Wake up Graves. Baron Hilton's was the sound of horses' hooves. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Baron Hilton had not slept well for the past two days, and although the dense fog in the forest had dissipated, the gloom in his heart had not diminished in the slightest, and in fact, the entire Wendland army had been overwhelmed by the strange trap, and the progress of the advance of the battle line had been seriously delayed. Count Ecorio didn't speak, but they all knew that Lord Count was on the verge of breaking out.

Therefore, even with the feud of the Baron of Hilton, Karl. Baron Reeves became the first victim of the strange trap in the afternoon of the first day, and Baron Hilton couldn't be happy, after all, even the baron at the peak of bronze would be fatally killed by this trap, and these nobles with similar strength would not dare to enter without permission.

In fact, after the first wave of advance troops was attacked, the Wendland army halted its advance.

The adults above discussed it for a long time, but this kind of trap that is not driven by magic power, ordinary magicians can't perceive it at all, and in the end, Wendland, who has nothing to do, adopts the most primitive method, which is human demining.

Fortunately, most of Wendland's soldiers had a passion and did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives for the country, and soon, Wendland organized a death force, which was armed with a sharp sword, and once again set foot on the minefield that Wendland's soldiers privately called "the land of death".

At first, there was no accident, the death force suffered huge losses, hundreds of traps spread across a front took the lives of most of the soldiers, and many more were left with lifelong disabilities, however, as the troops swept away, the number of these traps became smaller and smaller, but even so, the soldiers did not dare to take it lightly.

Because whenever they feel that there will be no more traps and are paralyzed, they can always step on a new trap, of course Wendland does not know, in order to delay their progress, Shiloh deliberately laid some mines after the first minefield, causing Wendland's army to never dare to confirm whether this forest is safe.

As a result, the muffled sound of explosions in Baron Hilton's ears every day became his lingering nightmare, but the sound of horses' hooves tonight made his already weakened nerves tense at once.

"What's the situation?"

Hurriedly getting up, he put on a fur coat, Astle's winter was much colder than Wendland's, he was not used to this climate, so when he stood up, he could not help but shiver.

Picking up his weapon, it was a short staff with an emerald crystal set at one end, Graves. As a rare magician in the Hilton family, Baron Hilton has the strength of the bronze pinnacle and is good at using the magic of the wind system. One of the reasons for Baron Reeves' feud was that a magician could not make peace with a warrior no matter what.

The moment the tent curtain was lifted, Baron Hilton felt murderous.

Hmmm――

A short arrow slashed past his nose, and he turned his head, and saw something he couldn't believe.

The light cavalry in half-body armor was charging towards their camp on their horses, the cavalrymen were holding crossbows, and after a volley, the Wendland soldiers who were on vigil fell one after another, they were not ready to engage the enemy, and they were still wearing military uniforms for the convenience of movement, and the Baron of Hilton secretly screamed in his heart, and the short staff in his hand had been raised.

"Wind Blade!"

Activating the spell engraved in the short staff in the simplest way possible, the pale green world strings flickered, and three invisible blades slightly distorted the air and struck at the charging cavalry.

Click-

In the night, a crisp slash sounded, and the upper body of a cavalryman, along with the war horse under his crotch, was divided into four parts, and the whole person collapsed forward, and the blood rose, and it looked extremely bright in the glow of the silver moon Yustia.

"Magician!"

A black-haired man led by him immediately spotted Baron Hilton, and as soon as the blade in his hand turned, the whole team adjusted its direction slightly and rushed towards Baron Hilton's side.

"Naive."

Although he didn't understand why Astor would attack in this way at such a time, Baron Hilton was still unhurried, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the remaining Wendland soldiers who were already in battle position, and raised his left hand slightly.

"Archers prepare."

A dozen archers immediately approached the Baron of Hilton, mounted their bows and arrows, and at the slightest command, the arrows were fired at the charging light cavalry.

Estimating the distance, Baron Hilton was about to wave his hand to give the order, but the man led by Astelle raised his left hand.

"What is this?"

Before he could confirm his reason for doing so, Baron Hilton saw a sun-like glow burst from the man's hand.

Stung in the eyes by this light, Baron Hilton couldn't help but cover his eyes, and like him, the other archers also lost their crosshairs for a while, even if the light only lasted for a few seconds, but it was enough for a battlefield where every second counted.

The Wendland army temporarily lost the ability to counterattack due to the light, and on the side of Aster, the cavalry that had been prepared for a long time completely avoided this dazzling flash.

Life and death are in an instant.

The horses crossed the fence around the camp, their swords shining in the moonlight, and by the time Wendland's archers regained their sight, Astelle's blade reaching their throats.

"Slash!"

The black-haired man at the head of the leader raised his sword and lifted the head of one of the archers, and at the same time, the Baron of Hilton also recovered from the flash, and he watched in amazement as Aster's cavalry easily tore his way, and the Wendland soldiers beside him took a slight half step back, as if they were also trembling at the enemy.

The Wind Blade in the short staff was still charged twice, and Baron Hilton didn't want to waste this precious combat power just like that, he chanted a spell in a low voice, and built magic with his own magic power, and the pale green world string appeared in the palm of his hand, and then immediately turned into a shadowless blade and shot out.

Wind Blade!

The target was the black-haired man in the lead, only to see the blade of the wind cut through the air, roaring towards the man, if it hit directly, even if he was wearing half-body armor, he would be ruthlessly cut off.

However, in the face of this fatal edge, the black-haired man just grabbed the reins, allowing the war horse to stagnate for a while, and then took advantage of the time difference to dodge the wind blade.

"How could it be !?"

Although the Wind Blade Technique is a low-level spell, its advantage is hidden and difficult to detect, especially at this night, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to see the whereabouts of these air-made blades, let alone dodge attacks just by moving around.

Baron Hilton's heart was shocked, but the approaching cavalry were unmoved, time passed in a flash, and the saber glowing with the cold light of the silver moon became clearer and clearer in his eyes.

"Die!"

Before he could activate the other magic engraved in his staff, Baron Hilton felt a flutter in his body, and he felt as if he had flown into the sky, and the world in his vision began to spin, but soon he realized that it was only his own head that was flying.

In the last seconds of falling into darkness, he saw the backs of Aster's cavalry galloping away, the Wendland banner stained with blood.