Chapter 32: The Organ Sounds

His eyes followed the sharp red and black spear tip as it moved forward, breaking through the cold chill in the air. During the high-speed movement, the surroundings became blurred. Only the enemy in front became clearer and clearer, and the breath coming out of the gap in the helmet The heat and the gray-blue eyes revealed in the steel are becoming more and more within reach.

The two groups of knights charging at high speed on the ground collided with each other like giant hammers and sharp swords, erupting with violent sparks and sound waves.

The high-speed stabbing lance was like a wandering poisonous red letter, piercing through the thick armor in an instant, bringing hot blood out from the back.

There was a suppressed groan from under the covering armor, and then the big thick hand grasped the spear on the chest, and then swung the giant axe. The heavy ax hit the opponent's head with a whistling sound, smashing the armor and head into pieces. It exploded like a tomato, and blood splashed into the covering armor, eliciting gasps of hatred.

Pulling out the bloody spear that penetrated his chest, the orc forced his body and stepped forward again, opening his arms to face a high-speed cavalry, letting the sharp spear pierce his chest, and then swung down the heavy With his huge ax, he split the opponent's man and his horse in half.

"Haha." The blood foam from his mouth overflowed from the gaps in the armor. He tried hard to open his eyes and look for the next opponent in the narrow and blurred vision, so that he could kill one more enemy before dying.

Facing these heavy orc heavy cavalry, the Blood Spear Knights' first charge caused a large number of casualties. Thousands of elite orc cavalry were directly pierced by spears like blood bags, and fell on the cold grass and In the mud.

But their sacrifice was not worthless. After killing the first row of cavalry, the impact of the Blood Lance Knights was exhausted by the heavy body and armor. Then the orcs holding the lances also began to fight before death. Fighting back, the heavy giant ax split open the unruly heads, letting them sleep with him in the wilderness.

Bang, the giant ax slashed across the helmet, leaving long sparks and scratches on it, and knocked it away.

The blood gun knight who lost his helmet, his shocked and shocked face was exposed to the air, looking at the tall figure in front of him, who firmly grasped the spear on his chest before dying, and then fell down. Without his weapons and speed, he was quickly surrounded and killed by the orcs coming from behind, and died under the chaotic halberds and heavy axes.

Scenes like this are constantly happening in the wilderness. After these two elite cavalry charge against each other, the danger and cruelty will only be more intense than that of ordinary cavalry.

The two parties ran and collided with each other on the grass, boiling blood splashing from time to time, and one after another companions or enemies fell on the grass where the morning dew had not dried.

"Turn right." Darcy swept forward with a blood gun in his hand, picked off an orc's head, and then shouted an order, asking the men behind him to follow him to accelerate again, adjust the direction and formation.

He led the cavalry behind him to attack in a formation that circled the area at high speed, and while temporarily avoiding its peak, he continued to cut into this powerful legion from the side and behind.

But this time it was not as smooth as before. These well-trained orc cavalry strictly abided by the command, arranged closely, and continued to approach and attack with a slow but unstoppable momentum, while both sides continued to reduce their numbers in the battle.

The lance scratched the axe, making sharp sparks. When the Blood Spear Knights were reduced by nearly a quarter, Darcy began to consciously adjust his strategy. He looked for opportunities, and after charging again, he led the people in the direction they were coming. Turn around and prepare to retreat.

He is not an irrational commander. After understanding that this enemy army cannot be easily defeated, he will temporarily avoid its edge and look for its weaknesses and opportunities later.

The ground was filled with smoke and dust. After another confrontation, the black and red cavalry turned collectively and changed their routes at a rapid speed to separate from the orc cavalry. They broke out to one side.

In the open wilderness, a small group of people blocked the only way.

At the head is a figure with curved goat horns. She is riding on a tall horse, holding a simple and complicated copper-colored spear in her hand. The body of the spear is engraved with mantras as complex as scriptures.

Facing the black and red cavalry who broke out of the encirclement, the Yangjiao general raised his palm and used it together with the other shamans beside him.

The red flames appeared on the side of the body like silk threads. These flames seemed to come from the void, and little by little they gathered from the scattered state to the ribbon-like silk threads, swaying in the wind.

‘I heard the signal coming from the fire, all the sorrow will be turned to ashes in the crimson’

These extremely hot, atmospheric-distorting flame threads became extremely wild under the surge of spells. After the last trace of sparks merged, they twisted like wild snakes and then suddenly expanded.

Dozens...

hundreds....

Thousands....

The red threads of flames charged wildly across the wilderness like tens of thousands of flaming snakes. They tore through the atmosphere, distorted vision, and scorched the earth. They rushed toward the group of black and red cavalry at low altitudes along the wilderness, drowning them.

These flaming snakes are like fiery red iron wires, cutting through the armor, weapons, and bodies they touch, instantly vaporizing and cutting them in the high temperature.

Faced with this sudden casualty, Darcy's eyes froze under the mask, and the blood gun in his hand was tightly grasped by his strong arms, and then shot out like a meteor.

