The Amber Sword: Act 478 horn shrill cry IV
When the last Noble Knight on the current battlefield was also bowed with a sword, those White Lion Knights were non-stop and continued to kill in this direction. The number of opponents is actually not much, but the momentum is extremely amazing. river bank trembled slightly. White Lion Guards is the Knight under the horse, but when they ride on the war horse, they are also the most powerful cavalry in this kingdom.
"Down ... Spear ..." Matthew felt that one's own's voice was gone, and it was calculated that he faced countless skeletons in the first War of Black Rose. He had never been so nervous at this moment. Too.
Because he understands that if he fails in this battle, he will no longer have a chance to regret it.
Lancer rows of spears lowered the spears, and then a spell fell from the sky and fell on these inferior spears, making the rows of spears' spears flash a lilac light. "Enchanting spell!" Matthew was shocked. subconsciously raises head came, only to discover that a wizard had actually cast a spell on the one's own team. This discovery made him very excited. Lancer With bless/buff of spell, it can finally threaten the Knight of the other party.
Although it may not make him win, but at least it will scare the opponents. If they can bypass him directly and pinch the soft persimmons behind him, it would be better.
At this critical juncture, Matthew couldn't help but think about saving his strength.
Unfortunately, this option is not in his hands.
He soon discovered in horror that the White Lion Knight seemed to be dismissive of his confrontational formation. The Knights of the Trentheim people rushed directly to this side without even stopping for a moment.
Matthew even seemed to faintly hear someone give a command: "... speed up, charge!"
That's a calm, but very young male voice.
"Are you crazy!" Matthew almost wanted to yell at these lunatics across from him. In any case, Lancer's threat to horse rider is existence. In normal battles, even the most aggressive approach, Knight must constantly mobilize Lancer to adjust the formation, and then die in one hit.
How can there be such a direct face?
But he didn't have time to think so much. Because the threat already was approaching, each Lancer clenched the spear in his hand, and Matthew pulled out the sabre again.
He understands the success or failure.
50 meters. Thirty meters, twenty meters
Just as the Noble Knight shouted, "Raise the spear", suddenly, his eyes widened in amazement. Because he saw a silver ripple sweeping between those White Lion Knight, hitting his body. At that moment, Matthew felt only an irresistible force that pulled the arm of one's own, turned over the long sword clenched in his hand, and a sword pierced his one's own throat.
"Ah ... hmm ..."
Matthew screamed in vain, trying to pull out the sword, but all he could catch was the gushing blood arrows.
He felt that the power of one's own was disappearing, and his vision was also rotating. He saw that Knight of Trentheim people rushed away Lancer who was panic because they lost command, knocked those poor people to the ground, trampled to death.
He saw the thin formation wear almost instantly. The soldiers fled in panic, screamed, and crashed into nearby friendly forces.
Matthew closed his eyes in pain, but at the last moment of his life, he saw something across the sky, slipping out of his dim vision.
The last Noble Knight softly fell down from the one's own saddle.
But the fight on the battlefield has just begun.
Four spell are crossing the sky.
That is four silver lines that cross the heavens and the earth. They are displayed from the wizard of the Sasaarland people. They have almost the power to destroy the world.
Four light beams swept through the forest, hundreds of hectares of woodland evaporated to ashes, and spell cut the land like a sharp blade. When they swept across the frozen Alder River and shot at the White Lion Knight, even the river water was cut into four sections, and the ice flow in the river evaporated and rolled, exposing the riverbed with pebbles.
But Brando only looked at this scene coldly.
These people dare to cast Chord Magic in front of him. Compared with upperclasswoman, this level of Dragon language Magic is simply laughing.
He just pulled out the dismemberment. This dark twisted Holy Sword looks like a piece of scrap iron, but its curved sword edge gave birth to the meaning of cutting all Laws.
Expand superior permissions.
Cut into the third floortiamat network.
Truncate the source of Mana transmission.
A series of actions were completed in the instant of Brando's sword swing. The four silver wires were fragmented in mid-air, but this was far from over because the connection between order and Space was also cut off. The Sasaarland human wizard's flying technique also failed, and they fell directly from the air.
And this time, there are no longer Magic shields to protect them from damage.
Silver Lineage's body fell to the ground from a height of 100 meters, and the end result was nothing but a pile of mud.
