Act 496 Final Battle VII

From time to time, cheers could be heard in the distance. Three seven-headed snake lizards were attacking the rebel camp at the foot of the mountain. These huge creatures had already emerged from the canopy from the chest up. When they picked up the rebels and threw them into the air , each raised head is as tall as a spruce; the seven snake lizards are covered in armor, and even the heads are buckled with spiked skull helmets, and below are layers of chain armor that protect their long necks. The rebels The soft bows, arrows and spears had no effect on it at all. It rushed forward and broke through the camp. The wooden wall creaked and broke under the impact. A row of iron men in the camp came forward and were crushed flat by one foot. . Δ"

Facing such a monster, the rebels' psychological defense finally collapsed. After screaming, they turned around and fled. The knights of the White Lion Guard couldn't help but gasp when they saw the fourth-level biological iron men made by the craftsman wizards being photographed like pieces of paper on the mountain. Although they had known about the existence of these basilisk beasts in Valhalla, they didn't. To think that they are so powerful.

Could it be that Miss Monica is very careful about these treasures?

Dozens of gargoyles rose into the sky and flew towards the basilisk under the command of a wind elemental giant. However, under the command of the trainer, the basilisk turned its torso horizontally, revealing a mountain on its back. Two-story tower. The tree elf archers on the tower were holding silver long bows. Rows of figures stood gracefully behind the parapet. They opened their bows, and a squeaking sound resounded over the forest.

"Open the bow——"

"put!"

Black arrows flew out, like a wall rising in the air, sweeping across like a passing hurricane. In the blink of an eye, most of the gargoyles withered away, leaving only the wind djinn roaring violently in the air, with thunder and lightning in the cloud-like body. roar.

But the commander on the tower had noticed this polished commander, and a black flag was raised - the elves turned around and started shooting at the fleeing rebels below, because physical attacks were almost invulnerable to incorporeal elemental creatures. ——The one who took action was the druid. A bunch of flame arrows flew out from the tower and hit the wind elemental, making it wail repeatedly.

The wind elemental giant spirits once formed an alliance with the Buga people. Naturally, the gray wizards of the Sasard people could not ignore their allies being attacked. They rose up from the forest one after another, trying to stop these giant beasts. But before they could launch an attack, rows of silver figures descended from the clouds. They were Valkyries. They rode flaming Pegasus, held silver spears and scimitars, and roared towards the battlefield.

The Valkyries who came from Tonigel for support arrived, and they joined the Valkyries led by Brynhildr. The number was obviously more than before, and they had almost formed a large scale. Since the Cloud Gate began to be repaired, Valhalla has begun to summon Valkyrie on a small scale.

Seeing these Valkyries, the young knights of the White Lion Guard couldn't help but cheer again - although they were now in ragged clothes and looked like a group of beggars hanging around, this did not hinder the enthusiasm in their hearts. And excitement - these Valkyries have been their biggest support these days. If they hadn't held back the gray wizards of the Thassard people, they would have been burned to ashes by magic.

The gray wizards and the Valkyries are already old rivals. The combat effectiveness between the two is only about equal, and it is obviously difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.

But after the rebels' biggest support on the battlefield was lost, failure was only a matter of time. Of course, for the Tonigel people, this is no longer important. Compared with the battle of Mintai, this is just a small scene at the moment, and the results of the thousands of noble rebels are simply not worth mentioning.

After Brando left Princess Griffin's tent, he found Freya. Miss Eruin's Valkyrie was sitting alone on a rock, not paying attention to the battle below. When Brando found her, the former was shocked and hurriedly wiped away her tears, blushing and left. Jumped off the rock.

"You...you didn't see anything, did you?" Freya asked with a blushing face.

"Didn't you see it inside the tent?"

Such an answer was naturally met with a fierce glare.

Freya hesitated for a moment, thinking of Antitina, feeling a little guilty: "Brando, I didn't protect Miss Antitina well, I'm sorry, I..."

Brando shook his head: "Your opponents are Sasardians. We have done a good job this time. If you have to apologize, just go and tell Antitina face to face."

"What?"

Brando looked at the battle in the distance.

He retracted his gaze and said, "Let's go, let's go and rescue Antitina now."

Freya's eyes widened in disbelief, and she pointed to her chest: "Am I going too?"

"What, don't you want to go?" Brando smiled: "You lost her, so of course it's you who finds her, and I'll give you a ride along the way."

Freya felt her heart full of warmth but could not speak. She could only look at the other person tenderly and express her meaning with her eyes.

That is thanks and gratitude.

Of course it's not just this time.

"I'm sorry, Brando." She suddenly said apologetically.

Brando was stunned: "What's wrong? Didn't you say you don't need to say sorry?"

"It's not that," Freya blushed a little: "It's just because of some things in the past."

"What's up?"

Freya just shook her head and pretended to be mute.

That seemed like so much time ago.

