Every stone bridge in Brossalon has a long history. It was built almost two hundred years ago during the last pioneering era; therefore, these buildings still retain the architectural style of that era. Craftsmen like to carve a half-human figure in the center of the bridge.
Statues of half-animals, also known as gargoyles. The carvings of time have made these statues dilapidated, but their founders obviously never thought that their creations would still be lucky today, two hundred years later.
Witnessing such a battle.
On the stone bridge in the north of the town, the iron guards of both warring parties stepped on the gray stones in rows, with weeds growing in the gaps. A flag was raised high, a forest of spears, and swords flashed.
There was a cold light. It was like two fronts, one black and one white, colliding fiercely together. The scene seemed to come alive all of a sudden, like two giant beasts roaring and biting each other - high-pitched shouts of killing broke out from the crowd.
, and the sound of metal clashing.
On the black flag is a white palm imprint wrapped with silver thorns, and on the white flag is a golden coat of arms. The Hands of Despair and the players in the south who are full of a sense of justice are like a pair of natural mortal enemies. As soon as they come up, both sides will kill each other.
Blinded.
The Black Knights of the Hand of Despair were numerically superior, but they were unable to perform on this terrain. On the contrary, in the buildings along the south bank of the river, the rangers of the Southern Resistance Organization opened their longbows one after another, and projected a wave of arrows.
Many Black Knights fell immediately. The corpses of the Hand of Despair players rolled off the bridge, fell into the river, and floated down the river. In a short time, there were dozens of them.
Of course, there are also corpses of players wearing white shirts.
Both sides of the North River in Karili were littered with corpses for a while. The black and white battle robes were soaked in the water, the pale skin and the shimmering armor, and the swords against the black rocks seemed to be surrounded by ghosts in the Styx. For a moment, they were like ghosts.
. Even the sky became gloomy, as if the sky was clear one moment and overcast the next moment; two floating battleships flashed from time to time in the sky, and correspondingly, a flash of light erupted in the town of Brossalon,
Then there was a continuous "click" sound, and the air flow caused by the explosion caused the wooden and stone houses to overturn one by one...
This is not the first time that the players of the Southern Resistance have fought against the Hands of Despair, and there are many experienced fighters among them. However, at this time, all personal skills have become secondary; especially when you are surrounded by dozens of people on the front line.
, and when you are facing a forest of spears and thorns, your movements are limited to a narrow range, and you have comrades on your left and right to cover you - at this time, you have to trust your companions, and you have to trust them.
them.
Only the truly top players can serve as the vanguard of an army. They must be strong men above level 11. According to the Hand of Despair, they are the Knights of Thorns.
But there are some exceptions.
One of the exceptions comes from the higher-level forged iron. Xiao Fen ordered him to assist Mr. Paladin here, but the dwarf showed more than just assistance - he occupied half of the bridge alone, and anyone who dared to approach him
The Hand of Despair was chopped off the bridge with an axe. Without exception, he was as arrogant as a small tornado there - of course, some players even wearing white shirts were unfortunately killed, because the dwarf could only hit him.
When you wake up, you no longer care about the people around you.
Another exception is Quest.
Mr. Paladin ran into two knights of thorns head-on. The silver thorn ornaments on the other's black shawls shone in the sun, stinging his eyes a little. The two black knights each held a heavy black sword. One left
A right flank caught him, and the heavy sword was also called a fighting sword in Oras - only those old mercenaries and elite knights who had been between life and death for a long time could master this murderous weapon skillfully and without hesitation.
Despite its sharpness, it is often impressive in close combat.
The paladins became vigilant as soon as they saw these two heavy swords. Everyone who became a Knight of Thorns was an experienced player.
But this time the opponent made a mistake, they treated Quest as an ordinary player - but who is the latter? Quest is one of the core leaders of the Silver Vislan Paladin players, and has experienced large and small experiences.
In dozens of battles, he had also encountered more ferocious orcs and more cunning demons. To be honest, the Thorn Knights of the Nineteenth Column of the Hand of Despair were nothing to him.
