The night belongs to those who never sleep. The remaining army of undead advances in the dark. The undulating ridges of the river valley in the dark are like giant beasts, the silent dark forest, the bleak meadow and the rubble. The landscape formed by the river beach quickly receded from both sides of the undead's pale vision. The blood rod and the high-level corpses under it are protected in the center of these skeleton riders. It raised its bare skull and looked at the south of the river valley. The shimmering light reflected by the gurgling river outlines the valley in that direction. The narrow shape of the pass, and behind it is the exit to the Sillman Valley.
At the mouth of the river valley, there is a quiet camp, similar to all the undead military camps. This camp is composed of a large number of bones of thorns and a few large black tents, but this camp is empty at the moment. Objects, there is no sign of activity inside. The undead army stopped under the order of the blood rod. There was originally a group of corpse witches stationed here. There were hundreds of skeleton warriors under them. However, these undeads seemed to be turned into the air at the moment and disappeared.
The blood rod sent several scouts, and these scouts quickly ran back, and the news they brought back was the same as what it had seen. There was nothing in the camp and no signs of fighting.
The blood rod was not a fool, and he immediately understood that there was an enemy on the road behind him.
"It found us." Brende let out a white breath in the cold night. There was only sparse light in the rainy night, and the blade in his hand was dark and non-reflective.
"It's awareness, not discovery." Alea corrected.
"It's all about the same."
"No, it's a lot worse. Tactically, being aware of our existence means we have determined our position, but realizing that it's just a guess. The difference here is big. Brende, the vagueness is not yours. Style."
"you shut up."
Alea wanted to say more, but little Pello also turned his head and glared at him, and said, "You shut up." He opened his mouth, and finally closed it honestly. There was a low laugh in the dark night, and the young Cruz people were obviously used to seeing Alea's deflated appearance.
"That is the undead?" a female knight asked curiously.
Little Pello glanced at the bone racks from a distance and nodded.
"The empire fought with them on the island of Kerry. They turned out to be like this. Those necromancers were doing desecration of corpses on the edge of the empire. The temple should have sanctioned them long ago."
"Aren't you afraid?" Alea asked curiously, "I heard that you women are afraid of these bones."
"Alea, shut up!" The female knight replied angrily, "The dog can't spit out ivory!"
"They are alert, what should we do?" Brende asked without looking aside, sitting in the saddle, as if he hadn't seen his own damaging friend's face. It was drizzling in the night, the military uniform was close to the body like wet hair, and the gaps in the armor seemed to be full of water, which made people feel very uncomfortable, but it couldn't shake him at all. It was like a role model for the imperial knight.
"It doesn't matter, this is their only way. Lord Earl fought very beautifully. They don't have much left. We can just wait here. There is no need to play any tricks with them." Little Pello replied. .
"The more complex the tactics, the easier it is to fail." Brende said as if reciting a scripture.
"Dogmatist." Alaya whispered.
The Knights of Broken Swords lined up on the river beach a hundred meters away from the dead camp. Hundreds of cavalry were silent on the gravel ground, leaving only rows of cavalry long swords standing in a row. , Bright light blue eyes.
The blood rod quickly spotted this unusual cavalry, and it was a little stunned, because it originally thought it would be attacked by a round, but it never expected that these bold humans would even start a battle in front of it. , I want to confront myself head-on. It suddenly felt embarrassed. If a day ago, how could such a small human cavalry dared to be so arrogant, but even now, it still has more than a thousand skeleton cavalry in its hands. These human cavalry are simply too bad. Put yourself in the eye.
The skeleton staff in the blood staff's handle squeezed and creaked, as if feeling the anger beating in the fire of its burning soul, and the apprentices of the necromancer who followed it quickly reminded him in a low voice that this might be a human trap. .
But the blood rod shook his head. Before it could speak, the dark mercenaries around it laughed meaninglessly.
The blood rod looked at these guys with a little annoyance: "No need, this is our only way, they can just make a surprise attack, there is no need to be so mysterious."
"No more than three hundred," the dark mercenaries who began to sneer quickly estimated the number of Cruz knights. Darkness is an ally of the eternal dead. "These human beings really do not live or die."
"Send the scout cavalry to explore the strength." The blood rod suddenly felt something dangerous.
The young people of Cruz looked at the small group of skeletal cavalry separated from the undead army, and immediately understood the other party's attempt. Little Pello said nothing, made a gesture, and ordered Brende to lead a small group of knights to welcome him. Go up. These folding sword knights are by no means new recruits on the battlefield. Before the life and death encounters in the Dead Frost Forest, they had already fought many enemies. These bones were just an episode of their military career. Brende soon Intercepted the small group of skeleton cavalry, and then the two sides started fighting. It only took a few minutes to kill the opposite side, but none of the undead turned around and escaped, which made him slightly surprised and became cautious.
