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The pages writhed in the night, the cold autumn wind cut through the empty streets, and the notice about the attack on the Tosankade mine by unknown bandits three months ago seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, flapping its wings like butterflies on the bulletin board along with several wanted notices. The militia and the garrison were running through the streets like headless flies, and the chaotic cries and shrill whistles resounded through the town in the night. The bells above the steeple of the temple in the middle of the town finally rang out, and the nightmare of midnight terror loomed over everyone's heads in an instant. However, in the midst of the panic, there were still people who were cold, and Shanali, dressed in the uniform of the White Winged Cavalry, leaned against the wall outside the town hall with his hands folded, and watched indifferently at a young couple across the street not far away.

"Ronnie, you bring this, I've heard that it's cold in those places in Svenfano, you can use it." The young man in the uniform of the garrison stuffed the thick fur coat into the hands of the girl in the carriage with a concerned expression. Most of the people sitting in the carriage were gloomy and silent, only the girl was pale and grabbed the young man's hand: "Ivan don't you want to go with us?" ”

The young man smiled: "Ronnie, I am a member of the garrison, and I am ordered by Her Royal Highness the Princess to swear allegiance to this kingdom, as well as to the future king, Your Majesty. It is my duty to protect this land and protect everyone, don't be willful, I will come to join you soon. Besides—" he drew his sword, and the bright blade of the sword sent a chill through everyone's hearts, "My swordsmanship is one of the best in the garrison. There's nothing to be afraid of with those skeletons, Ronnie, you wait, I'll do something like Knight Bresson and Count Toniger. ”

The girl pursed her lips and looked at him, and there was a rapid whistle on the other side of the street, and the young man glanced back, and hurriedly turned his head and patted the back of the girl's hand: "The instructor is urging us." You go to Svenfano and wait for me, don't worry, it's just a few scattered Madara troops, their main force is still in Buchi on the other side of the mountain, and the knights of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment have already told us that this battle is not a big deal. ”

The girl nodded with tears in her eyes.

Chanali looked back for a moment and looked a little bored, just in time to catch a glimpse of his companion coming out of the courtyard of the town hall with her own horse and his warhorse, and he immediately asked, "Did the captain convince them?" "Those shallow-eyed guys." The knight pursed her lips and replied a little coldly. Xanaly knew. This is persuasion, but I am afraid that the process of persuasion is not very pleasant—it is a bunch of shallow fellows who have only immediate interests in their eyes—and he agrees with this, but they themselves are not the same, and no one has ever said that the heroes of the Van Mill Legion are all righteous men, on the contrary, they have a bad reputation in the locality. He grabbed the saddle and turned over on his horse. At the same time, he swept his hand back, so that the cloak and the saber hanging from his waist were not pinned to the side of the horse's back. He turned his head sideways and saw Rosa doing the same.

Both were veteran cavalrymen, both of whom had experienced the terrible battle of a year earlier, and Xanaly still remembered the scene when he charged at the endless sea of skulls, in the darkness of the night. As far as the eye can see, there is only a flickering sea of phosphorus and fire, and the spectacle is such a spectacular scene that makes people feel chills from the bones, and it is said that many people were stabbed to death with spears in that battle because they were so frightened that they slowed down. But after getting acquainted with the battle with Madara. People gradually discovered that the combat effectiveness of the bone frame is nothing more than that, and the strength of the thin bone frame is far inferior to that of an adult human.

It's just that the army that doesn't know fear, never gets tired, and never retreats still left a deep impression on him.

Xanaly touched the scar on his cheek and asked, "Where to go?" ”

"Go and join our troops." Rosa grabbed the reins, clamped the horse's belly slightly, and trotted out first. Chanali had to pat his horse to follow, but suddenly, a scream swept over the two of them, sending the roof tiles on both sides of the street falling with a clatter.

He subconsciously raised his head.

Ivan grabbed his sword and was turning to run towards the meeting point, when the sudden scream made the boy stop and look up in astonishment, countless stars of light were slowly rising in the vast night south of the town. These starlights rose into the air, gathered into a ball, and then suddenly dispersed, like a flock of birds turning down, and at that moment, the boy finally understood what it was—

"Hidden ——!"

There was a terrible scream from somewhere, the rockets in the sky had fallen like raindrops, and there were still some pedestrians on the street who were fleeing north, but at this moment they fell like a stake in the rain of arrows, and the cold arrows tempered by magic pierced through the fragile human body, and the soul fire attached to it burned like oil, and in the blink of an eye, the victim turned into a humanoid struggling fire. Only a handful of people who reacted quickly survived, and Ivan was one of them, and he didn't even know how he reacted after a long training session on the garrison, and by the time he came to his senses, his body had collapsed in front of a pottery workshop. He looked up a little blankly, and saw that the signboard hanging at the entrance of the workshop not far away had been pierced by several arrows, and was slowly engulfed by the faint blue flames.

