The Amber Sword - 591. Chapter 591 The Three Hundred and Twenty Three Acts The Battle of Saint White VII
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The emerald green leaves are bright and dripping, and the branches are still filled with a thin mist. The forest of Frada is quiet and picturesque. However, somebody finally broke the loneliness. The knight used a long sword to open a handful of shrub branches and leaves, and the horse came out from behind the bushes. He immediately saw a group of people sitting in a clearing not far away.
Macaro raised his head and saw the person behind the knight clearly, his sullen expression stretched out. He patted the leaves off his shoulders and stood up, and said, “You are finally here.”
The young man sat on the horse’s back diagonally, looked at these people with a tight face, and did not answer.
Macaroma realized it was wrong.
Within the scope of his vision, many knights in black and red shirts suddenly emerged from the forest, surrounding the royal party and his party.
On dozens of longbows that collapsed the bowstrings, sharp arrows gleaming with cold light aimed at everyone around the bonfire.
It is the army of Grand Duke Lantonilan, which is by no means a joke.
“What do you mean, Eco?” Macaro asked loudly.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Macaro,” Eco looked at them and replied boldly, “You understand, as long as I’m a knight, even if only for a second-I will never take an oath!”
Macaro knew what Eco wanted, he couldn’t believe that he would go crazy at this moment, “You are making a fool, Eco, you know what is right. We should go to rescue Haru right away. Prince Ze, then immediately escorted him to the Grand Duke. This is the last chance.”
“No,” Eco interrupted him: “I know what is right, justice and ideals! As you have told me, the faith of the royal party, but we ask ourselves, are we still on the side of glory?”
“Does it mean that too many losses have made us lose the spirit of reformers. The royal party once promised to live up to its oath, but then? Do we just need a victory?”
The young man raised his head and looked at the direction of the port of Ampersel with enlightenment. Under the blue sky, it looked like a white city.
The sparkle exudes light, which makes people unable to look closely.
“No, what we need is to regain the spirit that the Eruin people have completely discarded. This is the common pursuit of the Caiwangdang, the princess, and all the Eruin people.” He turned his head and looked at it. The others were stunned, “The battle is far from over. Is the royal party about to leave the battlefield…?”
“You are going crazy, Eco.” Macaro couldn’t believe his students would say such things. He immediately quietly gestured to Buga on the side to tell him to stop the crazy young man.
But Eco seemed particularly awake today. He immediately turned around and said to Buga: “Teacher Buga, as the new Earl of Carolan, the sole heir to Grand Duke Lantoniland and the commander of this army, I order you and stand to me. On one side. Just because I won’t order you to move a knife at your companions, and the princess is still in the city, I only want Lantonilan’s soldiers to fulfil their oath—now I have a glorious honor, but I don’t want to enjoy it alone.”
“The command and the glory are here, Teacher Buja, please don’t let me down.”
The young man said sincerely.
Bougainvillea and Macaro couldn’t help but glance at each other, and they both smiled bitterly. They prepared for this moment for a long time, but did not expect the result.
“Eco, a knight-thinking idiot, can’t say this. I know you are here, Yura.” The cunning fox of the kingdom shook his head and couldn’t help shouting into the forest.
There was a sound of horseshoes, and the blind girl went around behind Eco. She has a gentle and quiet face. Although she can’t see her eyes, she seems to be able to see everything in her heart.
“Yura, you can tell right from wrong.”
“Yes, because I only ask my heart,” Yula smiled, “Jiufeng has a word, the gentleman swears, and promises to make money.”
Macaro and Li Woods couldn’t help sighing together. They couldn’t help raising their heads for a while, and above the branches, clouds and sky-blue sky seemed to reflect everything in the past, and the royal party was also determined to forge ahead.
Macaro still remembers that he had experienced the most difficult time, he even had to hide himself as a mercenary leader in a remote area. Perhaps the royal party has experienced too many failures and too many waits, so much that it can no longer afford another failure.
Eruin’s future is far away from people like them.
…
Grand Duke Lantonilan’s army finally entered the arena, flying a banner that no one could even imagine-but no one would guess the answer to the mystery. In the Port of Ampersel, the non-commissioned officers and students of the Royal Knights Academy were passing through the entire southern city, but they did not encounter the enemy they had imagined.
And their enemy, the Hong Kong Guard in Ampersel, is now experiencing its worst defeat in decades.
Sanir and his men were patrolling the dilapidated positions of the Hong Kong Guards. In its scorched, cold and narrow pupils, the Hong Kong Guards under the Marquis of Julian finally collapsed a moment ago, and the soldiers had their hands high. He walked out from behind the position holding weapons high, and the number was a bit alarming.
Just four hours.
