Imperial Crown

1,000 heavy cavalrymen lined up quietly in the camp.

Count Palmer looked at all this with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Once upon a time, the nobles of the human race all emphasized leading the charge, and military force and courage together built the cornerstone of "glory".

But as time went by, this tradition gradually disappeared, and the nobles retreated from the front line, letting the sons of serfs take the lead.

Unexpectedly, this tradition was picked up by Raven, a young man from a gangster background.

This is the spirit of death.

Count Palmer clenched the staff in his hand - when the commander of an army began to charge, no one would be allowed to despise it.

"Madness and courage are only a thin line apart."

But Palmer saw the harmonious unity of these two qualities in Raven.

"Nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be afraid of!" Marquis Faraday shouted loudly, trying to dispel the fear in his heart in this way.

"It's just 1,000 heavy cavalry..."

"Wait, where does the singing come from?!"

The ethereal singing echoed on the battlefield, suppressing all the noise.

The singing was composed of thousands of male and female voices, mixed with uplifting drums and passionate tunes, like a hymn to the gods.

The lyrics were ethereal, making it difficult to hear the meaning, but in a trance, one could see the picture behind the music.

There were flowers in front of me, applause in my ears, and roars and shouts of unity!

It was as if the gods had poured wine glasses.

A golden-red light flowed down from the sky, splashing in the center of the 1,000 heavy cavalry, covering every cavalryman, and coating their armor with a layer of golden red.

Angels danced around them, and the elements were noisy and jubilant at this moment.

"Level 3 magic, hymn of courage!"

Palmer's eyes almost froze, and he couldn't help rubbing his eyes to make sure he was not dizzy!

This third-level magic is a magical version of the divine art "Heroic Prayer". It can not only greatly enhance the physical fitness of the recipient and make him physically fit, but also provide extremely strong magic resistance, which can ignore most first-level magic.

However, this magic can only cover 5 people at most at a time.

Raven used it to cover a full 1,000 heavy cavalry, as well as their war horses!

Count Palmer was not wrong, this is indeed a hymn of courage.

This is the "thank you gift" sent by Archbishop Thomas after Raven solved the vampire incident.

After breaking through the Wall of Sighs, Raven realized that his elite men were still insufficient, so he thought of this magic.

But just by casting the spell, even if he was squeezed dry, this magic could not cover too many people.

That's why he squatted in the carriage and tried to seal it into a magic prop, and then gave it to his confidant to use as a killer.

At that time, Raven didn't think of using it as a means to change the situation on the battlefield.

Until the Silent Stone Sarcophagus left by Quilly was seized.

As a third-level magic, the silent barrier previously attached to the sarcophagus can cover a range of two kilometers.

But the Courage Hymn is more complex and consumes more energy, so the limit is only to cover a thousand people.

At this time, just behind the heavy cavalry, the originally regular sarcophagus was covered with cracks, and the hundreds of second-level magic crystals inlaid in it had been shattered.

The blood flowing from the cracks has changed from bright red to dark red, and even has a bit of decay.

But it finally completed its mission.

Seeing the Eagle Army in front of him take the initiative to make way, Raven put down his armor and raised his spear.

With the blessing of the Courage Hymn, he seemed to have endless power.

"Follow me to attack!!"

The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, like thunder.

1,000 heavy cavalry rushed down from the camp with a tsunami-like momentum!

"Assemble-Defense!!!"

The front-line commander of the Eivor army shouted loudly.

The Insa Empire in the north is rich in cavalry and is famous for its light cavalry; the Keynes Empire in the south produces relatively few horses, but its heavy cavalry is well known throughout the continent.

As a small country sandwiched between the two empires, Fitun's heavy armored infantry has never lacked tactical training to deal with cavalry.

Both the Volcano Legion and the Wolf-Faced Legion, after being shocked by the momentum of the Courage Hymn, organized defense as soon as possible.

The shield bearers squatted in front, and heavy weapons such as war hammers, axes, and broadswords were behind. The third and fourth rows were soldiers holding spears and sickle halberds.

It was a giant beast made of steel, showing its ferocious fangs.

Looking at the swords, spears, and halberds that were getting closer and closer, looking at the sunlight reflected on them, and the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, Raven's blood began to boil.

Adrenaline was secreted rapidly, and his heartbeat was like a war drum.

Raven's lips opened slightly, and his breathing became rapid.