"What's wrong?"

He turned his head, and there seemed to be a weed suddenly growing on the stone-paved street, the tail feathers of densely erected arrows, the corpses, the frightened and almost collapsed residents, the burning wreckage, as if the whole town had turned into hell in an instant, and Ivan watched in amazement. At this moment, a second scream swept over the entire town, shaking the ground slightly, and in his field of vision, a winged creature he had never seen before flapped its wings and flew up to the spire of the central temple of the town.

……

Gage, the knight captain of the 7th Squadron of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment, froze there, and several times he tried to grab his command knife but was in vain. Less than a hundred meters in front of him, countless skeletal arms were protruding from the ground through the dirt, then the skulls burning with phosphorus fire in their eye sockets, then the collarbones, shoulder armor, and the entire upper body. Countless skeletons were crawling out of the ground one by one, shaking off the clods of dirt from the dark Stygian steel chain mail, and with longbows in hand, one by one they stood up and walked forward to their intended positions. Then he raised his longbow, and the arrows on the longbow burned with faint flames, as if in an instant, a whole longbowmen's position appeared in front of him.

Almost all of the knights looked overwhelmed by Gage's side, because looking in all directions, the scene in front of them was not just happening in front of them, but everywhere in the entire Silman Valley. In the darkness of the night, the phosphorus fire on the arrows of the skeleton archers formed a continuous band of light. This strip of light runs from west to east, with no end in sight.

But the question is, how exactly did they come about? What about the scouts, where did those guys die? How do these damn skeletons get around the line? Did it come from the ground?

There was such a heavy question hanging in everyone's hearts.

But for Gage, these issues now all converge into one major one—

What to do?

When the second wave of arrows rained down from the sky, Walter, the deputy commander of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment, who had almost been stunned, finally reacted, and he finally realized that this was not a harassment at all. Even in the War of the Black Roses, he had never seen so many skeleton archers. The Dark Lords of Madara like to divide their armies into small teams and command their own teams, with a typical group of Witches usually commanding between ten and twelve skeletons - depending on how many Dark Lords and Black Knights they have. This mode of battle is like a knight leading their squire. Only in large battles can you often see hundreds of corpses driven by tens of thousands of skeletons like a tsunami, which is the most feared scene for human armies, but fortunately, such an opportunity is very rare even for the black rose of Bromandale, not to mention that gathering thousands of corpse witches is a very difficult thing in itself. It often takes the cooperation of many lords to do so - but that's the hardest thing to happen to Madara.

Therefore, when Walter saw the thousands of skeleton shooters on that long front, his first reaction was that he had been tricked, and there were at least three or four Dark Lords fighting side by side in front of him, and they were working together seamlessly. At this time, even if he was stupid, he realized that Sylman's passage, which seemed to be more difficult to attack, was precisely the main direction of Madara's attack. Realizing this, he immediately thought: what now? How to solve the current battle? Can it still be solved?

The only thing he could still be thankful for was that he was commanding cavalry, and the cavalry had at least one advantage in mobility and impact compared to Madara's regular skeleton warriors, although Madala also had black knights, but the number was too small to play a decisive role in this battle. The deputy regimental commander quickly calmed down, Madara's surprise attack came too suddenly, these damn skeletons of bones suddenly appeared from the ground and appeared in front of them almost instantly, there was no time to react at all, and the cavalry of a brigade outside him was finished. The cavalry, though not yet annihilated, were scattered across their positions, barely formed from each other, and soon lost the will to fight, and Walter knew his men well enough not to expect any miracles, but he still had two brigades.

That's enough.

"Herald!" He finally made up his mind and screamed.

Orders were conveyed in the confusion, and by the time the two remaining cavalry brigades in the Silman Valley were converging to attack the left flank of the skeleton archers, the 1st Brigade of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment was in complete confusion, as Walter had predicted. The commander of the first brigade of knights, the golden median grand knight Garin was unlucky enough to be shot in the eye socket in the first wave of arrow rain and died on the spot, and then the skeleton army suddenly crawled out of the ground and appeared in front of them, directly dragging the first cavalry brigade in chaos into the chaos, the battle only lasted for half an hour, the fourth squadron was completely wiped out, the seventh squadron knight captain Gage was killed, the eighth squadron knight captain Opam was seriously injured and unconscious, and the remaining supreme commander fell to the head of Portland, the deputy captain of the eighth squadron, However, this man has always had no opinions, and simply led the army to retreat into the town of owls, so that the Madara army completely lost its resistance to the front.

