Black Scepter Chapter 29: The withered Misri family

>A valley with an area of ​​more than three square kilometers is surrounded by a mountain wall with a height of nearly 100 meters on all sides. It is like a huge water basin, with only one exit. This is the place where night elves generations avoid the migration of the herd, away from the herd. The way forward, the terrain is at least ten meters higher than the forest, so there have been no accidents for hundreds of years.

But all the "conventions" were completely broken in a ray of light.

In the field of vision of the night elves, the glory glanced past like a horse, and their eyes were blank, they only felt the impact in front of them wrapped in a huge force!

Thousands of elves flew backwards together.

Because Sunderland and others who were standing in the front row were shielded and were below the level of the explosion, when the violent impact passed over their heads, they only covered their heads with soil and did not suffer excessive damage— -But looking at the unprotected front row of the elf family, the seven elders were unable to make an unnecessary response from the beginning to the end because of the scepter of the scepter. At this moment, almost no resistance was hit by the shock wave!

They are less than 50 meters away from Morpheus, which is fatal.

In the light, the entire elder seat, with all the guards beside him and the guards of nearly 60 or 70 people in front, disappeared in an instant.

The elves at the back have no chance of climbing up under the constant impact. The dazzling light has not stopped from beginning to end, and the violent sound of the ears is mixed with echoes, so that they can cover them tightly. Hold your ears!

In the light that no one can look directly at, Morpheus stands in place, the scepter in his hand points forward, unscathed.

Before him, the "burning" released with the "El Mantra" is no longer the "burning" of the flame that people understand in the ordinary sense, but the complete change of matter from completeness to collapse- The energy of this blow is too horrible, no less than the horrific damage he had hit the heretic referee.

Fortunately, his goal was outside the valley. If it was inside, no one in the whole valley could escape death at this moment.

As the echo of the roaring sound gradually ceased, the smoke caused by the appalling heat dissipated, and the entrance to the valley revealed its present horror.

The night spirits who rolled on the ground hundreds of meters away and coughed up their heads with gray faces and coughed up their heads. The scene in the field of vision instantly made the pumping and prayer sounds together.

Morpheus's figure and smoke appeared, and there was a tens of meters high "wall" just a minute before him, but now the entire narrow entrance of the valley has disappeared completely!

The entrance to the valley with a width of less than twenty meters was exploded to fifty meters.

Looking far away, the remaining radial impact marks on the ground and the flames that have not been extinguished still burn quietly, but when you see the dark things on the ground, the whole valley is completely quiet.

Countless charred corpses of Warcraft are quietly smoking with smoke, like the ruins of a forest fire.

Because of the high temperature, the sand on the ground is made into gleaming glass. The high temperature distorts and transpires the distant scenes. The doomed scene brings great visual impact.

The dreadful Warcraft corpse has a maximum length of more than sixty meters and has a dragon body structure. However, these wreckages have been burned, leaving only barely discernible ashes, and only some parts are still burning. The flame, behind it, there are dozens of similar human remains, still motionless, and the corpses piled up with a few square kilometers around them are quietly displayed here.

There is no smell of burning corpse oil in the air, because the power of "burning" is far beyond the flame in the ordinary sense.

"Tap."

Morpheus took a gentle step and disappeared in the dim light like a **** under the gaze of countless lights-because of the shock caused by this shock, the lighting of the entire dome of the underground world disappeared almost instantly, and when Sunderland When stepping out of the earth pit by stepping on the wind elemental stairs out of thin air, it is no longer possible to find the figure of Morpheus.

He turned his head, and the elves who had just held countless arrows to aim at themselves had already lost more than a hundred people in this impact, and the elders of the seven villages were completely included-even those few The same is true for male elves.

The scene was completely out of control and began to become chaotic.

Varian Consanas and his grandson Minos stepped into the edge of the Lampard territory of the Balice Empire at noon.

The skinny boy Minos doesn’t seem to have any muscles, and only a dirty and wide robe can make him look stronger, but in the words of the old man Varian, this nonsense is not big. It's not easy for a naughty teenager who is not small to find a wife in the future.

"There are so many beautiful women in Balice, and the **** and thin waists are beyond the continent. I will definitely find the most beautiful woman! Why do you come to this conclusion?"

Minos lipped the old man’s remarks, and he spit out the straw stick, bent over, reached out and took off his pair of broken shoes, which he had nowhere to pick up, and knocked the stones inside, Then he trot a few steps and followed Varian in front.

"Not all'why's in this world will have an answer. I'll talk about it. It's your business to listen." Varian walked on his own, the temperature in autumn was not high, but the sun There was still a lot of sunburning underneath. The backs of the two were still lonely on the road where the convoy often traveled. "It's like you asked me'Why come to Balice in person', will I give you the answer? Because I have no answer myself."

Minos was silent for a long while, looked up at the sun, without fear of the dazzling sunlight, stared at it for a while, then bowed his head and said: "Do you want to interfere in the Lampard war?"

"Interference, well, this word is not appropriate."

Varian didn’t stop. The crutches hit the road with a rhythm. "Fate made us encounter everything every day as a result of interference. Maybe you will rest here for a second today. Chung caused someone to die a lot of years later. Does this sound like a fantasy?"

"This must be bullshit."

Minos continued to whip.

Varian smiled, without saying a word, looked at the village and town in the distance. This angle was on the northeast side of the Lampard territory. He could not see the shadow of Hegel’s army, but he could already see the distance. The tall tower of Sisselin City.

"What are you going to do?" Minos stared into the distance, his face eager to try, "Let me dive in to subdue the Lord Lord Geer? Or go to the city of Sisselin and throw that town owner down the tower?"

