The sound of horses' hooves, cries, and screams was chaotic in the darkness, and corpses, blood, and stumps were tangled in the night.

Lecro's personal cavalry was like a ferocious shepherd dog, driving the gathered people into scattered flights, and the panicked crowds crowded, collided, and trampled each other like weak bleating lambs.

But in the midst of this flock is a lone wolf, baring its cruel fangs at the head sheep.

"This ...... ......."

"Boom!"

Gibeuin wanted to shout a warning and tell the dozens of cavalry in the distance that he had encountered a formidable enemy, but a blade shadow waved by Charles cut Giboutin's cry and drowned him in the chaotic screams of the people.

As for Gibourne's retinue, they were either scattered by the chaotic crowd, or they had ended up in the shadows of the Shire's flying blades, lying on the ground and counting the stars, quietly relieved of death.

The hunter was not good at hand-to-hand combat, and after the charr burst out at close range, the Dancing Blade, which was almost invisible in the night, severed Gibbone's longsword tether, severed the bowstring behind his back, and then wrenched his left arm in the moment he was stunned by the successive loss of weapons.

Giboff is a mid-level extraordinary hunter, and his strong recovery power is supposed to be able to quickly stop the bleeding of wounds, but this time it is very strange and difficult to heal.

And Giboff now only has a delicate skinning knife that is standard for hunters, how can he fight against Charr's pair of Darkdance blades that can melt into darkness?

"Who the hell is he?"

Gibeyin looked at the "old farmer" in front of him, and couldn't imagine that there was such a powerful person in Lorraine.

Gibbouin took two steps back, half-amputated his left arm and hooked several panicked people in succession, and pushed them towards the Shire who followed him like a shadow.

Charles shook lightly and skillfully, bypassing the frightened minfu and still pressing over step by step, his figure illusory and blurred, with a strange sense of beauty.

"He's a hunter? no, he's not a hunter!"

Gibon saw the agility of the hunter in Charles, but was completely incomprehensible to the strangeness of the Assassins, and in vain he raised his three-inch stripping knife in order to fight him to the death.

Charles suddenly accelerated his strength, and the short blade in his hand crossed into contact with the skinning knife, and the warrior's talent switched instantly, and the huge force wrenched the exquisite knife into the sky.

This switch between strength and agility finally woke Gibeine, who cried out in horror, "You're a hunter knight....... You are the Marquis of Lorraine......."

"Poof!"

Charles showed no mercy, and the shadow of the short blade in his hand flew, one stabbing into Gibunin's heart and the other through Gibunin's throat.

Shire's warrior system and hunter system have entered the middle rank, and for Gibyin, who has lost a safe distance and is not protected by hundreds of heavily armored warriors, he is like a hunter at the top of the food chain.

"Zizizi"

The Dark Dance Blade has the special effect of "blood loss", and Gibbon's hunter recovery talent also stopped the blood splattering, and he only had one arm left, trying to cover his throat and chest, but in the end, he could only accept the result of death in vain.

At this time, Charles was also trembling, enduring the temptation of depravity that came as expected, only this time the feeling was so clear, and the exhilarating feeling of killing and hunting was so fascinating.

Charles felt the smooth breakthrough of the boundary of spiritual power fluctuations, and couldn't help but moan.

"What a ....... Every time I ascend, I feel the call of Fall, is the power I have now related to Fall?"

Assassin Master: An eighth-tier assassin who can use his surroundings to complete various assassination missions.

Phantom Transformation: An assassination master's natural skill that can summon a phantom to cover his true body.........

Backstab Enhancement: The moment of assassination, it can deal lethal damage to unsuspecting enemies........

"If killing is a depravity, then the end of the transcendent....... Where are they going?"

Charles had also wondered what that kind of depraved temptation was that he often encountered, and why every time he advanced to the transcendent rank and touched some otherworldly objects, he would sense those bloody and obscene scenes.

The accepted interpretation on the mainland is that "this is a test of the will of the transcendental, and if the will is not strong enough, it will degenerate into a monster", but for a student of the Great Celestial Empire who has received a modern materialist education, it is always customary to seek the essence through the essence and find out the real reason for this kind of supernatural power.

Especially after witnessing the fall of the light ascetic Nikro Ponte, Charles had to wonder about some possibilities about the origin of his power.

"Forward, forward, forward!"

