In the 376th year of the First Era, at the end of the Year of the Sword, everything withered and the harsh winter came. When a lot of time has passed, we will remember what happened in this month. On the north side of the Evergreen Corridor in Opsom, Mei
In a small town in the east of Zhejiang, along the frost-stained mountain road near this town, dejected people are retreating. Several long teams are winding in the early winter mountain forest, and people are stepping on a shallow layer of snow.
With the creaking broken branches and silence, rows of knights walked past, the bright armor was stained with stains, the spears were full of gaps, the flags were drooping, and they were full of large and small holes.
Duke Aldwig's face was covered with dust, his hands were bent like chicken feet, and they were shaking constantly. His exposed fingers were covered with blue and red chilblains. He could only subconsciously grab the horse's reins. He looked at this scene with some dullness.
One scene, as if he still hasn't woken up from that nightmare. Of course, he might prefer not to wake up, so that he can be obsessed with that dream forever and let time freeze at the moment when the Cruz knights charged.
, never, never wake up.
Several giant dragons flew towards the south in a hurry. When they passed over the hills, they brought up a gust of ice wind, which made the pine forest roar. Like zombies, people looked up and looked at this scene with dull eyes, but no one
People complained. The eldest son of the Cruze emperor sat on his saddle, motionless, like a puppet, his gray eyes constantly changing colors, as if he was still replaying the horror he saw that day.
Light▽￡view.
The figure across the sky was slowly falling. The hero of the dragons, the dragon king of this generation, Owenroth, lost his lifeless body and fell heavily to the earth. The dragons were wailing and screaming,
Mutilated corpses fell like raindrops, and a huge black hole hung in the center of the sky. The terrifying and ferocious creatures that emerged from behind the black hole were its past owners who had been away from this world for countless long years.
It's the giant god Milos and the dragon god Bahamut. They are back. They are coming back to destroy their people with their own hands.
On the ground, the complete front retreated little by little and collapsed completely. Many people knelt on the ground in despair, crying bitterly, praying and begging, hoping that Martha could save them, but they did not get a response. Some
There was just endless darkness and pain. There was also killing. The will of dusk swept across the entire battlefield, watching all of this indifferently, and then it silently withdrew its gaze.
Thousands of worlds were destroyed, but in its eyes, it was just a moment.
The empire is over
This mortal kingdom, which was founded more than 1,500 years ago, has a glorious past and a long history. Its magnificent palaces are filled with words, murals and sculptures about the glory of the past. Under the heavy weight of the connection,
Under the blow, he seemed to be a proud knight who was seriously injured. His helmet was cracked, his sword was broken, and the battlefield was stained with blood. But he held his head high and stared at his enemy with firm eyes. In the Tamil poets' emotional poems,
In the midst of a generous lament, he breathed his last breath.
His fall was destined to completely rewrite the historical process of the entire continent. However, the people who were trapped in the harsh winter and quagmire this year were unable to convey the news at the first time. The Four Realms and Anzelu
The countryside was cut off by the Black Moon disaster, and there were large areas of no-man's land. The elves were doing their best to save the losses caused by the disaster on the border, but they didn't know that the time was passing by in silence.
As time went by, when the first envoy walked in ragged clothes through the new black forest near the crack in the Evergreen Corridor and came to the deputy commander of the Red Army, Injes Taan Hilllund, the two key people
The moon has been lost. When humans and elves re-established trust, they did not understand how important they had lost.
time.
The time that changes everything.
A month later, a letter from Cloak Bay was delivered to Black Sword Fortress. There was only a short line of text on the letter:
'Please help, no matter who you are, no matter where you are, help us, we are finished, the fleet... we can't resist them...'
The signature on the letter is concise and powerful: Chris. Earl of Golden Shield. The pride of the nobles of the Cloak Bay, the uncle of the Silver Queen, the husband of Princess Valli, an imperial admiral with high spirits and a reputation that is difficult to describe in words.
, but what is revealed between the lines of this letter is a kind of gray and withered despair, like the final words of a dying man. At the end of the letter, he stamped his emblem with his own stamp, as if it was stained with blood and red.
The mark seems to indicate an unknown bloody future.
