Imperial Crown

Marquis Faraday was sitting on the temporary command platform.

He was not tall, but he was quite obese, three times fatter than the original Weston, so that his armor looked like a huge cocoon.

Although he was 36 years old, his fat still made his face wrinkle-free. His fat fingers like carrots pinched a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the tip of his nose:

"This damn sun is really poisonous."

"Earl Palmer, you can't delay any longer. If Raven still can't take down the Wall of Sighs when he comes back, I'm afraid I will die in this sun."

Earl Palmer, the one sitting next to him, looked completely different from Faraday.

He was only in his early 50s, but he looked like he was 90 years old. He was emaciated and had obvious age spots on his chicken-skinned face.

Her lips were pursed like an old lady, but her mouth showed a mouthful of white teeth:

"Haha, there is nothing I can do. My Wolf-Faced Legion is not as good as your 'Volcano Legion' after all. It is normal to have a little difficulty."

"But don't worry, there are only about 5,000 defenders in the city. After these few days, I am afraid that there are less than 3,000..."

"Thank God, you mean, we can take back the Wall of Sighs today?" Faraday wiped his nose and then wiped his forehead. When he put the handkerchief in front of his eyes, he saw a striking yellow oil stain.

"Who can predict the war?" Palmer said without making any promises:

"Speaking of which, I haven't tasted the delicious Angel's Tears for a long time since the locust plague last year."

"I hope there is still stock in the Sighing Wall, so that maybe I can enjoy it soon."

Faraday laughed:

"If so, when I capture Raven, I will force him to hand over the formula of Angel's Tears so that Earl Palmer will never lack wine to drink."

Faraday is a marquis and Palmer is an earl. Although the titles are one level apart, the scale of the fiefdom, financial resources, and strength are not much different, and it is hard to tell who is better when getting along with each other.

This time, the cabinet and His Royal Highness the Grand Duke ordered the withdrawal of the Sighing Wall and blocked Raven's way back.

According to the cabinet's arrangement, although Faraday has a higher title, Palmer is older and more stable after all, so in principle, Palmer is in charge.

However, Palmer did not use this important position to force pressure, but divided the responsibilities with Faraday from the beginning.

Palmer was responsible for taking down the Wall of Sighs, while Faraday took the credit for destroying Raven.

Of course, both of them knew that war was no joke, so they did not really help each other.

The Wall of Sighs was only under the responsibility of Palmer, and Faraday's army was not involved, mainly because the width of the wall was limited and the number of troops that could be deployed was limited.

But a considerable number of catapults and siege vehicles were supported by Faraday.

"Raven will be back near the Sigh Wall in 7 days at most." Faraday's words were full of urging:

"Your Wolf-Faced Legion is not bad in combat power, but it is still difficult to make a final decision."

Palmer is not as stubborn as his appearance:

"Haha, of course, that's why I let 'that person' join today's siege sequence."

"Him?" Faraday was stunned: "One shot, 1,000 gold coins."

"I hope he is worth it."

...

A ghost, a blue ghost wandering on the wall.

He was wearing a blue robe belonging to the Principality of Eivor, and under the robe was armor covered with magic patterns, and the armor breathed in a bleak gray mist that made people palpitate.

His footsteps were light and silent, and every time he swung the overly long knight's sword, he would take away a life.

And the blood of the people he killed would turn into red light, flowing down his sword to his body, leaving only a shriveled corpse.

"Huh..." A wisp of gray mist emerged from his visor, and his cold eyes swept through a group of soldiers, and finally locked onto a figure who was fighting bloody dozens of meters away.

Raising his long sword, he slowly approached the target.

Link, who was stared at by the blue ghost, was unaware.

He held a long spear, holding the end of the spear with one hand and the shaft with the other, and pushed hard. The long spear knocked down the long knife in the hand of the wolf-faced warrior in front of him, and pierced his throat with a puff.

Even so, the wolf-faced warrior was not dead yet. He actually grabbed the shaft of the spear with one hand and waved the long sword with the other hand, passing it to Link's throat.

Boom——

A ball of fighting spirit flames exploded from the tip of the spear, enveloping the wolf-faced warrior, and a strong smell of burning spread, which completely destroyed his life.

Link drew his gun, watched the wolf-faced warrior in front of him fall to the ground, and used the tip of the gun to pick up his visor, and saw a face like a mummy.

The skin was dry and stiff, not from the burning of the flames; the nose was completely bald, the nose tip disappeared, leaving only two holes; the teeth were burnt yellow on the atrophied gums.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Link's mood became heavier.

These people in the Wolf Face Legion were like this, their strength and endurance were far stronger than ordinary people, as if they knew no fear and no fatigue.

