Lord of Glory

"Ahhhhhhh!" Hearing only a miserable cry, two Maltese soldiers pulled a squire off his horse, and the sharp lances in their hands just kept stabbing into the squire's body. The two red-eyed soldiers took a deep breath, and after seeing that the squire was completely dead, they turned their heads and found the doppelganger standing under the tree. Immediately, they shouted, picked up their lances and rushed towards the doppelganger.

The doppelganger frowned, and suddenly the smell of blood around this stimulated the killing intent boiling. He squinted his eyes, and the surface of the one-handed ax in his hand was immediately covered with golden veins. With a sharp kick! A footprint two centimeters deep was immediately dented on the ground! The whole person swished to the side of these two soldiers, and the one-handed ax in his hand immediately turned around and slashed!

Snapped, the two soldiers were immediately cut off at the waist with their clothes and armor! But not only that, his free hand immediately grabbed the dead soldier's lance, turned back again, and threw it at the Maltese cavalryman rushing behind him with a whoosh, the lance made a cracking sound in the air and nailed the Shih soldier in the chest, passing through his body. The lance went through the soldier's back, knocking him off his horse and nailing him alive to the ground. The doppelganger's face sunk like water, a hand again grabbed another lance, watched his master shoot a dead war horse running over, immediately took a light leap, rolled over onto the horse. Rushing towards the two sides of the battlefield that were mixing not far away.

Bob roared, covered in blood, he raised his shield and blocked the hammer head of the enemy soldier in front of him, who was also stained with blood, and the longsword in his right hand immediately swept through from below and sliced the stomach. "Ahhhhhh!" Another roar, Bob looked back, only to see an enemy soldier who was already close to him jumping up, his raised scimitar coming straight for Bob's head! This can no longer be dodged. Bob even sighed in his heart. He was going to stop here, for the glory of the knight.

Whoosh! But at that moment, a swift cracking sound came from the rear, and Bob only saw a flash before his eyes, and a one-handed axe struck the soldier in mid-air, sending him flying out in his entirety and hitting the ground with a splash of blood. Bob blinked and looked back, just to see the doppelganger rushing over on a black horse with a lance: "Bob! Try to save our squire, I'll go find the other knights!" Doppelganger said, seeing Bob immediately nodded gratefully, immediately spurred the horse to bend down, a hand will be stuck in the ground next to the lance pick up. With both lances in hand, he rushed towards the melee in the distance.

"Ah!" "Wow!" One shot at a time, the doppelganger rides on the horse like a whirlwind, once encountering an enemy in battle, the long spear in his hand will immediately stab to rescue the compatriots who are still fighting. Turning over and dismounting, the two long spears in the hands of the avatar were already covered with blood, slippery without holding back. He threw it away casually, picked up the long sword on the ground, and behind him was a soldier who fell on the ground with a big hole in his chest, covering the grass.

With just one sword, the doppelganger split the armor of the soldier who was fighting with the knight with a flick of his hand. Regardless of the blood splattered all over his body, he walked towards the knight who survived the catastrophe. "Alfred, thank you for saving me..." But the knight just cracked a smile, and before he finished speaking, the avatar cut off the knight's head with a sword. The head with the helmet that fell to the ground still had a smile on its face before death.

So far, the doppelganger is still as sinking as water. Hearing a sound of cutting in front of him, the Maltese knight split open the body of a servant with an axe. His blood-stained eyes were red, and he turned his head to see the clone who was also covered in blood-stained red armor. Unexpectedly, this knight did not have the chivalry spirit of the past at this time. Apparently he discovered the miraculous record of the doppelganger before. Immediately his expression changed, he dropped the one-handed ax in his hand, and turned a passing horse over to get on it. Riding on the belly of the horse hastily, trying to escape as if flying.

