The Amber Sword - 873. Chapter 873

The Wind Archer is a Tier 4 arm, and the Dreading Spirit is also a Tier 4 arm. However, the dexterity and mobility that Dreading is proud of are inherently restrained in front of the Wind Archer who pursues precision. The arrows brought by their horrible body shape are like the skeleton. In front of the enchanted arrow, the injury is not worth mentioning, and the only thing left is poor defense and vitality. These undead creatures flew over the battlefield head-to-head with their tattered wings, and screams swept over the head of the charging white lion guard. When Kaglisi raised his head, he only saw the monsters. Many individuals filled with arrows, like hedgehogs, fell like rain, and landed heavily on the river beach. After the first wave of arrow rain, the number of strange groups flying in the air had been reduced by one-sixth.

The blood rod still did not order the fear spirit to retreat, and the remaining fear spirit rolled in mid-air, lowering the height, and began to dive toward the Eruin magician group. “They really wanted to replace our wizards with this idea. Lord Lord knows them too well.” Metis pursed her lips and looked at the flying monsters through the gap between the trees, her eyes full of admiration. Meaning, the raindrops hit her soft cheek, converged along the curve of her cheeks to the pointed chin and then dripped; in the linden woods near her, about six hundred elves or human archers were also hidden with their breath. Under the broad cloak, hundreds of eyes were staring at this scene, but they did not stop by coincidence, and pulled out the second arrow neatly from the quiver behind.

“Arrow three.” Medissa opened her bow and aimed at a certain piece of airspace.

Groups of white flames immediately rose up in the forest, little by little, like stars in the darkness.

Medissa nodded with satisfaction: “Wait to within four hundred feet and listen to my command.”

She squinted her eyes to measure the distance, and the fear spirit had almost flown over the head of the wizard group. Some young wizard apprentices screamed with fright. If there weren’t any leader in each phalanx to maintain order, they would almost immediately disperse and flee. . At this time, the little silver elf princess opened her mouth slightly: “Take me as a guide to shoot.” She breathed the cool air in the forest. Her archery skills were not top-notch, but after all Born as the commander of the Forest Song Legion, she is considered a first-rate level among these tree elves. At the same time she gave the order, she let go of the bowstring with her fingertips, and the feather arrows came out with splashes, like a silver thread, piercing into the sky. In the formation of the monster, one of the heads that feared the spirit was in the middle.

The fear spirit uttered a stern scream, and a holy flame instantly ignited in the area where it was shot through. It slammed in mid-air, but after a while, the whole body turned into a ball of fire advancing in the air. The fire ball struggled to fall to the ground, but before it reached the ground, it had burned out.

Then stormy, with the sound of bowstrings, white flames rose from the forest and shot densely at the swooping fear spirits; for Madara’s side, the scene before him was nothing short of In a disaster, nearly a hundred fearful spirits seemed to hit a sacred storm head-on. They were hit by arrows one after another in the storm, and then burned, wrapped in the holy flame, wailing and falling, and they had not yet reached the ground. Dispersed into sparks in the sky, extinguished in ashes; Fear spirits kept their formation and passed through the sparks in the sky, but after the storm, it fell apart, leaving less than a quarter of the original.

At the side of the blood rod, the high-level corpse witches who summoned fear spirits were almost stunned. Most of the high-level undead who had been able to summon disappeared in a blink of an eye. For a while, I hardly understood what happened. what’s up. But the blood staff understood, its skeleton palm clucked its own staff, and the soul fire in its eye sockets was beating harder than ever. It understood that it had been tricked by those damn Eruins.

“They really prepared an arrow baptized with holy water.” Count Jacques looked at this scene from a distance, and couldn’t help sighing. Others are too prepared, they are just like amateurs in comparison-of course, in Brando’s eyes, they are indeed only amateurs. But what really surprised him was that the first wave of arrows used by the Tonigal people was obviously another kind of enchantment. If they had enchanted with the holy attribute from the beginning, the blood rod might make the fearful spirit retreat. The Tonigal people obviously thought about this, and set a cover for Madara’s bone frame from the beginning.

