Act 179 The Battle of the White Lion II

Some things are easier said than done, which is why there are so many empty talkers in the world. [][].[].]

On the battlefield, people fight face to face, and people warn themselves in their hearts - as long as they overcome the cowardice of death, they can easily face their fear - but when the blade comes, people can often see from the enemy's indifferent eyes. I understand the lightness of Death's footsteps.

Your head falls to the ground, the world turns upside down in your eyes, and finally falls into dust. The battlefield is filled with darkness and decay. The symbols that represent your existence - your name, status, beliefs and family, are all destroyed by this sword. It turns into nothingness, and there is no beginning or end after that. No one knows the world after death, because it probably does not exist.

The mountains, rivers, forests and plains are still the same color as before, the sun, moon and stars still go hand in hand. The place where you left the world is full of white flowers and greenery, but you can no longer feel it all.

Before a disaster strikes, fear will penetrate deep into the bones, and then it will chill the heart.

Although Yuta is not a young child who has just entered the battlefield——

Even though the wars between nobles and nobles in the south of Eruin were full of petty fights, as a mercenary, she had experienced life and death many times. When a person has experienced death and bathed in the salty blood on the battlefield, he will undergo a complete transformation. Some veterans who have walked off the battlefield privately believe that it is because those who have experienced all this have released their inner hearts. The beast in.

Jutta didn't know what the beast in her heart was like. At this moment, she only felt unprecedented solemnity. This solemnity was exactly the same as when she was alone and holding a long sword when she faced the bandits that haunted the Chabonne Mountains many years ago. The cold wind dried the sweat on her forehead and stuck the flaming red hair to both sides of her forehead, but she was completely unaware of it. Her fingers were clasped tightly around the sword that had been given to her by the young lord. The red crystal on the counterweight exudes a deep light in the night.

The tension in her heart comes from a heavy sense of responsibility, which comes from controlling the fate of others. She is afraid that her decision-making will send these outstanding young people to a dead end. Although they have already put life and death aside, who can Does it really make sense to guarantee this? And can she be worthy of the trusting eyes they look at her?

Although Jutta has been the leader of the group for a long time, he cannot answer these two questions.

Little did she know that she was at a crossroads. Countless people have stood here. At this crossroads, human nature must overcome cowardice. Some people choose to give in, but more people are bruised and bloody. They become indifferent, ruthless, ignorant, and arrogant. Only a few people can truly see their own hearts and take that crucial step to become the best commanders.

This is a choice on the battlefield, on this square chessboard,

The chess pieces have the courage of the chess pieces, and the chess players must also have the courage of the chess players.

The mountain wind passed through the forest tops, making a soft rustling sound, as if it was a contemptuous mockery of the meaningless fighting in this world. The gods are long gone, but their children are left to hurt each other.

Skeleton fragments scattered on the battlefield. White bones are buried among the rocks, and several dark steel swords are stuck in the soft soil. If it weren't for the black rose war flag fluttering in the evening wind, Jutta would almost think that this is Golan-E. Wilson's battlefield. There is no doubt that a battle has just occurred here, and those who came to attack were skeletons controlled by the Cruz people. She ordered Mel to crush these enemies mercilessly. Compared with the Madara army in the Silman Valley, these undead were nothing to mention.

The battle was over quickly, and the necromancers had no ability to use the skeletons' vision for reconnaissance - not to mention they had no line of sight to speak of - so they were probably not exposed yet, but that was nothing to be thankful for. Because the real challenge is yet to come, and everyone knows this.

"This is a tentative attack, and the knights of the White Legion are likely to follow."

Juta agreed with this view and nodded slightly.

Sure enough, three ghost-like white earth dragons and the knights of the White Legion riding on them emerged from the forest. These people were obviously the vanguard of the knights. The Cruz people did not know what was behind this silver tree forest. There are many enemies lying in wait, so they are also deploying their actions carefully. Realizing that the Cruz people were more cautious than expected, Yuta's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised his sword and shouted:

"rush--"

She knew that she couldn't give the other party too much time to avoid them figuring out her side's truth and reality. There was no room for regret at this moment. Even if it was a mistake, she would stick to it.

