The Northern Rangers, officially known as the Third Legion of the Kingdom of Aster, are stationed in the far north of Wilcox Territory, separated from the Northern Orlinsis Alliance by a frost forest, and are named after the guerrilla warfare that often takes place in the forests. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And in this war, the rangers of the North are assigned to the Eastern Front to fight against Wendland's famous hot-tempered "Bull" Horace. Count Akrio vs., if Shiloh remembers correctly, at this point in time, the Ranger Legion should be engaged in a guerrilla war with Wendrand in the Misty Forest.

Although Midland Village was located near the Misty Forest, it was too strange to take a detour anyway, Shiloh was puzzled, but the whistle was clearly a familiar voice he had heard several times, and he couldn't be mistaken.

Before he could think more, the whistle sounded another, more wonderful.

It's as melodious as a flute, and as crisp as a wind chime.

Shiloh knew it was an arrow.

He hurriedly pulled Her Royal Highness the princess back.

A second after the sound sounded, an arrow fell from the sky, plunging straight into the snow-covered ground, landing between Shiloh and the knights of Wendland.

The knights of Wendland were still in the panic of their leaders being killed one after another, and when they saw this arrow of unknown significance, no one dared to act rashly.

That's right.

Shiloh chuckled inwardly.

After a while, the knights of Wendland realized that something was wrong, because the rockets in the sky had rained down.

The standard equipment of the Wendland Light Knight is a sword and a spear, and in addition to the cuirass, the other parts are also mainly leather armor, and the resistance against burning rockets is almost zero.

For a time, wailing was all over the ground.

Moreover, the flames on this arrow did not weaken at all because of the cold air, but intensified, blooming red lotus on the bodies of the Wendland knights.

"How so, how so, what the hell is this!?"

A knight rolls on the ground, trying to extinguish the fire on his body, but instead the fire spreads throughout his body, and in the agony, he is shot through the throat by a follow-up arrow, and even his blood is evaporated and lost in the heat.

"Mr. Shiloh......"

Princess Ellifils looked at the tragic situation of hell on earth, and she was also a little unbearable.

"This is the burning arrow of the bow spirit, with the sound of the arrow as the introduction, as long as it is covered by the sound of the arrow, then it is absolutely impossible to extinguish the flame of the burning arrow, because it is the flame that burns the soul."

Although in the official description, this profession uses a longbow, and it also has a powerful attack skill that reaches the soul, but because the flexibility is too poor, the attack before the attack is too long, and it only exists as a supplementary long-range existence in the dungeon, as for the player battle, the bow spirit was once jokingly called "mobile honor", and it is the best object for hostile players to earn combat merits.

The first appearance of the Bow Spirit Envoy was in the Battle of the Misty Forest on the Eastern Front. Some players put forward an unprecedented idea, and implemented, and finally caused the Wendland army to be severely damaged on this battlefield, but in this world, I'm afraid there is not such a good thing, with Shiloh's observation, the current bow spirit envoy is still in the most basic tactics of inducing arrows and scorching arrows, as for improvement, maybe I can remind the ranger general later.

In less than three minutes, all the eleven knights were killed, and they couldn't even draw their swords to resist, except for Shiloh and Princess Elifils, watching in the cold winter north wind.

"You two, who are they?"

A dozen horseback rangers appeared from the woods, and when one of them saw that only a man and a woman were left among the corpses, he drew his sword and shouted loudly.

"We are Asteres, Kelvin. Viscount Wellington. ”

Recognizing this guy at first glance, Shiloh spoke, disarming his spell armor and raising his hands.

"You know me?"

Surprised that the young man in front of him called out his name, Kelvin. Viscount Wellington lowered his sword, but did not lift his guard, and it can be observed that the force in his hand has not dissipated, and he still holds the sword tightly, maintaining a state of being ready to strike at any time.

"Captain of the First Ranger of the Third Legion, known as the 'Eagle of the North'. Wellington, who in Astelle doesn't know that Lord Viscount shot down the eagle at the age of fifteen, and became the sharpshooter of the North. ”

Shiloh said, and at the same time glad that he had a good relationship with this Viscount of Wellington in the past games, he fought side by side in several battles, and heard him talk a lot about his own youth, and the story of being able to shoot an eagle at the age of fifteen was also heard at that time.

Shiloh remembered that it was a cold winter in the Misty Forest, the campfire at night reflected the faces of the soldiers and players, and it was difficult to hide the anxiety about the future and fate, even the warm ale in the cup could not warm the gradually cold heart, and it was on that night that Viscount Wellington told Shiloh and his teammates an interesting story about his childhood.

As for the tragic act of the Viscount who fought a bloody battle with 100 people of Wendland a few months later to cover the retreat of General Strass, and finally died of exhaustion, it is another story.

"Oh, I thought this story was only circulating in the north, but I didn't expect people to know it in the south."

Although Viscount Wellington still held the sword in his hand, his wariness had subsided a little, and the expression on his face was somewhat soothed.

"I once spent some time in the royal capital, and at that time I heard about it from my companions in the north."

Shiloh added, making excuses for his knowledge, and bowed slightly.

"In the lower Hilo. Ian Grey, is the chaplain of the Fourth Regiment of Aster. ”

"The Fourth Legion? I remember the Fourth Regiment as if it were in Trastan...... Wait, you said the Fourth Legion!? ”

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and Viscount Wellington stared at Shiloh as if he were looking at a dead man.

"The Trestan Fortress has fallen, how did you escape?"

It seems that the information is being transmitted quickly, and in less than two days, the situation of the battle in Trastan has reached this side.

"We escaped from the grey path before the fortress was breached......"

Whispering, Shiloh secretly observed the expression on Viscount Wellington's face, although he knew in the game that this was an upright guy, but violating the battle plan set by the boss without permission was still a capital offense, as a soldier, he must have been able to hear some information from Shiloh's words.

