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Fireworks rose above the city. The city walls made of iron were stained with blood and traces of battle damage. The lampposts on both sides of the city gate flickered on and off, like candles in the wind.

On the top of the city tower, the dejected atmosphere was about to turn into reality. The knights leaned against the wall, sitting lazily and pouring water into their dry and smoking throats. Old and damaged weapons were thrown aside, and they looked at them warily from time to time. There is a snake spitting out letters below the tower.

For them, this may be the last battle in their knighthood. Without receiving orders from their superiors, they have to stay here. Escape from the battlefield is an absolutely unforgivable act for the temple.

But not all knights have extremely high ideological awareness. There were faint sounds of sobbing on the tower.

People who become knights have very different purposes. Some want to be promoted and make money to be superior to others, while others just want to earn a living. In this special era, no one is qualified to blame anyone else's motives.

"Kids, shut up for me, so you don't upset me with your crying!" At the south city wall, the old knight who had been silent for a long time exploded. He pulled off the giant helmet covering his head, and looked at the people around him with his wolf-like eyes. Several young knights who were sobbing with their heads down were so frightened that their throats were blocked, and their bodies were trembling slightly as they looked at the middle-aged old knight.

This is their mentor, a pioneer knight who has experienced hundreds of battles. He adheres to orders unswervingly and encourages his students. The students are very afraid of him and have never seen such a man. The iron statue showed even a hint of smile.

To the young knights, he is the physical embodiment of the Knight's Creed. Under his eyes, he will never allow himself or his students to do anything that goes against the orders.

"" The old knight narrowed his eyes and glanced around the students he had taught for a year.

"I have told you from the first day you joined the army that this armor is easy to put on, but not easy to take off. You have to take off your helmet! Look at how embarrassing you are now! If you don't have the consciousness to be a knight, you will Go back to your hometown to farm and honor your parents, why are you here to fight? Do you think that dealing with demons is child's play? What a bunch of losers!" The old knight scolded the young knights below so hard that they couldn't hold their heads up.

"Go away." The old knight snorted disdainfully, put his helmet back on, and turned around.

The young knights raised their heads in surprise.

"A bunch of crybaby brats, take off this armor and go back to your hometown! You won't have to fight later to force me to retreat!" After the old knight said this, he stopped looking at them, invisible to the young knights. Angle, the old knight showed a hint of relaxation.

At least, these brats can live on their behalf.

"Ho ho ho! Boom!" The frightening war drums sounded instantly, shattering the brief silence like muffled thunder.

The second wave of siege began.

The young knights looked at the old figure holding a long sword, and then looked down at the trolls coming up in waves like a fire. Their trembling hands finally clenched, and their eyes became firm. Of course, Several knights were relieved and hurriedly smashed their helmets and ran down the city wall like crazy.

Mu Feng ran away like crazy, and the wind blowing behind him seemed to carry the roars and wails of his comrades, mixed with the evil smiles of the trolls. All of this seemed to be an accusation against himself for escaping from the battle.

Me, what am I worried about? This is the opportunity my mentor gave me to escape. I don't belong there. I only joined the Knights to support my family. The trolls are too powerful. How can I defeat them? He didn't want to risk his life, so since it was the opportunity given by his mentor, he would definitely not report him for escaping from the battle, right? So, what are you worried about?

Covering his ears, taking off all the armor on his body, Mu Feng fled like crazy into the deserted streets.

Me, I'm just a coward. I'm not as brave as them, and I don't have any passion. I have a younger sister who is in school at home, and I am her only relative. If something happens to me, what will she do?

Sorry, comrades, sorry, teacher

"Sir, may I excuse you, is the South City Gate ahead?" A childish voice with a lot of etiquette interrupted Mu Feng's confession.

"Eh?" Mu Feng was slightly startled and looked to the side.

The pale moonlight was scattered on the pure and flawless silver hair. The gothic lolita, with her petite and exquisite figure and dreamlike beauty, was standing not far away from her. Her scarlet eyes were as calm as water, and there was a hint of rejection at the corner of her mouth. A polite smile from someone thousands of miles away.

"Hey, yes, yes," Mu Feng blushed and was stunned for a moment before replying blankly.

"That's it. Thank you sir for your generosity~ I'll see you later." The silver-haired girl bowed slightly and saluted with an indifferent smile.

"Hey!? Wait, wait a minute!? Little girl, are you going to go?" Mu Feng, who had regained consciousness, was suddenly startled. He was about to speak out to stop him, but found that the place was already empty.

"Attack the city! Go ahead, let me attack the city!" The third troll brother waved the mace in his hand and roared at the top of his voice. Looking at the ladder set up, he wished he could push away the slow-moving people.

Tuntun's soldiers went into battle in person.

"Get out of my way!! Break the door, open it for me!" The air mixed with blood made the troll Lao San excited. He pushed away a group of soldiers and greeted the closed city gate with a hammer. .

"Dong dong!!" The deafening sound caused the entire tower to tremble.

"Anti-demon giant crossbow! Shoot at the city gate! Don't let them attack the city gate! What's going on?! Open fire quickly?!

"The captain of the knight vanguard guarding the south city tower looked at the troll generals who were smashing the city gate together, and he swore in anger.

"You who operate the giant crossbow, haven't you eaten?! You can't fire a single shot for a long time!?" After the knight captain overturned a ladder, he cursed and turned his sight to the giant crossbow, but was shocked to find that all the giant crossbows were beside him. There was no living person left, except for a pile of mangled corpses in tin cans.

"Yo? Are you looking for him?" A joking voice came from behind, and the knight captain turned around hurriedly.

A tall troll soldier was standing behind him, holding several human heads dripping with blood and grinning mockingly.

Looking at the few remaining companions around him, with the shocking sound of breaking the door and the howls of the trolls, he finally learned that the South City Tower had been breached.

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