The Amber Sword

The night belongs to those who never sleep. The surviving army of undead take advantage of the night, and the ridges of the valley in the darkness are like giant monsters, the silent dark forest, the dull meadows and the rubble. The scenery formed by the river bank receded rapidly from the pale vision of the undead. The blood stick and its high-level corpse witches are protected at the center of these skeleton riders. It lifts up the bare skull and looks at the south of the river valley. The low light reflected by the flowing river outlines the valley in that direction The narrow shape of the pass, behind that is the exit to the Silman Valley.

At the mouth of the river valley, there is a quiet camp, similar to all undead military camps. This camp is composed of a large number of bone thorns and a few large black tents. It is empty at the moment. There is nothing in it that shows signs of activity. The army of the undead stopped under the order of the blood stick, where a team of corpses was originally stationed. They had hundreds of skeleton warriors under their command. However, these undead seemed to be turned into air at the moment, missing them.

The Blood Scepter sent several scouts. These scouts quickly ran back, and the news they brought back was consistent with what it saw. The camp was empty and there were no traces of fighting.

Blood Staff was not a fool, and immediately understood that he had enemies on the back road.

"It found us." Blend exhaled a white breath in the cold night. There was only sparse light in the rainy night. The blade in his hand was dark and no reflection.

"It's awareness, not discovery," Alea corrected.

"It's almost the same."

"No, it's a lot worse. Tactically, being aware of existence means we've determined our place, but realizing it's just speculation. The difference is huge. Brend, it's not yours that is vague. Style. "

"you shut up."

Alea wanted to say more, but Pello Jr looked back at him and said, "You shut up." He opened his mouth, and finally closed his mouth honestly. There was a smirk in the dark night, and the young Cruzs were obviously used to the appearance of Aleia.

"That's the undead?" Asked a female knight curiously.

Little Pelo looked at the bones from a distance. Nodded.

"The empire fought against them in Kerry. This is what they were like. Those undead wizards were doing the desecration of corpses on the side of the empire, and the temple should already punish them."

"Aren't you afraid?" Alea asked curiously. "I heard you women are afraid of these bones."

"Alia, you shut up!" The horsewoman replied angrily: "I can't vomit out of a dog's mouth!"

"They're alert, what should we do?" Brende asked, looking straight at a saddle, sitting straight on a saddle, like a javelin. There was drizzle under the night, and military uniforms clung to the body like wet hair. The gap in the armor seemed to be full of water, which made people feel very uncomfortable, but it could not shake him, it was like a model of the Imperial Knights.

"It's okay, here is the way they must go. Lord Count is fighting beautifully. They don't have much left. We can just wait here. There is no need to play any conspiracy with them." Pello answered .

"The more complicated the tactics, the more likely it is to fail." Bren thought as if recitation of the scriptures.

"Doctrine," Alaya whispered.

The Folding Sword Knights formed a formation on the river beach 100 meters away from the other side of the undead camp. The cavalry of hundreds of people was silent on the gravel. Only rows of cavalry swords were left, with a pair of bright blue-eyed eyes.

Blood Staff quickly found this unusual cavalry, and it was a little surprised, because it thought it would be attacked, but did not expect these bold humans to stand in front of themselves , I want to confront myself. It suddenly felt a sense of shame. If a day ago, how could such a small human cavalry dare to be so arrogant, but even now, it still has more than a thousand skeleton cavalry on its hands. These human cavalry are simply not looking at themselves.

The skull wand crunched in the blood staff's handle. It was as if feeling the anger that was beating in the fire of its burning soul, and several necromancer apprentices who followed it hurriedly reminded him that this might be a human trap.

But the blood stick shook his head, and before it spoke, the dark mercenaries around him gave out empty and unnecessary laughter.

Blood Staff looked at these guys with an annoyed glance: "It's not necessary, this is the way we must go. They can just attack directly, there is no need to make it so mysterious."

"No more than three hundred," the dark mercenaries who started to sneer quickly estimated the number of Cruz knights. Darkness was an ally of the eternal dead. "These humans really don't know how to live or die."

"Send the scouts to explore the strength." Blood Staff suddenly felt something dangerous.

Cruz's young people looked at the squadron of cavalry separated from the undead army, and immediately understood the other party's attempt. Pelo little jerked, gestured, and ordered Brund to lead a squad of knights to welcome him. Go up. These sword knights are by no means new recruits on the battlefield. Before the death and death encounter in the Dead Frost Forest, they had already played against many enemies. These bones were just an episode of their military career. Brende soon Intercepting that squad of skeleton cavalry, and the two sides started a slaughter. It took only a few minutes to kill the opposite, but the undead did not turn around and escaped, which made him slightly surprised and cautious.

