Proof of the Sun King

PS. The introduction and narration in the first few chapters are a bit long and have been criticized. I will correct them in the future, and I will definitely focus on the plot.

"Help, help!"

"Hasn't the reinforcements from the lord arrived yet?"

The situation is not good! This time, the morale of the guards at the dock began to be unstable. The militiamen looked at the huge water ghost king with fear in their eyes, and the guards who had been fighting for a long time also swallowed.

The water ghost king forcibly pulled out the head of the dead guard, and it howled triumphantly, and the guards at the dock couldn't help but take a step back together. With less than 30 people, the morale has not collapsed despite such a large battle damage, but it still depends on the leadership of a brave kingdom knight, otherwise, the dock defenders are estimated to have fled long ago.

"What about the Water Ghost King, watch me defeat him!" Banda thought to himself that it was time to show himself.

"No, Banda, don't go up!" Wilt exclaimed, that was a water ghost king with a challenge level of at least the middle-level elite, and the posture of the water ghosts was obviously wrong today!

Usually, the eyes of water ghosts are always black. Today, from the water ghost to the water ghost king, the eyes are all red.

Something must be wrong!

"Oh oh oh oh!" The water ghost king quickly noticed the young human rushing towards him, raised the mace in his hand high, and slammed it down at Banda.

"Hmm!" Banda could only hurry to dodge to the side. Under Wilt's teaching, his basic skills were still very solid. The huge mace smashed on the ground, causing countless smoke and dust.

The leather armor of the mercenary was covered with dust, and Banda was about to raise his sword to attack again. Amidst the smoke, a huge mace swept directly from below, and the air wave rushed towards his face. Even Banda realized that he would not. Wonderful, he hurriedly returned to the sword defense.

"Bang!!!" The sound of gold and iron clashing came, along with the screams of the little mercenaries. In the thick smoke, a body flew out and fell to the ground.

It was Banda, his two-handed long sword flew into the sky, his right hand was severely deformed, the little mercenary gritted his teeth, his face was covered in cold sweat, obviously enduring great pain.

Not far from him, a huge monster was walking slowly with a large mace.

The heavy steps stepped on the soft sand, but it hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Banda!" Everyone in the Blood Axe mercenary group shouted, and Wilt was even more devastated. He kicked the water ghost next to him with one foot and moved towards his beloved disciple. Run, but the distance between the two is still thirty or forty meters away.

"Damn." Teresa's silver eyes were staring at the situation on the battlefield. Because Banda ran so far and was beyond the range of the handgun, the sorceress subconsciously wanted to mobilize her magic power, but found that it was empty. , she had overdrawn the power of bloodline once two days ago, and if she overdrawn the power of bloodline again, there is even a possibility of losing the rank - Teresa has just broken through the legend not long ago, so the sorceress decided to give up after a little weighing, for the sake of a A weak mercenary who has nothing to do with himself is not worth it at all.

Just when Teresa gave up, the tall figure of the Water Ghost King walked out of the smoke, the tall monster roared recklessly, and then raised the huge mace in his hand: "Oh oh oh!"

"No!!!" The huge mace fell high.

Banda closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Bang!" There was no imagined pain, only the sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Life is precious, of course you can give up your life for great ideals, but it is not in this category to die out of your power." A faint voice sounded in front of Banda, and the tall figure held the warhammer, blocking the huge Mace: "Please understand the difference between sacrifice and death."

"Your recklessness is likely to cost you your life, and once life is over, everything is over. I hope this moment today can make you grow up, Banda."

After that, Ryan began to use all his strength. At this time, Ryan knew that everyone's hopes were pinned on him. Because of his bravery and strength, the defenders persisted until now, and if he lost, the defenders Completely collapsed.

The time has come to decide victory or defeat.

The huge mace and the hammer head of the warhammer slammed together. The huge noise and air waves swept up the dust. Between the flying sand and rocks, everyone on the pier could hardly open their eyes.

When Banda opened his eyes again, what he saw was an incredible scene. The water ghost king's mace was actually bounced off by Ryan's warhammer!

Ryan has more power than the Water Ghost King!

They fought again, the mace was bounced off again, and the water ghost king was shocked and stepped back a few steps. He looked at the human in front of him in disbelief. He couldn't believe that he actually had such a powerful power.

"Okay! As expected of Lord 'Sledgehammer' Ryan, he really lives up to his reputation!" Laurits cried out excitedly, the outcome of this fight was already doomed.

