Chapter 379 It turns out that Catherine is a witch
In the dark night, the light of the knife reflects the brilliance of the flames.
The blazing fire seemed to overwhelm the moonlight above, and the noisy shouts of death and the clanging of weapons made countless small animals tremble in fear.
"The Holy Lord bless you!"
A sword struck the head of the militiaman in front of him. The militiaman was shaken and fell to the ground with his white skull exposed.
Raising his sword high, Ralph roared cheerfully: "Farmer, do you still dare to disobey the knight?"
After shouting this sentence, he saw the surrounding militiamen pushing over with sticks, and Ralph held on Holding the sword, he hurriedly hid behind his companions to rest.
The militiamen are still fighting desperately, but this does not stop the knights from advancing slowly.
The knights were ordered to dismount from the city, but their combat effectiveness was still outstanding.
Due to the interference of the fire in the city, the strength of the parliamentary army was not even as good as these knights, let alone pushing them off the city wall.
In the choking smoke, there were fewer and fewer parliamentary soldiers on the city wall, while more and more guards climbed up the wall.
The knights and guards present are very confident. They know that they will have breakfast in the most luxurious palace in Rapid City tomorrow morning!
After adjusting with breathing techniques, Ralph's heartbeat gradually returned to a steady state. He immediately picked up his sword and killed the militiamen again.
"Be careful!"
Someone shouted loudly, and before the knights present had time to react, they saw something suddenly falling like raindrops in the night.
These sand-sized objects slid across their armor and got stuck in the cracks of their armor.
Ralph thought they were dangerous things, but surprisingly, these gadgets did not cause any harm.
"What is this?" He pinched a brown-red seed and his eyes widened, "Sand? Hiss-"
Feeling a tingling sensation in his fingers, Lal The husband immediately waved his hand and tried to throw away that seed.
No matter how he shook his hand, this plant from the Desert of the Flesh Royal Court was still firmly attached to his finger.
He tore hard and finally threw out a small piece of skin with the thorns of the vine.
Is this a seed? When did it sprout?
Looking at the red vines twisting and growing on the ground like small snakes, Ralph swallowed a mouthful of saliva. What kind of trick was this from the wizards?
“Ah——”
“Don’t touch those seeds!”
Fierce screams rang out from all around him. The moment Ralph turned his head in confusion, he was so frightened that he took three steps back.
The knights who were still fighting on the city wall had countless tiny red vines rising from the gaps in their armors.
On the shining plate armor, red vines were like red scars, spreading and growing, quickly covering the knights' bodies.
The vines spread across the surface of their armor, burrowing through gaps and under the skirts.
"What? What?"
"It's magic, call the monks up!"
"Ah, it's sucking my blood, it must be a vampire conspiracy!"
Under the barrel helmets, the knights were horrified. Under the face, red vines slowly climbed up from the neck, greedily sucking their blood.
The high knights frantically tore these vines from their bodies, but either took away a piece of flesh, or they got stuck in their armor.
Most of them had no time to make any extra moves and were forcibly restrained by the blood-sucking vines.
They took off their helmets and gloves to try to stop the vines from crawling into their eyeballs.
But as soon as the helmet was taken off, the militiamen smashed it with their good-day sticks.
The knights fell down with their eyes widened. Among the broken brains and plasma, the blood-sucking vines were still greedily sucking their flesh and blood.
This kind of vine from the desert of the Flesh Royal Court Wasteland is the thing that the local desert herders are most familiar with and fear.
How many herdsmen and heroic tribal warriors died in despair because they fell into the vampire vine trap in the oasis. Like the Giant Spider Slime Sculpture, the Vampire Vine is also regarded as the degraded descendant of monsters. Whenever they gather in groups, they will have a certain degree of self-awareness.
There was once a court magician from the royal court who tried to tame them. Unfortunately, due to his bloodthirsty and greedy nature, the magician had his back eye pierced and died.
However, some people claim that the magician was successfully domesticated, but it was too big.
But today, these unruly blood-sucking vines seemed to be obeying some orders and attacked the knights crazily, paying no attention to the militia and parliamentary troops.
Not only the vampire vines, but the weeds on the ground are also growing at an alarming rate.
One centimeter, two centimeters, three centimeters, and eventually it grew to one meter high.
These weeds were like poisonous snakes, twisting around the calves of the knights, forcing them to be unable to move.
"What are you doing standing still? Attack quickly!"
Wearing heavy armor, Karl swept his sword across and cut in half a knight whose eyes were covered by blood-sucking vines. He stood Standing up, he yelled at the others.
But most people stood blankly, looking at the horrific scene in front of them in fear. Some people standing on the edge even saw an even more terrifying scene.
Surrounded by a group of guards, Catherine's apple-green pupils shone with a bright green light.
Wherever she looked, there were countless blood-sucking vines and weeds rising up, tightly entangled with the attacking guards and knights.
From time to time, blood would flow from her nose, and her face would become increasingly pale.
But she still stood stubbornly, controlling the plants to throw the Imperial soldiers off the wall one by one.
Looking at the stunned postures of several senior partners on the side, Mitnich patted them on the shoulders: "Don't look at it. We who have never even killed a chicken should not cause trouble for them. .”
One partner pointed at Catherine with trembling fingers: "Devil, witch?"
"Did you always know?" Another partner couldn't believe it either.
Mitnich sighed: "How do you think the Megdi Chamber of Commerce defeated the bandits and robbers when they were smuggling? Why do you think the output of the madder and blue flower fields of the Megdi Chamber of Commerce is so high?"< br>
"But, but...oh." The partners stuttered and said vague words. Not only others, but he himself didn't know what he was talking about.
Catherine, this famous wealthy businesswoman is actually a witch?
Is it possible that the rumors of Juanno colluding with the secret party are true? So who is Juanno? So what is their uprising?
Isn't it some kind of conspiracy created by the secret party? Speaking of which, it is said that the Salvation Army in the east also has traces of secret party and witch activities.
Mitny saw through their thoughts, but there was nothing he could do. He pushed them down: "We are all grasshoppers tied to the same rope, so don't think so much.< br>
Instead of being stunned here, it is better to help put out the fire in the city quickly. With Catherine here, at least Rapid City will not be lost. ”
Just as Mitny said. , when the first ray of sunlight shines on the wall, this wave of offensive is completely over.
Judging from the losses, it is estimated that the Imperial Army outside the city will not launch a new round of offensive in the next two or three days.
But there was not much joy after victory on the city wall. Instead, there was a strange atmosphere permeating the city wall.
Stepping on the dried blood, the city guards and militiamen bent over and picked up usable weapons and armor on the ground.
They can often see mummies whose blood has been sucked out by vampire vines, lying on the ground with ferocious faces.
Although the wizards repeatedly emphasized that the vampire vines had withered, they still did not dare to step forward and take off the knights' armor.
In the past, this was their favorite thing to do, but today they were no longer in the mood.
From time to time, they would bend down and look towards the red watchtower.
After repelling the attack, Lady Catherine, whom they had always admired, fainted due to loss of strength.
In the past, there must have been many people trying to visit, but today the entrance to the Red Diaolou was deserted.
Everyone seems to have a question echoing in their heart——
It turns out that Catherine... is a witch.
(End of this chapter)