The Amber Sword - 1325

In 376 of the First Era, at the end of the Year of the Sword, everything withered, and when the severe winter came, after many years have passed, we will remember what happened during this month. Opsom—a small town on the north side of the Evergreen Corridor, east of Metz. Along the frost-stained mountain road near this town, dejected people are retreating, and several long lines are in the early winter. Winding and winding, people stepped on a shallow layer of snow and creaking snags, silent, rows of knights walked past, the bright armor was stained with blood, and the spears were full of gaps. , The flag is drooping, and it is full of holes of all sizes.

The Duke of Odwig was dusty, his hands slumped like chicken feet, shaking constantly, and his bare fingers were covered with blue and red frostbite. He could only subconsciously grasp the horse’s rein, and he looked at this dullly. One scene, it seems that he has not yet woken up from that nightmare. Of course, he might prefer not to wake up, so that he will always sink into that dream, and let time freeze at the moment when the Cruz knights charge, never, never wake up.

Several giant dragons flew to the south in a hurry. When they passed over the hills, they brought a blast of icy wind, which caused the pine forest to rustle. People complain. The eldest son of the Cruz people sits on his saddle, motionless, like a puppet, his dark eyes are constantly changing colors, as if he is still reappearing the horror scene he saw that day.

The figure that straddled the sky was slowly falling. The hero of the dragons, the dragon king Owenros of this generation lost his corpse and fell heavily on the ground. The dragon was wailing and screaming, the mutilated corpse fell like raindrops, and a huge black hole was suspended in the center of the sky. The terrifying and hideous creatures that emerged from behind the black hole were far away from this world for countless years. The past masters of time are Milos, the god of giants, Bahamut, the dragon god. It has returned, and it has come back to destroy its own people with their own hands.

Above the earth, the entire front line retreated a little bit and completely collapsed. Many people fell on their knees in despair, crying, praying, and begging, hoping that Martha could save them, but they did not get a response, some It’s just the endless darkness and pain, and killing. The will of the dusk swept across the battlefield, watching all this indifferently, and then it quietly withdrew its gaze.

Thousands of worlds were destroyed, but in its eyes, it was just a moment.

The empire is over–

Established for more than 1,500 years, this mortal kingdom with a glorious past and a long history, engraved on the magnificent palaces with glorious texts, murals and sculptures about the past, is connected and heavy. Under the blow, he seemed to be an arrogant knight-he was badly wounded, his helmet was split and his sword was broken, and the battlefield was stained with blood. In the sad song of emotional generosity, he swallowed his last breath.

His fall is destined to completely rewrite the historical process of the entire continent, but the people who were trapped in the harsh winter and mire this year were unable to pass the news out in the first time, the Four Realms and Anzelu In the countryside blocked by the disaster of the black moon falling to death, the elves are doing their best to save the damage caused by the disaster on the border, and they are silent in one minute and one second. Elapsed, when the first messenger in rags passed through the newly-born black forest near the gap in the Evergreen Corridor and came in front of Injes Taan Hilllund, the deputy commander of the Crimson Legion, the two crucial ones Moon has been lost, and when humans and elves re-establish trust, they still don’t understand what important things they have lost.

time.

Time to change everything.

A month later, a letter from Cloak Bay was transferred to Black Sword Fortress with only a short line of text:

‘Help, no matter who it is, no matter where you are, help us, we are over, the fleet… we can’t resist them…’

The signature on the letter is concise and powerful: Chris Golden Shield-Earl of Golden Shield. The pride of the nobleman of the cloak bay, the uncle of the Silver Queen, the husband of Princess Vali, the high-spirited admiral of the imperial admiral whose reputation cannot be described with pen and ink, what is revealed between the lines in this letter is a grayish white. Withered despair, as if it was about to meet the words of the wood man, he stamped the emblem with his own stamp at the end of the letter, as if it was stained with blood, and the red mark seemed to herald an unknown bloody future.

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Freya rode a horse on the slopes of the hills near Winormar, watching the undead army retreating in the lakeshore area below. Eruin’s first snow has not yet fallen, and the mountains are still in autumn. Desperately, the bare tree was clumped with teeth and claws, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. The tall gray Karasum was standing in a heather bush, carrying its owner on its back, and kept shaking it. The tail drives away worms.

