The fleeing knights and their attendants under the forest. To these Viero soldiers who had never seen the world, that scene was like the doomsday coming to everyone, making them feel a sense of personal belonging from the bottom of their hearts.
They were so frightened that they seemed to feel that the fearful spirit was rushing towards them. They were isolated and helpless, and they would die without a burial place in the next moment. The private soldiers were so frightened that they had no courage to resist, so they had to throw down their weapons.
He screamed and ran away, and in the blink of an eye, he completely collapsed.
The sharp claws of the fear spirit were like hooks hanging in the air, passing over the heads of these soldiers, hitting the knight on the horse, and pulling him off the horse. The knight let out a miserable cry.
With a loud crash, the intestines and spine were pulled out from the lower body. The bloody half of the body flew into the air, and then fell down. The fragments of internal organs and the smelly blood flew all over the ground. Only then did the fear spirit let out another harsh cry.
Howling, it came out of the woods again and flew high.
Count Jacques, the supreme commander of Viero's army, watched this scene with a pale face. Thirty or forty fear spirits spread their wings several meters wide and drove the broken troops of the knights from mid-air into the forest. Many knights
They were not killed by these undead at all, but were knocked to death by being knocked to the tree with their brains bursting out; or they were killed by trampling on each other, especially those attendants who were panicking. As long as they were squeezed to the ground, they would most likely end up like
It's a dead end. The scene of one or two thousand people being driven into the dense jungle like ducks is really sad and funny. If they had the courage to stop and turn around and fight, they might be able to escape unscathed, but they would have been there long ago.
I was so scared that I would rather scare myself to death than stay and fight those nightmares.
Several aristocratic commanders of the Viero army and knights of relatively noble origins watched this ridiculous scene, but no one could laugh. Count Jacques turned back and whispered an order, and many people walked out of the forest.
Priests wearing red robes and tall pointed hats came. They held holy objects in one hand and the scriptures of the Temple of Fire in the other. They walked along the knights in the linden forest while chanting something in a low voice. After a while,
A visible white glimmer rose from the Holy Scriptures in their hands, forming a halo, which gradually enveloped the entire army. Count Jacques felt as if a warm power had been injected into his heart, but that power did not bring him any.
It had no practical benefits, but it surprisingly had a soothing power that temporarily calmed him down.
This is a blessing of courage. The noble private troops stirring in the forest also seemed a little quieter in the chanting of the priest of the Temple of Fire.
"It's the aura of fear. Those screaming monsters must be higher-level undead." Jacques held the hilt of the sword and said to the others around him. Compared with his colleagues who had paler faces around him, Count Jacques had at least experienced darkness.
During the War of the Roses, he was one of the few Viero generals who had dealt with Madara. In this matter, Grand Duke Viero regarded him as a confidant. Last time, Her Royal Highness the Princess came to consult her with Brando's letter.
When his grandfather was a child, Duke Viero asked him to answer. However, he dismissed Brando's guess at that time. In his deep-rooted opinion, the things in the darkness in the east were just some stupid people. Black Rose
The advantage that Madara took in the war was purely because the kingdom did not invest too much defense in the Butchi area.
For example, in Karasu, the Highland Knights did not let Madara take advantage of them too much.
But at this moment, Count Jacques began to feel a little shaken. The Madala army in front of him was obviously different from the one he saw in Viero last year. When he led the army to fight in Viero,
Although he was frightened enough by those undead armies, he still remembered that when those swaying ribs first attacked from the woods, the peasant soldiers around him who were recruited from the countryside completely collapsed almost immediately. Fortunately, he
The knights' cronies stabilized their position, and after a rush, they discovered that Madara's skeleton was nothing more than that. The only ones who posed a slight threat to them were the corpse witches, but their combat effectiveness was roughly the same as that of the lord's knights.
Of course, the earl didn't know that it was Frostclaw's army that invaded Viero. Frostclaw himself was a ghoul, just the lowest level of Madara's dark aristocracy, probably similar to the retinue knights under him now. It was originally
The purpose of sneaking into Viero was to avoid the terrifying Highland knights and gain some advantages. His thoughts were the same as those of our Mr. Planchet, but he didn't expect to hit Jacques's gun.
They fought a head-on battle, and it was a half-baked fight. Jacques lost almost all of his infantry followers, while Frostclaw was even worse, losing a lot of corpse witches. It never recovered, and was annexed by other lords not long after.
He wouldn't even know that the ones who invaded Butchi were the elites of Madara in the Black Rose War. Instar Dragon and Tagus were both close followers of Madara's supreme being, and the one-eyed dragon Tagus was even more important.
Born into a noble family, the Vampire family was the most trusted force of His Majesty the Emperor of Madara until after the Battle of Xielin. And the current army under the Blood Staff is not as good as Instar Longatagus at the commander level.
