The Amber Sword: Act 318 Holy White’s Campaign II

Act 318

Holy White's Campaign

The sun reflects the ivory-white Shixin Avenue in Ampere Searl. This street was built in the year of First Era, when the Charlemagne of Ampere Searl Deacon wrote the following chapter: 'The long street shines like snow, as if it leads to the clouds. Stairway '.

455 years ago, White Lion Legion was reviewed by First King Eicht from this long street; however, today, 465 years later, they once again appeared on this land.

spear shines, the armor wins the snow.

"Every enemy is dead."

Knight Franz stood on the temporary position, watching the rows of silvery white spears appear on the horizon on the other side of Shixin Long Street. The corners of his two mouths drooped slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

If the enemy is White Lion, what am I? The failure of Calum is still in sight. He slowly raised his right hand, put his fingers together, and saw it in the morning breeze.

But Calum is just waste.

White Lion motto, to the death; However, regardless of the enemy, legion is defeated. -- is true and false. It is self-evident under the sword. This is a blood-stained blade. Praise is not an empty word; Knight Franz looks up Holding the White Lion battle flag, this is a fortress built with the blood of the enemy and one's own, but how can youngster understand it.

He never thought that there would be an army in this kingdom to defeat today's White Lion Legion, other legions would not work, and the past White Lion Guardss would not work either. To deny today is to betray history, Knight Franz will never forget those comrades who died in November War.

Naturally, their blood will not flow in vain.

So today he will prove it all with a knife sword length bow. From now on, White Lion Legion will always stand on this land, and their flag will never fade because of this. How can the fate of the people today be bound by history.

Not everyone has to live a heavy life to carry yesterday's ideals. It is just a pride that existence goes down.

History depends on strength.

"Preparing --"

There was a call in the wind with the strong local accent of the northern plateau.

Behind Knight Franz, the light infantry one step forward of the kingdom White Lion Legion forwards in turn like a gray-white wall. one by one lifts the long bow in his hand, and the corner of the iron bow is shining in the sun, forming a shaking, flash Strip of light.

The commander squinted to estimate the distance.

The archers of the Kingdom White Lion Legion held their breath, and they adjusted the coordination between the one's own heartbeat and the eyes of the hands.

The commander finally nodded.

"One hundred steps away, no wind --"

"One hundred steps away, no wind --"

Knight Franz raised his hand like a banner, swiping forward fiercely:

"Put it!"

Om --

The air seemed to be evacuated, and the bowstring seemed to be shaking slowly at a very low frequency. The feather arrow came out of the string, and the archer of three hundred White Lion Legion released the arrow at the same time, and then seemed to slowly sideways, simultaneously pulled another arrow from the quiver behind him by hand ...

In an instant.

Flying in the sky is like a locust.

Royal Knight Academy The young NCO student's gaze rose with the arrow, and the neat cavalry queue produced a wave like a ripple in the water. Brando stood on the sidelines, knowing that after many wars, perhaps the dense longbow salvo in each war was not the attack method that caused the most casualties, but it was a huge test of the army's quality.

Aouine has many warfare examples showing that when low-quality troops face intensive long-range strikes, morale will drop sharply. Because people always instinctively seek to get rid of the predicament, timidity and eagerness will tear the formation, and even cause escape.

But war is the process of overcoming instinct.

"Stay fast!"

"Stay fast!"

Mike, Bretton, and even Luca all screamed, NCO students raised the small shield while manipulating the steed.

Canmore lightly breathed in on the horse's back, taupe eyes are staring at the flying stars that are getting higher and higher in the air, and the head is also getting higher and higher.

Although already has experienced several battles before, this is the first time that they have been put on the front of the battlefield. There is no tactical requirement for the two sides to compete. The competition is pure Will.

