The Acropolis of Brunoan is like a solitary guard standing on an isolated land, its edges outlined by lightning falling from the clouds.
The veteran looked down at the battlefield that was coming to an end. In all directions, the human armies were retreating from the plains like a tide. The soldiers who were unable to move could only wait for death in the piles of corpses. The red fireworks in the sky were like
It's the corner of their eyes.
In the expanded and narrow field of vision, the sky and the earth are arc-shaped, and the entire battlefield is a crisscross of ruins. Broken weapons, armor, tattered flags and the corpses of guards overlap together to form a strange formation.
apocalyptic scene.
Even the clouds turned scarlet, and the lightning was like a thorn coiled around it, occasionally lighting up the world. It presented its most real and terrifying side to the eyes of the human coalition.
From the vicinity of Medao Village to the edge of the forest, there are fleeing defenders everywhere. The crowds of heads against the gray background are, on the one hand, the most realistic portrayal of the omen of defeat at this moment on the battlefield, or the despair at the last moment.
The female knight stood behind a virgin wall and observed the situation outside through the gaps in the battlements. The demon's offensive seemed to be launched from the horizon. The red fireball flew across the entire battlefield with a long tail flame, illuminating those on the battlefield.
The ugly creature also illuminated her eyes.
She pressed one hand on the dark city wall, which was covered with cracks and bloodstains spreading in the water. The corpses of the cadets from the Royal Knights Academy were neatly placed in a row, as if to maintain their maximum
Decent, but no matter what, all that's left is a lifeless body.
No one has ever experienced such a terrible war. Whether the people on the battlefield are the sons of farmers, the sons of craftsmen, the descendants of nobles, or knights and missionaries of extraordinary origins, they complete their relationship for the first time in the face of death.
Equality, no difference.
Freya even heard someone sobbing softly. They were civilians hiding in the basement below the castle, including women and children. All the men who could go into battle took up arms. But unfortunately, strong determination could not
Change the situation of the battle, and anyone can smell the meaning of failure in the cold air.
The building will collapse.
The female knight clenched her fists with a creak. The metal gauntlets were deformed. She only had one name in her heart. She firmly believed that he would eventually lead everyone to find a way out of the desperate situation. When the refugees fled from Lidenburg,
We all lost hope. But he also promised them a miracle.
Brando was so confident at that time that everyone was impressed, including her.
"Can't you hold on a little longer?"
"But... Your Highness the Princess and the others are still in front, aren't they?"
Beth's voice came from behind. The girl shouted almost with some grief and indignation. The Royal Knights paid a heavy price, and everyone who is buried here is a familiar face from the past. They can accept the sacrifice, but they cannot accept the previous one.
All efforts are meaningless.
Compared to this, they would rather die fighting here.
No need to taste this suffocating despair.
Her Royal Highness the Princess died, and Eruin also reached the edge of destruction. Everyone felt the feeling of despair and helplessness in their hearts, as if their hopes and ideals in life had just been established, and they had to face the shattered reality.
Already.
It was a feeling of disillusionment.
The tears on Beth's face were clear evidence of this. She almost shouted to her commander, Nymesis, as if to tell the female knight to wake up. Her Royal Highness the Princess was still in front, didn't she notice it?
?
The female knight's face was pale and she turned away, as if she had been in pain from a stabbing. Next to her stood the commander of the White Lions, Marquis Balta. This gentleman was covered in blood. It was as if he had just come back from hell.
On the entire battlefield, the Bunoan Acropolis has formed a long and narrow protrusion. Like a sharp blade, the two armies guarding this place are undoubtedly the most dazzling presence on the battlefield today. The cadets of Wangli Knight Academy,
The young men from Tonigar are determined and honorable, and the White Lions stick to their glory as soldiers.
The two most glorious armies in Eruin's history are fighting side by side here today.
"This is not gambling, Beth." Marquis Balta's face was stiff, "We are not gamblers either. We have made our last attempt, but we cannot throw all our chips at the table."
"Do you use Her Royal Highness as a bargaining chip?" The red-haired girl's eyes widened in disbelief. She stared at the Marquis with hatred. If it weren't for them, why would the kingdom be like this?
"Bess, watch your words and deeds." Nymesis couldn't stand it and scolded her.
"Senior Sister Nimesis, but Her Royal Highness is still in front."
