The Amber Sword - 582

The beams of light reflected each other in the rain, and from a distance, it seemed that the raindrops passing through it had also turned into pure gold.

Everyone raised their heads, and there was no sun to see a gap in the dark clouds, and the pure white light fell from behind the clouds like wings, gently protecting the people’s crowns.

Beams of light pierced the clouds and hung above the harbor.

Reid Duluo stood in front of the window lattice, and the old soldier seemed to inject his life’s strength into this posture, standing straight.

Only hands clenched into fists.

The ancient king walked in Yundian, watching silently, but later generations could only be speechless. Eruin’s nobles, do you still remember the oath engraved on the long sword?

They cannot answer.

“Master Knight.” The Marquis of Baltar was fidgeting, and he felt the agitation in his heart, but what he was more afraid of was that the old knight suddenly changed his mind. Although he is already the commander of the White Lion Corps, as far as who is more prestigious in the army and who can respond, he must be this old imperial lion.

The old man turned around slowly, his expression resolute, only a gleam of light deep in his gloomy eyes, as if gestating determination. He raised his head and slowly said, “Balta, the White Lions have lost the banner in their hearts for a long, long time, but because of this, we can no longer lose the glory of being a soldier——”

“To this day, if the king asks us for the answer, but we have already deviated from that glorious path, we can only use the last dignity of this kingdom’s army to answer your Majesty-the White Lion Legion, until the death. ”

The White Lion Corps will die until death.

The Marquis of Baltar froze suddenly. He looked at the tall figure of the old knight, outside the window, on the horizon, and lightning from time to time in the storm. However, when he was young and frivolous, he had persistence and ideals, but the struggle for power and court struggles have smoothed all of this, and even he himself does not know what he has lost for all of this.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the young man with a spear holding a long spear and flags high, galloping on a high ground. The spear was shining and the trumpet sounded melodiously-it turned out that he had been so close to his ideals.

That is the history of Eruin.

Master Marquis felt a little moist in his eye sockets, he bent down deeply with his bare eyes and bowed to his teacher. Today, he realized that he had finally finished the last lesson of the knight.

insist.

“The Cruz people also had glory,” a voice said quietly, “but we have learned to compromise. Ideals and reality are not always harmonious. A free and firm heart is certainly desirable, but it is like a person who has achieved self-sacrifice. honourable.”

The master of the voice bowed his head and slightly saluted Raeld Dureau.

The old man shook his head with red eyes, choked up and said, “Old friend Wood, the Eruin is bleeding.”

“I understand, I understand,” Ampersel’s former chief priest was on the side of the house, and at this moment he couldn’t help closing his eyelids slightly, his expression a little moved. He sighed deeply: “Eke built a kingdom of heroes, I’m sorry…”

At this moment, a minister wearing sacrificial robes suddenly opened the door and broke in, shouting in a little panic: “Master priest, they resonate so much that we can’t control it anymore.”

Wood suddenly didn’t hear it, but just looked at Amperethel outside the window with emotion, the kingdom he knew, the people he knew, even at the last moment, some people were fighting for it.

But right or wrong, they at least still have the courage; compared to those cowards shivering in the dark, at least there are people who are fighting their fate.

However, one day Cruz is also at sunset and the empire is no longer glorious. What was it like then?

“Master Chief?”

“Do your best, they, no… he will always notice,” Wood replied without looking back. He remembered the young man he saw that day and shook his head. “But whether it’s right or wrong, something is wrong. We always have to do it.”

“As for the result.”

“Just leave it to history–”

…

The light falling between the clouds was like a big hand, and the huge pressure fixed everyone on the ground.

It’s a curtain call!

Karen was standing in the torrential rain with a long sword in his hand, just wanting to cry happily, perhaps already in tears, but the tears melted into the rain. He saw with his own eyes that golden light seemed to separate the rain curtain, and when it fell on the opposite army, he knew at that moment that no matter what the result, this would be the last performance of the Kingdom’s White Lions.