Their opponents are no longer those who are vulnerable Harbour Defence Army -- but those who wear off-white battle armour, with a solemn look and uniform action, White Lion Legion. Please keep in mind

Kingdom of the best warrior --

‘刷 --’

The arrow rain has rushed towards us. All the Knights on horseback leaned back slightly, and arrow(s) ding ding fell from them. Those arrow(s) are actually not even close to them. already is slightly deformed. -- is a layer of slightly invisible golden light. It extends in the direction of arrow(s). When arrow(s) really broke through this ray of light ring and hit everyone, in fact already lost most of its power .

"It's Magic!"

"It's Collision Aura ... There is Templar Knight in Phalanx Formation camp!" White Lion Legion hissed.

In the moment of Canmore, the arrow felt blank in his mind, but when he shook his head raises head, he saw that an arrow rain was pouring down. The infantry regiment wearing white heavy armor in front of the team was moving. Leave battalion.

Countless flying vectors.

They are attracting firepower ...

Canmore swallowed dry, and suddenly felt a little dry throat.

Brando has a long sword, and his eyes firmly stay on the position of noble in the north. He is waiting for an opportunity, but this time already is near.

He finally raised his sword, as if roaring with exhausted strength:

"White Lion Guard, listen to my command and crush all your enemies!"

"You are born with glory, so spread your wings to embrace your victory --"

"Whether you are your adversary, legion wins!"

Earth Sword Sword refers to the sky, as if a banner is flying. White Lion Guard simultaneously uttered a roar, which shook the world and made their enemies look discolored.

Within ten seconds, White Lion Legion's long archer already fired four rounds of feather arrows. Feiya is like a storm sweeping every inch of land within a short distance of less than 100 meters. Although White Lion Legion is not longer than long-range strike, it is only relatively speaking.

It just makes no sense.

Knight Franz looked with shock at the holy white army. The White Lion battle flag was moving forward in the rain like arrow(s).

All the firepower is concentrated on them, but they have not achieved any results; the sharpest arrow(s) can not enter less than a foot around their bodies, a layer of light cyan light natural flicks feather arrows.

The archer has changed several types of arrow clusters, such as hunting arrows and cone-piercing arrows.

On the contrary, the opponent is gradually accelerating.

Quickly overtake the horse.

Knight Franz's body was cold. He had seen Broken Sword Regiment of Kirrlutzian on plateau, and Stag Guards of Saers in November War. The army in front of him couldn't help making him return to that nightmare era.

Do not save one.

The blood that shed during the war seemed to have become red.

"Let the Wizard Corps go!" Knight Franz shouted almost gritted teeth, a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Sir, Wizard Corps is still behind!"

The kingdom of White Lion Legion Fur Coated Regiment 1st Swordsmen Group led by Knight Franz, the purpose of this light infantry regiment is to detour to the rear of the Princess party at the fastest speed and cut off the rear path.

He led a Archer Brigade and a Light Infantry Brigade to reach their destination first, even before they had time to rest, they started the formation. I thought it would be more than just rubbing two hundred people with five hundred people.

But now he only feels regretful, but he has ignored the enemy. Knight Franz closed his eyes: "Hurry up, let Great Knight Nicklema come to support, let Holy Cathedral come to support!"

"Damn, how can there be Templar Knight in the enemy camp ?! Those **** Kirrlutzian, they are really indifferent ..."

He turned around.

But you must block each other, even if you are dragging it, even if you pay for it.

"Bowman retreat, change the sword! White Lion Infantry, step forward --"

The back of the archer reveals a spear like a forest.

But already is late, White Lion Guard is now before the position.

The army that seems to have stepped out of the legend now really wants to open their wings to embrace their victory; the cyan lines surrounding their armor seem to really come alive, they surround each other, Stretch out to the sides.

In an instant, all warrior behind White Lion Guard stretched out a pair of turquoise wings with a wingspan of nearly ten meters.

Ah!

Kingdom White Lion Legion The infantrymen who had just set up spears were stunned and watched their enemies suddenly lift off the ground. That was not flying, but it was more terrible than flying. -- They leapt high, leapt over a distance of nearly twenty meters, and came to the kingdom in an instant. White Lion Legion Over the ground.

