Roland stood on the high ground, watching the city not far away. He is dressed in white armor, his right hand is tightly pressed on the hilt of the holy sword, and a golden horn is slung around his waist. His body is strong and handsome, like a living Greek sculpture.

The holy sword in his hand is called Durandar, the Sword of Eternity. This sword was given to Charles and Roland by a giant pigeon when the leader Tupin was teaching them knowledge. The pigeon was gray and almost the size of a man; it could even talk, with a very hoarse voice. It called itself Hampa, and seemed to have known Tupin once.

It throws a question to the four of Charles, "What is your greatest fear".

Charles replied at the time that he was afraid of his mediocrity in his life; Roland replied that he was afraid that his heart would no longer be pure as he grew older; Oliver said that he didn't know now because he was afraid too much; Tolfo said. He never had anything to fear.

So the pigeon made a prophecy to the four. Mr. Hampa told Charles at the time that he would eventually become the king of the world and make countless people happy, but he would also indirectly kill countless people. Charles agreed. Accepting such a premonition... So he got an extraordinarily brilliant and dazzling golden holy sword. The pigeon told Roland that his life will be extremely noble, but it will also be very short; he will be invincible, but the only failure will ruin his life. Roland also accepted his prophecy and got a golden horn. Just blow it. Then you can summon Abaddon, the legendary angel of death, to destroy everything around equally.

Roland didn't like the gift very much, but he accepted it anyway. He liked this prophecy and was severely reprimanded by Charles, who was a few years older than him, for such a naive idea, but Roland still had such a romantic desire in his heart.

And what the pigeon said to Astolfo is that he will suffer from paralysis all his life, but will never die from an accident; he will help others all his life, but he will not be appreciated by others. Astolfo happily accepted the pigeon's gift of an equally brilliant holy sword, even more luxurious. The hilt of the sword is made of gold, and the part close to the gauntlet is scattered with fourteen small crystals less than the size of a fingernail. The middle of the crystal is hollowed out, storing a drop of blood. The blade of the sword was shining brightly, as soon as it entered Astolfo's hands. Then a dark red flame burned.

Mr. Hampa warned Astolfo that this is a holy sword transformed from the blade of the holy spear of the great Greek hero Hector, which contains the holy blood of the twelve apostles in the time of Jesus: it can make the The man of the sword has unlimited physical strength and energy, and is always kept in the most perfect state.

But it is also a magic sword that constantly tests the wielder's willpower. If there is any fear in the wielder of the sword, it will quickly drive the wielder mad.

Unexpectedly, Astolfo did not like the sword. He claimed that he didn't like the feeling of being spied on, so he gave the holy sword to Roland who was beside him. It is in Roland's hands. Immediately ignited a light blue scorching fire. What Oliver got was an iron glove. It can allow the holder to have great strength, or send out shock waves, or wipe out flames, or pull the thunder from the sky and hold it in his hand. Oliver believes that this is the most practical of the four sacred objects, and it can solve "everything you face". but after. But he thought of the move of the scholar Astolfo and gifted it to Charles.

However, the strange thing is that neither Charles, Roland, nor Astolfo can exert the power of this glove. So Oliver had to take back this strange iron glove. At Tupin's suggestion, they returned to the city and declared that they had been gifted by an angel—this statement would sound more high-profile than being gifted by a dove. Although Roland was unwilling to lie, he was also willing to temporarily disobey his obsessive under Charles' insistence. This holy sword, Durandal, is not only an indestructible weapon, but also a standard that Roland uses to test himself.

His pride does not allow him to be afraid. He has the confidence to keep his heart pure, but if one day he will also degenerate into those incompetent nobles, then he would rather be cursed by the holy sword and go mad as for the horn. Although he didn't want to use it, Roland was more worried that someone else would blow it secretly to summon Abaddon, the terrible angel of death and Lord of Hell. So he had no choice but to carry 5 with him and protect it with his life until the "inevitable death" in the prophecy. But it was obvious that Roland looked coldly at the city wall of the constantly bombarded people in the distance, without any hesitation in his heart, and even a little pity.

The only defeat he was destined for, it cannot be handed over here.

In winter, a stone bullet fired by a siege gun made by Charles finally knocked down a stone wall. A piece about ten meters wide fell straight back and hit the ground. I don't know how many people were killed by this blow.

