She Is Not a Witch Chapter 233: The blood of the rose

The horse's back was constantly bumping, and her body seemed to be falling apart. Apart from the whistling wind, she could vaguely hear Hels crying.

Even though he was still a child, he already instinctively sensed danger and fear at this moment.

Lily wanted to comfort the child at this last moment, but her chest and lungs were like overused bellows, a severe pulling pain, and the dryness of her throat made her unable to speak clearly.

She slowly bent down, let go of the rein, embraced her only child with both hands, and slowly closed her eyes.

The sound of horseshoes behind him was approaching, perhaps only a few seconds away.

There was a blank in her mind, and she didn't know what to think about. She could only rub her cheek against Hulse, feeling the warmth and innocence of this little life, so that he could feel better at the last moment.

The long and narrow saber moved in the wind, the blade cut across the air, bringing up wisps of colorless airflow, a faint cold light flickered, and when the horse gradually approached the pair of mother and child, it swung down, splashing bright red blood beads.

The cold touch of the blade instantly stung Lily's nerves, making her unable to suppress her voice, but soon she was forced to hold back, and the light red magic power overflowed from her body and began to heal the wound.

Although she is not very talented, she was once a student of Emenas, and now she has some strength.

However, the enemy didn't have much time to react. One after another pursued them and began to surround her parallel to her. The successive saber lights cut down again. No matter how Lily evaded and resisted at this time, the effect would not be great. .

Blood splattered, the horse neighed, and she rolled to the ground with a bone-deep wound. Her hands were tightly protecting Hulse in front of her body, and she spun several times in the grass and dirt before she could barely stop. .

At this time, the pursuers also pulled up the reins, turned their horses' heads, and after a short distance across the ground, they began to turn around, and then gradually raised the saber.

"嗖——"

The cold and stern piercing sound broke the killing moment, and a wolf feather arrow pierced through the wrist that swung the sword, bringing up a flower of blood.

Afterwards, there was a series of piercing sounds, and arrows were shot out one after another, so that these elite cavalry had to temporarily avoid the edge, block with their swords, or hide under their horses, so as not to be exposed to the arrows.

After a round of arrow rain, before these people could react, a sound of swift horseshoes came from the other side of the ground.

The long spear made by Hangang was lowered while galloping, directly piercing the horse and the cavalry behind it, and then pulled out, bringing up a large amount of warm blood.

The red blood melted the snow on the ground, leaving sunken marks, and then penetrated into the white snowflake particles, making the ground appear a light red.

Mixed with cold wind and snow particles, a group of northern knights finally arrived. They formed a circle and surrounded Lily for protection.

The battle outside was still going on, and a knight took off his dark gray cloak, and carefully wrapped Lily, who was about to lose consciousness, at this moment, Heles' torn cry came from her arms. Voice.

The child's cheeks and neck were stained red by the sticky blood, and his palms and clothes were also dark red. Those dark pupils similar to Lily's were full of fear and panic about the world.

"Sorry." Looking at this scene, several knights bowed their heads in remorse.

Among them are cavalrymen who are good at galloping and galloping, and there is no one who is good at healing. In order to get Lily treated as soon as possible, this group of people acted quickly.

One knight held Hells in his arms, and then wrapped it with a cloak, while the other briefly bandaged Lily, then carefully put her on the horse, and then moved forward.

A dozen or so northern knights guarded the two of them in the center and began to return to the north. A letter arrow rose from the ground, passing through the cold and dry atmosphere, making a sharp whistling sound.

In order to find Lily's mother and son, their southward team was divided into several teams, and now it's time to gather them together.

When the pedestrians rode war horses and galloped quickly in the snow, the imperial soldiers stationed in a distant city also heard the rising letter arrow.

"That's..." Before the watchman had time to discuss with his companions, a black shadow flashed past him and stood in front of him.

Looking at the tall figure, the soldier narrowed his voice and lowered his head in a respectful voice: "General Darcy."

Standing on the city wall, Darcy frowned deeply as he watched the tiny letter arrow rising from the sky in the distance, and then disappeared here with a gust of wind.

The rapid sound of the bell rang, and the cavalry stationed in the city began to quickly gather. Accompanied by the urging voice of the officer, these people took up their weapons, mounted their horses, and began to file out of the city.