Even though he is only level seven or eight now.
The black knight came at him with a sword, and the paladin avoided the vital point and let the sword penetrate the opponent's abdomen. Every Thorn Knight was an expert. As soon as the sword entered the abdomen, he knew that the blow was not successful. He was surprised and wanted to withdraw his hand; but there
Quest had already stretched out his armored glove to grab his broad-bladed sword, and then swung it with his backhand. Although the Thorn Knight was experienced, he had never seen such a desperate attack, and he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
In Canaan, it doesn't mean just grabbing the opponent's sword and grabbing the opponent's sword. You must understand that most power players have amazing arm strength. When he pulled the sword, all the fingers of Quest's left hand were broken.
But this subconscious move cost him his life, because Quest had already taken a step forward and pierced his throat with his sword while he was injured, causing the black knight to drop his heavy sword with a cry, and then grabbed his throat and let out a gurgling sound.
After hearing the sound, he fell on his back with a puzzled look on his face.
At this time, you can save your life by drawing your sword and retreating immediately. But most people will subconsciously take advantage of it, and this subconscious will be your epitaph, which will read:
'Sometimes instinct is not the best choice——'
——There is a line of small words engraved on this moss-covered tombstone.
It was just a blink of an eye from the Black Knight's attack to his death. At this moment, another Thorn Knight's heavy sword also stabbed Quest's side. Mr. Paladin followed the same pattern and advanced instead of retreating. The latter was frightened.
He jumped - after all, his companions' warnings were still there. He immediately drew his sword and retreated, but when he glanced over again, he found that Quest could no longer find anyone.
Awesome guy!
There was a cold sweat immediately behind the Knight of Thorns. He took decisive action and evacuated decisively. It is difficult for ordinary paladins to do this. Most of those people are guys whose minds are filled with iron blocks and don't know how to adapt. Only a few people can.
So smart, and most of them are the most elite and core players among the paladins.
To be honest, Quist was not worthy of such a title before, but after the battle of Allenbisi, he realized that the way of the paladin is not to move forward in an indomitable way, and sometimes giving in appropriately can lead to better results. But these are all
There is a premise, which is that it does not violate the original intention of dedication and yearning for light. Only by understanding this can we be able to move forward and retreat freely.
But his temporary gain on the battlefield could not change the situation. Most of his deployment levels were even inferior to him. As the Hands of Despair continued to suffer casualties, and the Thorn Knights behind them further filled the front line, the resistance organization's front line became somewhat unsupportable.
Live. And at this time, the Hand of Despair finally contacted the Golden Swordfish. Under their guidance, the Type 110 (Eagle-class) heavy cruiser and Type 80 frigate began to attack the buildings on the south bank of the North River of Karili.
As for the strike, although the battleship's spells were not precise, several important firepower points were still wiped out in one round of coverage.
Flashes of light fell from the sky, uprooting the house, and the rangers inside were directly transformed into air in the violent explosion, and the raging airflow generated by the explosion even swept across several blocks.
The Hand of Despair achieved decisive victories on several bridges. A large number of black knights raised eagle-shaped flags and began to cross the north bank. Only in one place did Quest's position still hold on amid the raging black torrent.
Almost all of his people were dead, and only Forge Iron stood back-to-back with him, or there were a few scattered players around who were just submerged among the enemies.
"Dwarf, you are very good." Quist waved his sore arms and praised in rare words: "That guy's teammates are all heroes."
"Twenty-seven, but it's nothing. I killed more than a hundred gray dwarves in Caatinga Hall. Compared with that time, this time is nothing to mention." The dwarf muttered, and he put the ax handle in the
He paused for a moment on the ground to make the ax stronger. The snow-white ax surface was covered with bloodshot eyes, and there were at least twenty corpses around him, including many of the Thorn Knights, and these "wastewood" as he called them came up.
There is only one result, and that is to turn into a cold corpse and fly back.
The dwarf is level 14. He looks like he is not afraid of any battle with a puffy beard and a wide-eyed look. He has always regarded himself as a warrior among warriors. However, his short and fat body does contain the courage of a giant dragon——
Especially when there is money to be made, he is even more courageous than the dragon.
