The people in the woodland at dusk neighed on their horses, and the roar of the earth-walking dragon resounded through the forest, as if a huge monster was clashing around in the forest, which made people feel uneasy to hear, and the earth-walking dragon knights of the White Legion who were in it felt as if feathered arrows were flying towards them from all directions, and they didn't know how many people and horses were lying in ambush in the shadows, so they had to choose to retreat temporarily.

The slanting sun swept over the gentle ridge in the valley, the sky and the earth were orange-red, and Yuta's long flame-like hair was dazzling in this sunset, and after she opened her long crossbow and shot several arrows in succession, she saw the vanguard knights of the Cruz people begin to retreat, and immediately ordered the young wizard beside her: "Quick, do according to the plan!" ”

"Commander, you have to let me take a breath," Crure was so tired that sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he couldn't help but complain loudly: "Do you think this kind of large-scale illusion is to be used as you say, let alone two." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, this is an order, if you can't do it, I'll cut off your head with a sword."

Crewe couldn't help but curse in his heart, completely ignoring the fact that the maker of this plan was still Mel, whom he had praised before, but after scolding, he still recited the incantation as fast as he could—he raised the staff in his hand, and a hazy army suddenly appeared under his command, like a mountain mist gathered out of thin air, in the fog, people neighed on their horses, outlining the outline of a cavalry ready to go, Crewe shivered to maintain the staff in his hand, sweat rained, and the army also ran parallel to the retreating Cruz knights through the forest, and killed them on the flanks of their brigade.

The hesitation distance is at least two or three hundred meters apart. Through the woods and dimly lit, the Knight of Cruz, who was in a state of panic, did not have much time to confirm the authenticity of this cavalry. When they saw that this cavalry was outflanking their side, they couldn't help but be frightened, there was obviously a large army in ambush in front, if this cavalry was outflanked and cut off their back road, then wouldn't they all have to explain here, don't look at the thousands of skeletons they are escorting, but the thing actually has no combat effectiveness. Unless the number is really in the thousands, the number of skeleton soldiers that Madara throws into the frontal battlefield is counted in tens of thousands, in order to avoid people's eyes. They were only escorting a group of this army of skeletons, and if the army of tens of thousands of skeletons were here, it would be pretty much the same.

The knight at the head didn't think about it, and immediately shouted a warning to the other end of the woodland. At the same time, he pulled out a flare from his bag under the saddle. With a raised hand, the magic runes in it were activated, and a dazzling flare was shot into the air with a thud.

The red and dazzling light slowly rose up the valley sky, like a bouquet of flowers, blooming in mid-air.

Sir Marori's head was tilted upward, and this striking light was reflected in his gaze, and he was joined by dozens of knights of the Guard, all of whom were looking up at the sky, but Marjorie only reacted for a moment. Immediately turn around and wave your hand. "There are ambushes, back-to-back, formations, Arjean, Pierre, let those skeletons move, guard against cavalry onslaught!" ”

I have to say that as the first line of the Cruz Empire's legions, the knights of the White Legion are perfect, they do not panic at all, as if they acted in an instant to form a circle, and the huge earth dragons lowered their bodies one by one under the taming of these excellent riders, so that they could put down their spears, and with a soft sound, a forest of spears was erected.

The knights who were named came out one by one and began to form a team for the skeletons, in fact they didn't need to do anything, the undead had no morale and would not panic because of the surprise attack, under the orders of the manipulators, they quickly became close together from the marching formation, and the rows gathered together to guard against the possible onslaught of the cavalry, and the knights in charge of the whole team found that their only role seemed to be to be good standard-bearers, to mark the position of each skeleton column on the battlefield.

But in ten minutes, an orderly and rigorous array had already appeared in the forest.

Seeing this scene happen from afar, several young people from Eruin had obvious surprises on their faces, even Mel himself, who proposed the plan - you must know that making a battle plan in a war is only one aspect, but whether the script goes according to the set is another aspect, and this is related to many factors, not only relying on genius to solve the problem, for example, some commanders are cautious, while others are reckless, in the case of unknown friend or foe, In fact, many of the ever-changing situations on the battlefield can only be left to Lord Martha's decision.