This made me laugh at Varian, who was so serious, he gave a slap to the boy and took a staggering step, saying: "I really think the guys here are all waste? You beat Hegel, I don’t Doubt, but the one in Sicillin City, you are not half a star."

"Why do you say that? Uncle Sebaro said last time that he could not beat me!"

"Why is he a Knights of the Round Table who bully you kid, and don’t tell me about the duel between you and Lothar. The old men of the Golden Compass have asked me several times, and I have to go back and beat you a few more times. ."

"Who makes them look down on me, cut."

Minos made a grimace in disdain, wiped his dirty cheeks, and took out the rabbit meat that he hunted left last night from his arms, "You--"

"Eat yourself, what your kid made is quite delicious, much better than my old man's noodles."

The young man heard this and smiled. He ate the remaining rabbit meat in a few bites. He seemed to have forgotten what he had just talked about, and hummed a little song with pride-with the Knights of the Round Table and the Golden Compass Council. The old mage is dueling. To tell the truth, he has this strength at a young age. He has not used too many words to describe his talents, but no one knows why he was arranged to Balice after walking out of the mountains of Osgeria with dragon crystal. Stray.

"Did you do anything else here in the past few months?"

"The investigation of Arantis is almost the same. The pig-head lord of Sisrin once went in once. After he came out, he looked a little bit worse, but he was killed by a group of people," he said. Now, "I happened to be in a nearby village and town that day. I saw the collapse of the castle tower more than ten kilometers away. It was really scary."

Minos came to Balice, exactly the order that the old man himself had in front of him. The task is naturally closely related to his current actions.

"Oh, it may not take long, we will face these people."

Varian’s footsteps stopped slightly, squinting and turning back: "If the talk breaks down, I’m not sure if I can live to the sunrise of the next day, you still have time to consider now, will you continue with me? Go on?"

Minos, who was originally fearless, dumbfounded when he heard this sentence.

Cityline.

Ashkandi narrowed his eyes and looked at the forms and sheets of parchment in his hand. The information was complicated and complicated. It stands to reason that the entire night watchman can only be watched by Compton in a short time. These involve different aspects. The messy information, dozens of thick stacks of parchment laid on the desk in front of Ashcandi, contained almost all the current information of the entire Lampard territory.

Including the number of civilians, soldiers, cavalry, noble surnames and composition of all villages and towns, weapons reserves, food reserves, terrain advantages and disadvantages, etc. in the entire territory. The archives were searched out and placed in front of Ashcandi, and the current magistrate even looked at the entire three or four kilograms of data overnight, and took a rest in the early morning the next day. Order.

Emergency conscription.

In addition to the original Earl of Garde, Lampard’s territory has a total of 13 viscounts, 37 barons and nearly 100 lords, except for the three barons and ten lords in the seven occupied villages. There are also a large number of nobles available for dispatch.

In Balice, all the sources of a territory except the lord’s own private soldiers are recruited from the nobles of the subordinates-the order issued by Ashcandy at this moment: each viscount provides one hundred infantry, Thirty knights, each baron provided fifty infantry and seven knights, and the Lord provided fifteen infantry, so a large number of soldiers directly gathered under the name of Ashkandi, the "lord".

In fact, the nobles have already prepared for war. Now Ashcandi’s conscription order, the people of all walks of life almost have no need for extra time to put together a tidy, everyone knows that Lord Hegel’s Daming, in the face of Ashcandi's tough command to slash his head without obeying, several lords who had thought of the rebels had escaped and they could only courageously join forces.

So the Lampard territory quickly gathered a total of 4,300 infantry and nearly 650 knights and a thousand horsemen.

These sources, including the 5,000 elite infantry that Garder himself originally owned in West Sellin, plus his own 2,000-person cavalry team and the "Dark Blade Knights" under the Morpheus, have a total of nearly 10,000. The infantry and the cavalry force of more than 3,000 people made Ashcandi froze in three days-and this number still has room for digging.

What kind of character is Ashkandi?

Morpheus may never know, but if he mentions "Hasting", he is estimated to have some more intuitive concepts-Hastings Detal, the Gilman who fell from the altar at first God, it was Ashkandi who broke into hell!

More than three hundred years ago, this brave, blood-blooded general led his army into the fortress from the Gilman empire all the way. With only 10,000 initial troops, he slammed into the empire and caused great losses to the empire. At that time, tens of thousands of people Death by plunder and slaughter, more than five counts were captured, and Henry II, who was in power at that time, was furious and gathered nearly 100,000 troops to encircle and suppress, but the entire army was turned by the invaders of Hastings in his empire. In three months, more than 30,000 troops have been lost and more than five important cities have been lost!

And Hastings expanded its strength to 80,000 people with the reinforcements of the Gilman Empire~IndoMTL.com~A total of less than 10,000 people were lost and it took down one-fifth of the vast territory of Fording.

The miracles he created began to cause collective fear for the nobles of Fording.

In this case, the Misri family, who was facing a war disaster at that time, tried their best to enlist with the emperor, but after a sudden change in an assault mission, this army of lords with less than 10,000 troops was actually in one. A woman led a blatant disobedience to the king’s order, and rushed into the enemy-occupied area with his soldiers alone

When Henry II and even all the nobles thought that this army had gone, there was a continuous news of Hastings withdrawal in the front line within two weeks!

Unknown circumstances, Henry II sent troops to observe, but found that the frontline Hastings army was beaten by a haunted army. There was no morale. The king who learned of this news directly pulled the entire force and went smoothly. Forced to retreat the Hastings army, but against the Misry family who has made great contributions, he gave the most severe sentence

"Treason."

The Misri family who lost more than 3,000 soldiers for the country’s loyalty fell. All the nobles were executed, but only one escaped.