The Amber Sword - 871

The army of two thousand undead immediately opened up on the shallow river beach. A pair of black spider swordsmen stood next to each other and lined up side by side. They wore a battle armor decorated with spiders on their chests. They stepped forward together, holding a palm-wide black big sword in their hands, and flattened them. The blade, the tip of the sword touch the ground, one hand is flush with the chest and grasp the counterweight, the palm of the other hand is facing upwards, pushing the hilt behind, the body is leaning forward at a certain angle with the body of the sword-two thousand one Hundreds of skeletons kept this action at the same time, rows of big swords were put down one by one in the cold rain, and the cold light above the blades formed a line, like the sharp teeth of death.

A small cluster of black knights flocked around Sir Viskag. The dark noble lord nicknamed the Silent Man also wore the black knight’s armor, but without a helmet. A pale head was exposed on the breastplate, with a few sparse roots. Its hair is like weeds in the wind, its face is full of dry corpses, its eyes are burning with pale flames, and its body is exuding an icy breath of death. It presses the hilt of the sword inlaid with black roses with one hand, just like Its nickname looked at the west in silence.

It was the undulating river bank and hills, and the rain curtain formed a mist, blocking the view. After the mist, the dark forest stood like a wall, but suddenly, a banner of holy white appeared in the forest. Under the banner, there were a group of marching human infantry, and the silver-gray armor reflected light. Glittering like a sparkle, one after another, a trace of doubt flashed in Sir Viskag’s eyes. It had never heard of this army, but the opponent was well-equipped and obviously not a miscellaneous.

One mile is a distance where both parties can only observe each other quietly.

“There is no shield, light infantry, the size is about five brigade.” Sir Viskag silently calculated the size of the army in front of him at a glance. For a person like him, this is nothing. There are more than 400 dominions and small states in the sea. There is no shortage of everything there, but there is no shortage of soldiers, especially experienced soldiers. They are the best mercenaries in the entire dark world. They have experienced many battles, and their sensitivity to war has long become instinct. “One and a half ball.” It relaxed, the pride that belonged to the black rose in the soul fire had the upper hand again, and couldn’t help but be somewhat contemptuous.

Spider swordsmen are the nemesis of light infantry and cavalry. As long as there are no heavy cavalry, they are the most terrifying force on the battlefield, not to mention the number of opponents is far less than theirs. Sir Viskag smiled indifferently, thinking that these arrogant human nobles must still stick to the rules, holding the creed that infantry is only a defensive force, but they must not know that infantry can also show fangs and become one. The sharp knife that tears the ground.

“Let the spider tell you later, the era that belongs to you is over.” The black knight commander glanced at Eruin’s army again. The White Lion Guard was slowly advancing, and he was even more sure of this.

At this time, the opposite side of the river began to float with small flashes of light.

“They are blessing spells.”

“There is a group of magicians.”

Sir Viskag raised his sparse eyebrows due to the voice of the black knight’s urn conversation around him. The army on the opposite side was really unusual. There was a magician regiment, which was at least the level of the Van Mills regiment. The opponent is likely to be part of the Central Legion, not a noble army, but I don’t know which one it is. It frowned, and muttered in its heart that the Southern Legion had already arrived near Ampersel, and what was the army in front of? Which legion is it from?

The flash of magic gradually became denser. Sir Viskag finally changed his face-this scale, is it part of the Royal Knights of Eruin, or the Black Blade Legion or the White Lion Legion? “Impossible, these three elite Eruins cannot come to the South, unless they have completely abandoned the area north of Ampersel.” It shook its head and muttered in his heart. The army in front of him is really too much. It’s weird. Although there are corpse witches in Madara’s army, seriously speaking, corpse witches are not sorcerers. Don’t say that they have never seen this matching group of magicians. It has never appeared in military history.

1,500 infantrymen, equipped with more than one hundred magicians——

“This is crazy!” Sir Viskag felt that if the opponent was crazy, or he had hallucinations.

The sound of horns echoed on the battlefield.