“If the first wave of arrow rain did not use enchanted arrows, there are now too many fear spirits left, which means that they have guessed early on that the blood rod will use the fear spirit and how the fear spirit will be used, Tonigel People have even arranged the fate of these fearful spirits,” Earl Jacques couldn’t help but be puzzled: “How on earth did the Lord Earl guess these?”

But if he tells Brando about these questions, Brando will definitely tell him that he thinks too much. To him, the blood rod is like a big book spread out, and the content is clearly written on it, which is like cheating; the blood rod in history is cautious but full of courage, good at grasping a little bit of indulgence. The chance of passing away, but he is very arrogant when facing the Eruin. With its character, he will definitely catch his own mistakes in judgment. But if he didn’t show enough’sincerity’ in the first round of ambush, he would definitely arouse the vigilance of the cautious guy, so he used the wind shooter and another kind of enchantment, but it was useless to kill the undead. The biggest holy attribute enchantment is to make the blood wand produce,’It turns out that this is the ambush of the Eruin, but that’s all. ‘Mentality, so you can use your fears boldly.

As for what to say that after the calculation is done, it will cause most of the shocks to the fearful spirit, it is pure nonsense. The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the human heart is even more unpredictable. No one dares to say that it is tenable. He set this trap according to the character of the blood stick. Originally, he went with the mentality of earning as much as he can kill the fearful spirit, but it seems that the results are unexpected. No, it should be said that it can’t be better. There are still more than ten lonely fear spirits left in the sky. No matter how much they swoop, they will not have any effect. After all, the wizards below are not without the ability to fight back, so they control their height. The corpse witch hurriedly summoned these remaining seeds, otherwise the undead would not even have air reconnaissance in the next battle.

If there is more battle next.

The archer girls in the forest looked at the results of the battle they had caused in disbelief, and almost jumped for joy. Metissa stared at the fearful spirit flying back and let out a long sigh. She lowered her longbow in the rain. , I thought that the first battle of the wind shooter finally turned over a perfect answer sheet. “Although Lord Lord, the wind archer is far behind our time, it has some unique features.” She thought silently in her heart that the forest song legion in history is a legion that can be both far and near, and can ride alone in close combat. The horned beast, holding a silver spear, can immediately launch a glorious charge. When the longbow is taken off at long range, he is immediately a first-class archer, and he is proficient in archery and archery. Of course, the shooter force under his leadership can’t keep up with his subordinates in history, but it is also the first-class level of this era, and it must be a first-class level.

Although she didn’t talk a lot on weekdays, as if she had nothing to do with the world, she still had the arrogance of the people of silver in her heart. This is her army, so it can only be the best. It was called the forest song in history, and it should be inherited from this name now. The ancient songs that have been reverberating among the trees for thousands of years have been circulating in the forest. The legends of heroes chanting the swords of the elves and defending against enemies. This is the forest. song of.

She glanced at Brando, who was standing in the rain on the border of the forest, and she was full of admiration.

Brando equipped the wind archer with three enchanted arrows: the first arrow enchants the wings of wind, which can increase the distance of the arrow; the second arrow enchants the edge of the rock to deal with the heavy cavalry within the projection range; and the third arrow The arrow is a holy enchanted arrow specially prepared for the war against Madara. Normally, each wind archer will carry twenty-four ordinary arrows, and the other three enchanted arrows each have two, a total of 30. This However, the main enemy in this battle is the undead, so the number of arrows No. 1 and No. 2 was particularly reduced, and four No. 3 arrows were taken instead.

And it was these six enchanted arrows that cost a total of 420 Tor, and six hundred wind archers fired six rounds, and the maintenance cost of an ordinary infantry regiment for one year was shot out.

Such extravagant equipment is definitely a ruin in the eyes of any nobleman in Eruin. They would rather spend a small amount of money to redeem the freedom of life if they lose in a battle. It is estimated that it is more cost-effective than this extravagant war. There is a battle there, and it is simply burning money in the game.

But this expensive expense has brought its due significance today. Those Vieiro people shivering in the linden woods must have a deeper understanding of this in their hearts at this moment.

“But why can Lord Lord see this day coming?”

The little princess’ eyes were full of confusion and curiosity. She had studied the history of mankind when she was free from the firs. This time has never come for ten centuries. The battle of the saints seems to be a distant memory. This lord of her own What did the lord see, let him go further and further down the current road; or, as Uta and the others said, lord lord was only impressed by these undeads in Buchi, that’s why he has today everything of.

