Chapter 12

The devil stood still.

Suddenly it got dark very quickly.

The dark red setting sun covers the world like blood at one moment, and thick black clouds sweep in at the next moment. The shackles of the north land were opened, and the cold knife swept across the land like a ghost crying.

Medieval night belongs to the devil, to the grotesque, to everything you can imagine the most terrible dark things.

If there is any wretch wandering in the wilderness at this time, the howling of wild wolves mixed in the wind will be enough to scare his liver. Not to mention the other ferocious things that gradually appeared in the dark.

The owl came from far away with a sneering cry. If you lengthen your vision, you will see the scene of the saints trembling - the graves in the wild open their mouths one by one, and the body wrapped in the shroud crawls out of them.

They come to the place where the devil is standing, like a group of jackals seduced by the smell of blood.

To be exact, it should be in the direction of the king's departure. The devil is just standing on the line they must pass when they catch up.

"Ah."

The devil seems to think of something.

"Today is the day of Saint Val's death The way she was pierced by white bone seemed to stay in yesterday

If any priest heard that he mentioned "the death of Saint Val" in such a casual tone, he would be shocked and angry. In the war that swept darkness and light a thousand years ago, the white Saint Val, the holy man's dependents, fell. Her blood was red with the silver emblem.

The day she fell, the dark creatures cheered.

Since then, the saints have mourned their saints on September 23. And witches, wolves, vampires They will hold a grand meeting of witches and demons at the top of the mountain. [1]

however, it was a long time ago, but speaking from the devil's mouth, it seems that he was present in person at that time, and even played an extraordinary role.

"It's a good day indeed."

The devil was overjoyed. He was holding a scarlet rose, as if he was going to a lover's party.

He was in such a good mood that he showed a graceful smile to the guests behind him: "good evening, everyone, welcome to this humble stage."

Alas, the most enthusiastic Castle master will not be more hospitable than he when he welcomes guests.

What can be called "guests" by the devil is nothing that can enter the church:

the ladies of the night tour ride wild animals and come a long way from the darkness. They obey the moon goddess, night mistress and Diana just like their hostess. The friars in black followed a big man, and to his left was a death knight with a black flag. Half human and half bird, Mrs. pomfret combed her wings. In the north, there is a faint shadow of a werewolf travelling

Just like the uncorrupted corpses in the graves, these dark creatures with higher wisdom smell the smell of darkness and follow them.

Ordinary people, priests, astrologers They can't smell that breath, only the existence in the dark can smell it. It was a wonderful blood smell that was sweet enough to drive them crazy.

It's not the taste of ordinary people, those damned priests. Their blood smells like a gutter on the side of the road to the dark creatures. And the smell of blood is so sweet that it reminds them of a thousand years ago, when darkness ruled the mainland.

Like the most gorgeous red rose.

The smell of blood only spread a little in today's special time, and those who smell it have come far away.

"It's a pity that it's too late. Otherwise, please send your regards to my old friends."

The devil, holding the rose in his hand, bowed apologetically to the "guests".

His "guests" are at a loss.

They looked at each other. Most of the dark creatures near tru city and Yuehe fortress knew each other. Then we looked at the strange devil standing on the hill, as if no one knew him.

Half human and half bird, Mrs. pomfret looks at the beautiful and luxurious devil. Her nose and nails have become beaks and claws. At this time, she combs her feathers gracefully with her sharp beak and asks in a shrill voice, "where are you from, strange devil? I haven't seen a devil like you for a long time Oh, my God, your fellows are not very likable

The big man with the friars in black is much simpler.

"Get out of the way of the devil, don't hinder us from hunting for our souls. Get out of the way, devil. I don't care where you come from, either join us and tear the rarest crimson soul to pieces with us, or we will tear it to pieces You don't want to enjoy the feast alone, do you? "

The devil stood on the hill and straightened up.

Facing the big man's vigilance, the devil was stunned at first, and then he laughed recklessly.

The laughter grew louder and louder, showing so much evil.The big man angrily took down the huge hammer from his back, which was full of dripping blood.

The devil's laughter suddenly disappeared.

He was holding the red rose, laughing one second, the next second rage has swept his eyes. ——From this point of view, the devil's ups and downs, and he signed a contract with his Majesty the king is simply a fight.

"I'm not in the habit of sharing treasures with others. Maggots. "

He said coldly.

