Infinity, The Arcade Age-Chapter 428: Sudden Enemy Assault

A brutal siege battle had broken out around King Arthur's royal city.

Although the Grass Fork Knights were vast in number and well-equipped,

King Arthur's side was also composed of skilled warriors—by no means an easy opponent.

Facing King Arthur and his men personally leading the defense, the Grass Fork Knights launched several assaults but failed to take the walls.

When Qin Ming personally entered the battlefield, hoping to turn the tide, he was caught off guard by the opposing grand mage Merlin's magic, forcibly teleporting him into the midst of the Round Table Knights.

Had it not been for Qin Ming's iron body and sheer strength to break out, he would have surely died under the assault of the many knights.

With his elite force unable to break through, Qin Ming had no choice but to continue commanding his troops in a prolonged confrontation with King Arthur's army.

Having already cut off all enemy supply routes, Qin Ming wasn't in a rush to take the city.

Due to the time constraints of his stay, he had already given up the idea of challenging the true final boss, the Evil Archduke.

Now, his only goal was to kill King Arthur and fully secure the territory he had swallowed—to prepare for the next entry.

Since that was the case, then a war of attrition with King Arthur wasn't a bad plan.

While Qin Ming's supply lines remained steady, King Arthur's provisions dwindled by the day. Even if dragged out, Qin Ming could wear him down!

But with King Arthur pushed into a desperate corner, defending a lone city with only a remnant of his forces, was he really just waiting to be exhausted to death...

Night fell. Outside the city, a sea of tents stretched endlessly, with the figures of Grass Fork Knights everywhere.

They had completely surrounded the city, with numbers exceeding a hundred thousand—a genuine force of over 100,000 troops.

Inside the city, King Arthur's forces had been reduced to just over ten thousand, and their morale had fallen.

With heavy casualties and nearly depleted supplies, the army was truly at its limit.

Compared to the low morale of the troops, King Arthur, as the commander, remained calm as ever.

Standing atop the city wall, gazing at the distant sky and the boundless enemy encampments below, King Arthur said nothing.

Beside him stood his trusted lieutenants—the First Knight Lancelot and the Grand Mage Merlin.

For the past few nights, King Arthur had come to observe the situation outside. His presence had become familiar to the Grass Fork Knights.

But tonight was different. Tonight, King Arthur seemed extremely exhilarated.

Lancelot, standing nearby, wore a tightly furrowed brow. Merlin gripped his staff tightly.

Even though it was already late, the three of them had no intention of resting. As King Arthur stared into the distance, his pupils suddenly contracted.

From within the woods beyond the enemy, a faint red light suddenly rose.

Seeing the glow, King Arthur quickly turned to Merlin.

"Is it them?"

Hearing the question, Merlin nodded firmly, his expression serious.

"Yes!"

Receiving this confirmation, a wild joy flashed across King Arthur's face. He was just about to speak when Lancelot suddenly interrupted.

"Your Majesty, I still don't agree with cooperating with them. They're our enemies!"

King Arthur turned and looked deeply at Lancelot.

"Sir Lancelot, to be precise—they used to be our enemies."

"But they—"

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

Clutching his longsword tightly, King Arthur looked toward the vast enemy encampment below, his gaze cold.

"Since we could work with the Grass Fork Knights to destroy the Evil Empire, why can't we now work with the remnants of the Evil Empire to destroy the Grass Fork Knights? Whether good or evil—if they stand in my way, they are all enemies!"

The reinforcements King Arthur had been desperately waiting for had finally arrived. And those reinforcements came from the Evil Empire—his former mortal enemy.

The moment the Grass Fork Knights had become a dominant force, the two former adversaries had unexpectedly forged a united front.

The true Evil Archduke had arrived, personally leading several elite legions over thousands of miles to support them!

A dull horn blast rang out. Countless Grass Fork Knights, who had been resting in their tents, were jolted awake by the sound. While hastily dressing, they stumbled out of their tents in a panic.

But just as they rose to their feet, they saw the trees ahead rustling violently—as countless figures burst forth at breakneck speed.

At the forefront was a squad of knights in tight-fitting armor, wielding rapiers—the Swift Knights!

And at the very center was a man holding both a long and short rapier.

He was none other than the Commander of the Phantom Legion under King Arthur—and the original Stage Four Boss—the Phantom Knight!

[Name: Phantom Knight]

[Strength: 40]

[Constitution: 40]

[Agility: 60]

[Spirit: 40]

[Skills: Phantom Killing Array (Grade A), Swift Swordsmanship (Grade B), Swift Slash (Grade B)]

[Description: No one has ever ignored the Phantom Knight's Phantom Killing Array—never.]

Leading 1,000 Swift Knights and over 4,000 auxiliary troops, the Phantom Knight dashed at the very front. As he ran, his figure suddenly flickered.

In the next instant, he split into four identical versions of himself.

This was his signature technique—the famed Phantom Killing Array!

Behind the fast-moving Phantom Legion came two more forces.

One was the Beast Legion, a heavy infantry unit led by the fearsome Barbas, known as a humanoid beast.

This towering man, over three meters tall, clad in heavy armor and wielding a massive warhammer, shook the ground with every step. From afar, he looked like a mobile human fortress.

The soldiers of the Beast Legion beside him were all uniform in appearance—Horned Knights and Heavily Armored Swordsmen.

Behind these two elite legions, yet another force came into view—a cavalry unit.

Numerous noble knights in full armor wielded axe-lances and rode mighty warhorses. At the head of this group stood a towering, commanding figure.

Wearing golden armor and a crown on his head, he was the real Evil Archduke—Garibaldi, the final boss of the Knights of the Round Table world!

And beside Archduke Garibaldi stood a lone figure.

Wearing samurai armor unlike the knights around him, a katana strapped to his back—

Dressed in red armor, arms crossed, stood a Japanese samurai!

He was the wandering Ronin Swordsman—Muramasa!

The original Stage Six Boss—a super monster with a kill difficulty equal to that of the final boss!

The Beast Legion and the Phantom Legion were Archduke Garibaldi's two ace legions. Normally stationed at opposite ends of the empire, they were tasked with expansion and repelling powerful enemies.

With internal chaos erupting in the empire, Garibaldi had finally summoned these two elite legions back.

This time, he had even dispatched his personal guard—the strongest unit in the Evil Empire: the Knight Legion!

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Mounted on warhorses, they looked out at the chaos ahead. Thanks to the sudden assault, the Beast Legion and Phantom Legion had pierced through the Grass Fork Knight encampment.

With a cold, expressionless face, Archduke Garibaldi suddenly spoke in a chilling voice.

"Muramasa. Go. Kill the Holy King."

Upon hearing the order, the ronin Muramasa, who had been standing silently with arms crossed, gave a deep nod.

In the next second—with a burst of white smoke—his figure vanished completely.

(End of Chapter)