The Amber Sword - 579. Chapter 579 The Three Hundred and Twelfth Acts Oath and Sword I

The ripples produced by a drop of water can spread across the entire pond instantly like a spider web.

It’s the same on land.

Rodu watched with satisfaction as his private soldiers unfolded along the Silversmith River in the rain. Although their movements were slow and the formation was messy, the vulgar aristocratic private soldiers clamored and pushed in the heavy rain, but they were finally able to set up their defenses. It was a quarter of an hour faster than he expected. The veterans who have been in battle are different, the baron-sama on horseback thought, he didn’t care that their previous opponents were just unarmed peasants and so-called’thugs’.

In the heavy rain, several sergeants kicked open the door of a house under the leadership of the knight master, drove the owner of the house out, and then occupied the house as a stronghold. The windows of the house were broken one by one, and the soldiers were looking for valuable’trophies’. This behavior quickly caused imitating. For a time, women and children cried in panic and the sound of rain resounded.

Baron Rodu looked on with cold eyes. In his opinion, the army is a beast, and the beast still has to show its teeth and claws; this is the morale of an army. What battles are there without morale? Luo Du thinks he is old in the army, watching his private soldiers use his fists to teach those dejected men, not only does not stop, but is satisfied.

How dare these mobs dare to resist? You have to teach them a little lesson before they will obey them obediently.

There seemed to be crying in the rain.

The knight huddled around the baron and said loudly: “I think Her Royal Highness is just a little girl herself, blindly trusting the people around her. I think the royal party is not at ease, giving her two hundred students. He broke his blood.”

“Exactly, my lord, let her see what a real war is this time.” The knights echoed in unison, laughing in the wind and rain.

Morale was available. Baron Rodu nodded in satisfaction. He held up a bag and shouted: “You guys must work harder too. Whoever catches the princess can take this bag of gold from my hands!”

The voice spread far along the bank of the river.

Beth looked at the enemy on the other side of the river through the sight glass of the brass telescope with disdain, and Baron Rodo’s unpleasant voice like a duck made her frown. She has been born like a man since she was a child, and when she grew up, Beth really picked up the romance of this man-became a soldier of the kingdom.

Not only that, she also became the most outstanding scout officer in the Royal Knight Academy. She put down the binoculars and stood on the horse as straight as a javelin. The sound of thunderous horses hoofs seemed to blend her into it, and one after another war horse and the knight leaped past her.

Beth seemed to be in a torrent, and her companion was calling out the names of the knights:

“Canmel!”

“Hyman!”

“Kiel, remember to take my share!”

“Ayden, for Eruin!”

“For Eruin, go forward!” Every young knight who passed by shouted and screamed. There was no trace of fear on the tight young faces under the pointed helmet, and some only had a forward yearning.

And excitement.

Beth silently looked at the front of the team, it was already a torrent. At the far end of the rain screen, the swallow-tail flags raised high have been laid down one by one, like dominoes.

She could almost hear the cold command: “Level down the spear—”

“Level the spear–”

“It’s bad luck.” She sipped.

Looking back, he saw his companion’s smiling face, “How about it, regret it, Beth?”

“Regret? I won’t.” Beth replied contemptuously, “It’s just some chickens and dogs. If only the White Lions are in front, we are better than them!”

“The princess’s safety is the most important thing, Beth, your thoughts are too dangerous!”

“Of course I know!”

In the heavy rain.

Baron Luo Du was holding up his money bag high, waiting for his subordinates to applaud, but unfortunately, he couldn’t wait for a response for a long time. It was strangely silent for a while during the heavy rain.

What’s wrong, he turned his head in astonishment.

Everyone is listening.

On the long street, there was a crisp sound of horseshoes amidst the sound of rain, one or two, as if the hour hand was accelerating, kicking, kicking, kicking, clear and powerful.

Afterwards, gusts of wind and rain–

The horseshoes that were on the metal horseshoe lifted and fell hundreds of thousands, neatly and gradually converging into a heart-shaking force-a burst of rushing drums penetrated everyone’s tympanic membrane, crashing like thunder.

The Silversmith River is just a small ditch in the city of Ampersel. A heavy rain almost made it overflow over the low and gentle embankment, and at this moment, at this moment, everyone is looking at the water. .

The surface of the water vibrated, like milk in a cup on the table.

The surface of the Silversmiths River shuddered slightly.

Until a spear cuts through the rain curtain–

The shining tip of the gun was like a silver shuttle, and all the raindrops flew out from both sides of it. One rider, silver hair flying, the snow-white cloak is like a flag, and the flag is painted with pure lilies, as if still shining on the battlefield a thousand years ago.

“Elves?”

The noble private soldier who was holding a family on the other side of the river had just flashed this idea in his mind. He was even completely shocked. He could only open his mouth wide and watched the gun point in his field of vision getting bigger and bigger.

In an instant.