"His soul belongs to me alone."

The devil announced.

The rainstorm poured down without warning.

………………

Their king's temper is worse than Israel's.

The people in the negotiating mission are aware of this.

Winning the negotiations from the brescians did not please the king. Ignoring the tiredness of the crowd, he strongly ordered the motorcade to rush back to the castle as soon as possible, before dark.

The negotiation site is located between Yuehe fortress and tru city. It can be done at full speed.

But no one thought it would get dark so fast.

At one moment, the sky is still bloody red. At the next moment, it's dark enough to drip ink. Not only that, but also the wind was so cold that everyone could not help shaking. Even if they didn't leave the camp, they would be in bad weather.

Any tent will be blown to the sky in the face of this gale.

Abnormal weather, thick darkness All this makes people feel a strong uneasiness.

The housekeeper lit a lamp for the king, and the knights in armor lit a torch. The wind was too strong. Although the torch was not blown out directly, it was too small to be better than a match.

The horses were kicking their front hooves and snorting one by one.

It's like hell has opened a hole.

The housekeeper couldn't help thinking that.

The king was sitting in the carriage. Although he was wearing a heavy and warm cloak, his face was paler than anyone else. His head began to ache, as if a knife was scraping little by little He didn't know whether it was a sequela of rebirth or an old problem he had.

The housekeeper came to ask him what to do next.

The king butted his back against the cold metal carriage and answered calmly.

His cover up was so perfect that no one could hear him.

At the king's command, everyone pulled out their weapons and moved on warily. They don't know why the king is so alert, but in this environment, caution is always right. May God bless them who trudge in the dark.

Tonight is the death of Saint Val, and the Lord is angry and sad for the fall of his dependents.

Tonight, he does not bless the common.

"Defense -"

as the motorcade climbed up a small hill, the experienced Knight general suddenly felt a chill from his spine. He didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately raised his shield.

His voice was torn to pieces by the wind.

In the noise of people and horses, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air is a little shrill.

"Enemy attack!"

The Knights cried out. They gathered in the front of the motorcade at the first time, set up a hard shield, and formed a defensive wall in an instant.

Dang - Dang - Dang -

one arrow after another hit the shield, and the iron arrow collided with the shield, making a series of clear sounds.

Everyone should thank the wind for making them so embarrassed! They were just upwind, and the enemy arched against the wind. If the wind had not cut the speed and strength of the iron arrows by more than 40%, they would have suffered casualties at this time.

Who is it?

Horror almost swept through everyone's heart.

Who is it? Ambush here? Who is so bold as to want to kill the king of Legrand?

I'm afraid the only one that had been expected was the king himself.

Almost as soon as he heard the noise, the king immediately grabbed his sword and whip and jumped out of the car. The housekeeper turned pale at his unexpected behavior. The king was not in the mood to pay attention to him. He seized his own horse and turned over.

"Your majesty

The housekeeper thinks he's going crazy.

The arrow stopped.

The enemy also found out that their plan had failed. In such a strong wind, any arrow rain is just a joke. They stopped in vain.

The king drove his horse over the motorcade and came to his knights.

A flash of lightning tore open the black sky.

The world is illuminated in this moment, all things show their true colors in the cold white.

The king saw his enemy.

Under the hills, the yellow grass was blown to the ground. Across a wetland, a group of terrible cavalry was illuminated by lightning.He heard the voice of the housekeeper behind him tremble slightly: "Gu Grundy cavalry

In the pale light of the lightning, the heavy cavalry were as dark as a shadow. They have the most exquisite armor on both sides of the Straits, the most terrifying cavalry. They sat on the powerful horse with high head and heavy armour like people, carrying arrows behind them, and carrying long guns of chilly cavalry in their hands. [2]

their breastplates are glowing.

They are descendants of the sea barbarians who invaded the western continent in the 12th century.

The world is snowing.

The king was at a distance from his enemies.

The author has something to say: (1) referring to the night of valburgess in the middle ages. Valbugis, a saint, holds a night meeting of witches and witches on the mountain on the eve of the festival.

[2] Refer to Lombardy heavy cavalry. They were distributed in northern Italy, with the most exquisite armor and the most terrifying and protective cavalry in Europe at that time. Their horses were heavily armored, and they used cavalry rifles as weapons. In the words of Dan Jones, "it's enough to drive the hell out of anyone who sees them.".