At the moment of Long Xiao, Chongshan is shaken. The Miner said that the shadow of the dragon swept across the plain, and the wind brought by its wings would blow one day and night, and Aloz was still a few miles away with his wings open, and the strong wind had swept the mountains and forests. The pennant on the tip of the halfling on the ice field blared fiercely in the wind, flaring their teeth and claws, but the darkness that grabbed their hearts was boundless fear.
"Dragon!" I don't know who screamed, and the neat team spread out on the snowy field. Seeing that he could no longer control the team, Kuwu had to flee to the northwest with the guard knights beside him. In a blink of an eye, Aloz had already flown over these tiny creatures. She lowered her head, and a huge shadow enveloped the team of hundreds of people. Her golden eyes reflected halflings fleeing. With her Interested, she first selected the small group of men and horses to the south. About twenty or thirty halflings riding ponies are fleeing into the crystal forest on the hillside, but how could Aloz give them this opportunity and bow their heads directly Spit out a mouthful of golden flames.
A large ball of fire fell from the sky and landed on the glacier, instantly engulfing the halflings who were still running, and turning them into ashes. The flames continued to burn on the ice, and even the ice layer made a sizzling sound, melting layer by layer. , Revealing the black igneous rock below, these rocks that had melted thousands of years ago turned into lava in the flames again, and the white water vapor rose up to an altitude of tens of meters.
The scorching flame seemed to pluck the excited heartstrings in the little mother dragon's heart. She let out a scream, flapped her wings high, and the flame from her mouth was like a golden sword ploughing through the glacier and burning into the forest. Among them, the ice crystal forest turned into a burning pillar of fire. But this was not over yet, her golden eyes locked on another team, but this time she did not intend to continue to spit out fire, even the dragon could not spit endless flames, that is just one of the fairy tales. The mortal's delusion about the dragon is nothing more. Aloz pulled up high like an arrow, and then dived towards the halfling team. She swept past them, and the strong wind she brought up was like a sharp blade. The halflings were blowing violently, and some of the knights were even torn off their horses by the huge wind pressure, hitting the hard ice, rolling tens of meters before stopping, and they had already broken their brains.
Aloz looked at these hapless guys, feeling more proud, as if the sulking that had been born before had been completely vented, she gave out a crisp laugh in mid-air, but this laughter only sounded deafening to outsiders. Bored thunder. The little female dragon hovered in mid-air and landed heavily on the glacier. She stretched out her sharp claws to grasp the ice surface to fix her figure. The huge impact force made her live on the ice and tore out a flying sky. Ice debris left more than ten deep claw marks tens of meters long.
As soon as Aloz turned around and swung her tail, she swept away the halfling cavalry in front of her. She turned around and stopped in front of these little things. She stretched out her paw and patted a rider who could not stop the car. , Her sharp claws are like the four sharpest stainless steel swords made by dwarves. A single stroke made the knight ripped open. Then she lowered her head and directly took the little thing with the horse and the man. Swallowed it in.
The dragon is not the incarnation of justice in any legend—
Those Enhor halflings who belonged to Anleke seemed to finally understand that there is no hope of escape, so they all angrily took up their spears and attacked them. Don't look at them as fragile as children in front of the dragon, but these halflings are nothing. Good men and believers, they are first of all Anlek’s private soldiers, veterans who have been on the battlefield and have killed people. Both soldiers and civilians died in their hands. Once on the battlefield, they are also desperate desperadoes. . It's just that even if you are an undead, you may not have the courage to fight the dragon.
Aloz looked at these tiny creatures and couldn't help but want to yawn. She casually cut off a few throwing spears that had been thrown over, then raised her claws, and slapped the halfling cavalry that rushed up into meat sauce one by one. , Just like hitting a hamster. When the seventh shot was taken, the halflings finally broke down, cried and turned around and fled.