The short byte command contained a special power, and the young knights from Eruin launched a strong attack like a bolt of lightning. The wind at the mountain pass is always extremely cold, with tangled grass swaying between the rocks, and gravel blowing in the face in the direction of the wind. Faced with all this, the Cruz people looked shocked, and the heavy cavalry was always overwhelmed when facing the light cavalry. The advantages of sex, in their opinion, these people rushing towards them are really crazy.

But they are professional soldiers after all. They reacted after just a moment of surprise, raised their spears and prepared to fight. This series of actions on the ground dragon was almost an instinctive reaction. Originally, these knights should have come to conduct fire reconnaissance. If the vanguard discovers an ambush from the opponent in any direction, they should withdraw immediately and alert the main force behind them. However, they find that there are not many enemies and they are probably the opponent's scouts, so their first reaction is to meet the enemy.

This series of judgments caused them to miss the best opportunity to distinguish between facts and truth.

Although they don't think they will lose.

Jutta maintained the leading position in the charge. She could already feel the pressure brought by the huge body of the ground dragon in front of her. Especially when the distance between the two became closer and closer, she could even see each other clearly. Those huge, gleaming gray-brown eyes, with vertical ridged pupils characteristic of cold-blooded animals. There was a knight sitting astride the Earthly Dragon's high, smooth back. The Cruz man's face could not be seen clearly, but he was raising a three-meter-long dragon spear to stab her.

Jutta's emerald-like eyes shrank deeply into a single point, and the glistening light reflected the head of the spear that was coming towards him. The head of the spear hit the horse's neck heavily, making a series of crisp sounds of broken bones, but in the Juta had already instinctively jumped up from the saddle before this, and the horse fell at her feet. Rolling down the mountain stream whining.

She passed by the Earthly Dragon, and with a backhand, she firmly grasped the metal buckle on the opponent's saddle in mid-air. The Cruz knight was slightly surprised, but not too shocked, and he backhand Draw out your sword - the White Legion's standard cavalry heavy sword. It was more than an elbow and a half long, with a short blade and a thick edge. The blade was weighted, so it was swung with great force, like a black cold moon, striking at Yuta.

Most people can't change direction while in the air, but this is apparently an exception.

A red long sword suddenly appeared in Yuta's hand, "!" She yelled angrily, and a dazzling flame burst out from the tip of the long sword she was holding tightly. The knight had no time to react before he was swept away by the flames.

"Ah——!" The knight let out a shrill scream, and the heavy sword in his hand flew out and flew towards Yuta.

Yuta ducked sideways, and the sword flew past her cheek.

"Her weapon——!" The knight's companion finally noticed the change in the battle situation here. He tightened the reins and tried to turn around the behemoth he was sitting on, hoping to come to support his companion.

But how could Jutta give them this opportunity, "Mel. Hold them back!" She shouted, and at the same time kicked the knight hard on the chest, who was burned beyond recognition. Since the Earthly Dragon Knight was fixed on the saddle with a belt, this kick only made the opponent stagger.

This is enough.

She had landed firmly on the back of the dragon. She reached out to grab the knight's helmet and forced him to raise his head back to expose his weakly protected neck. Then she slit the opponent's throat with a sword, spraying out steaming blood. It splashed out, covering her buckle gloves and wrists. Without changing his expression, Yuta sheathed his sword and struck hard with his backhand, cutting off the straps that held the knight's thighs and calves in place, and flipped them off the back of the dragon as if throwing away trash.

The remaining Cruz knights couldn't help but get angry when they saw this scene, and roared: "Damn it!"

They immediately left Mel and the others behind. He turned his spearhead and attacked in this direction.

