"Go out, Captain. A dignified dragon-winged knight, even if he dies, he must die standing under the blue sky." A person without self-respect cannot become a knight, Sig said to Mainisdo, and the people around him Everyone nodded.
The small shop they escaped into was a traditional stone and wood structure, had a lot of flammable materials, and happened to have no back door. If the other party sets a fire, they can only suffocate to death inside or escape with a cloud of smoke and dust and be hacked to death with random swords.
Instead of falling into this ending, it is better to go out and save face while you can still maintain your composure, and fight to death under the blue sky.
Even though they have been converted to the White Church for more than a thousand years, the Suomir people still have the pagan worship of those who died in battle flowing in their veins.
"Your Majesty -" "No need to say more, Lord Manisdo." The pale queen raised her hand to stop the words of the Grand Master Longyi: "I still don't believe they have the intention to do harm. You feel the same way, right?"
"...I will serve as a guard to the death." Manisto did not directly answer the queen's question, but expressed his own awareness.
This made the Queen sigh softly.
The sound of the collision of armor parts echoed, and the knights stood up. It's a bit airtight to squeeze such a number of people into a small, narrow store. Manisto turned back and took a deep look at Henry and the three of them. The queen looked at the sage apologetically: "I've really caused trouble for you." The adjutant Sig on the side expressed his disdain and disdain as always. : "Rejoice, mercenary, at least you died an honorable death."
The sarcasm hidden in his words made our Luoan girl and the young porter very unhappy, but the sage himself did not care about him. The knights carrying spears ran out first and used their bodies as guards, followed by the second group of protectors, and finally the queen walked out among the crowd.
There were only more than 20 knights left facing an encircling array of more than 100 great swordsmen. Even though they were wearing full-body plate armor, they would still be held up and stabbed to death despite their numerical disadvantage.
Fighting is not a matter of one person, and wearing full-body plate armor will not immediately turn you into an unbeatable god of war. Although it is true that you can charge forward with arrows, in certain situations during melee combat, you can also use the protective capabilities of armor to fight against attacks. But when facing an opponent who knows the weaknesses of plate armor and has well-organized coordination, if one is careless and has the illusion that one is invincible, one will still die quickly.
After a painful lesson, the remaining Dragon Wing Knights will no longer make such stupid mistakes.
Human beings are always quick to adapt to the environment. After the initial confusion and confusion, as their breathing became steady again, the knights also remembered their years of training.
They formed a formation that covered each other while leaving room for play. Their muscles were relaxed but their postures were alert. They avoided nervous twitches but could attack at any time.
The heartbeat began to slow down, and the legs and feet no longer trembled.
The momentum has changed. Although this still cannot reverse the numerical disadvantage, they are still ready to fight to the death.
The great swordsmen stood silently at a distance of more than ten meters, confronting them.
Although the sun is shining brightly at noon, it is by no means hot in the Nordic Laura that has already entered autumn.
Is it a delaying tactic? Do you want your side with a more complete armor to quickly lose physical strength in the heat and easily win the battle? Many questions ran through Manisto's mind, but he couldn't find a suitable answer to this silence.
They didn't rush forward immediately. It seems that saying he wanted to have a good talk before was not a lie to lure the group out.
The two sides began to look at each other.
The combat effectiveness advantage of the cavalry coupled with more complete armor, even in a well-prepared state, the great swordsman's attack actually paid a high price.
Dragon Wings' wind magic burst acceleration is an unexpected hidden move. I thought it had restricted the opponent to a short distance where it was difficult to use the cavalry charge ability, but it was blocked by the wings that seemed to be just decorations.
Many great swordsmen who were injured and simply bandaged were placed in the rear with their injuries. The two sides faced each other in silence and observed each other, but our Mr. Sage turned his head and began to observe the surrounding environment.
The sun was high in the sky at noon, and the entire lakeside town was calm, as if it had experienced some degree of clearance.
There were almost no civilians left except for the shop owner who was probably greedy and wanted to make money by selling things to the great swordsman. At this moment, the bald middle-aged man was hiding at the exit of an alley, looking at his shop with worry on his face. The moment he met the sage's gray-blue eyes, he retracted into the alley with a "whoosh" sound.
"Look at that appearance, these are the only ones you have left." Mainisto said, and the fact that they were sparse can be easily judged from the fact that the wounded have not yet left the array.
This made him relieved, but he refrained from showing it. Most knights are politicians who know how to control their words to achieve their desired ends.
This cannot be achieved by chattering alone. Silence is often the best weapon.
Too many words lead to mistakes, and some information will be exposed to the other party if you accidentally say it carelessly.