“The Vieiro asked us to turn around and retreat,” Brando withdrew his gaze from the direction of the misty river beach, and said to Cowen, Cagliice and Freya beside him: “It seems that they are still a bit conscience. ”

“Hey, at least it proves that the person we are trying to save is not entirely waste.” Kaglisi replied with a grin.

Ke Wen didn’t say a word. It was the first time a young man from Schafflund participated in the war personally. The scene before him was different from what he had imagined. The White Lion Guard was walking slowly in the drizzle, and the sound of orders came to him from time to time. “The sword is out of the sheath!” “Go forward in line!” The young people from Tonigel had just left the forest. The queue was still a little messy. The herald was flying before and after the queue, and the flag was flying. This kind of army was completely different from those of the nobles he had seen. He was vaguely touched, as if this army should have come out of a certain period of history and came to this battlefield. .

That period of history is called the establishment of Eruin.

He looked back subconsciously, Brando stood with a sword, and looked at his army on horseback, with a calm look on his face.

“This army seems to him nothing more than that.” Ke Wen thought, “What kind of army does this Lord Earl really want?”

Brando smiled softly. The White Lion Guard has begun to take shape, and Eruin has taken its first step, but now what he wants to see is pushing open the door with his own hands. Behind the gate with golden light is another era. In the last period of history, it began in the year of silver. In this period of history, it will begin today, and after today is the future. He raised his head and looked at the slender back in the rain curtain ahead, and now Freya also turned back and looked at Brando’s direction. She was riding a snow-white war horse, and she was full of doubts at the moment. What exactly does he want to do? The magician group is not used in this way…” It is clearly written in Eruin’s tactical code: The precious magician must be protected with the strictest protection, the magician group with more than one hundred people They must be protected by a legion, otherwise they should be scattered to avoid a devastating blow.

The wizard group is a valuable auxiliary combat force, and sometimes it can even change the situation; wizards have extremely strong personal combat capabilities and are strong individuals on the battlefield. In general tactics, such individuals with strong combat effectiveness should treat them Distributed in the army, in this way it can be effectively protected, and it can also pose an effective threat to the enemy’s array and command personnel at various points.

But now, the Tonigelian magicians are lining up in a phalanx like the infantry. There are only a few white lion guards outside this phalanx. Their singing resounds through the river bank, like a holy song, with light floating in the air. Layers of spells are added to protect the body of the white lion guard in front. Kaglisi was looking up and watching the light-colored halo descending from mid-air with the rain, falling on every soldier, even himself.

He curiously touched the energy shield a few inches away from his body, as if there was a layer of air flowing on it, bypassing the fingertips, forming a whirlpool—that was a wind shield. “It’s magnificent.” Kaglisi murmured, equipping so many wizards with an army of only 1,500 men was opposed by almost everyone, especially Antitina and Metty. Sha, the former started from the difficulty of cultivating wizards in the territory, and advised Brando to cherish this rare power, while the latter has experience from the battle of the saints and is not optimistic about Brando’s concentrated use of wizards. People; even Freya included, most of them are opposed. Tonigel now has many wizards, but most of these wizards come from various mercenary groups, witches, and druids in the trade wind ring. It is not a reserve force cultivated by the territory, that is to say, once it is lost, it is difficult to replenish it.

In everyone’s eyes, this rare magician group should be used as Tonigel’s secret force and used carefully, but Brando rejected all the arguments and put them together to form this group. Magician group. This groundbreaking magician group has been criticized since it was formed. Caglisi even heard that even the Shire is not optimistic about the future of this magician group. Those Cruz people who follow Veronica are even more blunt. It was the move of upstarts.

But will Lord Lord be a nouveau riche?

Cagliice looked at Brando with a calm look, squeezed his chin, “Well, okay…it’s a bit like.” But anyway, the buffing spells provided by the group of more than two hundred magicians are enough. Covering an entire army, when they are attached to everyone in the White Lion Guard, this scene is indeed somewhat spectacular.

“Lord Lord does this, it seems to be somewhat insightful.” Uta glanced at the other side of the river for the last time, then pulled down the metal mask, and replied with an urn in the rain.

