Chapter 1509: The last samurai

"Crack, click", with the crisp sound of a few metal hits, with the help of the attendants, Sir Samiras has put on the exquisite pure steel armor. m.
Someone nearby took the heavy helmet and pulled it down from Lord Samiras' head.
Immediately, his vision was blocked, and there was darkness in front of him, but as the helmet fell, the front of him became bright again.
It's just that, looking at the outside world through the holes in the eyes of the helmet at this time, it feels a bit strange and unreal.
Then there was another sound of screw turning.
Samiras stood motionless, letting the few attendants busily around him-this full-body armor made of pure steel could only be firmly fixed together with screws and bolts.
Unlike a simple breastplate or chain mail, it only needs a few straps to tie it to the body.
To put on this set of armor covering the whole body, the process is very cumbersome. In order not to affect the flexibility of the armored person, it is composed of too many moving parts, and the workmanship is exquisite and complicated.
Immediately afterwards, Sir Samilas' legs felt tight, and the attendants were tying armor on his legs.
This armor will protect his whole body strictly without leaving any weakness.
An attendant next to him was holding an oil can, carefully adding lubricant to the joints of the armor to make the armor components smoother.
After the heavy armor was put on, the attendant retreated immediately.
Samiras moved a little bit. After shaking his arms, he lifted his legs and walked slowly for two steps. Wearing a 30-kilogram armor, he had to be careful and his balance was difficult to control. Once he fell, he would climb again. It takes a lot of work to get up.
But Samiras felt fine, and found that although the armor was heavy, the joints still moved freely.
He thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and drew the long sword around his waist, only to find with satisfaction that there was no obstacle.
Samiras clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands and held the long sword in front of him, his eyes turning with the brilliance of the blade.
The silver-white sword body emits a brilliant light like a gem. This light clearly shows that this is a sword that has been tempered and tempered by stacking.
He looked at the shining long sword in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: This armor, a sword, is of excellent quality, and it is more than a grade higher than the armor weapons handed down by the ancestors in his family. He used that sword to easily cut a long sword at home into pieces.
This set of equipment is fully qualified as a noble heirloom. And every nobleman will inevitably have one set, or several sets of such heirlooms, which represents the honor of their family and the will of their descendants to maintain the honor.
However, these top-quality equipment are not the products of the Semis themselves. Such sturdy and exquisite armors are not uncommon for the Semis, but they can be met but not sought. Each set is worth tens of thousands, which cannot be consumed by a little nobleman. .
It was smuggled from the human side. The steel seal on the armor proved that it was all the products of the Flying Eagle company that Lorraine owned.
And only sold a mere 888 gold coins, and three years of maintenance wax and lubricants were given away for free.
For Sir Samiras, it was a real profit.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a mocking smile in his eyes: What could be more ironic than using weapons made by humans and cutting off human heads?
Such powerful weapons are also bought and sold casually, and human beings are indeed a bunch of idiots~!
When they are defeated by themselves, do not know what kind of expression they should be?
It's really exciting...
Lord Samiras suddenly had an interesting idea in his mind. He wanted to catch a few human captives, let these captives look carefully at the symbol of the Flying Eagle Group on the sword, and then slowly hack to death with this sword. They, and looking for a bard to sing this story, will surely boost the morale of the Semitic nobles.
Just as Samiras was pondering, this story should be called'The Soul of the Lord Samiras', or when it was still a'Knight of Heaven's Punishment', he heard a low horn from a short distance away. sound.
"Woo~oo~~"
Samiras couldn't help but slammed, "Cang Cang", re-sheathed the long sword, and walked out of the barracks steadily. The armor on his body made a crisp click.
An attendant took the war horse that was also in armor, and then knelt on his knees and lay on the ground.
Samiras was supported by another attendant, stepped on the back of that attendant, and rode the horse, and then took a long knight's war spear.
He picked up the war spear and slammed forward, and there was a'hiss' noise in the air.
Samiras nodded with satisfaction again—this is also a product produced by Flying Eagle. Feiying products must be exquisite, this sentence is really not false.