And at this time, the young knights on the Eruin side couldn't help but shout in their hearts: Martha bless!

"Don't relax, this won't take too long," Yuta was born as a mercenary leader after all, and at this time he didn't forget to pour cold water on these forgetful young people: "If you say no, you will have to fight a bloody battle, and how long you can drag this army of Cruz people depends on your ability." ”

But a few of the young men were visibly excited, thinking that the Cruz were no more than that, and did not listen much to her. Yuta knew what they were thinking, and couldn't help but sigh, she was actually not optimistic about the next battle, the Cruz people's appearance was beyond her expectations, and the combat quality of these foreign knights at the moment was by no means comparable to that of ordinary armies, even the White Lion Guards under the lord she had seen in Tonigel were not necessarily stronger than this, and even slightly inferior.

Cruz is Cruz, the spirit of the empire is not comparable to that of a small country like Eruin.

But she also knew that she couldn't say any more admonishment at this time, the military spirit was available, and she wouldn't do anything to hurt her morale, but she didn't know how much these young people could live. She looked over at Mel, and the young man from the Royal Knight Academy was also frowning slightly, but overall he was much less worried than she was.

At least the Cruz were already moving, and it was not easy to change formations on the battlefield, and even if they found out that something was wrong, it would take at least a lot of minutes to make a new decision, plus time to readjust the formation. It was more than enough to drag them here for an hour, but that wasn't enough, they had to use the terrain to fight the knights as long as possible. Yuta glanced at the setting sun. I only hope that the solar energy will go down sooner, and after dusk, it will not be so easy for the Cruz people to figure out how many people are in the mountains and forests.

In fact, the moment the vanguard knights of the White Legion rushed out of the forest, Marori and the knights around him had already discovered the anomaly, unlike those knights who fled back in a hurry, they could judge the current situation more calmly, Marori was worried about how many people were in front. And from which side? Is it the army of the Ludwig nobles? Or the Black Legion? Or that army in Port Fatan? He pondered the question until the sound of horses' hooves rumbled in the forest.

"The sound of horses' hooves?" Sir Marjory was slightly stunned, thinking that it was the light cavalry. This was not surprising, in this kind of terrain the light cavalry was easier to deploy than the heavy cavalry, such as his earth-walking dragon knights, who could only defend passively, but the problem was that the sound of horses' hooves was too dense.

For an old knight like him. It's like instinct. From the sound of footsteps and horses' hooves, you can judge the direction and approximate size of the enemy, and even the speed and other factors, although not to say how accurate, but there is no problem in guessing. Familiarity with the war had long since permeated the blood of these professional knights, and Marjori quickly realized that the sound of horses' hooves was so dense that at least one light cavalry was advancing in a dense formation through the woodland.

This is so counterintuitive.

At this time, the military officer beside him also reminded him at the right time: "Mr. Knight, look at the cavalry in the forest," a priest who seemed to be in his twenties at most pointed to the direction of the forest and said to him, "That cavalry does not look like it is real." It is most likely an illusion caused by a spell. ”

Marori wasn't familiar with magic, but that was more than enough for him. He immediately realized that he had been fooled. "That cavalry is fake, beware of the enemy's tricks!" He scolded.

Before he could finish speaking, the army that had broken through the fog dissipated with a bang, like a diffuse mist, dissipating into the forest invisible.

At this time, anyone understands that they are a false alarm.

"Oops," Juta and the others were beside her, and Kru couldn't help but exclaim, shouting ashamedly and angrily, "The spell has failed, someone has lifted my spell!" ”

He looked like he had just been fished out of the water, drenched in water, but it was all dripping sweat, and after casting these two spells, he was completely immobile, supporting the shining silver tree beside him and panting.

