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Act 317 of the Battle of the White I

Above the blue sky, the laws of Martha's elemental named 'tiamat' were resonating with the artifact, and four pillars of light pierced the sky, supporting Ampesel's skyline. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

The sky and the sea resonate, and flocks of white birds fly up from the sea, surrounding the pillars of light under the clear sky, forming a magnificent picture.

On that day, from Ampessel to Soau, from Grey Haven to Canaich, countless people witnessed this miracle.

But not everyone under this miracle is in the mood to enjoy the beauty above the sky. In the middle of the block near the North Gate of Port Ampesel, the non-commissioned officers and knights of the Royal Knight Academy were systematically penetrating and breaking the last line of defense of the Harbor Guard.

But the situation is quietly changing.

As one of the few graduates of the first class of the Royal Knight Academy, Hollande is leading several non-commissioned officers and knights from the same background as him to break through a temporary barricade of the Hong Kong Guards, and now all he has to do is keep moving forward, making a gap in the positions of the Hong Kong Guards before the other side has time to retreat and build a new defensive line.

Behind him, Cammel's Thirteenth Squad and Aiden's Fourteenth Squadron, who had previously completed the combo with him, would continue to circle around the rear to complete flanking attacks on the other defensive lines, and the duties of each tactical team were undoubted, and the owner of the wind spirit spider lying on their shoulders was Guò, so that the spiders clearly coordinated the situation on the entire battlefield, and then gave orders back to each of them.

Hollande had never fought such a battle, nor had he ever learned such a battle, but there was no doubt that it was exactly what he dreamed of. He could clearly see that his opponents were powerless, in shock and panic, and they just had to move forward, and then move forward, and victory was within reach.

Like an arm making a finger.

Hollande had always thought it was just an adjective, but now he realized that this kind of command and execution really existed. The non-commissioned officers and knights on the battlefield truly converge to form a sharp sword, and the person who wields the sword is a peerless swordsman.

It's hearty!

But suddenly, several wind spirit spiders appeared around him out of thin air. As soon as Hollande saw these azure-colored, translucent insects in the wind, he immediately realized that they were scouts in several directions of his own.

Something went wrong.

"The Cruz are already moving," replied Brando, grimly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, "there are at least three or more armies moving toward our flanks in the north-east and north-west directions, and they are moving at a rapid pace, and they have passed through the Golden Fleece Street, the Twelfth Street, ......."

He suddenly raised his head: "Ah, I think I recognize them, the White Lion Legion, this is their old trick of attacking on both flanks. ”

Brando suddenly felt a little funny, it turned out to be them.

"They want to outflank us." Nimesis replied coldly, "It's a trap. ”

"Those northerners are still quite bold, attracting everyone's attention to the Black Blade Legion, but secretly mobilizing the White Lion Legion." Brando sneered and raised his head, looking at the strange celestial phenomenon that resonated with the artifact in the sky: "It's just to meet the requirements of the Cruz people, but his knife meat is not painful at all." ”

Everyone present sank their faces, the current situation was already very clear, the eldest son of the king must have used the Lionheart Sword as a bargaining chip to persuade the Flame Temple, otherwise, under the surveillance of the Cruz, it would be impossible for the White Lion Legion to calmly dispatch thousands of people to quietly come to Ampesel.

Not only that, but Siphah openly said that the Cruz people came in person, and in fact I am afraid that regardless of whether the Lionheart appears in Ampesel or not, this sword will belong to the Sanctuary of Fire in the future. With the manpower and material resources of the Temple of Fire, it would be easy to find a sword in the small territory of Eruin.

Not to mention that the other party also has several other parts in their hands that can resonate with the Lionheart.

However, perhaps the other party did not expect that the soul of Odysphes had always been in the White Lion Army. Perhaps this is the so-called man is not as good as the sky, and this sudden artifact resonance actually woke up Brando.

Wood, Wood, Brando couldn't help but shake his head. He still relied too much on the judgment of his previous life, and the old man Wood was indeed a close friend of Tulaman and a neutral man with an upright style, but other than that, he forgot that the other party was also a high-ranking member of the Fire Temple, a Cruzian.

The importance of Odysphes to the Sanctuary of Fire is self-evident, and more importantly, the Holy War is as important to him as it is to Merros.

Those northerners are really forbearing.

But alas, it left him with one last chance.

Artifact Resonance exposes his location, but it also exposes the other party's intentions. Brando couldn't help but sneer a little, the Sanctuary of Fire still hadn't understood that this battlefield had long been under his control.