Immediately looking at the light flashing in the eyes of the attendant next to him, he was quite annoyed at the moment, and then kicked him away-it is said that Lorraine enacted a bill to abolish the titles and privileges of all nobles, and everyone is equal. There is no longer a distinction between nobles and untouchables.
This is pretty good~!
Since the opening of the world, there has been order in this world.
The sky is above, the earth is below, the lion eats meat, the sheep eats grass, everything has its talent level.
Nobles are nobles, untouchables are untouchables.
If they are mixed together, wouldn't the world be in chaos?
Although he thinks this is an extreme thing, he also knows that those untouchables will definitely be ecstatic.
Although they didn't show it now, it can only be said that this group of dogs are all very well covered up. Uncle Samiras would never relax his vigilance against them because of this.
In the past two months, there have been many instances of untouchables murdering nobles in the vicinity of Akadrin. After a group of people were killed, the situation was better.
The nobles have recently increased their vigilance,
So when something was all right, Samiras would beat them a few times to let these cheap bones know exactly what they were.
This is also the responsibility of being a nobleman.
The attendant fell to the ground with a grunt, curled up in pain. Obviously Samilas kicked him not lightly.
And the remaining two people next to him did not come to help, but grinned and laughed at him.
A look of contempt flashed across Samiras's eyes: These untouchables are born to splash things.
The quality is really low. Even in the flock, the rest will come to help and comfort each other when they see their companions hurt, but these people will only bully and fight each other.
Throw them a bone with meat, and they can fight.
Such inferior people will never be equal to the nobles~!
And Lorraine was really blind, and wanted to rely on such a person, delusional to lead the mouse to defeat the elephant, what a fool.
In this battle, he will undoubtedly lose!
He didn't care about the three, but raised his head proudly, urged his horse, and walked forward. Immediately, the eyes were bright.
The road in front of me was full of knights riding war horses, all knights in armor, holding heavy spears.
Flags of various colors, triangles, squares, and strips are carried on the gun heads. The door-to-door patterns represent the glorious inheritance of their respective families.
Undoubtedly, these people are the children of nobles and formal knights. Some of them are conscripted, and some come spontaneously to fight, ready to use swords and spears, and even their lives to defend the long traditions of the Semitic nobles.
Their line is so long that they can hardly be seen at a glance, like a huge torrent. The footsteps of horses' hoofs and the sound of metal clashes converged, making a buzzing sound like a honeycomb.
Samiras immediately took a deep breath, with the reins, and then joined the mighty crowd.
On both sides of the road and on the balcony of the building, a group of fashionable and gorgeous women gathered at this moment. They waved their handkerchiefs and waved to the knights on the road. Some even called their lover's name in tears.
The knights in armor raised the weapons in their hands and greeted the ladies chicly.
Not far away, an officer was waving a banner, shouting hoarsely: "Great descendants of the Semites, now we have reached a critical moment of survival.
Those damned human invaders hit our door, are we going to wait and die?
No, never~!
Brothers, take up our weapons and fight the enemy bravely~!
Use the enemy's blood to wash away the dust on us~!
The head and scars of the enemy are the most glorious medals of men~!
The Great Demon God looks at us in the sky, always watching us.
Let us fight for the glory of the Great Demon God~!
Only the most heroic warriors ascended to the demon sacred temple after their deaths, always with him. And those cowards will be thrown into hell, wailing in the oars and fire~!
..."
Every time he shouted, the knights below all raised their spears in their hands and roared loudly in response, thundering for a while, shaking the earth.
And all the knights are full of enthusiasm because of this, and they can't wait to fight the enemy immediately, let the arrogant humans know how powerful they are.
Although Samiras also kept roaring, the corner of his mouth hidden in the helmet could not help showing a sneer.
He raised his head and glanced at the city wall not far away. He saw an old general wearing a red cloak and full of white hair standing straight, holding his right hand high, and saluting the soldiers under the city.
Samiras could not help but curse secretly: Damn Madolins~! The reason why the uncle is now going to fight is only to defeat the evil human invaders. Instead of giving you life.
If someone is going to hell, the first thing is you, a dog~!
After the battle is over, I will find a chance to kill...er...secretly let go of your cold arrow~!
At this time, with the crowd of iron knights, Samiras had already walked into the gate hole, isolating his sight from the people on the wall.
