The pages shook in the dark, and the cold autumn wind passed through the empty streets. The notice about the attack by unidentified robbers in the Tosan Ghat mine three months ago seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand. The wanted warrants flapped their wings like butterflies on the bulletin board. The militia and the garrison were running around the street like flies without their heads. The chaotic calls and sharp whistles resounded harshly throughout the town in the dark. The bell on the spire of the central temple in the small town finally reverberated, and the nightmare of midnight horror, as if a panic and uneasy omen, shrouded everyone's heads in an instant. However, in the panic atmosphere, there are still people who are indifferent. Shanali is wearing the uniform of the white-winged cavalry regiment, with his hands leaning against the wall outside the city hall, looking indifferently at a young couple across the street not far away. The lovers are parting.
"Lonnie, you take this. I heard that the places in Svenfano are cold, and you can use it." The young man in the guard uniform crammed the thick fur coat onto the carriage with concern. On hand. Most of the people sitting in the carriage looked gloomy and silent. Only the young girl's face was pale, and she stubbornly grasped the young man's hand: "Aifan, won't you go with us?"
The boy smiled: "Lonnie, I am a member of the guard team. I am ordered by the princess to swear allegiance to this kingdom and the future king. It is my responsibility to guard this land and protect everyone. Don't be capricious. I will come to meet you soon. Besides—" He drew out his sword, the shining blade of the sword made everyone's heart cold, "My swordsmanship is one of the best in the security team. Those bones are nothing terrible. Yes, Ronnie, wait, I will do something like the Bresson Cavaliers and Count Tonigel."
The girl pressed her lips tightly and looked at him. There was another hurried whistle on the other side of the street. The boy looked back and quickly turned his head and patted the back of the girl's hand: "The instructor is urging us. You are waiting at Svenfano. I, don’t worry, it’s just some sporadic Madara troops. Their main force is still Buche on the other side of the mountain. The knights of the White Wing Cavalry have already told us that this battle is no big deal."
The girl nodded with tears.
Shanali looked back for a while feeling a little boring, and just caught a glimpse of his companion walking out of the courtyard of the city hall with her own horse and his horse. He immediately asked: "The captain persuaded them. Yes?" "Those shallow-sighted guys." The female knight curled her lips and replied somewhat coldly. Shanali knows that this is persuasion, but I am afraid that the process of persuasion is not very pleasant-it is a group of shallow guys with only immediate benefits in their eyes-he agrees with this, but they themselves are not the same. No one has ever said that all the heroes in the Van Mills Legion are righteous people. On the contrary, they have a bad reputation in the local area. He grabbed the saddle, turned on the horse, and at the same time swept back, so that the cloak and the saber hanging around his waist were not on the side of the horse's back. He turned his head and saw Rosa was doing the same movement.
Both of them are veteran cavalry. They both experienced the tragic war a year ago. Shanali still remembers the scene when he charged towards the endless sea of skulls. There is only a flashing sea of phosphorous fire everywhere, such a spectacular scene, it makes people feel cold from the bones when they think about it. It is said that in that battle, many people slowed down because of being scared. Then he was stabbed to death by a spear. But after getting acquainted with the battle with Madara, people gradually discovered that the fighting power of the bone frame was no more than that. The thin bone frame was far less powerful than an adult.
It's just that the army that didn't know to be afraid, didn't get tired, and never retreated still left a deep impression on him.
Shanali touched the scar on his cheek and asked, "Where to go?"
"Go and join our troops." Rosa grabbed the reins, clamped the horse's belly slightly, and trot out first. Shanali had to slap his horse to keep up, but suddenly, a scream passed over their heads, causing the roof tiles on both sides of the street to fall straight down.
He raised his head subconsciously.
Ai Fan grabbed his sword and turned and ran to the assembly point. The sudden scream made the young man stop. He looked up in amazement. In the vast night of the town south of the town, countless dots of light are slowly rising. . These stars rose up in the sky, gathered into a cluster, and then suddenly dispersed, like a flock of birds turning down. At that moment, the young man finally understood what it was—
"hidden!"
There was a bitter scream from somewhere, the sky full of rockets had fallen like raindrops, and there were originally some pedestrians fleeing northward in the street. At this moment, they fell down like pieces of wooden stakes in the arrow rain, and the magic was tempered. The passing icy frontal arrow penetrated the fragile human body, and the soul fire attached to it burned like oil, turning the victim into a human-shaped struggling fireball in a blink of an eye. Only a small number of people who reacted quickly survived. Ai Fan was one of them. The long-term training of the security team eventually saved his life. He didn't even know how he reacted, and waited until he recovered. , The body has been thrown down at the door of a pottery workshop. He raised his head somewhat stupidly, and saw that the hanging signboard at the entrance of the workshop not far away had been pierced by several arrows, and was slowly being swallowed by the faint blue flame.
