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Act 479 Valhalla, reaching the target point I

There was a faint sound of whining in the north wind, passing through the shouts of death on the battlefield, mixed with the snowflakes in the sky, and fell on the dilapidated city. ()

Nymesis suddenly pricked up her ears. She stood up from the tower and looked thoughtfully in the direction of the perforation. There, there was a vast expanse of white in the direction of the Alder River Beach, and in the distance was the Dongmintai Forest.

Heavy shadows hung on the horizon like dark clouds, and the flags of various nobles loomed on the horizon.

"Ms. Nymesis, it is not appropriate for you to act now."

As soon as the red copper dragon Leto entered the tower, he saw the behavior of the female knight and couldn't help but remind him: "You'd better take a rest. We can still hold on for a while after we join forces. And I don't know why.

The Bugas seem to have left."

"Did you hear it?"

"What?"

"The sound," Nymesis turned back to look at the veteran, and replied: "It's the sound of the horn. It's the sound of the dragon's horn. It's deeper than the ordinary horn. I was on the battlefield of Ampelsel.

I heard such a sound once."

Leto was slightly startled, thinking that the lady was hallucinating, but out of politeness, he still listened. But after a moment, the veteran's expression changed, he turned around and rushed out.

Nymesis also followed out.

Heavy snow was falling on top of the city, and the rebel offensive seemed to have temporarily stopped. The Buga people were no longer visible in the sky, leaving only the rebel camp in the distance looming in the snow.

The two of them stood by the battlements and stared in the direction of the Alder River Beach. They vaguely saw the movement of the rebel army. It seemed like something was happening in that direction.

"Look over there -" Nymesis suddenly said.

Leto followed her gaze and saw a flag breaking through the heavy siege of the rebels. The flag dashed left and right among the flags of various nobles, like a rock in a storm, amidst the turbulent waves.

Standing tall in the middle.

"That direction is...Horta's reinforcements?" He frowned: "There are too few people. What are they doing? They are sending themselves to death!"

"No," Nymesis hesitated for a moment: "The sound of that horn is..."

The two of them were suddenly stunned.

"Who is that?"

"Who is commanding that army?"

The Tonigel soldiers in the forest looked at each other in disbelief. Their eyes penetrated the shadows of the trees and stared through the forest at the lone army on the north bank of the Alde River that had entered the coalition of nobles.

It was like a lonely knight trapped in a tight siege, but his opponent couldn't do anything to him.

"They killed the Cade family, oh my God," someone suddenly exclaimed: "They have a chance. Those damn Southern guys haven't had time to readjust their formation. Martha is on top. They reacted so quickly and made perfect judgment.

!Where did these knights come from?”

But no one answered his question.

Everyone held their breath watching this miraculous scene in front of them.

Nuo Da's rebel army was actually disturbed by a mere hundred or ten cavalrymen. The entire huge front was being mobilized as this lone army rushed left and right, and the rebels who were originally invading southward attacked from all directions.

Fengya, at this moment, slowly began to turn around.

The defenders of Toniguer, who were fighting the rebels on all fronts, found that the pressure in front of them was constantly reducing.

When the sound of the horn echoed across the vast wilderness.

Such an idea appeared in everyone's mind involuntarily.

"It's time to counterattack——"

"That's the calling horn," someone responded: "They are calling us!"

"I have heard such a long trumpet sound, on the battlefield of the Battle of Ampelsel," a White Lion knight recalled, he said slightly excitedly: "That was the counterattack trombone of the White Lion Army. The Lord once

He led us to launch a counterattack against the nobles of the north amidst such trumpets!"

"Then what are we still doing?"

"Look. They've raised a flag! Oh my god, what kind of flag is that!"

A man suddenly screamed.

Everyone turned around subconsciously.

Next to the silver lily flag fluttering in the stormy waves, a swallow-tail flag is rising. It is a sharp sword, the silhouette of Butcher's black pine leaves, the shadow of the golden dragon, and the blood-red vulture's tail flower.

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The golden dragon is the family emblem of the Cadilloso family.

Butcher's black pine symbolizes the beginning of a legend.

The sword is the symbol of the kingdom.

The vulture's tail flower embellishes the gentleness of the Kadirego people.

In the entire Kingdom of Eruin, there is only one person worthy of possessing this flag. He is the hero in the hearts of every Eruin person, and he is also a god-like existence among the Tonigel people.

Everyone stood there in a daze. For a moment, they didn't know what language to use to express their feelings at this moment.