Not far away Fern shook his head when he heard this. He drew his long sword and moved forward slowly with his subordinates, with a faint worry in his heart. Concentration of wizards is not something that no one has done before, but the effect is really limited. The enemy will spread out the formation and make the magic effect less obvious. And even if one or two troops are defeated, once the concentrated magician group is hit, the loss of the precious wizard is much higher than that of the opponent, and the gain is not worth the loss.

But what did the lord think in his heart?

Brando looked at Cagliese with a curious and suspicious look, and understood what the other party was thinking, “What do you think a wizard is, Cagliese.” He asked. The latter hurriedly pulled down the metal mask. Although it was impolite to do so, he also guessed the look of Brando who saw him snickering just now, and he replied steadily: “My lord, it is written in the tactical code–”

“Don’t be funny, Cagliice, you are not from a college graduate. Don’t mention any tactics to me. Tell me about your own thoughts.” Brando replied angrily.

“My lord, I really don’t know.” Kaglisi shook his head. He was not a wizard, so how could he know what a wizard would do. There are rumors in the countryside that these wizards are all supernatural and omnipotent, but these rumors are obviously unbelievable: “But Princess Medissa…”

Brando sneered at Eruin’s old tactical codes, but he didn’t necessarily agree with Metisa’s statement. Yes, the battle of the saints can be said to be the largest on this earth after the destruction of Babel’s fortress. A magnificent war. In that war, there were Frost Knights, Dragon King Cavalry, Miner’s Twilight Guard, and Silver Elf’s Princess Guard. The war was epic and magnificent, but in that war , But there is no wizard.

The history of wizards begins in Tumen——

Tumen taught magic to the people of silver. From his beginning, Vaughan had the first generation of wizards. However, it was not until the prosperous dynasty of the Bugans that the history of wizards began to shine. The stealers of these laws were nothing more than an ascendant force during the War of the Saints. They were as weak as chicks breaking their shells. In the battle of that power level, all they could do was look up. The history of wizards’ participation in wars has to be traced even later. The disintegration of the Holy Alliance directly led to the fact that the Bujas did not ask for world affairs, the silver elves retreated into the deep valley, and the era of mortals came, and many years later, today, The rules of war have really changed.

What is a wizard?

Many people think that wizards are the power to change the situation on the battlefield. Their strange spells can bring unexpected variables to the entire war. They can make hard ground muddy, and can make a dry battlefield suddenly rain, which can be ignited in the forest. The fire can instantly build fortresses and fortresses, and can provide countless help and protection to friendly troops. But they all overlooked one point, the other side of the wizard.

Destructive power.

“The wizard represents firepower,” Brando said to Cagliice, standing proudly in the rain: “This is a power that can dominate the battlefield.”

This statement seems to be no different from the previous one. Although Cagliice did not understand the meaning of’firepower’, he also heard what Brando wanted to say. He was a bit disapproving, but he still replied with an awkward voice: “The wizard’s mana is limited, Lord Lord, and their enemies are alive. Didn’t Master Veronica also say that the wizard’s precious spells are used to kill and wound the scattered ones. The enemy is a waste.”

This is indeed a problem. After all, this is not the era when the Great Demon Tide began, but that is what happened later. Today, the magician group under my own is completely enough to deal with the bones at the moment. Brando recalled the Battle of the Forest and the miracle created by the wizard in that war. He smiled coldly, and soon this miracle was about to descend on Madara’s bone frame.

Tonigel’s apprentices of wizards have practiced today’s battle thousands of times, but even they themselves don’t understand what it will bring. It will only deeply shock everyone when it shines.

The two sides have entered the final distance of one hundred and fifty yards.

The Eruin began to sound the cornet, and the White Lion Guards began to accelerate, but they were still in order. The non-commissioned officers riding on horses also dismounted, joined their queues, raised their swords, and commanded their subordinates to prepare. Start to charge. At this moment, Brando’s eyes flickered, and he swept across the long array of Madara, and the bone frames were really scattered. It is indeed the emperor’s selection group from the sea of dead moon, and it is well-deserved.

When the two sides approached within a hundred yards, the corpses under Sir Viskag began to bless the spider swordsman with spells. They were very calm, or rather, their commanders were very calm— —Because the undead itself doesn’t exist at all.

