Alien Knights

"Go forward, walk through this corridor, and climb up that slope." Emerson shook off the blood on the sword, and stepped over the corpse on the ground.

Cumberland looked at the maid lying in a pool of blood, and the terrified look in her dying eyes made the old knight turn his head away.

A group of people walked quickly through the palace in the night, and finally came to two huge iron gates.

Standing in front of the door was a team of guards responsible for guarding the treasure house. Looking at the group of "barbarian troops" in front of them, the first reaction of the guards was that they were dreaming. After waking up for a while, the leader among them shouted loudly: "Forbidden area of ​​the palace, what do you want to do?!"

The Valkyries drew their bowstrings to the full, and answered best with their arrows.

Emerson pointed to a house not far away, and said: "There is also a guard of the regiment in the house. In the captain's room in the innermost room, there is one of the keys to the treasury. The second key is in the room of the head of the house on the tower. The third key is above the badge of the palace meeting hall. Only when all three keys are collected can it be opened..."

Brunhilde gestured to the soldiers behind him. A group of North Island warriors pulled out their knives and axes and walked into the guard camp. Later, there were screams and blows in the room.

Then, she walked to the iron gate, knocked on the door with her fist, then knocked along the wall, and finally stopped in front of a stone wall.

After a whistle, several Bei Dao berserkers, taking advantage of the short-term rage gained by adrenaline, raised a huge hammer as tall as a person, and slammed it towards the wall.

The huge impact, the splashing powder, and everything in front of him made Emerson helplessly say: "This method is also fine, but it is a bit noisy."

Two minutes later, after mopping up the soldiers guarding the camp, they returned to the team covered in blood, and the cracks on the wall became bigger and bigger. On the other hand, deafening crashing sounds spread throughout the palace, lights were lit in many places, and noisy voices could be faintly heard.

Finally, a hole was smashed into the wall for two people to pass through. The soldiers of the North Island Knights scrambled to get into the treasure house, and their jaws dropped from the scene in front of them.

There are piles of gold and coins piled up like hills, priceless antiques and paintings, and the vast warehouses are full of scenes of wealth.

"A few days ago, the Supreme Council confiscated the property of a group of nobles and wealthy businessmen in the name of suppressing the enemy religion, but it has not had time to share the spoils." Emerson looked at the gradually rising flames in the distance of the palace, nodded and said: "The person who set the fire has already succeeded. Next, we will see if there are any greedy fish that will take the bait."

On the street outside the palace, a barbarian army just woke up from sleep, yawning and marching, whining softly.

"The useless guys in the kingdom actually sent people to our camp in the middle of the night, saying that the Church of the Heavenly Father had instigated an army rebellion. The rebels were attacking the palace and urgently needed our support."

"Don't they have an army themselves? Just let them come to counter the rebellion! Why disturb our rest?!"

"Their fighters are vulnerable! Without our help, the knights of the church would have captured this place long ago!"

The barbarian leader walked at the forefront of the army, looked at the military order in his hand repeatedly, and said suspiciously: "The order is all right, but there is something strange about it?"

"Boss! Look! The Silver Ring Palace is on fire!"

Hearing the shouts of his subordinates, the barbarian leader looked up into the distance. The Silver Ring Palace built on the high ground in the city could vaguely see the fire spreading continuously. He put the general order in his arms, and ordered to the people behind him: "Run! Do you hear me?! Run for me!"

Walking to the gate of the palace city, a sharp-eyed person picked up a silver moon scattered on the ground. The barbarian leader looked at the coins in the hands of the tribe, and asked the troops to speed up without saying a word.

As you go deeper and deeper, more and more property are scattered on the ground, and the value is getting higher and higher.

In the end, the barbarian army found the collapsed hole. After entering the hole, the golden dreamlike scene in front of them made everyone fall into madness. Pockets, shields, helmets and even mouths became the luggage of these treasure robbers.

People took as much property as possible, but no one thought about why this hole was born.

At this moment, the door to the treasure house was opened.

"You thieves! Robbers! Shameless bastards!"

Because of the fire in the royal palace, the guard camp who returned to the defense in time saw the body of the guard and the barbarian army who had stolen the treasure house. They raised their weapons and cursed.

The barbarian leader glanced at the few guards in front of him, then at the bulging cloth bag in his hand, and slowly pulled out the handaxe behind him. Those clansmen behind him with greed and cruelty written in their eyes also drew out their weapons, ready to fight.

With a loud roar, the barbarian army crashed into the guards, and a desperate struggle began in front of the treasure house.

