Chapter 903: 885 combat skill lunge

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Chapter 903 885. Combat Techniques: Arrow Step

“Click!”

The Great Sword of the Knight of Lothric is imbued with the light of [Blessed Weapon], the blade is huge and remains sharp.

A straight and sharp arc was drawn in mid-air, cutting through the bodies of the three enemies in front of him like a hot knife cutting through butter.

It's like cutting off three straw men.

Lothric is originally a country that slays dragons, and the knights of Lothric, who are the pillars of force, are also knights who can slay dragons.

But later, for some unknown reason, he started to associate with dragons.

But this does not mean that they have become weaker.

The specifications of the Lothrik Knight's greatsword can be clearly seen. It is a weapon prepared for killing giant creatures.

Every time this sword slashes, it can bring out a chaotic sound of electricity, as well as a golden arc of electricity.

This means that during the forging process, this great sword possesses supernatural thunder and lightning power that can target dragons.

“There seems to be nothing unusual about these guys.”

“It’s too messy here, there’s not much you can see!”

"asshole!"

The narrow stairs and the friendly troops just now made him extremely constrained.

Their shouts, screams, and flurry of weapons were so chaotic that it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

The effect of a surprise attack is so outstanding when there is no preparation in advance.

As the leader of the platoon, Knight Commander Lothric shouted without looking back, while continuing to advance down the stairs.

The level of these attackers is generally higher than that of ordinary soldiers, so they can still attack upwards in unfavorable terrain.

"I have no idea!"

Thousands of people were panicking and huddled together on the battlefield of knife point and death.

However, the low-stress battle situation did not make the Knight Commander and Lan feel relaxed.

Because their initial goal was to find out why these attackers were not afraid of the dragon's breath.

It seems like the movement pulls the air, making it whistle.

After finally squeezing past the panicked soldiers of his own side, and finally having no friendly forces hindering him from all directions, Knight Commander Lothric, who seemed to have been unhappy for a long time, couldn't help but curse loudly.

And now.

The attackers attacked up the stairs. The Lothric soldiers who were originally responsible for guarding were retreating steadily, while the knight commander and Lan still wanted to rush back down to collect intelligence.

The gatehouse on the city entrance bridge is similar in structure to a small city gate. Above are the arrow rest and walkway, connected to the bridge deck through a narrow staircase.

The current situation is indeed chaotic.

For the enemy to attack, it is almost as difficult as attacking a city.

However, this ‘high level’ of combat effectiveness cannot be considered an ‘abnormal’ range.

But these enemies attacking the gatehouse are too normal.

Behind the knight commander, Lan En swung his sword to fend off an enemy who wanted to sneak attack from behind, and then pressed half of his body over him. The man was pressed against the stone brick wall, restricting his movement and struggling. At the same time, the blade also penetrated his body during the squeezing process.

The Knight Commander of Lothric raised the great sword on his shoulder and took a lunge forward at the same time.

Lan En, adhering to the principle of "speak less and make less mistakes", just nodded silently.

The entire upward staircase has been cleared, which is quite bad news for these attackers.

They could not even spare the manpower for a while to continue the attack.

Lan En and the Knight Commander quickly walked down the stairs, just in time to see the two dragoons in the sky, and controlled the flying dragon to spray fire towards them.

They flashed across the sky, their vision limited. So I can only spit fire on the bridge in a disciplined manner.

In order to prevent damage to friendly troops, the coverage area of ​​​​Dragon's Breath is not extended toward the stairs and the gatehouse above the stairs.

The two people who quickly came down the stairs happened to see the attacker being blown away and rolled onto the bridge, being burned by the dragon's breath.

The flames in the flying dragon's mouth are not only hot, but also have a powerful explosive impact.

Lan En saw with his own eyes that a group of attackers who had not yet gotten up were knocked into the wall by the dragon's breath.

Then there was a shrill scream, and there was a "crackling" sound of flesh being burned rapidly.

Being burned to death is simply one of the most painful ways to die.

By estimating the temperature of the dragon's breath, Mentos has simulated the consequences of being burned by a flying dragon.

These attackers did burn a little slowly under the flames.

But Lan En understands very well that the close connection between the body and soul of people in this world means that they cannot be viewed by the standards of 'ordinary people' in other worlds.

Hence, he didn't say much and just watched what the knight commander said about the situation.

Under the hidden observation of the cat's eyes, the expression of the knight commander who lifted his visor was indeed puzzled.

The burning effect of these attackers who were driven down the stairs should be considered normal in this world.

“It seems I have to go to the bridge to find those attackers who can withstand the dragon’s breath.”

The knight commander said seriously.

“Please don’t follow me, thank you for your help.”

"Can those dragoons see you when you say such things?" Lan asked with a frown. "Can they control the flying dragon and prevent you from being included in the breath range?"

Hearing what the knight commander said, the witcher always felt as if he was going to take a risk.

The knight commander silently shook his head. It seemed that those Lothric dragoons had not yet controlled the flying dragon's breath, allowing it to accurately bypass one person's precise control.

"But someone has to do it. If a small mess cannot be cleaned up, it will become a big mess. We can't delay it any longer."

Lann looked at the knight commander of Lothric. He had seen many people who were willing to sacrifice their lives for something.

This is obviously another one.

This kind of person cannot be persuaded.

The witcher shook his head and stretched out his left hand towards a shield scattered on the bridge in the distance.

The mechanical hook above starts with the mechanism.

The shield was a kite-shaped shield. It was blown away by the wave of dragon breath just now, and the outer side of the arc-shaped bulge fell to the ground and was shaking.

The precise hook directly hooked the fixed gripper on the inside of the shield and pulled it over.

The shield seems to have gorgeous reliefs on the shield, but now after several rounds of dragon breath, there is only a piece of black ash covering it.

As the hook lock was recovered, Lan grabbed the shield and handed it to the knight captain.

“I know I can’t stop you, but at least I should hold something against it first. That sword doesn’t have much defensive area.”