The sun is like a bright sword, a beam piercing the fog. On the high ground, flowers are paved, and the river flows brightly like silver, but between the forests, rows of spears break through the fog, and the highland infantry wearing armor march forward together, invincible
Countless swallow-tail flags and spear flags came into view one by one, each with the coat of arms of the leading knight painted on it. From the lion to the pelican, to the thorns to the garland, there was no repetition.
Fenn's Column, Constantine's Column, Bray's Column, and the Northern Allied Forces are gathering. On the flowery fields of the river, spears are flying through the forest. The snow-like spear tips rise and fall slightly with the breathing of the noble infantry, weaving a few miles away.
A shiny ribbon.
Looking far away from Unker Mountain, the south seemed to have become a vast ocean, with flags floating on the ocean, and reflections of weapons flashing from time to time. Brando pursed his lips, this was the real war.
, only at this moment did he have the illusion of going back to the past.
Everyone clenched the sword in their hands, unaware that the tiger's mouth was white; the noble private soldiers even forgot to breathe, looking at the boundless army with their mouths wide open.
And behind the army, there are still several tails that are pouring in. Tens of thousands, this word only reflects its unprecedented oppressive power at this moment, and the breathing of tens of thousands of people together seems to make the wind stagnant.
The gentle breeze is subsiding on the Marl Highlands.
The air became hot and heavy, which was a sign before the storm came. On the green meadow, a knight was speeding away from the dark cloud-like main formation of the Northern Allied Forces. The knight raised his spear high and marched arrogantly in the northern position.
trot.
"Look at that, that's the talented knight of the Hong Kong Yue people (1). The earl intends to appoint him as the captain of the column. I heard that he will replace his father's position."
"Twenty-year-old column leader?"
"Because he is a genius. I heard that the Viscount fought several beautiful battles with the Donito Quinine Lions and won miraculous victories. The veterans who fought with him called him 'Wanag', do you know?"
'Wanag' is a legendary hero among the mountain people."
"veteran?"
"They are the veterans who participated in the November War. He can command them. Only he can command them. I heard that the earl intends to train him to become the next generation of regiment commander."
"That would be too outrageous."
"It's possible. There are rumors outside that Lord Viscount is a close disciple of Earth Sword Master Darus. Think about it, before Lord Sword Master became famous, didn't people also call him 'Wanag'?"
"I don't think it's possible, but I heard that Lord Darus still has descendants? Who doesn't know where he went later? Maybe the Viscount is the descendant of that Lord. After all, Lord Darus is still
I don’t want to see Eruin divided..."
The soldiers talked a lot. In the end, they could not help but stand in awe. In the era of the kingdom's restoration, Sword Master Darus left a legendary reputation in Eruin, and his final mysterious retreat added a strong color to this legend.
Pen. The common people all believe that the Earth Sword Saint is the patron saint of the kingdom and will one day wield the sword again when the kingdom is in danger.
In "Amber Sword", this statement is even widely circulated among some players. Eruin players even re-improved the military swordsmanship left by Darus for this purpose. But no one, including Brando, did not
One would think that the patron saint of the kingdom could not escape the judgment of time in the end.
And that last hope was also buried under Butchi's ashes.
Brando held the sword in his hand, feeling sad in his heart.
Viscount von Dogning raised his head high and was high-spirited. If you look closely, you will find that this rider covered in silver armor is the young man who stood next to Vitokin a few days ago, and was also in the auction house.
The knight captain who had previously clashed with Brando. He was a talented knight of the Nayoans. Even the veterans of the November War highly praised him, thinking that he might be the next Earth Sword Master.
Viscount von Dogning also believed in this.
Holding a spear in his hand, he drove a heavy ground dragon and jogged slowly around the main position of the Northern Alliance. The cloak behind him was like a golden flame. Wherever he passed, the soldiers of the Northern Alliance cheered and shouted like a landslide and tsunami.
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"Wagner! Wagner!"
"Wagner! Wagner!"