This combination is luxurious, but after adding the dark mercenaries from the Sea of Dead Moon, its army's overall strength is actually more powerful than the army in the hands of Instar Dragon in the Black Rose War.
This strong contrast was now clearly magnified thousands of times in Count Jacques' field of vision, making his mood seem to fall from the clouds to hell. Although he was still an experienced soldier, on the surface he said something calm and composed.
"High-level creatures", but in fact he knew in his heart that he was just hearing about these things.
Count Jacques's colleagues were obviously well aware of his tricks and were not much comforted. They saw dozens of the same terrifying creatures flying out from behind the fearful spirits that drove the knights away, and they flew across the gentle hillside.
, the linden woodland on the hillside, passed several low hills, and headed straight in this direction. Although there was still quite a distance, they were still scared and panicked. The top of the mountain where they were located faced the Cherny Valley.
On the other side of the river valley opposite the left wing, there are still about a few miles away from the fleeing knights, and in a dense coniferous forest on the right, elite heavy infantry is ambushed, protecting the crossbowmen in the center.
This position was originally a very beautiful blocking position. Relying on the cavalry on the left wing, it could effectively drag Madara's undead army into the open valley of 20 miles, giving Tonigel and Lantoni
Lan people buy time.
But the problem now is that they have lost the power to involve them. After losing the cover of the cavalry, the heavy infantry and crossbowmen are now fighting for each other, not to mention that Madara still has air power. At this time, a victor
The famous swordsmen around Grand Duke Erro have already identified that those fear spirits are at least as strong as Silver, that is, they are at least fourth-level creatures. Now everyone's expressions changed. There were more than a hundred fourth-level creatures alone.
These things alone can kill all their noble infantry of less than 4,000 people here.
Count Zlin and Count Bomos immediately insisted that they should retreat. Their reason was to preserve the strength of the coalition forces. If they were wiped out before the Lantonilians, the scene that happened in the Silman Valley that day would happen again, but
If they can at least withdraw these four thousand people, or at least withdraw six of these twelve brigades, then there is still hope for the subsequent battle. The noble knights immediately echoed this statement, but Count Jacques himself
But he was sneering. He knew very well what these people were thinking. It sounded grand, but in fact they were just greedy for life and afraid of death. They originally thought that this was a guaranteed battle, so they rushed to join the battle, but once they encountered any danger, they immediately thought
Stay out of it.
Of course, Count Jacques himself also understood that he himself was not a noble person, and the ideas of these people were excusable. "But the question is, are these guys all idiots?" He couldn't help but feel angry secretly, "I thought now
Do we have the initiative? Can we withdraw if we want?"
Thinking of this, the earl couldn't help but sullen; at least compared to his colleagues, he was still a noble lord who knew how to fight. Count Jacques thrust his sword into the ground and suddenly replied coldly: "
The Duke has given us full authority to command this coalition, and we must fulfill our duties faithfully. You are your retainers, how can you retreat without a fight?"
Count Zlin was a good friend of Jacques, but he couldn't help but be shocked by his attitude. He thought that his friend was frightened crazy? He had seen the madmen of the royal party, but his friend was definitely not such a person. He
I couldn't help but look at him strangely, wondering what kind of medicine this guy was selling. Most of the other nobles had the same idea, but the way they looked at Count Jacques became more or less unkind, as if
There is an unspoken rule. In the current aristocratic circle, you can be upright and upright, but if you want to harm other people's interests or even life safety, then you are destined to be an existence that cannot be tolerated by the rules.
Today's Eruin nobles, as Brando said, have long lost the glory of the ancient times. The nobles of the former King Ek set an example and used their swords to plow a kingdom in this wild land, but their descendants
, lost that courage a long time ago and became a waste with only conspiracy and lust for power.
But at this moment, Jacques had more or less such an idea in his mind. He simply didn't understand how these guys who usually talked happily with him could be so stupid. He gave these guys a cold look and said,
He had to make his words clear and said: "What are you planning to do to retreat? Can you outrun the skeleton knight? Or can you outrun those monsters flying in the sky? You are a bunch of idiots. Our only chance to survive now is to hold on here.
Wait until the Llantonilans come to rescue us. Of course, you can try to turn around and run away, gambling on the less than one percent chance of survival, but do you have the guts?"
After Count Jacques said these words, he couldn't help but let out a long breath. For some reason, although he clearly felt that defeat was imminent, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart. He suddenly found that he was getting along with these idiots.
Compared to, at least it is the more outstanding one.
Everyone was stunned.
