The Amber Sword - 872. Chapter 872

“charge!”

The long sword raised in the rain, the water mist it brought up, looked like an arc of silver light. Freya raised the lion heart holy sword high, standing proudly in the rain. The white lion’s non-commissioned officers looked at her one after another, and raised the long sword in unison as they moved forward. The water mist filled with the white blade, suddenly A gleaming cold forest rose; the phalanx began to flow, everyone’s pace was constantly getting faster and bigger, and finally they almost ran wildly. From time to time, some people were in the front and were overtaken by left and right. The line of white lion infantry running at the forefront, with silver-gray armors connected to each other, looked like a line of light shining in the rain from a distance.

This line is constantly changing and advancing in change.

The White Lion Guard finally broke out with terrifying speed, and showed the characteristics of this male lion completely in front of everyone on the battlefield. The other commander of the two undead swordsmen of Madara, Murgkin, was astonished. Looking at this scene inexplicably, it was like seeing a silver-grey torrent plummeting down from the forest border. At that moment, it thought of the scene when the White-winged Cavalry Group launched its charge, but that scene was far less shocking than seeing this scene in the rain today. What kind of infantry is this?

The fire flashed, and a fireball exploded not far away, and the flying silt almost splashed it all over, but it seemed that Mogkin hadn’t noticed at all.

The undead is the best army in the world. After the explosions and flames faded, the first-line spider swordsmen still held their long swords and stood indifferently where they were supposed to be. The evacuated formation has long been disconnected, as if it were a dish of scattered sand individuals scattered on the ground. The interlaced flame tail marks began to pass over their heads, behind them weaving an exploding fire net. Behind them, Viskag The Jazz is hoarse to let the reserve team up, but it is not that its orders are not firm enough, nor that the undead lacks courage. The spider swordsman rushes into the flames of destruction fearlessly, and the fireball falls on them, behind them, Then it exploded, and the skeletons were blown to pieces. The high temperature even melted the armor on their bodies. The flowing metal poured into the ground and cooled in the rain to form pieces of dark metal round cakes.

Only a few lucky spider swordsmen can break through the fire web and enter the first line. The Eruin wizards cunningly concentrated the firepower and repeatedly hammered the area in the center of the battlefield, making Madara’s two wings gradually plump, but the center of the position. But there is always a weak link. Sir Viskag finally watched this scene with his mouth open in despair. It had never fought such a war. At this moment, it felt helpless like a weak little girl. It knew exactly what the Eruin wanted. But I don’t know how to stop it.

“Master Martha, mother of spiders, save me!” The undead didn’t believe in tears, but Sir Viskag just wanted to cry.

The White Lion Guard finally cut into Madara’s position on the river bank like a silver-gray blade. The young people in the front row were no more than ten meters away from the skeleton swordsmen standing proudly in the drizzle. , At this distance, they could even see the gray-white phosphorous fire flashing in each other’s eyes, cold as iron, lacking the feelings of living beings. The white lions are brave and brave, but they are still nervous when seeing such an opponent. The non-commissioned officers are shouting orders to inspire everyone’s courage. Uta, Fern, Mars, and Kaglisi who catch up from behind, take the lead in the charge. The generals more or less alleviated the hesitation in the hearts of the soldiers. The white lion’s banner was advancing in the rain. Under the banner, there was another lady leading the charge. She was wearing a white holy robe with chain mail and holding it in her hand. The cross rod is just the dress of the battle priest.

That is Hippamilla.

Others still don’t understand why the Lord Lord wants his personal servant to charge with the army, but the priest girl has raised the cross scepter in her hand, Brando followed the team and watched this scene from a distance, and her heart suddenly moved slightly. , I felt that the elemental foundation suspended in the world of the Journey Master was shaken, and the light and earth elements rose from the element pool, and then disappeared into the vagueness. He raised his head and just saw the movements of Madara’s skeleton swordsmen. They chuckled and swung upwards with the hilt in their left hand—hundreds of black and heavy blades were neatly drawn from the bottom to the top. Wave-draw hundreds of long arcs in the rain.

Ten meters apart, a wave-shaped blade visible to the naked eye burst out from the sword, the air blade pushed forward, and instantly turned into a cone-shaped shock wave, separating the water curtain, bringing up a vast expanse of blooms, and brushing it. It swept past the first row of non-commissioned officers of the White Lion Guard. But at this time, the white lion guard flashed its pale gray brilliance. This brilliance formed an elliptical sphere under the impact of the shock wave, but no matter how violent the shock wave was, the sphere showed no signs of breaking, and the shock wave swept across. Almost the river bank was almost flattened by an inch. The grass on the river beach had already been completely lifted, leaving only a dark muddy ground, but the human soldiers who remained on the muddy ground were unharmed.

Bless the hymn.

The power of the brigade mage was first shown by Hippamilla on the battlefield in this drizzle, and it shocked everyone who was watching the battle——

“What’s that?” Sir Viskag almost let out a scream from his hollow chest.

