Charge

When Count Valen hurriedly Upper Manhattan, he was greeted by this awe-inspiring scene of heavy cavalry charging.

This well-equipped heavy armored Knights charged rapidly toward the Castle gate in a wedge formation. The gleaming silver armor reflected a chilling light in the sunlight, and the intense killing intent sent shivers down the spines of everyone on the city walls.

The neat formation and the fine standard armor all demonstrate the high level of training and strong foundation of this Knights.

Count Valen was somewhat suspicious. This Knights didn't seem like something that could be formed in just one year. Could it be that it wasn't him?

There was no time to consider anything else. Judging from the posture of this cavalry force, they were clearly up to no good. With their numbers and equipment, once they stormed into the Castle, the remaining troops Castle would have a hard time holding them off.

"You must stop them for me!"

Count Valen shouted at the captain of the guard in charge of the city wall's defenses.

"Rest assured, Earl Excellency, the Castle gates are closed. Without siege equipment, they simply cannot get in!"

The captain of the guard, who had ordered the city gates closed as soon as the attacking Knights were discovered, said confidently.

Count Valen then realized that he was somewhat frightened by his own wild thoughts. Putting aside the fact that this elite Knights could not possibly have been trained by Chen Mo in just one year without warhorses.

Even if it really is Chen Mo, and he is indeed as powerful as rumored, he doesn't have wings or magic, so he can't exactly Upper Manhattan with these cavalrymen.

Thinking of this, Count Valen relaxed, straightened his clothes that had been disheveled in his haste, and looked at the Knights rolling in below. He was no longer as worried as before.

This Blackrock Castle is built entirely of hard black rock, with walls that are over ten meters high and more than three meters wide, making it difficult even for agile werewolves to climb.

From its very beginning until now, it has withstood countless enemy attacks for its Lord and still stands strong.

The Castle's two main gates were reinforced with Ironhide wrapped in hard wood, with a thickness of over thirty centimeters. They were heavy and sturdy, and the bolts were made from a single, thick log. They would be difficult to break through, let alone by cavalry charges, or even by packs of werewolves.

Even if these Knight charged at the Castle gate with all their might, they would only suffer broken bones from the violent impact; they would have no chance of breaking through the sturdy gate with their bare hands.

Accompanied by the thunderous sound of hooves, the heavily armored Knights drew ever closer to the Castle gates, soon entering the range of their bows and arrows.

"Archers, prepare!"

"Release the arrows!"

At the captain of the guard's command, the archers behind the arrow towers and battlements unleashed their arrows at the Knights.

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

With a series of sharp arrows whistling through the air, a black rain of arrows swept towards the charging Knight.

"Raise your shields!"

Chen Mo, who was at the forefront, shouted loudly, and the hundreds of Knight behind him raised their shields in unison, blocking in front of their helmets.

Chen Mo timed it perfectly; the moment he raised his shield, a hail of arrows rained down from the city wall.

A series of crisp metallic clanging sounds rang out in succession. With the Knights' Phalanx during their charge, nearly half of the hundreds of arrows hit their targets.

But after the rain of arrows, the shields were lowered, and the entire Knights was completely An Ran, not even their warhorses were injured.

This is thanks to their armor. In addition to being made of materials far superior to ordinary Knight armor, the full set of Knight armor and horse armor designed by Chen Mo himself provides comprehensive protection for the Knight and his horse.

Drawing inspiration from its own Adamantium Armor, it features ingenious designs for joints and other moving parts, ensuring both flexibility and formidable defensive capabilities.

Except for the eyes, the rest of the Knight's armor was completely protected. The high-performance steel material ensured the armor's strength, making it impossible for arrows to penetrate. As long as they used shields to cover their faces, arrows posed no threat to them.

Even their warhorses were all heavily armored, with their eyes covered by steel masks on their heads, which not only protected them from enemy attacks but also prevented them from being frightened on the battlefield.

The neck, chest, and other vital areas were all covered by sturdy armor, with only the legs exposed. Arrows shot from above the city walls were unlikely to hit the small, rapidly moving legs of the horses, so arrows posed little threat to these warhorses.

"How is this possible?!"

Despite a dense volley of arrows, the enemy remained completely unharmed, a situation that horrified Count Valen and his men on the city wall. Under the captain's command, the archers began to fire relentlessly, wave after wave of arrows raining down on Chen Mo's Knights.

Under Chen Mo's precise command, every attack was perfectly blocked, and the Knights quickly charged to the city gate despite the rain of arrows.

Because the Knights' attack came so suddenly, Count Valen's troops were completely unprepared. There were no stones or logs on the city walls, and there was simply no time to prepare them.

So, with their bows and arrows proving ineffective, they could only watch helplessly as Chen Mo's Knights stormed to the Castle gates.

Fortunately, they had no way to get past that sturdy gate.

This was no ordinary wooden gate belonging to minor nobles or poor Lord. Even the werewolves that had invaded before had failed to break through that sturdy gate. After many were killed by the archers using the terrain to their advantage, the remaining werewolves had no choice but to flee in disarray.

Seeing the Knights charging toward the city gate at an undiminished speed, Count Valen revealed a mocking smile.

He concluded that these Knight must know absolutely nothing about his Castle and have mistaken the gate for a flimsy wooden door that could be easily smashed by charging warhorses.

He was really looking forward to the scene when they charged at full force only to find the gate unbreakable. At their speed, those at the front would be crushed into a pulp, and even those at the back wouldn't be An Ran.

Once the heavily armored Knight charge, they gain a powerful impact, but they also have difficulty adapting flexibly. They need a long buffer distance to slow down and stop. Given their current unstoppable momentum, it is unknown whether they will be completely wiped out under the gate.

Thinking of this, Count Valen couldn't help but smile. Looking down at the Knights who were now less than thirty meters from the gate and still moving at full speed, Count Valen peered down expectantly.

He wanted to see with his own eyes how these Knight brought about their own destruction.

I was on a business trip and had a fever, so I typed this chapter on my phone while snuggled in bed. I haven't been feeling well lately, so please forgive me.

I'll work hard to write during my annual leave and try to produce a burst of writing, so let's see who dares to say my writing is short and weak again!