"What's wrong?"
He turned around, and suddenly a weed appeared on the stone-paved streets. It was the tail feathers of densely erected arrows. The corpses, the residents who had nearly collapsed in fright, and the burning wreckage seemed to instantly turn the whole town into a small town. For the hell scene, Ai Fan stared at all this in amazement. At this time, the second scream passed over the entire town, shaking the ground slightly. In his field of vision, a winged creature he had never seen before fluttered its wings and flew up. Above the spire of the central sanctuary of the town.
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The Knight Captain Geki of the Seventh Squadron of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment froze there. He tried to grab his command knife several times, but he caught nothing. Less than a hundred meters away in front of him, countless bones arms were lifting up the soil and protruding from the ground, then the skull with phosphorous fire in the eye sockets, then the collarbone, shoulder armor and the entire upper body, countless skeletons were all in one. One after another crawled out of the ground, they shook off the dirt on the dark steel chain mail, holding a long bow, one after another stood up, walked forward, walked to the predetermined position, and then lifted the long bow. Bow, the arrows on the longbow burned with faint flames, as if in an instant, a complete longbowman position appeared in front of him.
Almost all the knights looked at a loss by Gage's side, because looking in all directions, the scene before them didn't just happen in front of them, it was everywhere in the front of the Silman Valley. Under the dark night, the phosphorous fire on the arrows of the skeleton archer formed a continuous band of light. This band of light runs from west to east, with no end in sight.
But the crux of the problem is, how did they come from? Where's the scout, where did those guys die? How did these damn bone frames bypass the line of defense? Did it come from underground
Such heavy questions hung in everyone's hearts.
But for Gage, these problems have now converged into one major problem—
How to do
When the second wave of arrow rain fell from the sky, Walter, the deputy commander of the White-Winged Cavalry Regiment who was almost shocked, finally reacted. He finally realized that this was definitely not a harassment. Even in the Black Rose War, he has never seen so many skeleton archers. The dark lords of Madara like to divide the army into small groups and command them separately. Generally speaking, a group of corpses usually command ten to ten. Twelve skeletons—depending on the number of corpses and black knights under the Dark Lord. This kind of battle mode is like a knight leading their patrons to fight. Only in large-scale battles, you can often see hundreds of corpses driving tens of thousands of skeletons toward you like a tsunami. , That is the scene that the human army is most afraid to see, but fortunately, such an opportunity is very rare even for the black rose of the Bromanto. First of all, gathering thousands of corpses is a very important thing. Difficult things often require the cooperation of many lords-but this is precisely the most difficult thing to happen to Madara.
Therefore, when Walter saw thousands of skeleton shooters on the long front, his first reaction was that he was being tricked. There were at least three to four dark lords fighting side by side in front of him, and they were cooperating closely. At this time, even if he was stupid, he realized that Silman's channel, which seemed more difficult to attack, was exactly the main direction of Madara's attack. After realizing this, he immediately thought: What should I do now? How to solve the current battle? Can it be solved
The only thing he can be fortunate in his heart is that he is commanding the cavalry. Compared with Madara’s regular skeleton warriors, the cavalry has at least the advantages of mobility and impact. Although Madara also has black knights, the number is too large. Without it, it will not play a decisive role in this battle. The deputy commander calmed down quickly. Madara's raid came too suddenly. These damn bone racks suddenly appeared from the ground and appeared in front of them almost instantly. There was no time to react. There was a person outside him. The cavalry of the brigade is over. Although the cavalry may not be completely annihilated at the beginning, they are scattered and dragged on the ground. They are hardly established with each other. They are not connected to each other. They will soon lose the will to fight. Walter is very familiar with his men. Therefore, Don't expect any miracles to happen, but he still has two teams.
This is enough.
"Serial soldier!" He finally made up his mind and yelled.
Orders were communicated in chaos, and when the remaining two cavalry battalions in the Silman Valley were gathering to attack the left flank of the skeleton archer, just as Walter expected, the White-winged Cavalry Regiment took the lead. A large team has been completely plunged into chaos. The knight commander of the first brigade, the golden knight Galin, was unluckily shot in the eye socket in the first wave of arrows and was killed on the spot. After that, the skeleton army suddenly crawled out of the ground and appeared in front of them. He was in chaos. The 1st Cavalry Brigade among them was dragged into a chaotic battle. The battle lasted only half an hour. The 4th Squadron was wiped out. The 7th Squadron Cavalier Captain Geki was killed, and the 8th Squadron Cavalier Captain Opam was seriously injured and unconscious. The remaining supreme commander fell to Portland, the deputy captain of the Eighth Squadron, and this man had always had no opinion, and he simply retreated into Owl Town, and the Madara army was completely blocked from the front.
