Madara's proud and fearsome army has never dared to cross the thunder pond.
Because there are always two people standing in front of this army of undead, a man and a woman, the woman is an elf, proud and calm as the light of the stars in the sky, her young age seems to be unable to show such a calm demeanor, but Does not hinder her temperament as the commander-in-chief.
With a silver long shuttle in hand, Medisa immediately stopped with a cross spear, quietly stopping Targus less than a hundred steps away. In her eyes, Madara's army seemed to have disappeared.
The man is a middle-aged swordsman. He had never seen Madara's army from beginning to end, but Madara's tens of thousands of undead did not dare to ignore his existence.
Because he is Mephistopheles, the Sword Master of Ash.
"Pallas has launched a charge." A black knight whispered in Targus's ear.
Targus nodded.
"What did Master Instaron say?"
"My lord said, Eruin... has never lacked heroes. This is a soldier's choice. We must respect the glory on the battlefield." The Black Knight replied in a low voice.
Targus nodded.
"Then let's retreat, and hope to set foot on this land again in our lifetime." The vampire commander glanced at Metisa, then at Mephistopheles, and replied.
"We are dead, my lord," the black knight replied in a low voice.
Targus thought for a while and nodded.
The shadow of the undead disappeared little by little from the forest.
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For the last two thousand people on the battlefield, their enemy is nothing but a coalition composed of hundreds of mercenaries, tree elves, and centaurs.
But the result is already doomed.
There are no more than two thousand soldiers of the black iron rank, and less than a hundred knights of the silver rank. Their enemies are hundreds of true silver mid-ranks or even silver peaks. warrior.
The Pegasus rose into the air, and the tree elves' long bows and arrows were all fired. The battlefield was just a side-to-side slaughter, and Pallas was heartbroken as he heard the screams of the young people around him. These were the futures that belonged to Eruin that he was optimistic about—yes, in this generation, the older knights of Eruin led the young knights to the battlefield, singing the knight’s battle hymn, and bringing them the supreme glory-but the old The knight found himself powerless.
The assault had long been blocked, and only on this battlefield, Pallas saw at least four golden-tier combat effectiveness.
A red-haired ponytail girl with a gun, a tree elf, a centaur, and an incredibly beautiful girl with short hair and menswear.
This is the so-called rebel—
I don't know when it started, the golden shining flag on the battlefield had already been stained with blood. The old knight watched the young faces disappear from his front, suddenly felt that the farce should be over.
Yes, it's over.
The long spear in Akane's hand is not the earliest thunder spear, because the thunder spear has been lost in the black forest, and it has not been able to be retrieved later. Now what she is holding is just an ordinary magic spear. Brando had promised that she would help her find a handy weapon after leaving the Black Forest, but the girl subconsciously did not want to trouble the lord with this. grown ups.
She is now afraid that Brando will find her troublesome, and will he dislike her like Macaro that day.
But no weapon is not enough, her strength is now the first person in Brando's camp. Although it must be far from Mephistopheles, Mephistopheles is not really Brando's own, but an ally at best. As for Brando's actual combat effectiveness, although it is high, it is only in the middle of the gold. But Akane is the true golden pinnacle, only one footstep can step into the existence of the elemental realm.
This kind of strength just using an ordinary magic gun has actually limited her combat effectiveness, but the girl is a little bit worried about gains and losses now, she just held the spear and pursed her mouth, killing a few among the remnants of Dnell. In a few out.
The remaining soldiers of Denel were only Pallas's own army. The knights and golden swordsmen who had been replenished from other places had already escaped, and the rest could not pose a threat to her at all.
She and the pseudonymous vampire Mordfes interspersed in each other's formation together, trying to completely separate and defeat the other party. In fact, even Qian could feel that at this time, the other party was already at the end of the battle.
At this moment, the spear in her hand shook, and she suddenly felt obstructed in front of her. The girl lifted her head slightly startled, and several people were reflected in her flame-like eyes.
To be precise, it was a small team of knights.
The "Knights of Pallas" Akane felt very clear. She knew very well that the silver-tier knights were the backbone of an army. If she could disintegrate them first, then the war could end early. Thinking of this, she immediately killed it over there.
What she didn't expect was that the other party reacted very quickly, and she was aware of her intention almost immediately. Four or five knights surrounded immediately.
'act recklessly. Qian frowned, thinking to herself. These knights should already know her strength very well. The golden peak is incomparable with these silver novice and downstream knights. But when these knights rushed towards her, she still didn't hesitate. She only saw it in their eyes. Resolutely.
