Fatan Port seems to have never thought of deploying defenses above the sea. At this moment, the entire Fatan Port Bay and several miles of offshore seashore are covered with solid ice. The undead can completely spread out its army on this frozen sea.
There is absolutely nothing human beings can do to stop this.?
Because there are not enough troops——
Almost all the aristocratic officers on the city wall changed their expressions. Once the undead spread out tens of thousands of troops on the sea, what would they use to resist? There were less than two thousand harbor guards in Fatan Port, plus more numbers.
The White Lion Guard of the Eruin?
Fortunately, they were not frightened because the eldest son of the emperor was still in the city. The nobles turned to Delphine and suggested: "Miss Delphine, please bring back the troops outside the city. We can only fight with them in the streets."
!”
Street fighting? Delphine slowly shook her head. In the darkness, her firm gaze seemed to be able to pass through the entire battlefield. The cold rain hit the uninjured half of her face, and her smooth face was faintly pale. Prime Minister
Qian Jin replied categorically: "It's not yet time, Miss Oni, you take the others down to the city wall first. Baron Ludwig, you can go down first too."
Enid stood in the rain: "Miss Delphine, aren't you with us?"
"No," Delphine replied: "I said, it's not yet time, Count Alkans, you also stay. I heard that you have experienced the Holy War, and this current situation must not be considered a problem for you.
What."
Count Alkans was slightly startled. These words seemed to arouse infinite pride in his heart. He recalled his decades of military service. Compared with it, it was nothing at the moment. "Okay, I'll stay.
," he responded, then turned back to Baron Ludwig and said: "Mr. Baron, you go down first, then the city wall will not be so safe."
"What?" Baron Ludwig said very dissatisfied: "Do I look like someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"Lord Baron, there is no need to be stubborn."
Seeing that Count Olkons's attitude did not seem to be hypocritical, the elderly Lord of Port Fatan seemed to be a little more relaxed. After all, he was no better than a young man. He had been soaked in the rain here for a while. He felt a little unable to hold on, so he
He nodded and followed the others down the city wall.
A young priest passed by the people walking down the city wall, and hurriedly came to Count Alkans: "Two adults, the rituals and magical weapons are ready, but the solar eclipse will affect the Golden Flame.
The power greatly reduces the power of the holy magic. Bishop Jolfo asked if we should postpone the ritual magic?"
Jolfo has been promoted by the line of fire to the bishop of the diocese of East Metz. As for the original bishop, he was based in Fordham, and that place is currently under the control of the Silver Queen.
"What did Ms. Sidney say?" Delphine had already asked.
"Lady Sidney said she believed Lord Tonigall."
"Then my answer is - me too."
Delphine replied, raising her head in the rain and looking silently at the top of the sea cliff.
Rain and snow were falling, and the exposed rocks were quickly covered with ice and snow. Doors of light were slowly opening in the void, and figures wearing holy robes and holding scepters were stepping out of them.
The priests came to the edge of the cliff one after another. The ice wind stirred the hems of their holy robes, and they slowly raised the scepters in their hands. A ray of golden light seemed to break through the clouds, pierce the darkness, and descend from the sky.
Like an echo, it is reflected on the scepter, and countless scepters shine in the darkness. They are connected into one piece.
In the center of this golden light, Sidney was looking down at the entire battlefield. The fierce battle under the sea cliff was reflected in her white-gold eyes. With a solemn expression, she slowly reached out and touched the void below.
The attack of the undead was blocked again. The Eruin people were not defenseless on the ice. The skeleton army encountered the stone puppets presented to Brando by the Buga people. Although the number was not large, it left a huge impact on the city wall.
A strong sense of vigilance arose in Sok's heart: Why haven't the Bugas dispatched their fleet yet? He raised his head and looked in the direction of the port. The direction of the airport of Fatan Port was dark, and the solar eclipse brought about the movement of the undead army.
Convenience comes, but things in this world are often not perfect.
At this time, a scout knight finally arrived at the Sea Cliff Fortress from the rear. This young man brought Sok the decision of the White Army behind:
"Knight Captain Sok, in a quarter of an hour, regardless of whether the Buga fleet appears or not, the White Army will launch an attack on time."
"Why? Don't you have to wait any longer? But my target is the Buga fleet!" Suok became more and more surprised.
"Sir Sir, I think we have wasted too much time. The Buga people may have seen through this. We must force them to show up." The young man sent a message.
