Chapter 34: The Rise and Fall of the Dark Tide (1)
But at this moment, the sound of horses' hooves landed on the battlefield like a torrential rain! Archon Keros turned his head in shock, and a flaming lion banner had already pierced into the rear of the Imperial soldiers with a strong attitude, and like a red-hot sharp knife piercing into butter, it instantly carved out a depth of nearly thirty meters on the front line! It was a team of unevenly equipped cavalry, some wearing a full set of shiny silver lion armor, they were serious lion knights, but many more were nondescript mix-and-match, and the protective gear on their bodies came from the standard equipment of various regular army units in Sarion, from light cavalry to assault swordsmen, which looked like a ragtag army, but this ragtag army-like unit showed extraordinary military qualities. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 The knight led by Info held a large blunt-tipped cavalry spear in his hand, and he swung it with one hand, knocking the Imperial soldiers along the way to the ground.
"Hell!" The Archon of Kairos whispered, "That's the chivalrous knight of Sarion, and ...... Kenrico! How could he be here! ”
The sudden arrival of reinforcements lifted the spirits of the already languishing Sarionians, and after seeing the hope of breaking out, they stormed the encirclement again. Scoleroru frowned and stepped forward, but a cavalry spear had already swung in front of him, bringing the wind of Shen Xiong. How could any knight use a cavalry spear after a charge? The long body of the spear is difficult to spread out in the crowd, but Kenrico is such a maverick knight, and his strong arm strength also gives him the capital of maverick, the obviously tailor-made riding spear in Kenrico's hands is as arrogant as a bull in heat, and some people even argue about who has more strength between him and Ravenston's "iron bear". However, there is one thing that makes Kenrico's supporters a little discouraged, that is, "Iron Bear" Alaric is a super-first-class powerhouse in Livingston, and Kenrico is just a young knight who became famous in the knightly tournament in Sarion, and has never experienced the battlefield, and today is even his debut on the battlefield, and his resume is 108,000 miles behind. Pande, whose record is the right to speak, undoubtedly prevents him from being among the top performers.
Scoleroru didn't dare to take it hard, the kinetic energy of such a heavy riding spear wielded was as furious as a hurricane, and the impact would pierce through the heavy armor and flesh like a hungry wolf, shattering your internal organs. He turned sideways to avoid it, and just as he wanted to raise his sword in return, Ken Rico had already brazenly pressed down on the mounted spear, and he was actually about to smash the commander's mount!
A cold glint flashed in Scoleroru's eyes, and he threw a spear from zero distance, the tip of which slashed into Kenriko's heart. Kenrico was shocked and desperately twisted his body to avoid the vital point, but that was all, at such a close distance, there was only a beam of light in front of him that was extremely fast!
Throwing a spear through his chest, Kenriko spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back, but a smile of triumph appeared on his face. What is he laughing at? Scoleroru was stunned, and he caught a glimpse of two black snakes bursting into the air!
Damn it! It's the nuns of hell! Ken Riko put so much pressure on him that the commander actually ignored another super-first-class martial artist on the battlefield! The commander tried his best to dodge in horror, but just like Kenriko before, he could only do his best to avoid the vital point, and the black key pierced into his right chest and lower abdomen, and Scoleroru seemed to be hit head-on by a heavy hammer, and the huge impact even knocked him off his horse.
Captain Shadow is down!
The Imperial soldiers were in an uproar, but the Saarionites cheered, and the Duke of Elfwan personally took the lead, and with one force, he successfully cut through the line of the Imperial people. They even wanted to capture Scoleroru. If it weren't for the Archon of Kairos who pounced on him like a mad dog with his guards, the Sarionians might have succeeded, but they still snatched out the badly wounded Kenriko, and under the cover of the chivalrous knight, the sword and shield flag flew away.
Scoleroru struggled to his feet, his forehead covered with fine cold sweat from the pain, his lips squirmed to say something, and the archon had held him down. "Go back and recuperate." He said softly, not showing any frustration at the defeat, but looking up at the sky, the fire in the castle of Carlindern gradually subsided, the sky was blue again, the white clouds were wandering lazily, and a white bird fluttered its wings and flew by. "The feast is over."
The voice of the Archon swept across the plains of Callindern like a heron over a vast land soaked in the blood of countless Panders.
"It's almost there." Jeffrey's tone was filled with heartfelt happiness and exhaustion. He almost couldn't believe that the road had been uneventful, let alone the Death Knight Squad, and even the thieves who robbed the path had not bumped into it, so smoothly that Jeffrey, who was mentally prepared, had a happy sense of emptiness for the first time.
In front of the standing jade-white giant, piled up with all the rhetoric in the world is difficult to describe its brilliance, it is a majestic city, the city wall up to tens of meters high seems to be a tower shield standing on the central plain, surging from top to bottom with majestic power and beauty. Two white towers were erected in the city, and the spires of the towers went straight into the sky, and with the clouds surging, it seemed to be rubbing against the sky from a distance.
The first heroic city in the world, Sarion. In the bloody battle that established the position of Pande's republic, the Kavala of Winderholm, who had conquered half of Pande, threw in as many as 150,000 troops and ran over the central plain with a thunderous force, but his opponent, a tyrant who was not inferior to him, had already entered the city first, and a total of 400,000 men on both sides fought an offensive and defensive battle around Saarion that would make the sun and the moon dark, and it is said that at the height of the battle, blood poured out of the city like rain and flowed along the city walls, as if hanging a scarlet waterfall.
The bloody battle ended in Kavala's victory, and he eventually ascended the throne and wore the crown that was said to be a godsend, and no one ever called him the Kavala of Winderholm again, but called him Kavala the Great in awe. And the honor of being the first to be canonized by the new emperor did not belong to General Alfred, who accompanied him in the northern and southern wars, nor to the West Coast tycoon Oyeni, who supported him at all costs, but to Sarion, who had hindered him for half a year. "I, Kavala, take up the crown of the Emperor; My immortal throne will stand in the world's most majestic city, Sarion; The iron hooves of my conquest will sweep through the Pander continent! ”
Ai Xiu subconsciously stretched out his hand, as if to hold the majestic city with one hand. He had studied the history of Salion, and when he saw it with his own eyes, the sonorous oath of Emperor Cavala turned over in his mind, the oath of the conqueror, which once sprinkled the glory of the sword in the golden palace, and still proud after three centuries!
Such an arrogant new emperor is undoubtedly extremely arrogant about the expansion policy of the royal city, and he has expanded this majestic city by more than half in one go! It was then divided into two urban districts, the upper part of which was full of nobles, and the lower part of which was the territory of commoners, ruffians, and merchants. The buildings in Shangcheng are from the inside to the outside, from the eaves to the corners of the walls, revealing a kind of arrogance that is unstoppable when a new emperor ascends the throne. This pride was naturally well inherited by the Duchy of Sarion, which now boasts of being the orthodox Pande, and the architect Livingston, who went south to investigate, described the Upper Town of Sarion as follows: "It is clearly the oldest ancient city on the Pander continent, but even the old bricks are as cowhide as the new ones." ”