The army of the undead is indeed very different from those opponents he once encountered.

"The strength of the silver rank is between the middle and lower reaches." The dark mercenaries from the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon quickly concluded that the fire of the soul in their eyes flashed, while using a husky voice and a blood stick Said.

"I'm afraid there is hidden strength, that is to say, Eruin has another fourth-tier cavalry team." Blood Staff Shen answered, "No wonder it is so arrogant."

Its tone was full of unwillingness, and it felt that it should not come to Eruin at all. Its past understanding of the kingdom was completely subverted within a day, and it has not even figured out that the elite is beyond him. Imagine where the human army came from. There should not be such an army in the south of the kingdom, and no one has told it that the news it received from all sources indicates that this is the most empty moment in the south of the kingdom.

but now. The blood stick was faintly aware, and he seemed to be sold.

It is very alert, and I already understand that this road back to Madara is not so easy, but it still has a chance. It has taken all the high-level corpses from the battlefield. This is its most important branch. power. As long as this foundation is still there, it will have a day of resurgence. It looked back and looked coldly at what it thought was the 'Eruin cavalry'. Its strength was almost six times that of the opponent. Even if this cavalry was a fourth-tier army, it still had Certain advantages.

"These humans must understand that the night belongs to the eternal immortal."

The blood wand gently waved his skull wand and pointed forward—

Skeleton cavalry began to disperse, these bony horses, flame-riding riders walking side by side in the valley. The trot ran forward, and it quickly became a wedge-shaped attack formation. During the entire process, the entire army hardly made a sound, only the crunch of the bones and horseshoes falling on the gravel, and the hair was empty. This quiet momentum is enough to keep any human army out of breath, but the young men of the Folding Knights are an exception. They have seen scenes of wolves rushing above the tundra. This scene in front of them is in death frost. Compared to the forest.

"They're here!" Alaya growled even excitedly.

"They have to come," Brend replied.

"You guy is really boring."

Little Pello looked back at this time. The eyes swept across everyone's face: "Master Count Tonigel told us that we had better not expose our strength above gold, which is related to our main mission to stay here. So you understand how this battle should be fought ? "

"Hey--"

"Ah!" Hearing the words of Pello, the crowd suddenly sighed and sighed.

"What fun is there, little Pelo." Alea couldn't help but choke up, "Let's do a good job, the bones will be rusty!"

"You can talk to His Royal Highness then." Little Pello answered him with a sideways glance.

Now these young people from Cruz are speechless, and let them go to bargain with His Royal Highness. It might as well kill them. Everyone knows that the eldest son of the emperor is serious, and is usually so serious that he will die. He is about the same age as them next year, but it is like they are ten years older. The key is that the eldest son also has the presence of the legion leader. These young people can dare to ignore the majesty of the royal family. But Veronica looked like a cat and a mouse.

The knights' squares suddenly became silent, and Pello nodded with satisfaction: "Get ready, the first wave of attacks."

He raised his hands.

The knights raised their hands together, as if suddenly a black forest rose.

At this distance, the blood stick is difficult to see the movement of the Cruzians, but it still notices the anomaly. The skeleton knight has entered the best distance for the sprint, but the opponent is still motionless. What is the reason? Didn't the commander of the other side understand that when the two cavalry met, whoever ran up first and entered the best attack position would have the upper hand. Moreover, the number of cavalry of these Eruins is far less than it. In theory, they should rely on the advantage of flexibility to pre-empt and remedy the weakness of the army, but the other party seems to be frightened, standing innocently There.

Of course, the blood stick does not think that the other party is frightened, would a commander who can command a Tier IV army be a fool? It instinctively felt that there was a conspiracy, but at this time it was too late, the army had already started, and it was impossible to stop or turn.

"What the **** is going on?" For the first time, he couldn't help but ask the unruly dark mercenaries.

But these experienced tactical masters were dumbfounded at the moment, they didn't understand what this weird cavalry wanted to do, and finally an elderly necromancer from the barren territory on the far east of the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon saw Some clues, "They seem to be preparing some spells!" When the undead wizard saw this, his voice changed a bit, because it was not seen, but felt the oncoming majesty. Magic breath.

Ready for a spell?

