The pillars of light reflected each other in the rain, and from a distance, it seemed as if the rain that passed through it had also turned into pure gold.

Everyone raised their heads, and a crack parted above the dark clouds without a glimmer of sunlight, and the pure white light descended from behind the clouds like wings, and gently protected the crown of the people's heads.

Beams of light pierced the clouds and fell over the harbor.

Reild? Duloshe stood in front of the window lattice, and the old soldier stood up straight as if he was going to pour his life's strength into this position.

Only the hands are clenched into fists.

The king of the ancients walked in the clouds, silently watching, but the descendants could only be speechless. Nobles of Eruin, remember the oath engraved on the sword?

They couldn't answer.

"Knight." The Marquis of Balta fidgeted, and he felt the agitation in his heart, but what he feared more was the sudden change of heart of the old knight. Although he is already the commander of the White Lion Legion, when it comes to who has more prestige in the army and who can respond to every call, it must be this aging imperial lion.

The old man turned around slowly, his expression resolute, only a glimmer of light in the depths of his gray eyes, as if pregnant with determination. He raised his head and said slowly: "Balta, it has been a long, long time since the White Lion Legion lost the banner in their hearts, but because of this, we can no longer lose the glory of being soldiers."

"To this day, if the first king asks us for that answer, but we have long since strayed from that glorious path, we can only use the last dignity of the army of this kingdom to answer His Majesty the White Lion Legion, and we will not rest until death."

The White Lion Legion, until death.

The Marquis of Balta froze for a moment, and he looked at the tall figure of the old knight, and outside the window, in the sky, lightning fell from time to time in the midst of the storm. However, when he was also young and frivolous, he had some persistence and ideals, but the struggle for power and the struggle for palace had already smoothed out this qiē. Even he didn't know what he had lost for this qiē.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the man with a spear in his hand and a flag flying high. The young man galloping on the high ground, the spear shining, the sound of the trumpet melodious, it turned out that he had been so close to the ideal.

That's the history of Eruin.

The Marquis felt a little moistness in his eyes, and he bent down deeply with his bare eyes. He bowed to his teacher. It was only now that he realized that he had finally learned the last lesson of knighthood.

Hang on.

"The Cruz people have had glory," a voice said quietly, "but we have learned to compromise." Ideals and reality do not always get along. A free and firm heart is desirable, but those who have achieved self-sacrifice are equally worthy of respect. ”

The owner of the voice lowered his head and bowed slightly to Reald? Dulo bowed.

The old man shook his head with red eyes and choked up, "Old friend Wood, the Eruin are bleeding. ”

"I understand, I understand," Ampesel's former High Priest was on the side of the room, and he couldn't help but close his eyelids slightly. His expression was a little moved. He sighed heavily, "Eke has built a kingdom full of heroes. Sorry ......"

It was at this moment that a minister in a sacrificial robe suddenly pushed the door and burst in, shouting in some panic: "Lord Priest, they resonate so violently that we can't control it." ”

Wood didn't hear it, but looked out the window at Ampesel with emotion. This kingdom that he knows, these people he knows. Even at the last moment, there were people fighting for it.

But rightly or wrongly. They still have at least the courage; Compared to those cowards who hide in the dark and shiver, at least there are people fighting against fate.

But what about the day when the sun was setting over Cruz and the empire was gone?

"Lord Priest?"

"Do your best, they, no...... He'll always notice," replied Wood without looking back, and he shook his head as he remembered the young man he had seen that day, "but rightly or wrongly, there are things we have to do. ”

"As for the results."

"Leave it to history"

……

The light falling from between the clouds was like a big hand, and the huge coercion fixed everyone to the ground.

It's time for the curtain call!

Cullen stood in the pouring rain with his sword in his hand, and just wanted to cry heartily, maybe he had already shed tears, but the tears melted into the rain. When he saw with his own eyes that golden light seemed to separate the rain curtain and fall on the army opposite, he knew at that moment that no matter what the outcome, this would be the last performance of the kingdom's White Lion Legion.

That man, who had personally given the banner of battle to this legion, personally placed a crown on their heads, and gave them glory with his own hand. Today, however, he is going to stand against them and ask them to surrender.

Never!

Cullen raised his head, stubborn as a child, his gaze seemed to penetrate the dark clouds and see the final moment.

"But children have to grow up after all, Father......"

"Maybe that's our answer."

He gritted his teeth, tears already pouring out, "Tongze of the White Lion Legion, my brothers! The minions of the white lion once shone on the heights, and we held our territory for the kingdom," the young commander's voice roared in the wind and rain, "but when! Anywhere! Have we ever remembered the motto of the White Lion! ”

"White Lion Legion, rest until death!"

"White Lion Legion, rest until death!" Many of the soldiers wept, and they suddenly realized what they were up against, what they had longed for, what they had insisted on, and now they were on the other side of them. It was as if they were fighting a losing battle, but the soldiers still struggled to pick up their swords.

It's a choice.

Because that's where their honor lies.

It is the courage of the white lion.

Whoever fights with me today will be my brother every day, day by day, until the end of the day. Karen raised his sword with great difficulty, almost shuddering and shouting two words: "Rush...... Front! ”

In the light, the majestic coercion made everyone unable to move.

