The rocket burned as soon as it hit the trees, and the water in the trees evaporated and immediately formed billowing smoke. The Gruss infantry and mountain warriors in gray-green uniforms took the opportunity to hide in, and were about to cross the shoal and enter here.
In the forest, the attack went incredibly smoothly. Even Pallas, who was supervising the battlefield from a distance, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
But at this time, there was a burst of muffled thunder in the distant forest, and a large dark cloud gathered above the canopy at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, accompanied by a golden lightning, a sudden heavy rain poured down, almost
In an instant, the fire that had just started was doused.
As soon as the fire was extinguished, the thunderstorm continued to move forward, and several bolts of lightning fell on the beach at the edge of the forest, exploding right in the middle of the Gruss infantry and mountain warriors gathered there. There were several loud booms, and the crowd suddenly became excited.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere. The golden thunderball opened several large craters on the ground, and the blown stones fell on the heads of the people around them like hailstones, causing screams for a while.
The morale of the Gruss infantry collapsed instantly. Regardless of whether there were archers behind them, they turned around and ran away ten times faster than when they came. These noble private soldiers themselves had no fighting will, and the accompanying mountain warriors themselves
Although tough and tough, it was a pity that this war was meaningless to them. As soon as the Gruss infantry retreated, they naturally turned around and left. However, compared with the Gruss infantry who had been frightened and scattered, the mountain people
Even when retreating, they gathered together in an orderly manner.
When the two knight lords accompanying Pallas saw this scene in the distance, they both looked back at the real commander of Denel's army this time. The mountain people's fighting prowess surprised them, and then they thought about it all year round.
Pallas, who led the army to victory in the war with these mountain people and forced them to surrender, fell silent. Of course they were not willing to succumb to Pallas, but looking at the performance of their own troops, they could only feel depressed.
Be silent.
At this time, the dark clouds had passed over the heads of the Gruss infantry and came to the array of archers on the other side of the river bank. A premonition of impending disaster suddenly spread in the heart of Sir Wiggins, the commander of the archer array at this moment, "Retreat."
! Back up!" He screamed immediately, but he was still a step too slow. He saw a piece of golden power grid falling from the sky, and instantly exploded among the three rows of archers. In almost the blink of an eye, more than two teams of archers, after a long
The noble archers trained over time were simply wiped out.
Sir Wiggins himself was also struck by lightning, but his life was saved by the electric cage effect as he was covered in armor. However, the adjutant beside him was not so lucky and was directly beaten to ashes. His face was disgraced.
Wiggins got up from the ground and couldn't help but feel sad. An entire squadron of archers were killed in a single blow. Although the real loss was only twenty-three out of ten, the remaining people were still alive.
He was already so scared that he couldn't even think of fighting again in a short period of time.
Not to mention that at this time, the dark clouds containing thunder and lightning were still surging above the head, and a second round of lightning was about to fall. The archers suddenly collapsed completely like the infantry in front, screamed and turned around to run away. Mortals were overwhelmed by such a powerful nature.
There is no ability to resist in the face of strength. The well-informed and experienced knights under Pallas may be slightly better, but they will never be these noble private soldiers.
But at this time, long and long chants suddenly came from the forest. The ups and downs of the mantras seemed to gather an invisible force in the air, and even the air pressure dropped a few points for a while. The dark clouds in the mid-air suddenly
There was a pause, and then the pieces dissipated. In the blink of an eye, the clouds cleared and the sun appeared, disappearing from sight.
There was silence in the forest at first, and then a cheer suddenly sounded from the north bank of the Gris River.
"It's about dispelling magic. There are at least three chanting points." On Brando's side, a druid covered in turf listened attentively and then turned around and said.
"No, it's four." Charles shook his head after hearing this.
"Four?" Others didn't dare to refute. Among the first batch of druids sent to the Fir Territory, there were no great druids. Charles can be said to be the number one spellcaster here. And senior spellcasters are inherently
It is rare and rare. It is said that there are two gold-level wizards around Jean Denel, but this time there may not be one with the army.
"If there are four wizards here, it doesn't mean there are only four. Unfortunately, we don't know how many there are. According to the intelligence, Pallas's group of wizards may exceed thirty people, including silver-level spellcasters. From this point of view,
It's very possible." Kerencia on the side replied.
He is the nominal commander of the mercenaries here, and the more reliable Fern was assigned to assist in commanding the army of eight hundred cavemen. In addition, Brando also ordered the 'Red Copper Dragon' Leto and others to replace You
Tower's mercenary group is stationed in the silver mine, because Count Jean Denel should not know that the silver mine has been lost, so Brando hopes that Leto can bring him some unexpected surprises there. This is
A dangerous mission, and Leto and others, as veterans of the November War, are obviously more qualified for this task than Juta's mercenaries.