Soon the other party will regret it, and he looks back:

"Nimesis, please order the whole army to turn around, this is our last chance."

The female knight looked up and glanced at him.

She nodded silently.

A whining horn sounded.

Hollande tightened his grip on the reins, and he could already hear the sound of a trumpet echoing in the air, not an attack, but a retreat. But now he had no choice, and he saw the gray-and-white soldiers in armor pouring out of the alleys in front of him.

Kingdom White Lion Legion!

Hollande felt his heart tighten a little, but his reaction was quick, "It's an ambush, into that alley!" The five non-commissioned officers and knights showed superb cooperation at this time, and they pulled the reins of their horses at the same time, turned around in unison, clamped the belly of their horses at the same time, turned around and jumped into the alley on one side.

"Accelerate! Hasten! Don't stop! But immediately, Hollande had seen almost the same soldiers appear on the other side of the alley, but it seemed to be heavy infantry, two rows, a dozen or so people, and he immediately shouted: "The White Lion Legion is infantry, speed up, rush away from them!" ”

But the White Lion infantry reacted quickly, as if they had just appeared at the entrance of the alley, and set up tower shields in the front row and spears in the back row.

The kind of spear they used, the whole body was white, which was also a special equipment of the White Lion Infantry, a thorn spear converted from the dragon slaying spear of the wind elves, which was used to deal with cavalry with first-class lethality.

Hollande's heart sank, the opponent's tactical literacy was too high, he would only wish that he was riding the war dragon of the Cruz Iron Horse, and only the armor plate on the monster's chest with a thickness of more than seven millimeters could block the blow of the White Lion's Thorn Spear.

He turned around, and the white lion infantry behind him had already swarmed in, led by a white lion heavy guard with a heavy shield in one hand and a battle axe in the other. Behind them, the light infantry of the White Lion Legion had already set up their longbows - Hollande had reacted that the rain had stopped and that projectile weapons were beginning to come in handy.

This is really to add insult to injury.

Hollande turned his head and couldn't help but squint his eyes, the rows of white lion spears in his eyes were getting clearer and closer, and the patterns on them were so clear, but they were slightly different from the ones he had seen last time in the north.

Did the White Lions improve their weapons again?

The other party really deserves to be the first-class elite of the kingdom. However, they are not inferior, but in this case, the disadvantage is too great.

Make a last stand.

Hollande tightened the cavalry sword in his hand, and the white lion light infantry behind him had already loosened the bowstring in his hand, and a sharp and sharp sound piercing the air came from far and near from behind, and then he felt several heavy hits on his back armor.

It was a little painful, but fortunately I didn't wear it. However, this accuracy is really bad, he can't help but be glad that the kingdom's White Lion Legion has never been known for its long-range strike force, although he has regretted this more than once, but when the other party stands on his side, Hollande is a little glad that he is not a crow's mouth.

But the spear array in front of it was getting closer.

"Push it up, brothers!" He suddenly raised the sword in his hand and roared with all his strength.

"For the sake of Eruin, forward!" The knights around him roared in unison.

But it was at this time that Hollande seemed to hear a small voice shouting: "Separate! Apart! "Separate what? He was slightly stunned, and suddenly, he saw that the white lion infantry in front of him was crowding out to the sides, revealing a gap in the middle.

Opportunity!

Like a man in the water, Hollande grasped a straw, and he immediately screamed like the knights who had charged the enemy positions in the battle of the Golan-Elsen plateau: "Rush over!" Rush over! ”

If you can't die, people don't want to die. The same is true for the non-commissioned officers and students, although they don't understand why the other party is open, but now they have no choice.

The five horses and the knights on their backs passed through the spear formation of the white lion infantry in an instant, and Hollande subconsciously turned his head, only to see that the open spear array was closing behind them.

Then he saw that the white lion light infantry on the other side of the alley was drawing their longbows once more, and then firing their arrows. Seeing the sharp arrows coming out of the string, he suddenly realized in an instant:

It turned out that the opponent was not accurate, but that the other party was aiming at these white lion infantry around him.

What's going on? The White Lion Legion is split?

Hollande's mind was in turmoil, but he heard a voice calling to him, "Hollande! He turned his head and saw a large number of non-commissioned officers and students from the Royal Knight Academy gathering together, forming a torrent of cavalry.

