The Amber Sword - 1486. Chapter 1486 Act Four Hundred and Seventy Eight

When the last noble knight on the front battlefield was also headed by a sword, the white lion knights did not stop and continued to kill in this direction. The number of the opponents is actually not large, but the momentum is amazing, and the river beach trembles slightly-the white lion guards are knights under horses, but when they ride on their horses, they are also the most powerful cavalry in the kingdom.

“Lower… the spear…” Matthew felt that his voice was out of tune. He calculated that he had faced countless skeletons in the first Black Rose War. He had never been so nervous at this moment. pass.

Because he understands that if he loses in this battle, then he will no longer have the opportunity to regret.

The spearman lowered the spear row by row, and then a spell fell from the sky and landed on these inferior spears, causing the spear tips of the rows of spears to flash with lavender light. “Magic!” Matthew was shocked and raised his head subconsciously, only to realize that a wizard had actually cast a spell on his team. This discovery made him extremely excited. With the blessing of spells, the spearman can finally threaten the opponent’s knight.

Although it may not make him win this way, but at least it will make the opponent feel jealous. If they can directly bypass him and pinch the soft persimmons behind him, that would be great.

At this critical juncture, Matthew couldn’t help but make up his mind to preserve his strength.

Unfortunately, this option is not in his hands.

He soon found in astonishment that the white lion knights seemed to be dismissive of his formation to meet the enemy, and the Tonigal knights did not even stop for a while, they rushed directly here.

Matthew even seemed to faintly hear someone giving orders: “…speed up, charge!”

It was a calm, but very young male voice.

“Are you crazy!” Matthew almost wanted to yell at the lunatics opposite him. In any case, the threat of the spearman to the rider still exists. In normal combat, even if it is the most aggressive approach, the knight must constantly mobilize the spearman to adjust the formation, and then kill him with one blow.

How can there be such a direct positive?

But he didn’t have time to think so much, because the threat had already come close, every spearman clenched the spear in his hand, and Matthew drew his sword again.

He understands that success or failure depends on this.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters——

Just as the noble knight was about to shout: “Raise the spear–“, suddenly, his eyes widened in astonishment. Because he saw a silver ripple sweeping out from among the white lion knights, it was in the middle of his body. At that moment, Matthew only felt an irresistible force pulling his arm upside down and clasped him tightly. The long sword in his hand pierced his own throat.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

Matthew screamed, trying in vain to pull the sword out, but all he could grasp was the gushing blood arrow.

He felt that his power was disappearing and his vision was spinning. He saw the Tonigelian knight rushing away from the spearman panicked because he lost his command, knocking the poor people to the ground, trampling them. die.

He saw the thin formation almost pierced with a poke, and the soldiers fled in panic, screaming, and crashing into nearby friendly forces.

Matthew closed his eyes in pain, but at the last moment in his life, he saw something across the sky, slipping out of his fading vision.

Finally the noble knight fell softly on his back from his saddle.

But the fight on the battlefield has just begun.

Four spells are crossing the sky.

Those are the four silver threads that traverse the heavens and the earth, displayed from the hands of the Sazard sorcerers, almost possessing the power of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Four beams of light swept across the forest. Hundreds of hectares of woodland evaporated to ashes. The spells cut the land like sharp blades. When they swept across the frozen Alder River towards the White Lion Knights, even the water of the river was covered. The life is cut into four sections, and the ice stream in the river evaporates and rolls back, exposing the riverbed full of pebbles.

But Brando only watched this scene coldly.

These people dared to use string magic in front of him, compared with the senior sister, this level of dragon language magic is simply laughable and generous.

He directly drew out the cutting. This pitch-black and twisted holy sword looked like a piece of scrap iron, but its curved blade conceived the meaning of cutting all laws.

Expand superior permissions.

Cut into the third layer of the Tiamat network.

Cut the source of magic transmission.

A series of actions were completed at the moment Brando swung his sword. The four silver threads were shattered in mid-air, but this is far from over—because the connection between order and space has also been cut off. The flying technique also failed, and they fell directly from mid-air.

And this time, there is no longer a magic shield to protect them from harm.

The body of the Silver People fell into the ground from a height of 100 meters away, and the final result was nothing but a pile of mud.

“Descent! Descent!”

