The sword was stuck in the meadow between the wilderness and the canopy, the blade as bright as a pool of autumn water, and the white french with the moon emblem on the hilt of the sword twisted and turned in the wind, as if it were swaying slightly in memory

Wise and deep, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he watched with interest as the horizon between heaven and earth turned into an almond-shaped spaciousness, and a white cloak was placed on him, and under the cloak, a pair of big rough hands stood with a black and heavy scabbard, and he stood proudly, like a lion

"King, it's getting late"

"Clentyre, guess what I'm looking at?" The old man smiled and asked calmly

"Over this steppe, onward, onward, onward, land of Eruin"

"Eruin, that's the land we gambled our lives to protect, but I'm looking at my sword, Clentel," the old man retracted his gaze, the sword was distinctively slender in the wilderness, but it held up a heaven and earth

"Your sword?"

"I wonder, thousands of years from now, will anyone still pick up this sword, wipe the dust off it, and remember our oath? Will our descendants stand the test of time - do you say, Eruin live up to the test of time? ”

"Eruin will stay for a long time, Your Majesty"

"But time flies, what if one day our descendants forget the promise of today? The Cruz people also have the glory of antiquity, but they have long since regained that qiē, and perhaps one day, the Eruin will be the same."

"陛xià"

"I don't want Eruin, Clentel"

The gray-blue eyes reflected the shadow of the clouds, the soft gray hair was attached to the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, time had left too heavy marks on him, and the old man felt that the flame in his heart was burning to the end little by little, but at this moment, it seemed to regain its brilliance

He has seen too many wars, too many sufferings, too many people close to him dying on this land; He closed his eyes, and the old picture was like a golden picture, as if it was still in the twilight of that setting sun, and they had left the territory of Cruz for the first time

That's where a qiē begins

"Mine is not Eruin, Klentel - but the soul and faith of this land, I want this voice to be passed on forever, I want the rebellion and pursuit that belong to Eruin will not be forgotten, I want its nobles to always remember their duty-"

"Clentel"

"Remember—if one day, the Eruin really forget this qiē, then the sword will return to wherever it came from, and will no longer bless the country."

Then the sword will go back to where it came from

"Majesty, the Eruin people have really forgotten this qiē"

"It's only been 200 years"

"The land will no longer carry that immaculate ideal—"

But today, the sword is back

The sword in Krentel's eyes was glowing with an infinite golden light, and it trembled in the girl's hand as if it had come to life again, trembling with excitement, ready to come out of its box at any moment

Clentyl suddenly felt his tears welling up, even though he had long since stopped crying

But those were tears in my heart

Do you see that there are still people who take up this sword, wipe away the dust from it, and remember our oath, so it feels that faith again, forgotten for centuries, and that glorious banner returns to Eruin

Brando also looked at the lion sword in Freya's hand

At that moment he heard the sound of the sword—like a landslide and tsunami, as if a great voice was echoing and telling, as if he saw the glorious era, and saw the two elongated figures in the lonely wilderness

The sword is in the oath-

Will Eruin survive for a long time?

Eruin will save for a long time

"What's going on, Freya?" Nimesis asked aloud

Everyone was stunned by the sudden intense light from Freya's sword

"I don't know, I don't know" Freya stared dumbfounded at the trembling sword in her hand, it seemed to come to life, echoing something: "It, it seems to feel something......"

The whole Ampessel shook—

Foster rushed out of the tent in a frenzy, and the entire command post of the White Lion Legion was enveloped in a loud buzzing sound inside the camp, and everyone involuntarily stopped, raised their heads and looked in one direction

Right in the middle of the camp

The huge white lion battle flag is emitting an incomparably dazzling light, the battle flag stands in the wind and rain, and the white lion on the flag seems to be resurrected at this moment, showing its teeth and claws

"Banner of Radiance......" Foster froze suddenly

He seemed to understand something, and looked to the west in a daze

Karen of the fourth column of the White Lion Legion was also looking in the same direction, and in the wind and rain, an army he had never seen before was slowly passing through the rain curtain and coming to him

There seemed to be singing in the rain

'I make an oath before this sword— '

'I swear to lead my people—to turn them away from slaughter and strife, from the arrogance and greed of the nobility.'

'I vow not to repeat this cold-blooded mistake again, and I will make the nobles of the kingdom of birth obey the spirit of chivalry—justice and strictness, integrity and courage, mercy and forgiveness.'

'I make a vow, so it is today, every day'

The silver elf helmet, bathed in the rain, the white lion on the shoulder, as if out of the legend, the sword in his hand is five feet long, one palm wide, the gauntlet has the lion's heart mark, wearing heavy armor, covered with scales, and swearing an oath

At this moment, legend overlaps with reality

The army that slowly marched out of the heavy rain hit the softest place in the hearts of all the White Lion Legionmen in an instant, as if it had come out of a glorious story with a vivid history, and even with the mysterious and magical atmosphere of fairy tales, the army that only existed in the legend appeared in front of them

That's their seniors

their history

Their pride

The Praetorian Guard of the White Lion Legion

But now it's their enemy.

Thus they have broken their oath after all, and the glory of their self-proclaimed heir to the Ec Prophet will be washed away at this moment, and the legendary army will now come to remove the laurels from their heads

Everyone couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back

That's what they've heard countless times from stories, grown up with them, and strengthened their beliefs - legend has it that although the White Lion Legion walked silently in the rain, half of the squadron of the White Lion Legion were all veterans, and they could count the number of each other at a glance

Forty-five

But so what?