The blood stick was dumbfounded. Today he saw a horse archer and a cavalry without a war horse. I saw a wizard who was used as an archer, but I didn't expect to see a cavalry wizard in armor at the end. "They are wearing armour and full cavalry armor, you tell me they are preparing for spells!" The Blood Staff shouted angrily.

But as soon as his words fell, a dazzling light appeared in the square formation of the Folding Knights.

The young Cruz knights held their right hands up, unlike most knights in the Knights. Most of them wear not thick iron guards, but beautiful platinum guards. The biggest difference between this guard and ordinary guards is that the ten fingers are not connected. It has an elegant and delicate beauty. In addition to its artistic beauty, the biggest advantage of this hand guard is that it can leave a place for the wearer to wear a ring. Of course, not ordinary rings, but those little secrets on the two sides of the magic triangle, the so-called witches-

Magic ring.

On the fingers of these Cruz young people. It was a beautiful ring of glittering, inlaid with ruby, flame agate, emerald, and sapphire crystal. Each ring was carved with countless magic arrays with mysterious runes.

If Brando's army is already extremely luxurious in the eyes of the Earl of Jacques, but compared to these younger generations from the Cruzs, it is really the gap between beggars and rich men. Eighty were descended from the various families of the empire. The cost of equipment on each of them was almost enough to arm an entire knighthood. This money was only a small sum of nine cattle to the heritage of the imperial nobility. Seems to be a matter of course, but in the backcountry of Eruin. But it was the first time it had ever happened.

The Blood Staff was fortunate to witness how the Cruz's elite knights showed off their force and wealth.

In some ways, it was Madara's first person.

...

Jarvette was standing next to her warhorse. The gap between the heavy white armor on her body seemed to endlessly blazing flames. This dark sea was called the banshee by all dark lords. Ms. Wang rarely showed her face in real life, but today she rarely wears a helmet. There is a pale face under the helmet. For a lady, this face is considered to be beautiful, but it is full of coldness; her hair is like a burning phosphorous fire, and silver flames are scattered from time to time, silhouetted against a flat forehead without the slightest blood, like a sword. Under the eyebrows, a pair of silver eyes were hidden in the sunken eyes. She was pursing her thin lips at the moment, her cheeks were a little bit hollow, and the whole person was very silent.

She didn't speak, but her eyes shone against the distant fire.

Several banshees guarded the banshee king.

"Let's go." After watching for a moment, she turned suddenly and grabbed the saddle and got on horseback. The banshee's voice was very ethereal, as if singing quietly: "There is nothing to look at, the blood stick is over."

"Your Majesty, are you saying that the Eruins defeated the Blood Staff?" A banshee asked sharply.

"Don't call me Your Majesty, Winnie, there is only one of Her Majesty's Majesty," replied Yalvette, "It is not surprising that the Eruin defeated the Blood Staff itself. It is just a fool. Instaron has been playing around. The poor guy thought that His Majesty would secretly acquiesce in his behavior-ah, I really admire Targus, and dare to deal with that guy, even someone like Instaron, even treats you Sometimes you have to help him count the money. "

Jarvette teased the confidantes of the few Supreme People in the empire recklessly. The banshees made hissing noises and did not dare to answer.

She finally glanced at the flash on the other side of the mountain and said to herself: "But the Eruin did surprise me. Did you see that this is the heritage of this ancient land. Don't underestimate any enemy After thousands of years of precipitation, they have some ingenious knowledge and secrets that can always bring you accidents. But accidents in war are deadly, and blood sticks always look at him with the foolish eyes of the past. Opponent, today is a battle of life and death. It wo n’t keep its hands. Why will its enemies be merciful? Ah, the new dark aristocrats in the empire ca n’t wait to make a contribution on this land, but this time I ’m afraid There is a reason to convince them. "

"Why does your Majesty care about this little Eruin?"

Jarvette shook her head and did not refute her personal waitress. She knew in her heart that the Supreme One was not concerned about Eruin, but the attitude of the four temples. Eruin suddenly showed a strong side today. It's hard to say exactly what is behind it. The Earl of Tonigel seems to have something to do with the Wind Elves, but he has the power of the church and the trace of the temple. He seems to have emerged out of nowhere overnight and has a powerful force.

"interesting."

She whispered, "It's interesting."

But there was another word she didn't say. She had a faint feeling in her heart, and the Eruin army had a faint atmosphere that made her feel very familiar. The banshee shook her head and muttered under her heart:

"No, this should not be possible."

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