After passing through the black hole of the city gate, I immediately saw a bright light in front of me.
In front of me was a great plain that could not be seen.
In the field, a piece of green. The rice has grown more than one meter high, swaying gently with the wind, like the waves of the sea.
Samiras couldn't help but sigh, this scenery is so beautiful~!
It's a day suitable for killing.
In the beautiful scenery of early summer, the brave and invincible knights slashed and slashed the enemy, watching their splash of blood spilling over the earth...
At this time, the marching team suddenly stopped.
Then, a loud horn sounded.
The officers rode their horses, roaring loudly, and running back and forth in front of the team.
The formation of the cavalry suddenly changed, from the original long snake marching, all of a sudden, they dispersed into a wide impact formation.
Immediately they saw a phalanx made up of infantry holding their battle flags high, striding forward, and rumbling past them. Then it moved out in front of the cavalry.
It was as if rivers merged into the sea, and legions all gathered here.
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A total of 200,000 troops gathered here.
Looking up, I saw horses and horses gathered, flags fluttering, guns and knives like forests, black and dense, and the edge was not visible with the naked eye. This dense team even covered the world for a long time, with black heads spreading to the horizon on both sides. .
It was the first time that Samiras saw such a majestic army, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed: With such a large army, it is bound to be invincible to fight and defeat to attack~!
"Woo~oo~~" The horn kept ringing.
"Long live our clan~!" The soldiers raised the weapons in their hands and shouted together, the sound blasted in the sky like a thunder.
The officer in front of the formation immediately raised his saber, pointed forward with all his strength, and shouted with all his strength: "Go forward!"
Then the soldiers stepped neatly and walked forward without hesitation.
When it was about to approach the human position, the original huge phalanx split, and some soldiers galloped to the left.
Samiras and the cavalry received the order and stopped immediately.
This made him feel a bit annoyed. As a cavalry, he had to take the lead in the battlefield, cutting down the enemy's heads heartily and earning one after another.
What is it like hiding behind now?
There are infantry in front of them, they can't rush at all, and the cavalry without speed is a living target.
Soon afterwards, Samiras heard a shout from the front of him. There is also a weird sound like thunder-should it be the alchemy magic cannon produced by humans?
This made the cavalry a little anxious.
After another while, the banners in front could not help shaking.
Under the order of the officer, Samiras and others hurriedly jumped on the horse.
Seen shortly thereafter, the soldiers in front retreated like a tide.
Samiras felt nervous for a while, felt that his palms became wet and sticky, and he couldn't help but breathe quickly-this was his first time on the battlefield.
All the distracting thoughts in the original heart disappeared at this moment, only a blank space remained.
After a while, I saw the infantry who had retreated in front of them splitting to the sides, exposing the wide avenue in the middle.
Through the wide gap in the middle, they could clearly see the Free Army soldiers in the rear happily chasing them.
Immediately afterwards, the horn rang quickly.
An officer in front of the formation immediately raised his saber high, and then swiped it down.
The knights suddenly let out a shout of excitement, and then rushed out.
Samiras was placed in the third impact phalanx. Therefore, he did not rush out immediately. But with the rest of the comrades in arms, hundreds of meters away from the rear, watched, watching those comrades charge bravely against the enemy's bullet rain.
Seeing the cavalry under the rain of bullets from the enemy, like potatoes that have been cut by a knife, they were beaten up and turned on their backs, becoming rarer.
In this situation, all the knights burned with anger, and their hearts were full of hatred for those evil flashes, and the enemy's vile weapons violated the noble chivalry spirit.
But when they saw that a lot of cavalry rushed into the enemy's formation, everyone couldn't help but cheered.
Samiras clenched his fists and waved, exclaiming excitedly: "Look, this is the power of a knight~!"
Immediately afterwards, the second group of cavalry screamed and rushed towards the enemy.
And they followed closely, and the horse galloped towards the enemy.
At this time, there was also a tidal cry from the flanks, and the legion that had originally ambushed also showed its faces from the grass and rushed towards the enemy.
At the same time, the defeated soldiers on both wings also completed the assembly and reorganization, and then shouted and rushed towards the enemy.
