Chapter 8 Chapter Seven: The Great Summer Sparrow

The black train from Emerald stopped deep in the jungle, like a huge black snake perched in the grass.The railroad track is gone here, and the front is the forest that has just been cut down, and there are stumps everywhere. "Is this the end of the 'blood line'?" Veron stepped on a stump, looking at the scenery under the night.In fact, he couldn't see anything. Although the rain was a little lighter, the sky was covered with dark clouds and there was no light of stars and moons.Judging from the sound of the tide, they were not far from the sea. Poincaré put on his hood for protection from the rain and stood on another tree stump, the inside of his cloak rubberized for good protection from wind and rain.He pointed to a pitch-black distance, and drew a sinuous line: "The original plan was to build along the coastline, pass through the Mamos Valley, bypass the entire Mediterranean Sea, and end at the strategic fortress of the Great Xia Kingdom, 'Dragon City' , but was perceived by the Orientals."

"This plan is too risky. It takes ten years to build a railway to attack the east? This is a huge project. Once the other party finds out, all previous efforts will be wasted." Veron shook his head. "I don't know, it can't be the decision of Gawain Republic itself, it should be the joint decision of the superiors." Poincaré took out the wine jar and took a sip, "Your benevolent Pope should also be one of the decision makers. member." "Hey, eating, drinking, and scolding the boss is not what a knight with status like you should do." Veron smoked a cigarette, "Especially don't scold the boss openly in front of the intelligence chief, be careful of heresy trials The bureau will create a secret file for you."

Poincaré smiled and threw the wine jar to Veron.Veron took a big sip, the strong aroma of wine permeated his mouth, and the alcohol warmed his body all of a sudden.The wine tank contains the finest Armagnac, a fine wine produced by King Charlemagne. "Good wine!" Veron praised. "Your cigarettes are also good ones." Poincaré said lightly.The cigarettes that Veron shared with him were not purchased from a tobacco shop, but Javanese tobacco shipped from the East. Rolled by himself, it has a rich aroma. "Don't those guys need to replenish?" Poincaré glanced at the Seraphs.

A total of twenty-seven seraphim, all woke up from the iron coffin, and no accident like Rundstedt happened again.The body temperature of these knights was very low when they were sleeping under the ice, and they only breathed through nasal tubes, but after waking up, they could quickly return to normal body temperature within a few minutes, and their physical activity was basically not affected by the low temperature. Lai was amazed. Although Fei Lengcui's medical level is quite high, this technology of freezing living people is too unimaginable. With the help of mechanics, the Seraphs are doing the final inspection to ensure that their armor is in good condition. After all, it is an old thing with a history of hundreds of years, and more inspections and repairs should be done.

As the most advanced war machines, they showed strong coordination and tacit understanding. From the beginning to now, none of them said anything, and all the preparations could be completed only by eye contact. The knights were enclosed in that heavy metal shell, and none of them wanted to take off their helmets to take a few breaths of fresh air, presumably because they didn't want their faces and voices to be exposed by "outsiders" like Poincaré and Bron. remember. This was expected by Poincaré. When he himself served in the Seraph Knights, he had never heard of such things as Seraphs in the Knights, so this super elite force must be deliberately isolated in the beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.

There is only one exception, the head of the Knights, Rundstedt, who still occasionally appears on diplomatic occasions. "They don't need supplies, they're monsters." Braum shrugged. Before the sentence was over, the wine jar in his hand suddenly disappeared.The ferocious figure blocked his Poincaré gaze, and the demon-like figure stood on the third tree stump, raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth. The head of the Blazing Knights, Rundstedt, has completed his overhaul. Just now Poincaré fired hundreds of rounds of ammunition at him with a blunderbuss, but after less than an hour of overhaul, he was back to normal .

Veron realized that he was a bit talkative. Although Seraphim usually doesn't communicate with people, Rundstedt is still nearby after all. He is a monster who can communicate with people, and he probably thinks his words are very inappropriate. listen. He was thinking about how to express his apology to the noble Templar, when Rundstedt said coldly: "Yes, Knight Poincaré, Knight Veron are right, monsters are not Need supplies." A faint smile appeared on his pale face, and he returned the wine jar to Poincaré, "But drinking can make people relax and calm, and this is indeed a very good wine."

Poincaré and Veron were taken aback for a moment, and they both laughed silently. It seems that one of these monsters can think and laugh like a human. Rundstedt pointed forward: "The Gawain Republic has always maintained the status of a neutral country, just to build a 'blood line' so as to cross the natural obstacle of the Mediterranean Sea. Although the cost is high and the time is long, it is for commercial purposes in name, and it is In the neutral country, I thought it would not arouse the suspicion of the Easterners. They should not know much about railways. But Chu Shunhua is very keenly aware of the real purpose of this railway. After it is completed, elite divisions from Western countries will be in Arriving directly at Dragon City within a few days, the gates of Great Xia will be shattered at any moment. He took the risk of using his fleet to land on the Parthian Plain, just to seize control of the bloodline."

Poincare nodded slightly. "Bloodline" is the name of this railway, and he was sent to Marston as a mayor to supervise the construction of the bloodline.In name, this is a narrow-gauge railway that can only be used by light trains, but in fact the sleepers and rails have been specially strengthened to transport a large number of soldiers.Western countries have been preparing to attack the East for at least ten years, and the Gawain Republic is also a participant. Poincaré didn't know what the Elector Gawain was thinking. Maybe the Elector was not satisfied with his country's mere wealth, but also hoped that it would become stronger and stand shoulder to shoulder with the great powers of Iruber.But Poincaré is not qualified to ask questions. Even if he is the first knight, he is only an executor, and he is still too far away from the circle of superiors.

"Chu Shunhua is really a terrifying character, no wonder you don't hesitate to call your seraphim to kill him." Poincaré said, "But what are you going to do?" Rundstedt pointed to the rear. The Seraphs were taking apart the heavy iron box and assembling the slender weapons inside. The mechanics were in charge of inspection.That thing looks like a musket, but its length reaches an astonishing four meters. The complex diversion tube is covered by a hard guard plate, and the surface presents the unique texture of bronze, mithril and wind metal.The mechanic is filling the gun chamber with special ammunition. The gunpowder and the warhead are separated. The warhead alone is twenty centimeters long, about the thickness of a baby's arm, with complicated spiral patterns drawn on its surface.

