"Hahahaha! Presqing, I knew you were going to jump off the wall!"

Amber chuckled and raised his sword.

"Cavalry regiment, for the sake of our empire, for the glory of Vichy!

Embattled, this army of night raids was surrounded by layers. But even so, this army, which was already in the dead ground, was still fighting the trapped beasts.

"I admit, Amber Qing, your talent is indeed outstanding. Pree's gaze changed slightly, "You've laid out all your troops perfectly, and you're young. Your future glory will definitely not be worse than any knight on this continent called 'White Dew Dandy'!"

A hint of pity flashed on Pree's face: "However, knights are not monsters who only rush to kill on the battlefield! junior with little seniority!! The whole army will attack! Let them understand the strength of our warriors of the Kingdom of Raldor!"

Kill, kill, kill——!

The song of frost is played by the cold wind, and the cold air will surely corrode the soul.

Click......

Shaking off the slag of ice that was gradually forming on the back of his hand, Freud clenched his sword.

"Knightly glory, that kind of thing has long ceased to exist. Floyd glanced at the soldier beside him, shivering from the cold, and looked into the distance again.

No, that can't be called far away.

The direction of the cold air was the iron cavalry of the northern country, and they were armed with spears to crush this army. The archers in the distance drew their bows, making it not only the cold that was whistling in the wind.

"Fight the rain of arrows!"

Raising their shields, the shieldguards' eyes were filled with unconcealable fear.

There are brave men in the world who are not afraid of the rain of arrows, and they dare to face all hardships and hardships, but they are definitely not these soldiers. The soldiers deserve the title of "brave", but they are by no means the "brave" as the ballad suggests.

They're nothing more than ......

Whoosh - sting!

The feathers of the arrows swept away the cold wind, and their cast-iron arrows pierced the fragile leather armor with a chill, tearing apart the cotton garments already stained with sweat and blood, and finally nailed into the soldiers' chests.

"Ahh

"Replenish the position! Continue to the top!" the solemn-looking officer commanded the battlefield, doing his best to maintain the formation.

His comrades may have fallen, but he has no time to grieve and be sad.

Stay alive, keep fighting - break through! Stay alive!

The only thing everyone can do is to maintain a formation that will be torn apart by the cold wind at any time, and maintain the body that is shivering because of the cold, and hold on until the last moment.

"Someone once said that the Wind and Rain Forest is the courtyard of the wind god......" Lear picked up an arrow, "Hold on, hold on, we want to live!"

Weken silently raised his newly-equipped shield, feeling the impact of the arrows as they slammed into the shield.

The wooden shield had already been nailed open by a few arrows, and no one knew how long this inferior wooden shield would last under those cast-iron feathered arrows. No one knows how many times the northern archers hiding in the outermost part of the encirclement will be able to fire their bows......

"Aeolus' courtyard?" Weken felt his knees go limp.

The cold air entered the body, and the whole body was very heavy.

It's like, lying down, sleeping on the frozen ground......

Click!

With his feet raised, stepping away from the thin ice marks that were devouring him, Weken forced his composure.

The frost magic of the enemy mage will greatly deplete his physical strength, greatly affecting his ability to move.

This is not the deadliest, the deadliest is the ice that bursts from time to time, and the bursting ice slag is like a bomb, which can overturn and kill the people around it at any time.

The iron armor may still be able to resist two times before it can be transformed, and the light leather armor will be directly punctured by those ice slags like fragment grenades.

"If there really were gods, would he allow the war dead to sleep in peace?" Wei Ken glanced at his comrades whose bodies were gradually frozen to death on the ground.

Sou!

The last wave of arrows fell, and this army, which originally had 5,000 men, was reduced to only 3,000 at this time.

And at the moment when the rain of arrows is over, this army, exhausted by the rain of arrows and frost, will face the enemy's iron cavalry.

The eyes of the cavalrymen under their helmets flashed like a wolf's fierce light. In their eyes, these physical strengths have been greatly consumed, and the enemies who seem to have been frightened by the rain of arrows are all war exploits.

Chop off their heads and take them back as a battle, and your glory will be made into a medal.

"Kill—whoa!!"

Swish!

A wall of fire rose from beneath the enemy's cavalry, turning directly into a wall of flames that swallowed up its glorious ambitions.

"Amber, as a general, you are still too young. Preese smiled slightly, and continued to order the soldiers to follow the advance of the wall of fire to tear through the gaps in the enemy's defenses.

"Presqing, this trick is really beautiful. Amber frowned slightly, and motioned for the mage team to step forward and speed up the use of frost magic.

Preece didn't think much of it, signaling the team to retreat, ready to break through.

The cold wind was blocked, and all the soldiers within the wall of flames breathed a sigh of relief and gave a small cheer for the lingering breath. They feel that even if they have received their own military exploits, they are by no means more exciting than the current "timely fire".

Freud watched the tide of battle change and opened his mouth to say something, but finally shook his head helplessly.

He is not the one to command this battle, and he is not qualified to influence the changes in the tide of battle.

"Everyone, prepare to evacuate!" Freud thought to the people next to him to order, and directly prepared to lead the team to break through.

"General?" Lear frowned, but didn't ask anything.

"Keeping our people alive is already the limit. Let the bitter fruit of failure be eaten by those who should bear it. Floyd waved his hand and motioned for Lear to follow.

Pres commanded the team to lunge left and right, and finally tore a gap in one of the enemy's weak spots.

Amber's face changed, and he nodded appreciatively: "Presqing, worthy of being a knight of the Kingdom of Raldor, but-"

Pree's face sank.

Not only him, but everyone's joy that was just preparing to break through was all in vain at this time.

"I'm still the better one!" Amber said with a triumphant smile on his face.

Behind the layers of enemies is a wall of ice in which all the people are trapped. It is believed that as long as Amber's mage team does not die, then this ice wall will be the most impregnable line of defense.

"For the Empire, for the Emperor, for the Prince, for the Princess, for the Infantry, charge!" Amber laughed, waving his sword and ordering the march.

Not only the cavalry, but also their infantry rushed forward with the determination to encircle the enemy.

"General!"

Wei Ken looked at the enemy like a tide, and his scalp tingled.

"Stick to the formation!"

Floyd frowned.

Boom!

On the other side, there was a sound like the collapse of the city wall.

"Be careful! the enemy mage is going to get serious!" exclaimed Freud.

The surrounding wall of ice is supported by the magic of the mages, and at this time, this army has been cornered, so the other three walls of ice have no meaning to exist.

"Smash it open!huh?

A soldier attempted to break through the wall of ice that was blocking his escape route, and was engulfed in ice, becoming one with the wall.

"Raise your shield!" a dense fine sweat appeared on Pree's forehead, "The mage team keeps up and defends against the enemy's spells!"

There's not much time left to catch your breath...... I can't figure it out, no matter how good I am at playing with power, I can't win this mortal chess game!

I can't win! What I am facing is not the "chess game" that the bastard said at all! This duel, perhaps, my own "rook", will have to be lost here.

"Unwilling!" Pree's eyes were bloodshot, but he was helpless.

......