Baron Rodou's army is collapsing at an accelerating rate. The cadets from the Independent Knights Academy are driving hundreds of broken troops forward. The Seventh Brigade of the Hong Kong Guards on the front line of Red Tree Square is the first to bear the pressure. The frightened private soldiers of the nobles have to pass through.
Passing through their positions, they were like people trying to survive grasping at the last straw.
There was even a fierce confrontation between the Hong Kong Guards and the fleeing soldiers. Ironically, once the fleeing noble private soldiers turned around, they showed ten times more ferocity when facing their original allies. Their survival instinct made them
Become a red-eyed fanatic.
Behind the two of them were the gleaming spears driving them away.
This is a bit different from the script expected by Sir Malother, Captain of the Seventh Infantry Brigade of the Amperesel Port Guards. Not only did the princess and her men actually appear, but they actually ran right in. It’s just that this
The collision was a bit too decisive and fierce. Not only did it wipe out Luo Du's army casually, but it seemed that they also knew their location at a glance.
The princess's attack was menacing, in direct proportion to Malothe's increasingly pale complexion, but what to do now? The knight, who had almost never actually killed an enemy in battle in his life, glanced back at his companions.
In the heavy rain, the young man wearing the armor of the White Lions held his sword in his hand and was silent, like a marble statue, letting the water droplets slide down his forehead and cheeks, completely undecided.
"Discovered!"
"How did you find out?"
"Maybe now is not the time to think about that."
He raised his head, his gray-blue eyes reflecting the cold light on the rows of spears, shining with the light of reason: In this case, let's change the method.
Above the clouds, lightning is winding out a dazzling trajectory——
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"Balta, you have a good student." When Reard Dulos took over the order from the messenger, his eyes showed approval and he praised lightly.
Marquis Balta shook his head: "Her Royal Highness the Princess is not weak at all. This does not seem to be Overwell's handiwork. Macaro is not so decisive either. The other party seems to have a commander who is unfamiliar to us. From the Hong Kong Guards
The combat effectiveness is really worrying, and Owen seems to be trying to use his numerical advantage to hold the opponent back."
"Just like what we did in Loanche," the old man looked in the direction of the port. In his field of vision, there was a gray roof: "It's like a huge meat grinder, slowly,
The last drop of blood flowing through Eruin."
"Mr. officiant, this is not directed at you." Laird glanced at the guests beside him again and replied calmly.
The man smiled slightly and didn't care: "We also made mistakes in our past decisions. There is nothing to avoid. The war is coming, and the temple does not need to create new misunderstandings because of the previous barriers."
The old man glanced at him and expressed neither agreement nor objection.
"Old leader..." Balta was a little restless.
"You are the leader of the group now. Balta," the old man replied: "Don't worry, I won't blame Owen for this. Victory and defeat always come first in the battle. He has a good plan to bully with more people."
Having fewer people is also a skill——"
"but……"
"Your Highness the Princess will probably suffer a lot this time. On this battlefield, all the blood shed is the blood of the Eruin people. They are also a bunch of outstanding young men. What a pity..." The old man shook his head.
Shake his head.
The sky is gradually getting brighter.
But the battle situation is not like this——
The news coming back from the front clearly told Brando that the Hong Kong Guards are changing their strategies. But changing your mind before the battle is not a good idea, especially when the intention is so obvious - Brando couldn't help but sneer - Hong Kong Guards
The general decided to fight him in a street fight.
Hahaha, he almost laughed twice to express the joy in his heart - the battle of Kurko, the battle of Prague, the capture of Ampelser, the pain of Soo, the blood of the White City, there is no need to specifically recall,
Classic battles like textbooks appeared in his mind.
But more importantly -
He had personally participated in it.
He fought with the Cruz people, fought with Madara, fought with the Oneness of All Things, and even faced the Miners, the residents of the darkness, instead of the third-rate Harbor Guards of Ampelsel.