"Holy Gun Equipment Longinus." Rundstedt whispered, "The gun with the longest range in the world can only be operated by Seraphim." "Is that a cannon?" Poincaré exclaimed. "The cannon's pursuit is range killing, and that gun's pursuit is to kill a single target with one blow. After adjusting according to the wind speed and altitude, its range can exceed four kilometers, and it should be able to be outside Chu Shunhua's warning circle." Shoot him." "So you are just going to snipe him? Use a gun that can penetrate the steel city gate to kill a human?" Poincaré felt a little incredible, "I heard that the Pope has a special assassination force, and those of your country's elite Why don't killers use it? Seraphim should be used on the frontal battlefield, right?" "Because Chu Shunhua controls the most powerful killer army in the world," Longdstedt said lightly, "It is said that there is a kind of enchantment in oriental magic, which can prevent the enemy from invading. Chu Shunhua has such a An invisible layer of defense, no killer can approach him, and those who tried were killed back." "Black Mandala!" Veron suddenly thought of the mysterious Ceylon army. Rundstedt nodded slightly: "Yes, the most elite assassins in the Black Mandala were recruited by Chu Shunhua to form a secret army named 'Immortal'. That army always has a thousand people, but there are enough The reserve team, once there is a death or injury, the reserve team will be called to fill it up. Outsiders think they are immortal and call them 'immortals'. If you want to break through the defensive circle of the immortals, you can only use long-distance tactics." "So the success or failure of this war depends on whether you can successfully kill Chu Shunhua, right? The fate of the entire East is tied to that man. Killing him can change the world situation!" Poincaré understood. "Some people say that Chu Shunhua is not only protected by immortals, but also by Xingjian's spell, so it is impossible to be killed." Longdstedt said quietly, "But Seraph wants to kill None of those people slipped through the net, and one of the myths on both sides must be shattered tonight. I hope it’s not Seraphim’s.” Poincaré couldn't help being a little surprised.Rundstedt seems to be in his early twenties, but he has already mastered the strongest knight order in the world. He is feared by the monarchs of all countries and fascinated by ladies from all over the world. Even the Pope praised him as "our national soldier" when talking about him. ", Iruber is well-deserved king of knights.Such a young man should be domineering and domineering, but there is a trace of confusion in Rundstedt's words that he can't see the way forward. He may have the strongest individual force in the world, but he is not sure if he can kill a mortal... What is that Great Xia Dragon Sparrow?Is it what the orientals call Shura?Or a ghost reincarnated from hell? "Less than four kilometers ahead is the Parthia Plain, and the battle will start around midnight. With Chu Shunhua's habit, he will inevitably supervise the battle in person, and I will personally control Longinus. Once the sniper is successful, we will immediately report to Mas Li Xini has already controlled Marston and is ready to meet us." Rundstedt also drank the remaining wine at the bottom of the tavern, "No one will know that we have been here." "This is not the first time you have done this kind of thing, right? It is called the core strength of the Seraphim, but the Seraphim is actually a group of elite killers with a very small number." Poincaré took a deep breath, "The killer named Angel, The Holy See really figured it out." "War is a thing that will stain everyone's hands. Those who bind their hands and feet with morality will die the fastest." Rundstedt turned and left, "I have to debug Longinus myself , I will not accompany you." "Wait." Veron, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned his head and said, his eyes were like lightning, "Poincaré and I have no right to know what you said, right? As the head of the Blazing Knights, once you If you are awakened, you will take over the command. In this case, Poincaré and I are your followers, why do you need to explain the details of the operation to us?" "Even if I don't tell you, with your intelligence gathering ability of Knight Veron, you can guess it very quickly." Rundstedt neither stopped nor looked back, "Isn't it good for everyone to chat on a rainy night?" Afterwards, Rundstedt never said a single word. Wearing heavy armor and dragging the pipeline for inputting red mercury vapor behind his back, he walked around the holy gun equipment, monitoring the adjustments of the mechanics.Although he was young, he didn't have the slightest arrogance or arrogance. He was as precise as a machine. Presumably "Killing the Phoenix" also put a lot of pressure on him. Poincaré has heard of the "Holy Lance Armor Longinus". It is rumored that the Minerva Agency has trial-produced several sets of holy series of weaponry, using the most advanced craftsmanship, and each piece of equipment has been tested countless times. Only failures can succeed, and cannot be mass-produced, but the power and characteristics are incomparable to ordinary weapons. At that time, the knights were still guessing who would assign these outfits to. Now the mystery has been revealed. The