Scene 376 The Valkyrie Ride (Part 1)

The Bunoan Acropolis is like a guard standing alone on an isolated field, and the lightning falling from the clouds outlines its edge.

The old soldier overlooked the closing field, and in every direction of it the armies of men receded like tides from the plain. The soldiers who lost the ability to move could only wait to die among the corpses. The red fireworks in the sky were like the afterglow in their eyes.

In the enlarged and narrow field of vision, the sky and the earth are arc-shaped, and the entire battlefield is a criss-cross ruins. Broken weapons, armor, tattered flags and corpses of guards overlap together, forming a strange formation. doomsday scene.

Even the clouds turned scarlet, and the lightning was like thorns coiling around it, occasionally lighting up the world. Present its most real and terrifying side to the eyes of the human coalition forces.

From near the village of Medao to the edge of the forest, there are fleeing defenders everywhere, and the moving heads against the gray background are, on the one hand, the truest portrayal of the omen of defeat at this moment on the battlefield, or the last moment of despair. The female knight guarded behind a female wall, observing the situation outside through the cracks in the battlements. The demon's offensive seemed to be launched from the horizon, and the crimson fireball flew across the entire battlefield with a long tail flame, illuminating those on the battlefield. The ugly creature also brightened her eyes.

She pressed one hand on the dark city wall, which was covered with cracks and bloodstains spreading from the water patterns. The corpses of the cadets of the Royal Knight Academy were neatly arranged in a row, as if to maintain their dignity, but no matter what, there were only lifeless bodies left.

No one has ever experienced such a terrible war. Whether it is the son of a farmer, the son of a craftsman, the descendant of a nobleman, or a knight and a missionary of extraordinary birth, the people on the battlefield have completed their relationship for the first time in the face of death. Equality, no difference.

Freya even heard someone weeping in a low voice. It was the civilians hiding in the basement below the castle, including women and children—all men who could go to battle took up weapons. But it's a pity that firm determination can't change the situation of the battle. Anyone can smell the meaning of failure from the cold air.

The building will fall.

The female knight clenched her fists with a creak, and the metal gauntlets were deformed. There is only one name in her heart, and she firmly believes that he will eventually lead everyone to find a way out of the desperate situation. Didn't the refugees lose hope when they fled in Riddenburg, but he also promised them a miracle.

Brando was so confident at that time that everyone was impressed by it, including her.

"Can't you hold on a little longer?"

"But... Her Royal Highness, they are still ahead, aren't they?"

Beth's voice came from behind,

The girl almost cried out in grief and indignation. The Royal Knights paid a heavy price. Everyone who sleeps here is a familiar face from the past. They can accept the sacrifice, but they cannot accept that all previous efforts are meaningless.

Compared to them, they would rather die here.

Save yourself tasting the suffocating despair.

Her Royal Highness died, and Aruin also came to the brink of death. Everyone felt the feeling of despair and helplessness in their hearts, as if their hopes and ideals in life had just been established, and they had to face the shattered reality.

It was a feeling of disillusionment.

The tears on Beth's face are proof of this. She almost shouted to her commander, Nimesis, as if she wanted to tell the female knight to wake up. Her Royal Highness is still ahead. Didn't she notice? ?

The female knight's face was pale, and she turned her face away, as if she had been stabbed in pain. Standing beside her was the Marquis Balta, the commander of the White Lion Legion. This lord was drenched in blood, as if he had just returned from hell.

On the entire battlefield, the Bunuoan Acropolis has formed a long and narrow protrusion. Like a sharp blade, the two armies guarding this place are undoubtedly the most dazzling existence on the battlefield today. The cadets of the Royal Knights Academy, the young men from Tonigal are firm and honorable, and the White Lions cling to their honor as soldiers.

The two most glorious armies in Eruin's history are fighting side by side here today.

"This is not gambling, Beth," the Marquis of Balta said with a stiff face. "We are not gamblers either. We have made our last attempt, but we cannot put all our chips on the line."

"You use Your Highness the Princess as a bargaining chip?" The red-haired girl widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at the Marquis with hatred. If it weren't for them, why would the kingdom be here?

"Beth, watch your words and deeds." Nimesis scolded, unable to listen.

"Senior Nimesis, but Her Royal Highness is still ahead."