When Kuv turned his head, he happened to see such a scene. Those were his people. He was heartbroken, but he knew that those people would not escape. The dragon was just a cat playing with mice. The wind whispered in his ears. He clung to the reins and leaned on his horse. The surrounding scenery quickly retreated from both sides, but he did not intend to retreat into the woodland, but kept retreating northward along the snowy field. . The previous two teams were first attracted by the terrifying dragon because they were eager to retreat into the forest. The dragon is a very shrewd creature, but most mortals only remember their savage side, but Kuv knew this very well, so he led his guard knight to escape the disaster.
He doesn’t expect to survive this battle anymore, but it is clear in Kuwu’s heart that at least before death, he must first find the temple of the hibernator and at least print out the frost young dragon. This is what he can do. Grand Duke Anlek said the last thing to do. It's just that it's not that simple. The halfling with big ears turned his head, a silver light flickering on the horizon reflected in his field of vision.
The heroic girl on horseback is commanding hundreds of knights to chase forward along the glacier. The Valkyrie is wearing Eruin's knight armor, and two cloaks flutter behind her like wings. Behind her, she experienced After the two incidents between the dragon and the heroic horse, Cruz's knights finally reluctantly accepted the fact that the girl had become their temporary commander. This has nothing to do with Freya's leadership ability, but the strength on the battlefield can indeed determine a lot of things. Soldiers advocating force and being the boss with a strong fist is an eternal truth.
The knights of the Knights of the Broken Swords are riding fluorescent and glittering war horses, sweeping across the ice sheet like a rolling snow wave. Unlike halfling ponies, the four hooves of these heroic war horses do not sink into the snow at all. In the middle, it seems to be flying on the surface of snow, the speed is incredible. Freya divided the knights into echelons, showing a diagonal distribution from left to right. She commanded them to rush down the mountain forest, and then marched north along the snowy field westward, and quickly caught up with the first halfling cavalry that fled. .
"Roji! The others keep moving forward, don't slow down!" The girl shouted, her voice spread far away through the strength of the silver step, echoing on the battlefield.
What Freya yelled was the name of the female knight with a little skinny face. This name made Luo Ji frown. The female knight even raised her head and glanced ahead, but did not answer. The command made her a little bit distorted, but as a soldier's obedience nature, she still drew out the long sword and shouted: "Tenth Echelon, ready to attack!" The knights behind her responded in unison, drawing their swords. For a time, the Cruz knight raised his long sword high, and the dazzling blade reflected a long and undulating flashing line on the snowy field.
Looking down from the sky above the snowy field, an oblique black line was advancing rapidly. It passed a scattered fleeing team and swallowed that team into the left wing. The tenth echelon of Cruz knights slowed down, but the other nine echelons continued to move forward. Freya leaned back on horseback and glanced back a little nervously, but what happened right now made her quite satisfied-the sword knight The knights of the regiment have very high tactical literacy and executed her tactics almost perfectly.
Freya seemed to finally relax. She raised her head. At this moment, the demeanor of the future Valkyrie seemed to finally radiate a strange look on this girl from the countryside of Buche. Her eyes were shining, and she returned her hand to draw a long sword to point it. Ahead, firmly commanded: "The third, fourth, and fifth echelon leave east, the second, sixth, and seventh echelon launch free attacks, and the eighth and ninth echelon are responsible for the finishing touch!"
"Others, follow me!"
Under Freya’s order, a change occurred on the battlefield. The Cruz Knights suddenly dispersed like a pack of wolves, rushing to their respective targets, forming a faintly encircling momentum-although they wanted Encircled enemies are even several times larger than them-but a giant dragon is also chasing these halflings, and no one has a trace of fear in their hearts. What's more, they are proud Cruz elites, how could they bow their heads to Eruin's hillbilly, even without Aloz on the court, they can proudly launch a decisive charge against these halfling cavalry.