She shook her head again. There was a faint feeling in her heart that Lord Lord had been preparing for something, but it was not just because of what happened to Buche, otherwise his behavior in Ampersel would be unjustifiable.

Metisa turned her head, put her index finger and thumb in her mouth, and blew a long whistle to her subordinates and her sisters. “The rest is over,” she commanded, her voice being low, but spreading throughout the forest: “We had a good start, but next is the moment when we shine, tell our enemies what Lin is. Song!”

“A sharp arrow is like a weaving!” the girls replied in unison.

Medissa nodded.

Brando stood on the high ground on the river beach and watched the situation in the entire hilly area change. The White Lion Guard had completely torn the positions of the two undead swordsmen regiments, Viskag and Mogjin, under the uninterrupted cover of the wizards. , The light of the fireball ploughed over the entire river beach. The skeleton swordsmen just got blown to the ground and wanted to get up. The sharp ice ridges smashed down the sky, and then the young white lion took off from these lingering enemies. After running over, Freya and Fern cooperated to kill Viskag. A banner on the battlefield with black roses and spiders shook head-on, and then fell down.

Brando pursed his lips and coldly watched Viskag’s hand being chopped off, and the scene where one leg was still trying to maintain balance on the battle horse and fighting Freya. He was also secretly surprised if there were any humans. Fighting under such conditions may have long been crazy, but fighting with the last faith. But Viskag still remained quite calm. This is the undead. There is no fear, fanaticism or impulse in the empty chest. They are still a terrible poisonous snake at the last moment before death, and they may use fangs at any time. Bite a hole in you.

Fortunately, they underestimate the enemy.

Viskag fell, following Mogkin’s footsteps, and the former died too awkwardly. With the favored bonus of the mountains, Hippamira exerted a terrible strength that he could not even imagine. . After the Battle of the Dead Frost Forest, Hippamira was already a priest whose elements were manifested. Now he has the same level of warrior level and combat experience, which is basically equivalent to the dual elite class in the game. Lando has only heard of a few important plot NPCs. For example, the northern earth sage Ellanta is one of them, and now there is a ready-made legend before his eyes.

What’s more terrifying is that Brando has finally figured out the phrase in the description of the mountain’s favorite skill, “He can incorporate the blessing spells from the earth into her fighting style. The more blessings she gets, the scepter The higher the attack power and attribute bonuses. ‘What does it mean. It turns out that this scepter has a chance to add buffs to the holder when attacking, and these spells in turn will strengthen the desirable attributes of the mountains. It is a model that is getting stronger and stronger, and Gaia’s buffs are also compatible with the flame. There is a big difference in the temple. Most of the spells in the Flame Temple are self-targeted. Therefore, the Flame Temple has the world’s strongest fighting priests and flame knights, but Gaia’s Earth Temple The buff spell is just the opposite, it has the strongest range buff spell in the world.

Brando now sees the white lion infantry around Hippamilla, almost all of them are about to catch up with the little BOSS. The time for the White Lion Guard to form an army is still short, and the current sergeant sergeant is no more than silver. Even after taking the Dragon Blood Potion, many soldiers were still at the peak of Dark Iron, but at this moment, under the blessing aura of Hippamira, they all had the fighting power to move closer to the Silver Peak.

Brando himself thought this was a little too outrageous.

As a result, the left wing where Hippamilla is located is progressing extremely fast, and has almost been eliminated from the front of the two undead swordsmen groups. According to the original plan, they did not stop and join the friendly forces to encircle Viskag and Mog. Jin’s remaining forces continued to rush towards the blood rod’s original formation. The distance between the two sides was not far, and the speed of the white lion infantry was surprisingly fast. The group was transferred back, and the back formation was extremely weak. Once it was breached, the corpse witch formation in the center of the main formation would be destroyed.

Brando looked farther away. On the other side of the river, the undead was actually gathering the skeleton cavalry back, but the Lantonilan and Highlander cavalry they had entangled with now entangled them in turn. The two hussars are here. The direction of the river valley was unsuccessful. Obviously, the blood rod could not count on his own skeleton cavalry for a while. Of course, Brando should not expect the Lantonilan people to help him attack the flanks of the blood rod.