Their vitality was very tenacious. Unless their torsos were smashed or their heads were directly chopped off, they could still fight for at least 5 minutes even if their hearts were pierced.

It was because of them that the defenders suffered such high losses.

Once these wolf-faced warriors climbed onto the city wall, the defenders of the Snow Maple Legion were no match at all. They often sacrificed six or seven lives and might not be able to kill them.

Even if the Eagle Army took action, they would suffer losses if they were a little careless - the gap in equipment between leather armor and iron armor cannot be made up by tacit cooperation alone.

Moreover, the shooting tower not far away was still shooting feather arrows continuously.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Link was startled and immediately jumped to the side with both legs.

Dong——

A feather arrow wrapped in green swift wind brushed past the position where Link had been standing before, and hit the city wall hard. The power of the feather arrow fragments shot out in all directions was not reduced at all, and instantly penetrated into the bodies of the two surrounding defenders, taking their lives.

Link turned his head and saw that on a shooting tower more than 100 meters away, a tall woman was raising the enchanted longbow in her hand provocatively.

Her silver hair fluttered in the wind, and her skin was as dark as ink.

It seemed to be the legendary drow, that is, the dark elves who fell into evil.

How could there be drow here! ?

Before he could think about it, Link suddenly heard a familiar scream!

"Get out of here——"

That was Howell's voice. The long sword in his hand burned with shining bright fighting spirit and aimed at a blue figure who was walking.

Although he looked brave and strong, his trembling legs betrayed Howell's heart.

The blue figure was wrapped in gray fog, as if walking in another world.

Whether the defenders in front of him fought or fled, they could not avoid the fate of being slaughtered.

No matter who it was, they would fall to the ground with just one sword.

It was like the god of death walking in the world!

"It's you!"

Link recognized the identity of this person.

The trump card of the Eivor Principality Mercenary Guild, the third-level shadow knight Joz, known as the "Ghost of the Fog Night"!

His background is unknown, his origin is unknown, but his methods are cruel and his price is high.

Not only is his personal strength outstanding, but while wearing the second-level enchanted "Shadow Mist Armor", his sword "Sharp Blood" is a real third-level enchanted weapon!

"Howell, retreat!" Link roared, his fire-colored fighting armor ignited, and he rushed towards Joz with his spear!

But it was too late.

Joz took a light step, raised the sharp blood sword in his hand and handed it forward without any fancy. At this moment, a layer of shadow wrapped around the sword, as if it had disappeared from the real world!

Howell's eyes froze. He had clearly seen Joz's movements, but his body was as heavy as a lead block. He wanted to block, but the weapon in his hand did not move at all.

He could only watch the mist approach his throat!

Buzz——

On Howell's chest, a talisman suddenly lit up, supporting a layer of dazzling light barrier.

This is the magic talisman that Viscount Broca bought to save his son's life. When encountering a fatal attack, it can release a second-level magic "Magic Net Shield" once.

The shield is like a tortoise shell, with strands of entangled green magic energy on it.

The mist floated onto the shield, creating a tiny hole on it. Just as it was about to use all its strength, it suddenly pulled back, leaving a shadow in the air and stabbed again!

The two swords merged into one sword, and stabbed the hole again without deviation. The shield suddenly exploded like dry earth!

Howell felt his blood was about to run cold.

This was the most basic double stab in long sword fencing, also called drawer sword, but he never thought that someone could practice this sword technique to such a level!

It was simply not inferior to a combat skill!

But the shield's instantaneous obstruction also allowed Howell to finally raise his long sword to block in front of him.

Zhe——

With a slight contact, the sword body had bent to the limit and rushed onto Howell's chest at an exaggerated angle, and the armor suddenly collapsed into a pit as big as a bowl.

Howell was like a rag bag, spewing blood from his mouth, and flew back! ! !

He fell to the ground with a thud, and his life or death was unknown.

"Howell!!!" Link's face was already red.

If Howell died here, then the Sigh Wall would really fall into the hands of the enemy today!

Without time to think about it, a layer of flame burst out from Link's spear and stabbed it fiercely at Joz's face!

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"Good skills!"

Joz's originally cold eyes became more lively.

He himself was not a person with excellent talent. He was born as a mercenary with scarce resources, so he practiced basic martial arts as skillfully as combat skills.

And he saw the same characteristics in Link.

Although this shot came fiercely, Link's legs were very stable, and the tip of the spear did not shake at all. Both the speed and strength can be called perfect.

"Unfortunately, it's only level two."

Joz drew his sword again, and the sharp blood sword pointed steadily at the blade of Link's spear.

The dark mist enveloped the sharp blood sword, and the surging fighting spirit instantly blew away the flames on the spear. As long as the two intersected, Link's spear would be split in half.

Link, who had lost his weapon, would no longer be qualified to fight with Joz.

