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Chapter 48: One Arrow, Another Arrow

Chapter 48 One arrow, another arrow

After the 20,000 troops led by Egir appeared, the Mongols did not attract too much attention. It seemed that the other party focused all his attention on the unstoppable guards who had broken through several defense lines in succession. And after Genghis Khan's order "Kill Egir!" was conveyed, this trend became even more obvious. The Mongols wishfully thought that Emperor Norman would be in this army with the strongest combat power and closest to the breakthrough state.

Therefore, on the contrary, the army behind the temple where Egil was actually not receiving any resistance. It soon caught up with the main force. After killing the Mongolian army like maggots in the back with a few thousand-man teams at the end of the main force, Egil then commanded the army and protected the end of the army and sent several guard knights to the front line to see how the current situation was.

After a moment, several knights came back and ran to Egil. They sent out five guard knights, but only three came back, and everyone was injured, which made Egil's mood even heavier.

"How is it? What's the situation on the front line? Did you succeed in breaking through?" Egil asked anxiously.

"I'm very sorry for bringing bad news, Lord." The head of a guard cavalry commander said: "The battle situation on the front line has fallen into a state of anxiety. The opponent has tens of thousands of elite infantry, completely blocking the gates of the outer city. The Imperial Guards have fallen into a tough battle!"

"It's really damn!" After cursing in a panic, Egil changed his mind quickly - although his mission was the palace master. If even the other party's siege could not be broken, then the task of the palace master would be meaningless. So Egil made a quick decision and left the seemingly dangerous rear troops, and led his knight guards to run forward. After passing a chaotic battlefield, he arrived at the front line.

"Attack! Hurry up! If these enemies cannot be defeated, we will all die here! Do you know?!" On the front line, Artoria shouted angrily as the queen, who had led the Norman Guard Knights to charge twice against the Mongolian defense line. However, in the end, all of the charges ended in failure. In addition to losing troops and losing morale, Artoria was very angry.

"If there were more cavalry - no, if the other party was not so concentrated..." Artoria thought about it, but had no choice but to do anything. She couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

"Okay. Let's take a break first, this time. Let me come." Just when Artoria was discouraged, Egil's voice came from behind, making Artoria even more embarrassed.

"No, just give me some more time-" didn't ask Egil why he came here or what he did. Artoria had guessed those things. She spoke, but she was so angry that Egil's feeling of "I'm better than you."

"Now is not the time to say such things, be good." Egil rode on the horse, stretched out his hand and touched Artoria's long, chaotic light blonde hair, and then said.

"...I know." Although he usually performed stronger than anyone else. But when Egil became serious, he was as well-behaved as a puppy. Although he was reluctant, since Egil said so, Artoria had to accept it.

"Very good." Egil nodded, then rushed forward and shouted to the guards who failed in two consecutive attacks: "Soldiers, my friends, cheer up and charge there again! Just once again! This time I will lead you!!"

Because of Egil's "rule" attribute, the morale of these guard knights immediately rose. They cheered and stood back in line. As after this battle, a Mongolian poet lamented: "When the emperor named Egil entered the battlefield, even if he did nothing, it would be enough to make the morale of the 80,000 Norman soldiers under his command high."

Although there were two failures, the number of guard knights was still 800. Egil was sure that these 800 knights were enough to break through the opponent's array.

"Note that after I led the knights to break through the opponent's array, I quickly led the infantry forward and completely defeated these enemies!" Egil turned around and said such words to Artoria. He turned around and ran to the front of the Norman Guard Knights, holding up his saber and shouting: "Charge!!"

As Egil finished speaking, the knights burst into a roar! These guards, wearing heavy plate armor of three millimeters thick and even the war horses were wrapped in two millimeters thick steel, launched a tsunami-like attack on the Mongols' defense line! This time, Egil was not prepared to charge in a subtle way that could use the art of command, and cut the opponent's defense line bit by bit. Egil pushed all the eight hundred guards on one round! Prepare to defeat them in the most violent and direct way! Just as he said, a charge!!

"For the holy Messiah Egil! Norman Empire and Europa!!" This time, the slogans of the knights changed again. However, they had already regarded Egil as the Son and the Savior...

