Scene 312 Oath and Sword I

The ripples produced by a drop of water can spread across the entire pond in an instant like a spider web. ⊥E novel, www.e xiaoSHUO.cOm⊥

The same is true on the 6 ground.

Luo Du watched with satisfaction as his private soldiers spread out along the Silversmith River in the rain. Although their movements were slow and their formation was chaotic, and the vulgar noble private soldiers shouted and pushed in the heavy rain, they finally set up their defense line. A quarter of an hour faster than he expected. Veterans who have been in battle are different, the baron on horseback thought, ignoring that their previous opponents were nothing but unarmed peasants and so-called 'thugs'.

In the torrential rain, several sergeants, led by the knight master, kicked open the door of a house, drove out the owner of the house, and then occupied the house as a stronghold. The windows of the house were smashed one by one, and the behavior of the soldiers rummaging through boxes and cabinets in search of valuable "trophies" soon followed suit. For a while, the terrified cries of women and children and the sound of rain resounded throughout.

Baron Luodu watched coldly from the sidelines. In his opinion, the army is a beast, and the beast still has to show its teeth and claws; Luo Du thought he was old in the army, and seeing his private soldiers using their fists to teach those dejected men a lesson, instead of stopping him, he was satisfied.

How dare these mobs dare to resist? You have to teach them a lesson before they will obediently obey.

There seemed to be the sound of crying in the rain.

The knights clustered around the baron and said loudly: "I think Her Royal Highness is just a little girl, blindly trusting the people around her. I think the royal party is also uneasy. Give her two hundred students. I'm afraid it will be a collision." His head was bleeding."

"Exactly, my lord, let her see what a real war is this time." The knights echoed in unison, laughing in the wind and rain.

The morale was available, and Baron Luodu nodded in satisfaction. He held up a bag high and shouted: "Everyone should work harder, whoever catches the princess can take this bag of gold from me!"

The sound carried far along the river bank.

Beth looked disdainfully at the enemy on the other side of the river through the sight glass of the brass binoculars, and Baron Rodo's rascal voice made her frown. Since she was a child, her character was born like a man. And when she grew up, Beth really picked up the romance of this man—became a soldier of the kingdom.

Not only that, she also became the most outstanding scout officer in this session of Wangli Knight Academy. She put down the binoculars and stood upright on the horse as straight as a javelin. The sound of thunderous hoofbeats seemed to melt her into it, and horses and knights jumped past her one after another.

Beth seemed to be in a torrent,

And her companions were calling out the names of those knights: "Kammel!"

"Hyman!"

"Keil, remember to take my share!"

"Aiden, for Aruin!"

"For Aruin, go forward!" Every young knight who passed by shouted and screamed. There was no trace of fear on the taut young faces under the pointed helmet, and some only had an indomitable yearning.

with excitement.

Beth silently looked towards the front of the team, which was already a torrent. At the far end of the rain curtain. The swallowtail flags that were raised high one after another have been brought down one by one, like dominoes.

She could almost hear the cold command: "Leave the spear—"

"Leave the spear—"

"It's unlucky." She spat.

Turning around, I saw the smiling face of my companion, "How about it, regret it, Beth?"

"Regret? No. ￠￡e￠￡novels￠￡网, www.ExiaoSHUO.COM￠" Beth replied contemptuously: "It's just some chickens and dogs. It would be nice if there were white lions in front of them." , we are stronger than them!"

"Princess's safety is the most important thing, Beth, your idea is too dangerous!"

"Of course I know!"

In heavy rain.

Baron Rodo was holding up his money bag. Waiting for his subordinates to applaud loudly, but unfortunately, he couldn't wait for a long time for a response. There was an eerie silence in the heavy rain.

What's wrong, he turned around in astonishment.

Everyone is listening.

On the long street, the sound of horseshoes resounded amidst the sound of rain. One, two, as if the hour hand is spinning, tick, tick, tick, tick. Clear and powerful.

Then, the storm—

Hundreds of thousands of horseshoes with metal horseshoes were raised and lowered, and gradually gathered into a shocking force in a uniform manner—a burst of rapid drumbeats pierced through everyone's eardrums, like thunder.

The Silversmith River is just a small ditch in the city of Amperesel. A heavy rain even made it almost overflow over the low and gentle embankment. At this moment, at this moment, everyone is looking at the water surface .

The water vibrated like milk in a glass on the table.

The water surface of the entire Silversmith River trembled slightly.

Till a spear pierces the rain--

The shining spear tip is shaped like a silver shuttle, and all the raindrops fly out from its sides. One person, one rider, silver flying, the snow-white cloak is like a banner, painted with pure lilies, as if it is still shining on the battlefield a thousand years ago.

"Elf?"

This idea just flashed through the mind of the noble private soldier who was escorting the family on the other side of the river bank. He was even completely shocked. He could only open his mouth wide and watched the tip of the gun getting bigger and bigger in his vision.

a split second.