reason why these outfits are not mass-produced is that the production cost is too high and the time is too long, and it is unnecessary. People who can use those outfits are in this world. There are only twenty-seven people on the list. The other Seraphs have also obtained their weapons.It is not difficult to see that the armors manufactured today are replicas of Seraph, the original version of "Sword Dancer", the original version of "Bronze Cutter", and the original version of "Roaring Thor" can all be vaguely recognized. It's just that the weapons used by the seraphs are more sophisticated. The side of the shooting gun has exquisite brass decorations, and the embossed holy emblem can be faintly seen on the epee, revealing the flashy atmosphere of a hundred years ago. These devil-like knights are guarding the surroundings with heavy weapons. The heavy footsteps are constantly reciprocating. The armors collide with each other from time to time, making dull noises. The air pump truck that produces red mercury vapor roars. Seeing such a scene, I am afraid that I have arrived in heaven or hell, in short, I am not in the world. "Are you bored?" Veron leaned on the carriage with a sad expression, "It's obvious that you and I are knights, but we look like civil servants on this occasion." "I've been a civil servant for ten years, and I'm used to it." Poincaré shrugged. "The first knight of the Republic of Gawain was sent to the town of Hot Springs to be a city magistrate, thanks to you for being able to endure it for so many years." "It's really unbearable, as if you are a piece of wood, and mushrooms are slowly growing on your body." Poincaré sighed softly, "Those nobles are like chattering crows, they bother me to death. And the only thing they care about is So few things, social balls, beautiful women, Midsummer Eve celebration...you don't think of it, do you? I spend three months every year dealing with Midsummer Eve celebration, what kind of flowers should I use, which man first Speeches, even what color ribbons to wrap around the laurel tree. I'll be transferred from Marston when this is over, and my wife has been waiting ten years for me to come home, and she's probably old." Veron wanted to say something, but he felt that he had nothing to say. They were all soldiers, and soldiers should serve the interests of the country. There was not much room for choice. There was a "boom" in the sound of drizzle, and Rundstedt filled the special mithril bullet into the chamber of Longinus.He repeated the loading operation. The Longinus can only hold two rounds of ammunition, but this is enough. A sniper rifle is not a blunderbuss. It is usually a one-hit kill. It does not need so much ammunition, so prepare one more Just for special cases. Veron took out his pocket watch and took a look: "It's almost time, it's a world-class battle, it's worth watching carefully." He took out two binoculars and handed one to Poincaré. The two came to the edge of the jungle under umbrellas, and not far away was Rundstedt who was operating Longinus. This super sniper rifle or sniper cannon was fixed on a rock by a tripod, and Longinus Steit himself was under the close protection of six Seraphs. Looking out from where they are, the world is ethereal, the sound of the rustling rain and the sound of the rushing tide are so clear, but there is darkness in the field of vision. "Will they really fight in the rain?" Poincaré adjusted the focus of the telescope, but he still couldn't see anything. "Rain is not good for the muskets of the Crusaders, and it is not good for the cavalry charge of the Bactrian Army." .” "The Pope and Chu Shunhua agreed on the time for the war. In a sense, they are both emperors," Veron said in a low voice, "Didn't I say that punctuality is the emperor's virtue." "Firelight," said Rundstedt suddenly. On the pitch-black field danced a group of extremely faint and hazy flames. The fire was so faint that it looked like a firefly at first glance. But fireflies don't come out to move around on rainy days. If they look like fireflies four kilometers away, they should be some kind of bright light source, such as a torch. On the vast dark field, the fire light moved slowly, like an old man walking alone.The sound of the wind, the sound of the tide, the light of the fire, the dark world and the monotonous and low breathing of the seraphim mixed together. Poincaré and Veron glanced at each other, feeling heavy pressure. The fire stopped in the middle of the field, and a moment later it rose with the rain.Then thousands of flames rose on the side of the Parthian plain, followed the wind to the sky, and entered a suspended state after reaching a certain height. The dark clouds have not dissipated, but the sky over the Parthian plain is like a galaxy of stars!The first man to light up the lamp stood under the star river, with his white clothes facing the sky, as tall and straight as a gun! Poincaré shivered slowly: "Big Xia Dragon Sparrow...Chu Shunhua!" Blazing Knights have always been known for their handsomeness, but in front of that oriental man in white, Poincaré was also ashamed.It was not something that could be described as handsome or beautiful. He exuded a special aura that covered the entire Parthian plain. That man stood in the dark night, but he looked like the rising sun. Poincaré had never