That person, he had personally handed the battle flag to this army, personally put the laurel crown on their heads, and personally gave them glory. Today, however, he is going to stand on the opposite side of them, asking them to bow their heads and surrender.

no way!

Karen raised his head, stubborn like a child, his eyes seemed to pierce through the clouds, seeing the final moment.

“But the child will grow up to be an adult after all, my prince…”

“This may be our answer.”

He gritted his teeth, tears already rushing out, “Tongze of the White Lion Legion, my brothers! The white lion’s minions used to shine on the high ground, and we used to hold the territory for the kingdom,” the voice of the young commander Roaring in the wind and rain, “But no matter when! No matter where! We have never remembered the motto of the white lion!”

“White Lion Legion, you will die until you die!”

“White Lion Legion, until the end of the day!” Many soldiers were in tears, and they suddenly realized what they were facing, what they had longed for, what they had insisted on, but now they stand on the other side of them. They seemed to be engaged in a defeated battle, but the soldiers still took up their swords with difficulty.

This is a choice.

Because that is their honor.

It is the courage of the white lion.

Everyone who fights with me today will be my brother every day, every day until the end. Karen raised the sword with great difficulty, almost shivering and shouting two words: “Charge…Fight!”

In the light, the majestic coercion made everyone unable to move.

But the kingdom’s white lion army is advancing, as if crawling, bit by bit, everyone has the final determination and courage on their faces to launch a charge against the white lion guards of Bran multiplex.

Slowly like a snail, but never moving forward.

When Cagliice raised his head, he happened to see such a scene. They have experienced the wolf disaster, experienced the training of the Black Forest, received the teachings of Brando, learned the most systematic elf swordsmanship, inherited the oldest white lion warfare, and wore the most sophisticated white lion armor.

They are proud, because they are born with such pride, they think they represent the most glorious history of this kingdom, they think they can be invincible.

But until today, they really understand what is the soul of the army.

Everyone watched this scene, watching Karen and his soldiers launch the slowest charge in history, but what awaited them was not mocking, but the most serious look of their enemies.

“Prince King,” Kaglisi raised his head, raised his hands and shouted, “Let’s have a fair duel.”

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s right or wrong.”

“Just because of mutual respect!”

The light dissipated in an instant. It’s just that the white lion armor of Kaglisi and his party has an extra layer of golden light. The golden light is converging little by little, and finally a golden rune is engraved on the armor. If Brando were here, he would recognize at a glance that this was the white lion armor that was finally improved by the former king Eck.

The white lion armor in history.

This is the recognition of the noble souls for the upright, and it is only at this moment that Kaglisi understands that they have truly received the recognition of the white lion.

He also raised the sword without giving an order-in fact, at the same time when the light and coercion disappeared, the two legions that had crossed the history and the present crossed a distance of ten meters and collided together.

This is the most direct dialogue between the past and today, and the most direct confrontation between the two armies.

The swords of the soldiers of the Kingdom’s White Lion Legion slashed on the white lion armor of Kaglisi’s group, but they couldn’t even penetrate its magical protection effectively. The outer part of the White Lion battle armor was only slightly shaken by the golden light, and the long sword of the soldiers of the kingdom was shaken away.

The white lion armor is designed by Brando in accordance with Maxim’s armor. The thickness of the armor is no more than three millimeters, but the equivalent protection value is as high as 6, which is almost equivalent to a double-hinged plate armor with a thickness of more than five millimeters. This kind of plate armor has never existed on earth, and even in Voend, swordsmen of the peak strength of Dark Iron will be greatly restricted in their mobility if they wear it.

In fact, there are very few infantry troops below Tier 4 wearing such heavy armor to fight, which is often the choice of cavalry.

