Chapter 198: The Fragrance of Midsummer Missed by the Fifth Movement
The battle at Oath Hill has begun.
The flags cover the sky, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the arrays on both sides are undulating, making it impossible to see the end at a glance.
The war horses snorted uneasily and scratched the soil with their hooves uneasily. Some soldiers holding spears and muskets also looked at the opposite side from time to time, and then tightened their weapons.
Among them, to the north is the ever-waving red flag and the roses wrapped around the red moon, which are elegant and solemn. To the south is the fairy dragon on a white background, symbolizing another dream. The soldiers below come from all over the country and wear different equipment and clothes.
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Riding the white horse under him, Lorraine Hill slowly came to a hill, looked at the battlefield in the distance, and analyzed the opponent's situation one by one.
Behind her, she led a dozen women who were also riding horses. These women wore white hooded robes with sleeves decorated with broken leaves and petals.
In order to enhance his own strength, Lorraine Hill also selected a group of outstanding people during this period and cultivated them into outstanding extraordinary beings. At the same time, they also had a new name, which was the 'Witch of Four Seasons'.
There are currently 92 of these four-season witches in white robes, divided into four types: green leaf witch, fire leaf witch, wind leaf witch, and frost leaf witch. The symbol that distinguishes their identities is the decoration on their sleeves.
Among them, Green Leaf Witch is mainly responsible for the cultivation of crops and extraordinary fruits in the territory, focusing on agriculture and organizational production.
Fire leaf witches are used in the military. They are responsible for casting spells and killing, and they can also practice some combat skills.
Windleaf witches walk among the people. They predict the weather, are disseminators of knowledge and ideas, and gather the actual conditions of various places in the center.
Frostleaf witches are more complex. They are specialized scholars with different subdivisions. They will choose to be proficient in a professional knowledge and solve many problems as technical consultants and staff for local organizations, such as water conservancy, construction, and planning. They will be stationed in the city for a long time.
Somewhere, it will also help defend against the invasion of villages and towns by monsters.
The Witches of the Four Seasons all practice knowledge related to treatment and healing, but they specialize in different directions. The Green Leaf Witch is proficient in herbal medicine and the healing of chronic diseases, the Fire Leaf Witch is proficient in trauma first aid, the Wind Leaf Witch is proficient in epidemic prevention and epidemic treatment, and the Frost Leaf Witch is proficient in epidemic prevention and epidemic treatment.
Witches know how to identify and treat difficult illnesses.
Of course, this is just a preliminary prototype, and the number of people is not large yet, so there are only 92 people in total, most of whom are sequence 4-5.
While Lorraine Hill was quietly observing from behind, the battle started.
Several tiny, undetectable black dots streaked across the sky at high speed, falling into the earth in a parabola, triggering violent explosions. They were artillery pieces from the Empire's rear.
Artillery? Fortunately, the number is not large.
The girl quickly analyzed it and then raised her hand.
"Lord Jialan." A hooded witch with green leaves and petals on her sleeves stepped forward and asked.
"Let Xifer lead the Windleaf Witch to the center of the position to change the wind direction to avoid the cannonballs."
"Yes, sir."
Then several witches withdrew, and soon a group of about 20 people set off, riding horses and holding white vine staffs in their hands, waving in the wind.
The golden leaves hanging on the staff collided with each other, making a crisp sound like wind chimes. Then a southerly wind began to blow in the sky. The flying cannonballs also lost their accuracy and landed in the open space in front of the position, exploding several large shells.
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"Change the height and lower it." The Imperial Legion was in the rear formation. The commander looked into the distance with a telescope, and then directed his men to adjust the height of the gun mount.
However, just as they fired the next round, the wind in the sky changed again, now to the north, causing the shells to fall behind the position.
"Tsk!" The commander spit out the grass root he was biting. At this time, he also realized that something was wrong, but there was no time now.
The two armies began to advance and charge.
The first thing to approach each other was the Chinese army. The military formations of both sides continued to converge and close together as they advanced, forming a tight front. They held muskets and approached step by step, shouting this slogan and marching in unison.
"Stop, aim!"
When the distance between the two sides was only more than 100 yards, both sides stopped. If they advanced at this distance, it would be easy for the other party to wait for work and line up to fire. However, if they did not advance, the accuracy of the shooting would not be ideal, which would be a bit embarrassing.
However, the commanders of both sides were more cautious and did not advance further. Both sides had reasons why they could not afford to lose.