He turned around. Who was next to him?
Lorca Vanden Elwes, Enroc Aishahei, Freya Alicia, the three most famous heroes in Eruin history, two masters of cavalry tactics, and one Eruin
Valkyrie; plus Butcher's Brayson, a strongman who can lead a group of guard knights to fight a bloody path from the 'One-Eyed Dragon' Tagus, and the leader of the Royal Knights, Muco.
Eruin's most famous young generals in the future are all surrounding him. They once truly changed an era and pulled Eruin out of the abyss of the darkest history. Although it was only short-lived, he could be called a momentary hero.
Although Eruin was defeated, it was not a fault of war.
This time, the other party is really seeking death.
Perhaps the generals on the opposite side would never have imagined how quickly the war would change due to the addition of players in the next century in Warnd Continent. It was a dark and war-torn era, but it was definitely a
A prosperous era supported by genius and crazy ideals.
But what is always true now may not necessarily apply in the future.
"Lorca, Enrok, Freya, Brayson, Muco, the other side wants to use street fighting to hold us back." Brando looked at the battlefield ahead and smiled softly: "They want to turn this place into a city of flesh and blood.
Mo Mian, you didn’t fall asleep in tactics class, did you?”
Muco stared at him a little coldly. The other party's previous orders seemed to be correct now, but they were nothing extraordinary. They were quite satisfactory at best. If it were them, they might be able to do better.
Brayson did not answer. The Brando in front of him had changed too much for him. In fact, since Butch's escape, the other party had been undergoing transformation. Although he once did not want to admit it, he had to say,
The young man in front of him was no longer the miller's son that he looked down upon.
Although the grudge between the two has been resolved, it does not mean that he will side with the other party.
Among the four, only Lorca Vanden Elvis smiled slightly, looking like he didn't care too much. A young man wearing a black military uniform from the Royal Knights Academy, with long light blond hair and a ponytail, looked at
They seem a bit shy, and they haven't even completely broken away from the mark left by the Royal Knights Academy on this group of people. They are a little green, but they have begun to have the calm temperament of a famous general.
In fact, in history, he has always been the leader of the Three Heroes. Lorca Vanden Elwes is the eldest son of the family. His father is a little-known nobleman in the Province of Viero. The family has a long history.
There has never been any big shot in the world, but Lorca is undoubtedly an exception.
In history, Lorca Vanden Elwes single-handedly manipulated Sifach's army to applause, and because of his gentle personality, he was called "the unsheathed sword" - a metaphor.
Once you show your sharp edge, you will definitely move forward and be invincible.
It's a pity that this unsheathed sword didn't have time to unsheath. He died of illness during the expedition to the north, and he didn't even have time to participate in the second Black Rose War.
This can be said to be one of Eruin's biggest regrets.
Of course, Brando will definitely not let this regret happen again this time. The reason why he gathered these young people around him was actually because he was afraid that they would die in accidents during the Ampelser war. For example, among the three
In the end, Enrok died from a stray arrow.
However, a sharp sword cannot be forged without tempering.
Brando also knows this. He can only take precautions as much as possible.
"Lord, this is not easy to handle. The Hong Kong Guards themselves are stronger than us, and they have the advantage of geographical location. If they are determined to fight with us in the street, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to deal with it." Enroque was riding a horse, with one head on his head.
His black hair was shining and he answered with a smile.
This guy is a bit like Caglis at the moment, which is completely different from his taciturn temperament in the future; he and Lorca have a good relationship, and they even called each other brother and brother. It must have been the double blow of the decline of the kingdom and Lorca's death.
Brando thought sympathetically about the changes he had made.
"That's not necessarily true." He smiled: "Have you forgotten that I was invited by Her Royal Highness the Princess to teach you today? In fact, it is very simple to defeat the Hong Kong Guards just like defeating Luo Du."
"Bragging." Muco concluded directly from the sidelines.