The army of the undead is indeed very different from the opponents he has ever encountered.
"The strength of the Silver Step is approximately between the middle and lower reaches." The dark mercenaries from the Sea of Dead Moon quickly came to the conclusion. The soul fire in their eyes flashed, while using a hoarse voice and a blood rod. Said.
"I'm afraid there is hidden strength, which means that Eruin has another Tier 4 cavalry team." The blood rod replied in a deep voice, "No wonder it is so arrogant."
Its tone revealed unwillingness, feeling that he shouldn't come to Eruin at all. Its past understanding of this kingdom was completely subverted in a mere day, and it hasn't even figured out the elite branch beyond him. How did the imagined human army come from. There shouldn't be such an army in the south of the kingdom, and no one has ever told it. The news it got from all channels indicated that this was the most empty moment in the south of the kingdom.
But now, the blood rod was faintly aware that he seemed to be sold.
It is very astute, already knowing that it might not be so easy on the way back to Madara, but it still has a chance. It has taken away all the high-level corpses from the battlefield. This is its most important one. Strength, as long as this foundation is still there, then it will have a comeback one day. It recovered, and looked at the "Eruin cavalry" in front of him coldly. Its strength is almost six times that of the opponent. Even if the cavalry is a Tier 4 army, it still has Certain advantages.
"It is necessary for these humans to understand that the night belongs to the eternal and immortal."
The blood staff shook his skeleton staff lightly and pointed forward—
The skeletal cavalry began to disperse. These bony horsemen with flames in their eye sockets drove side by side in the valley, trotting forward, and quickly formed a wedge-shaped attack formation. During the whole process, the whole army hardly made much noise. , Only the crisp sound of bones and horseshoes falling on the gravel, the emptiness is hairy. This silence is enough to overwhelm any human army. However, the young people of the Knights of the Broken Sword are an exception. They have seen a scene of wolves running on the tundra, and the scene in front of them is in Death Frost Compared to the forest, it is nothing more than that.
"They really came!" Alaya even yelled in excitement.
"They have to come," Brende replied.
"You guy is really boring."
Little Pello turned his head at this time and glanced across everyone's faces: "Lord Tonigel asked us not to expose our strength above gold. This is related to our main mission to stay here, so you understand. How should this battle be fought?"
"Hi—"
"Hey!" Hearing what little Pello said, there was a sigh in the crowd.
"Then what fun is there, little Pello." Alea couldn't help but yelled, "Let's do a good job, the bones are going to rust out!"
"You can talk to the prince about this." Little Pello gave him a slanted look and replied.
Now these young people from Cruz are speechless, let them go to bargain with His Royal Highness the eldest son, it is better to kill them. Everyone knows that the prince’s eldest son is serious and serious on weekdays. He will be about the same as them next year, but he seems to be ten years older than them. The key is that there is a legion master behind the eldest son of the prince. These young people can dare to ignore the majesty of the royal family, but facing Veronica, it is like a mouse that has met a cat.
There was no sound in the knights' phalanx, and Little Pello nodded in satisfaction: "Get ready, the first wave of attacks."
He raised his hand.
The knights raised their hands together, as if a black forest had suddenly risen.
At this distance, it is difficult for the blood stick to see the movements of the Cruz people, but it still notices the abnormality. The skeleton knight has entered the best distance for sprinting, but the opponent is still motionless. What is the reason? Don't the opposing commander understand that when two cavalry meet, whoever ran up to enter the best attack position will have the upper hand. What's more, the number of cavalry of these Eruins is far less than it. In theory, they should take advantage of flexibility to take the lead to redeem their disadvantages in strength, but the other side seemed to be shocked and stood stupidly. There.
Of course, the blood rod would not think that the opponent was frightened. How could a commander who can command a Tier 4 army be a fool? It instinctively felt that there was a conspiracy, but it was too late at this time, the army had been activated, and it was impossible to stop or turn around.
"What the hell is going on?" It couldn't help asking for the first time the rebellious dark mercenaries.
But these experienced tactical masters were dumbfounded at this moment. They didn't understand what this weird cavalry wanted to do. In the end, it was seen by an old necromancer from the barren territory on the easternmost side of the Dead Moon Sea. After a little clue, "They seem to be preparing some spell!" When the necromancer saw this, his voice changed a little, because it did not see it, but felt the majesty oncoming. Magic breath.