The paladin smiled slightly.
However, the Hands of Despair did not give them time to brag, and the army immediately pressed forward. The dark hands of Despair swept across the stone bridge like a roaring black dragon, trying to sweep the two tiny beings in front of them into pieces. However,
The two of them refused to give in. In fact, they had no chance to retreat, but Quest would never retreat at this time. His retreat was for a better fight - not to surrender in front of the enemy!
As for the dwarf, the dwarf will only stick his ax on the enemy's head.
The black dragon collided with the two people with a crash. The paladin and the dwarf warrior each took a step back. But it was just one step. Wrought Iron suddenly shouted: "Blood Mark Tactics: Dragon's Blood Fury!". A burst of blood suddenly broke out from his body.
In the blood mist, the whole figure seemed to have swelled - the muscles on the arms were bulging and the veins were tangled; then the ax was swept forward, and more than ten people in the row in front of the Hand of Despair were hit and flew dozens of feet away.
Then fell into the crowd behind.
The black knights were stunned for a moment and retreated one after another, while the dwarves rushed up with a roar, and there were more than ten corpses on the bridge.
After such a delay, our tree stump took over the stone bridge alone.
Of course, the Hand of Despair couldn't stand such humiliation, but after a moment's pause, a row of Thorn Knights were replaced, and they launched a charge again. But these players obviously misunderstood the ferocity of the dwarves, and the Black Knights were reluctant when they launched their attack.
You forget about life and death, but you just can't fight to the death. The dwarf is blocking the middle of the bridge like a god descending from the earth. Let you attack from all directions. He will definitely beat you to the point of pain to your bones. In just a few minutes, the hands of despair
I lost a few elite teams.
Their commander retreated to let the crossbowmen release arrows, but Wrought Iron actually took all the arrows as ordered, and launched a counterattack with broken arrows hanging all over it, which made the Hands of Despair fall on their backs - but the funny look still made others think it was a
Porcupine is charging.
But it was also a porcupine covered in blood——
After a while, the dwarf saw the hand of despair withdrawing again. Everyone rested for a while in tacit understanding and began to prepare for the attack again. This guy let out a big breath and couldn't help but say to Quest.
: "Look, how did I fight off these bastards this time! How many times is this? The third or the fourth time? These bastards!"
But he didn't get a response.
The dwarf turned around with his eyes widened, and found that the paladin was leaning on the ground with his sword, with more than a dozen broken arrows stuck in his body. His eyes were still looking straight ahead, but he had already expired.
"Hey, you didn't say anything to me." Wrought Iron complained heartlessly, and then he stood on tiptoes and stretched out his short, fat fingers to wipe off the other person's eyelids, asking Quest to close his eyes:
"Ha, I'm the only one left now. I decided to repel them seven times, no, eight attacks. They are just a bunch of unknown people. I want you to see the power of the forged iron man who defeated the red dragon."
He gestured with his axe, and this action actually frightened the desperate hands not far away to take a step back.
…
Xiao Fen looked at the time and saw that more than ten minutes had passed since he left the battle. He raised his head again and saw that the last Hand of Despair team in the north finally began to cross the bridge after retreating several times. From this moment on, all the Hands of Despair surged forward.
Entering the central area, the real battle began. He pondered for a moment, then picked up the ruby and said to the others: "The wrought iron is hung, everyone be careful." After saying that, he couldn't help but raise his head and look into the sky.
There is still no movement from the two floating battleships - they have begun to rest during a round of bombardment, but a new round of attacks is expected to come soon.
It takes about seven to eight rounds of attacks by the Golden Swordfish and the Jet Custer to level Brossalon, but it only takes four rounds to reach where they are, so the Shining Gold Coin must be there before that.
Victory was achieved. But what worries the mage is that there has been no news from the little girl until now, so it is probably the end of the world.
The only thing I can count on now is half an apple.