“Go down quickly, the opponent has the means of forbidden magic!”

Some of the Sassard wizards who had escaped by chance a little far from Brando were frightened by this scene and fled far away. And the wizard leader among them shouted hoarsely to signal the others to descend immediately.

Brando held the dark, twisted and weird long sword and glanced around at the surrounding sky. In the area where the White Lion Knight was, there was no longer a Sassard wizard who dared to stay in mid-air.

…

“Holy Sword extinguished!”

In the airspace in the other direction, a wizard in a gray or blue robe was gathering. But everyone looked serious, and some of them frowned.

“Edo, Huggins is dead—”

“It’s the same with De Pana and Kara.”

“With the Holy Sword extinguished, the opponent should be that person.”

“Sure enough, he came back and called everyone together. Eru made a mistake in his scout’s judgment. The other party is definitely not a swordsman who is good at illusion field.” A majestic voice rang, causing everyone to look back. Look at the speaker.

The person who spoke was Hollis Finn, who was the most respected sorcerer among the Sassards second only to Salder sorcerers, and was also the leader of this operation.

This is a serious-looking middle-aged man with a staid appearance, with two strange snow-white eyebrows on his handsome face. The sharp eyes lurking under the snow-white eyebrows glanced at everyone present, and continued to speak: “That is the power of the elements of time and space, the law of the closest truth to the power of existence, and our opponents are extremely powerful. , He may have been taught by Tulaman, and I may not be his opponent alone.”

“My lord,” the wizards expressed their opinions: “We don’t have to fight him alone. Now that the target has appeared, should we notify the other party to enter the arena?”

Hollis nodded: “I just meant it.”

As for the hapless ones who died in Brando’s hands, no one mentioned it anymore at this moment.

The death of those apprentices is not a big event for the Bugans. Although the people of Silver are very noble, the apprentices who die in various experiments every year are no longer in the minority. Before they have the ability to become official wizards, Even the Buga themselves are nothing but cannon fodder.

It’s just that Buga’s requirements for formal wizards are much higher than those of ordinary people.

There are and only those real wizards are the most precious treasure of the Thassard Alliance.

On the wilderness on both sides of the Alder River, the fight between the Tonigelians and the southern army has just begun.

The’sacrifice’ of the two lords in a row finally bought enough time for others to respond. The horn sounded. Except for a few people who chose to retreat for the first time, the noble armies of all colors chose to obey the order immediately from the banks of the Old River to Brando and his white lion knights. come over.

Such a spectacle has formed on the battlefield. The army north of the Alder River is closing, encircling a small point on the battlefield, and in the center of that point is a Tonigel whose strength is too weak to be weak. Human cavalry.

“My lord, what shall we do next.”

“forward.”

“forward?”

Facing the encirclement in all directions, even the boldest people will inevitably retreat. Although all the knights of the White Lion Guards that Brando trained are the best young people of Tonigel and even Eruin, facing the current battle, they can’t help but feel that they have no chance of winning.

Brando turned his head and looked at the captain of the Cavaliers behind him-he was a pretty handsome or even pretty young man, still childish, with faint freckles on his face, curly hair and hazel eyes. There was an unusually firm light shining in it.

“Afraid?”

“Of course not… it’s just you, sir…”

Brando held the cut and pointed to the front: “The brown bear on the coat of arms is the coat of arms of the Cade family. This family is known for being rich in cowards, and they dare to show off in front of you. I want you to go forward and stab from the front. Is it okay to wear those cowardly formations and poke a hole in the encirclement of the rebels?”

The knights took a deep breath.

The heart was surging with boiling blood.

They will fight side by side with this Eluin’s most legendary hero. It is only a few simple words, but it makes them feel as if they are invincible.

“Blow the trumpet,” Brando said.

The knights turned their heads and focused on the young captain of the knights. The latter silently unfastened the white horn belt from his shoulder, and lifted the horn with both hands.

Another deep horn sounded over the vast wilderness, and the sound resonated with a whimper, as if it was the echo of the harsh north wind, echoing on both sides of the Alder River.

The knights loosened the reins, retracted their swords, and undid their spears from under the saddle. The magic talisman on the white lion armor was activated at this moment, and the brilliance of the magic flickered.

The horse started to run at small steps, and gradually accelerated again.

The ground roared.

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