The ripples created by a single drop of water can spread across the pond like a spider's web in an instant.

It's the same on land.

Luo Du watched with satisfaction as his private soldiers braved the rain and spread out along the Silversmith River, although their movements were slow and the formation was chaotic, and the vulgar noble private soldiers shouted and pushed in the heavy rain, but finally set up the defensive line, a quarter of an hour faster than he expected. Veterans who have been in battle are different, the baron on horseback thought, oblivious to the fact that their former opponents were nothing more than unarmed peasants and so-called 'thugs'.

In the pouring rain, several sergeants, led by the knight lord, kicked open the door of a house, drove the owner of the house out, and then occupied the house as a stronghold. The windows of the house were broken one by one, and the soldiers were rummaging through the cabinets in search of valuable 'trophies', an act that soon led to imitation, and for a moment the frightened cries of women and children and the sound of rain resounded.

Baron Rodo watched coldly, in his opinion, the army was a beast, and the beast still had to show its teeth and claws; This is the morale of an army, what kind of battle can be fought without morale? Luo Du thought that he was old in the army, and he was satisfied to watch his private soldiers use their fists to teach those depressed men a lesson, and instead of stopping them, he was satisfied.

How dare these mobs resist? You have to teach them a lesson, and they will obey.

There was a crying sound in the rain.

The knight gathered around the baron and said loudly: "I see that Her Royal Highness the princess herself is just a little girl, blindly trusting the people around her. I don't think the Wang Dang is well-intentioned, and she has 200 students under her, and I'm afraid that she will hit her head and bleed. ”

"Exactly, my lord, this time let her see what real war is." The knights echoed in unison, laughing in the wind and rain.

Morale was available, Baron Rodo nodded with satisfaction, he held up a bag aloft and shouted, "You must also work harder, whoever catches the princess will be able to take this bag of gold from me!" ”

The sound was heard far along the riverbank.

Beth looked disdainfully through the speculum of the brass telescope at the enemy across the river, and Baron Rodo's duck-like voice made her frown. Since she was a child, she was born like a man, and when she grew up, Beth really picked up this man's romance - and became a soldier of the kingdom.

Not only that, but she also became the most prominent scout officer of the Royal Knight Academy. She lowered her binoculars and stood as straight as a javelin, and the sound of horses' hooves seemed to merge her into it, and one horse after another leaped past her with the knights.

Beth seemed to be in the middle of a torrent, and her companions were shouting the names of the knights:

"Canmel!"

"!"

"Kiel, remember to bring my share!"

"Aiden, for Eruin!"

"For the sake of Eruin, forward!" Every young knight who passed by shouted and screamed, and there was not a trace of fear on the taut young faces under the pointed helmets, only the yearning to move forward.

with agitation.

Beth silently looked at the front of the line, which was already a torrent. At the farthest end of the rain curtain, the swallow-tailed flags raised high one by one have been lowered one by one, like dominoes.

She could almost hear the cold command: "Flat the spear—"

"Flatten the spear—"

"It's unlucky." She took a sip.

When he turned around, he saw the smiling face of his companion, "How's it going, regret it, Beth?" ”

"Regrets? No, it won't. Beth replied contemptuously, "It's just some dirt dogs, if only there were the White Lions in front of us, we are stronger than them!" ”

"The princess's safety is at stake, Beth, your thoughts are too dangerous!"

"Of course I do!"

In the midst of heavy rain.

Baron Rodo was holding up his money bag high, waiting for his men to applaud, but unfortunately, he couldn't wait for a response. There was an eerie silence in the heavy rain for a while.

What's wrong, he looked back in disbelief.

Everyone was listening.

On the long street, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the rain, one, two, as if the hour hand was accelerating and rotating, kicking and clicking, clear and powerful.

Then, a storm followed-

The hooves of the metal horseshoe rose and fell in hundreds, and gradually converged into a force that shook people's hearts—a rapid drum beat pierced everyone's eardrums, and thundered.

The Silversmith River was but a small ditch in the city of Ampesel, and a torrential rain almost overflowed over the low, gentle embankment, and at this moment, at this moment, everyone looked at the water.

The surface of the water shook like milk in a cup on the table.

The entire silversmith river trembled slightly.

Until a spear pierced through the rain.

The shining tip of the spear was like a silver shuttle, and all the raindrops flew out from both sides of it. One man and one rider, silver hair flying, snow-white cloak like a flag, the flag painted with pure lilies, as if still shining on the battlefield a thousand years ago.

"Elves?"

The thought had just flashed through the minds of the aristocratic private soldier with a family on the other side of the river, and he was even completely stunned, so he could only open his mouth wide and watch in amazement as the tip of the spear in his field of vision grew larger and larger.

Moment.