This was not the first battle he had experienced, but it was the first time he had personally experienced this war as a vanguard and the arrowhead of a sharp arrow!

At this moment, he was no longer a commander who planned and strategized, but a soldier who charged into battle!

All strategies had been used, and all preparations had been completed.

The only thing to do now was to give it a try!

As the distance got closer, Raven could already see the fear and...

Greed in the eyes of the enemy's front-line soldiers!

Want my life?

Then -

"Come on!!!"

The spear in his hand was suddenly handed out at this moment.

The 1-foot-long spear blade penetrated the large shield on the door panel. The tip of the spear was not sharp. It wrinkled into a rag amid a burst of metal twisting, and then sunk inward, hitting the shield holder entirely.

The force of the horse's impact and Raven's own strength combined to cause the soldier's chest to collapse instantly, his chest and back almost touching each other, and he lost his life in an instant before he could cry out.

The gun blade penetrated the chest, and the corpse was stuck on the copper hoop of the gun head. The strong momentum caused the gun shaft to bend almost into an O shape, and then collapsed into a straight shape!

All the power stored in the gun barrel was released at this moment, and the body slammed backwards like a boulder thrown by a trebuchet!

Bang--

I bumped into 4 or 5 comrades and opened a bloody path!

However, for Raven, the crisis has not been resolved, because after the update, 3 spears, 4 sickles, and 6 heavy axes and broadswords came to attack!

They no longer care about the neat formation, they just want to take Raven's life!

At this moment, the picture almost stopped in Raven's eyes.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to charge into battle and be on the battlefield.

Dance on the tip of the knife, revel under the scythe of death!

A crazy smile bloomed at the corner of Raven's mouth:

"Just like that, you want to kill me too!?"

He drew back his spear and made a sweeping sweep without any fancy.

The tip of the spear was broken, the hook and sickle were shattered, and the ax blade was bent!

After a moment's delay, there was no obstacle in front of Raven and he rode forward!

Following the gap opened by Lei Wen, 1,000 heavy cavalry rushed into the strong military formation built by the Volcano Legion and the Wolf Faced Legion!

Even a strengthened war horse, wearing heavy armor, can only charge at a speed of 20 meters per second while stepping on attacking steps.

However, after being strengthened by the Hymn of Courage, their running speed reached at least 30 meters per second!

It was like an unstoppable iron ball rolling down a high slope!

And the knights on their backs, with the blessing of the hymn of courage, their physical strength and reaction speed are no less than any first-level extraordinary!

The originally strong line of defense became as fragile as a cookie.

Corpses were thrown high and fell to pieces on the ground. The screams and wails were drowned out by the horses' hooves in an instant!

Under the power of that lance, armor cannot resist, and flesh and blood can only be trampled!

The flesh and blood penetrate deeply into the soil, and can literally turn this barren land into fertile soil!

Marquis Faraday's two bodies were fighting, even their teeth were clashing with each other.

"Click click..."

This scene simply overturned his common sense!

Although the heavy armored cavalry is known as the king of the battlefield, if they forcefully attack the army formation composed of heavy armored infantry, there will only be a dead end!

This is an unbreakable truth from ancient times.

But now, under the leadership of Raven, the opponent broke through the defense line and started a massacre in the formation of heavy armored infantry!

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Like a wedge driven into a stake!

Especially Raven, isn't he a mage?

Why are there such superb martial arts and such powerful strength?

Faraday even saw Raven kill a second-level transcendent!

"Monster...monster!!!" Faraday turned to Palmer for help:

"My Lord Count, think of a way, think of a way!!!"

"Stop screaming!" Palmer shouted, suppressing Faraday's voice, and then calmed down and said:

"We haven't lost yet!"

He was waiting, sizing up, preparing to release his magic at the best time.

Focus on the battlefield again.

The cavalryman, whose body was shining with golden-red light, was simply the most dazzling presence at the moment.

And Raven, who was charging at the forefront, had already penetrated the defense line composed of the Volcano Legion and the Wolf Face Legion, and rushed into the group of lightly armored soldiers.

Like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep.

Wherever you go, there is only a bloody road!

"It's time."

Earl Palmer suddenly clamped his legs, and the gray leopard demon pet under his crotch moved its steps and slowly rushed towards the front line!

The crimson metal staff in his hand squirmed and twisted amidst the sound of the spell, turning into thin threads and drilling into Earl Palmer's body, stretching the blood vessels on his body surface, as if forming a defense wall under his skin.