As if the time freezes and suddenly resumes its flow, with a flutter, the spear penetrates directly through the soldier’s open mouth. The tip of the gun pierced the throat, and then the huge impact completely shattered his skull, distorting his facial features, and the panic in his eyes was also distorted. After showing the greatest tension, the skin was torn apart. Exposed the bright red muscle and plasma below.

Blood spurted out, but the spear continued to advance, lifted half of the skull, and carried on with this bright red flag.

The soldier who had lost half of his head twitched, then fell limply to the ground. The blood blossoms were flying in the wind and rain, and a few times were sprayed on the’captive’ on the side, where the family of three was completely shocked.

Medissa swept past them with a cold face.

It was like a silver light.

A few points of blood fell on the face of the little silver elf princess, a bit icy, but she didn’t even blink her eyes. According to the age of human beings, she is only fifteen years old this year, but she has experienced wars thousands of years earlier.

It was the most tragic war since the Year of the Holy One, in which countless familiar people lost their lives. Survival and death became passers-by, and only fighting became instinct.

This is the combat technique of the silver elves.

“Enemy attack!”

“It’s a cavalry!” The screaming cry resounded like a sharp alarm across the river bank. Everyone was waking up from a dream, and it seemed that the enemy was not as weak and deceiving as imagined.

Baron Luo Du was pale, and suddenly he had a bad feeling in his heart. He looked back, and the knights looked at each other. When have they ever seen such a rider?

Metissa raised her spear high.

In the wind and rain, the flag flew.

There was a loud bang, as if some barrier was broken behind her-the rain curtain shattered like a glass wall in front of everyone, the rain turned into a shard of glass, and suddenly moved forward. After that, a huge The army of knights seemed to break out.

Black military uniforms, black armor, black war horses, a black torrent.

“Long live!”

“Long live!”

The knights were shouting. The real warriors never shed their blood. Although Metissa was just a little girl, she temporarily became like a real knight. At this moment, she became the goddess in everyone’s hearts.

Goddess of War.

“Stop them!” A noble knight finally reacted on the other side of the river, screaming almost hoarsely: “Set up the spear, set up the spear, or you will die!”

The private soldiers of the nobles on the other side of the river seemed to have just come back to life. Then they hurriedly set up their spears. Perhaps it was the survival instinct that inspired their ultimate potential, or the shallow Silversmith River brought them comfort, but In any case, at the last moment, these unremarkable third-rate soldiers actually stabilized.

A forest of spears appeared on the other side of the river.

Metisa didn’t see it, but raised her spear–

“Spirit wings!”

A clear cry resounded throughout the battlefield.

A round magic circle unfolded on both sides of the girl, the magic circle rotated, and the lines of the spiritual substance expanded along the magic circle, quickly connecting into one piece. A pair of wings that were hundreds of feet long spread out, and the wings fluttered slightly. The Silversmith River in front of Metisa seemed to be infused with some magic power. The white waves in the river instantly rolled back and the waves formed. The twelve-headed Hydra raised their heads high and pressed down on the private army of Baron Rodu on the other side of the river like a landslide and tsunami.

“what!”

Baron Rodu was utterly shocked, and for a moment he didn’t even know whether he should give an order to hold on or retreat. There are some incompetent wizards under him, but their role is meaningless at this level. The private soldiers of the nobles can only watch the huge waves come to the top.

‘boom’

The huge wave smashed the formation of the private soldiers of the nobles on the river bank in an instant. In fact, before the huge wave was formed, they had already begun to shake, but how could the wave run fast? Most of the private soldiers of the nobles just turned around and were swept and dragged into the water like sweeping garbage.

Then Hongliu brought these screaming and crying private soldiers into the houses on the other side of the Silversmith River. Amidst a few loud creaking sounds, the houses collapsed and flowed to the street behind with the current. .

Baron Rodu’s defense line collapsed in an instant. Behind the huge waves, the young knights were walking on the waves-they were facing a retreating line of defense. The spearmen had already fallen forward and backward, unable to fight back.

One side was retreating, one side was accelerating, and then the two lines crashed together.

It was simply a scene where the comb was combing through the hair. The young knights of the princess penetrated the position of the private soldiers of the nobles almost without hindrance, leaving behind a sieve riddled line of defense, but wave after wave of offensives, the psychological defense of the private soldiers of the nobles was completely complete in an instant. collapse.

All that is left is to turn around and run.

But the ruthless cavalry was still moving forward.

Young noncommissioned officers are driving the enemy to prevent them from regrouping. Although this is almost meaningless to opponents such as aristocratic private soldiers, the young people still strictly follow the standards of a textbook in accordance with the cavalry code.

Looking across the entire battlefield, in front of him and further away, Luo Du’s private soldiers from the nobles fled around like ants under the breach of the embankment.

The sky was dark and bright.

Brando pursed his lips and looked at the scene before him, without a trace of color on his face. Suddenly he tightened the rein of the horse, turned around one by one, and after standing still, he raised the sword of the earth and pointed it to one side:

“Brayson, blow the trumpet, let the whole army separate to the two wings!”