But the kingdom's legions of white lions were advancing, as if crawling, and little by little, everyone charged at the White Lion Guards where Brande appeared with the last determination and courage on their faces.

Slow as a snail, but unstoppable.

When Karglis looked up, he saw such a scene. They have experienced wolf plagues, experienced the tempering of the Black Forest, received the teachings of Brando, learned the most systematic elven swordsmanship, and inherited the oldest white lion warfare. Dressed in the finest white lion armor.

They are proud because they are born with such pride, and they think they represent the most glorious history of this kingdom. I thought I could be invincible.

But it is only today that they really understand what the soul of the army is.

Everyone watched as Cullen and his men were unleashing the slowest charge in history. But what awaited them was not ridicule, but the most serious look from their enemies.

"Ancestors," shouted Karglis, looking up, raising his hands, "let's have a fair showdown." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong."

"Just because of mutual respect!"

The light dissipated in an instant. It's just that the white lion armor on Calglis's group has an extra layer of clear golden light, and that golden light is converging little by little. Finally, golden runes were formed and inscribed on the armor. If Brando were here, he would immediately recognize that this was the White Lion Armor that had been finally improved by the Ancestor Ek.

The white lion armor in history.

It was the recognition of the upright by the noble souls, and it was only at this moment that Calglis understood that they had truly gained the approval of the White Lion.

He also raised his sword, and did not need to give an order, in fact, at the same time that the light and coercion were gone, two legions that had crossed the past and the present collided with each other at a distance of just ten meters.

This is the most direct dialogue between the past and today, the most direct confrontation between the two armies.

The swords of the soldiers of the White Lion Legion of the Kingdom slashed at the White Lion armor of the Caglis group, but they could not even effectively penetrate its magical protection. The outer periphery of the white lion armor was only a slight flicker of golden light. The kingdom soldier's sword was shaken open.

The White Lion Armor is a Brando-based design based on the Maximilian Armor. The armor is no more than three millimeters thick, but the equivalent protection value is as high as 6, which is almost equivalent to a double-hinged plate armor with a thickness of more than five millimeters, this kind of plate armor has never existed on earth, and even in Vaulnd, the swordsman of the peak strength of Black Iron will wear it to greatly limit his mobility.

In fact, it is rare for an infantry army below the fourth rank to fight in such heavy armor. That was often the choice of the cavalry.

And the White Lion Armor is not only the protection of the armor itself, because it is a magic armor. In fact, the Wind Protection spell that surrounds it also provides an additional 5 points of magic protection, and the average strength of the White Lion Legion of the Kingdom is at the peak of the Black Iron for ordinary soldiers. It's hard to break through 5 magic protections.

Unless they also use enchanted weapons, but since the royal power has waned, the White Lions are in a much worse situation. In the past, there was indeed a glorious time when the White Lion Legion could issue magic armor and enchanted swords. But to this day, only a handful of elite troops in the Legion have magic armor for everyone.

And as for enchanted weapons, don't think about it. Because of the size and quality of the weapons themselves, they are often more difficult to enchant than armor, and therefore more valuable, and no army in Eruin, including the royal knights, can afford to issue enchanted weapons.

Not to mention, the fourth column of the White Lion Legion under Cullen is actually not an elite formation within the legion. Of the more than 200 people, only a few people have magic swords in their hands, and most of them are personal belongings.

In fact, when Cullen swung his sword against the armor on Calglish's shoulder and neck, he couldn't help but feel bitter. The sword in his hand is also a family heirloom, although it is only a shimmering magic sword, but at least it is also related to enchanted weapons. But this sword slashed down, and it only opened a deep hole in the opponent's armor.

Of course, he didn't know that the armor of several non-commissioned officers of the White Lion Guard in Calglis was specially reinforced, and he only thought that everyone on the other side was like this, and he couldn't help but feel half cold for a while. He is a silver beginner-level swordsman, and he can't even break the opponent's defense with a single sword, even him, let alone others.

But Cullen was taken aback, and so was Karglis.

If you don't fight each other, you don't know how powerful the veterans of the White Lion Legion are. To say that his strength has actually reached the middle of the silver after experiencing the Black Forest, and the level of the white crow swordsmanship he learned is far beyond that of the other party, but the other party almost killed him by surprise with that simple military swordsmanship.

It's just a quick word, it's too fast, the other party seems to have guessed his intentions, and preemptively sealed the direction of his sword and slashed him around the neck with a sword. If it weren't for the fact that the White Lion Armor was more powerful than he imagined, I'm afraid he would have been in a different place at this moment.

At this moment, Kargliss experienced the pain of Buga, the White Knight Alberon and Brando.

For a moment, Kargliss couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

And now he is not the only one who is breaking out in a cold sweat, all the young people from Tonigel are getting more and more shocked. Although the White Lion Legion, which they still have the upper hand in the kingdom, has been losing troops from the beginning, their side has not even produced a single lightly wounded.