His tentative words received no response, and the two sides still faced each other in silence. Manisto turned his head and looked aside under the cover of friendly forces. The helmet restricted his field of vision and he could only do this. The scattered horses are located on the east side of the shop. When they dismounted, they were in a hurry and did not tie them properly. At this moment, many horses had already run a little further away.
He was several meters away from the horses. If there was any sudden movement when they were not tied up, they would be frightened and run away. He thought that if he wanted to escape, he would have to remount his horse, but if this intention was easily exposed, the great swordsmen would block him. As long as the magician releases magic and lets these horses escape, they will fall into passivity again - he racked his brains to find a way to escape, but at this moment, the queen behind him suddenly left. Guard.
"Your Majesty!!" The female knight, distracted by nervousness, shouted in panic.
The queen didn't look back, and everyone, including Manisto, looked at her. Henry glanced at Mira, and the two of them stepped back together. The sage then waved, and the little unicorn who was staying with the horses in the distance bit the reins of their mounts and came closer.
"Sir, what do you want?" Even though she was not dressed particularly gorgeously, and even though her face was a little pale because of all this, at least on the surface she still looked quite calm.
"Your Majesty, don't compromise with these thugs!" McNeese behind him became anxious and opened his mouth, but the Queen raised a palm to stop him from saying anything else.
"These are Yu Dang's people. Who else, besides Yu Dang, is qualified to talk to them?"
Manisto lowered his head and took a few steps back. At the same time, he began to wink at his own people, intending to move closer to protect the queen. The great swordsmen also reacted to this, and there was a commotion in the formation.
"Who is in charge? If you still want to talk, please come out." She said and looked around, and one of the great swordsmen took a step forward. He was the young man with a ponytail and a red plate armor.
"Your Majesty, Hymir, pay homage to Her Majesty the Queen." He saluted, and the name made the sage behind him twitch his eyes. And Haimir fell silent again.
"Sir, if you want to have a conversation. Then why did you attack? Is it because my clothes are unreasonable, or is it delaying time? This can be explained by others -" The queen obviously lowered her posture, which made Mainisdo behind. And Sig looked very anxious. From their point of view, such submission will obviously only make the other party push forward - but they are now trapped in a heavy siege, and the grand leader himself cannot give any plan to break out of the encirclement. He racked his brains and thought hard, but found that apart from losing both sides, the only option was the conversation chosen by the Queen.
Haimir remained silent.
The great swordsmen also remained silent.
The answer is actually very obvious.
At least for Henry, he knew the purpose of these people early on.
The great sword Claymore, and these great swordsmen.
They were born from the extreme cold in the north and have always defended their country.
It is the sword of the Queen, the sword of the Church, and the sword of the people.
It's Suomir's sword.
Even if Suomir no longer wants them.
Even if there is already someone else in this position.
"A hopeless idiot." The sage suddenly spoke, speaking in West Coast dialect that only he and Mira could understand.
"we would like."
"Go home." Haimir said.
This is an unexpectedly simple answer. They didn't ask for a high ransom or other threats when they had the upper hand. They just gave an extremely simple and even sad answer.
"But this - why this? Why?" The queen's expression became sad, and she began to speak incoherently.
"You won't give us a chance, right? If we don't have an advantage." Haimir raised his head, looked here and said with a smile: "We won't even be given a chance to talk. We have made up our mind if it is possible. Kill them on the spot."
"..." Manisto was struck in a sore spot in his heart, and he was speechless.
"Is this the reason why you are killing your compatriots?!" Sig cursed loudly and angrily.
Our Luoan girl, who could not understand the Suomir language, looked confused. All she knew was that they seemed to be cursing each other. She looked towards the sage, but Henry simply motioned for her to step back and get closer to the horse.
"Is it up to you to say this?"
"I am actually not a great swordsman. Do you know that?"
"My father was a garrison commander in Talwar-Sutta. He was a very popular and kind man."
"After the great swordsmen left, he still stayed in Talwar Suta. On the one hand, he wanted to protect his family and the country, and on the other hand, he needed funds to support his family."
"You all know the next story, right?" From a distance of more than ten meters, the hatred in his emerald green eyes remained undiminished.
"After being persecuted to the point where I couldn't work at my job, my father had to take my mother, my sister, and I away to work as mercenaries. My mother died of illness while working hard. Although my father made a lot of money at first, he didn't Bad luck on the battlefield injured the swordsman. He lost his value and was abandoned. From that point on, my father became less like a father, and our home began to feel less like home."
"The once kind-hearted man began to drink and gamble. When he was drunk and awake, he talked about wanting to get rich overnight and return to his old life. But everyone knew that this was impossible."
