The final counterattack plan was quickly adopted——
Freya didn't know how Senior Sister Nymesis and Balta persuaded those nobles. Perhaps Chief Priest Wood really thought this was an opportunity. In any case, she was able to temporarily hold back the retreat of the army.
This is the last chance.
In the next twenty minutes, it will be decided whether the human coalition can fight for the power to confront the devil for the next hour. It sounds incredible, but here today, the hope of the Eruin people is nothing more.
There was a refreshing coldness in the heavy rain, as if it was against a steel blade.
The Marquis of Balta divided the garrison of the Brunoan Acropolis into two, merged the main force of the White Lion Army into the cadets of the Royal Knights Academy, and then handed over this army to Nymesis's personal command.
This is something that would never happen in Eruin in the past. The nobles will never give up the army and power in their hands. Their greed makes them stick to what they have in their hands like cold ghosts.
But when Balta handed over command, the legion commander said to the female knight: "I hand over the White Lion Legion to you, lady."
This simple sentence moved the female knight's cold face. She thought for a moment before taking over the White Lion's battle flag without saying a word.
It was raining heavily. Whether it was those who stayed behind or those who were about to rush to the front line, the future was equally dim for them, but such dangers were not worth mentioning.
The password sounded for a long time, and the city gate slowly opened.
The battlefield of blood and fire seemed particularly real and close to Freya at that moment. The bright flames streaking through the night seemed to bring the battlefield closer, and the tremors caused by the explosions swept through the entire area from time to time. She saw it with her own eyes.
The city gate was creaking and shaking.
The figure of Senior Sister Nymesis riding a war horse was not far ahead, just one step ahead of her. There were several familiar faces in the team beside her, including Owen, Beth and Carlo, the three heroes of Eruin in the future.
Enrok, the older Caglis leads his White Lion Guard.
The gray team filed out, and the demons soon discovered the movements of the humans. An army of hell hounds appeared on the battlefield. But Freya looked far away, and there were traces of wild demons in the sky. The demons were more like
They were coming towards the Bunoan Acropolis. As expected, they wanted to take advantage of the human division of troops to conquer this extended point on the battlefield in one fell swoop.
Everyone held their breath.
Nymesis stopped her horses for the last time before ordering the army to set off. The cold female knight took one last look at the Bunoan Acropolis. A flag on the low wall of the acropolis was so conspicuous in the heavy rain.
The crescent moon of Eruin above seems to have just risen.
The expression on her usually indifferent face couldn't help but soften.
"Senior?" Freya noticed the abnormality of the female knight.
Nymesis glanced at her and did not correct her title: "Freya, someone is demonstrating against us."
"Why?"
"Let someone raise the White Lion's battle flag, and I'll let him see it. Seven hundred years ago, the White Lion Army defeated the last Cruz army here with the help of the mountain people. Seven hundred years later today.
We can do it too.”
Nymesis replied coldly.
When Marquis Balta saw the familiar flag unfurling in the rain, even though he had served in the army for nearly fifty years, his eyes still felt a little hot. He suddenly remembered that for the first time under this flag, the old
The scene where the legion commander personally taught him the glory of the white lion.
The past glory is so dim at this moment, but it still shines slightly.
Like sparks bursting out from the remaining warmth beneath the ashes.
The Marquis stood in the rain and thought a lot at that moment.
The first time he put on the white lion's armor, the first knight's duel, the first time on horseback, the first time he breathed the cold and choking air on the battlefield into his lungs. And all kinds of things that followed.
Conspiracy and struggle, but every subsequent victory cannot compare with the pure pleasure of defeating the enemy on the battlefield for the first time.
For the first time in nearly two centuries, the White Lions were honored not because of victory but because of guarding something, as if returning to the original purpose of its establishment.
He smelled the smell of blood and earthy smell in the wind on the battlefield in front of Bunoan, as if he had returned to that magnificent battlefield, facing the army of the Wind Queen Temple.
At that time, Master Sword Master was still there, Master Reard was still commanding the White Lion Army, and he was just a little knight.
But everything has changed.
Whether it was the flags flying on the battlefield, the coats of arms of the knights, or the faces around him, everything had become different.
"Lord Legion Commander, the demons have begun to attack."
"You don't need to report this kind of thing to me, I can see it."
Baltar replied, the demons in the wilderness are like a red tide, and they are densely packed with ugly creatures. After the last attack, the Bunoan Acropolis had a few minutes to breathe, but now the demons have discovered the human plan.
Be prepared to take this opportunity to remove the sharp thorn that has pierced their throats in one fell swoop.
After the division of troops, the strength of the guard city has become weaker. However, the soldiers selected to stay behind have no complaints. Most of them are the older and more experienced group of the White Lions. These people have a generous heart to die in the city.
