The Amber Sword: Act 243 League VIII

Kirrlutzian has courage

Kirrlutzian has never lacked courage.

In that darkest age, who stood out first, led mortals, and raised the banner against the empire.

is Kirrlutzian.

What is Way of the Golden Flame?

That is indomitable resistance, oppression, fate, and life itself.

Kirrlutzian can't look down on the Enir people, because Faanzanian has bowed to Miirna and has been a slave for four hundred years. Among the four empires, only Kirrlutzian can maintain the pride passed down from generation to generation, as if inherited from blood.

Because Kirrlutzian, never bow your head.

The light cavalry retrieved the backbone of the body just because of Veronica. They raised their heads, raised their chests, pulled out the sword, and the blades shone like snow.

As if being infected by the light cavalry, the noble coalition forces that performed unsightly on the mound, for a moment also straightened their legs again, and the crooked team became neat.

The noise of howling in the crowd was lowered.

Veronica closed her mouth and stopped talking. She is Commander of legion and Azure Sword Saint of Kirrlutzian. She has witnessed the countless times war, sword swordsmanship, and life and death. She has long been indifferent.

"Teacher?"

"Go," the female Army Commander nodded: "Don't look back, how much you can escape, how much, and bring out the Empire's hope, as long as there is another Kirrlutzian alive."

Little Pello nodded firmly, he turned around, walked two steps towards the mound where Hussar legion was located, stopped again, turned his head back, and smiled with white teeth.

The blue eyes seem to contain the most dazzling brilliance.

legion moved.

Kirrlutzian finally won the last hole card in this war. But in fact, it has been desperate, and the Crystalline army already behind it is clearly visible. For Kirrlutzian, even if it breaks the barrier in front of it, the long road to escape has just begun.

Many are destined to fall on this road, and live. Will be the hope of the empire.

nobles came on horses, and then pulled out the one's own sabre. In the millennium, they lost a lot of things, courage, glory, responsibility of noble, but at this moment, they had to fight for themselves. Survive, or die on the battlefield like a real Knight.

The words of female Army Commander seem to play a wonderful role.

No one complained, no one whispered, everyone knew the fate of one's own, everyone chose the fate of one's own.

The horses gathered.

Veronica put Elise on the horse's back and held her in her arms. She turned the horse's head and pulled out the one's own sword for the first time in this battle.

Not Azure Sky.

That sword is long gone.

The sword was given to her by Brando. A Magic sword of Phantasmal rank is called 'Rose Tower'. It is a gift from Buga to Fir Tree Shire. The youngster gave it to her when she arrived at the Empire.

What does it mean to see the teacher's face, a gift to her.

Although she doesn't know what the maiden is, she can also guess faintly what that means. She couldn't help but snorted softly, thinking about this **** stink boy.

Then there is that person ...

Veronica's thoughts seem to have returned to her youth days long ago. Her memories of fighting alongside that person won a brilliant victory under the command of His Excellency Marshal Darus.

Then it was a break for the Empire. For the different ideas and loyalty of each other, as if two separate roads, going further and further.

She couldn't help but sighed one breath lightly.

Then the sword in his hand was raised high.

"Kirrlutzian, attack!"

That seems to be the word of death.

is also the last command.

But a long bugle horn sound suddenly rang through the entire battlefield, overwhelming all the sounds on the battlefield, under the neighing of the horses and horses, the metal clashing, the thunder of the hoof, but also the farthest Orders passed out.

Everyone turned back and looked in a certain direction on the battlefield.

A silver flag shone above the mountain.

On that swallowtail banner, the scepter of white and the mane of a lion are as dazzling as the dawn of dawn.

"Faanzanian!"

"Silver Horse Knights!"

Since the first Saint broke out in Ortos, perhaps the descendants of Kirrlutzian have never thought about it. One day, the descendants of Enir people, Faanzan's holy Knights will be on the battlefield, rescued from them and despair.

But when did Faanzan's Holy Knight start from Silver Horse City to come here at this moment and save the empire?

Perhaps 1300 years ago, when Kirrlutzian saw Wind Elf Giant Eagle Knight appearing from the sky on the Great Plains, Correct was in the same mood.

Only at this moment, Kirrlutz's nobles finally remembered that an era ago, they were once allies fighting side by side.

Although there are centuries or even hundreds of years of hatred and misunderstanding, and although there are conspiracies and contradictions of several generations or even dozens of generations, when the descendants of Kirrlutzian fell into desperation, the descendants of Enir came.

A roar came from the top of the mountain.

"Kirrlutzian, remember the sacred pledge?"

This roar spreads throughout the battlefield through the power of Magic.