Until another long horn blast came from Mintai Fort.

The long sound of the trumpet echoed from a distance.

The two horns blasted, one high and one low, echoing each other on the battlefield. The Tonigel people finally woke up, and everyone looked at their companions and comrades. They saw the same feeling in each other's eyes.

Hot eyes.

"The Lord is back!"

"Fight for Eruin!"

The knights shouted and rushed out of their positions.

Viewed from the sky, it seemed as if a silver wave suddenly shot out of the Dongmintai Forest. Although their number was small, they hit hard on the flank of the turning rebel army at this moment.

Sir Don Higgins almost heard the sound of his teeth breaking.

Why can't they stop a mere hundred or so cavalry? The armies of more than a dozen noble lords are constantly rushing forward, but they are constantly being scattered by the opponent. Thousands of troops can't stop a cavalry that is ten times less than them.

The light cavalry couldn't even limit the opponent's speed.

Until he saw the Silver Winged Heavy Cavalry Regiment from the Southern Legion to the north of Silman being beaten to pieces by this mere 100 young knights, the confidence he had always had in his heart was finally shattered.

The light cavalry was turning again. Their target finally set their sights on him.

Sir Don Higgins instinctively told himself that he must not retreat - he was the commander-in-chief of these miscellaneous legions in this direction, and if his men retreated, it would not be as simple as just a rout.

Archduke Golan-Elsen will definitely kill him.

But reason was defeated by emotion, because there was a deeper voice in his heart telling him that if he didn't retreat, he would die here soon.

He gave a perfectly normal order.

Escape.

Sir Don Higgins and his army turned around and retreated, and the loosening of the entire rebel army's main line triggered a series of chain reactions. In the vast wilderness on the north bank of the Alde River, this moment of retreat actually happened in an instant.

Suddenly it turned into an avalanche-like rout.

More and more people join in this inexplicable rout, as if starting from a certain point, the entire surface breaks and falls apart.

Brando sat on the horse and just watched this scene calmly.

In this era, the nobles' armies were such rubbish. If it weren't for him, they would have been eliminated by Madara's undead in the first and second Black Rose Wars.

It's a pity that these people don't know it yet.

However, the knights around him were extremely excited by this. The young people were originally determined to die. They bravely and fearlessly accompanied their lords to charge into the trap. The rising blood and accelerated secretion of adrenaline made them not afraid of death at all.

But what no one expected was that they succeeded.

But they understand who it is because of.

When they charged at the spearmen of the Cade family, they discovered that the other party was not at all a coward or coward as their lord had described - on the contrary, the soldiers of the family with the brown bear as their logo were all brave.

Fearless, almost the best noble private soldier they have ever seen.

But it was at that moment that a powerful force of order suddenly descended on everyone. When they turned around in horror, they discovered that their lord could actually extend the line of law to a hundred meters away.

place, and bless everyone with his elemental power.

At that moment, the outcome was decided.

The charge of a hundred white lion knights, with the blessing of the power of law, is almost equivalent to the charge of a hundred strong elements of the same strength against the spearmen of the Cade family.

Even if this family is famous for its bravery and fearlessness, it will not help.

The young knights have no idea what the power given to them by their lord means, because it is like the legend of the Cruz people's Flame Knights, the twenty-four followers of the Wind Queen and their king thousands of years ago.

, just like any ancient legend or myth, it gradually became dusty under the dust of history.

This is the power of sages.

When the backbone of the noble coalition was defeated in one fell swoop, there was no one on the battlefield who could stop this force.

The battlefield was already in chaos, with the flags of various nobles fleeing northward in the wind and snow. Brando ordered the young men of the White Lion Knights not only to target Don Higgins' army in pursuit, but to let them

Scatter any aristocratic troops on the battlefield that may be able to reorganize, leaving the rebels unable to organize a counterattack again and accelerating the opponent's defeat.

Soon, the defeated rebels gradually dispersed and fled to both sides, leaving the road in the middle. Brando raised his head and noticed an orderly army appearing in the snow a mile or two away.

.This army wearing uniform gray jerseys shrouded the horizon in darkness. When the knights saw each other's flags, they couldn't help but turn around and said to Brando:

"Sir, they are..."

Brando waved his hand and stopped the knights from talking.

He had recognized it as the flag of Yanbao. He had also heard about this rebel army from the north, and he also knew that these people were also involved in the plan to murder Prince Levin.

…(To be continued.)

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