Prepare spells
The blood rod was also dumbfounded. He saw the archer on horseback today, the cavalry without horses, the wizard who was used as an archer, and he didn't expect to see the cavalry wizard in armor at the end. "They are wearing armor and full body cavalry armor. Tell me they are preparing spells!" The blood rod couldn't help but roared a little bit irritably.
But as soon as his voice fell, a dazzling light flashed in the square formation of the Knights of Folding Swords.
The young Cruz knights held their right hands high. Unlike most knights in the Knights, they were mostly not wearing heavy iron handguards, but beautiful platinum handguards. The biggest difference between this kind of handguard and ordinary handguards is The ten fingers are not connected together, it has an elegant and delicate beauty, but in addition to its own artistic beauty, the biggest advantage of this kind of handguard is that it can leave a place for the wearer to wear a ring. Of course, it’s not ordinary rings, but the so-called little secrets of the witches on both sides of the magic triangle area—
Magic ring.
On the fingers of these young Cruz people, there is a piece of beautiful shiny rings inlaid with rubies, flame agates, emeralds, and blue crystals. Each ring is engraved with countless mysterious runes. Law circle.
If Brando’s army is extremely luxurious in the eyes of Count Jacques, it is really the gap between beggars and rich men compared with these young leaders from the Cruz people. The young people of the Knights of Folding Swords are percent. Eighty are all descendants from various families in the empire, and the cost of equipment on each of them is almost enough to arm a whole knight collar. This little money is only a small part of the wealth of the empire’s nobles. It seemed to be a matter of course, but it was the first time it was placed in Eruin, a remote place.
The blood rod was fortunate to witness how the elite knights of the Cruz people showed off their strength and wealth.
In some ways, it is the first person of Madara.
…
Alvette is standing next to her war horse, and the gaps in the thick white armor on her body seem to be endlessly braving out of the blazing flames. This is called the Banshee by all the Dark Lords in the Sea of Dead Moon. Ms. Wang rarely shows her true face, but today she rarely wears a helmet. Under the helmet is a pale face. For a lady, this face is beautiful, but it is full of cold air. ; Her hair is like a burning phosphorous fire, with silver flames flying from time to time, against a flat forehead without the slightest blood, and a pair of silver eyes under the sword-like slender eyebrows are hidden in the sunken eye sockets, she is squeezing right now With thin lips, his cheeks are a little sunken, and the whole person seems very silent.
She did not speak, but her eyes were shining against the distant fire.
Several banshees guarded by the banshee king.
"Let's go." After watching for a while, she suddenly turned around, grabbed the saddle and got on the horseback. The voice of the banshee king is very ethereal, like a faint singing: "There is nothing to look at, the blood rod is over."
"Your Majesty, are you saying that the Eruin defeated the blood rod?" a banshee asked in a shrill voice.
"Don't call me your majesty, Vinnie, there is only one majesty of Madara," Alvette replied, "It is nothing strange that the Eruin defeated the blood rod itself. It is just a fool. Instaron played around. The poor guy thought that your majesty would tacitly approve of his behavior-ah, I really admire Targus, dare to deal with that guy, instaron kind of people, even if they sell you Sometimes you still have to count the money for him."
Alvette unscrupulously teased the henchmen around a few supreme ones in the empire, the banshees hissed and did not dare to continue answering.
She finally glanced at the flash on the other side of the mountain, and said to herself: "But the Eruins did give me a little surprise. Have you seen it? This is the foundation of this ancient land. Don't underestimate any enemies. After thousands of years of precipitation, they have some ingenious knowledge and secrets that can always bring you accidents. But accidents in war are fatal, and the blood rod always looks at him with the stupid eyes of the past. Opponents, today is a battle of life and death. It will not keep its hands. How can its enemies be soft-hearted? Ah, the new dark nobles in the empire can't wait to make achievements in this land, but this time, your Majesty is afraid There are reasons to convince them."
"Why does your Majesty care about this little Eruin."
Alvette shook her head and did not refute her personal waitress. She knew in her heart that the Supreme One was not concerned about Eruin, but the attitude of the Four Great Temples. Eruin suddenly showed a strong side today. What is behind it is hard to say. The Lord Earl of Tonigel seems to have something to do with the Wind Elf, but the power he holds also has traces of the temple. He seems to have emerged out of thin air overnight, and he has a powerful influence.
"interesting."
She whispered: "It's interesting."
But there was one more word she didn't say, and she even had a faint feeling in her heart that the Eruin army had a faint aura that made her feel very familiar. The banshee king shook his head, muttering in his heart:
"No, it shouldn't be possible."