Scene 377 The Ride of the Valkyrie (Part 2)

The final counterattack plan was quickly adopted——

Freya didn't know how Senior Nimesis and Balta persuaded those nobles. Perhaps High Priest Wood really thought this was an opportunity. In any case, she managed to temporarily stop the army from retreating.

This is the last chance.

In the next 20 minutes, it will be decided whether the human coalition can compete with the demons for the power to confront the demons for the next hour. It sounds incredible, but here today, the Eruin's hope is nothing more than that.

There was a refreshing icyness in the heavy rain, as if a steel blade was attached to it.

The Marquis of Balta divided the defenders of the Bunoan Acropolis into two, merged the main force of the White Lion Army into the non-commissioned officers of the Royal Knight Academy, and then handed over the army to the command of Nimesis.

This is something that would never happen to Eruin in the past. The nobles would never give up the army and power in their hands. Their greed made them stick to what they had in their hands like cold ghosts.

But when Balta handed over the command, the legion commander said to the female knight: "I hand over the White Lion Legion to you, ma'am."

A simple sentence moved the female knight's cold face. She thought for a while before accepting the white lion's battle flag without saying a word.

It was raining heavily, whether they were left behind or those who were about to go to the front line, the future was equally bleak for them, but such a dangerous situation was so insignificant.

The password sounded long and loudly, and the city gate slowly opened.

The battlefield where blood and fire intertwined seemed very real and close to Freya's eyes at that moment. The bright flames across the night seemed to shorten the distance of the battlefield, and the trembling caused by the explosion swept across the entire area from time to time. She saw it with her own eyes. The city gate creaked and shook.

The back of Senior Nimesis riding a war horse was not far in front of her, only one step ahead of her. There are a few familiar faces in the team on the side, Owen, Beth and the future Eruin's Sanjie Carlo and Enroc, and the older Caglis leads his White Lion Guard.

The gray team filed out, and the demon soon discovered the human's movements, and an army of hell hounds appeared on the battlefield. But Freya looked far away, and there were traces of wild demons in the sky again, and the demons seemed to be coming towards Bu Nuoan Acropolis. As expected, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of human division to conquer this extension point on the battlefield in one fell swoop.

Everyone held their breath.

Nimesis stopped the horses for the last time before ordering the army to set off,

The icy female knight took a last look at the Bunoan Acropolis, a banner on the low wall of the Acropolis was so conspicuous in the heavy rain.

Arouin's new moon above seemed to have just risen.

The expression on her usual indifferent face could not help softening.

"Senior sister?" Freya noticed the abnormality of the female knight.

Nimesis glanced at her, but didn't correct her address: "Freya, someone is protesting against us."

"Why?"

"Let someone raise the white lion's battle flag, and I'll let him see it. Seven hundred years ago, the White Lion Army defeated the last Cruz army here with the help of the mountain people. Today, seven hundred years later, We can do it too.”

Nimesis replied coldly.

When Marquis Balta saw the familiar flag unfurling in the rain, even though he had been in the army for nearly fifty years, his eyes still couldn't help but feel slightly warm. He suddenly remembered the first time under this banner, the scene where the old army chief personally taught him the glory of the white lion.

The past glory is so bleak at this moment, but it still shines slightly.

Like sparks from the residual heat beneath the ashes.

Standing in the rain, the Marquis thought a lot at that moment.

It was the first time he put on the armor of the white lion, the first knight duel, the first time he rode on horseback, the first time he inhaled the choking air of the battlefield into his lungs, and all kinds of things that followed Conspiracy and struggle, but every subsequent victory is not as pure as the thrill of defeating the enemy for the first time on the battlefield.

For the first time in nearly two centuries, the White Lions were honored not because of victory, but because of guarding something, as if returning to the original intention of its establishment.

He smelled the slightly bloody and earthy smell in the wind on the frontal battlefield of Bunoan, as if he had returned to the magnificent battlefield, facing the army of the temple after the wind.

At that time, Lord Juggernaut was still there, Lord Laird was still in command of the White Lion Army, and he was just a little knight.

But everything has changed.

Whether it's the flags fluttering on the battlefield, the coats of arms of the knights, or the faces around him, everything has become different.

"Master Legion, the demons have already begun to attack."

"This kind of thing doesn't need to be reported to me, I can see it."

Balta replied, the demons on the field are like a red tide, and those ugly creatures are densely packed as far as the eye can see. Bunoan's Acropolis had had a few minutes of respite after the previous attack, but now that the demons had discovered the human's attempt, they were ready to use this opportunity to remove the thorn that had pierced their throats in one fell swoop.

After the division of troops, the strength of the Acropolis has become weaker. But the soldiers who were selected to stay behind had no complaints. Most of them were the older and more experienced group of the White Lions. These people gathered on the top of the city with a generous heart to die. wall of people.