There were glistening beads of sweat on the young man's forehead. He still held his head high when he came to Earl Vitokin. The Earl nodded with satisfaction. The White Lion Army has many heroes, but the Black Blade Army does not have no successors, especially the Tenth Army.
No one else was praised by the veterans of the January War. This young man's battle with the Toquinin Lions in the north was perfect, just like the young swordmaster Darus.
Although Count Vitokin dismissed the rumors spread among the lower-class soldiers, if one day Von Daugning becomes another earth sword master, then the Black Blade Legion may not one day surpass the White Lion Legion. He has been young since he was young
Taking the spear in his hand - the commander takes the lead with the spear, this is an important belief of the Black Blade Legion, but now there is only this ceremony left - Count Vitokin asked lightly: "See the princess's position clearly
?"
"See clearly, Lord Count!"
"how?"
"So arrogant."
Three huge phalanxes were silent under the shadow of Unker Mountain. Thousands of noble private soldiers formed a long queue on the north bank of the stream. The first three rows held spears four to five meters long, each with an oval shape.
The giant shields reflected the sunlight—these strange-shaped tower shields did not resemble any of the human armies, but rather resembled the Silver Elf's field force back then—the Throat of Anse.
A dark silver barrier lay across the front of the Northern Allied Forces.
"It's the genius of the Nayoans." Brando put on a full set of knight armor for the first time and sat on the horse in the center of the square. Hearing what Count Odin said next to him, he also raised his head.
Looking at the proud knight in front of the Northern Allied Forces formation in the distance.
"The Black Blade Legion fought against the Toquining Golden-maned Lions in the north. Viscount von Daugning used no less than a quarter of his troops to deal with the enemy, penetrated into the enemy's rear, and burned the Toquining Golden-maned Lions' granary.
.Forcing the Earth Temple not to retreat temporarily, Macaro once said that this person must be Eruin's future general. Mr. Brando, you need to be careful about this person." Princess Griffin whispered behind Brando
reminded.
Brando's calm expression changed under his raised visor, and he chuckled.
What should he be careful about? The person he should be careful about is the other party. This person was killed for Freya in history, and now Eruin's Valkyrie is on this battlefield. This viscount is just afraid of bad luck.
.
Sir Wolf Overwell noticed Brando's expression and couldn't help but smile: "What? It seems that Mr. Brando has an old relationship with this person?"
Brando nodded.
Not only is he old, this man also owes him a duel.
"Princess Griffin actually didn't let the sergeants form the core of the central position."
The old knight Laird took the monocular away from his eyes, and the corners of his eyes covered with crow's feet moved slightly as his brows gradually furrowed, "Which army is that?"
"Look at the flag, it's Odin's private army."
"That's so arrogant." Marquis Balta also sighed, "It seems that the consecutive victories have made Her Royal Highness underestimate the enemy. I'm afraid this battle will have to be won in one fight."
These words are exactly what most of the front-line noble commanders present are thinking - the victory will be determined in one battle; it seems that Lady Martha still belongs to the north. Although the Sifah royal family has been deprived of its glory, the Korcova family
So why not? Count Vitokin couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling glad that he was not on the wrong team.
Definitely a win.
On the battlefield——
The left and right wings of the princess's army extended back to Unker Mountain, leaving behind the two hills of Machenko Mountain and Vileko Mountain in the south. A huge battlefield zone was formed with the center as the backbone.
The main position becomes the center and protrusion of the entire battlefield. Her Royal Highness intends to use this central axis to mobilize the balance of power on the entire battlefield.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "What a great courage, such a big hand."
Unfortunately.
"But once the central axis is defeated, the princess's army will lose its support," Viscount von Doggning pointed to the shadow of Unker Mountain in the north and analyzed with great energy: "The entire battlefield will be divided by our side, and they will have to
If each fights alone, he will be defeated in an instant."
"How could Overwell make such a mistake? He is a lone wolf in the kingdom!" a noble officer asked loudly.
"Because he wants to pursue stronger initiative. This is the character of that lone wolf. He is patient and lurking, and can kill with one strike!" the Viscount replied confidently.