Although most of these noble lords hold the titles of retainers and knights of Viero, in fact most of them are just protected by their fathers. Each of them is a prominent figure in the noble circle, but unfortunately, war? Then
This kind of thing is a bit too far away for the province of Viero within the country. In their eyes, the latest war is probably the dispute between the Archduke of Viero and Jean Denel, which in Brando's view is even more complicated.
The border conflict was not even a small fight. It was as big as a village fight, and these nobles were forced to break out a few so-called 'famous generals'. Once upon a time, Count Jacques himself was one of them.
, but now he only felt blushing.
After a while, most of these nobles confirmed Count Jacques's words from their friends or subordinates, and all of them were like eggplants beaten by frost. There were also a few who were so stupid that they even asked if they could ask Marie.
Dara surrendered. Of course, everyone knows that surrender is okay, as long as you become dead. But this result is obviously unacceptable to them. In fact, this is also a disadvantage of Madara when facing the human kingdom.
, Generally speaking, in the confrontation between human countries, or even any other civilized country, surrender and redemption of nobles are very common things. When nobles are captured, they must be treated decently, and then wait for the family to offer a price to redeem them.
If you return home decently, you will be treated like a hero. This is a common common sense in noble wars.
But Madara is a country that does not accept living beings. Being defeated by Madara is basically equivalent to being killed. Therefore, in the battle with Madara, even the most timid army will not choose to surrender and will often fight to the death.
Death. And now, the choice left to Count Jacques is the same. If you don't stay and fight, you can only be killed. There is no other way.
"What if those Lantonilans don't come? They know that we have been defeated. I think it is unlikely that they will come to die." Someone among the nobles couldn't help but ask.
"Do they dare to come?" Count Bomoche replied angrily. But after saying this, he opened his mouth, but suddenly nothing happened. The people present seemed to suddenly remember that they had changed the battle plan without authorization.
Otherwise, they would not be in such a situation. Now, not only do the Lantonilians have every reason not to come, they can even scold them behind their backs for their stupidity. Of course, in the eyes of these nobles, this is definitely not because they have committed any crime.
Wrong, but because Lantonilans are so narrow-minded.
There was silence in the forest for a long moment.
Count Jacques was worried about affecting morale, so he replied: "Don't worry, there is a high chance that Count Tonigel will not come. As far as I know, he is such a narrow-minded person. But the commander of Lantoniland, Eco, I
I know the character of that guy very well. He is an idealistic knight. If he can come, he will definitely come back to save us. Of course, the premise is that you must be brave enough to persist until then, otherwise don’t blame others for it.
You collected the bodies."
With Count Jacques's explanation, and the fact that Eco had become famous after the Battle of Amperse, these Viero nobles finally breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, some people were already privately questioning Eco's character.
They praised each other, as if the knight could hear his praise more than ten miles away and came to rescue them quickly.
With potential hope, Count Jacques finally boosted the morale of this army. At this moment, they were no longer fighting for victory, but simply for survival.
Viero's army began to re-arrange defensive positions in the lime forest, and their movements were quickly transmitted to the ears of the blood staff through the fear spirit.
The dark lords of Madara have completely calmed down at this time. At least they think they have figured out the details of the unknown enemies in front of them - they are nothing more than Lantonilans or Vieros. It is definitely not the case anyway.
Highland Knights, as for Count Tonigel? I'm sorry, what is that? These dark nobles from the Sea of the Dead Moon have never heard of it. An obvious good news for them is that it seems that Lannilan
Viero's army has no idea about Madara. They are completely different from the previous Golan-Elson army, and are more similar to the Eruin army a year ago. This kind of army, no matter in the eyes of the blood staff,
, or in the eyes of these unruly dark mercenaries.
That's just a piece of garbage, not even worse than garbage.
"It seems that they still have a support army." The black-haired young man tapped on the map and replied to the blood staff: "This support army should be on our side, although I don't know how these Eruin people can get themselves out of touch.
. But they don't pose much of a threat to us. Even if this pocket is closed, their combat effectiveness alone is not worth showing off. What's more, these idiots have messed up. Now we just need to eat these idiots safely.
"
He chuckled: "They are here to send us troops."
The blood staff was also sneering. The stupidity of the Eruin people may still be a bit surprising to these dark mercenaries, but it seems to him that it is already commonplace. The combat effectiveness shown by the white-winged cavalry of the Vanmere Legion previously gave him a meal.
Shocked, that was already a bit extraordinary, but now this is their normal level. Its eyes looked at the pale map made of unknown animal leather, as if it was really overlooking this land from mid-air.
Like the land, the undead army is marching across a front that is several miles wide. Unless these humans have sealed off this area, it is impossible to surround them.
Of course, it might have been possible originally, but the other party was so stupid that it was a bit pitiful.
"First use skeletons to test their combat effectiveness." It replied coldly, setting the tone of the battle.