…
Freya rode her horse and stood on the hillside of the hills near Winomar, looking at the retreating army of the undead on the lakeshore below. The first snow in Eruin had not yet fallen, and it was still autumn twilight in the mountains.
It was desolate, with bare trees growing in clusters, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. The tall gray Karazuma stood in the heather, carrying its owner on its back, shaking it constantly.
The tail drives away insects.
Behind the war horses, the soldiers looked at their commander with admiration. Some young knights even had admiration in their eyes. Just two months ago, with the help of the Banshee King Arvet's counterattack, Eruin
The people attacked Raidios from both the left and right wings at the same time, thus winning their first major victory since the Second Black Rose War.
In that battle, Freya led the Valkyries to decisively cut into the junction between the two undead legions. She took the lead in the battle, shouting the name of Eruin on the battlefield, like a flag.
He led everyone forward as usual, and led the heavy knights of the White Lion Guard with high morale to defeat Madara's Black Knights from the front, thus establishing a complete victory.
In this battle, both of Lei Dios's lieutenants died in the formation, and he himself was seriously injured. The Banshee King Arvette betrayed him, and another commander, the Bone Lord Roffman, also died in the Valkyrie.
After this battle, the undead army split into two on the Winomar side was unable to fight anymore. It was almost blocked by the coalition forces of Jean Denel and Lantonilan in the lakeshore area. It was no longer able to threaten Jeandenel and Lantonilan.
Tonylan.
The name of the Valkyrie spread like wildfire on the battlefield. After this battle, the knights of the White Lion Guard almost spontaneously painted the emblem of three pairs of light wings on their shields, as if to commemorate her.
The shining flag they saw on the battlefield that day
The shining wings of light are always right in front of everyone, never stopping.
Under the hills, the undead were gathering in a mighty way toward the south in the direction of Braggs, like a dark ocean with all kinds of flags mixed in. There was no order and it seemed a bit chaotic.
But there was not much joy on Freya's face.
Her eyes were a little heavy.
In the past half month, since she received Brando's letter, she knew that the second Black Rose War had come to an end. This was not bad news for Eruin, although they were in Winoma
They achieved a decisive victory in this war, but in Bragues, at Calasu and Viero, the Highland knights were retreating steadily.
Different from the blind optimism of many people, in this short period of one year, especially the experience of serving as a knight of the guard beside Princess Griffin, Freya has rapidly transformed from the somewhat naive girl from the countryside of Butch.
The little girl transformed into a qualified commander.
Although she may still be a step away from becoming a politician, it is at least enough for her to see something more profound than what ordinary people see, the factors that determine Eruin's future.
She stood silently on the hills, feeling her own growth. It felt as if she could finally feel Brando's eyes, everything he had seen, and breathe the future destiny with him.
But everything that used to be simple and clear has now become complicated and confusing.
Eruin is a small kingdom, but it has a powerful enemy. What it needs is not a trivial victory or revenge, but time and change. Peace is too precious for this country.
It's almost too precious to bear.
But what the Valkyrie is really worried about is Brando. The letter mentioned that the reason why Madala’s Emperor and Eruin reached an agreement was that Madala’s invasion of Eruin was due to the long-standing misunderstanding and misunderstanding between the two parties.
Mutual distrust and hatred blinded the eyes of both the living and the dead. Instigated by some northern lords with evil intentions, this tragedy resulted.
Now, His Majesty the Emperor of Madala has made up his mind to pacify these unruly people in the north, so he needs to mobilize the army to suppress the country. Between the behemoth of the Black Rose of Bromando and the small kingdom of Eruin,
Disputes should be put aside. There is no natural contradiction between big countries and small countries.
Madara still has many enemies, but they never include Eruin. Not only that, as the feud and natural rival of the northern lords, Eruin should also support the emperor of Madara and form an alliance with him.
.
This is advice to Princess Griffiin and her student, the future King of Eruin, Haruze.
It's just such a letter.
The cloud of war hanging over this ancient kingdom was lifted.
But Freya knew in her heart that it would soon cause an uproar in another 'battlefield' of the kingdom. From Viero to Lantonilan, from Silman to Gendenel, the royal party had already taken action.
It's not just the nobles. In fact, she has heard a lot of complaints over the past few days. The knights complained that their lord had deprived them of their glory. They should have worked together to completely eliminate Manowell's undead army.