Freya’s tactics showed results almost immediately. The halflings under Anlek finally came to a disaster. These Cruz knights were much more purposeful than the more playful Aloz. They were originally wolves. Group tactics, like a group of winter wolves forming a squad, drive their prey forward, and continue to kill those who fall behind. If halfling cavalry tried to break out of this net, the Cruz Knights of the eighth and ninth echelon who followed would immediately kill all their hopes.
The corpses on the battlefield were stunned. Some halflings saw no hope of escape and had to turn their heads to initiate a decisive charge. They are all tough mountain people, but unfortunately their opponents are also the best academics of the Cruz people, even if they have a little actual combat experience. There are shortcomings, but the strength of the average downstream gold is sufficient to make up for any gaps.
Almost all the Cruz Cavaliers have achieved something, from the second echelon to the tenth echelon quickly into a melee, but only Freya is still advancing. She locked on the team that was far in the front. She didn’t know that it was Kuvu and his guard knight, but she knew very well that the opponent must be a good commander. Freya was almost right from the beginning. Paying attention to this team, from the time Aloz entered the battlefield to the present, the commander's choice was almost the most correct.
The other party did not make a mistake.
Kuvu is running northward along the edge of the glacier. The ponies have given full play to their advantages in this terrain. The wild ponies are born on the cold and windy plateau and often have to go through the ice gaps between the valleys. Foraging further afield, finding the cracks in the glacier seems to have become an instinct in their bones, but on the side of Freya, although the Heroic Warhorse can float on the ice, it can’t really fly. When an ice layer breaks, it will kill everyone, so this future Valkyrie has to be cautious.
The two sides chased and fled, and in a blink of an eye a distance of one or two miles passed, and undulating ridgelines appeared on the ice sheet. Freya frowned, feeling a little anxious in her heart. Going forward, she was about to rush out of the interference zone forbidden to transmit magic, but her heart was anxious, and Kuv was also unhappy. He looked at the guys behind. The horse didn't need physical strength, and the mount he sat on with his guard knight was already overwhelmed.
The winner must be decided in a short time.
This thought flashed through both of them almost at the same time.
Freya gritted her teeth and grasped the reins, but Brende by her side could no longer hold her back. Although seriously speaking, he has no prejudice against the commander now, and it is difficult to talk about command in such a battle, but Freya has maintained the commander’s necessary decisiveness from start to finish, and it has been up to now. There was no mistake, which shows that she is at least calm enough and knows how to analyze. This is the least necessary element for a good commander. But like Freya, Brende also realized that if they pursued it, their mission would probably fail.
"You have to find a way to drive them to the road of nowhere." He shouted intermittently against the wind.
Freya was taken aback, then nodded. This is actually her own idea, but the topography of the ice field is changeable, so how to choose the right one—this is a difficult problem.
"Little Pello, we should go over there!" Brende turned his head and shouted to someone beside him. Freya knew the young man, the top student who graduated from Saint-Ebersson-this thin young man may not be suitable for being a soldier, but it is said that this person's graduation grades are high enough to make all those who graduated with him in the same period jealous. Red eyes.
Freya is also an academic, and he knows what this means.
But Pello shook his head: "The terrain of the snowfield is too complicated, and luck is a big component. If you want me to tell the truth, I can only say that I can't judge. I can only gamble on luck, see Master Martha. Do you take care of us."
He said so in the wind, and shrugged.
Everyone sinks in their hearts, but they also know that this is not an excuse. "Knight Nimesis," Brende turned his head to the other side. He knew that the knight beside Princess Eruin, compared with Freya, Nimesis was the best in the first phase of the Royal Knights Academy. Graduates have long been famous: "What do you think?"
But Nimesis didn't change her face, she didn't even look back, standing upright in the wind and snow like a javelin, just replied indifferently: "It's the commander."
Brende choked.
But everyone's eyes have fallen on Freya. The young girl from the Buche countryside stayed for a while, and subconsciously squeezed the reins. She bit her lip, but did not say anything to refuse.
She raised her head and glanced at the northeast—