The countless Kirrlutzian was so full of tears at this moment, in front of his former enemies. Knights raised the spear in his hand, pointed straight up into the sky, stroked his chest with his left hand, and rushed towards the battlefield.

Let heaven witness, let Marsha witness.

The covenant is still in force.

A shadow first fell on the battlefield.

Kirrlutzian thought they could see the silver horse Knight flying around, but they found themselves wrong because they saw a dragon

Exactly, it's a skeleton Colossal Dragon.

Countless Bone Dragons came from the wind on both sides of the valley, like a pale sickle. There were so many of them that they spread over the entire battlefield in an instant.

"This is ..."

"What the hell?"

Everyone was stunned.

Before they had time to react, the world ’s most powerful undead creature already flew across the battlefield, and hundreds of frost breaths swept past the army of Crystalline.

In an instant. The Crystalline army standing in front of the Ordos Pass is in chaos.

Bone Dragon does not stay, but continues to fly forward. Behind Kirrlutzian, a dense shadow suddenly appears in the sky. Countless Crystalline is descending from the clouds.

The main force of Crystalline has arrived.

Countless Bone Dragon emit a standard Aya formation. Did not stop head-on.

Veronica was too surprised to see already. She knew that the only front-line opportunity already appeared on the battlefield, her legs tightly pinched the belly of the horse, and the horse immediately rushed towards the battlefield.

"Kirrlutzian!" she took the lead and exclaimed, "Charge!"

"Kill!"

Knights, as the dream party awoke, immediately shouted in unison and swept away towards the front of the battlefield. The light cavalry legion rolled down like an avalanche, which immediately led to the situation on the entire battlefield, and the morale of the noble coalition increased. Actually turned into a torrent followed closely.

The Crystalline army on the front of the battlefield immediately began to adjust the formation, as if a powerful Will was in control of them, making these rigid creatures rush forward without fear, if they wanted to drag Kirrlutzian here.

At this moment both sides understand.

Life and death will be separated at this instant.

But Correct this time.

Suddenly a bright sword light appeared on the battlefield.

The sword light, like the birth of a rising sun, rises in the dark night, and bursts instantly. Only in a split second, thousands of kilometers were born. Just slanted a sword and cut the entire battlefield.

The sword is bright. It seemed as fast as lightning, but in the eyes of everyone, time seemed to flow slowly over sword edge, it swept across the battlefield, and then landed in the army of Crystalline coming on.

The company is leading the Buga Silver Robe Wizard group of the entire legion of spell bless/buff, the Vala of the Holy See, and the sacred statue of the Holy Lady of the Lion Palace. Unreal Walker's Boss Roan and the others couldn't help coming from raises head, looking in this direction.

The only 37 Flaming Knight remaining in the battlefield, when they saw this sword, they could not help but vibrate at simultaneously.

A pinnacle of extremes a step away from the saints.

This sword.

Shengsheng cut the Crystalline army from it, thousands of Crystalline. Under this sword turned into flying ash.

The Crystalline army was cut into a passage that was hundreds of meters wide. I saw that under the moonlight, a person and a sword slowly passed through this passage as if it were in a no-man's land, and came to the right of Kirrlutzian. Ahead.

Veronica When he saw the man, his heart was already shaking.

"Mephisto ..."

"Grey Sword Saint?"

Mephisto stands alone on the battlefield, with one hand to retract the sword and scabbard, carrying the great sword back behind him. On both sides of his side, the Crystalline army had not yet had time to flood again, so already was the heavy Knight of Kirrlutzian.

Heavy current of heavy Knight separated from simultaneously on both sides of him, making this Sword Saint go up against the current in turbulence, step by step walked in front of Veronica.

Ms. Army Commander can see clearly, Mephisto is also followed by a person.

"Mordefeys?" She froze and quickly tightened the reins, but Elise in her arms suddenly exclaimed: "Sister!"

Suck Blood was holding a Knight in the arms of her unconscious and stunned. She tilted her head and smiled cutely, revealing her small white fangs: "Mistress she was a little injured, but it should be fine, it should not be a problem . "

"Mistress?"

Iris is very surprised, for a moment even jumped off the horse and cared about her sister's injury, but she forgot about it.

...

"Good"

Rhode Lige then withdrew his eyes from the battlefield and nodded: "Kirrlutzian is at least like a point. Compared with those domestic nobles who can't support the wall, I am more willing to deal with real warrior, even if they used to Is the enemy. "

Knights laughed loudly. A pair of silver Pegasuss were flapping their wings and landed on the top of the mountain. Knights one by one took off the cloak, threw it aside, then turned over and pulled out his sword.

"It's our turn now."

"Silver Horse Knights, strike!"

...... (to be continued ...)