What spell can make an entire army immune to damage? In its empty mind, it can’t figure out what level of power this is. Even a sage cannot master such a law. Only gods, and only those who exist above the rules of the world, can perform such miracles. Morgekin was also blank in his mind. It was a lich, and he could understand the horror of the previous scene more deeply. It was not a spell, but a power above it.

At that moment, it keenly felt the tremor of a certain existential law passing through the clouds.

Even though it was an undead, it still felt depressed at that moment. For many years, it hadn’t tasted such a horrible taste, as if it had long forgotten the feelings that belonged to the creature since it became a lich. Suddenly, the unscathed White Lion Guard and the Spider Swordsman were intertwined. The two sides are also Tier 3 armies, but even if the young White Lion is still in the stage of merging the old with the new and the toddler, even the Tonigelians The formation is far less orderly than the undead, even if this new army still has many weak links, but as long as they have one advantage, the terrifying magician group finally shows its effect at this moment. In “Sword”, most of the blessing spells that are suitable for spreading to the entire army are generally weak, like being brave and fearless, like boosting morale.

And those real bonus spells, such as the wings of the wind, the atmospheric shield, the blade of heaven, the stone skin, and the dragon power, can only be blessed to a few people at a time. These spells are more suitable for squad fighting. A wizard or priest blesses the entire army, I am afraid that even if it has sufficient mana, it will be exhausted. Even if it is not exhausted, how can there be so much time on the battlefield for you to delay?

But this problem is not a problem for the White Lion Guard.

The entire white lion legion has only 1,500 people, but the size of their magician group has reached 120 people. Brando divided the entire army into one hundred sections in advance, and each wizard only needs to be responsible for himself. In the interval in which the order is given in advance, but a few spell time, these powerful bonus spells will fall on everyone. This is not his own invention. After the Battle of the Xianlin, since the wizards began to participate in the battle on a large scale, smart players began to summarize and create these standardized tactics. Every subtle detail is the experience of the predecessors. The experience gained from the second war, but this one is particularly special.

Because it itself comes from Madara.

This is the true magical legion that will emerge in the future Slate Wars. Although the White Lion legion is far from reaching the level of later generations, it is already above this era.

In another period of history, the undead of Madara, who preceded the world, used this set of tactics to defeat the Eruin, defeat the wind elves, and defeat the Cruz people, but today, they first have to taste the fruits they planted. NS. “I don’t know if my student is doing well.” Brando thought in his heart. He calmly watched the White Lion Guard cut into the Viskag line. Although the undead was tough, the fragile line couldn’t stop it. The white lion guards charged up, the silver torrent rushed into the black line, and in a blink of an eye, they had already broken through the embankment, swept over the embankment, and rushed towards the rear of the Madara army.

The black rose did not have time to bloom in the future, and it withered in the drizzle. The number of spider swordsmen who were obviously inferior was overwhelmed by the White Lion Guard. Under the cover of Xu Jin’s barrage, the Tonigelians were already on the battlefield. Formed a local advantage. Even with the full set of spell blessings, the individual strength of human soldiers has far surpassed the undead swordsmen. Many skeleton swordsmen’s great swords were broken under the amazing power of the white lion soldiers. The next step is to be divided. For war. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for the undead of Madara to effectively cover the corpse witches in the army. Often the corpse witches are killed one by one, and the skeletons fall in pieces. Although the undead army is not afraid of death, but There is a fatal weakness.

Its low-level undead, even the formed army such as spider swordsmen and skeleton knights, are supported by the power of the soul, rather than the high-level undead with real souls. The source of the power of these undead comes from the corpse itself, once evoked When their corpse witches die, they will also be wiped out in ashes after exhausting the soul fire in a short period of time. At this moment, the White Lion Legion is accomplishing such a thing. The line of the undead of Madara has been torn apart, and the corpse witch who commanded behind has also been exposed to the sword. finished.

And Freya herself, at this moment, has been eyeing Sir Viskag and the group of black knights around him. After experiencing the battle in the Dead Frost Forest, her blood of the Valkyrie has been fully awakened. When the Valkyrie Mark was activated, At least there is a golden mid-level combat power. In this era, she is almost the same as the Valkyrie during the growth period in history. After the year of Swift, she and Veronica got acquainted with the opportunity of the elements of civilization for the first time, and formally crossed the door of the elements a year later. , Became the true Valkyrie of Eruin.

The female knight turned her horse’s head and killed it in that direction. Death Talk on the other side, Murgkin, noticed this scene and wanted to help, but soon the lich stopped; because of a stone The scepter suddenly rammed from one side. It subconsciously weaved a black magic to block this sudden attack, but a magical scene happened immediately. Mogkin watched the scepter hit his spell barrier. Above, the black light shield squeaked as if it were dying. The lines of law, the circle, and the cipher text on it began to flash like crazy, and then burst one by one. The light shield was instantly shattered, and then let The stone rod slammed into its head.