"Run? Coward." The doppelganger murmured so disdainfully, raised the longsword in his hand and flung it violently! The longsword immediately spun around and flew towards the big man on the horse! But at this time, the big man seems to expect the doppelganger will have this move, immediately hastily dive down to avoid this fatal blow. But the longsword crossed the big man and stabbed into the head of the horse in front of him! "Ming Ming Ming! The war horse let out a wail and tumbled to the grass, spilling a cloud of dust. This knight man is agile. Immediately a roll over to avoid the fate of being pinned down by the horse. The perfect one landed and continued to run away.

Doppelganger's steel teeth clenched, is already angry in the heart. But then the big man suddenly turned back, from the waist to take out the refilled crossbow, to the distant doppelganger on the trigger. A whoosh, the crossbow shot straight at the doppelganger's armor. But he was disgusted to casually open the crossbow at hand, slightly bending his feet. A fierce power. A whoosh of extremely fast rushed out! Even the twenty pounds of light armor on his body could not give him any hindrance. The sand flew leaving a row of deep footprints, the doppelganger rushed towards the fleeing big man like the wind. The dead horse was right in front of him, the doppelganger leapt up, pulled the long sword out of the horse's head in the air, and landed on the ground with a loud bang, stirring up the dust to fall, the doppelganger once again rushed towards the big man not far away with great speed.

Only to hear a clattering sound, followed by a scream. The doppelganger went after the man's shoulder armor and arm and chopped it off alive with a sword! Lying on the weed-covered sand, the big knight man looked at the doppelganger holding the blood-dripping longsword and immediately covered his broken arm in pain and explained in panic: "Don't kill me! I am Dredd Nawehar of the Kingdom of Malta. A noble knight! I claim the rights of a noble and request my family to pay the ransom!" "Of course I won't kill you." The doppelganger shrugged off the blood on the sword in his hand with a calm face and spoke plainly, "But what about my military exploits Mr. Dredd."

"Good! Hahahahaha, Alfred. You're really our savior!" Bob rushed over with five squires. Wiping the blood from his face, he looked at Dredd on the ground and said to the squires behind him, "Go help him with his wounds."

For most of his life, the squire who was saved by the doppelganger looked at the doppelganger very gratefully, and immediately tore off his clothes to bandage the prisoner's wound. The doppelganger smiled slightly, looked at Bob and asked suspiciously: "Where were you two?" Upon hearing this sentence, Bob's expression immediately turned pale. The attendants were also silent. Immediately, the doppelganger stuck the long sword in his hand on the ground with emotion, and said solemnly: "They fought for their homeland and glory on the battlefield, and they died well. May their heroic spirits return to the embrace of Enos. Rest in peace and eternity. "

Those around him also prayed heavily. As soon as the doppelganger drew his longsword, he spoke, "Find some horses and carry their bones back to the fortress." Those attendants who were bandaged Dredd immediately nodded their heads, but their faces were not very good. Because at this moment their master was dead, and they themselves had become ordinary people again from a squire, a trainee knight. They don't know what the future holds. But the doppelganger's next words made them smile: "In their memory, you will be my squires from now on. Come along with me on my quest."

"Ah! May Enos bless you forever, Lord Flamel!" Several attendants knelt down excitedly on one knee to express their loyalty. In the current situation, not only did he survive the mortal battle, but he won it. He even captured a noble knight from the enemy country. Maybe he could get some military information from him. This credit must have greatly increased the value of Alfred Flamel, and they have also risen with the tide. Better than before! Can they not be excited? The sorrow of his master's death was instantly thrown into the depths of the boundless sea.

The doppelganger who said so was staring at Bob. There was a strange taste in his eyes. Bob suddenly felt uncomfortable and turned his head away, not daring to meet this gaze. Suddenly, he was a little strange. Alfred just went home to look for his younger brother for a few days, and after returning, he couldn't help but improve his combat skills by leaps and bounds, and even the feeling he gave people changed completely. It's like another person wearing Alfred's skin.