"Where are Naga and the cadets from the Royal Knights Academy?"
"Must be on the left and right wings!" Viscount von Dogning replied word for word.
Everyone understood clearly. Count Vitorkin raised his head and stared at the shadow of Unker Mountain for a long time. After a while, his eyes fell on the young man on the dragon's back: "Viscount von Dogning, how dare you do this?"
New King Pioneer?”
Viscount von Dogning was filled with ecstasy. He understood that this was his best chance to become famous in one battle and go down in history. He immediately raised his head high and said, "Of course."
The messengers were passing back and forth, and the orders of the nobles were intertwined and sounded in the fields. The flags of the Northern Allied Forces were being passed back and forth, and then the army began to move slowly.
Everyone held their breath, and Brando suddenly felt a chill on his forehead.
got windy.
"Spear!"
"Go forward, stay in line!" The first to move was the Bray column from Bersace (1). The Bray infantry only wore breastplates, held halberds, wore wide-brimmed helmets, and wore loose breeches, and then below the knees
The infantrymen were tightly disciplined and wore uniform blue and white uniforms. Looking from above, it looked like a blue and white ribbon on the meadow that was slowly separating from the Northern Allied Forces.
Viscount von Daugning was riding on the huge ground dragon, and led his rangers to follow the infantry to press the formation. Looking around, two thin columns of infantry stretched across the entire valley, with blue and white formations along the
The undulating terrain is looming, and there are hundreds or even thousands of flags flying.
Although he knew that this wave of attacks was just a test, it still made people feel excited. This was the real battle, and how many people could see it with their own eyes? Let alone participate in it personally. What's more, he knew that this battle would be
The battle that made him famous.
From then on, von Daugning was another name that shined in the history of Eruin.
He raised the spear in his hand and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I will take the lead with the spear, and you must win from me! Long live Eruin! Long live the king!" The sound shook the fields, and the northern coalition forces responded in unison.
A cheer of landslide and tsunami.
The rolling roar was like water ripples, causing ripples among the noble private soldiers under Count Odin. The private soldiers clenched the spears in their hands one by one, sweating like a spring without even realizing it. Count Odin looked at himself
The nervous subordinates couldn't help but sigh. This plan was too bold. How could his subordinates be competent?
He looked back at Brando.
There was no trace of worry on Brando's face. He was listening to Her Royal Highness the Princess on the side with a calm expression. "I once heard Mr. Overwell talk about Mr. Brando's heroic behavior at Lidenberg that day, but I don't know what it was like."
What was the scene like when Mr. Brando launched the charge?" Princess Griffin looked at the northern army with a normal expression.
At that time.
Brando smiled and said, "I didn't think too much about it, but people have to survive. It's the same for nobles, and it's the same for civilians. There is no difference in the face of life."
"Is this what Mr. Brando wants to warn me?" Her Royal Highness the Princess asked keenly.
"No, it's just an idea."
Princess Griffin glanced at him.
Brando was counting silently in his heart. He suddenly turned around and asked, "Antitina, how long will it take?"
"Less than ten meters, Lord."
The staff lady yawned behind him and replied softly with red eyes.
The well-dressed infantry brigade of the Burei people were slowly advancing along the river valley in a row. To them, the position of the princess army on the north bank where the stream met was still a gray line that could not be seen clearly. No one would have thought that they would
What kind of attack was there at this time?
The priests of the Temple of Fire who accompanied the army began to sing prayers, and the hymns echoed over the wilderness and forest. From time to time, golden light fell from the sky, blessing the infantry.
This is a fire protection spell, a large-area blessing that adds 1 point of protection and 1 point of fire damage to the recipient. However, the protection added by this spell conflicts with armor, so the lighter the armor, the better the benefits.
It is also more complete and complements the Bray infantry.
But this is the time.
Everyone on the entire battlefield saw a sudden flash of light coming from the Bu Le infantry formation. Several Bu Le infantrymen were immediately thrown high into the sky, and their bodies fell like puppets on the grass full of flowers.
Then a muffled thunderous explosion spread throughout Kawano——