Without the slightest reaction time, Mogkin’s head was instantly shattered, shattered like glass, and exploded into powder.

“What damn power is this!” It uttered such a scream from the depths of its soul, and its body shook on the skeletal war horse and fell to the ground.

Hippamilla stopped and put down the mountain genus in her hand. She raised her head and watched the lich’s soul shoot into the sky, returning to the phylactery where it was hidden, and she was a little surprised at herself. The power of this scepter in the hand.

This is the power that comes from the earth and mountains–

A scream resounded through the clouds.

Brando raised his head subconsciously and saw the creatures with open wings pierced through the dark clouds. The fearful spirits came. They dived into the air head-to-head, and the piercing screams resounded across the banks of the river valley. The wailing of the human heart seems to make people cold; but unfortunately, this is of no avail to the White Lion Guard. The courage of the White Lion has always been the most dazzling legend in Eruin’s poems. The White Lion Guard is born with it. The attribute of immunity to fear can be said to be the best army against the undead. There are many enemies in history.

Eruin and Madara today can be said to be the case.

The fear spirit pierced through the rain curtain and went straight to the Tonigelian magician group. Hundreds of fear spirits swooped down neatly at the same time. The deterrence produced was amazing. Some young wizards were even so scared that they hurried to the air. A few fireballs were released, but they were easily circumvented by the flying undead creatures with a dexterous falling leaf maneuver; the wizards still wanted to continue casting the spell, and the spell was hit hard on the head. They turned their heads and saw Lord Mordenkain and his duck envoy staring at them sternly, “Don’t make a mistake of the goal!” Mordenkain is no longer the hapless apprentice back then, and has experienced the battle of the trade wind ring. After that, he grew extremely fast, and now he has the strength close to gold. He is one of the few wizards of Shire with this level, and is now the wizard captain of the wizard group.

In the entire magician group, such scenes are being staged everywhere, and the scene seen in the eyes of outsiders is, but after a few fireballs, the wizards shifted their targets and continued to concentrate on bombarding the skeleton sword on the river bank. scholar.

“They are crazy!” The blood rods were gradually reducing their force in the front. The Vieiro people’s pressure was greatly reduced for a while, but they were almost stunned when they came back to see this scene: “Earl Tonigel doesn’t Planning to have a magician group!?”

Earl Jacques had the same confusion in his heart, but he believed that Lord Earl was not such a stupid person, he would definitely have a second hand. Just where is the back hand? His eyes fell in the silent black forest.

The blood rod also looked at the black forest.

In fact, at this time, both sides on the battlefield more or less had a certain premonition in their hearts, that was like a spark in the spirit, suddenly blooming, giving people the ability to predict the future. Sure enough, in an instant, a feather arrow was thrown high in the forest, and the battlefield seemed to be still. Everyone saw the feather arrow flying slowly, crossing an ugly parabola, and it failed to hit either end. Fear of the spirit, but halfway through the flight, it fell down with all his strength, and landed on Brando’s shoulder armor with a’pop’.

Brando glanced at the arrow, then turned around and looked inexplicably into the linden forest behind him.

“I’m sorry, my hand slipped.” Fini stuck her tongue out, and the tree elf archer looked at her commander embarrassedly: “It’s all because of the monsters’ cry that frightened me.”

Metissa looked at her dumbfounded, shook her head, then turned and raised the wind archer’s longbow in her hand.

But this crooked arrow is like a signal on the battlefield.

next moment.

The whistle resounded through the sky–

In everyone’s eyes, a wall was raised in the forest, a faint green wall, this wall was made up of countless green dots, and each green dot was a gleaming arrow. “They actually intend to use archers to deal with the fear spirit?” The blood rod was relieved at this scene. The Vieiro once used a crossbowman to fight its fear spirit, but thousands of elite crossbowmen had two rounds. In the volley, only two of the fear spirits were injured. The fear spirits flew too fast and flew too high. Like the skeletons, they have arrow resistance, and they are not afraid of this soft attack.

Not to mention, archers are more affected than crossbowmen in such weather.

The contemptuous sneer cracked on its skull’s head didn’t have time to expand further, and it froze on its face the next moment. Because it saw that those arrows did not show a parabolic course like the arrows shot by ordinary archers—flying high, passing between the fearful spirits, and then falling—like the green side. His wall, like a hurricane, swept straight between the flying fearsome formations, flying a distance of three or four miles, and then gradually exhausted its kinetic energy and began to fall from a high point.

But none of this matters.

The important thing is that after the arrow rain, the fear spirit fell more than twenty heads like it was raining.

“Elf Archer!” At this range, the blood stick felt a buzzing sound in his mind. Only the most ace of the elves could have this terrible range. But neither the wind elves nor the wild elves can appear in this place. It gurgled in its throat, staring at the unit, trying to figure out one thing at a time:

Where did this army come from?

At the same moment, Earl Jacques was also shocked: “Enchanted Arrow!” He stared at the scene in a daze, and suddenly understood where he had made a mistake before.

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