The neat and loud slogan suddenly sounded in the distance, awakening the deep contemplative Charles, who turned his head to look into the distance, and found that the military flag of the "Shield of Lucerne" had been pointed diagonally ahead, and the huge and well-organized "bullfighting array" began to crush the gap in the southern wall of the Blue Mountain Pass.

"It's time for the protagonist to appear!"

Charles's figure flickered, and the pale gray spiritual power molecules fluctuated like ripples, and a phantom quickly disappeared into the darkness, disappearing towards the position of the flag of the Lorraine Legion.

...........

............

"Neo, what shall we do now? Wait for them to gather slowly and press over? We have twelve battalions up, and we should attack and occupy a larger position before the Lucers can react. ”

"Our thirty-six-pounder cannon has not yet moved, and only the twelve-pounder cannon cannot resist the fortress cannon on the northern wall of the Blue Mountain Pass, we should first firmly occupy the gap in the city wall, rely on the south city wall to prevent shelling, wait for the support of the artillery team, and hold out for an hour .......at most."

"An hour? Are you sure we can hold out in front of the 'Shield of Lucerne' for an hour? This gap can only be opened by two hundred people, and those arrogant Prussian artillerymen really dare to push their artillery into the Blue Mountain Pass.......

"We should send someone to the Legion Commander again, only the Legion Commander can make the right tactical response......."

"Enough!"

Passel Danette shouted angrily and shouted in a deep voice to seven or eight battalion commanders: "The military law of the Lorraine Regiment stipulates that the commander of the Lorraine Regiment is not present, the deputy commander is in command, the deputy commander is not present, the commander of the first brigade commands, the commander of the first brigade is killed, and the second brigade is ....... The brigade commanders are all killed, the commander of the first battalion, Neo, now that you are the commander on the spot, you must give the order immediately!"

The Lorraine Regiment had just been formed, and the military discipline was there, but the command system had only laid a foundation, and below the corps commander was the battalion-level unit, and now Charles was not present, the deputy corps commander, Duke Clayton, was absent, and the commander of the first battalion, Neo Grivet, became the supreme commander present.

The humble boy Neo Griver pursed his lips, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, and large drops of sweat slid down his cheeks.

After all, he was only a young knight who had been trained as a knight, but had not participated in large-scale battles, let alone had him give tactical command of a few thousand troops.

In the distance, the "Luxon Shield" was already lined up in the standard "bullfighting array", with a thick iron shield in front, a musketeer locked behind, and a cannon in the middle, and the gradually neat footsteps and slogans put a lot of pressure on Neo Grifte.

This is not a game of chess, if you lose, you can play another game, maybe a wrong order will bury countless young lives.

"Neo, we have to have a unified tactic, even if he is not the most suitable!"

Marcelo Pacel grabbed Neo's arm and repeated to him the "instructions" of the Legionnaire.

Neo Griffott suddenly realized that no matter what tactical arrangements he made now, the Lucers would inevitably have to devote their energy to deal with it, which would involve and disrupt their original plans, but if they didn't do anything now, they would be fully prepared to crush them and turn their offensive advantage into a defensive weakness.

"The 1st and 2nd battalions advanced 200 meters in formation, the 3rd, 4th, and 5th battalions escorted the artillery battalion to set up an artillery position 100 meters to the right front, the sixth, seventh, and eighth battalions responded 100 meters to the left front, and the remaining four battalions served as reserves, and each battalion covered each other and moved to defend ........"

"In addition, inform the cavalry battalion that there is no room for them in the pass now, and let them stand by on the west side of the wall, if we attack unfavorably....... Cover our retreat!"

Neo Gricht, in accordance with Charles's tactical manual, laid out a modest defensive formation with horns, and arranged nine infantry battalions plus an artillery battalion into three interdependent positions, barely forming a system of crossfire and mutual support, and prepared for the worst.

"Hurry up, the battalions cross into the gap, the second battalion and the artillery battalion are advanced, the sixth, fourth, seventh, fifth, eighth....... Enter in order!"

The Lorraine Legion recruits were trained to march sequentially through a narrow strip, and at present, the ten or so battalions outside the Blue Mountain Pass alternately passed through the gap, and more and more Lorraine Legion soldiers entered the Blue Mountain Pass.

Charles was not a special soldier before the crossing, so the "Tactical Manual" he compiled was not actually a standard military tactical manual, in many ways it was more like a traffic law, using reasonable traffic rules to make the team orderly and chaotic rapid movement to the right position, which is one of its biggest functions.

