaths Dinner Plate

Chapter 95: Death's Dinner Plate

"Don't let that one get away! Go after him!" That big man saw Salander get on his horse and gallop away, and imdiately yelled out. But the doppelganger took a look at these enemy troops and imdiately drove his horse forward, putting the crossed sword in his hand high and straight in the sky. He looked back at the cowardly, frightened, raising these squires behind him. And fellow knights with indecisive faces. Suddenly the righteous shouted: "Tell who you are!" Including Bob and two outside the two knights, imdiately tilted his head subconsciously drunk: "We are knights! The brave warriors!"

The doppelganger was unmoved, but then shouted, "Do you want to die?" "No! I still have family at ho!" This ti, it was the squires who were afraid that death would co. The doppelganger suddenly smiled with relief, and his voice cut through the sky, almost reaching the distant Greene Fortress: "I don't want to die either. But we took a vow! Our virtue and justice, bravery and fearlessness! Have you forgotten the sword that rests on your shoulders! Never give your backs to the enemy! For we are knights!" As soon as the words left his mouth, Bob waved his crossed swords with a face full of exhilaration. Yelling, "Our glory!" The doppelganger nodded and swept his gaze over the gradually steadfast fellow knights and those squires. With a loud hiss, he said, "For our glory!"

Before the words were out of his mouth, the doppelganger took the lead without looking back and drove his warhorse up the hill to et the big man! Bob and the other knights, as well as all the squires, imdiately followed, raising their long swords and shouting, "Glory!" As soon as the big man saw that the Kasmis, who were twice as nurous as himself, dared to take the lead in the attack, he heard the word "Glory" resounding all around him, and the big man, who was also a knight, put on the black dod helt on his horse's pouch, took out the blood-stained one-handed axe from his back, and shouted to his squires and the ordinary scouts around him, "Attack! With our swords, grant them glory!"

"Kill!!!" Both sides rode their horses and charged against each other. The Kingdom of Malta occupied the high ground and swooped downward. The doppelganger side was located below and climbed upwards. Anyone who is not an idiot can see that this is very unfavorable for them, who are outnumbered. But the doppelganger at this ti looked at the front of a scout, gray leather armor over iron armor, holding a pointed gun aid at the doppelganger, his face was full of bloodthirsty killing intent! He knew that as long as the few rushing in front were blocked, the impact of later troops would be substantially thwarted. The premise was that he himself was not killed.

"Ahhhhhhh! ' The doppelganger made a decision, imdiately shouted a loud montum, those eyes vaguely flashing golden light, the crossed sword in his hand can be seen with golden veins instantly all over the sword. Seeing that the sharp tip of the gun is about to pierce in the chest of the doppelganger, the doppelganger imdiately flew a deflection, that ride and driven by the very strong speed, holding the hand of the sword imdiately hanging down, upward swiftly upward! Swish! Only to see a flash of golden light! Bob and others who were following closely behind imdiately saw with excitent that the scout did not even have ti to wail, shattered with a crash, a straight bloody trace on the chest, head, spear and horse head in a straight line! With a boom, even the man with the horse tumbled down, spewing out ten feet of blood!

But that's all, Paladin didn't stop there, he picked up a chop at the sa ti, the left hand imdiately flung down, fixed in the arm shield imdiately slipped into the palm of the hand. As soon as he was done, another soldier ca up on a fast horse, and the longsword in his hand cut into the doppelganger's head! But all of this was expected by the doppelganger, who took the handle of the shield in his left hand and flung it violently at the oncoming soldier without stopping in the slightest!

A loud clang, mixed with the sound of cracking bones. The soldier scread with blood all over his face and flew backwards. But in the mont of throwing the shield, another soldier night rode down, the lance stabbed to the chest. And at this ti the doppelganger is the old power just go, the new power for the state of life, if this hits, will be alive through the body hanging on the lance! But this close call, but the doppelganger then threw out the shield force, so that they stick to the back of the horse. The sharp tip of the lance grazed the back and stabbed a blank!

