In the kingdom of the west wind, the wind blew the wilderness, the horses roared, and the flag fluttered.
On the ground, nearly 50,000 insurgents, carrying tumbling flags and spears, meandered forward in the cold wind like a giant snake.
In the sky, the clouds were stacked, and there was no sunlight. The thick black clouds seemed to collapse at any time, making people breathless.
chap—
A strong light flashed, making people blind for a short time, and then there was a deafening sound of thunder.
I don't know when, a group of knights appeared in the sky. They seemed to have electric lights flashing on their bodies. There were no flags, no slogans, no statements, and no cover. , leaving behind a scorched black marching track, with occasional bursts of electric light.
This group of lightning-like knights wear fitted armor of bright silver with blue-blue steel rims, and a cross of lightning and swords on the shield and right arm.
The galloping cavalry separated into formations on the ground, and finally formed a straight line. In this horizontal line, 700 people moved like one person. , unstoppable.
"Fairy Wood"
The insurgent army under the blue gold star flag had no time to line up to block it, and the team that stretched on the ground seemed to have been scraped off by a scraper.
Pullman and others saw this astonishing scene and their eyes were split open. They did consider the possibility of the Lightning Knights joining the war, but no one knew it would be so terrifying. Resistance, changing directions and fronts in the wilderness, shuttling back and forth, slaughtered nearly 6,000 people in just a short time, and this seems to be just the beginning of the warm-up exercise.
Following the great covenant of wind and thunder, these warriors guarding the chaotic vortex appeared on the battlefield where they should not have appeared, and the swords and spears in their hands were also aimed at their own kin.
They are true soldiers who will not question any orders. Even if they kill the same kind, they will not be shaken in the slightest. Their ruthless will is colder than steel.
The urgent horns sounded in the wilderness, and the officers roared and urged the soldiers to form a formation to resist the attack like a knife into the flesh. One by one, the square-like formations gradually formed on the ground.
The soldiers were closely arranged, shoulder to shoulder, constantly gathering together to form thick square hedgehogs.
Mixed with the smell of nervous sweat, each soldier could even hear the heartbeat of his companions. The small soldier could not see the scene outside clearly, so he could only clench his spear nervously, follow the officer's instructions, and move in a certain direction. flat.
But the officer's anxious voice kept changing, as if the enemy's position was erratic, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west, as if teasing them. But the little soldier knew that this was not a joke. The constant burst of thunder, the neighing of war horses, and the sound of steel clashing, everything was so dense, like fried beans, that never stopped.
Finally, the officer stopped letting them change direction, and their hearts slowly sank.
Is it finally our turn
The faint blue electric light filled the field of vision, incandescent, and then felt the body light, as if flying.
Below is a scene where steel and blood are mixed, the body holding the gun really resembles himself...
"Ahhh!" Pullman rode his warhorse and rushed down the hillside angrily, following a group of guards in black cloaks beside him.
However, the lightning knights in the wilderness didn't care, they still harvested their lives in an orderly manner, and the silver front swept across the dense formations of the rebel army like wipers.
When Pullman led the army down, more than 20,000 troops had been slaughtered cleanly, the bright red blood slipped from the bright silver armor, and the armor was still shiny and undamaged. As in the legend, they were powerful. And the noble knights of heroes are not tainted by stigma.
Finally, Pullman approached the group of knights surrounded by electric lights. They turned their horses, and after killing a square, they formed a neat line again and came on.
The masks of this group of lightning knights had already been pulled down, and they could only see the twin pupils of the lightning flowing through the gap, and the horses roared, and another charge began.
dong dong dong —
The distance of more than 500 meters was passed in just an instant. Pullman saw the electric light spread with the horse's hoof. When the cavalry on both sides approached, his body was already numb. .
chap—
A stern sword light flashed, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the left arm. One arm flew high, and then rolled down to the grass. The sturdy arm seemed to want to grab something, but the hand was already empty.
The warhorse under his crotch staggered forward a few steps, knelt on the ground, and couldn't stand up again.
Pullman stabbed the big sword and struggled to get up from the ground. At this time, he was alone.
Resisting the severe pain in his left arm, he put his right hand deep into his arms, took out the last two blood-activating potions, threw one into his mouth, and pressed the other on the wound on his left arm.
The medicinal sugar in the mouth is mixed with blood and chewed, and the rust smell comes from the faint sweetness of maple sugar, which is as warm as when I first tasted it back then.
I don't know when the blood spilled on his face, dripped from between his eyebrows, and some entered his eyes, causing a sting, making people unconsciously want to close their eyes, but he didn't dare to close them, and his round eyes were straight. Looking at the group of silver knights on the opposite side, his vision was blood red.
Leaning a little on the big sword that stood on the pestle, his trembling right hand went deep into his arms again, and took out a small orange fruit.
"I'm sorry, teacher."
He looked at the small fruit in his hand, and suddenly recalled the afternoon of parting in the summer, when the soft singing was surrounded by the forest.
[it's been a long night]
[while you're on the hunt]
[but can't see hope]
... ..
[I know this seems pointless]
[I know this is extremely hypocritical]
[I know you are unbearable]
[Continue for another day]
[one more day ahead]
[Even with bruises and bruises]
[even if the wings are broken]
[Can't stop you from flying]
[one day]
[you will see]
[that miraculous starlight]
"I'm sorry, everyone, teacher, I'm afraid I won't be able to see that starlight in my short life." Pullman's tone seemed to be sighing and saying goodbye.
He threw the orange fruit into his mouth, swallowed it in one gulp, then picked up the great sword beside him in his right hand, stepped forward, and charged towards the group of cavalry soldiers who looked like Thor descended into the world again.
The sturdy back and the heavy sword were so small under the dim sky.
The breeze was blowing, and the broken flags and spears were slanted on the ground, telling an unrealistic dream.