But anyone knows. It's not their credit. It's that the armor designed and manufactured by the lord is too perverted, in fact, they have been pressed and beaten by the veterans of the White Lion Legion of the other kingdom, and they almost can't even pay it back. But the veterans of the White Lion Legion often slashed at them with more than ten swords, and there was no problem with the White Lion Armor, but once they counterattacked with the Lion's Sword, often someone on the other side was seriously injured or killed.

The veterans of the White Lion Legion of the Kingdom have no fancy combat skills. They relied on the limited acceleration ability provided by the defective 'White Lion Armor' on their bodies to seize the opportunity to attack in an instant, and every time they could make Cagliss and his party scramble.

It's just that Karglis is more and more shocked, but Karen is getting more and more bitter.

Because no matter how much advantage they have, they will never be able to win.

What's more, the other party is not a rabble, and Karen can see it. Cagliss and his party are like those new recruits on the battlefield, lacking nothing more than experience.

But they have become more and more mature, counterattacking and defending more and more calmly, and in contrast, they have become the other party's teacher to teach the other party how to kill themselves.

Karen couldn't help but close his eyes in pain.

Kargliss finally couldn't help it, he wasn't a fool, and he didn't say what they would learn if they could learn it if they continued to fight like this. I'm afraid that the morale of the White Lion Guards of the Lord will be exhausted, although pride and arrogance have always been the way to death. But an army cannot do without its own pride.

He couldn't help but glance at the white lion veteran who was fighting with some admiration.

At the same time an order was given: "The White Lion Legion." Give up the defense and go all out! He almost shouted out this sentence, which was a bit ridiculous, their clumsy defense was useless in front of the other party, but it was better to simply hand over the protection to the white lion armor and go all out to kill the other party and collapse directly.

Although this order sounds a little strange. But it was the best thing Cagliss could think of.

It is also the most effective.

As soon as the young man from Tonigel gave up his defenses, he immediately stopped looking so hasty. It was as if they were back in the middle of the Black Forest. Their opponents are still those terrible monsters, and they don't need to be fooled anymore. All you need to do is muster all the courage to move forward as you did that day.

That's enough.

With a roar of rage, Karglis and his White Lion Guards raised their lion swords and began to charge forward. At that moment, the trials they had endured in the Black Forest began to show their effects, and the sharp swords in their hands swung in unison towards the enemies in front of them

That moment.

Cullen understands that the imminent defeat has arrived.

That sword is dazzling.

The dense blades of air wielded by the White Crow Sword Technique converged, and if the waves were like spraying through the rain curtain, bringing up a hazy white mist to make people realize why it was named the White Crow.

Because it's a flock of gray-and-white birds that flutter their wings and fly.

They pass through the crowd.

Blood rained down.

Cullen almost wept bitterly, he didn't understand why he was here, shouldn't their enemies be the Cruz. But he brought his men here, causing them to lose their lives and a piece of glory.

But at this last moment, the fourth column of the entire kingdom White Lion Legion burst out with the greatest courage. They no longer retreated, nor did they defend, but were completely strangled with Caglis's men, and the battlefield could hardly be called a confrontation, and the soldiers of the White Lion Legion of the Kingdom were only begging for death.

Even Karglis couldn't stand it anymore.

"Enough!"

"Stop!" Standing in the pouring rain, he roared like a lion rushing to the crown: "Everyone, stop me!" ”

In fact, there was no need for him to order, and the young men from Tonigel had already stopped one by one. Then the soldiers of the White Lion Legion of the Kingdom also stopped, many of them had become completely bloody, but still panting and staring at their enemies, weapons clenched in their hands.

On the street, there was a blood red.

The two sides stood on the street, and there was a moment of silence between them.

"I don't know who you are," Karglis said gasping in the rain, his voice echoing in the rain: "Commander opposite, but I want you to make way for us...... The killing should not continue. ”

"The White Lion Legion will never retreat, even if they die to the last man." Cullen looked at the heavily armored commander of the 'White Lion Legion' across from him, gasping and disheartened, but still determined.

Karglis took a soft breath.

"It's not a retreat," he closed his eyes, "but is it possible that the White Lions of the Kingdom will also be indomitable in the face of the Eruins?" Is this where your glory lies? Why are you here? Answer me? Just for power? ”

"No, that's not what the White Lions are after!"

"Is this what you yearn for?"

"What do you yearn for when you join in this glorious name and take an oath to that banner?"

"Open your eyes and take a good look!" Almost roaring, Karglis clenched his fists: "Look at your battle flag, it's already stained red with blood!" Look at this port, it's covered in blood! ”

"But it's all the blood of the Eruin......

"Listen, this roaring sound, this is the dying groans of the kingdom, don't you hear it?"

"That's what you swore to protect? This vast territory, in the oath of life to protect a qiē, the ancient glory of the homeland. ”

He stared at them, word by word.

"We are killing our kingdom."

"So, please get out of the way...... All right? ”

With a clang, Cullen's sword fell to the ground. He saw it, he saw the blood-stained banner that Karglis was referring to, the white lion, but stained with the blood of the Eruin themselves.

Is that really what they're after?

In the midst of the storm, the knight of the White Lion Legion fell to his knees and wept bitterly.

…… (To be continued...... wW