Chapter 291: Battle of the Two Saints! (on)

ps: The second update today, the second evening
In the south, Bishuicheng.
This city, Swan Castle, and the lakeside fortress are all on the edge of the big lake of Bishuihu. The shape of the Bishui Lake is an ellipse nearly 150 kilometers long, with the long axis of the ellipse in the northeast.
The lower end of the long axis is the lakeside fortress, and the narrowest part in the middle is a bridge across the clear water lake. There is a defensive castle on the bridge. Because there are often swans on both sides, it is named Neuschwanstein, and the clear water city is at the northern end of the long axis. .
Because of the interconnection of the lake, the three defense points can quickly support each other with wooden boats. The time difference is only two days. It can be said that they are connected together. This excellent geographical location just forms a solid line of defense against Baiyun City in the southeast corner of the Principality. .
Of course, the location is good, but there are not enough people, and everything is in vain.
After the news that Baiyun City was breached, not only the Great Lord was anxious, but also the city lord of Bishui Lake, as well as the lord and nobles behind Bishui Lake, were also uncomfortable. They sent family soldiers to Bishui City one by one, even some had some vision. The mercenaries and heroes also rushed to Bishuicheng to help defend, hoping to gain some merits and get promotion opportunities.
On the fifth day, the number of official defenders in Bishui City reached fifteen, and there were ten thousand militias temporarily conscripted. However, Neuschwanstein Castle has reached five thousand, and the lakeside fortress has reached eight thousand, which is at least five times stronger than before.
That is, on the fifth day, news came from the Glory Church that the Knights of Glory were about to arrive, and the leader was not someone else, but the leader of the Knights, Joseph Martin.
This is a big man, Folinuo, the lord of Clearwater City, was ecstatic, and took the officials of the whole city out of the city to meet him personally.
It was already deep autumn, and the Principality of Lehman was already north. The weather is relatively cold, and the weather today is not very good, the sky is full of dark clouds, and the cold wind from the far north is constantly blowing, which is really cold.
A group of officials stood by the road. Shrinking his neck, his whole body is hidden in the thick fur cloak, looking like a big brown bear from a distance.
"I don't know when they will arrive. The weather can freeze to death."
"It's coming soon. The church says it's noon at the latest."
"Don't make any accidents on the road."
"Crow's mouth, don't talk nonsense."
The officials murmured softly. Follino, the lord of the city, remained silent all the time, his eyes fixed on the end of the road.
The news that Baiyun City was broken has spread. Several survivors who escaped from Baiyun City described the existence of a terrible undead demon.
This demon acted like the wind, killing people like cutting grass, and Colossen, the most powerful knight in White Cloud City, looked like a rabbit in front of him. One sword was killed, more than thirty powerful guards rushed up, and saw a circle of red light spread out, and everyone was turned into two halves. This power is beyond description.
It is said that these news came from a coachman who was soliciting business outside the city lord's mansion. Seeing that something was wrong, the coachman immediately ran away and hid all the way. After nine deaths, he finally escaped to life under the blessing of the Lord of Radiance.
Regardless of whether the news was true or false, Folino felt his neck chill. It seems that in the next moment this undead demon will jump out and repeat the killing of Baiyun City in Clear Water City.
Therefore, he was so excited when he heard that the Paladin was coming over. The Paladin was the sharpest sword of the Lord of Radiance in the mortal world. I am afraid that only he could stop the terrifying undead demon.
Time passed slowly, and more than half an hour had passed since noon. The Radiant Knights still did not appear.
The hearts of everyone waiting became anxious, and officials talked a lot. His face was full of anxiety.
Couldn't it be an accident? This is the west side of Bishui City, not the east side. Shouldn't there be undead blocking the road?
The officials of Clearwater City waited anxiously, their worries were not wrong, and the Knights of Radiance had indeed encountered big trouble.
There are two hundred glorious knights in this team, and each has a power comparable to that of a knight lieutenant, which is the 30th-level knight in Luo Lin's mouth.
The group had just returned from the south, and when they heard that Baiyun called it difficult, they rushed to Bishui City without stopping. They only slept for four hours a night, spanning 700 kilometers in three days, and finally reached the west side of Bishui City. The gray wolf hills fifty kilometers away.
The gray wolf hills are overgrown with weeds and rugged rocks. There is only a small road in the middle, and the two hundred paladins have to be drawn into a long and thin team by the narrow road.
Joseph Martin is at the front of the team. He is wearing a dark golden legendary battle armor, holding a silver-white broadsword on his back, and a pure-blooded flame horse under his hip. The rush of days and nights made his face stained with dust, and the light of the armor on his body was a little dim, but his eyes were still radiant. The pupils of these eyes were bright silver, which was not his true color. It is the influence of the majestic holy power within the receptor.
About halfway down the road, Joseph suddenly felt something wrong, raised his hand to stop the advancement of the team, and stopped for a moment. He looked at the weeds on both sides of the road that were full of people on both sides, his face became very solemn: "Ready to fight !"
He felt a dark breath.
The Radiant Knights immediately took off the shield from the side of the horse's back, and at the same time took out the sword, Joseph Martin also undid his great sword from the back.