met Chu Shunhua, and Veron could not be 100% sure of Chu Shunhua's appearance, because the Duke of the Great Xia Federation did not show his face very often.The most realistic portrait of him was drawn by the secretary of the Byzantine ambassador to Daxia. This secretary was good at painting and took advantage of the opportunity to submit the letter of credence to memorize Chu Shunhua's appearance. After returning, he drew it on paper overnight.The credibility of this kind of photo is already questionable, not to mention that it is four kilometers away, and the best telescope can only vaguely see the man clearly. But both Poincaré and Veron confirmed the identity of that person at the first time, and it was definitely Chu Shunhua. There is that kind of calm but sharp breath. Chu Shunhua looked up at the night sky with his hands behind his back, as if admiring the spectacle of lights all over the sky.And behind him, tens of thousands of crossbowmen held their crossbows, and a cold blue light flowed on the sharp arrows. "Suspended lamp." Veron whispered, "I never thought it would be so beautiful." Xiaguo's hanging lamp is a kind of military equipment used in night battles.The surface layer of the cowhide is peeled off, dried in the sun to become translucent, and a person-high air bag is made, and a butter lamp is placed inside.The butter lamp heats the air in the air pocket, and the lamp can be suspended in the night sky for half an hour.Usually the suspended lamps are only used for signaling, but the Great Xia Army released so many suspended lamps, illuminating the entire wilderness. No wonder Chu Shunhua dared to fight in the middle of the night, because they were ready to fight around the clock.To this day, Xia Guo's precision crossbow machine "Broken Mountain Crossbow" is still the overlord of long-range weapons on the battlefield. It is faster and more powerful than the triple-mounted firecrackers assembled by the Crusaders, but it only needs the crossbowmen to be very experienced. master.And Xia Guo just had such a forest army. When they fired continuously, the crossbow arrows were as dense as a forest. The suspended lights have greatly improved the combat capabilities of Lin's troops. Those experienced eagle-eyed shooters can launch accurate shots with only low light or even sound. On the other side of the battlefield were lined up majestic black steeds, their broad chests joined together like a black wall.The soldiers wore golden armor over their black military uniforms, their muzzles pointing to the sky, and sharp knight swords stuck in their saddles.On both sides of the cavalry regiment are stormtroopers composed of Stein heavy machines, and directly behind them is an artillery position composed of black iron cannons. The Crusader Guards had already lined up in the dark. They didn't light up the lights because they didn't want the Lin troops to have targets to shoot at. However, the dense hanging lights made their stealth tactics come to nothing. "Rundstedt!" whispered Veron. He didn't know why Rundstedt didn't do anything. Chu Shunhua's position was completely uncovered, and ordinary muskets and even sniper rifles couldn't hurt him, but Longdstedt held the gun of Longinus. gun!A Holy Lance Armor capable of unleashing a devastating blow at a distance of four kilometers!At this time, if Chu Shunhua was killed with one shot, the Crusaders would win without a fight. "Everyone in the troops led by Chu Shunhua is an elite. If Chu Shunhua is shot and killed now, they will retreat immediately, and most of the army can successfully withdraw." Rundstedt did not wear a helmet, and his sharp purple Hitomi fixedly locked on Chu Shunhua through the sights, "Wait a minute, wait until all the Great Xia army enters the battlefield before shooting. Tonight we will wipe out the strongest army of the Orientals." Poincaré and Veron looked at each other.Worthy of being the leader of the Chitian Knights, Longdstedt is not only scary when he is wearing armor, but also extremely fierce in tactics, but he not only wants to kill Chu Shunhua, but also the entire Great Xia army. The four major armies of the Great Xia Army: Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain. The Wind Troop is cavalry with high speed and heavy armor, and undertakes the charge; the Forest Troop is a crossbow troop, responsible for suppressing and controlling the field; the Fire Troop is equipped with high-quality fire In terms of guns and heavy artillery, the Great Xia Army is no less than Western countries in terms of firearms; the Mountain Army is an infantry death squad.The only ones showing up at this moment were Troop Lin in the dark green uniform. The Crusaders are divided into twelve divisions, six of which are from the headquarters of the Crusaders, and the other six are sent by the kings of various countries who believe in the holy religion of Messiah.The Crusader Guards are all equipped with Stein heavy machines, and the divisions sent by various countries ride on horses with excellent bloodlines. Blazing Iron Cavalry and knights sent by various countries were not included in these divisions, and the transfer of armored knights on the battlefield was always kept secret. The "Ship of Avalon" also arrived on the battlefield. This tracked ceremonial car was actually a chariot. Its top was decorated with a golden