Seeing that the other party has the same idea as myself, at this time, I have no choice but to use my will and combat power.
"Fire!"
Continuous green smoke filled the air, fire exploded, and dense bullets shot out like raindrops. The two sides began to fall in rows.
In the first round, there was no winner between the two sides.
Then, the troops on the flanks also began to fight, but due to the terrain and distribution, they were much more flexible.
When the imperial red front moved forward, their military formation suddenly separated, and elite cavalry rode out one after another. These cavalry were different from the past. They were equipped with long lances, and majestic horizontal cloths were hung on the horses.
Drape.
Red pennants fluttered in the wind under the tips of their spears. Then these cavalrymen advanced slowly, and when they reached the open space in the middle, they began to accelerate. When they were more than 100 yards apart, they began to advance at full speed, and their four-meter-long lances were lowered in unison.
The tip of the spear emitted wandering red magic power like a soldering iron.
It's so retro.
Looking at the fierce cavalry advancing like a city wall, Lubin couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Although such tactics are not unfamiliar, they are rarely seen nowadays.
But at the same time, we have to admit that it still has powerful lethality.
The barrels of the muskets were lifted up and aimed one by one, and then flames came out of the dark holes, and smoke filled the air. The dense bullets hit the charging cavalry, punching small holes in the strong armor, and blood filled the air.
Although they caused damage, these elite cavalry were all Sequence 2-3 Transcendents and were not easily defeated. Such actions could only cause superficial injuries under the buffer of their armor.
The war horses gradually reached their peak while running, and the staggered hoofs were like afterimages. Under the banner of the Fairy Dragon, rows of soldiers were also retreating quickly, revealing earth-yellow rock shields, and then silver-tipped spears were set up one after another.
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Sorry, we have also regressed.
Lubin looked at the almost ready array of spears, shook his head slowly, and then waved his hand, and the array in front separated again to make way for the horses to pass.
The cavalry advancing at high speed, the lances sinking, hovering around the gun body like a chariot, thrust through, and inserted into the shields.
If it were an ordinary wooden or iron shield, it would probably shatter and break on the spot, but these long shields like solid rock boulders could still withstand it, sliding back a short distance on the ground and kicking up a lot of turf.
Afterwards, the war horses neighed and raised their heads high, and silver spears were thrust out one after another, piercing the war horses and cavalry, and thick blood sprayed out.
The forward's defeat also blocked the way forward. The cavalry behind had to break into the narrow gap in the road. This was also destined to be a road of death. Countless spears were spread like thorns, strangling the cavalry who entered.
Looking at the failure of the cavalry in front and being blocked, the general at the rear of the imperial army frowned deeply. When did these rebels have such sophisticated equipment?
Extraordinary creations are not like ordinary weapons. They are very difficult to manufacture. Materials, personnel, and skills are all very demanding, which greatly reduces their output.
However, now that things have happened, we can no longer delve into these things.
A long and desolate horn sound sounded in the military formation, and then one by one the red-robed palace wizards stepped apart. They gathered into rings of different sizes, and then large crimson spells began to be cast.
The blue sky turned into red clouds at this moment, the originally white clouds seemed to be burning, and the sky took on a strange purple-red color.
Wisps of red flames swam in the sky, then gathered like spirals, and crimson vortices of different sizes emerged in the sky. The terrifying magic power emanating from them made the two parties fighting below tremble with fear.
"Cang Hong Ceremony·Whirlpool of Falling Fire"
Hundreds of years ago, the court wizards who used this secret technique and the Wizards of Oz also had a duel in the southern land. I don't know when, but now they have changed their opponents again.
The flames were like songs. In the burning vortex, the crimson fire that distorted the atmosphere fell one by one, tracing a long trajectory in the sky. The scene was like the end of the world.
I can't keep it anymore.
Facing the crimson sky and the world-destroying meteor fire, the girl also slowly flew up in the wind.
In the strong wind, the hood fell down, and the long hair fluttered.
She closed her eyes slightly, and a light, song-like voice played in the wind.
"The Fairy's Utopia·Fifth Movement·The Nostalgic Midsummer Fragrance"
Orange fragments of sparks scattered in her hair, and this delicate girl sang loudly in the sky, like a golden fairy in mythology.
The petals, as brilliant as the blazing sun, lit up between her eyebrows one by one, and then the orange-yellow gradient petals bloomed behind her one after another.