“Brando, what do you want to do!” Breson almost jumped up, isn’t it the time to drive the enemy away.

But he was speechless right away, and he looked dull as he watched the azure spiders appear again-this time not on the ground, but in the sky behind Brando.

One by one, thousands of Fengjing spiders appeared in the sky above the battlefield, as if they were a densely covered, azure web.

There was almost a moment of silence on the battlefield.

Brando looked back.

“Brando, you…” Breson swallowed.

Freya was also stunned. It was not the first time she saw these spiders, but it was the first time Brando commanded so many spiders.

“The whole army listens to the order,” Brando’s voice suddenly echoed across the battlefield: “Knights of the Royal Knights Academy, keep assaulting from the two wings, and move on—”

“forward–”

“Forward!” After a moment of silence, there were cheers and roars like the mountains and the tsunami.

After being dragged out of the water, Baron Rodu stared at his knight with a dull expression. The knight was yelling at him hoarsely-but strangely, he couldn’t hear a word.

But finally, the voice seemed to have returned to his consciousness, and he gradually heard what the subordinate was yelling at himself: “…sir, they are separating!”

“What separate!”

“Those knights are separating!”

Luo Du was taken aback, but his face lost the last blood, “Those guys are driving us together, they are going to drive us forward!”

“They are going to use us as cannon fodder, my lord!”

“My lord, they found the Hong Kong Guards behind—!” A stern cry was heard in the ears of Baron Luodu for a while, as if he was far away in the sky. He staggered to his feet and stammered for a long time. He replied: “It must not be this way.”

“Ian, you help me get on the horse. We have to find a way to regroup, or we’ll be dead–”

But he couldn’t speak anymore.

He suddenly saw a spear emerge from the chest of his confidant knight. He raised his head and dumbly saw the red-haired female knight on the horse’s long tail fluttering in the wind.

This was the last scene that Baron Rodu saw.

Then everything fell into icy darkness.

Qian wiped the blood on her cheeks, and she turned her head. Only when she saw the figure, did she feel a little warm in her cold amber eyes.

On the battlefield, at the same time, many places are performing almost the same scene. Rhodo’s knights have clearly understood their ultimate fate, but there are still people trying to resist, but these knights are just about to gather the people around them, and a dazzling golden light will descend from the sky.

Instantly penetrated his body.

On the battlefield, golden lights interlaced–

…

“Rodu is over.”

“Owen and Sir Malother’s army have been discovered by them. Our Princess is not easy.”

The gray-haired but still vigorous old man turned around with a smile. He was wearing Eruin’s most traditional military uniform, with various medals hanging on his chest, and the most dazzling one was The Candlelight Medal of the Temple of Flame-Reid Duluo Society, the deputy commander of the White Lion Army, and the oldest knight in the White Lion Army.

In the eyes of the Cruz people, he is Eruin’s most respectable enemy and the true pillar of the White Lions. The Lion of Eruin—when he became famous, both the sly fox and the lone wolf were still children.

He was loyal to the Corcovado royal family. He was neither the royal party nor the northern nobility. He was the mainstay of the power ordered by the royal family. But in this civil war, in order to repay the eldest son of the king for his kindness to him, he stood on the side of the northern aristocracy without hesitation.

Even so, no one dared to be disrespectful to him, even among the players of the year. This old man became famous in the holy war and has been the spiritual pillar of Eruin’s army ever since. His loyalty to this kingdom is no less than that of anyone.

But at this moment, the old man shook his head and looked at the other two present with a smile: “It’s really embarrassing to want to come to some of our old guys but want to bully a little girl.”

The Marquis Baltar smiled awkwardly. Of course he knew that the other party meant to say so: “Don’t worry, Knight Redd, we will ensure the safety of the princess and the little prince.”

Although he is the commander of the legion, he can’t stand up to this one.

The old man glanced at him.

“But I am more concerned about how they discovered the Hong Kong Guards?” Marquis Baltar hurriedly changed the subject.

“I don’t know, but their scouts shouldn’t be able to survive. Although Luo Du has a hassle, but his hundreds of people have blocked a Silversmith River, so that even a big living person will not be able to watch.” The old knight touched it. Touching the chin: “The other party should be judged, and it is not impossible to pass clues…”

“His Royal Highness has grown amazingly under the guidance of that little wolf.”

All Eruin is probably the only old knight who dared to call Overwell a “little wolf”, and Baltar couldn’t help smiling bitterly: “The eldest son of Wang is not inferior under the guidance of the old gentleman.”

This time the old knight nodded unceremoniously.

When the two were talking, the’guest’ beside them who had not spoken all of a sudden stood up. “Huh, what is that?”

“This is… Heavenly Armed Forces!”

In the wind and rain, in the direction of the Silversmith River, the golden light woven orthogonally into a piece…

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