Xiao Fen sighed, losing to the empire was not unjust. At least he could fight like this with a fleet of the Rune Island Empire. Oras probably couldn't count more than shining gold coins.
At the same time, in the central area of Brossalon between the North and South Rivers of Karili, the kitten and the goblin were hiding in a house and watching with great interest a group of more than a hundred cavalrymen of the Hand of Despair.
They planned to cross a stone bridge called the 'Girl Showing Love' in the middle of the city. In order to reduce the losses caused by the rangers' long-range strikes from the southern players' resistance organization on the other side, they traveled quite fast. However, this was the beginning of their tragedy.
Because then these two wicked guys cheered loudly and watched these knights roll down into the river like dumplings. The weight of their armor and the weight of their horses combined together fell from a height of dozens of feet.
, enough to break every bone in their bodies. Even if they are not dead, the knights who fall behind will crush the people below into meat patties.
In just an instant, nearly two-thirds of the knights were reduced, and the remaining people circled in panic on the other side, obviously frightened, for fear of being ambushed.
The kitten and the goblin high-fived each other.
"Nice job."
“A pleasure to work with.”
The kitten's eyes rolled: "Do you remember the last mission? I came up with a new idea."
Of course the goblin knew what she was talking about, because these two bad guys were always full of all kinds of evil ideas when they got together. But at this time, a gray figure suddenly appeared behind the goblin, it was the hand of despair
Realm Hermit - His silent appearance behind the chief illusionist who shines with gold coins is certainly not a good thing, because this guy's hand has already reached for the dagger on his waist.
But he found something empty, and couldn't help but check it subconsciously for a moment. He swore that he must have inserted the dagger there.
"Sir, are you looking for this?"
The player of Hands of Despair was stunned, raised his head, and saw the kitten playing with a dagger leisurely - that was his dagger.
"When did you steal it?" The Realm Hermit was dumbfounded.
"The kitten didn't steal it, it just kept it for you."
The kitten replied seriously.
…
Count Trascu put the sword on Yugudora's neck and looked at the little girl quietly in the darkness. He seemed to be waiting for the results of the battle outside. However, after a while, the explosion of the spell stopped, but
There was no news of victory from the outside. Both sides were waiting quietly for the final judgment, but the earl obviously liked to take the initiative more.
He seemed to have thought of something.
The old man raised his head and was about to say something, when suddenly there was a crunching sound of a wooden board breaking behind him - he alertly raised Miss Yugudola and stepped aside, and the next moment a light flooded into the darkness; and then
A huge head stretched out - it was the head of Miss Black Dragon. She used her claws to tear open one side of the outer wall of the ship, and then looked around the cabin with one golden and one purple eyes. The first thing she looked at was
On the little girl.
After continuously using the battle metamagic system, the Golden Swordfish was being recharged at the moment, thus removing the layer of protection attached to the hull. This gave Vladis an opportunity. She tried to get Mellie to find the power.
Look at the location of the room to see what's going on inside, and why the little girl hasn't moved for so long.
Therefore, this is the scene above——
"Little girl, come here quickly." Maali Bailey ignored the others.
"Ah!" The little girl was startled.
"Black dragon?" Count Trascu pointed his sword at Yugudola's neck: "Are you here to save your companions?"
"Who are you, old man?" Miss Black Dragon narrowed her eyes, and then noticed Count Trascu. She instinctively felt threatened and shrank back.
"Destroy the power core, Meili——" Yugudora shouted, but the old man's sword immediately left a blood-red scratch on her snow-white neck.
The little girl couldn't help but take back the holy sword from the ground, and said to the earl: "Damn it, let go of sister Yugudola."
Miss Black Dragon also spit out a shimmering magic gem from under her tongue. She grabbed the gem with one paw, and then stared at the other person cautiously.
"For the sake of your companions, you'd better stay still like this-" Count Trascu couldn't help but frowned when he saw the gem.
At this time, Yugudola tilted her head, but a smile appeared on her round face.
"Old man, I am Lord Roman's teammate." She said with a smile, "You probably don't know this."
Everyone was stunned.
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