In the darkness of the night, the troops of six or seven thousand men moved rapidly, rushing into the chaotic Blue Mountain Pass at a speed that surprised Lecro, Prio and others, and set up three rudimentary but interrelated firing positions.

"Heh! Only a small number of hoplites, no cavalry, no proper defense, this stupid combination of troops, only that idiot marquis can come up with, the Lorraine Legion will only be a joke, and this joke will be put an end to it for him!"

"Extinguish all lights, Shield of Lucerne, and move forward!"

The commander of the 1st Infantry Brigade of the Red Oak Legion, Ron Claire, sneered, disdainful of the Lorraine Legion's armament, and gave the order to start the attack.

The Blue Mountain Pass was rectangular in shape, and there was only a distance of about two or three thousand meters between the two walls, and the Red Oak 1st Infantry Brigade, which was originally stationed near the north city wall, began to assemble at a distance of two thousand meters from the position of the Lorraine Corps, and now it theoretically only takes one or twenty minutes at most to rush to the gap in the southern wall.

"Distance....... 1,800 meters....... Nineteen hundred ......."

Ramos, the commander of the artillery battalion of the Lorraine regiment, was a student of the "crash course" artillery team and a personal student of the Charles, and he held a special binocular, looked at the blurred shadows in the distance, wanted to calculate an accurate value, and ordered an artillery company that had just been in place to start a test firing.

But Ramos was not an extraordinary person, his night vision was very limited, and Roncolaire ordered the soldiers of the "Shield of Lucerne" to extinguish all the lights, and it was difficult for him to see so far away.

"Distance...... 1,750 meters!"

A familiar voice sounded behind Ramos, and Ramoston looked back in surprise to see Charles's indifferent smile, and his worried heart suddenly calmed down.

After the signal of the lights, which represented the command, flashed several times in a row on the artillery position, the fighters of the Lorraine regiment were greatly encouraged.

"The Legion Commander is back!"

"Lord Marquis is on the side of the artillery position!"

The news of Charles's appearance spread like a wind throughout the three positions, and more than a dozen battalion commanders suddenly had the backbone, and invariably sent heralds to the artillery positions to ask some tactical questions.

"Neo Gricht's tactics are good, no changes for now!"

Charles's comments were transmitted back to all positions, which greatly moved the young man and made Passel and others jealous.

"If I win this battle today, that Han Han may be the brigade commander, right? Why wasn't I the first to respond to the call of the Marquis?"

"Boom!"

With the test firing of the first gun, the all-out war in the Blue Mountain Pass began.

On one side is the newly formed Lorraine Legion, numbering nearly 7,000 people, with a complete structure and unified and smooth command.

On one side is the mainland's veteran second-rate army, with less than 5,000 people, a semi-scattered structure, and chaotic command.

"Is this emboldening yourself by firing at such a distance?"

Seeing Lorraine's artillery firing at a distance of 1,700 meters, both Leclair and Roncolaire were puzzled, and shooting at this distance in the dark would basically have no effect except to expose their own targets.

"Bang!"

The shell landed in the direction of the "Lucerne Shield", smashed a deep crater and overturned an empty tent.

"Luck....... Not bad!" Roncolaire raised an eyebrow and said lightly.

"The shell hit a hundred meters closer, and the muzzle was raised by a third of the degree. Charles said lightly.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Ah!!h

"Whoa!"

The cannonball landed accurately into the crowd, smashing one of the hapless musketeers in half, bouncing off the ground and sweeping down two more Lucerne fighters, and finally hitting the wheels of a six-pounder gun, which fell to the ground and startled the artilleryman next to him.

"Good luck, Rousen's Shield, speed up!" Ronclair gritted his teeth and said with a sneer.

"Boom..... Rumble...... Boom!"

"This, no, but, can!"

The continuous shelling accurately hit Lancolare's men, sending the experienced commander to a loud roar.

Shelling at a distance of 1,800 meters, even during the day, is a matter of luck, but why is the luck of the people of Lorraine so good now?

"It can't be!"

Gathering all the surviving warriors of the Black Oak Legion and preparing to raid the position of the Lorraine Legion from the flank, Lecro said in a deep voice, and for the first time in his heart had the idea of retreating.

Luck has always been one of the main factors that determine the outcome of a war.