The sun was shining brightly on the temple square, the tips of the spears shining with snow, and Haruzer stood on the steps of the Temple of Fussa with his sword in hand, covered in blood, gritting his teeth and standing firm. The summer wind blew the long flag on the top of the temple's spire, the golden flame emblem shone brightly, and the petals of the silver tree like snow fluttered one after another, fluttering down.

The Imperial army is surging into the square, and the White Lion Guard's defensive circle is shrinking.

But there must be no retreat -

"Haruzer! Stand up and do it again! The sister's voice was majestic and gentle, full of irresistible power, she put her soft and cold hand on his forehead, looked carefully into his eyes, and said word by word: "You are the only man in the Kolkova family, you have no choice, you must take up your responsibilities and obligations!" You are king, and your blood should be shed for the sake of the Kolkova family, for the royal family, and for the people who promised you. ”

"The so-called king is the one who sheds blood first-"

In the midst of the chaotic shouting, the anxious shout of a knight of the White Lion Guard seemed to reach his thoughts from the distant sky: "Your Royal Highness, please retreat to the back...... Here, it can't be held anymore. ”

The leather ring of the hair broke at some point, and the long silver hair flew in the wind, and the strands of hair swept across the blood-stained face, and a smile bloomed on the face of a princess who coexisted with perseverance and softness. Haruzer looked down at the bloody knight and smiled slightly, "I can't retreat...... Because, we will win soon,...... I trust the teacher and he will do it. ”

"But—"

The sword pointed forward, the tip of the sword shining a little in the sunlight.

Haruzer slowly flattened the spine of the sword, his gaze forming a straight line with it, and his slightly childish face carried an almost sacred solemnity: "Yes. Today I am Princess Fossa and today I will lead you to victory! - Listen, the Cruz will not have time to take advantage of their position, and attack their left flank with me, while they are still in position! ”

"Your Highness the Princess. You can't take any chances! ”

"Why not?" Haruzer replied with a glance back, pressing a hand to his chest: "Here is the blood of the royal family, it flows for the throne, and one day the flower of the royal family will wither and wither, but the stars of the kings of the ancients will rise and shine on Eruin for eternity." ”

This is the claw of the white lion, the tooth of the white lion......

This is the wings of the white lion, the glory of the white lion......

This is the soul of the white lion, the pride of the white lion.

The tension on the faces of the young knights turned sacred. They have a tune in their hearts from the ancients, pathetic and majestic, yet impassioned, which is the belief passed on to them by Brando and the former king Ek, as if it is the sustenance of traveling through distant time and space, so that people can see the truth and belief behind that qiē.

"Come with me, my knights, and I am with you. Fight side by side with you. ”

"Your Royal Highness, you are with us. We fought side by side—" The knight's reply was low and majestic.

An epic poem was being written on the battlefield when the Eruin suddenly moved and launched a swift attack. On the square, countless knights of the White Lion Guards let out a mountain of cheers, and they praised and chanted 'Long live the White Lion', 'Long live the princess', and 'Long live Eruin' and launched a decisive charge against the Imperial Guards lined up in an array.

They were so excited, and so indifferent. It is as if they are going to face death not but the highest glory.

The Cruz were blinded, and they found that the eyes of their enemies flashed with madness, and they rushed into the forest of spears in columns. Rush between the rows of shield walls, allowing spears to pierce their bodies, but still attacking the Imperial forces behind the shield walls.

The Imperial Army's line loosened, and by the time they could react, the White Lion Guards had already smashed a huge hole in their array. The commander of the White Legion was overwhelmed by this scene - before they could unfold, the weakness of the left flank was caught by the other side - but he did not expect the Eruin to be so resolute and seize this only opportunity from a desperate situation with their lives.

This opportunity is about to bury a qiē.