Isn't this the Wind Elf Guards tactic? When Knight Franz raised his head, there was only a blank space in his mind.

This is also the last thought in his life.

In the middle of the sky, the lance spears like rain. One of the spears carried an unparalleled power, and even penetrated his heart before he had time to respond. To the moment of death, the kingdom White Lion Legion 1st Swordsmen Group Commander even maintained that extremely surprised expression.

Shocked.

Not willing.

There are also incredible.

The kingdom White Lion Legion, which has lost a body, is retreating, but it is not fleeing, it is forming a siege circle. The lower layer NCO has taken over the command rights of Knight Franz. Although morale already is greatly reduced, they still have to complete the final mission of this legion.

White Lion Legion, to the death.

Cagliss is also a headache for such a scene. The Kingdom's White Lion Legion may not be the strongest army, but it is definitely the most difficult. The other side's glory supports them never retreats, but they only have one chance, and they must not let the other side get involved.

White Lion Legion more than three Swordsman groups are completing their enquiries. As long as one second in the evening, it is the difference between Hell and Paradise.

As soon as he landed with his personal guard knights, he immediately made the same decision -- forward. The opponent's position must be torn forward to open a path for NCO student Knights behind him.

youngster from Trentheim is almost already, but they are facing the same fierce opponent. The powerful Swordsmanship can only set off a wave of blood in the crowd. But the speed of this advance is not enough, it is not enough.

Cagliss pulled out the lion's blade, almost red eyes, and yelled, "Push them away! Even if it hits, you must also knock me out of a **** path. Listen! You can only move forward, not allowed retreat! "

"Oh!" Everyone got red eyes.

White Lion Guard completely gave up all defense, almost recklessly in the crowds of people, even though all the attacks of the Kingdom White Lion Legion can hardly constitute any damage for them, but those soldiers who are recklessly hugged them Arms and thighs, dragging them out of the way.

Cagliss stood against dozens of offenses by himself, but it took a moment of fighting to almost make him feel beyond his limits. He gasped heavily, and the white gas that blew out condensed under the helmet's mask. White Lion Guard also finally began to have casualties. Finally, someone was crushed by the soldiers of the kingdom White Lion Legion, and opened his face armor, and then stabbed to the ground with a sword.

But giving is not without cost.

The kingdom's White Lion Legion 1st Swordsmen Group position finally began to loosen.

Canmore Suddenly heard a cheer from his ears, he looked around and found that the cavalry's formation was spreading toward the wings, forming a thinner and wider impact formation.

This is about to start a shock, he suddenly thought. Sure enough, the two wings and one team Knight are accelerating, and they are holding the flag first.

Canmore just recognized those Knights, that Silver Elf Female Knight, the red-haired 'devil' Young Lady -- mountain people thinks that red-haired people have blood of the devil, and Canmore is no exception. Moreover, the fighting method of Scarlett is really unsightly Mercenary is notoriously fierce in the battle.

Then three Knights of Count of Swallowburg, Canmore can't help but stay on that Female Knight for a while. Followed by Bretton of Bruglas, Luca, Mike with a cold face.

Under their leadership, the cavalry's formation formed a crescent shape; they were gradually accelerating, from the trotting horses that kept sitting down to galloping.

The ground shook and thundered.

Canmore heard someone screaming in the ear: "Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!"

"already enters the opponent's best range!"

"Don't stop if you don't want to die!"

"The cavalry accelerates and keeps the formation!"

Canmore felt hit by someone before they responded. He turned back and saw a black figure passing by with himself. He only saw a black cloak fluttering in the wind when he was raises head.

And the raised, dark, wide sword edge.

Earth Sword Harlangaia.

It's "His Commander".

This is what they NCO student call that person. Canmore can't help but stare -- could it be that. He also wants to participate in the charge? In their impression, Brando should be a well-planned Commander, not the Knight that is charging ahead.