Only the memory that remains in my heart...

"...I want to find my parents. My uncle and aunt said that when I grow up, they will tell me who they are. They said that my father is a knight and a man as great as Lord Everton. One day I will also become one. A knight."

"Of course Roman wants to become a businessman, because businessmen can make a lot of money, so much that my aunt and I will never use it up!"

"What about you, Brando."

"I?"

"I don't know, but I don't want to learn swordsmanship. I want my grandfather to understand that the real power in this world is not swords. One day, if I have this ability, I must let Eruin never be affected by the flames of war. , so that its people can live peacefully without swords, instead of being in constant fear every day like now."

"How is that possible? The undead are so scary. How could they let us go? Brando, how do you plan to deal with the undead?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, but anyway, I always feel that I have seen such a world in my dreams. If it exists, I will definitely find it."

The childishness that she once had gradually became mature. When she stood in front of the pair of teenagers, she asked them: "Brando, Mr. Madden is the chief swordsman instructor of Reedenburg. He is a truly capable person. I He's going to join the militia, and Brayson will go too. Don't you want to protect others, come with us?"

The young man shook his head: "I may have to go back to Prague for a while. Let's talk about it when I have a chance. My father wants me to inherit his mill. He said in the letter that my grandfather's health is getting worse. The old man may want to take a look. I."

She was a little disappointed in her heart, but there were some words she never asked.

"What about you, Roman?"

"I'll wait for Brando to come back. If he wants to participate in militia training, I will go too."

The girl nodded, turned and left.

That separation lasted seven years.

When they met again, it was midsummer in the year of flowers; and on that summer night, the stars in the sky were particularly bright.

The two of them were walking side by side in the camp, and Freya quietly looked at Brando aside - it turned out that he had never forgotten those words at that time. It turned out that Roman had always known that she was the best. The stupid one. But why did he choose such a path? Mr. Madden said that his path was different from ours. It turned out that Mr. Madden had already seen something. He knew from the beginning that Brando was the Sword Master Darus. Descendants?

Freya thought silently.

"Have your elements been civilized? Freya, can you fly?"

Freya came back to her senses and looked at Brando's hand extended to her.

"Yes," she nodded: "Andrea and the others have taught me."

"Then take my hand——"

She stretched out her hand and hesitated for a moment before placing it in the warm palm.

The wandering mind surprisingly calmed down at this moment.

…

Rows of seats, religious-style reliefs, twelve layers of columns rising one level at a time, the stacked arches supported by them are immersed in darkness, and one hundred and seventy stone statues watch the noisy hall in the shadows. At the top of the vault, what is painted is the final battle between the Azure Knight and the Dragon of Dusk, the heroes of the gods and the destruction of the world. The cyan and red paints each occupy half of the mural, and the skylight is projected from the central round hole.

A single beam of white light penetrated the darkness, suddenly carving out the long circular table in the center of the hall from the darkness.

The Faenzan people, the Cruz people, the wind elves, the representatives of the Silver Bay countries, the Buga people and the Druids each occupy an area, and then there are the representatives from the White City countries, the barbarians, in the center of the long circular table, It is the owner of this place, the Miner elemental tyrant in red robes. Tumen, Medphis and Andrrig stand on the left and right of the old man.

Next to the three people was Gray Sword Mephistopheles, who was looking at the area where Representative Cruz was. The area was mostly empty at the moment, with only Mangrove, Duke Ludwig and a few soldiers from Veronica. The square man is sitting there.

The elves haven't arrived yet. There are only a few guards at St. Osor's position, and the elven girls are talking to each other in low voices with long bows on their backs. The area of ​​the Silver Alliance was almost empty, with only three or two big cats and kittens left. Most of the wizards had left Babel Fortress, leaving only a few apprentices who never opened their mouths to any proposals.

Sitting in the druid's place is a taciturn elder, proving the existence of the Sky Ring.

Although the area of ​​the Silver Bay countries is bustling with people, in fact there are not many people who have the right to speak. A considerable number of these people are asking around for news about the Four Realms, why the coalition forces from Silver Bay have not arrived in Alkash . As for the representatives of the barbarians - most of them were mountain people who fled Wallach and highlanders from Anzeruta, they rarely sent representatives, but rarely expressed their opinions.

Finally, there are the representatives of Faenzan and the White City nations. The former mainly includes members of the Royal Knights of Faenzan and the Sky Knights who came to support under the orders of the Pope, while the latter is basically a make-up-except for the Eagle of the Far Land. The Adventurer's Guild sent a group of more than 300 mercenaries to support him.

After all, the Faenzan people and the wild elves of Ellanta still have to deal with the threats from the Great Glacier Energy Tribe and the Nightmare Insects to the east.