This sword is a divine weapon in the church. It is called the Sword of Silver Vows. The bright silver sword is engraved with brilliant runes. It has only one function, which is to help the sword master condense the sacred power. It was originally a legendary combat technique of the lower order. The cohesion of this sword can become an advanced combat skill in life, which is also the capital for Joseph and the real martial sage to confront.
Just as the Brilliant Knight reacted, suddenly one by one clay pots flew out of the grass.
The knights immediately raised their shields to block, but the clay pot immediately exploded. The flames that exploded were light blue, and the temperature was unimaginable. The shields in the hands of the knights were directly melted into juice, and the hot juice flowed. Next, it easily broke through the sacred protection of the Radiant Knights.
Suddenly, screams came and went one after another, and many shining knights screamed inhumanly by the terrible flames, rolling around on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies. But it was just in vain. These were unfortunate, and the lucky ones were burned to death without experiencing any pain.
In such a round of clay pot attack, more than fifty people were burned to death by the two hundred paladins.
The Paladin Joseph was shocked. Loudly shouted: "Ignite the fire and put the holy flame in the haystack! Force them out!"
With a sword in his hand, a golden holy power rushed into the haystack beside the road, with a bang, the dry grass in late autumn suddenly ignited a golden flame, and the fire spread quickly.
The same goes for the Radiant Knights. A series of brilliant combat skills rushed into the haystack, and after only a while, raging golden flames ignited in the roads on both sides.
There was a scream in the flames, and then a black shadow rose into the sky, human-shaped bodies. With strong claws on his hands and feet and wings on his back, it is the gargoyle of the undead's trump card.
One of the gargoyles was riding a black-clothed and white-haired old man on his back. He looked at the knight below and laughed: "Joseph, I heard that you are the most powerful warrior of the Lord of Radiance. Do you dare to fight me? ?"
Joseph Martin stared at the opponent on the back of the gargoyle. Sneered: "Morrovogen, I knew it was you!"
"Haha, a few days ago. I killed City Lord Baiyun, and the old man knelt at my feet crying, begging me to forgive me, saying that he is willing to be loyal to the darkness, but I hate this kind of person the most, so I chopped off his head. You Well. Paladin, when I defeat you. Will you pray for life?" Morrovogan chuckled.
Joseph Martin tit-for-tat: "You are too arrogant, Morovaggan. The Juggernaut who can't even keep his sword. What right do you have to say to defeat me!"
Morrovogan's weapon, Silver Moon, was kept in the arsenal of Grand Duke Lehman. It was heavily guarded day and night. The Grand Duke also publicized the matter, and even composed ballads for the bards to spread throughout the Principality.
The sword saint of the full moon loses the silver moon, people all over the mainland know about this, and many children are still singing nursery rhymes everywhere.
The loss of the sword was Morrovogan's first life hate, and now he was picked out by Joseph in person, his gray face turned white again, coldly said: "Killing on the battlefield, there are always times when you miss. What is this!"
"It seems that the dignified Full Moon Sword Saint not only lost his sword, but also lost the glory of the Sword Saint. To change me, it would be better to commit suicide on the spot. Undead demon, today, my silver vow sword will replace me The Lord judges your crimes!"
Joseph Martin jumped off his horse, his whole body circulated like flames, he roared: "Knights, fight!"
He rushed up the hillside.
Morovogan also jumped from the back of the gargoyle, holding his new sword in his hand, and rushed towards the Paladin.
The Gargoyle and the Radiant Knights were not idle either, and both sides disliked each other and started fighting.
The Paladin also launched a confrontation against Morrovogan.
The huge sword in his hand is burning with pure white light, and the air is emitting a series of small silver thorns flowers composed of holy power, dragging out a gorgeous silver light path behind the rushing Paladin.
"Sword of Judgment!" Joseph sent a slash at Morrovogan.
The huge sword crossed a semicircle, the white moon flashed, the momentum was wild and domineering, and the holy power was as majestic as the sea. At this moment, Joseph Martin is like the incarnation of a god.
This is Joseph's most handy combat technique. He is confident that there are no more than three people on the mainland who can block this sword.
"Dang!" With a loud noise, his sword was blocked, indeed there were no more than three, but today the Sword Saint of the Moon is one of them.
Obviously it is a one-handed sword, it is obviously just a simple horizontal sword to block ~EbookFREE.me~ but it makes Martin have the illusion of smashing the mountain, an indescribable majestic force against the opponent's sword After shaking back, he just shook Joseph back three steps.
Morovogan did not take advantage of the situation to catch up and compete in martial arts. He surpassed the opponent a lot, but the opponent's sacred power was almost endless, and he held the sacred tool of the Glory Church for thousands of years.
With this sword cut, the condensed holy power actually broke through his defenses, invaded his body, forced him to use death magic to expel him, and his subsequent offensive was also interrupted.
With this cut, both sides have gains and losses, and victory or defeat is unpredictable.
Joseph completely put away his contempt for Morovogan. The Moon Sword Saint is the Moon Sword Saint. Even if he becomes an undead, his martial arts still stands on the top of this world. This is an indelible fact.
Seeing the solemn expression on the paladin's face, Morovogan smiled: "Your sword is good, and you have received a deep love, but this can't save you!"
Today, his sword tastes the blood of the Paladin!
It is a pity that it is not Yinyue in his hand. Morrovogan sighed with regret. (To be continued)