What are the attack methods of low-IQ water ghosts?

It's nothing more than grabbing and biting. What they can rely on is nothing more than powerful strength and sharp minions. With Ryan being able to surpass the Water Ghost King in terms of strength alone, he has no chance of losing!

"Yeah yeah!!!!" The pier was full of cheers from the guards and militiamen. The water ghosts realized that their king could not defeat this terrible knight, so they fled in all directions. The guards and militiamen knew how to win the battle. The time has come, so I took the opportunity to rush to kill, and took the opportunity to take a few more heads in exchange for rewards.

Even the Water Ghost King is aware of this problem. Its most proud power cannot defeat this knight.

There would be any chance of winning, so the smug leader threw the huge mace to Ryan without hesitation, then gave up his weapon without hesitation, and fled, the huge figure fled. It looks rather funny.

Ryan blocked the flying mace, and his castration could not help but be slowed down, but it was not difficult for Ryan. He had experienced this situation a lot, and he pulled it out from behind his belt. A flying knife with a blade coated with yellow oil.

This is the "legacy" left by his former teammates.

This knife of mine is a poisonous blade smeared with poison!

Ryan grabbed the handle of the flying knife, his pupils shrunk a little, and when his wrist shook, the flying knife let go.

Taste my righteous flying knife!

The dazzling blade made several rounds in the air, cut through the sky, and penetrated the right knee of the water ghost king directly from behind. The water ghost king fell down and rolled a few times on the beach before struggling to get up, but this At that time, Ryan had already rushed to its side.

The two-handed war hammer was thrown aside by the man, and he stretched out his hand to pick up a standard long sword that fell on the ground.

The trapped beast was still fighting, the water ghost king struggled and swung his claws towards Ryan, but the sword edge was unobstructed. Yelling, the icy Jianfenghe passed through its chest.

The water ghost king's body struggled a few times, and then completely stopped moving.

"Victory!!!" "Victory!!!" "Victory!!!"

"We won!!!"

When Villard led his army to the pier, what he saw was the battlefield that had ended. The bodies of water ghosts covered half of the pier. The soldiers were counting casualties and cleaning the battlefield. In the small-scale battle of the water ghosts, three pier guards died and more than ten people were injured. Two of them lost their arms. Even if they recovered their injuries, they could only retire.

The militia suffered fewer casualties, so Ryan was not surprised by this. The most useful thing about militiamen was raising their flags and raising their voices. In battles, they gave priority to life preservation and would always ensure their own safety. It is almost impossible for them to charge and fight to the death, unless the situation is already one-sided.

Without the right leader, the militias are basically at the touch of a button in battle.

"You are an excellent warrior, Ryan, just like your father was when he was young." Villard approached with the battle axe: "Thank you, Ryan, if it weren't for you, many fathers and husbands would have died in this battle. "

"It's alright, remember to give me 20% of the price of Shui Guiya. This is what I deserve." Ryan nodded with a smile, and he put away the two-handed sword he picked up.

"Of course!" This is an unwritten rule. There is a common rule on the mainland. In a battle, the person who provided the key information and the person who killed the enemy's leader can each get 20% of the spoils.

Ignoring Banda who was on the ground receiving treatment, Ryan walked to Teresa's side: "Teresa? Are you okay?"

Even after a fierce battle, Ryan's clothes were not damaged in the slightest, but stained with some green blood. The sorceress did not let any water ghosts approach her within 20 meters. Seeing Ryan's return, She raised her handgun: "I thought you would settle the fight faster."

"It should have been faster, I think you also noticed that something is wrong with these beasts, their eyes are **** red, I can feel the power of the blood god, the water ghosts are controlled, they are driven to attack the dock, If it wasn't for Mr. Villard's promulgation of the sea ban..." Ryan thought of this, faintly frightened.

"Then we will encounter this group of water ghosts when we go out to sea, the bottom of the boat will be pierced, and we will have to fight these beasts in the water!" The sorceress reacted quite quickly, thinking of this possibility, she also felt scalp tingling.

Fighting water ghosts in the water is a very stupid idea. Humans are not a race that is good at swimming.

"We'd better not let the lord know that these water ghosts may have been attracted by us, so that we may start our journey ahead of time." Ryan Fuer and the sorceress instructed, and got the sorceress's affirmative answer, Villar De led the soldiers to clean the battlefield. The water ghost's teeth are an alchemy material. Passing casters always go to the lord's residence to recycle these things. For some things, Ryan thinks it's better not to let Willard know.