The remaining two cavalry battalions were immediately exposed to the attacking striker—
Walter was so angry when he saw such a scene on the high ground. He had dragged Opam out and chopped it many times in his heart, but unfortunately his anger was of no avail right now. At this moment, it was too late to reclaim the order and he could only count on it. Madara's reaction was not so fast, and she couldn't turn around on the battlefield in such a short time. Or maybe his subordinates are better, able to withstand one or two waves of attacks, as long as they get into the position of the skeleton archer, then it will be easy to handle the next step. They are cavalry, and the opponent is just infantry.
If this were in the Black Rose War, the White Wing Cavalry regiment might have collapsed, but fortunately, it has been a year since that war. This year was left for everyone who had experienced that terrible war to lick their wounds. . Those terrible undead are now reduced to ugly bones in the hearts of the veterans, and are no longer synonymous with death. In addition to being dull and fearless, they are even inferior to ordinary human soldiers, without the fear that originated from the root. The black rose of Bromanto is just a slightly more special opponent.
Walter thought of this and pressed his lips, "Bless Martha, it's not just Madara that changes time." He thought silently in his heart.
The fact is indeed the case.
Masses of lighting magic exploded on the ground, illuminating the last distance between the hundreds of marching cavalry Fengya and the Madara skeleton army in front of them. Among the slowly marching cavalry, the magician One by one, they are flying from behind the knights, leaving their horses, floating in the air. Although their spells expose the white-winged cavalry to the range of the skeleton archer, the cavalry is preparing for the final accelerated sprint. It is almost impossible to deploy such a tactic under dark conditions. Although there are legends that some cavalry may be able to do it, the commanders of the White-winged Cavalry Regiment thought about the capabilities of their subordinates.
Vance, the knight commander of the Second Cavalry Battalion, was feeling that one good boy on horseback was surpassing him. In fact, the entire Second Cavalry Battalion was accelerating. The distance between them was less than 100 meters. It was the No. 1 Cavalry Battalion. , The cavalry under Valerie’s command was a little bit ahead of them. Their task was to open a passage in the sea of skeletons so that they could go through to slaughter the corpses who drove away the skeletons. He suddenly felt lightened. —This is a symptom of the effect of wind spells on him and his horses. Thanks to all kinds of strange magic, their cavalry can charge at night under such rugged terrain. These tactics are all Summarized in the Black Rose War.
Before that, the army of the kingdom had been following the experience gained from the first holy war. It was old-fashioned and rigid, and in fact was not suitable for wars other than people.
The war is fair to both parties. The Madara in front of me may be stronger than before, but they are not static. "Let’s see, damn bone frame!" He waved his long sword with some excitement, the cavalry. Tactics is the greatest invention in the history of civilization. When you take part in it yourself, there are galloping horses and knights covered in armor and holding two-handed swords. All of these move forward to form an irresistible torrent of steel. , Every participant seems to be harnessing this extraordinary power personally, and that feeling is absolutely addictive.
For Vance, it makes no difference.
The arrow rain began to fall, and the jingle fell on the armor, and it hardly caused any impact. The horses of the cavalry were not close relatives of those workhorses, but the tamed monsters were closer to the close relatives of the unicorns in blood, but they did not have them. The relatives in the forest are so powerful, but they are far beyond ordinary beasts. Therefore, the impact force on the arrows is reduced by thick armor, and then transmitted to them, causing minimal impact.
The knights rushing in the front have begun to make strange noises.
At this distance, it is time to prepare for the spell, the spell of the corpse witch. However, the magicians behind are also ready to take action. This is the last level. Once broken, there will be an army of skeletons with no resistance in front. In the Black Rose War, few armies dared to attack the sea-like skeleton army so directly, but now it’s different. The mysterious cloak worn on this army has long since faded due to the accumulation of time after the war, especially in For the veterans who participated in the first war, there are just bones in front of them, new and old hatreds are in front of them, and they suffocated their breath to teach each other a lesson. The lower-level officers were also yelling to encourage the recruits. Everyone knew one thing. They were a cavalry, and the opponent was just an infantry. No matter whether the impact failed or not, the infantry could not pursue the cavalry. .
The only thing to worry about is not to be held back.
Then there is the Black Knight—
But fortunately, the skeleton army is very scattered, and the opposing commander seems inexperienced. And Vance did not see the shadow of the black knight. The black knights and their nightmare horses are very conspicuous in such an environment, not to worry about where they will hide, the entire valley is wide open, and the nearest hills are also kilometers away. , Don’t worry about them appearing suddenly. Vance glanced around, finally letting out a sigh of relief in his heart.
The only thing that puzzled him was.
The expected spell strike did not come.
"What is the commander of Madara doing?" He was a little puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his head and look in Valerie's direction: "They have almost missed their last chance..."
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