Realm of Power

"Dang" an arrow cluster hit Tucket's shield, making a crisp sound like raindrops, and bounced sideways.

The horse galloping under his legs neighed, and the goshawk war flag held high in his hand made him look like an immortal god of war among the corpses lying on the ground.

For some unknown reason, all the crossbowmen deflected this most eye-catching target. The opponent's battle flag was still fluttering at the mountain pass. Countless locust-like arrow clusters regarded him as nothing, whirring away. He was whizzing past, but he was unscathed by the dense rain of arrows.

"Pa" A falcon cavalry wearing green heavy armor was shot through by several arrows and fell from his horse. The soldiers around him screamed tragically, making Tackett, who was running at the front, stunned for a moment. When I turned my horse's head to cross the mountain pass, I took the opportunity to look back.

This glance made his brain suddenly congested, and the hand holding the battle flag trembled.

"Being cheated" is an indescribable feeling. (Just read the novel?~.) (Please remember our website w.) This man, who was not even afraid of death, felt heart-piercing pain at this moment. The 300 elite cavalry who followed closely behind him were all shot. Falling to the ground, 1,500 falcon cavalry formed a charging group and were blocked in two sections at the mountain pass just around the corner.

The width of nearly a hundred meters in the middle was almost unobstructed, and even the corpses that were originally blocked were moved away. It was simply the best breakthrough point. But just like this, countless falcon cavalry were staggered the moment they crossed the mountain pass. Explosive arrow nets pierced the whole body, and people and horses fell down, leaving a pile of tragic corpses on the ground.

The courage that allowed them to fight to the death without stopping was the battle flag in their hands, which represented the glory of the falcon cavalry.

“Fooled”

Avize, who was in the group behind the Falcon Cavalry, punched the tree angrily, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. Although he had expected that this breakout battle would be brutal, he did not expect it to end like this.

The battle entered the climax at the first moment. There was no excessiveness or confrontation, but only one-sided massacre.

Although there are not many people in the black military formations on both sides of the mountain pass, at the front of the military formation, several rows of soldiers holding strange weapons are constantly rotating back and forth. Powerful arrow clusters are shot out from there, and there are bursts of harsh tremors. The sound filled the nearby air with a tearing atmosphere, and the neighing and screams of war horses came one after another.

The falcon cavalry, which he was proud of, was like a bird stuck in a big net, getting stuck tighter and tighter in the struggle until it completely lost its strength. The never-ending curtain of arrows created by the opponent completely blocked its progress. intersection,

Not to mention war horses, even the tiny oriole cannot pass through the dense arrow net.

“Hope is ahead, but it’s far away”

The vicious intentions of the other party made Avi feel powerless for the first time. The whistling of arrows tearing through the air in the distance, and the sound of war horses falling to the ground and neighing after being struck by arrows, made it feel like a hell on earth.

Although the swift falcon cavalry were extremely tenacious and ferocious, under the sniper attack of the ridiculously powerful crossbows, they had no chance of taking a step beyond the thunder pool.

The huge mountain pass became the tomb of the 300 falcon cavalry who moved forward to clear the way. The black military formations on both sides of the mountain pass were like a strong gate, shooting down any enemy who tried to cross the mountain pass.

Only Tuckett, who was the first to lead the way, still held the battle flag and stood in the pile of corpses with a blank look on his face. He looked at his companions who were following behind him, with a look of pain on his face. After hesitating for a while, he suddenly accelerated his horse. , rushed towards the black military formation on the left,

"This guy is quite a rough guy."

Saltersto, who was in charge of the command, looked at Tackett, who was charging forward on a single horse, with a look of respect on his ferocious face.

It is the order given by the Grand Duke to avoid the opponent's forward flag bearer. Only in this way can all the cavalry in the valley be drawn out.

Otherwise, Tackett, who rushed at the front, would have become a hedgehog even if he had nine lives. But no one expected that this lucky guy would end his life in such a decisive and tragic way.

"Stop and let me come"

Salters waved his hand to suppress the crossbow that was about to be fired by a sharpshooter next to him, and took the latest heavy infantry crossbow from the guard behind him with a solemn expression.

Staring at the figure of Tackett who was getting closer and closer, he lightly clasped his fingers, and a swift arrow burst out from the crossbow, drawing a white shadow in the air.

Seeing the white light coming from the opposite side, Tackett subconsciously raised the cavalry buckler in his hand.

"Clang" a huge impact sound came, and the powerful force came from the shield, which shocked his body, and huge pain came from the arm holding the shield.

"Puff!" A bloody arrow penetrated the bones of his hand and came out from the back of his arm. The shield and arm were firmly nailed together, dripping with blood.