Knight Karen felt that his palms were covered with cold sweat, since he became a knight, there had never been a moment when he had not faced his hand directly, and the courage to hold the sword had been extinguished, but the honor of the soldier did not allow him to abandon the sword and surrender, not to mention that the dazed panic was just an illusion for a moment

Cullen reacted in an instant, he almost gritted his teeth and shouted: "Shame, where did the clown who jumped the beam dare to disguise the White Lion Legion?" ”

The sound was heard far away in the rain

"The White Lion Legion?" The army stopped, and the commander at the head was visibly slightly stunned

Right now, Cullen seized the fleeting opportunity and immediately raised his sword: "The fourth column of the White Lion Legion listens to my orders and attacks and exterminates these fanatics who blasphemed the ancestor Ek"

The soldiers of the White Lion Legion let out a roar of rage in unison, as if only such a roar could dispel the doubts in their hearts, as if in a thousand times, like their forefathers, their comrades-in-arms had charged the iron cavalry of the Cruz on the plateau, and for the first time in thousands of years, they had charged the Eruin

The horn of the White Lion Legion rang out for a long time

The melodious voice contains the long, glorious history of this legendary legion, and it has never even been an opponent with each indomitable charge, not because it is invincible, but because it is indomitable

In front of the White Lion Legion, there was no enemy that could make them tremble with fear

Because it's the courage of a lion

It was the belief that the ancestor Eck gave them

The soldiers unsheathed their long swords, but only two hundred people, but they were wrapped in the battle banner of the white lion like tens of millions of people in the wind and rain, the formation was as tight as a blade, sweeping through It was not only discipline but also faith that maintained this sharp sword

But for the first time today, the hand holding the sword felt sluggish

"It's really the White Lion Army" Calglis's heart suddenly rose with the illusion that this was fate, as if an invisible hand arranged for them to meet, and this meeting was eternal

But he also understood what it meant to have an unexpected enemy presence on the battlefield

"Things have changed," the young commander decided, deciding to join the lord at once, but before that there was an army also called the White Lion Legion that stood in front of them

He drew his sword

Cullen also clenched the sword in his hand

"Listen to me—"

In the pouring rain of the "White Lion Tactics", two orders were shouted at the same time, and Karglis had expected it, but Cullen's heart felt as if he had been hit by a sharp arrow

In front of him, the strange and familiar army suddenly added

Obviously, the heavy armor mopped the ground, and the big sword walked together, but it seemed that everyone had a terrifying momentum like a galloping horse, the earth trembled, and the cyan stone slabs on the long street were slightly warped

'Infantry Knight'

Karen's palms have turned white, it is the legendary infantry knight, the cyan wind surrounding the white lion armor of the opponent, such a forging technology The white lion army has been lost after the battle of Lunn It is the core technology contained in the half of the armor behind the wind, which can make a set of heavy armor as light as light armor

It's all magic armor

The soldiers of the White Lion Legion all felt depressed, where did Eruin still have such an army since the Holy War, or two centuries? But the key is the indomitable momentum, and the two legions are almost identical

If anything, there seemed to be a kind of persistence in the other party that they did not have, and in them you could see the pride and glory of being a soldier, but there was something in the sparkling eyes under the mask of the other party that they had never seen before

Hang on

with the pursuit

There is only one line between the two armies, and the veterans of the White Lion Legion are never afraid, they even feel a little ashamed, to fight more and less, this is not the honor of the White Lion Legion, but this does not prevent them from raising their swords, their hearts are firm, unhindered

The experience they have gained from fighting thousands of battles supports them to deal with unexpected situations with cold and composure

But the unexpected happened

There are still ten meters left

The heavily armored White Lion Guards raised their two-handed greatsword in unison—the sword was five feet long and one palm wide, with a lion's heart mark on its gauntlet, and three claw marks on its blade—it was the legendary lion's sword, but Cullen saw that the blade in each enemy's hand was faintly bright

"It's not good...... a bad thought flashed through his mind

"Get out of the way—" The chief knight tried to salvage the qiē at the last minute, but unfortunately, it was a little too late to see Karglis and his white lion guards suddenly leaning over their greatswords and slashing in unison in the rain

Cut it neatly

A full moon-like splash of water flew out of the sword, forming a curtain of water that spread forward on the long street

There was a faint flicker of white light in the water curtain

It's like a perfect arc

The arc forward, crossing a distance of nearly ten meters, seems to be sparkling

The soldiers of the first line of the fourth column of the White Lion Legion seemed to have crashed head-on into an invisible wall, and they all fell to the ground in unison, and only after a moment did they hear the hoarse scream of exhaustion—a patch of blood stained the color of the rain, and the blood halo spread rapidly on the long street, and the stone slabs were also dyed the color of blood

"White Crow Swordsmanship, this can't be ......"

"No, it's earlier...... This should be ......"

"Swordsmanship after the wind, white lion's tooth ......" Cullen's heart was miserable

There was a neat sound, the White Lion Guards put away their big swords, and the entire legion was like a whole, at that moment, layers of history and countless pictures overlapped in front of the White Lion Legion like disturbing fragments

Past, present, legends, stories, glory, victories and defeats, countless memories are like a river that flows quietly through their hearts

That's the White Lions

But the name doesn't belong to them anymore

It was as if a great voice between the majestic heavens and the earth said, "Today, I will take off your laurels, because you have strayed from that glorious path—"

It was the voice of the first king, Ek

It's the same moment

Suddenly, Kargliss suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of disbelief, and everyone present stopped their movements in an instant, and the air seemed to be filled with some kind of heavy coercion, and even the flow of wind and water became viscous

Everyone is feeling a lot of pressure

and the sound of the body's **

Sword and oath

Resonated

With a loud bang, Foster saw a golden pillar of light shoot up from the glorious banner for a moment, and another pillar of light rose from the east

Two pillars of light reflect each other in the early morning sky

Forster remained silent for a long time, for he knew-

That's the Lionheart

Ek's sword

……