Alien Knights

Yinhuan City, the palace bedroom, early morning. (Escape Day)

"Your Majesty, it has been more than an hour, how long do you want us to wait?!" The chief judge of the Great Court stood outside the door of the bedroom and shouted loudly.

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.

Queen Mary, dressed in a white court gown, dazzled everyone with light makeup and dazzing brilliance. She looked nothing like a sinner waiting for trial, but a princess dressed up for a banquet.

"You really have leisure and elegance."

The familiar voice caused Queen Mary to shift her gaze, and saw Earl Nall standing beside the judge. His smug smile made her raise her head: "My lord, people will always remember the roses that withered in the frost, but who can think of the weeds rotting in the mud?"

The count was taken aback for a moment, then his face darkened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Don't worry, I guarantee you will be the first to know whether it is a rose or a weed!"

At five o'clock in the morning, it was just dawn.

Queen Mary walked in the middle, and nobles, ladies, maids, and hundreds of soldiers walked behind her. Such a strange "team" passed through the garden, walked through the promenade, and walked to the square of the palace. There, waiting for the woman was a prison car and a cavalry company ready to escort.

Herman, wearing armor and holding a sword and shield, quietly hid beside a corridor in the palace. He glanced at the ten heavily armed guard knights around him. These people were his most trusted friends in the guard battalion and the only partners in this rescue operation.

His course of action was uncomplicated.

Relying on their familiarity with the terrain and the convenience of their identities, the 11 guard knights headed by Herman chose this narrow passage in the palace as the location of action. There are two reasons: first, the terrain here is narrow and the formation cannot be deployed, which is more conducive to elite soldiers fighting; second, after passing through this corridor and walking for a few minutes, you will find the square of the palace, where a large number of elite troops are waiting. After that, there will be no more places where you can do it. This is probably the best and only chance.

"My lord, they are here."

Hearing the reminder from his subordinates, Herman poked his head out carefully, looked at the long line at the other end of the aisle, and frowned slightly.

The troops responsible for escorting the Queen are soldiers of the "Oriental Legion" of the Silver Ring Kingdom. They have fought against the Holy Guard for a long time, and they are skilled in combat and fearless of death. This is not good news for the rescue plan...

Herman counted the escort team in front of and behind the queen. Behind her were eighty soldiers and nobles; in front of her, there were only twenty soldiers, and most of the others were female officials and maidservants. If you want to rescue the queen, the best way is to cut off the team from her. The 11 knights are divided into two teams.

After thinking for a while, the knight commander made gestures, indicating that the six members of his side were responsible for attacking the front half, and he and the other four were responsible for blocking the second half of the team.

Seeing the escort team getting closer, Herman lowered his figure in the grass, held his breath, and watched the front half of the team pass by. When Queen Mary's white dress came into view, the knight commander stood up abruptly, grabbed the guardrail with both hands, turned over and entered the corridor.

Seeing the 11 guard knights descending from the sky, everyone who escorted the team was stunned.

Herman picked up the dazed queen with one hand, and pushed her behind her. With the other hand, he untied the shield from his back. Facing the tide of soldiers, he formed a "shield wall" with his comrades.

After a moment of silence, it was like pouring ice water into a pot of hot oil. The sound of shouting, fighting, and the clash of weapons quickly resounded in a corner of the palace.

"Hold the shield! Keep the battle line!" Herman used the shield to resist the blade in front of him, and shouted at the knights around him.

While they were fighting for time, the six knights responsible for attacking the front half gave up their defense and launched a desperate attack on the twenty soldiers in front of them.

If their opponents were the lord's private soldiers, or the defenders in the city, this might be an easy battle.

But unfortunately, what they are facing may be the most elite guard force in the entire Silver Ring Kingdom. After losing 4 sergeants due to the initial shock, the remaining 16 sergeants in the first half responded quickly and formed a battle formation. The first-mover advantage of the knights is getting smaller and smaller, and sophisticated equipment has become the only way for them to gain the upper hand. They have to fight for the chance of being stabbed with a wound and a bloodstain, and use a lose-lose method to deal with each enemy.

If the attack in the first half is only progressing slowly, then the defense in the second half can only be described as tragic and cruel.

Seeing that the sword blades and sharp spears could not cause substantial damage to the knight's armor, the enemy immediately changed their formation. Heavy infantry equipped with flails, battle axes, and war hammers engaged the knights. The battle situation suddenly became dangerous, with huge impact sounds and splashing sparks, accompanied by inaudible cries of pain, the "shield wall" of the knights was hit and retreated, and the shields were repeatedly hit by heavy weapons, becoming pitted and flying debris.