"The slave soldiers who found the cavemen are expected to enter the range in a minute."

"Watch out for the barbarians in the air, take off the tarpaulin on the ballista—"

"The head of the city is in place, and the gap is blocked."

The password was passed on one after another, and the orderly roared hoarsely, as if trying to shout out the last ounce of courage with all his strength.

...

A wave of arrows passed over Freya's head, causing her and everyone around her to shrink their necks.

There is a road for horse-drawn carriages near Bunoan Acropolis leading to Medao, but that road has long been blasted to pieces by demonic spells, and the soldiers had to advance along the bed of a stream and cross a stone bridge After the end, the wall of Medao Village appeared in the field of vision.

A cave lizard shooter can be seen behind him—a subterranean creature that looks a bit like a surface lizardman. However, they have brownish-yellow skin and pale eyes, which are more suitable for fighting in the dark. But there are more little devils, Freya can see their disgusting crimson skin from this distance.

"Knight commander, there are a group of hellhounds behind us." Someone shouted in the wind and rain.

"Leave them alone, tell me is the flag still there?"

Someone turned back to look in the direction of Bunuoan Acropolis, "Knight Commander, the flag is still there!"

"That's good, move on."

Another wave of arrow rain hit, and a row of White Lion Legion soldiers in front fell down in unison. Then three ballistas roared through the crowd, one of which flew past Freya and hit Beth behind her. The straightforward girl let out a scream and was dragged away from the horse, disappearing into the darkness in an instant.

"Beth!" Freya screamed miserably.

But Nimesis shouted coldly: "Leave her alone, any of us may die here, carry on with the will of the dead, everyone, don't look back."

The banner of the white lion is passing across the battlefield.

...

Marquis Balta was covered in blood, watching the holy white lion getting smaller and smaller in the rainy night. An old man from the White Lion Legion once told him that the white lion had its own soul. Back then, it made a promise with the ancestor Eke to become a heroic spirit to protect the White Lion Legion. Therefore, the soul of the legion is pinned on this lion.

Of course, this is just a legend.

The Marquis of Balta never believed in such absurd rumors, but he also had to admit that such souls did exist in the White Lion Army. But not on the lion, but on everyone in this legion.

The troglodyte had been driven back, leaving a field of corpses among the ruined walls. They were originally cannon fodder, but it is a pity that many members of the White Lion Legion have been buried forever in this wave of attacks.

The soldiers on the top of the city watched the troglodytes overflowing the ruins like the ebbing sea, but many huge figures appeared behind them-hell hounds and wild demons appeared on the battlefield.

The second wave of attacks is coming in an instant——

"Be careful of the sky."

"Martha, this is really endless." Someone looked at the ugly creatures in the darkness and couldn't help muttering, "Do you think the nobles behind will come up to support us?"

"You are daydreaming."

There was a burst of deep laughter from the top of the city. Amidst the laughter, Marquis Balta wiped his face, turned around and asked, "Where are you going over there?"

"It looks like we've arrived at the intended attack location, my lord."

There are still ten minutes. Balta nodded.

What answer can you give in ten minutes?

I am afraid that no one on the entire battlefield can speak clearly. Hundreds of cave lizard archers were skillfully shooting on the improvised walls of the village of Medao, and an orange light shield shrouded their heads, which not only provided magical protection but also prevented the rain from dampening the longbow.

To be honest, this is a bit redundant in Nimesis's opinion - they don't have the ability to strike remotely at all. Humanity has run out of ammunition and food, and the high-level combat power has been completely lost. The gray sword saint Mephisto and the powerful vampire under that guy led the demon king away from the battlefield, but the remaining Temple of Fire There are also fewer and fewer Templars.

Master Li Woods restrained the demon's air force in the sky, but the ability to delay had been significantly weakened. More and more wild demons were liberated and joined the battlefield.

Nimesis took out her pocket watch and glanced at it.

The siege ladder has been erected.

The soldiers of the White Lion Legion in front, wearing silver-gray armor, took the lead in attacking. They filed up the siege ladder and attacked the temporary wall, but the front attack was blocked twice. There are tauren behind the city, and there are quite a few of them. The human soldiers are just dying.

She realizes this very quickly.

Time is running out. When the soldiers of the White Lion Army retreated for the third time, Nimesis drew out her sword. She glanced back, and Eruin's flag was still on the head of Bunoan Acropolis.

But perhaps only Lady Martha knows how long it can last.

"Freya, come with me. This time I will personally lead the charge. If we don't succeed, we will die on the way to attack."

"Master Knight..."

"We're running out of time."

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(PS: = =, I fell asleep on the table yesterday, and I made up it today. I was wrong. There are two chapters in total, and there is another chapter in the back.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come Starting point () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)