"Knight Brende, did you see the crack in the west? You led the eighth echelon to go around from behind and enclose the cavalry from the side." Freya suddenly turned her head and looked at the broken glacier to the west. Said to Brende beside him. The crumbled glacier undulates across the entire snowy field, reflecting the sunlight after noon, and shining under the ice. Brende looked in that direction and didn’t understand: “Why, it’s impossible to chase from that direction. Up."
"Yes, Knight Brende, your task is to force them to change direction and let those halflings go north, preferably to the northeast." Freya replied.
"What's in the east?" Brende was taken aback, and subconsciously looked in that direction, but in his field of vision, the east and the north were as vast as glaciers—the edge of the glacier was shining under the clear sky, as if It was the edge of the mirror that stabbed his eyes with pain. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, a little suspicious.
"Brend, it's the wind." Little Pello riding on the horse seemed to react, "The direction of the wind, the wind is blowing from the northwest."
No one at the scene was a fool. Brende understood right away. He watched the ice dust raised by the wind slowly marching in their direction on the glacier, and he couldn't help being extremely amazed for a while: the wind was blowing from the northwest, which meant That direction may be a mountain pass, and the north and east are most likely the direction of the mountain col. These things have not been learned in the noble tactics class, and can only be regarded as common sense, but at this time, it is not everyone can think of keenly perceiving and using this to make judgments.
"The guy in front may have noticed this early. I don't think that the opposing commander's choice to escape in this direction is to leave his fate to Master Martha to judge," Little Pello further analyzed, and he admired a little. Looking at Freya, the voice intermittently said in the wind: "We have sealed his retreat, and the other party will definitely not sit and wait, Ms. Freya, are you trying to force them to come back and fight us to the death?"
The girl was startled slightly, she actually didn't expect to be so far away, but there was a faint intuition that if she did this, the other party might look back. But as a commander, she has at least learned how to maintain her majesty and nodded gently.
"I see." Brende nodded with excitement. No one wants to obey the command of a waste, especially for them. Mediocrity is also unbearable, but the thought is about to usher in once. A perfect victory, these young people from Cruz couldn't help but get excited. Seriously speaking, it can be regarded as their maiden battle.
On the entire glacier, Cruz’s knights and Aloz formed a perfect suppression of the halfling. The Enhor cavalry under Anlek had almost no room for resistance. They were strangled on the ice, and the blood was taken from the halfling. Flowing out of the cavalry's corpse, it instantly froze into a pool of red ice. The tenth echelon led by Luo Ji is in the final closing battle with the other seven echelons, and on the final battlefield, this battle is coming to an end.
Kuv saw a cavalry with a swallowtail flag splitting out of the chasers behind him, entering the shadow of the broken glacier, and he understood the opponent's commander's plan. He is actually waiting for this opportunity. There are thirty-four guard knights around him, all of whom are good boys among the Enhor people, and are the most elite soldiers among the halfling cavalry of Duke Anleck. The opponent's cavalry echelon is only a dozen people, and he doesn't believe that four times the number is not enough to eliminate these cavalry of unknown origin.
Seeing that the opposing commander dared to divide the army, the halfling knight couldn't help but show a sneer on his face. In his opinion, Freya had made a correct choice, but in a sense it was also wrong—the opponent was too arrogant. In other words, their initial frantic escape successfully created an illusion for the other party, making the other party think that they are weak and can be bullied. Kuvu was very satisfied with the current situation he had created, but he did not rush to order his subordinates to turn around. These halfling guard knights who were willing to fight alongside him and did not flee in all directions were all his most trusted subordinates. Steel was used on the blade, and Kuv was waiting, waiting for Brund's cavalry to leave Freya far enough.
He pretended to continue running away slyly, and readjusted his direction to the north as Freya wished. It seemed that the Cruz Knights had been fooled. He saw Brund’s cavalry go around the broken glacier zone, and finally understood himself. Waiting for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
In fact, he knew very well that at this moment, the pony stamina of the halfling cavalry was almost close to its limit, and it could support another charge at most, but that was enough. Kuvu blew a whistle, and saw that the halfling cavalry with him turned a turn on the ice field, facing Freya and her first echelon together.