And outside the palace, the barbarian army that received the "request for help" military order like this is coming one after another.

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"Has any of you seen Earl Emerson?!"

Cumberland wiped off the blood stains on his face with the enemy's clothes, looked around, and asked the others suddenly.

The soldiers of the North Island Knights looked at each other and shook their heads, with bags of gold, silver and jewels strapped to their backs and weapons still dripping blood in their hands.

Brunhilde let go of the bowstring and shot the last commander who was about to escape on horseback. He turned to Cumberland and said, "When we came out of the palace, the earl seemed to say that he was going back."

Cumberland was stunned for a while, then his face changed drastically, he got on his horse and said loudly to Brunhilde: "You take the North Island Knights to the west, and I will meet you on the road!"

Before Brunhilde had time to shout "Where are you going?", the figure of the old knight galloping away had disappeared from her sight.

Earl Emerson's mansion was still so quiet, but the fire in the house brought a little bright color to this cold house.

"Master, your ginger honey tea."

After receiving the tea made by the old butler, Emerson, who was sitting in the front seat of the hall, took a sip, the tip of his tongue was slightly sweet and refreshing, but it couldn't wash away the endless bitterness in his heart.

"I have destroyed a kingdom, a kingdom that my family has fought for for more than two hundred years." Emerson's cloudy eyes reflected the dancing flames, and he seemed to hear cries and pleas for help from the royal city in his ears. He slowly put down his tea cup: "There is no doubt that I will go to hell."

Old Kemp stood behind Emerson, and a wooden beam that was blown by flames fell on the old butler's back, and he didn't move at all.

There was a loud bang.

The closed door was knocked open, and Cumberland's loud voice rang out: "Old turtle! Get out!"

The count looked at the old knight who walked out of the flames, and held his forehead in pain.

Cumberland looked at the master and servant at the far end of the hall, frowned and scolded, "Emerson! This way of dying is not suitable for you!"

"You never think about what happened in this year. Death is a kind of relief for me in a sense."

Cumberland took a few steps closer to the seat: "Really? In my opinion, this is not like relief, but more like escape."

The high temperature from the floor scorched everything in the room, and the thread on Emerson's trousers was yellow and bent, emitting a little white smoke.

The earl looked at Cumberland who was getting closer, sighed, took out a dagger from his pocket, and pointed it at his chest: "Old friend, don't force me to end myself in a way I don't like."

Cumberland stopped, hesitating.

At this moment, the old Kemp, who hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end, bent down and said to Emerson: "Master, it's getting late, you should rest."

Emerson turned his head in doubt, and a strong drowsiness hit his brain: "What's going on...you...that tea..."

The count fell asleep on the chair, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Cumberland hurried forward, carried Emerson on his back, and rushed to the gate of the mansion.

Kicking away the burning wood on the ground, Cumberland rushed out of the fire scene, panting and threw Emerson on the ground. Looking back, the old butler was standing by the burning gate, motionless.

Cumberland got up and ran to the gate again, shouting, "Old Kemp! Come out!"

The old butler looked back at the mansion that was already in flames, turned around and bent down, saluted Cumberland, and shouted with all his strength, "My lord Baron! Master... I'll leave it to you!"

The door was closed again.

Countless brilliance and glory, as the flames turned into dust, only one old man who was born and died here accompanied this old house to complete the last journey.

On May 14, 1172, this date in history is called "Elegy of the Silver Ring".

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the barbarian army tore up the alliance contract, looted the treasure house, burned the palace, and slaughtered more than 400 people including members of the royal family.

At around 7 o'clock in the morning, the Yinhuan defenders and noble private soldiers organized a counterattack, recaptured the palace, and repelled several attacks by the barbarian army.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the barbarian tribes stationed outside the city joined forces with the friendly forces in the city to capture the gate of the palace, and in the name of revenge, launched a three-day ethnic cleansing and wealth plunder.

On May 17, 1172, internal strife broke out among the coalition forces attacking Beishi Fortress, and the Yinhuan Kingdom Army collapsed.

On May 19, 1172, the North Island Knights and Muxi Knights joined forces and marched eastward.

On May 24, 1172, the Muxi Kingdom announced the occupation of Silver Ring City, a kingdom with a history of hundreds of years, which has been annihilated in the long river of history so far.

After that, the Muxi Kingdom Army, which was originally aiming at Fort Watchman, gave up all battle plans after receiving an urgent letter from within the kingdom. Except for a small number of troops left to occupy Yinhuan City, all other troops marched day and night and retreated to Muxi City in a hurry.

There was only one sentence in the letter.

"Assassination of the King"