The ripples created by a drop of water can instantly spread across the entire pond like a spider web. -< Shuhai Pavilion >- .
It's the same on land.
Luo Du watched with satisfaction as his private soldiers deployed along the Silversmith River in the rain. Although their movements were slow and their formations were in a mess, with the vulgar noble private soldiers shouting and pushing in the heavy rain, they finally set up a defensive line.
A quarter of an hour faster than he expected. Veterans who have been in battle are different, the Baron on horseback thought, not caring that their previous opponents were just unarmed farmers and so-called 'thugs'.
In the pouring rain, several sergeants, led by the knight, kicked open the door of a house, drove the owner out, and then occupied the house as a stronghold. The windows of the house were broken one by one, and the soldiers were
The behavior of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in search of valuable 'trophies' quickly aroused imitation, and for a while the frightened cries of women and children echoed with the sound of rain.
Baron Luodu looked on with cold eyes. In his opinion, the army is a beast, and the beast still has to show its teeth and claws; this is the morale of an army. Without morale, what kind of war can we fight? Luodu considered himself to be experienced in the army, and looked at his subordinates.
The private soldiers used their fists to teach the dejected men a lesson, and instead of stopping them, they felt satisfied.
How dare these mobs dare to resist? They must be taught a lesson before they will obey.
There seemed to be a sound of wailing in the rain.
The knights crowded around the baron and spoke loudly: "I think Her Royal Highness is just a little girl herself, blindly trusting the people around her. I think the royal party is also unkind. If she has two hundred students under her command, I'm afraid she will be hit."
His head was broken and bleeding."
"Exactly, my lord, let her see what real war is this time." The knights agreed in unison, laughing in the wind and rain.
The morale was ready. Baron Luodu nodded with satisfaction. He raised a bag high and shouted: "Everyone, please work harder. Whoever catches the princess can take this bag of gold from me!"
The sound spread far along the river bank.
Beth looked disdainfully at the enemy on the other side of the river through the looking glass of the brass telescope. Baron Rodo's ugly voice like a male duck made her frown. Her personality has been like that of a man since she was a child, and when she grew up,
After growing up, Beth really picked up this man's romance - and became a soldier of the kingdom.
Not only that, she also became the most outstanding scout officer in this class of the Royal Knights Academy. She put down her telescope and stood upright on her horse as straight as a javelin. The thunderous sound of horse hooves seemed to be integrating her into it, a horse.
Then a war horse and its knight jumped past her.
Bess seemed to be in a torrent, while her companions were shouting the names of the knights:
"Cammel!"
"Hyman!"
"Kiel, remember to bring my share!"
"Aiden, for Eruin!"
"For Eruin, move forward!" Every young knight passing by shouted and screamed. There was no trace of fear on the tight young faces under the pointed helmets, but only indomitable yearning.
and excitement.
Beth silently looked at the front of the team, which was already a torrent. At the far end of the rain curtain, the swallow-tailed flags held high had been toppled one by one, like dominoes.
She could almost hear the cold command: "Leave the spear level -"
"Left the spear--"
"What bad luck." She spat.
When he turned around, he saw the smiling face of his companion, "How are you, regret it, Beth?"
"Regret? No way." Beth replied contemptuously: "They are just some chickens and dogs. It would be great if there were the White Lions in front of them. We are stronger than them!"
"The safety of the princess is paramount, Beth, your idea is too dangerous!"
"Of course I know!"
In heavy rain.
Baron Luodu was holding his money bag high, waiting for his men to shout loudly, but unfortunately, he waited for a long time without a response. The silence for a while in the heavy rain was a bit eerie.
What's wrong? He turned around in surprise.
Everyone is listening.
On the long street, amidst the sound of rain, there was the crisp sound of horse hooves, one, two, as if the hour hand was accelerating, kicking, kicking, kicking, clear and powerful.
Then, there was a violent storm——
When the horseshoes with metal horseshoes were lifted up and down in hundreds, they gradually converged into a shocking force - a rapid drumbeat penetrated everyone's eardrums, crashing like thunder.
The Silversmith River is just a small ditch in the city of Ampelsel. A heavy rain even makes it almost overflow over the low and gentle embankment. At this moment, at this moment, everyone is looking at the water surface.
.
The water surface vibrated like milk in a glass on the table.
The entire surface of the Silversmith River trembled slightly.
Until a spear cut through the rain curtain——
The shining spear tip is like a silver shuttle, and all the raindrops fly out from both sides of it. One person rides on it, with silver hair flying, and the snow-white cloak is like a flag with pure lilies painted on it, as if it were still alive.
Shining on the battlefield a thousand years ago.
"Elf?"
This thought just flashed through the mind of the noble private soldier who was guarding a family on the other side of the river. He was even completely stunned. He could only open his mouth wide and stare dumbly at the sight of the spear tip getting bigger and bigger.
A moment.