The white lion battle armor is not only the protection of the armor itself, because it is a magic armor, in fact, the wind protection spell surrounding it also provides an additional 5 points of magic protection, and the average strength of the kingdom white lion army is at the peak of the black iron. For ordinary soldiers, it is very difficult to penetrate only 5 points of magic protection.

Unless they also use enchanted weapons, but since the power of the royal family has declined, the situation of the White Lion Legion has not been as good as before. In the past, the White Lion Legion had indeed had such a glorious period. Everyone was able to distribute magic armor and enchanted swords. But to this day, only a few elite troops in the legion can have magic armor for everyone.

As for enchanting weapons, don’t even think about it. Because of the size and quality of the weapon itself, it is often more difficult to enchant than armor, so it is more precious. Eluin, including the royal knights, has no army that can afford to enchant weapons.

Not to mention, the fourth column of the White Lions under Karen is not actually an elite organization in the army. Of the more than two hundred people, only a few had magic swords in their hands, most of which belonged to personal belongings.

In fact, Karen couldn’t help his mouth full of bitterness when he slashed the sword on the armor on Kaglisi’s shoulder and neck. The sword in his hand is also a family heirloom sword, although it is just a shimmering magic sword, but at least it is also touched with enchanted weapons. But when the sword was cut down, it only opened a deep hole in the opponent’s armor.

Of course, he didn’t know that the armors of the non-commissioned officers of the Kaglisi White Lion Guard were specially reinforced. He was a magnificent silver novice swordsman, and he couldn’t break the opponent’s defense with a single sword, not even him, let alone other people.

But Karen was taken aback, and Kaglisi was also taken aback.

If you don’t fight against each other, you don’t know how powerful the White Lions veterans are. To say that his strength has actually reached the middle of silver after experiencing the Black Forest, and the level of white crow swordsmanship he learned is far beyond the opponent, but the opponent almost killed him by surprise with that simple military swordsmanship.

It was just a quick word, it was too fast, the other party seemed to have guessed his intentions, and slashed the direction of his sword with a sword on his neck. Had it not been for the White Lion Battle Armor to be stronger than expected, he might have been in a different place at this moment.

At this moment, Cagliice realized the pain that Buga, the White Knight Eberlen and Brando experienced when they were fighting against each other that day.

For a while, Kaglisi couldn’t help but sweat.

And now he is not the only one who is sweating coldly, all the young people from Tonigel are getting more and more shocked. Although they still have the upper hand in the scene-the Kingdom’s White Lions have been decimating soldiers and soldiers from the beginning, but their side has not even produced a lightly wounded.

But everyone knows that this is not their credit. It’s that the battle armor designed and manufactured by Lord Lord is too abnormal. In fact, they have been crushed and beaten by the veterans of the White Lion Legion of the other kingdom. They almost can’t even afford it with their hands, but the veterans of the White Lion Legion often More than a dozen swords slashed on them, and the White Lion Battle Armor had no problem at all, but they used the lion sword to fight back once, and often the opponent was seriously injured or killed.

The veterans of the Kingdom’s White Lion Legion do not have any fancy combat skills. They rely on the limited acceleration provided by the inferior “White Lion Armor” on their bodies to seize the opportunity to attack in an instant, and they can call Kagli every time. Si and his party were in a hurry.

It’s just that Kaglisi gets more and more startled, but Karen gets harder and harder.

Because no matter how much advantage they have, they will never be able to win.

What’s more, the opponent is not a mob, Karen can also see that Kaglisi and his party are like those recruits on the battlefield, what they lack is experience.

But they have become more and more mature, counterattack and defense have become more and more calm, in contrast, they have become the other’s teacher-teaching the other party how to kill themselves.

Karen couldn’t help closing his eyes in pain.

Kaglisi couldn’t help it anymore. He was not a fool, so let’s not say what they would learn if they continued to fight like this. I’m afraid that the morale of the White Lion Guard will be wiped out. Although arrogance has always been the way to die, an army cannot be without its own pride.