As for Juta, she has been transferred back to the front line against Jean Denel's army. She is also very satisfied with this arrangement. The beautiful red-haired and blue-eyed female mercenary leader is standing next to Medisa and putting forward her own plan.
Question: "How can one Pallas leader come with so many mages? Even if Pallas is always on the front line of war, it would be impossible."
"Don't forget that there is also the Gruss Territory and the Grizzly Bear Territory, but I want Count Denel to also remove some people from his own mage group, otherwise there will be no silver-level wizards." Krenxi
Ya replied.
"Thirty people. Speaking of a mage group of more than thirty people, Eruin has not had one since the November War. Count Denel really spared no effort to intimidate 'Xiao Xiao'!"
Uriel, the patrolling cavalry captain who followed Brando, couldn't help but joke that as a half-noble, he was very aware of the large and small wars that had occurred in Eruin in the past.
Uriel's words made everyone present smile. The number of spellcasters on their side was more than a hundred druids alone, not to mention that the mage attendant of the young lord in front of them was a genuine gold-level wizard.
Speaking of which, the young lord did not have many troops, but the quality was incredibly high - ordinary soldiers were either experienced mercenaries or veterans of the November War, at least those who had fought against Madara before.
The soldiers of the Eruin Legion. Very few of these people are below the level of Black Iron, and a considerable number are even above the middle reaches of Black Iron. In addition, there is also a troop composed of cavemen. The individuals of this troop
Their strength is at least in the upper reaches of Black Iron, and there are many at the top of Black Iron.
The two armies add up to nearly 3,000 people, and the proportion of mages accounts for more than one-tenth of this army. This is extremely rare in the entire history of Eruin's wars. It is simply
It’s incredible. If these news spread, it is estimated that the outside world will be in an uproar, and the strength of the new lord of Tonigel will have to be re-evaluated. However, Brando deliberately suppressed these news, because he knew that sometimes a
Surprises are often more impressive than established facts.
This time, the young man wants all Eruin to remember his name and who is the legitimate lord of Tonigel.
Uriel's words made the gloom shrouding everyone's hearts dissipate a lot, as if Denel's army in the forest became less scary and evil. However, Ciel still had to vaccinate them. He waved his hand: "
Having said that, the opponent is still much better than us in terms of absolute strength. Denel claims to be led by three knight lords and has an army of 20,000 people, while the mountain people are almost 10,000 people. That is to say, in our case
The army hidden in the forest in front——"
Charles pointed seriously ahead, north of the Gris River: "Maybe thirty times more than us."
Everyone became solemn again, they had known this for a long time.
"In addition, the three knights have elite knights, which add up to at least a hundred, maybe even more. These knights are at least silver-level in strength, and we just lack such a force. The cavemen can fight them.
For a moment, but the lord made it very clear that as long as Madara does not appear on the battlefield, the cavemen cannot appear. Therefore, in terms of silver-level combat effectiveness, the opponent also has an overall advantage."
"In addition, apart from Pallas, the opponent's Grizzly Bear Knight Lord and Grusz Knight are all Jean Denel's golden combat power, and there is no guarantee that the opponent does not have a hidden trump card - take 10,000 steps back.
Even if there are only two gold-level ones, it can only be said to be a tie against me and Medisa. If there is a third one, we will still be at a disadvantage."
"Then what should we do?" When Charles said this, Mullens couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.
"It doesn't matter, just do as the lord says." Charles glanced at everyone present.
"What are you saying, Lord Lord?"
Brando once said that they should try to delay the time for Denel's army to cross the river here, but at that time Denel's army was not as terrifying as it is now. It was three knight lords, plus the approaching mountain people.
An army of 30,000 people, not to mention the undead soul of Madara watching eagerly from the side.
Brando once promised them victory, but that was after all, can they still win now?
Although most people who have followed the young man have an almost blind trust in Brando's words, the victory promised by the young lord has almost never failed. As long as he moves forward, the direction his sword points will definitely pass.
The road to victory. The young lord is like the most legendary heroes in ancient times. When he proudly declares that he will win, then victory is within his grasp.
But at this moment, everyone present could not help but remain silent.
They are battle-hardened warriors who can talk and laugh in the most dangerous environments, but this does not mean that they are incompetent. In their original self-confidence, they will try their best to delay Denel's army until they run out of food.
Retreating is the only possibility of victory. But that requires both sides to pay a heavy price.
As a warrior, this was not unacceptable, as they had sworn allegiance to the young lord, and each was ready to shed blood.
