Shiloh saw the blood splash in midair, quickly evaporated by the scorching flames, and Acleo's arm fell in an arc in the sky, Griffith's broadsword dragged a long trail of blood, a dark golden glow appeared on his blade, and there was no expression on his face, which was in contrast to Akerio's bitter forbearance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Also attacked, there was the elementalized Verahill, she quickly faded away from Ekrio, and the raging flames crawled along the potholed dirt to a short distance, and in the blink of an eye, a human figure appeared directly, it was Verahir who was holding a long sword.

The pale green ponytail Valkyrie held a sword in one hand and pressed her flank with the other, there was a deep wound there, which was the scar left by the elementalized body affected by the Void Residue after being mapped to the main material plane, although it was not fatal, but it was already quite a heavy blow to the Legendary-level Vera Hill.

"Why does he have Void Dregs?"

Shiloh, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was a little puzzled, the Void Residue was expensive and extremely difficult to obtain, unless it was to crusade against large elemental creatures such as the Ice Dragon Aceris, or to purposefully target Legendary-level enemies, otherwise it was impossible for ordinary people to carry it with them, and these two reasons, in Shiloh's opinion, could not be established.

The invasion of the Wendran army was to defeat the Asterl army, not to clear the Misty Forest dungeon, even if they learned about the existence of the fog dragon Arnor Lund through various materials, it is unlikely that they would have specially prepared the void residue to deal with the fog dragon, as for the legendary rank, if it were not for the strategy battle of the fog dragon Arnoll Lund, Vera Hill would never have been able to become a legend in a short period of time, and it seems even more unreasonable to prepare this for her.

Without the time to think more deeply, Shiloh drove the warhorse, hoping to take advantage of the impact of Vera Hill, a legendary-level powerhouse, to quickly harvest the remaining troops of Wendland.

"Attack, attack, General Strass has already struck, victory is only a matter of time, let's drive the Wendland guys out of our land!"

Naturally, the soldiers of Astor could not observe the appearance of the Legendary Rank confrontation, they only knew that their commander had made a move, and she was stronger than the enemy's commander, and the entire legion was boiling through the urging of others.

They had been suppressed for too long, and the morale of Astor had fallen to the brink of defeat in the previous month's war, and the news of a dismal defeat on all other fronts had not even tasted victory until the Battle of the Misty Forest began.

Fear is contagious, and so is courage, and waves of sound rang out from the Astel formation, all arms raised, steel clashing one after another, they were waiting, waiting for a hearty victory.

"Charge, charge, charge!"

Lord Manstein shouted, and as an opportunity, the Astel army began a large-scale counteroffensive, and the overwhelming cavalry rushed towards the already somewhat scattered Wendland army, cutting off these originally invincible knights.

And Viscount Vlamir, seeing that the current battlefield situation has been unfavorable to Wendland, in order to retain his strength, he has already made a plan to retreat, almost all of his men are foot soldiers, these soldiers move much slower, but fortunately, they have not been discovered yet, as long as they pay more attention, it is not impossible to retreat.

"We turned south, and now the situation on the battlefield is not in our favor."

Vlamir was just about to give the order to turn around when he saw the north, and in front of their original path, a white horse appeared.

"Who?"

Originally, I thought it was the Asterl cavalry who was chasing after me, but when I looked closely, Vlamir realized that it was a young girl.

The long golden hair was tied up at the end, reflecting the brilliance of the silver moon Eustia, and the beautiful face of the girl was reflected in the girl's beautiful face, like the goblins depicted in those operas, and the military uniform of the girl Astel and the long sword in her hand reminded people of the legendary Valkyrie, the girl was alone, but she was just in front of Wendland's four thousand foot soldiers.

"Female?"

Vlamir didn't know which female generals there were in Aster's army besides Verahir, but he quickly saw that the other party was not strong, but only in the middle of bronze, so he wondered what kind of motives could make a young girl dare to face Wendland's army like this.

However, Vlamir soon discovered the girl's reason for doing so.

From behind the girl, another knight appeared, and this time Vlamir recognized it, and the other party was Signus. Wimble, the iconic monocle that refracted the moonlight, shimmered in the night.

Immediately after that, another, two, three, countless riders appeared on the horizon, and Vlamir came to his senses, this was the ambush of Aster.

"Spearmen, set up your weapons, all your shields are here, regroup, regroup!"

Vlamir knew that if he retreated directly at this time, it would likely lead to the collapse of the entire army, so he could only fight the other side hard, ordered the soldiers to build a defensive line, and he rode to the center of the ranks.

"Archers prepare, the enemy is not numerous, we have an advantage!"

Wendland's archers were much weaker than Aster's archers, and their arrows could barely fly over a distance of fifty yards, and could not be lethal until they were within twenty yards, so the archers were not equipped in cavalry regiments, only infantry phalanxes.

"Wind, wind!"

Vlamir saw that Aster's horn had been sounded, and the tide of cavalry was pouring down the slope, and the sound of horses' hooves gradually sounded, which made Wendland's soldiers tremble, and the sharp spears and strong shields seemed to be their last consolation, and the archers' arrows fell, knocking down several cavalrymen, but more, they still broke through this line of defense and attacked Wendland's infantry.

"Draw your sword!"

Vlamir could even hear the voice of the opposing commander, and in the next second, the torrent of cavalry met the infantry.

It was a split second, the spears were broken, the shields were pierced, the resistance of the infantry was of little avail, and Aster's cavalry drove straight in, cutting off the heads of the Wendland soldiers along the way, piercing their chests with spears, which was not a battle at all, it was nothing more than a one-sided massacre.

The long sword in Vlamir's hand trembled slightly, he didn't know whether to continue fighting, the battle situation in front of him could no longer be explained by his past experience, and all strategies had lost their effectiveness.

He saw one of the guards beside him having his throat slit with a sword, and another with his head cut off, and he saw the defeated Wendland's army fleeing towards the forest, but where could they outrun the horses, and the soldiers who turned their backs to the enemy, they could only be harvested in a wave, and he saw the blonde girl rushing towards him, the long sword in his hand seemed to be covered with flames, he raised his sword to block, but the girl easily bypassed, and then, he felt a chill in his heart, and then a hot flame gushed out.

Vlamir fell from his horse, and the last thing he saw was the sparkle of the clouds on the main battlefield. (To be continued.) )