Such a good ti doppelganger, how will let him slip away? A swift and incomparable hand grabbed the barrel of the gun, and with the force of rising up snatched the lance. The right hand imdiately followed, twisting the sword swinging at his waist! The soldier's head was chopped off! This instant, the doppelganger's afterimage imdiately saw another soldier on the right wielding a nail-head hamr riding in. Very decisive to use the montum to throw away the longsword, the empty right hand imdiately grabbed the lance. Once again turned around and roared, the lance was thrown bent and whipped hard on the soldier! The snap shattered the chain armor of that, and fell off the horse with a miserable cry.

Looking at the many strokes, but in reality, it was only an instant. The clone killed four soldiers. Let Bob and the other two knights, who had always thought they knew Alfred very well, were more shocked than pleasantly surprised! Good martial arts, good skills! This is the word that instantly popped into everyone's mind. But at this ti, the avatar has not recovered from the high-intensity combat and responsiveness. The only knight in Malta was riding a horse and rushed down quickly. The one-handed ax in his hand hit the legs of his naked horse with a thunderbolt! The war horse imdiately let out a howl, fell to its knees, but rolled over due to the powerful impact. The clone with a pale face was thrown out with a whoosh!

Boom! The clone hit a lonely fir tree. Now he is used to the ntal pain caused by the fusion of light elents, and he tasted the unimaginable physical pain for the first ti! "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the avatar let out a scream, and lay down in the bushes. Although the armor on the back was not broken, the avatar could feel that the back had received a very serious injury! As long as the force is stronger, it is uncertain whether his spine will be broken! "Wow..." With trembling hands supporting the sandy ground, the avatar opened its mouth and a pool of thick blood spurted out. He suddenly found that there was a haze in front of him, and Venus was shining. It's hard to see what's in front of you. The ears kept buzzing, and the hazy sound of slashing and screams entered the ears, but it seed very unreal.

Knowing in his heart that this body was seriously injured, he imdiately called five hundred elents to repair the injured muscles and bones with all his strength. Soon, the avatar sitting slumped next to the tree trunk gradually regained its vision. The black shadow that was originally hazy and gradually getting bigger in front of my eyes beca more and more clear at this mont. After seeing things clearly, the originally blurred eyes instantly beca sharp! "Ahhh! Die!" A scout, wearing cheap cotton armor, ca up to him wielding a one-handed axe, and chopped off his head! The clone could even see the tiny cracks and black bloodstains on the axe.

Extrely fast, the clone imdiately disconnected the elents repairing the back, and quickly lowered its head to take the fatal blow. The ax imdiately cut deeply into the trunk! The opportunity never ca again, the avatar imdiately threw his hands away, grabbing the throat of the soldier who was not protected by armor. Twist very decisively! Card wipe. The young man imdiately fell to the ground with lost eyesight. The clone naturally pulled out the one-handed ax and stood up unsteadily. Look at this little battlefield. He was deeply shocked at the mont.

On the hillside, a dozen horses fell in a pool of blood. There were so with only saddles left on their backs, scattered away from this human battlefield. The original grass-green shrubs from, but it was dyed so blinding red. On this scarlet red, in addition to the horse's corpse, there are soldiers in different clothes with severed limbs. One can even see, in the distance, there are two sides of soldiers, or riding horses, or on foot.

With weapons in their hands, or with their mouths and teeth. Fighting for their lives. The air was filled with the pungent sll of blood and stench. In addition to the occasional screams and shouts in the ears. It is very clear, as in the ears jumping with a very fast heartbeat. This is the battlefield, just less than a hundred people on the battlefield. Although the Paladin doppelganger read Alfred's entire mory, he also saw the mory of the brutal fight. But now control the shock brought by this personal experience, was far from being able to compare.

At this mont, at the Green Fortress. Kaleqi looked at Paladin with his mouth open and his eyes out of focus with a strange expression. Because he had tears flowing from his eyes. There was no sadness, nor joy. It was purely a catharsis of emotions intense to the extre. Only to hear Paladin suddenly co back to his senses and sighed. Stroking the Bible on the table, but his face returned to the silence, murmuring: "This is the bright red pulp soup, death's dinner plate."