Although the blood axe mercenary group was the first to arrive, it was the last to join the battlefield. Except for a few people such as Boris and Wilt who were charging in front, most of the mercenaries even killed the water ghost. There was no blood, and the battle was over.

Because of this, the militiamen and the mercenaries had a fierce quarrel over the distribution of the spoils.

"Everyone has a share in the battle, so why is it given to us!" The mercenary with a short knife and a long bow on his back quarreled with the militiamen. He had short curly blond hair and a lot of pockmarks on his face. There's also a scar, but if you ignore that, he's still handsome.

Ryan recognized him. He was a common-rank ranger in the mercenary group. His name was Simon, a very common name.

"Everyone has a share? You greedy mercenaries, you came in at the last moment, and killed a few monsters in total? I'm so embarrassed to ask for a share! Go away! Or I'll be called a soldier!" said the militia impatiently.

"I personally killed a water ghost!"

"I even killed three with my own hands!"

"Anyway, this is mine, bring it here!" The young mercenary hurried up to grab the water ghost teeth. A small bag of these teeth can be sold for dozens of silver coins, which is also a lot of income.

"No!" The old militiaman suddenly took the sackcloth into his arms, and Simon was anxious to reach out to grab it, and the two of them scuffled together.

This behavior attracted the attention of many people, and the scene quieted down.

The elderly militiaman was pushed to the ground, the bag in his hand was torn, and the water ghost teeth were scattered on the ground.

Even Ryan and Teresa, who were discussing what to do next, were attracted.

All because, after the militiaman fell to the ground, everyone discovered that a wooden prosthesis was exposed from under the militiaman's robe. Because the master fell to the ground, the prosthesis was detached from his right leg and lay on the ground alone. .

This old militiaman is a disabled man!

Falling to the ground, the elderly militiaman watched the water ghost teeth scattered, and tried to stand up, but how could he stand up easily when one leg was missing? He struggled a few times, and there was a pain in his aging body, and he had to stop struggling temporarily.

"Enough, the lame man has to go to the battlefield too? Do you want to use this injured leg to make a battle wound?" a mercenary sneered disapprovingly.

"Yeah, old waste, this is for you, you may be able to use it, hahahaha~" Simon took a wooden stick from there and threw it on the aged militia: "Be careful not to fall, hahahaha !"

"...I'll just say that old Terry insists on going to the battlefield at his age, it's too reluctant!" Some soldiers were also whispering: "Maybe he was an excellent fighter twenty years ago, but now he is just a Just a waste."

"Crippled old man, you should go home and raise pigs, the pigsty is where you should be, hahahaha~" Someone in the mercenary group heard the whispers of the soldiers, and even laughed loudly: "Just right, You don't need both legs to feed a pig, right?"

"Yeah, but you won't necessarily be on the battlefield~"

"Enough is enough, don't talk about it, Old Terry is a retired veteran anyway, let's save some face for him! Don't you think that you will be lame in the future~www.wuxiaspot.com~ crippled, old people also have people Are you mocking you like this?" A soldier stood up and let out a haha.

"Okay, okay!" Simon collected the water ghost teeth and put them back in the bag, and then threw them on the face of the old soldier Terry: "Forget about the old things, I don't bother to rob you, these things are considered I sent you to old age, and I advise you, an old lame man like you should go home to retire, and don't come out to be ashamed."

The old veteran bowed his head silently, his hands tightly gripping the sand on the ground, his fists clenched tightly, two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes, he felt humiliated, deeply humiliated.

Since when did he become so vulnerable, he used to be an excellent soldier.

"In the future, what will the future bard say about this paragraph?" Old Terry cried with humiliation and grief: "A veteran who lost a leg because he defended his homeland, his role is to make the **** mercenary sloppy. Are we making fun of you? What would you guys be without us?"

"Oh! You think too much of yourself, old man! The bards wouldn't write a story for you at all, if I tell you, you might... uh!!!" A strong arm grabbed his throat and lifted him straight up like a chicken.

It was Ryan, who suppressed his anger and said softly, "Apologize to this gentleman, right away!"

"Lay, Mr. Lain?!" Simon was stunned. He really couldn't figure out why the Lord Knight of the Kingdom wanted to intervene in this matter?

"Sorry, right now!"

"Mr. Ryan, I..."

"Apologize to me right now! Otherwise I'll crush your neck!"

"Yes... yes!!! I'm sorry!!!"