"After he owed a lot of debt, his sister was taken away by traffickers to pay off the debt."
"My father passed away a week later from an alcoholic overdose."
"Half a year later, when I found my sister who had been abused too much, she was no longer human. I killed her with my own hands." He took a step forward with a big sword on his back: "So you want to discuss with me the cruelty of our compatriots? ?”
"Similar stories." Haimir shook his head: "Every one of us can tell it."
"But as for revenge, anything is fine."
"We just want to go home..."
"Uh-huh..." The queen covered her mouth and began to tremble.
"Your return home is not just as simple as returning to Suomir, right?" Mainisto still remained calm, and he did not waver in any way because of the other party's words. He bluntly pointed out that there was something in the other person's words.
"Yes." Haimir confirmed his words, and then raised his head. There was a color in his eyes that made Archbishop Roman beside him familiar and a little scared.
"We want to return Suomir to what it should be." Hemir said this, his expression is exactly what a religious fanatic often looks like.
"You want Suomir to return to the chaos of blood and fire." Mainisduo sarcastically spoke without mercy.
"If this is the way to get everything back on track." Heimir had no intention of showing weakness: "His Majesty's policy is too weak, which is wrong. We will correct everything in the name of the great sword and let Suomir return To what she should be.”
"Wait a minute--" The queen seemed a little at a loss. She looked at the people on both sides, and our Luoan girl turned her eyes to the sage again because of her ignorance of the situation.
"Simply put." Henry raised a finger.
"What should I do?" She looked at the Dragon Wing Knights and then at the Great Swordsman. The two sides were at war with each other. The conflict between them was obviously irresolvable. No matter how naive she is, after experiencing the critical moment of life and death, the Queen will never think that she can make both parties put down their swords and join hands with a few words.
This is a conceptual contradiction. Today's entire Suomir is wrong for these great swordsmen.
She was in a dilemma. The debt she owed to the great swordsmen made her want to compensate them, but these people's insistence on accepting them back obviously meant that the precious peace of the entire country was about to disappear again.
"Just two wolves." The sage shrugged.
"Fighting for a spot as a sheepdog."
"These are all sins committed by Yu Dang. The result of Yu Dang's naivety -" The pressure exerted on her made the queen almost collapse. After the sage's few words of explanation and the deeds he had learned before, the Luoan girl realized the root cause of this conflict.
The existential stance and political views of the Great Swordsmen is to actively interfere in everything in this country - in this aspect, it is very similar to the behavior of a certain guy who Mira is rolling her eyes at, but the latter part is different.
They want to preserve their traditions and their own culture, and prevent the Lamanite poison from invading them.
As the representative of this Raman poison, it is the Dragon Wing Knights who persecuted the Great Swordsman and related personnel.
In comparison, the Dragon Wing Knights' approach is typical of imperial loyalty. Do not interfere with the monarch's behavior and do everything possible to achieve the monarch's ideals.
The two seemingly opposing groups are actually very similar in many ways.
On the one hand, there is rigidity and adherence to tradition; on the other hand, there is foolish loyalty to the monarch.
They couldn't let go of what they were obsessed with, so they finally threw the issue on their monarch, leaving the queen breathless.
"A hopeless idiot." What Henry just said echoed in the heart of the Luoan girl.
The sage may have seen through all this long ago.
"Your Majesty, please allow us to return. In the name of Kramer, we will definitely make Suomir return to his proper appearance."
"It's time for you to let go of your naivety. Expelling us will not buy real peace. Isn't it clear to your majesty how these Laman poisons are poisoning our country?" Haimir said word by word, and at the same time The array that left its companions began to move forward.
"That's nonsense."
"Mr. Manisto——" The queen turned her head and watched the leader of Longyi take off his helmet and walk forward.
"As ministers, isn't it our duty to turn His Majesty's innocence into reality?"
"You are just thugs after all." He took off the gauntlet on his left hand and threw it out: "To say that everything is not as it should be, is actually just imagining the status that one person enjoyed over ten thousand people in the past."
"No matter how much you put money on your face, you are not a guard loyal to the royal family. You have long since deteriorated. You only cling to so-called traditions that have lagged behind the times and stubbornly interfere with any progress."
"I challenge you to a duel, Great Swordsman Hymir."
"If you still have any shred of honor, pick it up. Decide who is right and who is wrong in a duel before His Majesty, the Bishop, and God."
"Does Your Majesty approve of this way of avoiding more sacrifices?" Manisto turned back to look at the Queen.
"Wait a minute -" Before she could finish her words, Haimir leaned down and picked up the gauntlet.
"As you wish." He reached his hand behind his back, but what he pulled out was not a Claymore.