Of course, this decision was not driven only by anger, because Yuta, who had captured the Earthly Dragon, was now the biggest threat to them. The scout cavalry alone did not pose a threat to heavy knights like them, but they were also sitting on The rider on the back of the Earthly Dragon was different - not to mention that this woman also showed first-class strength.

What's more, she also has a fantasy-level weapon in her hand.

In this level of battle, this weapon is the power that determines the outcome of the battle.

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Sir Marjorie is waiting for the results of the battle from the front. He doesn't know how many enemies there should be behind the forest. Judging from the previous performance, there shouldn't be too many, but no one dares to guarantee that war is not gambling. Maybe this is just to confuse them. What about means?

Therefore, he still carefully sent out a few vanguard groups, and asked the large troops to follow closely. The free time was just enough for those skeletons to reorganize the group. The false alarm just now was really a waste of a lot of time. He vaguely felt that something was wrong. I couldn't help but subconsciously look in the direction of the Wallachi mountains. In that direction, a huge fireball was gradually sliding under the horizon. On one side of the dark blue sky, the moon Timis outlined a silvery white silhouette.

It's getting late.

He turned around anxiously. In front of him was a dark sea of ​​silver trees, which was actually not very thick. Fog had begun to form among the trees, and the shadows were dim and silent. The only sounds that echoed in his ears were the rustling footsteps and the movement of the ground. The dragon's heavy steps and silent darkness are more like a terrifying monster, waiting for its prey.

"Why hasn't anyone come back yet?" He finally couldn't help but ask. This kind of uneasy waiting in silence was really suffocating.

"All the skeletons sent out are dead." The middle-aged man dressed as a wizard said in a deeper voice: "But they were not destroyed quickly. The other party may really be short of manpower."

"But my people haven't come back yet." Sir Marjorie frowned and replied.

"They probably can't come back," the middle-aged man replied with a frown, "but we can't be dragged here by them." He glanced back: "My servants have been organized, it's time to give orders Yes, Commander."

Ma Ruoli looked at the shadowy forest again, and hesitated for a moment. He knew that what the other party said might be right. The other party dared to delay their pace here because of insufficient manpower, which meant that it was probably an army. Elite soldiers, if this is the case, then the vanguard he sent out may really not come back.

But if he guessed wrong, then a wrong order would ruin the entire army. Maybe he would not regret his own death, but if the secret fell into the hands of the other party, he would shudder just thinking about it.

But he couldn't stand still, that uneasy feeling always surrounded his heart.

On the other side of the forest, the last earth-walking dragon fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Next to the huge body of the earth-walking dragon, Yuta was covered in blood. Two young men were also seriously injured. Only Mel's condition was Slightly better, but still a bit disappointing.

This battle did not last too long, but it was considered a long battle for Yuta and others. The White Legion knights were extremely powerful. Apart from Yuta, Mei was the most outstanding among the young people. Er is far behind. If Yuta hadn't killed one of them first, and relied on the advantage of the weapon in his hand and the deterrent power of the explosive crystal, I am afraid that even if he finally captured this vanguard cavalry, he would have to pay a heavier price. The price and casualties are inevitable, and it may not be possible to prevent the other party from reporting to the large forces.

Fortunately, everything is quite satisfactory. The Cruz army has been moving very slowly until now, which at least shows that everything they have done now is worthwhile.

But procrastination is not endless after all——

It seemed that the commander of the Cruz people had finally made up his mind. Mel squinted his eyes and could already see the dense flags of the Cruz Knights behind the Shining Silver Forest starting to move forward slowly. Although the undead army behind them did not display any flags, when Presumably he should be following closely behind, maybe even ahead.

"They are coming." Mel replied somewhat dryly. Although he was determined to face death from the moment he became a knight, it was only at this moment that he realized that he might not be fully prepared - —Not out of fear or cowardice, but out of unwillingness.

Would he actually die in such a place?

Jutta remained silent, just nodded quietly.

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