“...... So, you are deserters? ”

His eyes became sharp again, and Viscount Wellington exuded a heavy coercion, which was the oppressive feeling of a genuine silver mid-rank, even if he was a few meters away, Shiloh could still feel the terrifying murderous aura.

"The woman over there, there are no female soldiers in the Fourth Legion, who are you?"

asked coldly, but Viscount Wellington was stunned the moment the girl raised her head.

With long golden hair, pale blue eyes, and simple clothes on his body, he still can't hide his noble temperament, Viscount Wellington has only seen it when he visited the Trestan Fortress two years ago, but after such a long time, he still immediately recognized the identity of the other party.

"Her Royal Highness, Princess?"

Screaming, Viscount Wellington almost fell off his horse, and what Shiloh didn't expect was that the Viscount, who was in his early thirties, would actually blush because of this.

"Lord Wellington, it was my decision to retreat, and if you want to punish me, punish me."

Princess Elyfils stood awe-inspiring like a sword that never bends.

"How dare this, Your Highness, I'm just ......"

After a moment's speech, Viscount Wellington hurriedly dismounted and fell to one knee in front of Princess Ellifils.

"Please forgive your Highness for my previous rudeness."

Seeing what Viscount Wellington had done, the Sraynes realized that it was none other than Her Royal Highness Princess Astre who stayed at their house last night, and their legs suddenly weakened, and they both fell to their knees.

Shiloh was amused by this scene, but now was not the time to tease others, and he quickly turned his gaze back to Her Royal Highness.

"Get up, Lord Wellington, now is not the time for red tape."

Princess Ellifils lifted Viscount Wellington.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Princess."

Looking terrified, Viscount Wellington stood up and took a few steps back.

Shiloh looked at the Ranger captain in front of him who could be used to scare children like a young boy, and he was also full of fun, in the past game, these two people had not met in wartime, but they didn't expect this fierce northern eagle to miss Her Royal Highness the princess who only had a one-sided relationship two years ago.

"The fortress of Trestan was abandoned as an outcast, and the so-called outflanking operations are all lies to deceive their own people, and if you don't believe it, I have here a personal letter from General Livias to testify."

Princess Ellifils motioned for Shiloh to take out the letter he had seized from Baron Brinton and hand it to Viscount Wellington.

Accepting the envelope with some hesitation, the baron took out the letter paper, his eyes swept quickly, and the expression on his face suddenly became quite terrifying.

"Those bastards of the First Legion, how dare they do this to Her Royal Highness the Princess, they are betrayal, treason!"

Clenching his fists, Viscount Wellington said angrily, and even Shiloh could hear the creaking of his joints.

"Leave this aside for now, but this Mr. Shiloh woke us up in time, so that the troops of the Trestan Fortress were able to retreat safely, as for us...... Ran into some minor trouble on the way, lost contact with the main army, and was about to go to the Misty Forest to join you. ”

Princess Elyfils explained slowly, and put away the letter from Viscount Wellington.

"Speaking of which, Viscount Wellington, I remember that the Third Legion was not supposed to fight on the other side of the Misty Forest, why did you come to this place?"

Shiloh voiced his doubts, after all, in the history of the game, Viscount Wellington never left the Misty Forest to go near the Pamir Mountains during the war, and at this moment, is there something wrong with the Third Legion?

"To tell you the truth, we actually came to the edge of this misty forest on the orders of General Strass, because according to intelligence, it seems that an army passed by here yesterday, so the general sent me to check on the situation."

Viscount Wellington said, looking out at the Pamir Mountains in the distance.

"In this case, that army must be the remnants of the Fourth Legion of the Trestan Fortress, so I was worried that it was Wendland's mobile cavalry, but ......"

Turning his gaze, he looked at the charred corpse on the ground again.

"It looks like Wendland's vanguard has reached the Mordred Plateau, and it looks like we'll have to speed up our retreat."

Shiloh knew that in history, because they had been fighting in the Misty Forest, it was not until after most of the Mordred Plateau fell that the Northern Rangers evacuated the Misty Forest, and they fought a few encounters halfway through, losing a considerable number of troops, and at this moment, due to the changes in the Battle of Trastan, maybe there will be more variables in the future.

Even a small butterfly can whip up a huge storm after flapping its wings.

As a result of his actions, he has had an impact on the established historical trajectory in the game, which is what Shiloh wants to see the most, because it proves that his existence is meaningful and his travel is valuable.

Not noticing Shiloh's thoughts, Viscount Wellington asked his subordinates to bring two horses.

"Well, we don't have much time, Your Highness Princess, Mr. Ian Grey, please come back with me to the army and meet General Strass."

"Okay, just ......"

Princess Eliephiles glanced at the villagers who were peeping at them out of curiosity.

"Mr. Srein, please inform the rest of the village that this is no longer safe, and if you want to seek refuge, well, go to Kainzburg in the northeast, although it is a long way, it is better than staying here and being bullied by the army of Wendland."

"Your Royal Highness, Princess."

John on his knees. Srenin couldn't believe his ears.

In his opinion, the various actions of himself and his wife last night were simply a great offense, if it was in the hands of Baron Links, it was still unknown whether they could save their lives, but he didn't expect that Her Royal Highness the princess in front of him would ignore the previous suspicions, and even told him the direction of escape, he felt that something seemed to be touched in his heart, but he couldn't say what it was.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Princess!"

Can only bow down, John said with gratitude.

"Alright, Mr. Shiloh, Viscount Wellington......"

Princess Eliefils didn't say anything more to the hunter couple, but nodded lightly to the two beside her.

"Let's go."

Taking the reins, Her Royal Highness the princess flipped over and mounted her horse.