Contempt

Chapter 21 Array

The woman's gorgeous figure stood quietly in the center of the circle, and the petals were still spilling. The high-throwing bouquet had become a little in people's eyes. Seeing her men put down one by one, Arizona, as the captain, was shocked.

"Ren array, besiege the city."

"Yes!" With a short decree and concise answers, the remaining cavalry quickly gathered and leaned together. They pulled up the riding shield on one side and quickly formed a circle.

It's also a circle, but this time it seems to be different.

That kind of condensed momentum makes people restless.

"Bastard!"

With an angry shout, the woman started again, stepped on the back of a horse that fell to the ground and struggled to stand up, jumped up and rushed to the riding array.

"Gather!" Arizona shouted loudly and raised the riding shield in his hand. At his order, all the knights raised the riding shield in their hands incomparable coordination. For a moment, the sound of brushing was endless.

"Hmm, little trick." The woman sneered, punched, and bombarded the nearest knight. Seeing that she was about to win, she suddenly twisted her body strangely in the air, and her whole body suddenly fell straight down.

Several sharp swords appeared in front of her. If she hadn't finished it just now, I'm afraid she would have been stabbed by this sharp sword.

"Damn it!"

The suffed woman was obviously very infuriated. She suddenly jumped back and kicked again by rebounding, and her whole body rushed out like a flash of lightning, but...

What greeted him was a delicate and shiny sword.

No matter where she attacked, the knights on all sides would cooperate, looking for an unexpected flaw and an unsuspecting attack. The situation turned sharply, and the irresistible perpetrator is now like a lamb to be slaughtered. It seems that he has no power to fight back at all. He can only besiege the iron of the city by the cavalry. In the general circle, it rushes left and right, but it is impossible to open an opening.

"See, this is the real power of the Twelve Knights." Smiling slightly, Abraham touched the beard at the corners of his mouth and said to a very young knight beside him.

"Lord Abraham, what on earth is this?" The young man asked doubtfully.

Abraham patted the young man on the shoulder and smiled, "You just graduated from Harlan and joined the Twelve Knights. Naturally, you don't know this thing if you haven't experienced a battle."

With that, Abraham pointed to the knights in a circle in front of him and said, "You should know the siege array."

"But in my study, the siege array is to list the formations for the city."

"So you don't know."

Abraham smiled and said, "How can the experience of war and the change of tactics be limited to this?"

He pointed over there and continued, "Look, why don't you regard the enemy in the middle as a difficult city to conquer?"

The young man frowned and thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized. He hurriedly said, "The meaning of the siege array is to besiege without attacking, and its function is to destroy the enemy's fighting spirit. In a long battle, it is often used as a camp around the city as a pressure, so if this formation extends..."

"As long as you understand." Abraham looked at the young man with a smile of approval. "Individuals are the same. People are extremely vulnerable, especially when they are alone. Whether she is much more powerful than them or not, in such cases, the situation is completely manipulated by us."

"So the power of the individual basically has no effect at this time."

The young man nodded repeatedly. Abraham's words just now benefited him a lot. He had just graduated with unique skills, which once made him full of pride. At this time, he fully understood the smallness of individual power under the group, and then he was an extremely powerful woman under the power of group warfare. , just like a baby, completely powerless to return.

"There's still a lot to learn." The young man clenched his fist and his eyes were full of excitement.

Looking at the young man's behavior, Abraham smiled and said to himself, "But if the power of the monomer is enough to undergo qualitative change, then it's another thing, but it's better to do this first."

In the circle, the woman has stopped moving. She will shake the bouquet in her hand. At this moment, the bouquet bigger than her has been scattered. She curled her lips and looked at the bouquet in her hand, looking a little distressed.

"No one compensates me. This is so expensive." She scratched her hair and glanced at it.

"One, two, three..."

Counting silently, the woman even closed her eyes.

"Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen... a total of fifteen people."