But at this moment, the spear head that was originally straight forward suddenly jumped, and the spear tip that was supposed to fall directly on the sword blade deviated and went straight to Joz's head!

A hint of surprise appeared in Joz's eyes.

He didn't expect that this powerful shot could have such a change!

This was Link's calculation.

He knew that with the gap in hard power between the two, even if he used combat skills, he would only humiliate himself.

If you want to fight with Joz, you can only compete with reaction, speed, and basics!

The efforts of the past seven years finally paid off at this moment.

The spear tip passed over the sword blade and landed on Joz's helmet!

The helmet was suddenly wrapped in a layer of shadow. It was Joz's Dou Qi armor, which was intertwined with the enchantment of his own Shadow Mist Heavy Armor to form a hard protective shield.

The flame Dou Qi rose on the spear, but it could not be dispelled.

Clang——

The spear tip fell on the armor.

Joz's eyes changed from astonishment to horror.

Because he suddenly found that Link's power was far beyond his expectations. With only his protective Dou Qi and second-level enchanted armor, he could not defend against this all-out attack!

The armor was deformed and twisted at this moment, and a trace of blood mist burst out from the corners of his eyebrows.

At this moment, wisps of shadows gushed out like steam.

Behind Joz, a deep curtain like a door was outlined.

Wuhun!

The next moment, the martial spirit disintegrated, turning into gray-black streams of light that rushed back into Joz's body, leaving black and white light marks on the armor.

The martial spirit entered the body and turned into battle patterns!

At this moment, Link felt that he was not stabbing a person, but the Wall of Sighs!

The spear tip instantly shattered, and the feedback force turned the entire spear into debris on the ground!

Link was full of bitterness:

"Fourth level!?"

How could it be the fourth level! ?

When did Joz break through to the fourth level! ?

His feet slowly lifted off the ground, and Joz's figure was completely covered by shadows, and his voice rippled dully:

"You are proud enough to force me to this extent."

"I originally wanted to give Eric a surprise on the battlefield."

Although the words were forced to pretend to be calm, Joz's eyes were filled with unconcealed anger and a hint of fear.

If the battle pattern had not been opened in time, he would probably really fall into the hands of this second-level extraordinary!

"But, if I kill you, it will be the same."

Before he finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand, and a shadow-like wind spread out, covering the entire section of the wall, making the entire section of the wall dim.

And Joz's figure disappeared into thin air.

Link casually grabbed a long sword on the ground and protected it in front of him, with a trace of despair in his heart.

He knew that the Sighing Wall might be difficult to defend, but now Howell's life and death were unknown. If he died here, then the backup plan he left would be completely useless!

The sound of wind came from his ears, and the long sword in Link's hand burst into flames, and he slashed back fiercely.

A sword cut into the air.

Joz's voice rang behind Link's ears: "Your swordsmanship is far inferior to your spearmanship."

Link turned around and slashed again, but he could only cut a piece of air.

"Why, are you so anxious?" Joz said, "Don't worry, I won't let you see the fall of the Sighing Wall."

"Before that, I will slowly torture you to death."

Link seemed to have fallen into despair. He kept drawing his sword and slashing towards the source of the sound, but each time he could only slash into the air, and then he would dance with frustration.

Joz also had the idea of ​​playing cat and mouse, and was not in a hurry to kill Link.

A sound of flapping wings was heard, and a horned hippogryph flew over the top of the city and grabbed an unconscious knight on the wall.

It was Howell.

Link looked up and stopped:

"Come on, you can kill me now."

"You..." Joz also saw this scene and felt something was wrong: "What do you mean?"

Link smiled calmly:

"Mercenaries are mercenaries, and they always lack foresight."

Joz appeared, raised his sword and pointed it at Link, and said word by word:

"What did you say...!?"

The funny gestures Link made just now were to order the Eagle Army to rescue Howell.

If Howell is alive, the backup plan prepared in advance may be activated.

Of course, Link would not reveal his true purpose, but he did not mind giving Joz a little trouble at the last moment of his life: "Howell is the heir of the Viscount, and I am just a knight."

"He is the commander guarding the Sighing Wall, and I am just a helper."

"Even if you kill ten of me, it is better to capture him alive."

"Unfortunately, you have no chance now."

Joz gritted his teeth. Link, a mere second-level extraordinary, gave him "surprises" twice in a row today!

He forced out his true strength, and let someone rescue the truly valuable target in front of him!

The rich shadow fighting spirit spread around him and penetrated into the space. Wisps of black fighting spirit gushed out from the cracks in the bricks and condensed into small blades:

"Then, give it to me..."

Before he finished speaking, a magical light unfolded under him.

Joz's knees softened and he knelt down suddenly!

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