But the promise Brando gave them seemed to be to completely defeat Jean Denel's army from the front.
How is this possible?
The druids took it for granted that Charles was just trying to boost morale. Jutta and Kerenthia, who had witnessed Brando's magic, had a headache. They racked their brains and couldn't figure out what Brando should rely on.
What to achieve this victory?
But in the face of these various looks, Ciel just looked at each other and smiled at Medissa. Indeed, because the drastic changes in the Ring of Trade Winds will soon spread throughout Eruin, and even the entire Warnd.
Everyone will remember this battle.
The young mage raised his head and his gaze fell on the dark forest north of the Gris River. Unfortunately, Pallas did not feel the gaze across the distance at this moment. The old knight lord was counting the casualties.
In fact, the Gruss did not suffer much loss. The infantry charging ahead only left behind about a dozen corpses. However, it made him a little heartbroken that an entire squadron of archers had withdrawn from the battle before he even saw the enemy.
Although the army he mobilized this time numbered more than 20,000, there were not many professional soldiers. There were only one and a half columns of aristocratic archers with more than 1,000 soldiers. A large part of them were led by Jean Denel.
The count's private soldiers came, and it would be difficult for him to deal with them if they suffered too many losses.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn around and ask: "That thunder and lightning just now is the Druid's spell? Can a Black Iron-level Druid cast such a terrifying spell?"
The mage beside him nodded: "That's a thunder summoning spell, but one or two druids cast it with less terrifying power. The spell just now can only be cast by at least ten people together. And it was cast with the strength of the black iron level."
You need to rest for at least a day after that. But if you are a Druid master, that’s another story..."
The old knight interrupted the wizard. He still firmly believed that there could not be a Druid master among the rebels: "In other words, the opponent cannot cast that kind of spell continuously?"
"Lord, you don't need to be afraid even if you cast it continuously. Compared with the ten people they need to jointly cast the spell, we only need two or three people to dispel the magic. And that spell is very expensive for the black iron level.
It's big, but the cost of dispelling magic is only average for us. Magic is actually much more useful for defense than for offense. If I were the opponent, I'm afraid I wouldn't cast that kind of spell again. They also used it before.
It should just be used as a deterrent." The wizard lowered his head and replied respectfully.
Pallas nodded. As long as it wasn't a large-scale spell, he didn't need to worry too much. The military strength of the two sides was so different that he didn't need any extra strategies. Besides, the cost of a 20,000-strong army was too high, and Pallas didn't want to waste it.
Time, he planned to end the war in a straightforward way from the beginning.
As long as we cross the Gris River, it will only take a few days to capture the fir tree.
It was within his acceptance range to end the war within a week.
"Rebels, Eruin..." These two words were swirling in Pallas's mind, but in the end all his thoughts turned into a confident and indifferent smile on his face. As a general who has accepted countless victories, he simply cannot
There is no reason to believe that he will fail despite his absolute advantage.
The old knight smiled faintly. This smile represented pity for the enemy and sigh for the kingdom. A hundred years ago, he had never heard of the rebellion in Eruin being so big. His lord let
Although Earl Denel has demonstrated his power, this does not change the fact that this kingdom is becoming outdated and crumbling.
Let alone a hundred years ago, even fifty years ago, even in the most remote places, the lives of nobles would not be threatened.
Pallas sighed and said: "Brando, Brando, let me, an old guy, take the last stand for this kingdom..."
He threw the dagger into the center of the map on the table, right at the location of Fir City, and victory seemed to be within reach.
Grudin's retainer, a battle-experienced knight, no longer hesitated, and asked Denel's army to withdraw and set up camp in the evening, preparing for the final general attack after a night's rest, and taking down the enemy's defense line in one go.
Pallas was not afraid at all that the 'rebels' would come to attack at night. Based on his experience, he would never make such a low-level mistake. If the enemy was really that stupid, he would not mind ending the war earlier.
Unfortunately, the leader on the opposite side was as shrewd as he expected - he said nothing all night, and early the next morning, the real offensive began.
It was just getting dark, and Charles and Medissa were on the sentry tower when they saw countless soldiers looming in the forest on the other side. "They were cutting wood to build a bridge. They were sure that we didn't have enough manpower." Charles turned around.
said.
Metissa nodded.
The test begins.
The same words flashed through both of their minds.
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(ps: I’m back, and I’ll resume normal updates today. The weather is very cold, and I caught a cold when I went out. Please bring more clothes. I’m not in a very good condition, but I’ll try my best to give you more information at the end of the month. I’m leading a group tonight.
, now that this chapter has been posted, you don’t have to wait any longer, thank you.)