"Down! Down!"
"Hurry down, your opponent has a magic trick!"
Slightly distant from Brando Some Sasaarland wizard who had escaped by accident were frightened by this scene and fled far away. And wizard Boss among them sizzled to signal the others to drop immediately.
Brando holds the dark, twisted, weird sword in his hands, and looks around at the sky. In the area where White Lion Knight is located, there is no longer a Sasaarland wizard who dares to stay in the air.
...
"Holy Sword dies!"
In the airspace in the other direction, a wizard named Grey Robe or Blue Robe is gathering. But everyone looked serious, and some of them frowned.
"Edo, Huggins is dead"
"It's the same with De Pana and Cara."
"With Holy Sword dissolution, the other person should be that person."
"He came back and summoned everyone. The scout of Aouinian was wrong, and the other party was by no means good at Sword Saint in the field of Illusion spell." A majestic voice sounded, let everyone go back and see To the speakers.
The person who spoke is Hollis Finn. He is the second most respected wizard in the Sasaarland position and second to Salder Warlock. He is also the leader of this operation.
This is a serious-looking, old-fashioned middle-aged man with two strange snow-white eyebrows on his handsome face. The sharp eyes lurking under this snow-white eyebrow glanced at all the people present and continued to say: "That is the power of element of Time and Space. It is known as Laws, which is closest to the truth below the power of existence. Maybe I have been instructed by Thurman, I may not be his opponent alone. "
"Sir," wizards have expressed their opinions: "We do not need to fight alone with him. Since the target already appears, should we notify the other party into play?"
Hollis nodded: "I have this intention."
As for the unfortunate mans that died in the hands of Brando, no one has mentioned them at this moment.
The death of those apprentices is not a big deal for Buga people. Although Silver Lineage each is noble, there are no fewer apprentices who die in various experiments every year. Before they can become formal wizard, Buga people themselves are just cannon fodder.
But the requirements of Buga people for formal wizard are much higher than mortals.
There are only those real wizards that are the most valuable Wealth of the Sasaarland alliance.
On the field on both banks of the Alder River, the fight between the Trentheim and the Southern Territory army has just begun.
Two consecutive Thane's ‘sacrifices’ have finally won enough time for others to react. The whine bugle horn sound sounded. In addition to a small number of people immediately chose to retreat, various noble troops chose to obey orders from immediately to surround Brando and his White Lion Knight from the banks of the Old River.
A spectacle is formed on the battlefield. The army on the north side of the Old River is closing together and encircling a tiny point on the battlefield. In the center of that point, there is a weak force that cannot be weaker Trentheim human cavalry.
"Sir, what shall we do next."
"Forward."
"Forward?"
In the face of the siege in all directions, even those who are bold and unafraid will inevitably lose heart. Although the Knights of White Lion Guards cultivated by Brando is Trentheim and even Aouine's best generation youngster, it can not help but feel no chance to face the current situation.
Brando turned his head and looked at the Knight-Captain behind him, which was quite handsome and even a little beautiful youngster. He was childish, his face had faint freckles, his hair was curly, and his brown eyes blinked Extraordinarily firm light.
"Are you scared?"
"Of course not ... it's just you ..."
Brando held the annihilation and pointed forward: "The brown bear on the shield is the Emblem of the Cade family. This family is famous for producing widowers. They dare to show their strength in front of you. I want you to go forward and stab from the front Would n’t it be a problem to wear those cowardly formations and poke a hole in the siege of the rebels?
Knights took a deep breath.
The boiling blood is flowing in my heart.
They will fight side by side with Aouine ’s most legendary hero simultaneously. It is only a few simple sentences, but they feel that they are invincible as already.
"Blow the trumpet," Brando said.
Knights turned back and focused on the young Knight-Captain. The latter silently unfastened the strap of the white horn from his shoulder and held it up with both hands.
Another low-pitched horn shrill cry sounded in the vast field, and the sound was whispered resonance, as if echoing from the north wind, echoing on both sides of the Old River.
Knights loosened bridle, retracted the sword and sheathed it, and released the spear from the saddle uniformly. The Magic stamp on White Lion Battle Armour is activated at this moment, and the light of Magic flashes into a piece.
The war horse started to run in small steps and gradually accelerated again.
The ground is roaring.
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