Such orange-red petals expand and grow in the air, layer after layer, constantly expanding, gradually blocking the sky from the field of vision.
Until the end, the orange-red gradient petals occupied the entire sky, like a sacred courtyard, and in the courtyard of orange-red petals, a golden fairy slowly opened his eyes.
The golden and transparent hair is like a thread of light, gently suspended in a quiet posture, and the orange marigold flower slowly blooms in the pupils of the eyes.
"The golden thread condensed by time and light was spun with the gentlest fine work"
"Creating this summer that everyone can see"
"But violence will also happen one day, and it will lead to it"
"Let beauty no longer be beautiful in the end, but only make it outstanding for a while"
"The endless flow of time makes the marigold flowers bloom"
"The cold and cruel freezing wind caused the orange petals to overturn"
Lorranthil recited these ancient poems and spells in Elvish language, as if sighing and missing.
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"If you hide the fragrance of summer"
"Flowers and fruits turned into glass liquid"
"The orange fire butterfly flies in the winter and never disappears"
"The fragrance lingers, and you can see the land of immortal fairies"
As the girl sang, a huge and magnificent mirror with petals gradually took shape behind her.
The petals of seven colors are spliced together to form a fantasy painting, with flowers of all colors blooming in it, like a fiery midsummer with thousands of flowers in clusters. It is a land of fairies isolated from the world.
Under the sky of orange-red petals, the fiery red flame vortices are still spinning, but their color is gradually fading.
Meteor fires fell from the sky one after another. Although they were still blazing, their colors seemed to be gradually fading, turning into faded pictures.
The sparks slowly turned into finer particles, finer particles, and then gradually filtered out the burning and fire poison, and a soft and warm fragrance swept over the earth.
Those falling meteor fires have not disappeared or been offset, but have come to this world in a gentler way, and such a delicate fragrance can no longer be targeted or manipulated by any magic.
In this way, this world was temporarily transformed into a gentle ideal land, and those fallen fires also gained freedom and eternal life. Like fragrant incense, they were blown by the wind of the world and traveled to foreign lands.
Seven movements, seven promises, seven-color golden flowers will bloom in the eyes, which is the door to the land of fairies.
Now, after being promoted to Natural Sequence 7, Lorraine Hill is finally able to barely perform this fairy secret technique handed down from ancient times.
"This, how is this possible..."
Among the palace wizards of the empire, one took off his hood in disbelief. He was one of the few forest elves among these wizards.
As a member of the Elf clan, he naturally knows the secret art of fairies passed down in ancient times. Although its reputation is great, there have never been many elves or fairies in history who can perform it.
Is it because such a secret technique is difficult to know? No, the incantation of its secret technique is the seven fairy tale-like ballads. In the first era, almost everyone knew it, but despite this, there were only a few peerless ones.
Goblins or elves can cast it.
Because the secret technique of the Fairy Land is actually very special, it requires a very high synchronization rate between the caster and the song.
In other words, if you are a cruel person, you will not be able to sing this fifth movement at all. It requires the user to have a firm and gentle heart. This does not mean stupid kindness, but the kind that still understands everything.
Firm, gentle and trusting.
With this alone, there are not many elves and goblins to choose from. We also have to consider that we must have at least Sequence 8 strength to be able to summon the petal mirror that symbolizes the land of goblins, so even if the first
At the end of the era, there were only sixteen elves who had performed the secret arts of the Fairy Land.
In the following eras, with the decline of the three elven clans, such elves were never seen again, so that the elves thought that such secret techniques were lost.
Unexpectedly, I saw it here again today. Could that legend be true?
Is the girl across from me really a mythical fairy who survived ancient times, a being who is said to be associated with the World Tree?
But didn't all the ancient mythical fairies die in the killings of those witches? How could they still survive?
Under the sky covered by orange petals, the huge flame vortices slowly faded, leaving only vague afterimages in the sky.
Just like a painting scroll that has gone through countless summers in time, all the colors slowly fade away, gradually turning into light traces and dissipating in the world.
Looking at the golden goblin descending into the world in the sky, under the mirror of seven-colored petals, the warriors have high morale, and in the fierce fragrance of flames, they move forward on broken sparks.
The white Fairy Dragon flags were dyed orange like the sky. Accompanied by shouts and shouts, they swayed forward, gradually pressing on the enemy like an overwhelming mountain.
Under the sky, with the setting sun shining brightly, the battle continues to rage on.