The battle has been fought so far. In fact, both sides of the battlefield have captured the most vulnerable part of the opponent. On the Eruin side, the Viero people are still besieged in the linden forest. Although they still maintain their morale, they are facing the front. The skeleton warriors of the remaining regiment still dare not act rashly. Their biggest problem is that the only second-order elite crossbowmen who are still intact are almost useless in this war; the Lantonilans have to help Bran There are many skeleton cavalry entangled with blood rods, and there is no; there is almost nothing left in the front battlefield between Brando and the blood rod army, and now the only advantage for Brando is that the blood rod army is facing away from him. The two elite regiments covering its flanks have already been breached. As long as Tonigel’s army can give the opponent a fatal blow before the blood rod can fully adjust its formation, then it can be defeated in one battle.

On the blood stick side, although the back and abdomen were attacked by the enemy, the victory at the moment has the advantage. Behind them are the white lion infantry of Brando’s five brigade and the wind shooters of the two brigade, plus a magician regiment. Among them, the wind shooter is basically impossible to use for frontal impact, and the White Lions guards of the five brigade are unlikely to stop and stabilize the position after breaking through the position of Viskag, but directly kill; of course, Even if there were one or two battalions coming up, facing the superior force of Madara, it was unlikely to make a difference.

At this moment, the two fighting parties can hardly release their hands to tidy up their flanks. The Tonigel people desperately want to break through the undead’s defenses and destroy the corpse witch formation of the blood rod; and the blood rod desperately thinks To re-adjust the formation to deal with this sudden army, both sides are in a race of time, or as long as either side has a reserve team, then the two sides can defeat the enemy with unprotected flanks at this time.

But the problem is that it seems that both sides have no reserves.

The battle has completely fallen into a tangled deadlock.

But this stalemate is what the blood rod is happy to see, “Life and death!” It let out a shrill laugh, it takes time, not to defeat the enemy as soon as possible. Although it is shameful to let these vulnerable opponents restrain their hands and feet, it is better than failure. What’s more, these humans are obviously the last military power of the kingdom in the south. Once they are destroyed, let alone Vieiro and Carasu, they are even considered to be. The entire south of Amperisel, Madara is not without the opportunity to get involved.

They also have another ally, let Dnell rule this vast area, as a buffer zone between Madara and Northern Eruin, which is obviously what the Supreme One would like to see.

The blood rod finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had seen victory beckoning to him.

On the hills and in the linden woods, Earl Jacques also has a gloomy face, and the Tonigel people are making mistakes. But perhaps it shouldn’t be called a mistake, because it is unavoidable. Count Zlin asked him if he wanted to sound the trumpet to warn the Count Tonigel, but he refused because he knew it was meaningless. What the Earl Tonigel made was actually the right choice, but this choice still seemed to be wrong now, and there was no so-called opportunity on the battlefield.

The troops are still too small.

He regretted it. If he had not ruined the Vieiro army before, then it must be a different situation now. This Lord Earl subconsciously held the hilt of his sword, his knuckles turned white with tension. When he first went to the battlefield, he didn’t seem to hold his breath like he is now.

But everyone on the battlefield probably never thought of Brando’s mood at this moment. In fact, he was somewhat comfortable, standing in the drizzle very easily, because he saw that it was as expected, the blood rod was Make mistakes

This error is fatal.

Because it really thought that Tonigel had no reserve power to attack its flank.

He turned his head, in the forest, Medissa nodded to him from a distance, and then the little silver elf princess untied her horn from her waist—it was the dragon horn trombone of Knight Français, a dark horn. The body, with a silver rose pattern on it, depicts scenes of past wars and tells a legend. In that legend, the sky-blue flag on the plains of Malarde is flying like a sea, and the description of the French The cold light of the spear flickered, describing the long sound of the horn and the courage of the ancient spirits.

It describes the King of Silver, leading his knight to charge the Miner.

The little silver elf princess put the horn to her mouth and blew it vigorously.

The long horn sounded, resounding through the mountains.

In everyone’s eyes, it was like falling snow. Thousands of silver celestial horses rolled from the horizon. At that moment, the earth roared, like the resonance of mountains.

The staff in the hand of the blood staff fell to the ground with a snap.

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