"Stop it! There are not many of them! It's just a small army!! You must stand it!!!" Seeing the steel knights rushing towards him. Because of the effect of Egil's kingship, the morale of the Mongolian army plummeted. Their bows and arrows could have shot through the heavy arrows of the head of a big wild boar with the thickest leather, but after hitting the guards, there was no effect - they were completely bounced away!

"Shoot that guy! That's Emperor Norman! He doesn't wear a helmet!!"

Soon, Egil, who rushed in the front, was discovered by the Mongol again - and those people also discovered one of Egil's "fatal weakness." The emperor, wearing a gorgeous armor like a work of art, held the saber with a purple-red light, looked so dazzling, with only a Norman iron crown on his head. He exposed his cheeks, which were also as delicate as artworks, and his long golden hair!

"Shoot him!!"

Immediately afterwards, on the front of the battlefield, on the city walls, and on the towers... Thousands of Mongolian archers successively set off their bows and arrows, and the arrow shot towards Egil like a heavy rain!

"Innocent!"

If someone else was replaced by another person at this moment, even if he didn't die, he would lose half his life even if he didn't die. However, Egil was Egil after all, and was an unparalleled general with a cavalry! Although he was not equipped with a helmet, the flying arrows were like snails with a witchcraft vision provided by Norman Iron Crown. The speed was unbearable. Through the bonus of the Absolute Guardian, Egil's already agile skill also increased again!

The emperor waved his scimitar and the purple-red and strange light flashed, and there was a "crackling" sound. The arrows shot at Egil were either cut off or knocked away. Egil, alone and with a knife, could not penetrate the wind and rain of himself and the war horse guard!

"Good skills, what a pity." In this moment, just as the cavalry led by Egil was less than fifty meters away from the enemy, a Mongolian general who had just arrived secretly exclaimed on the city tower. However, he did not fall at all. He held a bow in his left hand, stretched his right hand back, pulled out a wolf-toothed arrow, aimed it at Egil's face and shot straight towards it!!

"What?!"

The sound of the sharp arrow breaking through the air instantly sounded! In a vaguely, the airflow around the arrow was torn apart. Egil instinctively felt the danger. He did not dare to use a knife to hold it up, and wanted to lower his head to dodge, but it was too late!!

——At that critical moment, the wolf-toothed arrow was about to shoot from Egil's eyebrows and penetrate directly through his brain—but for some reason, a strange wind suddenly blew the arrow off the track, rubbed Egil's face, leaving a blood mark and then sank into the ground!

"The system prompts that the five times a day of Absolute Guardian's ability to resist fatal damage has been used once."

Such a cold system prompt sounded in Egil's ears. The terrified Emperor Norman realized that he had just stepped into hell with half his foot.

"It's so dangerous!" Egil's heart beat violently, and after extreme fear, he was extremely angry! He did not hesitate and roared and used the screaming skill of the Underworld! The Mongolian army, which was originally depressed because of "The King's Landing", collapsed instantly! Before the other party was influenced by the Mongolian military god and restored order, the guards had already rushed over!

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!!" Just after walking in front of the gate of hell, Egil was in a bad mood, waving the saber as if he was crazy, and slashing desperately - and then another arrow shot - but at this moment, Egil was ready. He grabbed the back of the knife with his left hand, and raised the blade of the life with both hands, facing the wolf-tooth arrow. With a "click!" sound, the wolf-tooth arrow was cut in half by the torn life blade! The huge force shocked Egil's arm numb!

Two consecutive attacks by the same person, Egil was furious, raised his sword in his hand, and cursed in Mongolian in the direction where the arrow was shot, "Shameless rats, you can only hurt people with hidden arrows! My sharpshooter Robin Hood under my command is a hundred times better than you! If Robin Hood is here, you will definitely die!"

On the city tower, the Mongolian archer who shot two arrows in succession, Zhebe, the general of the magic arrow, also felt his arms sore and could not pull the bow any longer. But after Egil said this, he vaguely mentioned a person, saying that he was more skillful than his archery skills, but he was very dissatisfied.

"Is Robin Hood? I remember."
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