Suok nodded helplessly. In that case, the effect of a sneak attack would not be achieved, but the current battle in Port Fatan has indeed made him wary. He also agreed with the commander of the White Legion Griffin Legion, Airi.
Sir Xi's opinion. The previous counterattack by the human magician group in Fatan Port was very decisive, which directly caused the undead army to lose the ability to provide long-range magic support. That scene suddenly aroused his previous suspicions. This may indicate that the other party has
prepared.
But in this case, why did the other side abandon the defense of Haiya Fortress?
A faint uneasiness lingered in his heart, but at this moment, the undead army had completely spread out on the ice, entangled with the stone puppets in Fatan Port. Between the sea cliff fortress and the outer city wall of Fatan, the two sides were on the frontal battlefield.
The killing was so inextricable that it was impossible to retreat.
At this time, all you can do is continue to attack.
Until the winner is determined.
And it was at this time that a sudden sound of thunderous sounds sounded, and the sound was like a giant beast under the earth that was breaking out of the ground, and the entire battlefield was sounded.
in human ears.
"What is that sound!"
"Oh my god, look at the sea!"
Suok was standing on the southern wall of the Sea Cliff Fortress. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked toward the bay of Fatan Port as if he had seen a ghost.
…
In the sacred and solemn hall, an angel seemed to hang on the dark and deep vault, silently watching everyone below, making the hall silent. After the choir sang hymns for a while, they went to the back to rest.
, many citizens were praying silently on their chairs, and the sound of fighting in the direction of the port reached here, which was a bit ethereal, as if it was something happening in another world.
The face on the door of Fusha Temple looked at the unhappy Haruze not far away: "Hey, little guy. You don't look happy?"
The little prince raised his head listlessly and glanced at it - its name is Jolfo, the same name as the host of this temple - this is what it said: "I also want to fight, but they always look down on me.
Jolfo, am I particularly useless?"
"No, I don't think so. That's because you are the crown prince. You know, status is always very important to human beings. Even doors have high and low status, just like me, I am the door of the temple.
It is much more precious than those shabby and dilapidated civilian doors, and I don’t think those monks would let me be damaged so easily."
"But it's not like that. Prince Lenaret has the experience of leading the way. My teacher often taught me that as the future king of Eruin, I must protect my people from harm, but everyone is doing it for Eruin.
I am fighting for Lu Yin's future, but I can only stay here, and I don't understand why!" Haruze said loudly.
"Well, let me think about it," Jolfo said with a thoughtful look on his face: "Maybe that's the case. Maybe you would like to hear my story."
After hearing the story, the little prince became slightly interested and looked curiously at the faces on the temple gate.
"You know, when I was little..."
"Wait a minute, why is the door so small?" Haruze asked doubtfully.
"Don't interrupt. Because I wasn't a door at that time, I was a teak, to be precise, a sapling. I hadn't been entrusted with important tasks at that time..." In fact, Jolfo was not really upset because of being interrupted.
Angry, in fact, it was just the opposite. Haruze's seriousness made it very useful. It talked eloquently and spent more than ten minutes telling the story of a teak tree from growing to felling and finally being made into the door of the Fusha Temple.
A high-level experience, this lengthy experience was full of meaningless nonsense and conjectures, but Haruze listened very attentively.
Finally, it concluded: "In short, what I want to say is that gold will shine wherever it is. Just like when I was still hanging around with those mediocre guys in the mountains and forests, I already understood it deeply.
Because of this, we have achieved what we have today, do you understand, little one?"
"Jolfo, thank you, I understand what you mean!" Haruze did not question the fact that the latter's so-called achievement was actually the door of the temple, and said excitedly: "You mean
Said, when I grow up, I will become a real man!"
"Uh..." Jolfo was stunned for a moment: "Well, it's not impossible to understand that. All in all, it's helpful to you, little guy."
"Thank you so much!" Haruze was very excited: "Yolfo, you have helped me a lot!"
"Um...wait, what do you want to do?"
Haruze turned around, his beautiful silver-gray eyes sparkling:
"I want to grow up immediately!"
A quarter of an hour later——
A graceful figure sneaked out from the back door of the temple. This was undoubtedly a beautiful half-elf girl with a slender neck and picturesque eyebrows. She wore a somewhat old monk's robe, and her silver hair was spread behind her head.
, casually tied a long ponytail, and pointed ears were exposed under the ends of the hair. Her face was red, her expression was a little nervous, and her temperament was weak, as if she would fall down if the wind blew. As soon as the girl ran out of the church, she was
The soldiers of the White Lion Guard who were guarding outside caught her red-handed. When the young people from Tonigel saw this girl, they almost jumped up in shock:
"Your Highness...Princess!?"