The black and red spear plowed a ravine in the field in an instant, piercing the Yangjiao general, and the bloody spear flew into the sky behind him.

"Cough..." Covering the blood in her mouth, she grasped the scripture spell gun in her hand, concentrated her magic power again, and poured it into it.

The black and red cavalry, which suffered many casualties, were still galloping on the ground. Black smoke was emitting from their bodies and there were many thread-like burn marks. However, with the blessing and sharing of extraordinary abilities, they still maintained their strong strength.

Faced with these shamans blocking the road, this group of riders

The soldier continued to accelerate, and the lance in his hand began to shake slightly, gradually aiming at the enemy who was getting closer and closer.

Darcy took the spear thrown by the adjutant, held it tightly to her body again, took the lead, and stabbed the Sheephorn female general who was blocking the road ahead.

clang--

The blood-stained scripture spell gun was placed in front of her, and she tried her best to resist the instant puncture.

The blood-colored spear deviated slightly, passed through the gun body covered with scriptures, and penetrated into the opponent's shoulder bone. The bones in the flesh were shattered by the spear.

In the blink of an eye, Darcy also recognized this female general from the Sheephorn Tribe.

"Niya?"

He had an impression of this timid and diligent junior. She was a rare orc student in Qiao Pier Academy. She also particularly liked literature and did not like fighting. This was very different from the image of other orcs in the past.

The two didn't have much interaction at school. When Niya was in the second grade, Darcy was the chief, the focus and star among the students, while Niya was just an ordinary student at Bridge Academy, and her grades were still in the middle and lower reaches.

The only time the two of them spoke in school was when he led the students in training, and Darcy coached the new students of this class. It was also that time that he learned the girl's name, and then he didn't pay much attention to it.

Perhaps the opponent's progress is indeed very fast, but for Darcy, it is not within the scope of his competition and consideration.

He didn't want to meet this school girl here after so many years.

But so what, along the way, he met Emenas graduates more than once, including his seniors and his juniors. Anyone who was an enemy would be killed. How can there be so much warmth among classmates in the world? It is just the imagination and beautification of literati and poets.

As long as you go to the battlefield, victory is everything. In other words, maybe because you were classmates in the past, you have to be more careful. Because the other party may be familiar with your style and methods, so they can target you accordingly.

I'm afraid this school girl was the one who had the idea behind today's defeat. Shouldn't she be said to be an alumnus of Qiao Pier College? Take the mission of a soldier as your bounden duty.

Withdrawing the piercing gun body, he glanced back just as Darcy's galloping figure passed by Niya. The cold front drew a flashing silver arc behind and cut towards Niya's fragile neck.

clang--

The tip of the gun was blocked by the horizontal curse gun again, and several hot sparks popped out, and a gap was made in the body of the curse gun. Niya understood how ruthless this senior was and was always on high alert to resist him, thus saving her own life at this time.

The opportunity passed in a blink of an eye. After crossing Niya, Darcy led the black and red cavalry behind him and rushed towards the side of the field, leaving only the shaman team with casualties.

Niya, who fell into the grass, barely stood up with the curse gun, and was then helped up by the reinforcements who arrived for treatment.

With only half of the blood spear knights left, Darcy galloped across the wilderness at high speed. He looked back at the group of tall orcs with heavy armor and thought to himself.

"I won't be so lucky next time, Niya." After knowing that he was being targeted, the general had already begun to think about how to deal with it. If he encounters such a losing situation next time, I'm afraid it will get worse and worse. The harder it is.

Not only did he know this, but Niya also knew it. Therefore, after he led the army forward for a period of time, a neatly arranged military formation appeared on the horizon.

Looking at the dark green caped knight errant and the hasty battle line in the ravine, Darcy instantly understood that this legion had passed through many battle lines and came here specifically to ambush him.

"Knights of the Dawn Horn, hehe." Darcy muttered in a low voice, then lowered his body, urged the horse under him again, and began to accelerate.

The black and red cavalry on the ground suddenly turned and rushed towards the other side of the open space. After knowing that there were traps and obstacles, Darcy was not the kind of person who didn't know how to adapt and quickly adjusted the direction.

But when he crossed the hill, a group of knights-errant on lightly armored hunting horses still appeared in front of him. They held short bows and set up bows and arrows on their horses. Arrows like cold stars were shot towards him, until these red arrows were shot. The body of the Black Knight.

However, compared to the remaining 1,600 members of the Blood Spear Knights, these knight errants only numbered more than 200. After two rounds of shooting, they dispersed on horseback, relying on their lightweight equipment, better physical strength and speed to get rid of the enemies behind them.

It's just a swarm of flies, Darcy thought, but at this moment her heart also cast a shadow.

If the other party has considered his itinerary in such detail and thoughtfulness, then there may not be another wave of ambush ahead.

After thinking for a while, he went out of his way and stopped for the time being.

"Rest where you are."

You may encounter traps wherever you go, so it is better to recover your strength and treat the wounded first. As for the harassing knights-errant, they retreated temporarily under the attack of his spear.

