I was a knight in the Middle Ages

Chapter 360 A huge farce

On the battlefield filled with tension, the wind was cold and the military flags were fluttering. A centurion hurried to Lord Kalia, knelt on one knee, and reported loudly with an impatient light in his eyes: "Lord Kalia, the advance team in front has already engaged the enemy in close combat, and the battle is in full swing. All the soldiers under my command are eager to fight, and I wonder if we should set off immediately?"

The centurion had had the honor of visiting the city of Lista before. The countless beautiful women and rich food in the city aroused his desire like ghosts. At this moment, the battle horn sounded, making him unable to suppress his inner impulse. He longed to kill everyone on the battlefield and seize everything he had dreamed of.

Lord Kalia looked grim and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, scanning the army ready to go. Knowing that speed is of the essence in war, he knew that he had to strike decisively at this moment, seize the flaws in the enemy's defense, and deliver a fatal blow. If they hesitated for a moment, as time went by, they would be surrounded by the enemy and face a catastrophe. So, he raised his sword without hesitation, raised his arms and shouted: "All troops, attack! In my name, charge into the battle line and bravely break through the enemy's formation!" In an instant, the drums of war beat, and the soldiers rushed towards the enemy fearlessly like tigers descending from the mountains, and the shouts of killing shook the earth.

At the same time, on the high observation tower, Alpha witnessed the spectacular scene of the Birmingham army rushing out like a tide, his mouth slightly raised, and a barely perceptible cunning light flashed in his eyes. He turned his head to look at Graia and Dios beside him, and said calmly and firmly: "Okay, the time is ripe, and we should go down to meet Chris."

After that, Alpha took the lead and took his two companions to move towards the enemy's core area. Along the way, the three of them walked with firm steps, and their eyes revealed the belief that they would win, as if they were about to step into not a dangerous enemy camp, but a victory celebration.

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In the dim and decayed temporary detention camp, Alpha only asked a few soldiers and successfully arrived at the place where Chris and his cooperating soldiers were imprisoned. His steps were steady and confident, as if he was stepping into his own territory. "Chris, we meet again." Alpha's voice echoed in the silent space, with an unquestionable majesty.

Chris had been lowering his head, lost in thought. When he heard the familiar voice, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief. "Why are you here? Did Kalia and the others fail?" His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes revealed a hint of panic and shock.

In Chris's opinion, Kalia's army was strong and their defenses should not be broken so easily. The sudden appearance of Alpha and others undoubtedly broke all his expectations.

Alpha raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. He turned to look at Lim beside him and said, "Lim, it seems that I won our bet." Thinking of the bet they made before, he believed that this cooperation would inevitably lead to internal conflicts and disputes. Now it seems that the situation is developing in the direction he expected.

Lim sighed slightly and lowered his head helplessly, his face full of frustration. "I lost, but I only ask the adults not to embarrass Lord Chris. He was really ready to cooperate, but Kalia actually did such a treacherous thing." Lim's voice was filled with a hint of pleading. At this moment, they were in a desperate situation and had lost all bargaining chips. They could only hope for Alpha's mercy.

Alpha waved his hand gently, looked at Chris and the others with deep eyes, and said slowly: "I am not here to laugh at you. I am here to tell you that if you can control the situation now, I am still willing to continue to cooperate with you."

Alpha knew that even if the other party was in trouble now, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. They still had a large number of combat personnel, and it would not be easy to completely eliminate them. It would be better to choose cooperation, but the terms of cooperation needed to be redrafted.

"Really?" Chris' eyes widened, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness. He couldn't believe his ears, at this almost desperate moment, there was actually a chance of turning around.

At this moment, Dios walked in with graceful steps, her voice clear and pleasant: "What Lord Alpha said is true."

"Miss Dios?" The moment Chris saw Dios, his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost. His body trembled slightly, and memories came flooding back like a tide.

Dios smiled softly, with a hint of teasing in her eyes: "Why, you don't recognize me, Knight Chris?"

In fact, Dios is the daughter of the Doge of Venice, and Chris was her personal guard knight. However, an incident ten years ago changed everything. At that time, Chris was attacked by the Lista bandits while protecting Dios. Due to the failure of the protection, Dios was abducted by the bandits. The Doge of Venice also sent people to rescue her many times, but each time they returned in vain and finally had to give up. In the family's concept, even if the abducted woman was rescued, it would be a shame for the family. From then on, the name Dios was completely erased from the family.

Chris was expelled from the Governor's office for failing to protect Dios, but over the years, he never gave up on finding and rescuing Dios. Even though a long ten years had passed, his belief remained firm.

"Greetings, Miss. I'm late." Chris knelt on one knee, as if he had returned to the moment of loyal guarding ten years ago, his eyes full of guilt and loyalty.

Dios shook her head slightly, looking a little lonely: "I am no longer a young lady. I am afraid that my family has already removed my name from the family tree!" She is well aware of the cruelty and reality of the family. Even if she returns safely now, she will not be recognized by the family and may even be killed.

"I am your knight, and I will always be your knight." Chris said, performing a standard knight's salute, his eyes revealing unwavering loyalty.

"Okay, if you are still my guard knight, then let everyone stop fighting immediately." Theos was no longer entangled in her past identity. She knew that the top priority at the moment was to stop this brutal conflict.

"Yes, Lady Dios." Chris responded without hesitation. He was eager to cooperate, and now with Dios's excellent reason, his determination was further strengthened.