"Call me Knight Commander and Soldier. That was Her Royal Highness's choice, but her original intention was not to let the kingdom be buried with her. This is also her order." Nymesis replied coldly, as if without any emotion: "
The last time has passed, and I must carry out the orders of Her Royal Highness the Princess meticulously."
Beth shivered and lowered her head.
Nymesis raised her head and looked at the figure of the female knight on the city wall. In her impression, the future Valkyrie of Eruin was gentle and even a little cowardly, no different from a girl from the countryside, but until
Today, she suddenly found that she couldn't see the other person clearly.
"Freya?"
"We still have a chance, Lord Knight. If we counterattack Medao Village and cut off the demons' retreat, then maybe we can delay the time for a while, right?" Freya's eyes passed over the entire battlefield, including those famous battles in history.
One by one came to her mind.
Only at this moment, at this moment, she was no longer the naive girl, but the Valkyrie of Eruin. Her thoughts were clearer than ever before, as if she was recalling the days in the Royal Knights Academy.
When everyone was resting, she was the only one who was practicing swordsmanship, just to catch up with the progress of others. When everyone was sleeping, she was the only one reading the famous tactical battle cases in history, just to catch up with the progress of others.
It's just an ideal that Brando promised her
The girl is not smart, let alone a genius, but she still has the firmest belief in her heart. She is willing to give up everything just for Buqi and this land she loves deeply.
Such an ideal is so simple but cannot be blasphemed.
She turned back to look at Nymesis, as if to gain hope from the eyes of her senior sister. The protruding Bunoan Acropolis was like a sharp blade, and the terrain was steep and windy, as if everything here could be destroyed at any time.
However, this is not the case for demons that cannot be conquered for a long time. The protrusions are often just relative terms. They also form an extended battlefield like a blade close to the Brunoan Acropolis.
This is their only chance.
When everyone thought that the situation was over, the girl stubbornly found out this point - it was theoretically possible, but the actual possibility of success was slim. This was a clumsy method, and everyone understood this.
But Nemesis knew.
Regardless of whether this plan can succeed, it can at least convince Wood and the northern nobles to delay their retreat. This is like the difference between failure and a glimmer of opportunity. It is actually meaningless in itself, but for a drowning person
Saying it has a different meaning.
She and the Marquis looked at each other, each seeing the other's intentions in the other's eyes. An extremely bold plan, especially for the enemy, rather than for one's own people.
Both of them fell silent and looked at Freya seriously.
"Do you know what you are talking about, Freya?" Nymesis asked calmly.
Freya nodded.
Nymesis looked at her strangely, as if she wanted to find out what gave her such confidence and allowed her to mature quickly. In fact, war is often a gamble, and the more stubborn people are, the more cautious they are.
Victory, and now the girl already has such potential.
"Do you understand the consequences? If the coalition forces are completely destroyed here, what will be waiting for this kingdom. Do you really understand the consequences of doing this?"
Marquis Balta also stared at Freya.
The girl from Butchi was slightly startled, as if she was in a trance. But in the end, she nodded firmly.
Nymesis sighed and glanced at Beth. The red-haired girl listened to the conversation between the three of them inexplicably, but a smile finally appeared on the face of the black-haired female knight: "I understand.
, I approved the plan, and I am fully responsible for the success or failure of the entire plan."
Freya let out a soft "Ah", and she stared at the cold Nimesis - the aura that had just become a little wise suddenly fell apart, and she turned back to the dull girl from the countryside of Butchi.
girl.
"Didn't you hear? Why don't you hurry up and get ready?" Nymesis frowned and asked impatiently.
"Cocoa..." Freya felt that she must have heard wrong, and she asked in disbelief.
"Do you want to be responsible for this?" Nymesis couldn't help but feel a little funny, "Soldier, you don't have that power yet. Who do you think you are? Will Chief Priest Wood listen to you?"
"But... Lord Marquis?" She couldn't help but look at Marquis Balta beside her.
The current commander of the White Lion Army did not answer. He just reached out and wiped his blood-stained forehead and shook his head. "Do you think you are the only one who is unwilling, little girl?"
"Thank you for giving me this opportunity."
He stared at the sky, with the red flames reflected in his eyes, and murmured. At that moment, Marquis Balta seemed to see the flag, and he smiled slightly.
Eruin may not only need to exist.
There is something more important.
It is also worthy of people's protection.
For White Lion, there are some choices, but in the end they are still wrong——
…(To be continued)!~!
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