The remaining two cavalry brigades were suddenly exposed to the attacking arrows—

Walter was so angry when he saw such a scene on the high ground that he almost cursed his mother, and in his heart he had dragged Opham out and cut it down many times, but unfortunately his anger was of no avail for now. At this moment, it is too late to recover the order, and it can only be hoped that Madara's reaction is not so fast and cannot turn on the battlefield in such a short time. Or maybe your own men are better, able to withstand a wave or two of attacks, as long as you get into the skeletal archer's position, then the rest is easy. They were cavalry. And the other side is nothing more than infantry.

If this had been in the War of the Black Roses, perhaps the White Winged Cavalry Regiment would have collapsed, but fortunately, it had been a year since that war, and it was a year for everyone who had experienced that terrible war to lick their wounds. Those terrible undead are now reduced to ugly skeletons in the hearts of veterans, and are no longer synonymous with death, they are not even as good as ordinary human soldiers in addition to being dull and fearless, and without the fear that comes from the roots, the black rose of Bromanda is just a slightly more special opponent.

Walter thought of this. Pursing her lips, "Martha willing, it's not just Mardala who has changed time. He thought silently in his heart.

And that's exactly what happened.

Clusters of illumination magic exploded across the position, illuminating the last stretch between the hundreds of marching cavalry and the last distance between them and the Mardara skeleton army in front of them, and one by one the magicians were flying up from behind the knights in the slowly marching cavalry ranks, leaving their horses and floating in mid-air. While their spells will expose the Wingers to the range of the skeleton archers, the cavalry are preparing for the final acceleration charge. It is almost impossible to carry out such a tactic in the dark, and although legend has it that some cavalry may be able to do it, the commanders of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment are proud of their own subordinates.

Vance, the knight captain of the 2nd Cavalry Brigade, was feeling that one good young man after another on horseback was overtaking him, and in fact the entire 2nd Cavalry Brigade was in a state of acceleration, and it was the 1st Cavalry Brigade about a hundred meters apart. Valerie's cavalry was a little further ahead than them, and their mission was to make a passage through the sea of skeletons so that they could go through Guò to slaughter the corpse witches who drove the skeletons behind, and he suddenly felt a lightness on his body—a sign of the effect of wind spells on him and his horses, thanks to all sorts of strange magic. Their cavalry was able to charge at night in such rough terrain, and these tactics were summed up in the War of the Black Roses.

Until then, the kingdom's armies had been based on the experience gained from the First Holy War, conservative and old-fashioned, and in fact not suitable for warfare outside of man.

The war is fair to both sides, and the Madara in front of her may be stronger than before, but they are not static, "Let's see, damn the skeleton!" He waved his sword with some excitement, cavalry tactics are the greatest invention in the history of civilization, and when you are personally involved in it, there are galloping horses and knights covered in armor and holding two-handed swords, all of which form an irresistible torrent of steel, and each participant seems to be harnessing this extraordinary power in person, and the feeling is absolutely addictive.

And for Vance, it doesn't make a difference.

The rain of arrows began to rain, clanging down on the armor with little effect, the cavalry's horses were not close relatives of the pack horses, and the tame monsters were closer in blood to the close relatives of the unicorns, but not as powerful as their relatives in the forest, but far more than ordinary beasts. As a result, the impact of the arrows is mitigated by thick armor and then transmitted to them with minimal impact.

The knights who rushed to the front had begun to let out strange screams.

At this distance, it's time to get ready for spells, the spells of the corpse witch. However, the magicians in the back are also ready to make a move, this is the last level, once you break through, there is an army of skeletons in front of you who have no resistance. In the War of the Black Roses, few armies dared to attack the skeleton army like a sea so head-on, but now it is different from the past, and the mysterious cloak on this army has long since faded due to the accumulation of time after the war, especially for the veterans who participated in the first war, there are just some bones in front of them, new hatreds and old hatreds are in front of them, and they hold their breath to teach each other a lesson. The junior officers were also shouting, cheering up the recruits, everyone understood one thing, they were a cavalry, and the other side was nothing but infantry, and it was impossible for the infantry to pursue the cavalry whether the attack failed or not.

The only thing to worry about is not to be dragged down.

And then there's the Black Knight-

But fortunately, the skeleton army is very scattered, and the commander of the opposing side does not seem to have much experience. And Vance didn't see the shadow of the Black Knight, the Black Knight and their Nightmare Horse were very conspicuous in such an environment, so they didn't care about where they would hide, the whole river valley was open, and the nearest hills were thousands of kilometers away, so there was no need to worry about them suddenly appearing. Vance glanced around, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The only thing that puzzled him was.

The expected spell strike did not come.

"What is the commander of Mardara up to?" He had a little doubt in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his head to look in Valerie's direction: "They're about to miss their last chance......"

…… (To be continued......)