It was as if time had stopped and suddenly resumed its flow. With a bang, the spear penetrated directly from the soldier's open mouth. The tip of the spear pierced the throat, and then the huge impact completely shattered his skull and disfigured his facial features.
It twisted, and the fear in the eyeballs also twisted together. After showing the maximum tension, the skin tore apart with a 'swish', revealing the bright red muscles and plasma underneath.
Blood spurted out, but the spear continued to move forward, lifting half of the skull and continuing forward with this bright red flag.
The soldier who had lost half his head twitched, and then fell limply to the ground. Blood was flying in the wind and rain, and sprayed on the "captives" beside him. The family of three was completely stunned.
Medisa brushed past them with a cold face.
Like a silver light.
A few drops of blood fell on the face of the little silver elf princess. It was a bit cold and biting, but she didn't even blink. According to human age, she is only fifteen years old this year, but she has experienced thousands of wars.
It was the most brutal war since the Year of the Saint, in which countless familiar people lost their lives. Survival and death became passers-by, and only fighting became an instinct.
This is the combat skill of the Silver Elf.
"Enemy attack!"
"It's the cavalry——!" The shrill howl resounded through the river bank like a shrill alarm. Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream. It seemed that the enemy was not as weak as they imagined.
Baron Luodu's face turned pale, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He looked back, and the knights looked at each other. How often had they seen such a rider?
Medissa raised her spear high.
In the wind and rain, the flags were flying.
There was a loud bang, as if some barrier was broken behind her - the rain curtain shattered like a glass wall in front of everyone. The rain turned into glass fragments and suddenly moved forward. After that, a huge
The army of knights seemed to burst out of the box.
Black military uniforms, black armor, black horses, and a black torrent.
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
The knights were shouting. Real warriors never hesitate to shed their blood. Although Medisa was just a little girl, after she temporarily became like a real knight, she became the goddess in everyone's heart at this moment.
Female war goddess.
"Stop them!" A noble knight on the other side of the river finally reacted and screamed almost at the top of his lungs: "Set up your spear, set up your spear, or you will be dead!"
The noble private soldiers on the other side of the river seemed to have just come to life, and then they hurriedly set up their spears. Perhaps it was their survival instinct that inspired their last potential, or perhaps it was the comfort that the shallow Silversmith River brought them, but
In any case, at the last moment, these unworthy third-rate soldiers actually stabilized themselves.
A forest of spears appeared across the river.
Medissa turned a blind eye and just raised her spear——
"Spiritual Wings!"
A clear cry resounded throughout the battlefield.
Circular magic arrays unfolded on both sides of the girl. The magic arrays rotated, and the lines of ectoplasm expanded along the arrays and quickly connected into one. "Huh!" A pair of wings hundreds of feet long spread out.
, the wings flapped slightly, and the Silversmith River in front of Medisa seemed to be injected with some kind of magic. The white waves in the river immediately rolled back, and the waves formed twelve-headed hydra, raising its head high, like a landslide and tsunami.
On the other side of the river, Baron Rodou's private army suppressed.
"ah!"
Baron Luodu was simply stunned. For a moment, he didn’t even know whether to give an order to hold on or retreat. He also had some low-level wizards, but their role was meaningless at this level. The noble private soldiers could only watch the huge giant.
The wave is coming to an end.
'boom'
The huge wave instantly destroyed the formation of the noble private soldiers on the river bank. In fact, they had already begun to waver before the huge wave formed, but how could they run fast against the waves? Most of the noble private soldiers were swept away just as they turned around.
Then it was dragged under the water like a garbage collector.
Then the torrent brought these screaming and crying aristocratic private soldiers and crashed head-on into the houses on the other side of the Silversmith River. Amidst several huge "creeping" sounds, the houses collapsed and flowed to the streets behind them with the water.
.
Baron Rodou's defense line collapsed in an instant. Behind the huge waves, the young knights were walking on the waves - they were facing a line of defense that was constantly retreating. The spearmen had already fallen forward and backward, unable to fight back.
One side was retreating, the other was accelerating, and then the two fronts collided with each other.
It was like a scene with a comb combing through the hair. The princess's young knights penetrated the position of the noble private soldiers with almost no hindrance, leaving behind a sieve-like defense line riddled with holes. However, the attacks came one after another, and the nobles
The private soldier's psychological defense completely collapsed in an instant.
All that was left was to turn around and run.
But the ruthless cavalry continued to advance.
The young cadets are driving the enemies to prevent them from gathering again. Although this is almost meaningless for opponents like the noble private soldiers, the young people still follow the cavalry drill and strictly implement the textbook standards.
Looking at the entire battlefield, in front of us and in the farther distance, Luo Du's noble private soldiers fled in all directions like ants under a broken embankment.
The sky is dim and bright.