It was as if time had frozen and suddenly flowed again, and with a thud, the spear went straight through the soldier's gaping mouth. The tip of the gun pierced his throat, and then the massive impact completely shattered his skull, distorting his features, and the horror in his eyes twisted together, and the skin tore with a 'whoop' after showing the maximum tension, revealing the bright red muscle and plasma underneath.

Blood spurted out, but the spear moved on, lifting half of the skull and continuing forward with the bright red flag.

The soldier, who had lost half of his head, twitched and then fell limply to the ground. Blood flowers fluttered in the wind and rain, spraying on the 'captives' on the side at a few points, and the family of three was completely stunned.

Médisia swept past them with a cold face.

It was like a silver light.

A few bits of blood fell on the face of the little princess of the silver elf, a little cold and piercing, but she didn't even blink an eye. According to the age of human beings, she is only fifteen years old this year, but the wars she has experienced are thousands earlier.

It was the worst war in the year of the Sage, in which countless familiar people died, life and death became passers-by, and only fighting became instinct.

This is the Silver Elf's combat skill.

"Enemy attack!"

"It's cavalry—!" The cries of sorrow resounded like a shrill siren on the banks of the river, and everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, as if the enemy was not as weak as they imagined.

Baron Rodo's face was pale, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He looked back, and the knights looked at each other, when had they ever seen such a rider?

Médisa raised her spear in the air.

In the wind and rain, the flag flies.

There was a loud bang, as if some barrier had been broken behind her—the rain curtain shattered in front of everyone like a wall of glass, and the rain turned into shards of glass, and suddenly forward, after which a huge army of knights seemed to burst out.

Black military uniforms, black armor, black war horses, a black torrent.

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

The knights were shouting, the real warriors never hesitated to shed their blood, although Medisa was only a little girl, but after she temporarily became like a real knight, she became a goddess in everyone's hearts.

Goddess of War.

"Stop them!" On the other side of the river, a noble knight finally reacted, and almost screamed hoarsely: "Set up the spear, set up the spear, or you will die!" ”

The aristocratic private soldiers on the other side of the river seemed to have just come to life, and then they hurriedly set up their spears, perhaps it was the survival instinct that inspired them to their last potential, or the solace brought to them by the shallow silversmith river, but in any case, at the last moment, these unspeakable third-rate soldiers actually stabilized.

A forest of spears appeared on the other side of the river.

Medisa didn't see it, but raised her spear—

"Spirit Wings!"

A crisp cry resounded throughout the battlefield.

One by one, the circular magic array spread out on both sides of the girl, and the magic array rotated, and the spiritual lines expanded along the magic circle, quickly connecting into one piece. A pair of wings hundreds of feet long were opened, and the wings flapped slightly, and the silversmith river in front of the Medisa seemed to be infused with some kind of magic, and the white waves in the river immediately rolled upside down, and the waves formed twelve hydras with their heads held high, like a landslide and tsunami, pressed down on the private army of Baron Rodo on the other side of the river.

"Ahh

Baron Rodo was so stunned that he didn't even know for a moment whether to give the order to hold or retreat. He also has some unruly wizards under him, but their role at this level is meaningless. The aristocratic private soldiers could only watch as the waves came crashing in.

'Boom'

The huge wave broke the formation of the noble private soldiers on the bank of the river in an instant, in fact, they had already begun to waver before the huge wave was formed, but how could there be a wave that ran fast? Most of the aristocratic private soldiers had barely turned around when they were swept into the water like garbage.

Then the torrent and the screaming and wailing aristocratic privates crashed head-on into the houses on the other side of the Silversmith River, and in a few loud 'squeaks', the houses collapsed and flowed with the current to the streets behind.

Baron Rhodo's line crumbled in an instant, and behind the waves, the young knights rode the waves—they faced a line of retreating lines, and the spearmen had already fallen backwards, unable to fight back.

One side was retreating, the other was accelerating, and then the two fronts collided violently.

It was a comb over your hair. The princess's young knights penetrated the position of the nobleman's privates almost unhindered, leaving behind a sieve-riddled defense, but the offensive wave after wave made the psychological defense of the nobleman's privates completely collapse in an instant.

All that remains is to turn around and run.

But the ruthless cavalry was still advancing.

The young cadets were driving the enemy to prevent them from regrouping, and although it was almost meaningless to an opponent like the noble private soldiers, the young men followed the strict standards of the cavalry discipline as textbooks.

Looking at the entire battlefield, in front of him and at a greater distance, the noble private soldiers under Luo Du scattered and fled, as if they were ants under the broken embankment.

The sky was dark.

Brando pursed his lips and looked at the scene in front of him, and there was no trace of triumph on his face. He suddenly tightened the reins of his horse, and one man and one horse spun around, and after standing still, he raised the sword of the earth and pointed to the side:

"Bresson, blow the trumpet, and let the whole army split to the two wings!"