cross, and its outer layer was armor mixed with mithril and bronze.Those white-clothed friar who acted as the forerunners were holding up the honeycomb guns at this moment, and they were also the Pope's imperial guards. Previous popes would not easily appear on the battlefield. They are servants of God, and their duty is to spread the teachings and guide the world. Soldiers are naturally responsible for combat.Noble cardinals are called "those who wear red robes", while soldiers are called "those who wear black robes". The self-conscious status of those who wear red robes is higher than that of those who wear black robes. But the meaning of this battle is different. It will readjust the balance of the world. Everything is calm, and there seems to be a faint smell of gunpowder in the wind and rain.This is the highest level of war in the world, solemn and elegant, like a duel between nobles. The ground shook, and it seemed as if an ancient beast was rushing in the darkness, Chu Shunhua turned and walked towards his own position.The corners of Veron's eyes twitched slightly, and the seraphs looked in all directions vigilantly. The voice was so terrifying that people unconsciously felt that danger was approaching. Dark blue fierce horses protruded from the darkness, they trampled the fields in the rain, their hooves arced with mud.Their eyes are red, and their huge nostrils emit white air under their iron masks. Their stature is nearly twice that of ordinary war horses, and they are covered with heavy armor. They are like a moving city of steel! "Kuilong? Can that kind of thing really be called a war horse? It's almost like a man-eating dragon?" Poincare said in a low voice, "It turned out to be the beginning of cavalry tactics. Chu Shunhua felt that he had the absolute advantage." Advantage, do you want to crush the Crusaders?" That is the wind troop of the Great Xia Army. Before having heavy artillery, this wind of steel made the whole west tremble, because the horses on which the wind troop rode were "Kuilong".It is a monster among horses. The Great Xia imperial court directly sent people to manage the breeding organization of this war horse. What kind of horse its ancestor was and how it was bred is still a secret.The war horses used by Western cavalry have also been selected and strengthened through generations, but they are as short as donkeys in front of Kuilong horses. Only the Kuilong horses can carry the wind troops, their heavy armor can completely withstand the triple guns assembled by the Crusaders, and even shell fragments cannot harm them.The only flaw is that the start is too slow, so the charge of the wind troop is always launched from a distance, and it is already extremely fast when it reaches the battlefield.Kuilong horses would cross the entire battlefield at such a speed, and the only reason for them to stop was to die. Veron plugged his ears with his fingers. The sound of galloping horses was too terrifying even for the Blazing Knight. Even if he didn't experience its sharpness directly, he would involuntarily feel a sense of awe in the face of the vast sea. Lin's troop immediately moved to both sides of the battlefield to make way for the wind troop.The galloping Kuilong horse is difficult to control, if it stands in front of him, even friendly troops will be trampled. But in front of Chu Shunhua, Kuilongma's Kuangliu forcefully tore apart, and after bypassing him, it closed again. In the sea, he is a white reef. The burly entourage planted the vermilion dragon and bird banner behind Chu Shunhua, and the banner was unfurled in the rain, the dragon and bird soared, and thousands of fierce horses galloped past the flag. From this moment on, Chu Shunhua's foothold became the main formation of the Great Xia Army. Everyone can only move forward, and those who retreat will be shot and killed by the friendly troops behind! Chu Shunhua's behavior would be suspected of being artificial if it were someone else, but for Chu Shunhua, all of this is taken for granted. He is the military god of Daxia, and he is a myth in the first place.The more calm and calm he was, the more the Great Xia soldiers felt that he was sure of victory and had nothing to fear. The lance fell in an arc, forming a metal thornbush, and the wind troop rushed towards the cavalry formation of the Crusader Guard.They don't bother to use muskets at all, and only heavy artillery can stop them. Behind the formation of the Crusader Guards, the heavy artillery roared, and at the same time, the steam-driven heavy crossbow machine released a swarm of crossbow bolts. Although the crossbow that was fired was too heavy, it was extremely powerful as a short-range turret. This caused the wind troop in the charge to have a short hallucination, thinking that dark clouds from nowhere covered the sky, and the next moment, dense arrow rain fell from the sky, and they were the real body of the "dark cloud".The shells left burning arcs in the air and fell to the ground, bursting out countless sharp fragments. The flesh and blood of horses and humans stained the wild alfalfa on the plain. Even the wind troops wearing heavy armor paid a great price under such intensive firepower. Kuilong horses each worth thousands of gold coins rolled in blood, or soldiers on horseback were broken in half, The horse continued to gallop forward. The