The Hong Kong Guards who watched this scene were also stunned, they witnessed a Jedi counterattack, and the retreating side was a famous legend, the Anderson Legion, the pale wolf of the field, the white of the Empire, and the Eruin were working a miracle, and this miracle would spread throughout the continent in the blink of an eye - the Empire was defeated, in front of the Eruin.

Almost after a moment's hesitation, all the Hong Kong guards howled and joined the counterattack, knowing only one thing in their hearts, after today, the two sides involved in this battle will surely be famous all over the world.

It will witness the rise of a legion.

And at this moment, the glory belongs to Eruin-

……

The snow was falling heavily, the snow was thick, the pace was staggering, the sweat seemed to blur the vision, the lungs seemed to have been pierced with a nail, the pain was scorching, the hair was sticky to the cheeks, and the vision was so heavy that it seemed like I would fall asleep at any moment.

But only the sword was still trembling in his hand.

While!

With a cold light, the sword in his hand flew out of his hand, swirling and falling into the snow, splashing a handful of snowflakes.

Before he could react, a violent force had already come from his chest, and as soon as his eyes flickered, the person had risen from the ground and fell heavily on the snow, the cold melting snow water flowed down his forehead, slid down his nose and fell to the tip of his chin, and his clothes were already wet and cold.

"Stand up," a cold voice shouted with a tone of disappointment, "one more time!" ”

For some reason, tears suddenly burst out of my eyes.

"Don't cry, Haruzer!"

Haruzer looked up with tears in his eyes and saw clearly the man standing in front of him, his sister standing tall and heroic, wearing a thin armed uniform and holding a long sword, standing in the heavy snow. Here ......, he subconsciously turned his head, and under the claws of the charred old oak stood a tall figure, wearing a broad and thick cloak, behind the snow, with a bow of promise.

"You are not as strong as your sister, but you will one day be a good king and protect your sister. She loves you so much. ”

Teardrops rolled down like beads with broken threads.

"Haruzer, you're a man, don't cry!"

"I'm not going to cry!"

Haruzer cried and leaped to his feet, rolling to the side and grabbing his own sword in the snowdrift, but he had barely had time to touch the coldness of the hilt. There was already a huge force on his head. Subconsciously raised his sword to parry, a piercing sound of metal rubbing, the huge force almost made him retreat again and again, he raised his head, and found that the scenery in front of him had changed.

He was holding a sword, and he was intertwined with the sword of the earth in the hand of his teacher Brando, and on the ground was the thick red carpet of the Valhalla Holy Palace, where the light and shadow were intertwined, and Brando was wearing a light gray earl's coat. He raised his head and looked at him calmly, and said word by word:

"Haruzer, what you can do depends on what you want to do, swordsmanship is different from magic, it is the embodiment of self-confidence in one's heart."

"Teacher ......"

"Can you beat yourself?"

"I ......"

"Then try another sword."

The dark blade pulled away from his sword and stabbed at him at a sharp angle, like a poisonous snake. Haruzer just remembered this trick. Quickly turned his sword and blocked Brando's attack once again. Two swords intersect. Let out a clear chirp.

After a sword, Haruzer subconsciously took a step forward and wanted to attack, but he suddenly realized something, and suddenly stopped, stunned in place.

Brando put away the Sword of the Earth. Haha laughed.

"Haruzer, everyone will eventually learn to draw a sword."

"The sword will break, the swordsman will die, but they will not fail once you have the sword. You're already victorious—"

The vision is staggered and blurred.

In the shadow, he seemed to see his sister's upright figure again, and Yingying stood beside his father. It is the ghost of many times, the background is a bright spring day, a gentle summer night, a autumn with falling leaves, a snow-covered winter, the scene in Winter Claw Fort, in the summer court, in the Jinteng Palace, repeatedly turning, as if brewing the sourness and sweetness of time; He saw himself fall again and again, and got up from the ground again and again, he saw the disappointed shaking his head, and he saw the bow of promise, and finally the picture was fixed on the square of the temple of Fosa.