She sneered and lowered her voice and said, "With you miscellaneous fish, not Torresta himself, how can you be trapped? Don't be naive."

After saying that, her body trembled, and gradually a dark gray breath emerged from her body. She continued to sneer, but the smile gradually twisted into ferocious in the eyes of the knights around her.

Like a beast ready to attack, the wild and gloomy depression made them feel chills on their backs.

"Okay, stop it." Abraham's slightly gloomy voice sounded from behind the team, and his tone was unquestionable. Hearing Abraham's order, the knights who were on the verge of the outbreak and ready to rush up grabbed their reins one after another.

In just a few seconds, the woman had rushed out. The dark gray breath touched something and burst into a red fighting spirit in an instant. Only in the blink of an eye, six knights had fallen directly to the ground with horsebacks. In an instant, people seemed to see six women taking action at the same time. The incomparable tyrannical power she showed at that moment was frightening.

"Lord Abraham, she." Arizona pointed to the woman's sword and trembled a little. The shock he brought to him in an instant was so great that he couldn't turn back, but he asked Abraham without thinking.

"I know the cause of Torresta's injury." Abraham looked at the woman with a smile and said.

He didn't worry too much, because he didn't feel a trace of murder from the woman. In fact, he also learned from the woman's movements that she had reserved it. Several must-kill moves were deliberately deflected by her, and the knight who was knocked down did not suffer much harm. It also shows the woman's powerful manipulation.

If I meet her, what's the chance of winning? Abraham secretly compared the power of himself and the woman, but he could not draw a definite conclusion.

After all, this is the manor of the Solomon family, and His Majesty is still in it. It is not appropriate to make a big fuss about things, not to mention an unhostile woman. Abraham is not an honorable supremacy like Galahad. He has always disdained the dignity of the Knights of the Round Table.

So he didn't take action, and the woman also stopped.

The woman frowned. The large bouquet she brought was now because of her rise, and the petals were scattered all over the ground. The whole thing in her hand was just a piece of branches and green leaves. Without saying anything, she shook the bouquet in her hand and completely threw off the last few petals. She just looked up and asked, "Okay, have you had enough fun? Can I go in now?"

"Please come with me." Abraham nodded and personally took the lead in walking in.

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At this time, in the conference room of the main building, the royal guards had already made a complete and meticulous report on what had just happened. After hearing the report, the three people in the room, Tyres smiled. Yuchen turned his back and looked at his constantly shrugging shoulders and knew that he was very hard to hold his smile.

And Torresta, as the subject, was restless, with a bitter face, and cast his eyes to Terry for help.

"You can do your own thing, ah, I think it's time to go home." Tyreath laughed. He came down from the upper position, came to Torresta, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, my knight, don't lose my face."

"Your Majesty, what you said is easy." Torista said dejectedly.

Tyreth laughed and came to Yuchen's side. Seeing Tyreth coming, Yuchen hurriedly saluted: "Your Majesty."

"We will meet again, Yuchen." Tyreth smiled and his eyes were full of approval. "You're fine."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Tyreus strode out, and when he came to the door, he turned his head and looked at Torresta with a bitter face and said, "As we said before, it's up to you. And you don't have to send me."

After saying that, he turned around and stepped out of the room, and the seemingly kind old man instantly became the powerful emperor. His eyes swept gently and was extremely majestic.

"Your Majesty!"

A group of ministers and knights who were waiting outside the door long ago knelt down on one knee to greet each other. Tyreus nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"We are panicked." Everyone lowered their heads. No one showed any cynicism or fatigue in front of Tyres. It seemed that it was the highest honor for them to follow Tyres to come here.

Without too much nonsense, Tyreus walked directly down the stairs, followed by five round table knights waiting outside closely. Everyone held their own helmets in one hand and followed Tyres. The pure white cloak was raised, elegant, but so deterrent, and the movements were also neat and uniform. Regularity and sense of rhythm.

The momentum of the emperor, a few steps, is reflected.