"Call me Knight Commander, Soldier. That's Her Majesty's choice, but her original intention is not to let the kingdom be buried with her, this is also her order." Nimesis replied coldly, as if without a trace of emotion: " The last time has passed, I must carry out Her Royal Highness's orders meticulously."

Beth bowed her head trembling.

Nimesis raised her head and looked at the figure of the female knight on the city wall. In her impression, the future Valkyrie of Eruin had a mild and even timid personality, no different from a girl from the countryside, but until today, she suddenly found that she could not see her clearly.

"Freya?"

"We still have one more chance, Master Knight. If we counterattack the Medao Village and cut off the retreat of the demons, then maybe we can delay the time, right?" Freya looked across the entire battlefield, those famous battles in history One by one came to her mind.

Only at this moment, at this moment, she is no longer that young girl, but Aruin's Valkyrie. Her thoughts were unprecedentedly clear, as if recalling the days in Wangli Knight Academy.

When everyone was resting, only she was practicing swordsmanship hard, just to catch up with the progress of others. When everyone fell asleep, only she was reading those famous tactical battles in history, just for an ideal that Brando promised her

The girl is not smart, let alone a genius, but she also has the most firm belief in her heart. Just for Butch, for this piece of land she loves so much, she is willing to give up everything.

Such an ideal is so simple, but it cannot be desecrated.

She turned her head to look at Nimesis, as if she wanted to get hope from the eyes of her senior sister. The protruding Bunoan Acropolis is like a sharp knife, and the terrain is precipitous and precarious, as if everything here will be destroyed at any time. But this is not the case with demons who have been unable to attack for a long time. The protrusions are often only relative terms. They also form an extended battlefield like a blade in the place next to the Bunoan Acropolis.

This is their only chance.

When everyone thought the situation was over, the girl stubbornly found out this point—it was theoretically possible, but the possibility of actual success was very slim. It's a clumsy approach, and everyone understands it.

But Nemesis knew.

Regardless of whether this plan was successful, it could at least persuade Wood and the nobles in the north to delay their retreat. This is like the difference between having failed and still having a chance. It is actually meaningless in itself, but it has another meaning to the drowning person.

She and the Marquis looked at each other, each seeing the other's intentions from the other's eyes. A plan of the utmost daring, especially against the enemy, rather against one's own.

Both fell silent, looking at Freya seriously.

"Do you know what you're talking about, Freya?" Nimesis asked calmly.

Freya nodded.

Nimesis looked at her strangely, as if she wanted to find out what gave her such confidence and made her mature quickly. In fact, war is often a gamble. The more stubborn a person is, the more he can hold on to victory, and now the girl already has such potential.

"You understand what the consequences are. If the coalition forces are wiped out here, what will be waiting for this kingdom. Do you really understand the consequences of doing this?"

Marquis Balta also stared at Freya.

The girl from Butch was slightly taken aback, as if in a daze. But in the end, she nodded firmly.

Nimesis sighed, and she glanced at Beth beside her. The red-haired girl listened to the conversation between the three of them inexplicably, but a smile finally appeared on the face of the black-haired female knight: "I understand, I approve the plan, whether the whole plan succeeds or fails, I have full authority to do so." Responsible."

Freya let out a light 'ah', and stared at the cold Nimesis—the aura that had just become a little wise in her body fell apart, and she turned back to the dull girl from the Butch countryside. girl.

"Didn't you hear? Why don't you hurry up and prepare?" Nimesis frowned and asked impatiently.

"Cocoa..." Freya felt that she must have misheard, she asked in disbelief.

"Could it be that you want to be responsible for this?" Nimesis couldn't help being a little amused, "Soldier, you don't have that power yet. Who do you think you are? Will Priest Wood listen to you?"

"But... Lord Marquis?" She couldn't help but look at Marquis Balta at the side.

The current head of the White Lion Legion did not answer, but just reached out and wiped his bloody forehead, shaking his head. "Do you think you are the only one who is unwilling, little girl?"

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

He stared at the sky, with the crimson flames reflected in his eyes, and murmured. At that moment, Marquis Balta seemed to see the flag, and he smiled slightly.

Aruin may not only need to exist.

There is something more important.

It is also worth protecting.

There are some choices about the future, and the white lion is still wrong after all——

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(PS: LOL updated S3 today. I was a bit tired and wanted to ask for a leave of absence yesterday, but after thinking about it, I insisted on writing. If it can be continued, it is only 3000 words. I hope everyone will bear with me. =3=, okay? .) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)