Although the Hong Kong Guards in Ampersel claimed to have an establishment of 35,000, Sanir estimated that they had defeated less than half of them in the front. In a prosperous area like Ampersel, the Hong Kong Guards are like mercenaries, and the situation of empty pay has always been acquiesced, and most of the nobles also knew it well.
But the question is, who would dare to attack the territory of the temple?
Sanir used its gray fin Nagar Guards to give the merchant council a resounding answer. The veteran soldiers with more than 15,000 men spent only half a day on the frontal battlefield with a width of no more than five kilometers. When the time came, it was completely defeated. Not even fleeing, but being captured in an organized way.
This is simply a joke.
The Marquis of Julian was dumbfounded, or he had predicted it in his heart. The only thing he didn’t understand was what the gang of Nagas was going crazy.
Sanir saw the adjutant under his own with darker scales reporting to him, and asked if he wanted to move forward. It raised its head, and its scorched pupils reflected the inner city of the port of Amperexel.
This is Eruin’s strongest fortress in the south.
But how far do they have to support that human being.
It glanced at the Seagod’s Trident in its own hand, and the jewels on the trident changed lightly, as if it were a gambling game. Then it nodded.
Keep going.
Converge with Brando.
…
The situation on the battlefield is quietly tilting.
The Cruz people enter the arena, and the Black Blade Legion is completing the final assembly.
The flying dragon knight covering the sky is rushing into the sky over the port of Ampersel. On the farther horizon, groups of monsters with open wings seem to form a curved firmament, and the sky is full of screams and noise.
At that moment, it seemed like a doomsday scene.
What Danos saw on his mount was a wall, a wall of flying dragons leaping from the front. It wasn’t just the dragon knights of the Black Blade Legion, he saw the emblems on all kinds of shields, and almost the entire northern dragon cavalry gathered here.
Faced with thousands of troops alone.
Danos was at a loss. How often, he seemed to have seen the same scene on another battlefield. The boundless undead, all that is left is despair. He even thought Eruin was the only one left to resist.
But today, he felt full of anger.
This kingdom originally had such a powerful army, but why, this army is still his enemy? Where did they go when facing Madara? They are fighting each other.
Is this kingdom really saved?
Danos felt the despair rushing over his face, and he closed his eyes.
In the darkness, it was a rainy night that was precarious, and a beam of fire pierced the sky.
The south gate is near.
So Brando also stopped the discussion about his own life experience. He understood more than any other. At this moment, a legion that was so large that he was unpredictable was crossing the Amperessel Strait, and even appeared on the front side over thousands of miles. On the battlefield. An army gathered around Ampersel in an instant, and it became a dangerous place.
This conclusion can be drawn no matter whether it is inferred from his own heart or from the information obtained from Danos.
However, the Flying Dragon Brigade of the Southern Army is losing ground.
Brando has ordered them to retreat in the direction of St. White Bay. This is the final retreat, whether success or failure depends on this last fight.
And they don’t have much time left.
He has led the non-commissioned officers and students of the Royal Knights Academy through the entire city of Ampersel South, from the Old Fisherman Street to the Vericin Square, without seeing a single enemy.
Although Brando also had doubts in his heart, he dared not delay it. The huge fortress at the south gate of the port of Ampersel seemed to appear in his sight in an instant.
But it was like a dead fortress.
Where is the Hong Kong Guard?
Brando and everyone couldn’t help raising their heads, and then they saw a familiar figure appeared in their vision.
At that moment, the long street seemed to be holy white, under the golden sunlight.
The man on the fortress smiled slightly, then raised his hand high. In the midst of the rumbling, the huge south gate of the port of Ampersel was slowly opening.
Everyone couldn’t help but open their mouths wide.
Count Ouding stood proudly on the head of the city, with a long sword in his hand, looking at the army that gradually revealed its figure from the bottom of the long street. To be precise, he was looking at the young lord at the forefront of the army.
It was like the flame that ignited people’s hearts in the long night.
He believed that at such a moment, this miracle would return to Eruin. But it wasn’t until he saw Princess Griffin behind Brando that he understood that Martha had never been far away from her people.
Brando also smiled.
He seemed to be back in the turbulent history once again, surrounded by like-minded comrades. The Eluin never gave up, and they did the same.
Even in the face of thousands of troops, but what about it?
“In the ring of trade winds, I heard that you will save this kingdom,” Count Ouding shouted loudly from the top of the city, “but I don’t believe it!”
“So you are here?”
“Yes,” Count Oeting laughed, “So I’m here.”
“I want to witness with my own eyes for Her Royal Highness.”
“all of these.”
Behind Brando, the half-elf girl bit her lower lip, but there were tears in her silver eyes. Although the kingdom is decayed, new buds are born within.
It’s like life, repeating itself again and again.
There is no end to reincarnation.
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