"Haha, that's not necessarily true," Brando laughed: "Muco, why don't we make a bet. If I can really do it, how about you help me do something?"
The gray-haired young man glanced at him: "What's the matter?"
"How about you come and be my squire?" Brando smiled maliciously in his heart. The future leader of the Iron Mask Knights came to be his squire. He still remembered the trouble this guy caused for their players back then.
.
I have to say that Brando is actually a cautious guy at heart.
Of course, as for failure? It’s a joke. That’s something he hasn’t considered.
Muco was silent for a moment. Of course he understood that the other party would not make such a bet for no reason. But young people are fearless. He finally nodded: "Did you lose?"
"I will be your adjutant."
"Muke." Freya couldn't help but remind her. The person who knew Brando the most was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find anyone else besides her.
But the gray-haired young man just glanced at her and replied: "Don't worry, Freya, I won't embarrass him too much."
"I'm afraid that you will be embarrassed..." The future Valkyrie was speechless for a while.
"Well, the contract is established." Brando said with a smile: "Come here, I will tell you how to fight this battle..."
In fact, Freya's dream soon became a reality.
Brando began to issue orders——
The next moment, the cavalry of the Wangli Knight Academy began to advance in the direction pointed by his sword blade. From a bird's-eye view, it seemed as if the huge arrows branched out with countless tentacles.
.
Almost instantly.
In the darkness, the expressions of all the generals of the White Lion Army, who were waiting to watch closely what was happening on this huge battlefield, changed.
Countless reconnaissance posts were interweaving back and forth between the front line and the rear. After the ambiguous information was gathered from many aspects, a clear picture was presented in front of everyone.
The headquarters of the White Lions was in panic.
"How do they collaborate!?"
"The other person is crazy!"
"Martha, this is impossible!"
Everyone was completely stunned.
In the direction of Chishu Square——
In fact, in front of this square is a densely packed shopping area. At this moment, Baron Rodou's defeated troops are attacking their friendly troops' positions from all directions through these alleys extending in all directions. Behind them, Wang Li
The young knights of the Knight Academy carried out their tactics meticulously - on the one hand, the young knights formed small teams to drive away the remaining soldiers, and on the other hand, they were dismantled and reorganized at any time, forming tactical groups to continuously outflank the Hong Kong Guards' position.
In just ten minutes, the junior officers of the Hong Kong Guards felt like they had experienced a long, unbearable nightmare. It had gone beyond what they had learned on all occasions. The enemy could appear at any time and in any direction they wanted.
Where they want to appear, they can attack their positions.
They established a standard defense line in full accordance with the instructions provided by the White Lions' sergeants. Before such an offensive, they were almost vulnerable.
In front of this position, the attack from the princess's side seemed to turn into real, flowing water. When the whole army moved, mercury poured down the ground.
The situation is changing completely.
"How do they maintain their chain of command!"
"Image crystal?! Impossible. On such a huge battlefield, any magical communication will interfere with each other - listen carefully! Even Buga's wizards can't do it!" The first guard of the White Lion Army
The regiment leader Foster almost shouted to his adjutant.
The adjutant looked pale and could only obey.
But perhaps it was the bitter smile on the adjutant's face that finally made Foster realize that this anger would not help change the current situation, and he couldn't help but raise his head stiffly.
Staring blankly at the huge map hanging in the center of the tent...
On the map... the Hong Kong Guard's defense line described by the bright red line seems to be so heavy, clumsy, and riddled with holes at the moment... It seems to be a silent mockery of the entire White Lion Army.
But this is an absolutely standard line of defense.
Even in the infantry drill of Cruz, that powerful empire, there is no more perfect example than this line of defense. It is heavy and clumsy, but also stable and cannot be bypassed.
It is impeccable.
Each of its defensive points is so precise, as if it has been tempered and revised for generations. It is like a slow-moving giant. Facing it, there are only two results - let it drain out the last drop of blood.