Soon a bright red cloak spread and unfolded on the snow-white ground, hundreds of high-ranking knights above Sequence 5, led by Darcy, galloped towards the place where the letter arrow rose.

Silver-white metal armor, dark red necklaces, and bright red cloaks with roses printed on them. These cavalry are the Rose Knights newly formed by the emperor. Their members are all from noble families, and their average strength is above Sequence 5. , the data on paper is basically the same as those legendary knights in the past, such as the 'Flash Knights' of West Wind back then.

The horses neighed, the ground trembled, the sound of metal armor colliding continued, and the bright red cloak rolled rapidly like waves in the snow. A piece of green and withered yellow mottled colors began to appear on the land.

The northern knight with Lily's mother and child soon noticed the noise and trembling coming from afar. They looked at each other and began to speed up.

Time is running out again.

Both sides were running at top speed, galloping across the vast field, and the moment the horseshoe stepped on it, a cloud of shattered snow particles was splashed.

However, compared to the long-distance northern knights, the Rose Knights who have just set off obviously have better physical strength, and the distance between the two sides is gradually approaching.

From the first ten kilometers, to the later 7 kilometers, 5 kilometers, 3 kilometers, and finally even vaguely see each other in sight.

At this moment, a figure appeared first among the chasing team. It was extremely swift and fierce, its body was like steel, and its aura made people feel chilling.

"Darcy." Looking at the spilled magic power particles, a northern knight pronounced the name in a low voice.

Even in the northern border, Darcy's name, the head of the 'three victorious generals', is still well-known, thanks to the fact that when Aimanke was in power, he used him as an example to inspire those civilian children to join the army.

Darcy was supported by the Dark Nightmare horse of Demon Sequence 6, and galloped across the ground at high speed. For this monster who was good at running, this speed could last for several days without stopping.

Feeling that the cold front was about to arrive, several northern knights had to turn their heads to block it.

They broke away from the team first, then circumvented the arc on both sides, then turned around and began to charge.

The simple and old lance was held up in his hand, and the iron-gray pennant was fluttering, and then the four began to approach Darcy at high speed.

Through the gaps in their masks, the knights watched the man on the opposite side zoom in rapidly in their field of vision, and the tip of their lances began to coil around the spiral stance and frost.

When the four of them rode war horses across the snow field, the spiral wake of the lances brought a large splash of snowflakes on the ground, and there was a sudden tsunami.

Immediately, the four northern knights of Sequence 6 crashed into Darcy like a heavy train.

Sharp friction sounded from the tip of the gun, and flickering sparks scattered in the snow.

Darcy held the long spear in his hand, like cast steel, directly stabbed at the tip of the protruding lance, tore off the metal body of the spear, then shook the spear tip, causing it to fall to one side, and then rotated the long spear, Hitting the other lance that was coming from the surprise attack with the end of the gun, deflecting it, and then the blade of the rotating gun pierced the atmosphere, beheading a northern knight directly, and stabbing with the last spear, rushing towards him The northern knights pierced through directly.

Northern knights are good at fighting, but he is even better at it. Whether he entered the army after graduation or participated in expeditions, he has experienced countless battles. adapt.

Regardless of the remaining two people intersecting with him, Darcy accelerated again, charging towards the remnant soldiers in the distance.

After knowing that the famous general could not be defeated, the remaining northern knights began to separate in groups of two, and then turned around to block the attack in order to delay more time, leaving tragic bloodstains everywhere on the ground.

In the end, there were only two knights left in the northern border, and they were also holding Hells and Lily.

As they raced through the snow, it was getting dark.

The wind swept across the land, bringing up bursts of snow and fog, which made people's vision blurred and they couldn't see the direction ahead.

When the two gradually approached, they realized that the flat field had come to an end, and there was an upward **** in front of it, and sporadic coniferous forests grew on the hills.

The heart instantly fell to the bottom of the lake, and it was icy cold, but they couldn't turn back at this moment. The two could only wave the reins vigorously, driving the war horse under them towards the hillside.

Under Darcy's control, the black war horse raised its head and neighed, then leaped vigorously, cutting through the atmosphere with a huge arc unimaginable by ordinary people, rushing towards the two struggling knights.