He saw himself leading his knights into a charge against the Imperial front, spears shining, battle flags fluttering, and ancient heroes singing and chanting around the battlefield.

He saw the high-spirited, confident and determined self, the 'Highness the Princess' who seemed to be a Valkyrie, as if he saw a self standing against him, completely opposite.

"Haruzer, this mortal world is like a huge stage, and one day, everyone will find their own place on it."

"You don't have to be discouraged by your weakness, because you haven't seen the pride hidden in your heart."

"People who are truly inactive will not be disappointed in themselves......"

"You will stand proudly in the center of the stage, and I will be proud of you."

Haruzer didn't know if he was still crying, if he should still be crying, and the long sword in his hand fell, disappearing in the darkness.

Everything is plunged into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, the figure in the blurred vision was longing, the pain in his chest was hot, and he was confused when he heard someone shouting in surprise: "Her Royal Highness the princess has woken up!" Then there was a panic, and he loosened his consciousness and fainted again. When he woke up again, it was already setting, and at dusk, the remnant sun was drifting on the sea, staining the entire Fussa Square with a fiery sunset.

The Imperial Army had already retreated, and at this moment the entire Port of Fatan was peaceful, and although there was smoke curling in the direction of the city, half of the banner of the White Legion could no longer be seen. The soldiers reverently told 'her', and just after he led the knights to repel the last attack of the White Legion, the Imperial army inexplicably withdrew from the city, and almost all of them attributed this miracle to 'her', calling 'her' the 'miracle princess of Port Fatan'.

But only Haruzer himself knew: the teacher had done it, he had really persuaded the commander of the opposing army to surrender, and the war had been decided, and after this battle, the white lion stood proudly.

Haruzer sat quietly on the steps, and the slanting sun stretched his shadow long, and leaned on the square, so that no one dared to disturb her, and the knights stood guard for their princess with reverence and willingness.

Not long after, one of the soldiers brought Brando's communication crystal and said to Haruzer, "Your Highness Princess, the lord said he wanted to see you. ”

Haruzer nodded at him.

Soon, Brando's image appeared on the crystal.

Brando looked at the 'Royal Highness the Princess' who was covered in blood, and shook his head with great satisfaction: "Is the injury serious?" ”

"Not strict, teacher."

"It's good that it's not strict, otherwise your sister will definitely kill me."

"Teacher, I'm sorry ......"

"It's good to know that you're wrong, if you really die here, the royal party will definitely think that I am a powerful minister who wants to seize the throne." Brando joked.

"Teacher, I know you're not—"

"It's because you know that you can't give up your life lightly," Brando sternly said, "Haruzer, this matter can be big or small, but Eruin must not fall into suspicion and civil strife again, you must be responsible for this, and you must be responsible for this kingdom!" So you have to think twice about your behavior, and rashness is not a quality that a good leader should have! ”

"But, teacher, I have seriously thought about it, you said that I should be a banner, and in that situation, if I choose to retreat, then we will definitely lose the port of Fatan, and if we lose the port of Fatan, is there any point in our victory?"

"No point—" Brando replied categorically.

Haruzer was slightly stunned, he had already regretted what he had said, he had never dared to refute his teacher, especially when he had done something wrong, but for some reason these words were blurted out, as if they were not in his head. It's just that before he could regret it, Brando's answer was already even more surprising to him.

He never dreamed that instead of blaming him for it, Brando praised him.

"Because your choice is very right," Brando suddenly smiled slightly: "Haruzer, you are the best crown prince I have ever met, and I am also my best student, I am proud of you." ”

Haruzer opened his mouth slightly, and a warm current surged in his heart at some point, as if he was in an unreal world, and he replied in a daze for a long time: "Teacher...... Thank you. ”

"You owe it to your sister, and yourself," Brando shook his head, "Remember what I said to you?" ”

Haruzer nodded heavily.

The king does not need a sword, for he has pride in his heart.

…… (To be continued......)