Or shed the last drop of blood yourself.
It's like a perfect meat grinder.
What is filled in is your own life, and the life of the enemy. There is no other way except a frontal breakthrough. The White Lions, Owen and Marother have carefully arranged this flesh and blood battlefield and are ready to drain Her Royal Highness here.
The last drop of blood.
But just when they were ready to throw this heavy punch, they found that their enemy turned into a piece of loose sand in front of them, and then penetrated into their bodies without any holes.
A moment.
The giant's huge body became his own worst enemy.
The solid defense line seemed to have fallen into a precarious situation in the blink of an eye, but no one even understood what happened.
They will never understand how the cadets of the Royal Academy of Knights turned the army into a mess; in all the chaos, it was a precursor to the collapse of an army, a suicide, and even Baron Rodou had personally committed suicide a quarter of an hour ago.
This is the most perfect explanation.
But in the blink of an eye, the opponent's black cavalry completely obliterated this nonsense.
They don't understand -
Just like he doesn't understand the earth-shaking and profound changes that radio in another world brought to the battlefield after World War I, Brando is using another method to make the same changes.
This is not his fault.
Players even have more sophisticated means than him to achieve all this.
But for Brando, this is enough.
The wind and rain mingled with each other, and the blond young man raised his hand high and looked at the Sylph Spider in his hand. Then he simply tied the note on it, and then let this elf-like creature disappear in the wind and rain.
He turned around and silently looked in the direction of that person. The scene was filled with heat.
No one understands better than him what this war in Ampelsel is destined to change.
This confrontation lasted no more than a quarter of an hour.
Destined to be recorded in history forever.
When Foster looked away from the map, he finally realized that he might have made a mistake. He looked at his subordinates, the young men of the White Lions, and they still looked in disbelief.
"Sir, how did they do it?" Some people are even asking.
"That's not the point." Foster interrupted them with some disappointment. He hoped that the future of the White Lions could be calmer and more sensitive: "The point now is that the Hong Kong Guards are doomed to defeat, and it is impossible to follow Luo Du's footsteps.
It’s just a moment.”
The young people were startled for a moment, and then their eyes lit up.
"Okay, it seems you all understand," Foster nodded: "According to the scheduled schedule, it is the time for the lion of the kingdom to show its claws."
Everyone is in awe.
"Send the order to Owen and ask him to return to his position."
"Franz, I want to see you and your knights appear at the predetermined place at the predetermined time, exactly."
"Conn, put on your cloak and you can get ready."
"The Lion of the Empire——"
"Unstoppable!" all the knights shouted in unison. Everyone stood at attention, then solemnly saluted the captain and turned to leave.
A young man walked into the wrong room with them.
"Master, an army is passing through Longqin Market and approaching the flank of the Hong Kong Guards."
There was silence in the tent.
Foster was slightly stunned. He turned back and looked at the huge map, "That is the area that Karen is responsible for. What flag did the other party use?"
The young man was a little embarrassed and didn't answer.
"Answer my question, soldier." Foster asked somewhat seriously.
"It's the White Lion Battle Flag...Sir."
Foster was slightly startled.
"Which part of the White Lion War Flag?" he asked quickly, almost angrily: "Who acted without my order?"
"yes……"
"What is it?"
"It's the White Lions...the Praetorian Guards Chapter." The young man replied stammering.
"The Praetorian Guards Chapter?" Foster was stunned. Does the White Lions have this designation?
...It seems that there is one, and it is the number of the 'Infantry Knights' who followed the late Lord Ek in various expeditions, but after the death of the late Lord Ek, this number has been vacant forever.
Eruin's 'Lion' tribute.
Foster's expression changed.
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(ps: I have been thinking about it for a while, and I have been looking for a feeling in the afternoon. Woohoo, I listened to countless songs. By the way, from now on I will prepare some archives for the release at the end of the month. Please remember to leave your votes.)