The knightess, who was on horseback, was staring at him and shouted, "Hollande, return quickly!" There's no time to say more, we're going to break through to the south! ”

"Beth? What's going on? ”

Hollande looked back at the White Lion Legion's infantry, who were engaged with their comrades, but to his surprise, the White Lion infantry before was no match for the White Lion infantry who appeared on the battlefield later.

When he saw those white lion infantry blocking the alley swinging out sword qi with their spears, he couldn't help but change his face. "White crow swordsmanship? Could it be that these are the Praetorian Guards of the royal family? ”

"No, I don't know!" Beth shook her head, "They're here to help us, but I don't know what's going on!" ”

She tilted her head: "If there is any problem, you go and ask His Excellency the Commander." ”

"Commander?"

Hollande turned his head on his horse, and immediately saw the slender figure standing on top of the war horse in his field of vision—he couldn't help but look in that direction with some reverence, "Is that also the army of His Excellency the Commander?" ”

"It seems to be."

"But how can he command the White Lion Legion?"

"No, Hollande. They are not the White Lions, in fact they are ......"

"Huh?"

"White Lion Guards......"

The half-elf princess froze as she saw the army emerge from the fog after the heavy rain to walk in front of her, and then through their ranks, advancing into the front line of battle.

Her fingertips turned white, and she even trembled slightly.

Countless times, she had heard from her father's bedside stories the legend of an army that had fought with the king in the plains, mountains, and forests of Eruin, dressed in pure white armor, and that they had defeated one of their enemies, that they had expanded their territory and that they had traveled with virtue and valor, and that they were truly the strongest army of Eruin.

White Lion Guards.

Countless times, she had seen in her dreams that the shining banner had come to her under the leadership of her knights. And that glorious army seems to have returned to Eruin, to that banner.

Countless times, she even thought that her father was still alive in this world, and she could see her realize it with her own eyes.

Countless times, she believed she could succeed.

Until her father, who had always supported her, left her, until the royal party also parted ways with her ideals, but until today, the dream has become a reality.

The flag was right in front of her.

Behind Brando.

And that army was walking under the banner, pure white battle armor, surrounded by golden war poems above the armor, exactly the same. When she saw that army had repelled the attack of the White Lion Legion, the half-elf girl couldn't help but raise her head and look at the sky.

At that moment, she seemed to see that wise gaze that transcended time.

Brando didn't expect that the legion he had built would have such an impact on the princess, but he wasn't either; It was also one of his dreams to recreate the legion, but it wasn't until he saw it come into being that he realized his efforts had not been in vain.

The ancient legion had returned, as if it had been handed over to him by the king's own hand, and only the Eruin could understand the meaning.

But Brando knew that this was not the time to sigh, the White Lions were still on both flanks ready to complete the encirclement, he only had one chance, he had to break out of the encirclement.

Take everyone with you.

He glanced at it, and the cadets of the Royal Knight Academy had already closed, and these young men had almost no losses against the Hong Kong Guard. But as soon as the White Lions attacked, almost a tenth of them remained on the battlefield forever.

It's still too immature.

Brando's heart ached so much that he could barely speak. But fortunately, most of the people who were chosen for the moment in history there did not have any problems, and only a few were slightly injured. The funniest thing is that Enrok guy actually fell off his horse and crushed the other party to death when he broke through the blockade of the White Lion Legion, if it wasn't for his companions who rescued him with all their hands and feet, it is estimated that this guy would have been taken prisoner.

Thankfully.

Brando turned around, and he gave Cagliss a look. The current commander of the New White Lion Legion immediately nodded and understood what he meant, Brando wanted the New White Lion Legion to protect these students as two wings, not that he didn't care about the life or death of the New White Lion Legion, but because he thought that these young people from Tonigel had no possibility of casualties at all.

As soon as the arrangements were in place, the non-commissioned officers of the New White Lion Regiment and the Royal Knight Academy were worthy of being the best troops in Eruin in this era, and it took less than a quarter of an hour for the two armies to complete the merger and turn around.

Brando raised his sword.

He proudly looked at the White Lion Guards in the distance, ready to attack, and finally, if the tactic he had in mind was to be realized, let the White Lion Legion of the Kingdom be the first test subject.

It's not complete, but it's enough for some people to drink a pot.

However, everyone looked up at the sword of the earth pointing at the sky, and it was at this moment that a golden aura spread out from Brando's body.

Conflict aura.

Brando lowered his sword and pointed forward:

"Charge!"

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