Behind the horses, the soldiers looked at their commander admiringly, and some young knights even had a look of admiration in their eyes—just two months ago, with the help of the Banshee King Alvette’s counter-attack, Ah The Luin attacked Ledios from the left and right wings at the same time, thus winning the first major victory since the Second Black Rose War.

In that battle, Freya led the Valkyries decisively to cut into the junction between the two legions of the undead. She took the lead in the battle, shouting the name of Eruin on the battlefield, like a banner General led everyone forward, and the white lion guard heavy knight with high morale defeated Madara’s black knights from the front, thus completely establishing the victory.

In this battle, Ledios’s two deputies were killed in the battle, and he himself was seriously injured. Alvette, the banshee king, betrayed, and the other commander, the bone lord Rofman, also died in the Valkyrie. After this battle, the undead’s army that was divided into two on Winormar was unable to fight again, and was almost blocked by the coalition forces of Denner and Lantonilan in the lakeshore area, and was unable to threaten Dener and Lan Tonyland.

The name of the Valkyrie on the battlefield spread like wildfire. Since then, the guard knights of the White Lion Guard have almost spontaneously painted three pairs of light wings emblems on their shields, as if to commemorate them. The shining flag they saw on the battlefield that day–

The shining wings of light are always right in front of everyone, never stopping.

Under the hills, the undead are gathering in the direction of Braggs to the south, like a dark ocean, with various flags mixed in, there is no order, and it looks a bit chaotic.

But Freya didn’t have much joy on her face.

Her eyes were dark.

For half a month, since receiving the letter from Brando, she knew that the Second Black Rose War had come to an end. This was good news for Eruin, even though they were in Winoma. A decisive victory was achieved in this war, but in Braggs, in Karasu and Vieiro, the Highland Knights retreated steadily.

Different from the blind optimism of many people, in this short year, especially the experience of serving as a guard knight next to Princess Griffin, Freya has quickly transformed. From the country of Buche, she is a little naive. The little girl turned into a qualified commander.

Although it may be a little far away from the politician’s step, it is at least enough for her to see something more far-reaching than ordinary people see, the factors that determine Eruin’s future.

She stood silently on the hills, feeling her own growth, the feeling as if she could finally feel Brando’s gaze, everything he had seen, and breathed the future destiny together with him.

But everything that was simple and clear in the past has become complicated and complicated now.

Eruin is a small kingdom, but it has a powerful enemy. What it needs is not a trivial victory or revenge. It needs time and change. Peace is too precious for this country.

It is almost unbearable.

But the real worry in this Valkyrie’s heart is Brando. The letter mentions the reason for the agreement between the emperor of Madara and Eruin-Madara’s invasion of Eruin originated from both sides for a long time. Misunderstandings and mutual distrust, hatred blinded the eyes of both the living and the dead, and this tragedy was caused by the instigation of some unruly northern lords.

Now, His Majesty the Emperor of Madara has made up his mind to put down these unruly people in the north, so he needs to be transferred back to the army to suppress the country, and the black rose of Bromanto is one of the colossal behemoths of Eruin, a small kingdom that sits on the sidelines. It is reasonable to let go of disputes, and there is never a natural contradiction between a big country and a small country.

There are many enemies in Madara, but Eruin is never included. Not only that, as the feud and natural opponent of the northern lords, Eruin should also support the emperor of Madara and form an alliance with him. .

This is a suggestion to Princess Griffin, and her own student, the future King of Eruin, Haruze——

This is such a letter.

Dispelled the cloud of war that hung over the head of this ancient kingdom.

But Freya knew in her heart that it would soon set off an uproar on another’battlefield’ in the kingdom. From Vieiro to Lantonilan, from Silman to Jeanneel, the royal party had already taken action.

Not only the nobles, in fact, these days, she has heard a lot of complaints. The knights complained that their lord had deprived them of their glory. They should have worked hard to completely annihilate Manowell’s undead army.

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