"Come on, you cowards, get in through my chest if you can."

Tackett raised his bloody right hand without fear, and in front of everyone, roared loudly to demonstrate to the shooter on the opposite side. The violent movements of his hand opened the wound, and bright red blood flowed along the shield.

"Bang!" Another sound of tearing the air penetrated from his throat. His shouts stopped abruptly. The body was thrown ten meters away by the horse. A cluster of white arrows was inserted into his chest, as if it were covered with a flower. The little white flower, his eyes wide open, showing a look of relief, the war flag falling down, covering his face, trembling slightly in the morning mist wind

"This is a good flag bearer and a loyal warrior. He should not live cowardly." Fatty slowly put down the heavy crossbow in his hand and sighed with emotion,

This made Nilai's eyes flashed. Everyone knew that Samor Falcon had countless bones in his name. Who could believe that this sentimental guy in front of him was the true face of Falcon and could die? Under the crossbow of the continent's top general, the Normandy flag-bearer was content. (Just read the novel?~.)ww.yzuuclick m

"Why does this idiot come back!"

Avi turned away with regret and clenched his fists. The arrow killed Tackett and also destroyed the last hope of the Falcon Cavalry.

Avi, who was keen-eyed, saw that the arrows came from a row of cavalry behind the black army formation. It was a fat man wearing black armor, and there was a woman dressed as Salander next to him.

The other party also turned his head, looking at him from a distance of hundreds of meters, his eyes were like daggers, with a deep chill. The two people's eyes collided in the air, and then separated quickly. The other party's youth surprised both of them.

Tackett's death caused the falcon cavalry behind them to stop charging, but half of them had been lost at this moment, leaving only more than 400 people. The two armies faced each other on this small mountain pass.

It seems that my end is not far away,

At noon, a Norman soldier with a white flag slowly walked out of the valley. It was not easy to pass through the valley full of corpses. This Norman soldier staggered and walked slowly over the corpses. , occasionally stopping to touch the corpse under his feet to see if it was still breathing.

"Stop." Two Guards Cavalry blocked his way, with cold swords lying in front of him.

"Our general wants to know who defeated him"

This soldier looks very young, and his movements can tell that he has a good background. His eyes are clear, containing the passion and blood that a young man should have. He has fine brown hair with a few curls, and on his lips that have not yet grown stubble, It was just a thin ring of fluff, and the armor on his body was covered in mud and blood. I didn’t know whether it was his or stained by the corpse.

Because of the continuous fierce battles and failed blows, his young and fair face looked very haggard, but his straight back showed a sense of sophistication and maturity that did not belong to this age, and his eyes swept across the murderous Satsuma in front of him. My guard, his expression remains unchanged.

"Who is your general?" Fatty looked at the young man and said,

The young man raised his head and glanced at Fatty, and found that he was followed by a group of serious-looking cavalrymen. Knowing that this guy might be a big shot, he hesitated for a while, puffed up his chest and said in a loud voice

"Our general is the undefeated goshawk, Avize." The young man raised his head. Although he was embarrassed, he gave people an unruly feeling.

"Are you talking about the guy with a cluster of red feathers on his head? Apart from his fierce gaze, I really can't see what he has to do with the goshawk."

Fatty smiled disapprovingly. The young man in front of him reminded him of some forgotten memories.

Once upon a time, I, the so-called number one general in the mainland, was forced into a desperate situation like this and had to fight to the death. It's just that I won and the opponent lost. If it weren't for my luck, I might have been forced into a desperate situation now. It’s me, this young man’s courage is eye-catching

"Who is your Excellency?" When the young man heard Fatty's teasing, his face suddenly turned red. He glared at Fatty and asked extremely rudely.

"On this continent, no one can call the goshawk Avize in this tone. If it weren't for your trick, you would never be able to bind the goshawk's wings. You Salanders are like this, except for playing tricks. The means are simply an inferior nation. We Normans will pay back ten times the insult to our Norman heroes."

"Haha, I'm not a big man, but I have a bad temper." The corner of Fatty's mouth curled up slightly, looking at the arrogant young man and said, "I tell you, general, there is no undefeated general in this world. War is a cruel game. Some There is only strength and luck. His failure was precisely because of his luck. If he had not wanted to ambush me, he would not have ended up in this situation."

""My name is Falcon Dustin, you tell him, this is what I said," the fat voice paused and said in a deep voice.

"Falcon Dustan?" The young man frowned and muttered for a while, then raised his head and stared at Fatty, as if he wanted to memorize Fatty's face.

After walking a few meters, he suddenly turned around, looked at Fatty and said loudly, "My name is Feroges. I hope you remember this name, because one day, I will defeat you with dignity and dignity on the battlefield." ..

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