Even if they haven't turned back, the two have already sensed the crisis.

They rolled directly from their horses and hid with the key figures in their arms.

The spear drew a bright red arc in the air, and the heavy horse's hoof fell to the ground like a shell, splashing countless mud and snowflakes. When the two knights raised their heads, Darcy was already riding across the road on their way up the mountain .

The original two war horses have now been divided into several pieces and fell on the snowy hillside.

Looking at the tall figure cast in steel in front of them, the two northern knights gasped and put them down, drew out the long swords at their waists, and faced each other from a distance.

In an instant, Darcy galloped on the horse, and the long spear swung down like a phantom, gorgeous and shrill.

A knight rushed forward, raised his sword and slashed vertically, in order to exchange wounds for wounds, but in an instant, the man and the sword were directly divided into two halves.

At this time, the last remaining northern knight gradually lowered his breath, his blue eyes stared at the man approaching step by step, and then poured magic power into the long sword in his hand.

Death is not terrible. As people in the north who advocate the sequence of necromancers, they have clearly understood since childhood that everyone will and is destined to face death, but the question is whether they can fulfill their promises and fulfill their hearts before death. prayer.

What a pity, it would be great if my death could change the ending a bit.

He sighed silently in his heart, and then he swung the sword down heavily, colliding with the severed spear blade.

The sword blade broke, the magic power collapsed, and the broken fragments splashed like a mask, leaving shallow wounds on the cheeks, and silky and greasy warm blood flowed down the neck.

It did not die, however.

He looked at himself with a sense of surprise, which made him a little unbelievable. He never thought that the other party was a soft-hearted person who would spare his life at this time.

That is, there is a reason why the other party has to stop for the time being.

The sound of arrows piercing through the air, shot into the figure on the hillside, with barbs on the tip of the arrows, lines and grooves on the body of the arrows, which have the effects of enchantment and bloodletting.

Darcy swung the gun body, turned around, swept away most of the arrows, and blocked them, but a small part shot directly into the armor, making him frown slightly.

Such a wound is not enough to kill him, and has limited impact on his battle, but the scene on the hillside at this moment is the reason why this famous general frowns.

Blades of iron gray fluttered in the cold wind. On the hillside, knights in ancient armor stood silently, and the corners of the skirts could be seen to be worn and whitish. The dress can also see a style left over from the previous era.

These knights in armor and cloaks covered with frost and snow stood on a high hillside, like an ice fortress that would never melt for thousands of years, staring at the cold and powerful man below.

The leading black knight swung his arm, and another dense rain of arrows shot down, rushing towards the standing figure with a sharp sound like howling a wolf.

The battle has begun again.

After a round of arrow rain, the northern knights on the hillside rode their horses and roared down. The sound of metal collisions was like the shattering of glaciers. , like a snowstorm and a ghost, directly bumped into that peerless famous general.

A kind of soul cramping and icy cold came immediately, Darcy stabbed left and right in the iron-gray tide, and knocked down the northern knights, but his brows became more and more wrinkled, The blood on his face gradually faded.

As expected of the mainland's well-known survivors of Eternal Darkness Island, even though thousands of years have passed, the killing technique left by the Mercury Dynasty is still so terrifying.

Finding that he was temporarily unable to defeat the enemy, the famous general directly swept away a short open space, then jumped up on his horse, and retreated in the direction he came from.

He doesn't need to fight these northern knights here~IndoMTL.com~The members of the Rose Knights will arrive immediately, and these northern knights who have traveled long distances are destined to be unable to escape from him and his cavalry.

Watching the figure go away for a while, the remaining northern knights also stopped and carefully rescued Lily and Hells.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, we are late."

A gray-clothed witch got off her horse and knelt down in front of the unconscious Lily. She gently pressed her hand on Lily's forehead, closed her eyes and prayed silently. heal.

Afterwards, the witch checked the little prince Hels again, and found that he was just a little frightened, so she wiped the blood from his little face and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally caught up."

However, just as they breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved, a clamor of horseshoes sounded in the sky again.

On the fluttering cloak and flag, bright red roses bloom in the pure white world.