But he just opened his mouth slightly in surprise, already seeing another slender figure walking alongside His Excellency Commander. It is Sir Oberbeck. The name of Lone Wolf has long resounded through the kingdom. The old minister of the kingdom, Minister Oberbeck should be charged alongside him?

What glory is this ...

But who glorifies who.

Canmore has not had time to make a sound, already has one after another Knight already leaned over him to Brando, first is the Mercenary of Lopes Knight, these experienced mercenary clustered around their Thane, making Brando look like a king of hunting .

Brando quickly solved the doubts of Canmore with practical actions.

Kingdom of White Lion Legion 1st Swordsmen Group in the kingdom finally began to loosen.

The opportunity has arrived.

Brando retracts his eyes from left and right. On his left are Oberbeck and Nemesis, and on his right are Ciel, Tiger Sparrow, Andelique and Mordefeys.

These are his companions.

So-called companion.

All are like-minded.

He knows that some of them share the same sufferings with him in this world, and some fight alongside him in another history. However, at this moment, the two periods overlap.

It's close at hand, no matter from which side. The whirring wind passed through his ears, and the wind seemed to carry a sound --, which was the long flute of Callas.

The flute sounded above the battlefield.

That year, the enemy they faced was the endless army of Madara's. Just as they are now, in front of them, the Knights has their helmets on, and they are precious to each other, and they will launch a final charge on the enemy.

Waiting for them are countless icy, unemotional, dying like phosphorus fire.

At that moment, history and reality overlap.

So, let ’s charge.

He raised his sword first. The cape flew like a black flame. Bucce, Rydenburg, Madara, everything has been left behind, and there is an endless future ahead.

History already has changed.

The cavalry roared behind him, forming three incomparable fronts. Their name was NCO student of Royal Knight Academy, their name was White Lion Guard of the kingdom, and their name -- was the young future of Aouine.

The moment when the huge trident on the battlefield penetrated the White Lion Legion front of noble in the north, the legion, which was said to be indestructible, finally collapsed.

The cavalry was screaming, screaming, and the whispering horn sounded like a big hand that swept across the battlefield, carrying everyone's victory forward and then forward.

White Lion Legion's siege opened a gap.

This mouth finally tore the darkest corner in the history of Aouine. When Great Knight Nicklema led the reinforcements, he paled and saw the corner of White Lion Legion's collapse. This was a scene he had never seen in his lifetime.

Then he saw a black flame sweeping out of the defeated soldier.

Under the flame, those youngster eyes were as firm as steel, and the sharp blade in his hand. Great Knight Nicklema long sword came out of the sheath, like a Templar Knight, he also spread a circle of yellow halo on his body.

It is also Templar Knight.

Canmore saw their Commander and that Holy Cathedral's Ser Knight staggered. He didn't even have time to remind him. It was Templar Knight of Holy Cathedral. He even recognized the masters of Gold rank who were -- Great Knight Nicklema and Ampere Searl Holy Cathedral.

But Canmore sees only a continuous afterimage, and the head of Great Knight Nicklema flying high.

"Ah ..."

He can't even make a sound. All the NCO student of Royal Knight Academy were completely shocked at this moment. What kind of Swordsmanship is that can't be described in mortal language.

White Lion Legion 1st Swordsmen Group crashed.

As if a vortex of death was formed on the battlefield, Great Knight Nicklema's men were swept into this vortex, and they were crushed into a crush in an instant.

However, Brando is still advancing. The young cavalry swept over the wing of White Lion Legion 3rd Swordsmen Group, and swept over the fourth Swordsman group who had just arrived before they could spread out. Cohen was killed and Owen was seriously injured.

Morale is rainbow.

Ampere Searl North City Gate Barracks --

Balta looked at the report on his face blankly, all the information on it just told him a message: Princess broke out with her Royal Knight Academy NCO student already.

He is somewhat stiff raises head.

Great Deacon Wood is sinking in water, "The growth of youngster has far exceeded our expectations. It seems that we can only make us old guys."

Lloyd nodded, turned and pushed out the door.

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