Great Xia Army immediately responded with an eye for an eye, and Troop Lin stood up, pushing forward and shooting a dense rain of arrows into the air.Those bird-like arrows flew higher than the trajectory of the shells, and when they fell, they fell like a sudden rain of steel.The Imperial Guard knights who had not yet had time to charge were pierced together with their horses, as if the god of death in the void was harvesting life, and both men and horses fell down like grass that had been cut down in the middle. Poincaré and Veron looked at each other and shook their heads.This is the first time that the Papal State has faced the ultimate elite of the Great Xia Federation. It was thought that the military power of the West has been strengthened several times in the past hundred years by relying on steam technology, but the traditional tactics of the Great Xia are also constantly being strengthened. The power of the crossbow of Lin's troops seems to have strengthened again. In the chapel of Berthe College, that Sir Allan accidentally made the right judgment.Westerners are proud of their own steam technology, but Aso's accumulation of thousands of years is not so easy to shake. Between the Papal Kingdom and the Great Xia Kingdom, there has always been "the king does not see the king" for many years. Now that the two kings meet, the real strength can be revealed-this is far from a matter of talking on paper. The wind troops protruded from the gunpowder smoke, and broke through the defense line of the Crusaders with their hard armor. The Kuilong horse trampled on the infantry guarding the ballista mercilessly, and the steam ballista position was destroyed within a few minutes. But then the Wind Troopers also slipped into a death orbit, and they slowed down.Like other heavy cavalry, the means of victory for wind troops is direct assault. If they can't defeat the enemy after exhausting their speed, they will become the target of siege.The funeral music prepared for them by the Crusader Guards was the sound of cannons, and the Kuilong horses and their owners were torn to pieces in the flames. The two armies officially handed over. Lin's troops abandoned their crossbows, fighting swords in their left hands and firecrackers in their right. Soldiers riding Stein heavy machines outflanked from both sides. Muskets from both sides fired at each other. Fresh blood seeped into the red soil. Driving along the coastline, the ship's heavy guns began to roar.It was the mixed fleet of the Daxia Federation. The shipbuilding technology of Daxia was nearly a hundred years ahead of the West. The super-heavy wooden warships were covered with iron shells and equipped with heavy artillery. Each warship was an unsinkable fortress. The long-range artillery of the Crusaders roared continuously, aiming at Chu Shunhua's position. But no matter how dense the artillery fire was, Chu Shunhua remained motionless - for the Great Xia Army at this moment, he was the king on the battlefield. A king is heavier than a mountain and cannot be moved lightly. That man was the emperor's elder brother, a pampered and pampered noble son, who never expected to be such a desperado. Or is it true that, as the rumors say, he is protected by the witchcraft of Xingjian, and nothing in the world can harm him unless you break his "destiny"? Poincaré glanced at Rundstedt, and the battering bullet capable of destroying the Mandate of Heaven had already entered Longinus' barrel.Veron suddenly regretted letting this guy take away the wine jar. After drinking, would Rundstedt still hold his hands steady? From the west came the low sound of the trumpet, the sound was extremely penetrating, it was like dozens of giant dragons gathered together and screaming, the deafening shouts and gunfire on the battlefield did not overwhelm it, The soldiers on both sides in the deadly battle looked in the direction of the Avalon Ship in unison. The special trumpet sound was produced by blowing the brass sound pipe with steam, and it could be heard dozens of kilometers on the plain, and the Crusaders Guards used it to issue combat orders. There is a march-like rhythm in the trumpets, which means that the Crusader Guards will put their last cards on the battlefield.The war of attrition has continued until now, and the Crusader Guards are at a disadvantage. Only the ultimate weapon can rewrite the result. The roar of the steam engine was heard in the smoke, and the heavy tracked land vehicle rolled over the muddy grassland. It was the latest war weapon developed by the Minerva Agency, the "Apocalypse Chariot". Although the movement speed was not fast, the thick armor could Resisting the bombardment of heavy artillery, it is easy to form a steel defense line on the battlefield, and the built-in short-range artillery can also form a good firepower network. What is really frightening is not the Apocalypse chariot, but the half-kneeling shadows on the side steps of the chariot.The chariot stopped after passing the heavy artillery position, forming a line of defense, and the black shadows slowly stood up and marched towards the battlefield side by side. The leader, the shadow, carried the Fire Emblem battle banner on his shoulders. The banner was so big that it almost blocked the sky. This scene gave people an illusion, as if those black shadows were not human beings at