He couldn’t help but looked at the white lion veteran who was fighting against each other with some admiration.

At the same time, he issued an order: “White Lions, give up the defense and attack with all your strength!” He almost roared out these words, which was a bit ridiculous. Their clumsy defense was useless in front of the opponent, but it was better to simply Give the protection to the White Lion Battle Armor, and go all out to smash the opponent and collapse directly.

Although this command sounded a bit weird, it was the best way Kaglisi could think of.

It is also the most effective.

As soon as the young man from Tonigel gave up his defense, he immediately didn’t seem so rushed. They seemed to be back in the vast black forest. Their opponents were still those terrible monsters. They didn’t need to be confused anymore, they just had to summon all the courage to rush forward like that day.

That’s enough.

Kaglisi and his white lion guard uttered a roar, raising the lion sword in their hands and starting to assault forward. At that moment, the training they endured in the Black Forest began to show its effect, and the sharp swords in their hands swung towards the enemies in front of them——

that moment.

Karen understood that the failure that was close at hand had arrived.

That sword is dazzling.

The dense air blades swung by the white crow swordsmanship gather together. If the waves pass through the rain screen, the hazy white water mist will make people realize why it is named the white crow.

Because that’s a group of gray-white birds that flap their wings.

They pass through the crowd.

Blood is raining.

Karen almost burst into tears. He didn’t understand why he came here. Shouldn’t their enemy be Cruz. But he brought his men here, causing them to lose their lives and all their glory.

But at this last moment, the fourth column of the White Lions of the entire kingdom broke out with the greatest courage. They no longer retreat, and no longer guard, but completely strangled with Kaglisi’s men-the battlefield can hardly be called a confrontation, the soldiers of the Kingdom’s White Lion Legion are just begging to die.

Even Kaglisi couldn’t stand it anymore.

“enough!”

“Stop your hands!” he roared, standing in the heavy rain, like a lion rushing to the crown: “Stop your hands from everyone!”

In fact, he didn’t need his order, the young people from Tonigel had stopped one by one. Then the soldiers of the Kingdom’s White Lion Army also stopped. Many of them have become blood people, but they are still staring at their enemies panting, holding weapons tightly in their hands.

On the street, it was blood red.

There was a moment of silence between the two sides standing on this street.

“I don’t know who you are,” Kaglisi said breathlessly in the rain, his voice echoing in the rain: “The commander opposite, but I hope you give us a way… this killing has already It should not go on any longer.”

“The White Lions will never retreat, even if they die to the last person.” Karen looked at the commander of the heavily armored’White Lions’ opposite, he was also panting and frustrated. But still firm as usual.

Cagliice took a breath.

“This is not going backwards,” he closed his eyes. “But is the kingdom’s White Lion Legion going forward in the face of the Eruins? Is this your glory? Why did you come here? Answer me? Just to fight for power? ”

“No, this shouldn’t be what the White Lions are after!”

“Is this what you are yearning for?”

“When you joined this glorious name and swore your oath to that banner, is this what you yearned for?”

“Open your eyes and take a look!” Kaglisi was almost roaring, and he clenched his fists: “Look at your battle flag, it has been stained red with blood! Look at this port, it is already Blood has flowed all over!”

“But it’s all the blood of the Eruin…”

“Listen, this burning sound, this is the kingdom’s dying moaning sound, don’t you hear it?”

“This is what you swore to protect? This vast territory, bet on everything that life will protect in the oath, the homeland protected by ancient glory.”

He stared at them and paused every word.

“We are killing our kingdom.”

“So, please get away… okay?”

With a bang, the sword in Karen’s hand fell to the ground. He saw it, and saw the blood-stained battle flag that Kaglisi was referring to, the white lion, but it was stained with the Eruin’s own blood.

Is that really what they are after?

In the wind and rain, the knight of the White Lion Corps knelt to the ground, crying bitterly.

……(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)