Brando pursed his lips and looked at the scene in front of him, without a trace of amusement on his face. He suddenly tightened the reins of the horse, and turned around in a circle. After standing still, he raised the Sword of the Earth and pointed it at a person.
side:
"Brasen, blow the trumpet and let the whole army separate to the two wings!"
"Brando, what do you want to do!" Brayson almost jumped up. Isn't now the time to drive away the enemy?
But he was immediately speechless. He looked blankly as those azure spiders appeared again - but this time they were not on the ground, but in the sky behind Brando.
One by one, thousands of Sylph Spiders appeared above the battlefield, like a dense, azure web.
There was almost a moment of silence on the battlefield.
Brando looked back.
"Brando, you..." Brayson swallowed.
Freya was also shocked. It was not the first time she saw these spiders, but it was the first time she saw Brando commanding so many spiders.
"The whole army listens to the order," Brando's voice suddenly echoed across the entire battlefield: "Knights from the Wangli Knight Academy, keep attacking from both wings and continue to advance -"
"forward--"
"Forward!" After a moment of silence, there was cheering and roaring like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
After Baron Rodou was dragged out of the water, he stared at his knight with an almost dull expression. The knight was roaring at him at the top of his lungs - but strangely, he could not hear a word.
But finally, the sound seemed to return to his consciousness, and he gradually heard what the subordinate was yelling to him: "...Sir, they are separating!"
"What separation!"
"Those knights are separating!"
Luo Du was startled for a moment, but his face suddenly lost the last color, "Those guys are driving us together, and they plan to drive us forward!"
"They plan to use us as cannon fodder, sir!"
"Sir, the Hong Kong Guards behind have been discovered by them——!" The shrill screams seemed to be far away in Baron Luodu's ears for a while. He stood up unsteadily and stammered for a long time.
He replied: "It must not be like this."
"Ian, help me mount my horse. We have to find a way to regroup, or we will be dead -"
But he could no longer speak.
He suddenly saw a spear emerging from the chest of his trusted knight. He raised his head and blankly saw the long ponytail of the red-haired female knight on the horse fluttering in the wind.
This was the last scene Baron Rodduo saw.
Then everything fell into icy darkness.
Akane wiped the blood on her cheek and turned around. Only when she saw that figure did her cold amber eyes feel a little warm.
On the battlefield, at the same moment, almost the same drama is being performed in many places. The knights of Luodu have obviously understood their final fate, but some people are still trying to resist, but these knights are just about to gather around them.
Man, a dazzling golden light will descend from the sky.
It penetrated his body instantly.
On the battlefield, golden light intersects——
…
"Lodu is finished."
"The armies of Owen and Sir Marother have been discovered by them. Our princess is not a simple person."
The old man with white hair, but still energetic, turned around with a smile. He was wearing Eruin's most traditional military uniform, with various medals hanging on his chest, and the most dazzling one was
The Order of the Candlelight of the Temple of Fire——Lelder Douluoshe, the deputy commander of the White Lion Legion, and the oldest knight of the White Lion Legion.
In the eyes of the Cruz people, he is Eruin's most respectable enemy and the real pillar of the White Lions. The Lion of Eruin - when he became famous, both the cunning fox and the lone wolf were still children.
He was once loyal to the Corcova royal family. He was neither a royal party nor a northern aristocrat. He was a mainstay figure who was entrusted to the royal family. However, in this civil war, in order to repay the kindness of the eldest son of the king to him,
Only then did he side with the northern nobles without hesitation.
Despite this, no one dared to disrespect him, even among the players back then. This old man became famous in the Holy War, and has been the spiritual pillar of Eruin's army since then. His loyalty to this kingdom is no less than
anyone.
But at this moment, the old man shook his head, looked at the other two people present and said with a smile: "It's really embarrassing for us old guys to bully a little girl."
Marquis Balta smiled awkwardly. Of course he knew what the other party meant when he said this: "Don't worry, Knight Reard, we will ensure the safety of the princess and the little prince."
Although he is the commander of the legion, he can't stand up to this man at all.
The old man glanced at him.
"But what I'm more concerned about is, how did they discover the Hong Kong Guards?" Marquis Balta quickly changed the subject.
"I don't know, but their scouts shouldn't be able to survive. Although Luodu is a fool, he has hundreds of people blocking a Silversmith River, so he can't even keep an eye on a living person." The old knight touched it.
Touching his chin: "The other party should have judged it, and it's not impossible through clues..."
"Under the guidance of that little wolf, Your Highness the Princess has grown amazingly."
This old knight was probably the only one in the whole of Eruin who dared to call Overwell the 'little wolf'. Balta couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The eldest son of the king is no less good under the guidance of the old gentleman."
This time the old knight nodded politely.
While the two were talking, the 'guest' beside them who had never spoken suddenly stood up. "Hey, what is that?"
"This is...the Arms of Heaven!"
In the wind and rain, in the direction of the Yinjiang River, golden rays of light are intertwining...
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