all, but the gods of the ancient times. They trekked on the vast wasteland for thousands of years and only returned to this world tonight. In Poincaré's binoculars, for the first time, Chu Shunhua's face had an "expression". It was a very subtle expression, as if he was relieved, and as if he had finally found the person he was waiting for. The black shadows stepped into the battlefield, and the strong wind and gunpowder smoke flowed on their armor and weapons. Their true form was finally exposed to the world, so majestic and so ferocious, like demons or dragons left behind after death. The remains are breathtakingly beautiful. "Bronze Severer", "Sword Dancer", "God's Whip of Punishment", "Roaring Thunder God"...Hundreds of armored knights stood on the Parthian Plain, like a mountain range across the Great Xia Army. ahead.Because the body size is far larger than that of Seraphim, the visual coercion caused by these "Blazing Iron Knight IV" armors is even better than those original versions with excellent craftsmanship. "If you are not here, who will command those blazing cavalry?" Poincaré glanced at Rundstedt. "They don't need a conductor, each of them is a separate author unit," Rundstedt said. Soldiers in the mountain troops who had already stepped into the battlefield broke away from the ranks. At first glance, they seemed to be timid soldiers who wanted to be deserters, but as they stripped off their dark red military uniforms to reveal their black close-fitting armor, their numbers also changed. Then it was exposed. Great Xia Imperial Guard "Immortal Division" It turned out that Chu Shunhua had already mixed this special unit with the mountain troops and put it on the battlefield. No wonder the Cross Guards equipped with Stein heavy machines and triple guns inexplicably suffered a huge blow in front of the mountain troops fighting on foot. Lost, the soldiers of the mountain army ran close to the Mercedes-Benz Stein heavy machine at an indescribable high speed, and cut their throats with sharp sickles, just like ghosts. As for the Immortal Division, apart from knowing that they were composed of mountain assassins from the former Ceylon Kingdom, Veron also had very little information.Because the battles that the Immortal Division participated in will not leave battle reports, and they will never leave any survivors to prevent their tactics from leaking out. But it is speculated that each of them is a master of weapons, and they will use all kinds of weapons, from long knives, firecrackers to short scythes for close combat, as long as they get them in their hands.They lived in the mountains of Ceylon since they were young, and learned rock climbing and running from apes. Their flexibility is beyond human imagination. After the deliberate myth or demonization of the Great Xia royal family, this army was covered with various mysteries.They will always be a thousand people, and never reduce their number. This must be a sufficient reserve team to always replace the dead and wounded. After a mysterious ceremony, he will return to the world from hell.They often leave black requiem banners on the battlefield, and this behavior further catalyzes the horror rumor that "the Immortal Legion is composed of the dead". But as the Immortal took off the super-large caliber short gun from the belt on his back, Poincaré's face changed: "Open the scythe!" The weakness of the mobile armor finally leaked out, and Daxia mastered the skill of making scythes. No wonder they remained calm in the face of the invincible blazing cavalry. 开镰刀不是刀，而是不朽者手中那种口径接近四厘米的怪异火铳的绰号，类似的火铳也插在炽天使们的腰间。 早些年间，甲胄骑士对甲胄骑士的作战往往演化成一场闹剧，双方都被坚韧的甲胄包裹，谁都没有一击必杀的能力，导致最后作战变成了“暴击龟壳”的游戏，一场场恶战下来损坏的只是甲胄。 这种情况直到密涅瓦机关发明了那种大口径破甲枪之后才结束。 破甲枪发射的锥形弹能有效地穿越甲胄，对其中的骑士造成杀伤。但大口径导致的问题也很明显，它的射程极短，骑士们通常都把它定在对方甲胄上开火。从使用方法看它确实跟短刀无异，骑士们又戏称自己是铁皮罐头，所以它被称作开镰刀。 不朽者们的战术一而再再而三的奏效，混战中趁乱从后方接近炽天铁骑，利用惊人的弹跳力附着在炽天铁骑的背上，开罐刀顶着甲胄颈部的薄弱处开火，骑士们的头颅和沉重的金属头盔一起跌落，还有几次引发了红水银爆炸，殃及了旁边的骑士。 大夏军支付的代价也是异常惨重的，山部队和已经放弃弩机的林部队以惊人的死伤为代价才拖住了炽天铁骑，不朽者每轰下一名炽天铁骑的头颅，大夏军都得付出几十人的生命。 至此帕提亚平原已经彻底变成了绞肉机，人从这边进去，淋漓的血肉从那边出来。此刻连“微笑的庞加莱”也笑不出来了，这种形式的战争已经彻底丧失了美和尊严，战场上每个人都被逼到了极限，像野兽那样吼叫、射击、砍杀。 “你还在等什么？”贝隆问龙德施泰特。 “最好的时机。你们应该相信我，我已经为这个时刻准备了很久。”龙德施泰特说，“你们也只能相信我，此刻杀凰计划由我全权负责。” 他那张绝美的脸上苍白无汗，盯着瞄准具中楚舜华的侧影，神色略显狰狞。 其他的炽天使也都保持着绝对的镇定，他们戴着头盔，因此庞加莱和贝隆看不清他们的面部，但那些或幽深或凌厉的紫瞳中根本看不出任何情绪变化。他们一早已经分配好了任务，一部分负责保护火车，一部分负责在附近巡逻，剩下的炽天使负责保护龙德施泰特。他们忠实地执行着各自的任务，帕提亚平原上的吼叫和哀号完全没有让他们分心，好像那些正在死去的人并非他们同伴，甚至并非人类，厮杀中那些巡逻的炽天使连步速都没有改变。 “果然是从冰中唤醒的东西啊。”庞加莱在心里说。 从一开始到现在，炽天使一直给他很不舒服的感觉，他们的灵活性远远超过普通的炽天铁骑，跟他们比起来炽天铁骑显得很像机械。但甲胄里装着什么呢？炽天铁骑IV型里面装着活生生的人，而炽天使甲胄里装的却像是冰冷的机械。 天启战车再度开动，冒险突进，十字禁卫军的各个师团不惜一切代价阻挡着不朽者的偷袭，多数的炽天铁骑得以撤回天启战车旁边来。 而查理曼王国和拜占庭王国派来协助作战的烙印骑士和狮心骑士，在不朽者的开镰刀下几乎是全军覆没。 炽天使们在天启战车上的铁质座椅中坐下，机械臂迅速地抓下他们身后的蒸汽背包，浓密的蒸汽高速溢出，发出尖利的啸声。旋即新的蒸汽背包从上方降下，和外露的钢管接驳。 这是极其罕见的情况，炽天铁骑的突击竟然没能让对方的防线瓦解，必须返回来更换蒸汽背包。不过当他们再度出现在战场上的时候，战术已经做了调整，骑士们三人一组互为防御，以免那些鬼魅般的不朽者对他们的要害发动攻击。携带连射炮的“咆哮雷神”在同样的护卫下向着楚舜华所在的方位发起了新一轮的冲锋。 不愧是炽天铁骑，重新掌握了战场上的主动权之后，局面开始不利于大夏军了。 但楚舜华依旧没有后移避险，他站在龙雀旗下，白色军服和白色手套上都沾了别人的鲜血，还是岿然不动。 双方相聚最近的时候，咆哮雷神和楚舜华之间只剩不到两百米，若不是蒸汽背包再度耗尽，炽天铁骑这一轮已经能冲到楚舜华面前了。 这时，楚舜华背后的人墙裂开，黑衣的中年男子来到他的面前，以东方式古老礼节半跪下去。 楚舜华摘下自己的指挥剑交到那名男子的手中，那名男子双手接剑，起身返回阵后。片刻之后，一支素白色的骑兵队冲出队列，为首的正是那名黑衣男人，他一手端着三米长的骑枪，一手提着火枪，腰间插着楚舜华的指挥剑，笔直地冲向阿瓦隆之舟！ 庞加莱吃了一惊，大夏军的报复性攻击竟然是派遣敢死队攻击教皇！ 炽天铁骑敢于突袭楚舜华是因为他们每个人都能以一当百，而楚舜华派出的却是一支传统的骑兵，他们甚至不像风部队那样披挂超级重甲。 但那些矫健的白马竟然能在行进中躲避十字禁卫军的齐射，白马上的骑手每次抬手发枪，十字禁卫军的阵营就有人咽喉冒血倒下。 他们使用的还是传统的单发式火枪，所以他们随手就抛弃掉发射后的火枪，再从枪袋中抽出新的火枪来。 