As if time freezes and suddenly resumes its flow, with a puff, the spear pierces directly through the soldier's wide-open mouth. The tip of the gun pierced the throat, and then the huge impact completely shattered his skull, distorted his facial features, and the panic in his eyeballs also distorted, and the skin was ripped apart after showing the maximum tension The bright red muscles and plasma underneath were exposed.

Blood spurted out, but the spear continued to move forward, lifted half of the skull cover, and continued to move forward with this bright red flag.

The soldier who lost half of his head twitched, then fell limply to the ground. Blood flowers fluttered in the wind and rain. A few points were sprayed on the 'captive' on the side. The family of three were completely stunned.

Metisa walked past them with a cold face.

Like a silver light.

A few drops of blood fell on the face of the little silver elf princess, a bit icy cold, but she didn't even blink. According to human age, she is only fifteen years old this year, but she has experienced thousands of wars earlier.

It was the most tragic war since the Year of the Saint. Countless familiar people died in it, life and death became passers-by, and only fighting became instinct.

This is the combat skill of the silver elves. ⊥E novel, www.e xiaoSHUO.cOm⊥

"Enemy attack!"

"It's the cavalry—!" The shrill howling rang through the river bank like a shrill siren, and everyone woke up as if from a dream. It seems that the enemy is not as weak and deceptive as imagined.

Baron Luo Du's face was pale, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He looked back, the knights looked at each other, how long ago. Have they ever seen such a rider?

Metisa raised her spear high.

In the wind and rain, the flag flies.

There was a loud bang, as if some barrier was broken behind her—the rain curtain shattered like a glass wall in front of everyone, and the rain turned into glass shards, which suddenly moved forward. After that, a huge The army of knights seems to have broken out of the box.

Black military uniform, black armor, black horse, a black torrent.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

The knights were shouting. Real warriors never hesitate to shed their blood. Although Metisa is just a little girl, after she temporarily looks like a real knight, she becomes the goddess in everyone's heart at this moment.

Goddess of War.

"Stop them!" A noble knight on the other side of the river finally reacted, screaming almost hoarsely: "Set up your spears, set up your spears, or you will die!"

The aristocratic private soldiers on the other side of the river seem to have just come to life, and then they hurriedly set up their spears. Perhaps the instinct of survival inspired their final potential, or it was the comfort brought to them by the shallow silversmith river. But in any case, at the last moment, these unremarkable third-rate soldiers actually stabilized.

A forest of spears appeared across the river.

Metisa turned a blind eye and just raised her spear——

"Wings of Spirit!"

A crisp cry resounded throughout the battlefield.

A circular magic circle was unfolded on both sides of the girl, and the magic circle was spinning. The lines of spiritual matter expand along the magic circle and quickly connect into one piece. 'Huh' a pair of hundreds of feet long wings spread out. The wings fluttered slightly, and the Silversmith River in front of Metisa seemed to be infused with some kind of magical power. The white waves in the river immediately rolled back, and the waves formed twelve hydras with their heads raised high, rushing towards the river like a landslide and tsunami. Baron Luodu's private army on the other side pressed down.

"ah!"

Baron Luodu was stunned, and for a moment he didn't even know whether to give the order to stand firm or retreat. He also has some low-level wizards under his command, but their role is meaningless at this level. The private soldiers of the nobles could only watch helplessly as the huge waves came crashing down.

'boom'

The huge wave broke down the formation of the nobles' private soldiers on the river bank in an instant. In fact, they had already started to shake before the huge wave formed, but how could the waves run fast? As soon as most of the noble private soldiers turned around, they were dragged into the bottom of the water like sweeping garbage.

Then the torrent brought these screaming and howling private soldiers of the nobles into the houses on the other side of the Silversmith River. Amidst a few loud 'creaking' sounds, the houses collapsed and followed the water to the street behind .

Baron Luodu's line of defense collapsed in an instant. Behind the huge waves, the young knights walked on the waves—they were facing a line of defense that was constantly retreating. Those spearmen had already fallen forward and backward, unable to fight back.

One side was retreating, the other was advancing, and then the two fronts collided with each other.

It was a scene where the comb went too far. The young knights of the princess penetrated the position of the noble private soldiers almost without hindrance, leaving behind a line of defense full of holes like a sieve. collapse.

All that was left was to turn around and run.

But the relentless cavalry is still on the move.

The young cadets are driving the enemy to prevent them from gathering again. Although this is almost meaningless for opponents like noble private soldiers, the young people still strictly implement the textbook-like standards according to the cavalry code.

The entire battlefield looked around. In sight and beyond. Luo Du's noble private soldiers fled in all directions like ants under a broken embankment.

The sky is dim.