"It's okay, it's none of your business, Crewe, you're doing a good job, they should have seen that it was the military officer who made the shot." Yuta comforted him, "Then you hide to the side and rest, regain your magic, don't go near the battlefield, we will attract their attention." ”

Although Crewe was weak, he couldn't help but jump when he heard this. Although he had been scolding and scolding before, he knew very well in his heart that the next battle would be the most dangerous, and if he wanted to hold back this Cruz cavalry, not only would the other party not know how many of them there were, but he would also have to make the other party feel pain, which would definitely be a tough battle, and maybe it would cost him blood and lives.

Anyone here can die here, and he is no exception.

"I'm with you, and you don't want to leave me." He retorted loudly.

"A wizard's first priority on the battlefield is to protect himself." The beautiful mercenary leader shook her head in a dashing manner, her red hair like a flame, and she said to the young wizard with a smile.

"This ......" Crewe suddenly found that almost all of his companions were on the side of his regimental commander, and couldn't help but dumbfound: "You ......"

But before he could finish his words, he felt someone hit him hard behind him, and his eyes went black, and he fell down immediately.

Mel reached out to catch him, and then looked up to give Yuta a look.

"We've got to get a message to the lord, and that's up to him, so you go and set him up and make a magic mark on the tree—"

Mel nodded, and with a turn, he disappeared in front of everyone.

Yuta drew his sword after he left, turned back and said indifferently to the young knights in front of him: "Don't look at me with such a sad expression, we are not going to die, what are you afraid of?" What are you expecting? Before this day, did you think that you would gallop on the land of the Cruz Empire, against such an adversary as the White Legion, and some of you may sleep here, but no one dares to laugh at you, because your opponent is so powerful and respectable, and if you succeed, then our name will be resounding on the land of Vaund after today. ”

The young man's eyes couldn't help but shine brightly, and the blazing flame was a gambler's determination, and the endless desire and pursuit of victory.

"Remember your name, we are the White Lion Guard, it was the Lord who gave you this name, he has never failed, and so are you," the mercenary captain's sword drew a shining arc in the setting sun, pointing forward, like a straight faith, indestructible and shining: "Follow me, let this lion show its claws." ”

The young knights shouted in unison, "Fight for Eru, glory to me, glory to my sword!" ”

At sunset, the mountains seem to be in eternal sleep.

Sir Marorry made his own judgment at the first moment.

There will not be too many enemies, otherwise there is no need to make such a fool of yourself, the purpose of the other party is obviously to try to keep themselves here, this is not an ambush, but an interception. But the question is how many people and horses are involved in the interception, if there are not too many, then he can choose to force a breakthrough, but if there are too many, then he may hit his head head-on.

He suddenly hesitated.

The empty valley in front of the Cruz people was like an open mouth of blood, full of unknown and uneasiness.

"Knight, it's time for you to make a decision." After the crowd parted, a middle-aged man in a robe walked out from behind and said to Marjorie: "The people in front are obviously stalling for time, they may be waiting for reinforcements, we can't stay here for too long." ”

Sir Marori looked back at the man, who was as pale as a vampire and thin as if a gust of wind could blow him down, Sir Marori looked back at him, glanced at the dark crystal ring on his hand, and nodded: "Don't worry, Archmage Anhiri, we will send you to Wallachi safely." ”

The man smiled contemptuously: "You don't need to call me an archmage, what is my own identity, I know in my heart, and I am not urging you to do anything, but I just want to remind you that we don't know which side of the force the people in front of us are from, in this case, it is best to make a quick decision, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

Sir Marorry nodded slowly, then looked at his knights.

"Let's make a tentative attack—"

"Wait."

"What's wrong again?" Sir Marjorie's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction.

"Let my skeletons come, it's too cost-effective for the noble knights of the empire to waste on temptation, and my subordinates were originally used for this, and they can be regarded as worthy of death." The man rubbed his ring and replied slowly.

Marori was very annoyed that this person compared human life to a good deal, but he also knew that he was doing it with good intentions, and the expression on his face relaxed slightly, so he nodded.

…… (To be continued......)