The heads gathered together, and the silver-gray armor formed a thin human wall.
"The slave soldiers who discovered the caveman are expected to enter the shooting range in one minute."
"Pay attention to the wild demons in the air. Lift off the rainproof cloth on the ballista——"
"The city head is in place and the gap is blocked."
The passwords were passed down one after another, and the ordering soldiers roared at the top of their lungs, as if they were trying to shout out the last bit of courage with all their strength.
…
A wave of arrows passed over Freya's head, causing her and everyone around her to shrink their necks.
There is a road for carriage traffic from the Acropolis of Bunoa to Medao, but that road has long been destroyed by the devil's spell. The soldiers had to move along the bed of a stream and cross a stone bridge.
After reaching the bottom, the wall of Medao Village came into view.
Behind you can see traces of cave lizard shooters - they are underground creatures that look a bit like lizardmen on the surface. However, they have brown skin and pale eyes, and are better suited to fighting in the dark. But
There were more little devils, and from this distance Freya could see their disgusting red skin.
"Knight Commander, there is a group of hellhounds behind us." Someone shouted in the wind and rain.
"Don't worry about them. Tell me if the flag is still there?"
Someone turned back to look in the direction of the Bunoan Acropolis and said, "Knight Commander, the flag is still there!"
"That's good. Keep going."
Another wave of arrows hit, and the row of White Lion soldiers in front fell down. Then three ballistae roared through the crowd, one of which flew past Freya and hit behind her.
Beth. The straightforward girl screamed and was dragged off the horse, disappearing into the darkness in an instant.
"Bess!" Freya screamed miserably.
But Nymesis shouted coldly: "Leave her alone, any one of us may die here. Keep moving forward with the will of the dead, everyone. Don't look back."
The white lion's battle flag is crossing the entire battlefield.
…
Marquis Balta was covered in blood and watched the holy white lion getting smaller and smaller in the rainy night. An old man from the White Lions once told him that the white lion had its own soul.
Jun Ek promised to transform into a heroic spirit to protect the White Lion Legion. Therefore, the soul of the Legion rests on this lion.
Of course, this is just a legend.
Marquis Balta never believed such absurd rumors, but he had to admit that such a soul did indeed exist in the White Lions. But it was not placed on the lions, but on everyone in this army.
On the body.
The cavemen had been repulsed, leaving a pile of corpses among the ruins. They were originally cannon fodder, but unfortunately, many members of the White Lion Army were buried forever in this wave of attacks.
The soldiers on the top of the city watched the cavemen pour over the ruins like ebbing water, but many huge figures emerged behind them - hellhounds and wild demons appeared on the battlefield.
The second wave of attacks is coming in an instant——
"Beware of the sky."
"Martha, this is really endless." Someone looked at the ugly creatures in the darkness and muttered to themselves, "Do you think the nobles behind will come up to support us?"
"You are daydreaming."
There was a burst of deep laughter on the top of the city. Amidst this laughter, Marquis Balta wiped his face, turned around and asked: "Where are you over there?"
"It seems that we have arrived at the planned attack location, sir."
Ten minutes left. Balta nodded.
What answer can be given in ten minutes?
I'm afraid no one on the entire battlefield could tell clearly. Hundreds of cave lizard shooters were skillfully shooting on the temporary wall built in Medao Village. An orange-red light shield shrouded their heads, providing both magical protection and
Prevent the longbow from getting damp due to rain.
To be honest, this seems a bit redundant to Nymesis - they have no long-range strike capability at all. Humanity has run out of ammunition and food, and its high-level combat power has been lost. Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles and that guy's men
The powerful vampire lured the demon king away from the battlefield. However, there were fewer and fewer Templars of the Templar of Fire left.
Master Lee Woods restricted the demon's air force in the sky, but his ability to delay has been significantly weakened. More and more wild demons have been liberated and joined the battlefield.
Nymesis took out her pocket watch and took a look.
The siege ladder has been set up.
The soldiers of the White Lion Army in silver-gray armor took the lead in launching the attack. They climbed up the siege ladder one after another and attacked the temporary wall. However, the previous attack had been blocked twice. There were tauren behind the city head. And there were still a lot of them.
Many human soldiers are just sending themselves to death.
She quickly realized this.
Time was running out. When the soldiers of the White Lion Army were blocked and retreated for the third time, Nymesis drew her sword. She looked back and saw that Eruin's flag was still on the Bunoan Acropolis.
On top of the city.
But perhaps only Lady Martha knows how long it can last.
"Freya, come with me. This time I will personally lead the charge. If we fail, we will die on the way to the attack."
"Lord Knight..."
"We've run out of time."
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(ps: ==, I fell asleep on the table while typing yesterday, and I am making up for it today. I was wrong. There are two chapters in total, and there is another chapter at the end.) (To be continued)
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