Chapter 561

Perhaps the Teutonic Order is a thing of the past Christopher youyou Road, head of the Knights Templars, is no longer hostile to his competitors.

Christopher was a pure Roman, born with supreme glory, that is, being baptized by Jiaohuang himself. Growing up surrounded by Templar knights, like all the people of that time, they did not like the Germanic people who came from the north and could almost be called barbarians. It happened that Solomon was still a German nobleman, and the old box was a Roman aristocrat.

But the two are not the same.

In the days of balamut, the Templar order, the hospital order and the Teutonic Order were established successively. In order to strive for the common goal, it was inevitable that they would engage in intrigue. However, once facing the outside world, the three knights, like their servants, will fight for the glory of God, even if they give their lives.

The two winged angel did not have so much emotion. He was the top man of the light tomorrow. He was born to practice. He seldom dealt with people, let alone participated in the war. He did not know the love and hatred between Christopher and Solomon.

"Later, you don't get close to that man. I think he may come from the East. I want to kill him and understand the East."

The two winged angels vowed that they did not feel that a human could fight against themselves. Even in the same realm, they could easily kill them.

His arrogance is normal, just like you, a rich second generation, don't believe that you can't compare with a poor born child. No matter how much talent the latter has, the rich second generation will always have an advantage.

At this time, the two winged angels are born noble. In the light of tomorrow, it is definitely under a few people, above ten thousand people, plus the strong talent, they will win against several knights. So I don't think tangchuan, a man from the East, can threaten himself.

As time went by, the battlefield became more and more peaceful. The high level of the dead in the castle tower and the crusaders of tomorrow were equally silent, waiting for the next deadly battle.

"Well done just now!"

The boss had a face and spoke as kindly as possible. The Lich may have had a long life, but before it broke through to the Lich King in the real sense, he could not express his joy, anger, sorrow and joy on his face like human beings.

If you don't die, you have to pay.

"Sir, it's the medicine of the dark to buy me. How do you like it, sir? "

Up to now, Tang Chuan has not given his name, and the elder has not expressed any opinions on it. Without him, the name is just a code name. Tang Chuan is not willing to disclose his name to prove that the outside world is still strong, so he has to worry about it.

Tang Chuan smile, know his mind, nothing more than spend more money, let himself more heart to deal with light Crusader tomorrow.

"Yes."

Tang Chuan nodded, this is what he has already confirmed. Besides, nothing makes him happy more than the miraculous medicine.

Looking into the distance, a square array is arranged orderly in the wilderness. The kind of killing is far away even if it is not born.

"Magino square!" Tang Chuan gazed, and could hardly recognize the name of the square array. Beside him, there were other unknown squares, at least for Tang Chuan.

"Legion of Rome! Spanish Square? "

According to the elder one by one, the five hundred year war machine has been opened again. Tomorrow, almost all the squares that existed in the West have been cultivated. Every soldier's strength will not be weaker than a demigod.

"They are determined to get it." The elder murmured that such a combination was not easy to see when he was "alive", and it is even more so now. It is rare to see such a combination.

"Order to go on, prepare for a deadly battle, and stop sweeping the battlefield! Undead above God level are not allowed to be in groups of 351. Do not appear alone on the wall. Besides, if you leave the city without permission, you will die! "

At the order of the elder, several Knights of terror galloped on the wall with their horses, repeating the orders of the elder endlessly.

In the air, the little bat flies in the sky, turns into black lightning, flies to the north of the city, and transmits orders.

On the battlefield, the terror knights, who were still devouring flesh and blood, slowly retreated to the city of darkness, waiting for the possible charge, or rescue, of the Knights Templar.

The Knights Templar did not come after all, not because the French did not pay attention to heroic feelings, but because the Teutonic Order was completely destroyed. It's not cost-effective to consume endless undead with limited life.

"Ten years ago, I knew that they would come soon, so I had been preparing for the war and wanted to destroy one or two knights or their best infantry." Looking at the marching Crusaders, the elder couldn't help but clench the tears of mora.

"I don't know if I should say that they are arrogant or what they dare to look down on the dead! Is it too long peace that makes their pig heads more "smart"

The elder bit the word "Zhong Cong Ming", and the corners of his mouth were upturned. From the beginning, what happened on the battlefield was in his expectation. The only deviation was that Tang Chuan went out of the city, and Clark, the commander of the terrorist Knights' Army arranged for him, killed the successor of the Teutonic Knights.He still remembers how the Teutonic Order was on the verge of collapse five hundred years ago, and how the Templars stood idly by. If the hospital order had not saved the fire of the Teutonic Order, the Knights of the hospital might have been here now.