All are young people—
Seeing those young and nervous faces, Qian suddenly felt a little intolerable. She suddenly remembered her dead companions, and her hand was also slightly slow. The original murderous gun changed with the trend. He knocked all these knights off.
She moved forward, and a knight covered in armor appeared in the crowd.
'what? '
Akane noticed that the knight was only at silver level, but his experience was incredibly rich, and he escaped a shot from her. The girl didn't think too much, she immediately chased her with another shot, but she didn't expect the knight to fire her spear with another sword, and at the same time smashed her with a sword.
Qian became a little nervous. She subconsciously thought that the opponent was a golden combat power with hidden strength. She immediately retracted her spear and no longer kept her strength in her hand. She deceived the opponent's center of gravity with a false move, and then opened the opponent's sword with one shot. The last shot pierced the opponent's breastplate.
After three consecutive shots, there was almost no room to stay, only a crisp sound was heard, the long spear instantly penetrated the armor, and pierced the opponent with a white streamer.
'Advanced magic armor! ? 'As soon as Akane pierced the opponent's armor, he immediately felt that something was wrong. The magic armor he wore was not the magic armor of ordinary knights, but the armor of higher generals.
And in this army.
There is only one person who can wear such a knight armor.
She was startled, but suddenly she felt calm around her. All the knights and soldiers who were fighting for Denel seemed to stop at this moment. At first, only the people around her, but this throbbing spread quickly like a ripple, and the entire battlefield was like a miracle. The ground stagnated.
"Master Pallas!" A young man who had just gotten up from the ground immediately rushed to the knight who had fallen from Akane's gun.
The old knight who fell in a pool of blood coughed violently.
But his first action was to uncover his mask.
It was a face belonging to an old man—
It was full of wrinkles, and the snow-white eyebrows seemed to contain the wind and frost that belonged to this kingdom. His dim, gray eyes seemed to have seen too many ups and downs. He had seen the knights singing and the older ones. The knight led the young knight to the battlefield where there was no return. He had seen the glory and triumph that belonged to Eruin, as well as the defeat, the end, and the last fall of the kingdom.
However, this brilliance seemed to melt into such a pair of fading eyes at this moment, flashing, as if everything from the past had returned.
Pallas smiled.
He weakly shook his hand to the knights around him, then raised his head and asked Akane, "Little girl, where are you from? I don't believe you, you are just ordinary...rebels..."
Qian suddenly felt that she was a little overwhelmed. In theory, the old man in front of her was their biggest enemy in this battle, but at this moment, she found that she was somewhat unable to refuse the other party's question.
"I am an Eruin," she replied.
"Impossible, Golden Peak... Golden Peak... When did Eruin have such a young genius... a real... genius..." The old man shook his head weakly.
"I'm really an Eruin, I'm a mountain people in Jeandner. I used to be a mercenary. The lord took me in." Akane said seriously.
"Such stubbornness, the stubbornness of the Eruin people, I believe you are an Eruin," the old man smiled, but the smile seemed to have exhausted the last brilliance: "But like you How could such a genius succumb to the rebels..."
"No, there is nothing to succumb to. Lord Lord is better than me. But even so, he is very good to everyone. Compared with that Grudin, I think he is the best Lord." Qian replied seriously.
"Really? What is your lord's name... hehe, name?"
"His name is Brando."
"Brando... Brando..."
Pallas closed his eyes and sighed suddenly. He felt his hands and feet gradually become cold, he lost consciousness, and his breathing became difficult. But the old man still had one last question. He looked at the battlefield, and the blood was flowing in the forest, all of which were Eruin's blood.
"You guys, here... what is... purpose?"
"I don't know, but Lord Lord said that he was to save Eruin."
"Save Eruin?" Pallas's eyes seemed to be full of brilliance, and he looked at Akane with a complicated look: "How to save...?"
Qian shook her head directly: "I don't know, but I believe Lord Lord can do it. Just like no one believes that your nobles can do it."
"We nobles...our nobles...haha...cough cough cough..." The old knight suddenly laughed, and shook his head with all his last strength: "Well said-listen to my orders, my knights... you surrender."
This sentence was almost like thunder, and all the young knights around were shocked: "This is impossible, my lord, you die here, we will die here too, this is our glory!"
"No." The old man closed his eyes weakly.
He paused every word, as if exhausted his last strength and said softly: "You must surrender, this is for... the glory of Eruin."
For Eruin's supreme glory.