As planned, they launched a fierce counterattack.
Immediately saw a panic in the enemy's formation.
Although it was far away, Samiras could still clearly see the panic on the faces of the enemies opposite.
Samiras galloped on his horse, letting the violent wind pour in through the visor, and with great pleasure in his heart, he squeezed the spear in his hand, with only one thought: rush, rush up and kill them.
The enemy is about to collapse. Even if you press on a straw, you can break their backs and defeat them completely~!
At this moment, victory was so close to himself, as if it were within easy reach.
The earth swiftly passed under his feet, and red bullets passed by him.
From time to time, he hits the galloping knight next to him, and the beater turns his back.
People kept falling off the horse, but Samiras was not shot at all. Instead, he ran faster and faster.
Only a mere 100 meters away from the enemy. He can even see his reflection through the horrified pupils of the opponent.
Immediately, immediately, you can rush into the enemy line and impose ruthless punishment on these nasty flashbacks~!
At this moment, he realized that he was so bloodthirsty, hoping to watch the hot blood spray from the enemy.
Samiras squeezed the spear harder, and let out a beast-like low growl in his throat.
At this moment, there was a sudden roar from the sky.
Samiras couldn't help but looked up.
I saw several huge and incomparably big birds appearing in the sky on the battlefield. They whizzed and flew above their heads, circled slightly, and then swooped down.
In the next second, I saw several huge things like oak wine barrels flying out of their belly and quickly falling to the ground.
Samiras felt very strange: What is this...
His gaze followed the barrel closely until it rolled over his head and hit behind him.
As the wine barrel fell, he immediately saw a huge wall of fire rising behind him.
The flame rushed to the sky, as if it burned to the top of the sky in an instant, the blazing flame was like hellfire, and the person who was roasting could not breathe.
I saw hundreds of knights involuntarily passed through the huge wall of fire and rushed over.
But at this time, they... they all became knights, and their bodies were burning with raging fire.
Their horses ran wildly in the burning, and the knights were wailing, waving their arms and struggling, but the fire was extremely cruel and ruthless, burning through the armor abruptly into the bones.
As the knights struggled, the parts of the armor continued to fall, so that people could clearly see the burning bones and flesh that they exposed.
The horses under them were also burnt apart and fell to the ground.
The knight who was burning immediately followed and fell to the ground, but some people stood up again with flames, staggered like a blind man, and then fell to the ground.
The air suddenly filled with a burnt smell.
At this time, the big birds in the sky flew by from the left, and immediately saw a violent raging fire in the direction of those ambushes. Looking from a distance, the whole land was burning.
Countless human-shaped torches rushed out of the flames, and howls and screams resounded through the world. The sound was not like a human voice at all, but like the sound of countless souls in hell.
Unconsciously, the artillery, gunfire, and shouting on the battlefield all stopped, leaving only the screams and wailing of those people.
Samiras couldn't help but frightened: Did that Lorraine make a deal with the devil of hell?
Opposite him, I saw that the faces of the soldiers of the Free Army also showed horror, and many people kept crossing their chests. Then... Then he looked at himself jokingly.
Samiras couldn't help but froze for a moment, then looked around, and then realized that after the charge just now, he was already at the forefront of the battlefield, and after the enemy's stormy bullets, there was nothing around him. Several knights.
He raised his head with difficulty, looking at the enemy not far away, with a burst of despair in his heart: It was not like this just now~! Obviously we are about to win~EbookFREE.me~ Why did it suddenly come back?
This is not scientific~!
But as a proud nobleman, he raised the war spear in his hand again, took a deep breath, and shouted angrily: "Long live my clan~!"
Then the horse rushed toward the battlefield of the Free Army again.
Alone, he charged towards the enemy~!
The situation is extremely heroic.
Everyone on the battlefield couldn't help but be moved: Lingshan actually has such a heroic figure. No wonder it can be compared with the iron-blooded man of our race.
Then a cannonball roared across the sky and landed beside him. A huge wave of air lifted him high, and then fell heavily to the ground.
The mortars at the rear finally set up their positions at this time, and can once again provide fire support to the Free Army. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe (this site), give a reward, and your support is my biggest motivation.)