The French are smart enough not to put their limited lives into endless life and death.

When the elder didn't know, because of the terrible victory of the undead 500 years ago, the whole world of the Vatican of light has changed into a different one.

There is an effect called "Butterfly Effect". In the undead Kingdom, the undead do not know that their hard work has changed the world, and they do not know that their lives have brought down the Holy See of light, which has caused countless years of disputes in Europe.

It's like Napoleon's dissolution of the Teutonic Knights, where love and hate come from.

"No matter what, this is just a beginning, a dispensable start!" Tang Chuan thought of the terror knights who had just died in the war. He felt that this battle had nothing to do but boost morale, and the victory was just a small victory.

The elder nodded and sighed: "no matter what has wisdom, you need confidence. If you don't have confidence, or if you are not the crusaders of tomorrow, you may not be able to resist...

Tang Chuan was silent. The terror knights and ghosts around him widened their eyes. Maybe their buttocks decide their heads. They never know that the city of darkness has already It's on the verge of collapse.

"At the same time, many people felt that it was too difficult to live. Want to leave the world. Some may succeed, but more fail, turning into a pile of bones in the wilderness. "

"In a word, I can't let them have no faith. The dead without faith are just pigs and dogs, which is not enough for them to let go."

The words of the elder before he left were decisive and murderous. For a time, they were not like the smiling "old guy" in Tang Chuan's imagination.

"He's a great undead."

Andre quietly takes off his helmet and looks at the long way away.

"I don't know if he's a great undead, but he's fighting for them." The ghost whispered that she did not know the elder.

"Hum!"

The ripples in the air reach the sky.

Maybe all the good-looking souls can see the boundary on the sky, which is the umbrella of the dead, and also the tomb of the dead, which can't go out for life.

Before the city of darkness was near, countless archers and catapults shot out a net of arrows and nailed countless undead to the wall.

The next second, before the first wave of feather arrows fell on the wall, the light ripple was opened. For a time, it seemed that time was still. No matter how many feather arrows could shoot through the guardian array of the dark city.

"It's the same old story!" Some people chuckle and disdain. They wave their hands and continue to fire numerous bows and crossbows, which are mixed with many magic cannons and magic crossbow carts. They are the war equipment that Guangming learns from the secular world. With the blessing of magic, it is amazing.

Tang Chuan looked at the innumerable feather arrows, his eyes solidified: "this is not the case."

Defense is never the best. Tang Chuan does not believe that the arrows blessed with magic or fighting spirit will be endless, and he does not believe that such means will not break the magic array of the city of darkness.

Five hundred years ago, he heard it many times and memorized it in his heart.

"Release the array, skeleton Archer, lich, skeleton mage, ready to attack!" The Presbyterian, who was in charge of this section of the city wall, ordered in a deep voice that he was the elite who survived the last World War and now shoulders the defense of the southern wall.

At an order, the feather arrow like rain falls down, and once again a group of skeleton archers who have just opened their bows and set up their arrows are nailed in.

However, they were still a little slower. Countless white bone arrows flew out and fell into the archer array under the city wall, which instantly emptied countless archers.

This is just the beginning. Archers' shooting at each other is just a little test of light tomorrow. As we all know, no matter how hard it is to cultivate an archer, it is not better to love than a knight.

Therefore, it is not an example to exchange archers for array defense. It was used by Guangming days hundreds of years ago.

What's more, they also have many magic instruments. The sound of guns is roaring, and its power is no less than that of secular explosives, which often take away countless souls.

"Dead open!"

At last, some soldiers climbed up the wall and were killed by a terrible knight with a sword. They guarded the area and the killed soldiers did not dare to climb the wall.

In fact, the war in the west can not be compared with that in ancient China. Various kinds of war equipment emerge one after another to make Westerners cry.

However, the war had little to do with Tang Chuan. He only wanted to make the relevant forces of the Guangming Holy See lose more. As for the undead, who cares?

The battle on the city wall became more and more fierce, so that the archers under the city continued to extend the range of their bows and arrows, in order to better clean up the evil spirits.

On the wall, countless undead and Crusaders are not fighting. They are just living for no reason."It's time!"

More Crusaders poured into the walls. ＜/p

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