"Sure enough!" Seeing this scene, Pello's voice rang. Freya could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when seeing the halfling cavalry turning their horses. As long as the opponent ran forward a short distance, they were close to the limit of interfering with magic, but fortunately, it looked like Master Martha was still standing by them. Aside. She raised her long sword high: "Ready to fight!"
The knights let out a restless cry and raised their shields. Halfling cavalry is one of Voend’s most special cavalry. They are not heavy cavalry who are good at impact formation. These are riding ponies or even war dogs. The cavalry is best at mid-to-close range combat. To be precise, they are spear-throwing cavalry.
The two sides launched a decisive charge on the ice field, and the distance gradually shortened to the point where they could see each other's faces tense because of tension-human and halfling. Suddenly a whistle was sent out from the cavalry team in Kuvu, and they all put their hands together. The short spear was thrown forward, and a rainy short spear flew over tens of meters in a short time and poured into the thin line of Cruz knights. But the expected scene of people turning their horses on their backs did not appear. I saw that the shields in the hands of the human knights suddenly unfolded one after another colorful masks, and the short spears hit the masks, and suddenly broke into two pieces of sawdust and flew.
When Kuv saw this scene, his heart was cold. He did not make a mistake. He was just the leader of an aristocratic private soldier. He probably never dreamed that the world would be like his invulnerable cavalry and the most powerful empire on the mainland. How big is the gap between elite knights—this ignorance must sometimes be filled with life.
In one round of spear throwing, the Cruzes were unharmed, and when the two cavalry charged opposite each other on the flat snowfield, there was no second chance at all. Probably they have seen the ending, the morale of the elite guard knights of the Enhor people plummeted, but the pride accumulated in the past made them bite the bullet and raise their weapons.
From the sky above, the Cruz knight led by Freya was like a thin silver blade, with a sword pierced into the heart of the halfling cavalry.
"They are dead!"
When Brende saw this scene, he tightened his rein and stopped. The battle had just begun, but he had already seen the result. The blond knight said regretfully, "It's a pity that I can't take part in the war in person."
"Don't worry, isn't Anlek still dead? If you clean up the battlefield sooner, you might still have a chance." A knight behind him shouted with some excitement. The King of Flame once said that the cavalry is an indomitable unit. Passion and enthusiasm are like their hallmarks. Just being on the battlefield is enough to make these young people become eager.
"Ha, well said!"
The knights talked a lot, but Brende turned his head. He seemed to see a flash of light on the horizon. He rubbed his eyes and almost thought he had an illusion. The sun often caused snow blindness on the ice. Sometimes it is not impossible for the refracted light to create hallucinations.
But Brende was faintly disturbed. He turned around and said to others: "Did you see anything?"
"what?"
"It's in that direction, didn't you see it, it seems to be a blue light..." Brende asked with some confusion.
"Blue light?"
"No."
"Could it be wrong, Brende."
Brende shrugged: "Probably." But as soon as his voice fell, someone in the team screamed: "Oh my God, look over there!" Brende was taken aback and turned back alertly. But the moment he turned his head, his face changed instantly.
Martha is here, what the hell is this...
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The silent cave is covered with snow and ice, the ice that never melts forever forms a dark blue wall, and the glacier sinks down to form a strip of texture. In the dark cave, the naturally formed holes crisscross, but it is here that nature There are many artificial objects stacked among the supernatural craftsmanship.
If you look closely, you will find many cargo boxes from Cruz. The eagle emblem on them indicates that these boxes were once military supplies. On the other side, there are many wooden barrels. These wooden barrels come from Valentenburg, Lantoniland and even further away. These wooden barrels and wooden boxes are filled with all kinds of food. If someone comes Here, one would definitely think that he had strayed into the underground storage room of a certain frost giant.
But here is a real dragon's nest.
Although here, you can’t see the glittering gold coins, the jeweled ornaments, the priceless artworks and gold and silver vessels, and even the dazzling gems that dragons like most, except Food, still food. Marinated beef, sausages, frozen fish, yogurt, bread, fruits and jars of honey and sweets piled together.
But this cave, like a witch’s candy house, is indeed the hiding place of the Frost Drake Star.
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