Knight of the Light

The battle situation outside the city is flowing into the 'Holy Light' network like a stream of water, and Zhou Qingfeng and others who are staying in the cold wind city should know everything. But Zhou Qingfeng couldn't sit still. He stayed in the testing ground of the city's main government house and devoted himself to ‘gems arcane’.

The city inside the house is also quiet, and all orders are issued within the information network. Several action teams are turning to support the battlefield where Lorraine is located, preparing to wipe out the nobility's counterattack power in one fell swoop.

As if Zhou Qingfeng was absent-minded, the gem gem arcane he studied was more partial, or because it was too expensive, few people could afford it. Gems naturally store magic power, which is particularly effective for casting spells and has great power.

However, the limit of gem casting is still to be tested. This point can only be estimated in the real world, or it needs to be measured in a different world. To find the casting limits of different gems, it is best to be both powerful and not a one-time consumption.

Brackets-except obsidian. This gem is too ordinary, it is best to find a way to squeeze the ultimate performance.

Regarding Zhou Qingfeng's leisure time, Inessa occasionally reported the situation in the city's war preparations, and said swiftly, "Victor, Kelly seems to be a little different these two days. I don't hate her, just ..."

"Kelly has been in the city's main government for three consecutive days without strolling around. This is the biggest difference." Zhou Qingfeng was clutching a heart-shaped stone to observe the magic, and replied silently, "Don't worry, I have ideas. "

Halflings are a race that can't sit still. They are either making trouble or they are making trouble. On weekdays, Kelly didn't stay around Zhou Qingfeng and didn't call her, she didn't show up at all.

Todd felt that Kelly was suspicious and immediately warned Zhou Qingfeng. Enessa also felt that Kelly was strange, but couldn't find a reason.

Sofia has big data records of all important people's food, clothing and accommodation. It is unreasonable that Kai Li Wo did not go out for three days in the city's main government house.

Cyric can share Zhou Qingfeng's visual and auditory senses, and even his perception can be stronger than his, and the surrounding exploration can be more detailed. He deliberately stayed at the test site, and no one was allowed to approach it within 50 meters. Only hermits were available.

Information network is the only ability that Zhou Qingfeng does not share with Xirek. He and Mad God are fighting in secret, trying to figure out each other. Winning Coldwind is a sign that he can no longer bear the constraints of Cyric. Now it seems......

Cyric thought the same thing.

Zhou Qingfeng pretended to be all right, and Cyric didn't speak. The two seem to be playing Go, and each of them seems to be on the bright side, but they have limited chess pieces. Neither side has an overwhelming advantage and each has its flaws.

How to win or lose depends on who counts farther and has more hands.

Zhou Qingfeng brought a small number of people and horses to Cold Wind City, and suddenly turned over and overthrew the long-legged family. This time it was far beyond Cyric's expectations, and the gods couldn't even count him to do it.

The Doruixing family who had accepted the assignment secretly did not even enter the Cold Wind City, and could only make trouble outside the city in an attempt to force Zhou Qingfeng out.

Fortunately, Johnson Dory managed to gather more than 600 aristocratic remnants to launch a raid, but failed to swallow an action squad quickly. The original swift decisive battle was made into an offensive and defensive confrontation.

"Rush again, let those serfs get on, and cut off those who don't."

Battle scene. Johnson Dory was lucky to estimate the time and felt that he could not stay longer. If the manor and fortress cannot be beaten, their own personnel must run.

Once they ran, the serfs could not keep up. Instead of leaving serfs as captives, let them go to die.

The nobles who lost the attack also understood this, and shouted out the servants, and pulled out the knives to force the serfs and miscellaneous soldiers to resist the crossbow fired by the fortress.

The serfs were panicked and naturally refused to die in vain. Outside the wall of the manor, there was a curse, a noble servant who acted as a minion, drove away with the back of a knife, and soon chopped to death several people, and forced the serf to the fortress like a sheep.

The serf in front of them carried a heavy tower shield. They are not as powerful as aristocratic masters, walking slowly, with different paces, and cannot cover up.

This messy formation is a living target. As soon as the serfs came forward, the crossbow in the direction of the fortress shot them a dozen people.

The front serf fell, and even the tower shield fell. The serfs behind him were uncovered and could only run away crying. But there were hundreds of them, and they rushed forward and forward, and the crossbow fired by the fortress could eventually kill a few.

Inside the fort, the leading officers concentrated their manpower on the side of the enemy's shock. The guard infantry shot at the window with a light crossbow, inevitably firing and killing one or two noble serfs. Everyone fired in turns, but still couldn't stop it.

The manor is too small, it's thirty to forty meters from the wall to the main fort. Dozens of miscellaneous soldiers were shot dead, but the hundreds of others in the back cried and rushed up.

When I saw these miscellaneous soldiers clinging to the wooden exterior wall of the main fortress, the aristocratic masters on the outside finally smiled, and afterwards they were extremely upset-they shouldn't rush on their own just now, so many aristocratic backbones were killed in vain.

As long as it is close to the outer wall of the main fort, the narrow window of the fort can no longer attack the enemies that have been killed. Johnson Dory quickly ordered his nobles to follow up, set aside a fire and burned the wooden castle.

"I knew this, and it was time to let these useless slaves rush. Anyway, they didn't die much." Think of the several aristocratic members who were damaged at the beginning, and the white-haired old aristocrat commanding behind him gritted his teeth.

As long as the backbone of the aristocracy is kept, there will always be no shortage of slaves to eat and fight. However, if there are too many backbone deaths, it will be difficult to pull up the team against the Black Forest barbarians.

"Let the slaves set on fire and burn the **** pariah barbarians inside." The old white-haired aristocrat shouted again and again, and urged his servants to convey the order.

At this moment, the gate of the main castle, which had been closed, was opened. A row of sharp spears emerged from behind the gate.

what happened?

Johnsen Dorruck saw clearly with the aid of hawk-eye surgery, and the pariah infantry No. 20 or 30 launched a countercharge with a spear. The serfs and soldiers crowded outside the main fort just breathed, and never expected that the opponent would take the initiative to kill them.

The sharp spears lined up and stabbed at the serfs with ease. Blood splattered from a body, and every assassination brought a scream. The serfs were too late to escape, and the ghosts who were killed by this counterattack were crying.

Hundreds of serfs rushed to the outer wall of the main fort, and they couldn't hide from them. The hard ground was quickly flooded with blood and blood, and the fallen bodies were layered, not even a place to fall.

The guard infantry counterattacked extremely decisively, and each of them could hear Sophia's instructions and orders through the information network-forward, stabbing. Move forward and stab again. Don't stop, just keep going.

After stabbing for more than ten meters in this way, the serfs and soldiers who had rushed up failed to escape. Even the aristocratic servants mixed in it could not exert any combat power. They were either squeezed and turned hard, or pushed down and trampled on the ground, or they simply ran back.

Seeing the enemy retreating, the guarded soldiers who were killed received it as soon as they were ready, backed up in an orderly manner, and retracted into the main fort. The main gate closed again, blocking a pile of furniture.

The leading officer who stayed in the three-story attic screamed at the results, and his mind rang a summary of the battle from Zhou Qingfeng. The defense is the most jealous of defense. If you can find a way to seize the opportunity to fight back, you can disrupt the enemy's rhythm. Persist until the situation changes.