The decision on whether to evacuate Babel Fortress actually mainly revolved around the opinions of the Wind Elves and the Cruzes. However, the sudden absence of the Cruzes and the Wind Elves before the meeting made most people feel confused. For a while, the hall There was a lot of discussion, and the buzzing sound of discussion echoed.

Almost the main representatives of St. Osor's side were not present at all, and the elf guards responsible for maintaining order would naturally not participate in meetings at this level. On the Cruz side, there was a serious dispute within the military.

Veronica firmly does not advocate evacuating the fortress - her insistence is not without reason. After withdrawing from the Alkash region, the crystal cluster army can attack from the Alkash mountainous area to the entire four realms, thousands of miles away. The plains are completely undefendable.

After that, we have to retreat to the ancient forest and rely on the White Mountain and Qiumu Mountains for defense. Although the ancient forest there is the natural national border of Saint Osor, it is difficult to say how useful it is to the crystal cluster army. .

More importantly, the conditions there are not necessarily better than here. If the immortal fortress of Babel cannot hold on, then what is the point of building a defense line elsewhere? They can retreat today, but if they go back further, will they flee into the wilderness like they did in the Battle of the Saints?

This time the enemy didn't just come from the west.

Her idea was supported by most of the young officers, but she faced real difficulties - the dusk offensive had broken through the last line of defense, and the sporadic acropolis and defense facilities outside the 'Tower of Babel' were connecting. It will be completely destroyed within a few days. Without logistical support, how long can they hold on in this lonely fortress? One month, two months, half a year or a year?

So on the other hand, to be precise, Duke Ludwig completely disagreed with such a desperate approach.

Trapped in the fortress, waiting for the Buga people to solve their internal problems, and then let the wind elves change their minds and return to the negotiation table with the undead of Madara - how can military operations be so passive, pinning everything on the best possible outcome? Condition? But if it's too late and the coalition of humans and elves is buried here, the world of order cannot afford such a loss.

His statement has also been supported by some people, even the majority of people. After all, most people still understand the principle of "losing land and saving people, and people and land will survive; losing people and saving land, and losing both people and land", and This also sounds more logical.

Intellectually speaking, Veronica actually does not disagree with this logic.

But the female regiment leader still had deeper worries in her heart.

If the coalition forces retreat to the line between Baishan Mountain and Qiumu Mountain Range, then the empire's passage to Eruin will be completely exposed. When it comes to the border country in the southeast of the empire, Veronica feels a little strange in her heart. This is not because she is emotional, but because she feels that this matter is not that simple.

Although Eruin is just an inconspicuous existence to most people in the empire, it is this small kingdom that has shown amazing power in the recent civil strife in the empire - that young man, Veronica is even more I feel invisible. She always felt that the other party might hold some secrets, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the rapid rise of this small kingdom.

What is even more difficult to explain is, if the White Mountain disaster is understandable, then why did the Buga people's rebellion go to Eruin to make trouble, which has no connection with this war at all.

What if the Dusk Dragon's original purpose was to destroy this small kingdom?

The more Veronica thought about it, the more she felt that she might have seen through the movements of the Twilight Dragon. However, this judgment was completely contrary to her common sense and logic. It made no sense for the Twilight Army to let go of the two powerful civilizations of Cruz and Saint Osol. Instead of dealing with it, he decided to destroy a small border country first.

She could only speculate that the Dusk Dragon had other agendas.

But it was what she couldn't talk about. The meaning behind such a large-scale military operation may affect the future of the entire continent. No one would ever use their own conjecture as a criterion for judgment-no matter what she thought about this No matter how confident you are in speculation.

And she couldn't prove her conjecture, because due to the Anzeruta disaster, Cruz's contact with Eruin had long been severed. Now, almost all the news about that kingdom comes from the Silver Bay area, but the Silver Bay area actually only accepts the magic transmission from the south unilaterally.

Now it is impossible for anyone to go to Eruin to confirm the accuracy of the news. After the war broke out, commercial exchanges in various regions have already come to a standstill.

Veronica can only choose to stick to her own opinion.

But her attitude seemed to outsiders to be stubborn, and even those who supported her at first could not help but waver after a period of time.

There are also some warring factions. Most of these people are young people from various noble families. They seem to have been organized by others to lobby the hesitant two-faced factions. At first, Duke Ludwig thought these people were brought by Veronica, but later he discovered that the female regiment leader didn't seem to bother to do such a thing.

However, the political influence of these young people is weak, and neither party takes them seriously.

Duke Ludwig just shook his head at Veronica's stubbornness.

"No, no."

He kept objecting.

The dispute between the two became louder and louder, even overshadowing the discussion in the hall. People turned to look in this direction, and Mangrove looked a little embarrassed, but at this moment, an attendant hurriedly walked in from outside the hall.

Mangrove had a bad premonition from the uneasy look on the attendant's face. The attendant came to him, leaned over and said a few words in his ear. After hearing this, Mangrove suddenly stood up from his seat.

"What did you say?"

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