Chapter 38: The Frost Knight (3)
"No, no......" Butos shook his head, "We shouldn't be enemies, Lilwe." ”
Lilwi took the ice sword and walked towards Butos step by step.
Butos frowned, "You were once a knight of infinite light, how can you be in the company of evil and darkness?"
"That's all thanks to you!" Lilway roared, "You have destroyed everything about me, Demon! I have had a team of knights, I have had the glory of knights, and I have a good hope!"
"But, since I met you, it's all gone!' it doesn't belong to me anymore!" said Lilwe.
The frost-white eyebrows and eyes made Learway look even more sad and miserable.
Butos's heart was trembling and dripping blood: "That's not because of me, it's all the arrangement of the priesthood-Yarusal, you and I are her victims." ”
Lilwei sneered: "The priest gave me a new life, but you only gave me despair!"
Lilwe's ice sword slammed into Butoth.
Butos, who had been training in the training ground of the Tenostia Empire for a long time, easily avoided Lilwei's attack.
"I don't want to fight you, Captain Learway!" Butos shouted to Lilway as he backed away.
"You and I, we can only live one!" Learway manipulated the ice sword and released a chilly aura.
Butos held up the "Tears of the Shark" and blocked the blow: "Don't do this, Lilway......"
Lilwi still frantically attacked Butos, who parried or dodged, but never fired back.
"Kill me, hypocritical demon!kill me!" Lilwe roared, "Is the blood of the Butos family so imbecile!"
Learway struck a blow hard and knocked Butos back a dozen paces.
Butos stood firm and looked at Learway with disappointed eyes, "It wasn't my intention, but I had to. ”
Butos's eyes suddenly turned purple, and wild lightning unleashed a fierce attack on Lilvi......
On the other side, the battlefield of Eramus and Yerusar is a fierce collision of spells and witchcraft.
It's a contest between light and darkness, between humans and orcs.
Although Eramus is the strongest mage in the Empire, sorcery derived from evil still has a slight upper hand.
Eramos is constantly parrying, and every time he is faced with danger, his wise mind always comes up with a solution.
Yarumsar laughed insolently: "Human, you are no match for us at all! One day, we will drive you into the ice field and make you suffer from frost and cold!"
Eramus gritted his teeth as he supported himself with mana, "Trapped in the ice field...... You're reaping the consequences!"
A flash of anger and cruelty flashed in Yarusal's eyes: "Husikh! Taagufuc!”
Jerusar's thunder rhinoceros was commanded, and lightning and frost began to converge on its rhinoceros horns.
At this moment, Eramus's wound from the stab of Learway's ice sword began to ache.
Eramus's eyes were very sparkling, he understood that he was powerless to undo what was in front of him, and he could not defeat Jerusar at all.
The trumpet of the Tenotian Empire echoed in Eramus's heart, and Eramus' eyebrows furrowed into ridges.
Thunder Rhino was about to unleash his sorcery on Eramus, and the elemental power of the combination of purple and frost had already been brewed, and in the next second, that powerful power would pour out on Eramus's body.
However, at this moment, the sword of the brave knight Arravin suddenly appeared and slashed at Yerusar, and Arravin shouted, "Go to hell with your witchcraft!"
The sharp sword slashed towards Yerusar, but there was no fear in Yerusar's eyes, and the corners of Yerusar's filthy mouth rose slightly.
Before Aravin's sword could reach Yarusal, a thick arrow had already shot through the wind and snow, piercing Aravin's body.
The hot tears in Eramos's eyes instantly dripped down, and the staff also released an incomparably powerful light at that moment.
Thunderrhino and Jerusal's attacks smashed into Eramus' spell barrier, and Eramus retreated again and again, but was not injured.
Yerusar laughed presumptuously.
Arravin was on his knees, but the dignity of a knight would not allow him to drop his sword before he lost consciousness.
Araven swung his sword and slashed at Yarusar's Thunder Rhinoceros mount, but another arrow was fired, nailing Araven to the ground.
Eramus gasped, hot tears rolling down his old countenance.
Jerusar smiled with satisfaction in the direction the arrow was coming.
The arrow was shot by a strong orc three and a half meters tall, with a huge crossbow and thick arrows that made his attacks unstoppable, and behind him were thousands of orc archers.
The strong orc gave the command in the beast language, and the orc archers drew their bows and shot arrows towards the frontal battlefield.
In an instant, in the rain of arrows, the orc troops who had been prepared for a long time raised their shields behind their backs, but the knights of Luogu Dan were shot to death on the battlefield because they could not parry.
Butos did his best to protect the knights of Rogudan with sorcery, but he alone could not turn the tide of battle.
Eventually, after a rain of arrows, and with only fourteen knights left in Rogoudan, Eramos retreated, standing with the knights and Butos.
And Lilway also took the ice sword, step by step in the direction of the orc priest - Jerusal.
"Ilamos, is there anything else we can do?" asked Butos, with some despair.
Eramus frowned, although he didn't want to answer, but the situation was already extremely obvious at the moment: "Find a way to help the people of Luogudan, Luogudan, overturned......"
The last fourteen knights were armed with their weapons, and they didn't want to back down.
A knight shouted, "For Luo Gu Dan!
At this moment, the fourteen knights all roared angrily and charged towards the army of tens of thousands of orcs.
Jerusar laughed mockingly, and she flailed her thick arms in the air as the orc's horn of attack suddenly rose.
Eramus and Butos did not charge, but they did not retreat either.
For the sake of Middle-earth, they could not die with the fourteen knights, but out of respect, they had to remember the moment when the fourteen knights charged, and someone had to write an epic poem for the fourteen knights and the Logokudanxiao who died in battle.
Fourteen knights charged fearlessly, and Blizzard simply couldn't break their will.
The sound of the orc's horn echoed across the battlefield......
But suddenly, the orc's horn broke like a man being choked by the throat.
Yarusar angrily looked in the direction of the trumpeter, only to be shocked to find that the trumpeter had been shot through the throat with a delicate bow and arrow.
Eramus and Yerusar looked in the direction where the arrows were flying, and saw that on a hill soaked in wind and snow, the same army of tens of thousands of elves were holding bows and arrows, and each elven archer had found his target, although the elves' bows and arrows were very thin and would be blown away by the wind, and the blizzard would cover the elves' vision, but the elves' shots were still impossible to deviate from the target.
The king of the elves of the Western Moon Forest, Filasr, rode a silver-white giant wolf and gracefully appeared in everyone's sight.
Filas proudly said to his army: "Tixiye'r xius Labuy yalu! Ydudb adl Diesr uep!)
For a moment, resentment, hatred, and anger appeared in Yerusal's eyes, and she could not compete with the elves who occupied the high places.
The first wave of arrows inflicted a heavy blow on the orc legion.
Yerusar ordered the troops to retreat.
Fourteen knights were still charging valiantly in pursuit.
Filas drew his elven sword and shouted, "Tanu slye!"
When the elves heard the command, they drew their swords one after another, leaped gracefully down the hill, and launched an attack on the retreating orcs.
Suddenly, Eramos burst out laughing.
Butos couldn't hide the joy in his heart.
Eramus took his staff, turned slowly, and walked towards the royal city of Rogudan.
The blood-stained mage's robes swept over the corpses of the knights of Rochodan, and in the same way, Eramus stepped over the corpses of the orcs.