Brando pursed his lips and looked at the scene in front of him, with no color on his face. He suddenly tightened the reins of the horse, turned around one by one, stood still, raised the sword of the earth and pointed it to one side: "Bryson, blow the horn, let the whole army split to the two wings!"

"Brando, what do you want to do!" Brayson almost jumped up, isn't it time to drive the enemy away.

But he was speechless immediately, and he watched the azure spiders appear again with a dull expression—but this time not on the ground, but in the sky behind Brando.

one by one. Tens of thousands of wind spirit spiders appeared over the battlefield, like a dense, sky-blue web.

There was almost a moment of silence on the battlefield.

Brando turned around.

"Brando, you..." Brayson swallowed.

Freya was also stunned. It wasn't the first time she saw these spiders, but it was the first time she saw Brando directing so many spiders.

"The whole army listens to orders" Brando's voice suddenly echoed across the entire battlefield: "Knights of the Royal Knight Academy, keep assaulting from both wings and move on—"

"forward--"

"Forward!" After a moment of silence, there were cheers and roars like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

After being dragged out of the water, Baron Luodu stared blankly at his knight, who was yelling at him at the top of his lungs—but strangely, he couldn't hear a word.

But finally, the voice seemed to return to his consciousness. He gradually heard what the subordinate was yelling at him: "...My lord, they are separating!"

"What separate!"

"Those knights are parting!"

Luo Du was stunned for a moment, but his face lost the last color in an instant, "Those guys are driving us together, they plan to drive us forward!"

"They're going to use us as cannon fodder, my lord!"

"My lord, they have discovered the Hong Kong Guards in the back—!" A shrill howl seemed to be far away in the ears of Baron Luodu for a while, and he stood up staggeringly, and it took a long time before he stuttered He replied: "It must not be like this."

"Ian, you put me on the horse. We've got to find a way to regroup. Otherwise we're dead—"

But he couldn't finish his words.

He suddenly saw a spear protruding from between the chests of his confidant knight. He raised his head and stared blankly at the red female knight's long tail fluttering in the wind.

This was the last scene Baron Rodo saw.

Then everything plunged into icy darkness.

Qian wiped the blood on her cheek, she turned her head, and only saw that figure in her cold amber eyes. Only then will there be a little warmth.

On the battlefield, at the same moment. Almost exactly the same drama is being played out in many, many places. The knights of Luodu obviously understood their ultimate fate, but some people still tried to resist, but these knights were just about to gather the people around them, when a beam of dazzling golden light descended from the sky.

Instantly penetrated his body.

On the battlefield, the golden light intersects——

...

"Rodu is finished."

"They have discovered the army of Owen and Sir Malose. Our princess is not easy."

The white-haired but still hale and hearty old man turned around with a smile. He was wearing the most traditional military uniform of Eruin, with various medals hanging on his chest, and the most dazzling one was the flame Candlelight Medal of the Holy Temple - Laird? Du Luoshe, the deputy head of the White Lion Army, is also the owner of the White Lion Army//Fastest text update. No pop-up window, no advertisement//The oldest knight in history.

In the eyes of the Cruz people, he is Aruin's most respectable enemy and the real pillar of the White Lions, the Lion of Aruin—when he became famous, both the cunning fox and the lone wolf were still children.

He used to be loyal to the Corcova royal family, neither the royal party nor the northern nobles, and he was the mainstay of the power ordered by the royal family. But in this civil war, in order to repay the eldest son of the king for his kindness, he stood on the side of the northern nobles without hesitation.

Even so, no one dared to disrespect him, even among the players back then. The old man became famous in jihad, and has been the spiritual pillar of Eruin's army ever since. His loyalty to the kingdom is no less than anyone else.

But at this moment, the old man shook his head, looked at the other two present with a smile and said, "It's really embarrassing to bully a little girl when you want to come to us old fellows."

The Marquis of Balta smiled awkwardly, of course he knew what the other party meant by saying this: "Don't worry, Knight Laird, we will ensure the safety of the princess and the little prince."

Although he is the head of the legion, he can't be tough in the face of this one.

The old man glanced at him.

"But what I'm more concerned about is how did they discover the Harbor Guards?" Marquis Balta hurriedly changed the subject.

"I don't know, but it's impossible for their scouts to get through. Although Luo Du is an idiot, he has hundreds of people blocking a silversmith river, so he can't even keep an eye on a living person." The old knight touched Touching his chin: "The other party should have judged it, and it is not impossible through clues..."

"His Royal Highness has grown amazingly under the guidance of that little wolf."

In all of Aruin, this old knight is probably the only one who dares to call Overwell a "little wolf." Balta couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The eldest son of the king is not inferior in the slightest under the old gentleman's teaching. "

This time the old knight nodded bluntly.

While the two were talking, the 'guest' beside them who had been silent stood up suddenly. "Hey, what's that?"

"This is... Heavenly Armament!"

In the wind and rain, in the direction of the Silversmith River, golden rays of light are weaving together...