This is a fourth-level magic, the Demonic Bloodline Equipment. It is a method used by magicians when forced to engage in close combat - sacrificing a staff of at least level 3 and treating it as it integrates into one's own blood vessels to extremely strengthen the user in a short period of time. body.

Immediately afterwards, a series of mantras flowed out of his mouth.

“Sleep is a preview of death, and the deadliest scythe is always gentle and invisible.

The songs and laughter will pass, and the silent death is the end of all things.

Decay and decline are not inevitable.

To accommodate death with life, as tenderly as a lover’s caress——

Withering touch. "

As the chanting of the mantra was completed, billowing green phosphorus fire suddenly appeared on the ground, and gray-white death air rose like smoke. The smoke lingered on his right hand, turning his right hand into a crystal-clear jade-like texture. With a dead white color again!

This is the only true instant-death magic among the fourth-level magic.

Once touched by this palm, even a fifth-level extraordinary person will die if he is not careful!

Raven is getting closer and closer, and the gray leopard under Lord Palmer's crotch is running faster and faster!

The soldiers around him couldn't stop their decline and collapsed, but Palmer was the only one to go upstream!

This is the best time. Raven had just broken through the heavy-armored infantry formation, and the speed of his mount inevitably slowed down. The spear in his hand had been broken, and now only an enchanted long sword was still in his hand.

More importantly, Raven could no longer cast any magic while wearing heavy armor!

Palmer's speed was getting faster and faster!

Rays of light exploded under the robe, covering him with layers of halos.

The swiftness of a cat, the brute force of an ox, the sharpness of an eagle, and the heavy enhancement magic covered his body. After that, the magic pet under his crotch roared, and another layer of deadly white Styx soul mud wrapped around his body.

Under the heavy protection, even a 4th-level knight would not be able to break through his defense.

He was not here to die, but to reap Raven's life.

As long as Raven could not kill him with a sword, as long as he could touch any part of Raven's body, the withering touch could take away Raven's soul!

He could make countless mistakes, but if Raven made a slight mistake, he would definitely die here.

And now that Raven has already rushed up, there is no room for him to turn around!

A leopard and a horse finally approached at this moment.

However, Raven suddenly dropped the long sword in his hand and clenched his fist.

Palmer didn't know why Raven did this, but he had no other choice at this time!

The gray leopard jumped high, and Palmer's right hand went straight to Raven's fist!

Under the blessing of heavy magic, his speed was no less than that of an ordinary 3rd-level extraordinary.

At this moment, Palmer heard Raven's voice:

"Too slow..."

What! ?

Before he could react, his vision was filled with a golden light!

That was the light bursting from Raven's eyes under his helmet.

Imprinted into Palmer's soul!

An invisible energy wrapped around Raven's fist, and before it came into contact, the thick death energy attached to Palmer's right hand collapsed.

Exploded into a gray haze all over the sky.

The withering touch was shattered alive!

The golden light pierced through the mist, and the fist hit Palmer's palm!

The dead white Styx Soul Mud was blown away like milk, revealing the red blood vessels woven with blood weapons underneath.

Collapse, collapse, collapse——

Under the huge pressure, the blood vessels broke one by one, dyeing Palmer's skin bloody!

The power was transmitted back along the arm, the bones shattered inch by inch, the flesh and blood exploded, and Palmer's entire arm was destroyed!

The remaining power made Palmer and his magic pet stagnate in the air, and then fell to the ground with a puff!

Raven continued to move forward.

Count Palmer froze in place, and the magic halo on his body gradually dissipated.

The dead white Styx Soul Mud faded, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Do you have such a strong physique...?"

"Really, I'm unwilling..."

Boom——

The whole body, including the magic pet under the crotch, exploded at the same time, turning into a bloody rain!

"Ah...Ah!!!!!!!"

Looking at this tragic scene, watching Raven, covered in blood, rushing towards him, watching the iron cavalry behind him like visitors from hell, Marquis Faraday let out a meaningless wail from his throat!

The eagle banner behind Raven was fluttering in the wind at high speed, and the eagle on it seemed to be alive, swooping down and tearing his throat apart!

The family's honor, personal reputation, noble pride, and loyalty to the country all disappeared in an instant.

There was only the instinct to survive.

Tearing off the helmet on his head, Faraday's facial features had been distorted:

"Surrender--!!!!"

"Pass my order, surrender, surrender!!!!"

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