"Brando, what do you want to do!" Breson almost jumped, isn't it time to drive the enemy away.

But he was speechless at once, and he watched with a blank look as the azure spiders reappeared—but this time not on the ground, but in the sky behind Brando.

One by one, thousands of wind spirit spiders appeared over the battlefield, as if they were a dense web of azure color.

There was almost a moment of silence on the battlefield.

Brando turned around.

"Brando, you ......" Breson swallowed.

Freya was also stunned, it wasn't the first time she had seen these spiders, but it was the first time she had seen Brando commanding so many spiders.

"The whole army obeys," Brando's voice suddenly echoed throughout the battlefield, "The knights of the Royal Knight Academy, keep the assault from both flanks and continue to advance-"

"On-"

"Onward!" A moment of silence was followed by cheers and roars like a tsunami.

Baron Rodo, dragged out of the water, stared at his knight, almost with a dull look, who was yelling hoarsely at him—but strangely he could not hear a word.

But eventually, the voice seemed to come back to his senses, and he gradually heard the subordinate yelling at him: "...... My lord, they are parting! ”

"What a separation!"

"Those knights are parting!"

Luo Du was stunned for a moment, but his face lost the last of his blood, "Those guys are driving us together, and they plan to drive us forward!" ”

"They're going to use us as cannon fodder, my lord!"

"My lord, the Hong Kong guards behind were discovered by them-!" A terrible cry sounded in Baron Rodo's ears as if it were far away for a while, and he staggered to his feet, and for a long time he stammered and replied, "It must not be like this." ”

"Ian, you help me on. We've got to find a way to regroup, or we're dead—"

But he couldn't say it anymore.

Suddenly, he saw a spear emerge from between the chest of his henchmen, and he looked up to see the long tail of the red-haired female knight on the horse, fluttering in the wind.

This was the last scene Baron Rodo saw.

Then as soon as Qiē fell into the icy darkness.

Akane wiped the blood from her cheeks, and she turned her head, her cold amber eyes only showing a little warmth when she saw the figure.

On the battlefield, at the same time, almost exactly the same drama is being played out in many places. The knights of Radu had obviously understood their ultimate fate, but there were still people who tried to resist, but these knights were just about to gather the people around them, and a dazzling golden light would descend from the sky.

Pierced through his body in an instant.

On the battlefield, the golden light is intertwined.

……

"Rodo is finished."

"Owen and Sir Marosher's army has been discovered by them, and our princess is not easy."

The gray-haired, but still energetic old man turned around with a smile, he was wearing the most traditional military uniform of Eruin, and there were all kinds of medals on his chest, and the most dazzling one was none other than the Candle Medal of the Temple of Fire, Reald? Duloshe, the deputy captain of the White Lion Legion, is also the oldest knight of the White Lion Legion.

In the eyes of the Cruz, he is Eruin's most respectable enemy, and the true pillar of the White Lion Legion, the Lion of Eruin, who became famous when both the fox and the lone wolf were children.

He had been loyal to the royal family of Corkova, was neither a royal party nor a northern nobleman, and was a mainstay of power under the command of the royal family. But in this civil war, in order to repay the kindness of the eldest son of the king to him, he stood on the side of the northern nobles without hesitation.

Despite this, no one dared to disrespect him, even among the players of the year. The old man became famous for his holy war and has been the spiritual pillar of Eruin's army ever since, and his loyalty to the kingdom is no less than anyone's.

But at this moment, the old man shook his head, looked at the other two people present and said with a smile: "It's really embarrassing to want to bully a little girl when you want to come to us old guys." ”

Marquis Balta smiled awkwardly, of course he knew that what the other party meant when he said this: "Don't worry, Knight Reald, we will guarantee the safety of the princess and the little prince." ”

Although he is the commander of the legion, he can't stand up to this one at all.

The old man glanced at him.

"But I'm more concerned about how they found out about the Hong Kong Guards?" Marquis Balta hurriedly changed the subject.

"I don't know, but their scouts shouldn't be able to get by. Although Luo Du has a straw bale, but his hundreds of people block a silversmith river, it is not enough that even a big living person can't keep an eye on it. The old knight touched his chin: "The other party should have judged it, and it is not impossible to pass the clues......

"Her Royal Highness the princess has really grown amazingly under the teaching of that little wolf."

Probably only this old knight in the whole of Eruin dared to call Overwell 'little wolf', and Balta couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The eldest son of the king is not inferior in the slightest under the teaching of the old gentleman. ”

This time, the old knight nodded unceremoniously.

While the two were talking, the 'guest' beside them, who had not spoken, suddenly stood up. "Hey, what's that?"

"It's ...... Armed in Heaven! ”

In the wind and rain, in the direction of the silversmith river, the golden light is intertwined......