Chapter 6

The gloomy sky is pressing on people's hearts, which is an inseparable haze.

The drizzle stopped slightly.

The enemy's attack was like a shower of rain and wind. The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, and the raised sword and spear rushed directly to the carriage protected by the bodyguard in the center.

All the enemies covered their faces with black cloth and took off the family emblem on their armor. It seems that they are deliberately concealing their identity.

The first knight held a spear under his arm, the sharp spear tip was slightly lowered, flashing a dark cold light, and aimed at the Red Fort guard in front.

Black cloth wrapped his cheek, only a pair of eyes showed, and a dull low roar sounded word by word.

"Kill! Light! Them!"

Like thunder.

Boom——

The next second, the iron hoof surged and roared.

The purpose of these masked attackers is very clear. They want to kill Leila and her son.

Queen Leila and her maids were stunned by the sudden attack and didn't even react to what had happened.

"Enemy attack!"

Among them, Sir William, who has experienced many battles, was the first to react.

However, at the moment, he had no long sword in his hand, so he could only take off his short throwing spear from his waist, aim at the enemy who rushed in the front, and then throw it directly.

Whoosh——

The short spear burst into the air.

The knight, the first of the masked attackers, was caught off guard and hit his chest directly with a spear.

Bang——

The hard breastplate was not broken by the spear, but it was also hit out of a deep pit.

The masked Knight's powerful spear impact destroyed the balance of the man horse charge because his legs did not clamp the horse. The masked knight was directly overturned on the ground by this great force.

Plop.

Smoke and dust everywhere, the masked knight was thrown seven meat and eight vegetables, because his feet were wrapped in the stirrup and dragged by the war horse for a few meters, he tried to break free.

The cavalry behind him were also experienced. They found out the emergency in time, bypassed the "adult" who fell from the horse and continued to charge forward.

Otherwise, the unlucky Knight will be directly trampled into meat and mud by ruthless iron hooves.

And this raid on the avenue was officially kicked off with this spear.

"Kill -"

In an instant, the sound of fighting resounded through the avenue and the surrounding woods, like thunder. The guards of the Red Castle were just resting. They were caught off guard by the attack and fell into the downwind in an instant.

Several soldiers in a row were directly hit by horses, or their throats were cut before they stood up.

Blood sprayed, screams came and went, and some soldiers even dropped their weapons and directly drilled into the jungle in an attempt to escape.

However, the masked knight who had just fallen from the horse had also struggled to get up from the ground.

He seemed to have broken his leg. He didn't know where the spear in his hand had fallen. He supported the ground with the scabbard of his sword and limped to stand up straight.

There was an indescribable shame in his eyes.

Because the shame of falling from a horse has been with him for half his life.

He was defeated by a red robed monk from mill in the martial arts competition group project held by King's landing. The reason is that the red robed monk frightened his horse with a burning sword. Therefore, the noble knight was shamefully thrown down by his horse.

I didn't expect him to fall off his horse again today. This time, it seems that he broke his leg.

The masked lame Knight stood in place with his sword scabbard in one hand. The pain on his leg poured up like a blunt knife gouging out meat, and the cold sweat on his forehead also seeped out.

However, he just bit his teeth to resist the pain, his face remained unchanged, his eyes were as sharp as hawks and falcons, and still looked at the whole battlefield meticulously.

He saw several red castle guards who were responsible for escorting the queen and Prince trying to escape, then waved their big hands, pointed their fingers to the other side and resolutely ordered.

"Kill them all!"

"Don't let any of them go!"

Before the usurper war began, the family did not express its attitude and drifted between the rebels and the Iron Throne.

However, since the Trident war, the heir of the royal family died, the situation gradually became clear, the general situation of tangaryan was gone, and the family lost its confidence in the Iron Throne. At the same time, it also found the best time to intervene in the war and directly harvest the fruits of war victory.

Now the heads of Queen Leila and Prince wesselis are the best names to join the rebel camp.

However, for a variety of more important reasons, they can not directly expose their identity.

Therefore, at the command of the lame knight, several masked "bandits" were well-trained and decisively dissociated from the battlefield.

Boom

Horseshoes galloped up the mud, and masked attackers rode horses and held bloody swords.

WOW——

Without hesitation, the horse separated the weeds and leaves and drilled into the woods. Strive to kill all the enemies, leave no survivors, and keep all the information from being leaked.

"Very good."

The lame Knight saw the scene and nodded with satisfaction.

Then the pain in his legs hit, the muscles on his face twitched, clenched the handle of the sword and supported his body.

Although the army led by the king was corrupt, the guards of the Red Castle were still elite. When they were caught off guard and fell into the downwind, they suffered heavy losses in an instant, but when they reacted, they still broke out tenacious resistance.

In an instant, under the leadership of the Red Castle coach, several masked cavalry were directly picked off their horses, their heads were cut off with a sword, and blood gushed out like money.

"Protect your majesty!"

The middle-aged man with curly hair was covered with blood. He grabbed a war horse and turned over and climbed up.

The body crawled close to the horse's back. The war horse galloped with a sword in one hand, and escaped the enemy's attack in the space between the two war horses.

Then he cut his throat directly with his exquisite swordsmanship.

Frightened, the horse dragged the body on its back towards the woods.

And wesselis, holding Sir William's sword, is still blank at the moment.

He reflected what had happened, but his legs were as stiff as lead, and watched the scenes in front of him.

The shrill scream, the splashing blood, the head rolling on the ground, and all the powerful images made his breathing slightly stagnant

Then he saw a frightened war horse dragging the body of an enemy and rushing in his direction.

Wesselis suddenly woke up at this time, because he knew that if he was hit by a war horse, he might really die.

He tried his best to overcome his inner fear, and his lead filled legs suddenly seemed to have a trace of strength.

Then when the frightened horse was about to hit him

Jumped aside.