A knight beside Herman was hit on the head by the war hammer because he couldn't dodge in time. The steel helmet was dented immediately, and blood flowed down the gap in the armor. Even so, the knight still held his shield high, mechanically doing defensive actions, protecting his comrades around him from harm.

"Bastard! Use crossbow bolts! Use crossbow bolts!"

A sharp voice rang out among the soldiers in the second half, and Earl Gnar blushed and yelled at the commander angrily.

"However, there are still our soldiers on the opposite side, and some women in the palace."

"Idiots! Don't you want to watch the criminals escape?! Hurry up and use the crossbow arrows for me!"

A moment later, there was a dense sound of piercing crossbow strings on the battlefield.

Herman's left shoulder felt cold, and the warm liquid slowly overflowed and dripped down to his feet. The power in the knight's body was passing away bit by bit, his consciousness gradually became blurred, the voice from deep in his memory echoed in his mind, and the oath when the knight was canonized rang in his ears. The voice of this oath became louder and louder, gradually overshadowing all the sounds of the war.

"I will be kind to the weak.——I swear to be kind to the weak"

With a roar, Herman swung the long sword in his hand and pierced the thigh of the enemy in front of him. The opponent sat on the ground in pain, and his helmet rolled to the side. The knight once again raised his long sword, and just as he was about to slash it, the distorted face of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy under the helmet made him withdraw his weapon.

"I will be brave against the strong.——I swear bravely against rape"

Seeing a tall warrior wielding a flail rushing towards the "shield wall", Herman took a step forward and slammed the opponent's shoulder with his shield. The dancing sword accurately cut the enemy's throat.

"I will fight all who do wrong.——I swear to fight all mistakes"

A crossbow bolt pierced Herman's right leg with the sound of sharp wind. The knight looked at the despicable crossbowman not far away, grabbed the spear of the enemy in front of him, and threw it with his backhand, piercing the chest of the attacker.

"I will fight for those who cannot fight.——I swear to fight for those who cannot fight"

"Sir! The front line has been opened! It's time to retreat!"

Herman glanced back, looked at the white figure in his sight, turned his head back with a smile, and waved the weapon in his hand again.

"I will help those who call me for help.——I swear to help anyone who asks me for help."

The comrades around Herman fell one by one, and in the end only he and one other person were left, and the two retreated to the entrance of the tunnel while fighting. A huge ax swung from below and hit another person's calf. Seeing his comrades fall to the ground, he threw the shield in his hand at the enemy, grabbed the arm of another knight, and pulled him back with all his might.

"I will harm no woman.——I swear not to harm any woman"

Dragging his comrades along, Herman, who was retreating quickly, bumped into the person behind him, and the three girls dressed as maids hugged each other, crying and looking at the blood-stained knight commander. The latter put down his long sword, but was accidentally hit on the back by a throwing axe, and a mouthful of blood gushed into his throat.

"I will help my brother knight.——I swear to help my brother knight"

The entrance of the passage was close at hand. The knights who were in charge of attacking the front row turned around to resist the enemy's attack. Herman dragged the injured comrade out of the passage first.

"I will be true to my friends.——I swear to be true to my friends"

Herman and everyone closed the door of the corridor together. He sat in front of the closed door, grabbed the door hinges on both sides with his hands, blocked the enemy's slamming door with his body, and yelled loudly for the others to leave quickly. A halberd split open the door and pierced the knight's abdomen. The blood under his body gradually gathered into a pool of blood.

"I will be faithful in love.——I swear that I will be faithful in love until death"

Seeing Queen Mary crying and stretching out her hands towards him, Herman, whose eyes were bloodshot, smiled and shook his head. His mouth could no longer make a sound, and he moved his lips with the last of his strength.

"Farewell...my love..."

...

At the west gate of the palace, Baron Cumberland, who led his private soldiers to meet him, silently looked at the scarred knights in front of him, and glanced at Queen Mary, whose white dress was mostly soaked in blood.

"Lord Baron! Knight Commander Herman is still inside! Please save him!" The knight who was rescued with a leg injury shouted towards the old man.

Cumberland looked into the depths of the palace. Hearing the shouts getting closer to his ears, the arm holding the sword trembled slightly. His throat was dry and he almost uttered a word through gritted teeth: "Get on the horse."

"But!"

The old man stared angrily: "You bastard! I said it! Get on the horse!"

A subordinate asked: "My lord, where are we going next?"

The baron took a last look at the palace, closed his eyes in pain, the reins creaked in his hands, and dropped two words stiffly.

"west."