“The speed is faster than imagined,” Sir Viskag said to his men. “This army is weird.”

The white lion guard’s weird lion shoulder armor has already been reflected in their vision. With the blessing of spells, the speed of this Tonigel infantry, whose average level is not the peak of the black iron, is already close to the starting speed of the light cavalry. Viskag suddenly grinned his teeth and realized that the army in front of him might not be a defensive infantry at all, but, like his Spider Swordsman, an infantry for offensive purposes.

“What are they like?” he asked back.

“It’s kind of like the legendary White Lion Legion.” A black knight urn replied angrily.

“No, it’s not.” Sir Viskag shook his head. “No.”

It’s a pity that it doesn’t have a skeleton shooter under it, otherwise it will be able to test it a bit. But it doesn’t matter. This emperor’s selection group from the Sea of Dead Moon, an army personally selected by the supreme Emperor, is equipped with the most elite undead soldiers and commanders in the entire Madara. No matter who they are in front of them, they will only end up. One, that is being crushed. She made a gesture and asked the black knight to raise the flag and pass the message to the corpse witches in the army, so that the whole formation was expanded. The open terrain on the river beach was beneficial to them, because her side was more powerful.

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the rain curtain ahead.

coming.

Sir Viskag thought to himself.

When Earl Jacques saw hundreds of golden lines across the rain curtain on the top of the mountain, the hot flames were like molten steel, intertwined with each other, then disappeared, flashed again, bunch after bunch, beautiful like a winter piano Fireworks placed on the festival. Everyone was so surprised that they could hardly speak. “Magic!” I don’t know who shouted, “Tonygelians have so many magicians!” Lord Earl looked back at the others, and the nobles of Vieiro looked at each other.

How can they use magicians like this? Is that Earl Tonigel a nouveau riche! ?

This is what everyone thinks in their minds.

The fireball fell on the river beach like raindrops, creating an effect beyond everyone’s imagination. The soft soil on the river beach seemed to be infused with life, came alive, tumbling, and being lifted up, forming like a doomsday. Scenes. Even the non-commissioned officer of the White Lion Guard was almost shocked by the scene before him. The terrifying explosion ploughed the front line of Sir Viskag. The skeleton swordsmen there were already standing scattered, now It was even scattered, and after a round of firepower, a sieve-like position appeared in front of the White Lion Guard.

At this moment, Freya felt a flash of lightning in her heart and realized something.

Sir Viskag also realized the problem.

This round of magic strikes did not destroy his army. In fact, the strikes were very limited. Although there were casualties, compared with the consumption of the opponent’s wizard’s mana, this casualty was very small. But the problem is that after the spell, there is still a white lion army in front. It originally thought that it was just infantry, and it was impossible to enter the position so quickly, but the opponent’s speed was beyond imagination. That is not an infantry at all.

That’s the damn cavalry without riding a horse!

That is the real white lion infantry in history!

“Quick!” Sir Viskag suddenly screamed: “Let the back row go up, don’t let them cut into a line so quickly! Don’t let them run!”

But it was at this time that the second round of magic strikes arrived as scheduled.

Brando’s gaze fell on Shire, and Shire pondered for a moment, then issued an attack command. In the stunned eyes of everyone, the wizards’ spells stretched forward and landed on the position between the first and second lines of the Spider Swordsman. And there, it’s almost nothing more than a clearing now. The Vieiro people behind Count Jacques were almost frightened, “Why are the Tonigelians attacking the open space? Are they crazy? The wizards don’t need money for mana?”

Earl Linz suddenly stopped, because he saw countless fear spirits suddenly flying from the blood rod’s main formation and heading straight to the west of the river bank. Those monsters almost overwhelmed the sky, pouring out of their nests.

“The blood rod is aware of the problem,” Earl Jacques replied dryly, watching this scene, “The two regiments to the south of it are going to die.”

“what?”

A loud whistle sounded above the river bank at this moment.

The effect of magic is far from over, but Freya has raised her long sword and simply conveyed her first command in this war: “Charge!”

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