"The city is broken! The city is broken!"

"Quick, shoot a few more shots! Get closer!" The soldiers around Roland cheered Ruo, and someone urged Ruo to continue attacking the city wall.

But at this moment, Roland turned serious.

He saw the soldiers encircling them.

Tupin had given him some spells, one of which was "Eye in the Sky". It is said that by letting Tupin use it himself, he can monitor and see every plant and tree in a kingdom. Roland naturally did not have such strength, but with the blessing of the holy sword, he could see the movement of people within a radius of about three miles. On the battlefield, this already gave him enough advantages.

Although he was also a little surprised why the Gothic chaplains didn't seem to know this kind of spell... But he was different from Astolfo, he never had any good for things that he shouldn't know. This is the most basic quality of a servant.

"Stop attacking, we withdraw!"

So Roland pulled out the holy sword that was burning with raging flames, and shouted loudly: "Send the order, and immediately retreat five miles to the north!"

Following the order of the standard-bearer. The soldiers were confused for a while and felt very incomprehensible. But based on their recognition and admiration for Roland, they still obeyed Roland's order unconditionally.

As a result, just as they started to evacuate to the north, when they had just evacuated for less than half a mile, two groups of soldiers came from east and west. They immediately admired Roland's experience.

But even if they retreated a quarter of an hour in advance, they failed to escape the siege.

Although the encirclement on three sides has turned into chasing each other, in order to protect the slow-moving catapults, the Frankish soldiers really couldn't run too fast.

It wasn't until they withdrew into the valley that the enemy's pursuit slowed down a bit.

At this time, Roland ordered: "Abandon the trebuchet! Retreat at full speed!

"But they don't look like they're going to go after one"

The flag bearer beside him looked at him in disbelief: "This is a trebuchet designed by His Majesty himself!

"There is no need to hesitate, all of this is His Majesty's plan!"

Roland raised his voice and shouted. The flag bearer hesitated for a while, but followed Roland's order and passed on the order.

After a while of chaos, the four trebuchets dragged at the end of the line stopped moving forward, but burned raging flames. Heiluhou, who was chasing after him, had a bright eye and noticed the four trebuchets abandoned by the Franks.

They don't want it, I want it! He originally didn't want to go deep into the valley. There are not many soldiers who can go side by side here, and he is afraid that Roland will suddenly turn around here and cooperate with the ambush on the cliff to annihilate them. But when he saw Roland abandoning the trebuchet and running away without looking back... Heiluhou was moved. This trebuchet burns very slowly. If it can be rescued, maybe Gothic can also develop this kind of trebuchet... Even if it can't be copied, these four Egyptian-style trebuchets can change hands, and they can be burned to pieces. It's too wasteful. But he still dispatched scouts from Lian Shen, and after confirming that there was no ambush near the cliff and that Roland had indeed gone far, he ordered the soldiers to fight the fire. About one can be salvaged... no, one. It's a pity, but two is enough. Just when the black deer Holmes was thinking this way, suddenly those stones in the sky looked like boulders hit by a trebuchet. The soldiers fled in all directions in panic, and Hei Luhou was also taken aback, but he was not too panicked. He judged it immediately. A trebuchet without guards is nothing to be afraid of!

There are only five or six stones in total... Although it looks scary, it can only kill less than ten people at most. This terrain can't hide a few people at all, at best it can't hide a few hundred people. There are no guards, and the terrain is not difficult to rush through. Even an Egyptian-style trebuchet cannot have any destructive power. After all, it doesn't reload very quickly. Up to two rounds. It was enough for their soldiers to realize that Roland's ambush was nothing more than that, and Hei Luhou even relaxed for a moment. A redneck is a redneck. With such a technique, he didn't know how to apply it, but the next moment, such ease and relaxation were instantly destroyed by the sky-high flames, and a thunderous explosion sounded in his ears!

I saw those "stone bullets" that fell suddenly entered and exited a fire like a chopped red lotus, countless burning fragments spread like a torrential rain, and a large number of soldiers were knocked down crying like wheat. Their formation was so dense that more than a hundred people fell in the first round. The rest of the people were also terrified by the divine fire.

What was that? Hei Luhou's eyes widened, his mind went blank.