当然，他们自己也要付出巨大的代价，中弹的白马在泥浆中翻滚，骑手从马背上跃起接着徒步冲锋，片刻之后自己也倒在泥浆中。他们之间绝不相互救援，受伤的同伴就任他死去，需要的时候甚至会践踏前方受伤的同伴前进。 他们唯一的目的就是像钻头那样钻穿十字禁卫军的防御，到达阿瓦隆之舟的旁边。 “擒贼先擒王”的东方式战术思想，和为了胜利舍弃一切乃至恐惧和悲悯的西方残酷哲学，同时被这支白马骑兵发挥到了极致。 原本这种突袭是不可能奏效的，因为炽天铁骑还活跃在战场上，他们中的多数人已经第二次乃至第三次更换了蒸汽背包，甲胄上涂满了鲜血，所到之处大夏军像是被火焰灼烧的龟壳那样裂开。但随着为首的那名男子高高举起手中的指挥剑，一直对炽天铁骑采取回避战术的山部队在瞬间疯狂地涌上，用人墙把炽天铁骑阻挡在白马冲锋队的行进路线之外。 庞加莱透过望远镜看过去，骑着白马的骑士们都涂着靛蓝色的鬼面，在头上捆绑着白色的布带，布带的中央用浓墨写着“心”字。 “应该是大夏联邦的一个属国，中山国的冲锋队吧？名字很长，叫'一字曰心'。”贝隆说，“他们把自己的脸涂成死人的脸色，戴着死人才戴的白色头带，意思是已经把自己看作死人了，再没有畏惧。” “'一字曰心'冲锋队？真是有趣的名字” “名字有趣，在战场上遇见的话可不是那么有趣，据说是单兵战斗能力就在山部队上的敢死队，但是中山国很小，所以人数也很少。”作为情报科长，贝隆也搜集了东方各部队的情报，“因此不是值得特别重视的部队，这个时候忽然出动做这种类似自杀的冲锋，要么是头目发疯了，要不就是想表达对大夏的忠心。” 此刻中山国的“一字曰心”冲锋队已经撕裂十字禁卫军的防线，他们的单兵作战能力应该不在不朽者之下，各种武器在他们手中都驾轻就熟。他们呈扇形散开，战马若是受伤就下马步战，锋利的弧形剑斩破雨幕，带起一道道血泉，抽空发射短铳，每一枪都瞄准对手的喉间。 十字禁卫军的缺点显露出来了，他们过度强调团队配合，在单兵作战能力上远逊于这支纯粹为了冲锋而培育的敢死队，泥泞的地面也拖住了他们的脚步，中山国的冲锋队员保护着他们的“大将”笔直地向前冲，越来越接近阿瓦隆之舟。 这时拱卫在阿瓦隆之舟旁的白衣修士们终于开始了动作，他们端起沉重的蜂巢式火铳，射出了密雨般的子弹。他们的射击极其冷静也极其准确，胸部中中弹的白马像是被金属疾风掀翻了那样，最后的冲锋队员们集中在大将的身边，发出猛鬼般的吼叫。 “一字曰心”冲锋队用尽了最后的力量，在这片战场上他们不可谓不是英雄，在不朽师团都逐步退让的时候仗着血性杀出，仅差百米之遥就能到达阿瓦隆之舟的旁边，但这即将到手的巨大功绩被那些带弹链的蜂巢式火铳彻底毁灭了。 在意识到自己已经不可能活着抵达阿瓦隆之舟旁边的时候，中山国的战士们做出了最华丽的谢幕，在“大将”的带领下，他们掷出了手中的骑枪，三米长的骑枪在空中弯曲复又绷直，仿佛成群的毒蛇那样扑向阿瓦隆之舟。 成群的白衣修士被这种古老的武器贯穿，他们的火铳也埋葬了最后一批冲锋队员。 而在所有的骑枪中，有一支飞得最快最高，最终到达了阿瓦隆之舟，并恰好贯穿了象征教皇的蓝色旗帜，带着它飞入漆黑的夜幕中。 整个战场上回荡着大夏军的欢呼，他们看不清那边的情况，只看见蓝色的旗帜被骑枪带着冲入夜空，便以为己方冲锋队已经砍下了教皇的头颅。 而此时此刻那个投枪的英雄正站在泥泞中，缓缓地拔出最后的武器，楚舜华赠予他的利剑，鹰隼般锋利虎狼般凶狠的眼睛扫视持枪围上来的白衣修士，他竟然笑了，幽幽地长叹：“本可逆转成败，惜乎功亏一篑！你们要杀我么？那先记下我的名字，告诉阿瓦隆之舟里的那个男人，我乃中山国主原诚！我不是楚舜华的走狗，我只是他的盟友。” 隔着四公里，庞加莱和贝隆也不得不为了那个男人的桀骜和骁勇赞叹。 然而片刻之后，白衣修士们就一拥而上将他吞没了。 冲锋队的决死式攻击点燃了大夏军的斗志，在“教皇已死”的错觉中他们蜂拥而上，而无法确定教皇安危的十字禁卫军却在占据优势的情况下逐步后退。 战局这样发展下去，能有多少人活着离开帕提亚平原都很成问题，连贝隆都看不下去了，以这种方式消耗生命是毫无意义的。 “差不多了吧？大夏军的风、林、山三部队都投入战场了，至于后方的火部队，如果没有其他部队的保护必然被全歼。”贝隆催促龙德施泰特，“你击杀楚舜华，战争就此结束。” “时机可以了，只是有点可惜。”龙德施泰特低声说。 “可惜？舍不得杀他？”贝隆耸耸肩，“这是你们美男子之间相互欣赏相互迷恋么？” 某个男人说过，作为间谍头目，贝隆的修辞能力和嘴欠程度远远超过了职务所需，不过作为喝酒聊天的朋友倒是相当合适。 一名带有锋利尖爪的手按在了贝隆的肩膀上，站在他背后的那名炽天使没有发出任何声音，却清楚地表达出威胁之意。对圣殿骑士龙德施泰特说出这样的话，贝隆确实有以下犯上之嫌。 “这种级别的敌人，应该看着他的眼睛杀死他，而不是背后偷袭。”龙德施泰特淡淡地说。 瞄准具中楚舜华的侧影相当清晰，他手指上悬着整个世界的命运，语气还是那么淡漠，好像这件事跟他毫无关系似的。 “这就是所谓的'骑士道'么？” “不，是习惯。”龙德施泰特缓缓地扳动朗基努斯的枪机，这件独一无二的枪具发出金属摩擦的微声，站在龙德施泰特身旁的那名炽天使把纯银的管子扣在机枪后方的黄铜管上。 庞加莱知道那是红水银，高纯度的红水银。只有这种东西才能爆发出那么惊人的热量，把秘银制造的弹头送出四公里远。同时这也意味着朗基努斯之枪本身就是一件危险的易爆物，操作错误的后果不堪设想。 这一刻终于到来了，所有人的呼吸都变得凝重，包括炽天使们。 龙德施泰特缓缓地念出了这首古老的拉丁文诗歌，根据风向最后一次修正弹道。庞加莱和贝隆用棉球塞住了耳朵，他们都听过红水银爆炸的声音，简直是天崩地裂。 龙德施泰特呼吸悠长，瞄准具里别人的身影都被他排除在意识之外，只剩下雨意阑珊的世界，和独立在世界中央的那个白衣男子。那条必杀的弹道已经在他的意识中成形…… 这时楚舜华似乎察觉到了什么，下意识扭头看向这个方向。 隔着四公里远，不用望远镜的话他应该什么都看不见的，但在贝隆的望远镜中，那位星见之子拉动了嘴角，似乎是在笑，又像是跟熟人打招呼。他的双瞳如此清晰地成像在望远镜里，灿烂得像是星海。 这一刻龙德施泰特扣动了扳机，火焰、暴风和秘银弹一起冲出枪膛，秘银弹高速的旋转着，螺旋状的尾翼脱离，沉重的外壳脱离，最终只剩下轴心那枚手指粗的银色尖刺，以超越音速的高速冲向帕提亚平原！ 贝隆吼叫着扑了出去，竟然想从背后袭击龙德施泰特。 龙德施泰特松开控制枪身的手，握住贝隆的手腕，把他远远地投掷出去。这时候秘银弹才到达四公里之外的战场，高速地旋转和脱壳帮助它稳定弹道，这根红热的银刺准确地命中了目标。 它洞穿了……阿瓦隆之舟！红水银的爆炸在两秒后才发生，教皇的法架、能够抵御重炮轰击的阿瓦隆之舟在白炽色的火焰中化为碎片！ 杀死教皇的不是那个勇敢的东方小国君，竟然是教皇最信任的骑士龙德施泰特！ 在朗基努斯发射的前一刻，贝隆无意中看见龙德施泰特的手腕挪动了一个小角度，弹道偏向了十字禁卫军的战场后方…… 那里有什么？那里有阿瓦隆之舟！ 所有的线索在贝隆的脑海里连接上了，为什么龙德施泰特醒来后会“失控地”袭击他和庞加莱？为什么他向庞加莱和贝隆透露了杀凰计划的细节？为什么他一直等到此刻才开枪？真的是为了等待最合适的时机么？ No!从一开始龙德施泰特的目标就是教皇！ 他并未被什么噩梦困扰，他一上来就是要杀庞加莱和贝隆，杀了两位密使他就能掌握整列火车，刺杀教皇的行动就会更加顺利！ 他一直等到此刻才开枪，是刚刚收到行动的命令，他开枪的前一瞬间，楚舜华隔着四公里投来目光，和他目光相接的人就是龙德施泰特……叛国者龙德施泰特！ 距离龙德施泰特最近的那名炽天使根本来不及反应，便被龙德施泰特腕间的直刃刺穿了咽喉下方的薄弱处。他仰面而倒的同时，腰间的开罐刀已经落进了龙德施泰特手里，龙德施泰特以妖鬼般的高速扑击出去，顶着另一名炽天使的胸膛开火，黏稠的血浆从开口处喷涌而出。 炽天使们从四面八方扑向龙德施泰特，情况已经再明显不过了，无论出于什么样的原因，炽天骑士团团长龙德施泰特此刻已经不是他们的指挥官而是敌人了。他们展现出惊人的弹跳力，利刃划破空气的时候带起尖锐的啸声。 但他们又迅速地俯身，因为龙德施泰特调转朗基努斯的枪口，那支长足四米的异性枪械荡开雨幕，划出巨大的扇面。 没人能够抵挡朗基努斯的一击，无论你穿着什么样的甲胄。 朗基努斯再度发射，秘银弹裹着火焰和暴雨离膛，去向“约尔曼冈德”号列车。那列火车用秘银和青铜加固外壁，不持武器的情况下连炽天使都无法摧毁它，但火热的银刺从尾部将其贯穿，在一层又一层的金属壁上留下熔化的弹洞，几秒钟后，泄漏的红水银引发了剧烈的爆炸。 面甲落下，龙德施泰特可怖的紫瞳在眼孔中亮起，他重又恢复成了之前那只残暴的凶兽。他随手丢弃举世无双的圣枪装具，旋转着冲向炽天使们。 庞加莱震惊地看着炽天使们的殊死搏斗。双方都是顶级的骑士，龙德施泰特敏捷，其他炽天使也未必不敏捷，在这种情况下谁也不想使用远程武器，因为根本来不及。炽天使们一跃便能到达敌人面前，对方还没来得及扣动扳机，利刃已经把枪管切断了。 他们以肉眼几乎无法追踪的高速相对闪动，挥舞手中的利刃，优雅中透着暴戾，就像是舞蹈家们的对舞加速了几十倍。风雨、落叶、被斩断的树木、甲胄满负荷运转时候喷出的白烟，庞加莱的视线完全被遮挡住了，只听见金属撞击的轰然巨响和连续的蒸汽轰炸。 “快走！”一脸血的贝隆揪住庞加莱的衣领，龙德施泰特那一扔把他扔出了差不多有十米远，但作为前任炽天铁骑，身体素质还是比常人强了不知多少倍，贝隆只是头上磕破了一点，看起来面目狰狞。 “你们豢养的怪物……他现在背叛你们了！”庞加莱怒吼，“你们难道没有处理这种紧急情况的方案？我们现在应该做什么？” “我们什么都做不了！那些就是处理紧急情况的方案！”贝隆指着一具被人用暴力从白烟中扔出来的炽天使尸体，“你以为派那么多炽天使来是保护龙德施泰特？他是骑士王根本不需要保护！他们是来监视龙德施泰特的！” “但他太强了……龙德施泰特他……太强了！” 贝隆的脸上，冷汗和鲜血混合着往下流淌。 从那具被抛出来的炽天使尸体就可以知道贝隆说的没错，子弹都打不穿的炽天使甲胄从左肩到右腹斜着裂开一道大缝，细小的蒸汽管喷出大量红水银蒸汽，蒸汽中裹着血腥之气。好在没有爆炸，但片刻之后它就熊熊燃烧起来，那炽白色的光芒真让人觉得……是天使回归了天国。 如果他们穿着“炽天铁骑IV型”，也许还能凭着骄傲和运气跟龙德施泰特作战，可他们现在手无寸铁，在炽天使面前他们只是两个等待切片的水果。 两个人转身跑向密林深处，同是前任炽天骑士，这个判断倒是一致的。 但他们又突然停了下来，因为背后的金属撞击声忽然消失了，一片死寂中只有雨声在唰唰作响，比什么都可怕。 战斗已经结束，谁赢了？如果是龙德施泰特，那么逃不逃都一样，正常人怎么跑得过炽天使？ 他们缓缓地转过身，只见硝烟和白色雾气中走出了魔神般的身影，他手中提着长度超过两米的弧形刃，刃口上泛着淡粉色的微光，那是鲜血混合了红水银的光泽。 骑士王龙德施泰特，他斩杀了所有的队友，毁灭了最后的炽天使，此刻他正凝视着庞加莱和贝隆的背影，眼孔中流动着残忍的光芒。 白雾随着风散去，只要看一眼战场就能猜到这场对决的过程。几乎所有的炽天使都死于开镰刀，龙德施泰特以惊人的高速接二连三地在炽天使身边闪过，夺取他们腰间的开镰刀，然后顶着炽天使下颔、后颈和肋下开火，开镰刀中只有一发锥形子弹，所以龙德施泰特用完就丢弃，再从尸体上拔出新的来。 世界上没有人比他更了解炽天使的甲胄结构，他本就是炽天使中最出色的。那柄弧形刃也是他从其他炽天使手中抢来的，教廷很清楚他的强大，所以这次没有给他配置自己的近战武器，在这种情况下按理说龙德施泰特是无法对其他炽天使造成威胁的…… 但教廷疏忽了，能杀死炽天使的武器就悬挂在炽天使自己的腰间。 龙德施泰特踩着碎木缓缓地走向庞加莱和贝隆，发出簌簌的微声。贝隆竟然抽出一根烟叼上，用火石打火机点燃，深吸了一口。 “你这是觉得他会放我们一条生路？”庞加莱问。 “不，他杀了所有人，就是要灭口，怎么会放我们两密使生路？”贝隆吐出一口烟来，“可人生的最后几十秒能用来干什么呢？恐慌么？回忆么？我一直在思考这个问题，最终的答案就是，不如抽支烟。” “真是很好的觉悟，如果不是已经来不及点烟了，我也想抽一支。”庞加莱轻声说，“可惜我的妻子还在远方等我，我都不知道这些年她老成什么样子了。” 前任炽天骑士贝隆和庞加莱在风雨中站得笔直，以丝毫不逊于龙德斯泰特的倨傲姿态等待他们的结局，贝隆嘴里的烟都能喷到龙德施泰特胸口上，那魔神般的炽天使已经站在他们面前。 龙德斯泰特缓缓地举起手来，庞加莱愣住了，铁手中握着他那只扁扁的酒罐。 面甲弹开，还是那张英俊苍白的少年面孔，唇边似乎还带着一缕笑，完全看不出他刚刚杀了几十名同伴。 “再见，贝隆骑士，再见，庞加莱骑士，”那么乖巧、温和的语气，就像是初次见面的孩子，“见到您妻子的时候，代我向她问声好，希望她青春常驻，弥补你们失去的时光。” 龙德施泰特把酒罐交到庞加莱手中