"No...I'm not!" Haruze was stunned, then he understood something, his face turned slightly red, and he quickly waved his hands at a loss and said, "I'm not the princess!"
He never dreamed that the accelerated growth spell classified as transformation magic would not only make him grow up quickly, but also his hair would become longer and his original clothes would be torn. He finally found such a piece.
A monk's robe, but the only flaw is - this is the current situation.
"No? Your Highness the Princess?" The soldiers looked at Haruze suspiciously. In their opinion, the person in front of them was clearly the eldest princess of Eruin—Griffin.
"No, I, I mean..." Haruze saw the soldiers becoming a little suspicious, and secretly felt something bad in his heart. He quickly changed his words: "I... By the way, I am the sister of Her Royal Highness the Princess.
.My name is...by the way, Fu...Fusha! I, I am secretly following the mission this time!"
Princess Fusha? Her Royal Highness Princess Griffith also has a sister? The young people of the White Lion Guard were suddenly at a loss. Most of them were actually just Tony Geer and Mintai before joining Brando's subordinates.
Young people in the countryside, or at most the children of minor nobles, although they know Princess Griffiin and Prince Haruze, they really don’t know much about who are the members of the royal family. Not to mention Haruze’s current appearance.
It's hard not to believe that he and his sister are exactly the same.
After a moment of weighing, the soldiers confirmed the authenticity of the 'Her Royal Highness' in front of them. Apart from anything else, the temperament of a royal member cannot be faked.
"Her Royal Highness Princess Fusha," they quickly asked respectfully, "What are your orders?"
"Command, command," Haruze breathed a sigh of relief. Although the current development of the situation was a bit beyond his expectation, it was still developing in a good direction. He quickly replied: "Take me to the front line quickly!"
"Go to the front line?" The soldiers looked at each other: "Your Highness, shall we ask the lord for his opinion?"
"No, don't bother the teacher," Haruze was startled and shook his head quickly: "This...this..."
The soldiers of the White Lion Guard were staring at the sweating and panicked little princess with confusion, but suddenly, a loud rumbling sound spread throughout Port Fatan.
Including Haruze, everyone's attention was attracted immediately. They turned their heads and looked at the direction of the loud noise in confusion. The sound was like rolling thunder. It was continuous and accompanied by clicks.
There was a cracking sound, like a giant beast bursting out of the ground, and the entire earth trembled in an instant.
"What's going on? What's this sound?" someone in the crowd asked in surprise.
"It seems to be coming from the port!"
"Ah -" Haruze suddenly let out a low cry. He looked to the east of Fatan Port in shock - in the direction of the sublime inland sea.
A dazzling light is rising from the darkness.
…
Suok stared dumbfounded at the scene that was happening in front of him. The eternal darkness was receding, and a dazzling red sun was rising from the sea level. The storm on the outer sea seemed to subside in an instant, and the sunlight was like a ray of light.
The sword pierced the dark clouds. The lightning and illusions under the clouds disappeared, and the darkness was fading from the entire land. But offshore, the thick ice was melting and cracking, and terrifying cracks appeared on the ice, as if
The eternal ice broke from it, rising and falling, and the undead army above faced annihilation almost instantly.
Everyone witnessed this scene with their own eyes. Tens of thousands of undead were swallowed up by the broken ice. The sea water and broken ice surged, and then nothing was left.
How could this happen? Suoke was at a loss. Didn't the plan say that the eternal night would last for three days? He imagined all the scenarios in his mind, including the failure of the sneak attack or a large-scale invasion by the Bugas, but there was no one like this.
, he couldn't figure out why the Madara people wanted to trick him, and also brought the White Army into the water.
Suddenly, a strong sense of warning arose in his heart, and he subconsciously raised his head. With the nascent morning light, he was horrified to find that the direction of Port Fatan was completely empty, and there was no shadow of any fleet in the sky.
Having been fooled, Suoke felt ice-cold in his heart.
"Retreat!" There was only one thought in his mind at this moment, and he couldn't help roaring to all the undead in the Sea Cliff Fortress: "Retreat quickly!"
But unfortunately, it's still a little late.
On the sea cliff, Sidney's white-gold eyes reflected the brilliance of the morning sun, as if burning a raging flame——
"The Great Advent Technique, the Holy Judgment of Kings——"
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