In this open field, the cavalry team stopped and began to treat each other. They took out the bandages and potions stored in their armors and drank them for themselves and their comrades. Then they leaned against each other, ate simply, and sat on the ground to rest. Quickly restore physical strength.

So, 20 minutes later, there was a heavy sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground.

At this point, the cavalry mounted their horses again and lined up, facing the direction they came from. The orc cavalry wearing a scarlet cloak chased after him.

"However, how much fighting power can you still have in such a tired state?"

Facing these panting and sweating orc cavalry, the black and red cavalry led by Darcy had recovered most of their strength. They once again charged down the hillside bravely, and the black steel armor was like a torrent, attacking these Tall and heavy orc.

Iron hooves trample the grass

The sounds were connected together, and with the high-speed impact, the lance in the hands of this cavalry also shone brighter, and the blood-red cold light streaked through the wilderness atmosphere like a meteor.

They were closely arranged into a triangular arrow, bringing up streaks of blood among the heavy orc cavalry, piercing these heavy and tired bodies.

"Move forward, Cranthia." Looking at the black cavalry getting closer and closer, an orc muttered in his mouth, and then he slashed down the huge ax he held high, and the ax body crossed the opponent's spear tip. , the spear pierced his throat, and the giant ax also cut the opponent in half.

With unparalleled strength, Darcy led the cavalry to rush out of this extremely heavy cavalry line, taking out 1,200 people, while the others fell in a pool of blood forever.

"But, that's it." Looking at the group of black and red cavalry rushing down the hillside, a group of gray-robed alchemists in special clothes stood behind the line. The leader of the alchemist commanded the soldiers to start taking action. The face hidden under the hood revealed a few golden hairs.

In front of the Blood Spear Knights are dismounted knights holding shields. These knights-errant from the northern mountains are responsible for various tasks on the battlefield.

Silver steel shields were connected together to form an iron city wall on the hill, blocking these oncoming cavalry.

‘vulnerable’

Looking at this thin and fragile front line, Darcy muttered in his heart, then leaned over to speed up, leading the cavalry to charge again.

As the war horses advanced at high speed, the enemy formation was getting closer and closer, so close that the lines on the shields could gradually be seen clearly.

‘500 meters’

‘400 meters’

‘300 meters’

A subtle counting sound came from behind the shield. When the number reached 300 meters, the officers gave an order, and the shield bearers suddenly put away their shields, revealing what was behind them.

The war machine mounted between two iron wheels showed its face, with the shiny steel muzzles densely arranged. They were juxtaposed like a pipe organ, and then bent into a circle, exuding a cold and chilling atmosphere.

[Organ Resonance 3.0] (Rare Gold Level): The continuous-fire magic crystal gun modified with new alchemical techniques uses a rotating barrel. Each barrel is equipped with an independent firing pin. With standard magic crystal ammunition, it can Driven by a firing rate of 800 rounds per minute, it can kill enemies efficiently. The only fly in the ointment is its high cost and ammunition consumption, but this still does not affect its terrifying battlefield control ability. When facing a dense enemy charge, it will become the most efficient massacre weapon in contemporary times.

Because the creative inspiration came from the pipe organ that Letis saw at a concert in her early years, she developed the first-generation continuous magic crystal gun. Later, she bent the side-by-side organ pipes into a circle, and finally improved the base to make it easier to move. , and then came up with the final mature plan.

"I'm sorry, Darcy-senpai."

Looking at the approaching black and red cavalry below, Letis held the slender command sword and swung it down with all her strength.

"Fire!"

"Shoot, keep spinning and shooting until all enemies fall!"

These cold machines made a crisp spinning sound when the soldiers were operating them. The fires on the hills were connected, and countless bullets were shot out in the violent wind and rain. These scarlet gold enchanted bullets were extremely fiery and carried an incomparably dense quantity. Hit the cavalry in front.

Continuous sparks and explosions sounded, followed by splashes of blood that filled the air and the earth. The black and red cavalry, which used to be extremely powerful and were called nightmares on the battlefield, were struck amidst the cold and fiery roar of this war machine. of crushing.

No matter how excellent the battlefield commander is, no matter how strong the body and armor are, they are all torn apart in this mechanical storm. The fiery crimson bullets are like messengers of death, sinking each cavalry into the abyss of never-ending light. middle.

It's not that they are not brave enough, nor that they are not good enough, it is just because times have changed.

The emerging edge of innovation will shock this stagnant and lethargic world, making people once again pay attention to the power of technology and civilization.

A few minutes later, the battlefield became silent again.

Under the broken crimson sun, the ground was covered with corpses riddled with holes, dark red blood stained the grass, and a few crows flew from a distant place, hovering over this lifeless battlefield.

Looking at the blood-red corpses and broken flags around him, Darcy was half-kneeling on the ground. His legs had been broken by enchanted bullets, and his body was covered with wounds. Rich blood was flowing quietly, and there was no standing figure around him. .

‘Is this the end of me? ’ The consciousness in his mind gradually blurred, and then he fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

That night, the Empire's most elite Blood Spear Knights were destroyed on this unknown hillside, and this also sounded the death knell for the collapse of the Empire's army.