Alpha looked at this scene, nodded slightly, and said: "Let's go! You can formulate the content of the cooperation yourself, and the 10% profit originally promised to the Birmingham Army will be left to you." Alpha decided to transfer the profit to Dios. After all, he knew that Dios was not an ordinary woman, and her ability and background might bring more value to this cooperation.

Under Chris's full mediation and command, the fierce and stalemate battle in front was like being paused, and the farce ended in just a few hours. The soldiers led by Kalia faced the impregnable wall as if they were facing an insurmountable mountain, and in the end they could not even touch the edge of the wall.

At this moment, Kalia stood in the center of the battlefield, looking at the unreachable wall in front of him, his heart filled with despair and unwillingness. Looking back, the friendly troops who had fought side by side with him turned against him in an instant and became fierce enemies. He looked around at the exhausted soldiers around him with despair in their eyes, knowing that they had fallen into a desperate situation and had no hope of victory.

"Chris! You are betraying us! You will become a sinner of our Birmingham army! Lista's people cannot be trusted at all. History will prove whether my judgment today is right or wrong!" Kalia's eyes were wide open and he roared at the top of his lungs. The voice echoed in the empty battlefield, carrying endless anger and unwillingness.

The Lista guards did not seem to intend to fight in person, and they gave the task of persuading the surrender to Chris. Chris stood in front of the battle, looking serious and determined, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, lay down your weapons and surrender! Pointless resistance will only bring more casualties!"

In this desperate situation, most of the soldiers knew that victory was out of reach, so they chose to put down their weapons and surrender. However, Kalia still had more than a hundred loyal soldiers around him. They held their weapons tightly, their eyes revealed determination and resoluteness, and they would never surrender.

On the city wall, Andrew looked at this scene, frowned, and shouted again: "Put down your weapons, or you will be killed without mercy! Don't make unnecessary struggles!" His voice was majestic and powerful, echoing in the air.

"Humph, you want to kill me? You have to have the ability to do that! If you are brave, come down and fight me in single combat!" Kalia raised his head and sneered. This was his last stubbornness in desperation, and there was a determination to fight to the death in his words.

"Okay! Then I will convince you today!" Before he finished speaking, Iron Man Marta jumped down from the high city wall like a nimble eagle. Facing the hundreds of diehard fans, his eyes were firm and fearless.

After landing, Marta laughed heartily and shouted loudly: "Come on! Do you want a one-on-one fight or a group fight? I can take it alone!" The voice was full of confidence and heroism, as if the enemy in front of her was not to be feared at all.

"Let me meet you!" Kalia roared, waving the weapon in his hand, and rushed out like an angry lion. In an instant, the battle between Kalia and Marta was about to break out. The fierce fight instantly unfolded on this battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke. The figures of the two intertwined, the flashing of swords and the deafening shouts of killing.

Kalia roared and rushed out, the long sword in his hand piercing Marta's throat with a sharp sound. Marta's eyes were stern, and her body quickly flashed, dodging the fatal blow like a ghost. Then, he kicked out, aiming directly at Kalia's waist. Kalia reacted very quickly, quickly turned sideways, turned the long sword in his hand, and slashed towards Marta's leg.

Marta sneered, and instead of retreating, she crouched down slightly, grabbed Kalia's sword with both hands like a pair of pliers, and twisted it hard. Kalia felt a huge force coming, and he almost couldn't hold the weapon in his hand. He quickly let go of his hand, and took advantage of the force to leap back a few steps, and at the same time pulled out a short knife from his waist, and rushed towards Marta again.

The two fought fiercely on the battlefield. Kalia's attacks were as intensive as a storm. With his tenacious will and superb swordsmanship, he tried to find flaws in Marta. Marta, on the other hand, was like a fortress of iron and steel, defusing Kalia's attacks one by one, and occasionally counterattacking, which put Kalia in danger.

More than a hundred diehard fans gathered around her. Although they were eager to help, they didn't dare to rush forward when they saw Marta's powerful strength. They could only cheer and cheer for Kalia.

After several rounds, Kalia was exhausted by alcohol and sex, and gradually felt exhausted. His breathing became rapid, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his arms began to tremble slightly. But his eyes were still full of determination and unyielding. He gritted his teeth and continued to attack Marta.

Marta saw Kalia's fatigue and secretly calculated the time to end the battle. He deliberately exposed a flaw to lure Kalia to attack. Kalia fell into the trap, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes. He stabbed Marta's chest with his knife without hesitation.

However, just when Kalia's dagger was about to stab Marta, Marta suddenly dodged the blow and stretched out a hand to grab Kalia's wrist. Kalia was startled and tried to break free, but found that Marta's hand was like an iron hoop, locking his wrist tightly and making him unable to move at all.

Marta pulled Kalia and she lost her balance and fell forward. Marta quickly swung her other hand and punched Kalia on the back. Kalia felt a sharp pain and flew forward like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground.

Kalia struggled to stand up, but found that his body was no longer under his control, his legs were weak, and he could not support his body at all. His weapon also fell to the side, leaving only the bent dagger in his hand.

"Kalia, you lost!" Marta walked up to Kalia and looked down at him with a trace of pity in her eyes. "Surrender and stop resisting in vain."

Kalia looked up at Marta, his eyes full of reluctance. But he also knew that he no longer had the strength to fight. He tightly grasped the dagger in his hand and said with his last bit of strength: "I... I will not surrender..."

Before he could finish his words, Kalia's eyes went dark, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, completely losing consciousness. Seeing this, the diehard fans around him put down their weapons one after another, with despair on their faces. This thrilling battle ended with Kalia's exhaustion and defeat.