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After the defeat of the Vieiro's left flank, Count Jacques placed his defensive position in a wood, hoping to use the terrain to limit the use of the Mardara skeleton cavalry and the Dreadnought. After losing the left flank, the width of the Vieiro defense line became extremely narrow, and it was surrounded by the army of the undead on three sides, and the Madara side sent skeleton swordsmen to attack, and the elite crossbowmen of the Viero people had almost no lethality to the bone frame, only the crossbow arrows sanctified by the priests of the Flame Temple had the desired effect, but the number was too small, and the impact on the battle situation was basically none. The Skeleton Swordsmen were slightly inferior to the human soldiers, and they were outnumbered, and the elite crossbowmen of the Viero side could not be effective, and the remaining more than a thousand knights and hoplites were caught in a bitter battle.

Like all human armies at war with the undead, the Vieiro resistance was so stubborn that the dark nobles of Madara were accustomed to it, and their response was simple, exchanging casualties with the Vieiro at any cost. When Brando heard this, he understood that the Count of Jacques was unlucky, the skeletons were resistant to arrows, and the Vieiro people did not bring enough priests with them, so they were simply killing themselves, on the other hand, Madara was experienced, and the undead army was tireless and unaffected by casualties, but the human race could not accept the despair of falling one by one of their comrades, and sure enough, the Vieiro people quickly fell into chaos.

"So the Vieiro are about to finish?" Brando asked.

"It's almost over, my lord, but Madara's infantry is still involved. The Vieiro's elite crossbowmen were not much of a threat to the skeletons, but they were a great threat to the Dreadnought, and the Blood Staff lost two Dreadfuls in this battle, presumably vowing to take down the Viero elite army. Moreover, the current exchange ratio is very favorable to them, and there is no reason to let go of this opportunity. ”

"What did you see with your own eyes?"

"See for yourself, lord."

"And what do you think of both sides?" Brando, sitting on his horse, asked again meaningfully.

"The Viero knights are a joke, in my opinion they shouldn't have come at all, those knights have made the Count Jacques miserable, without them, the Vieiro wouldn't have lost so badly."

"There's nothing Archduke Vieiro can do to stop them from coming." Brando smiled, sarcastic.

Everyone else around him couldn't help frowning, especially a person like Karglis, who came from an aristocratic family, and the retainers served the lord, which was a matter of course, and it seemed that Eruin and Cruz had maintained such a tradition for hundreds of years, and it was no big deal, but how did it suddenly seem to become a big drawback. Only Brando understands in his heart that in the past lords' battles, it didn't matter if they won or lost, it was nothing more than the loss of some money, it was an aristocratic war; But from this era, the war for the annexation of countries and territories began, and from this moment on, the victory or defeat of the war began to be a matter of life and death, and the inefficient way of forming the army began to become a fatal weakness.

"What about the others?"

"It's okay, the noble knights and heavy infantry of Tomuber have the strength of the Ampesel Harbor Guard and the Southern Army, but the number is too small, if the elite crossbowmen can play their due role, they can still fight, now ......" Karglis snorted. Tomober is the real name of Count Jacques, and Calgliss has always been cynical, so he lacks due courtesy to the nobles except for Brando and His Royal Highness the Princess, and calling him by his first name instead of giving him a nickname is already the courage to respect the Earl, and the so-called ability to fight in a battle is only to be able to confront the army of 4,000 skeletons head-on, and the blood staff has not put the elite into the frontal battlefield at all.

"What about the Lantonilans?"

"Eco was stopped by the skeleton cavalry of Madara, and directly across from us, they had been trying to go to Tomob's aid, but the bone-bones didn't give him that chance. But the Lantonilans are too good to take advantage of them, and I saw Eco and his knights circling the skeleton cavalry, waiting for us to arrive at the battlefield. ”

Brando smiled, the commander of this army must be Eco's fiancée Yura, that blind nine phoenix girl has a natural talent, a real chosen one, if she and Eco died too early in history, the history of Eruin may be different. At that time, there were several strongmen in the south, in addition to Eco and Yura, there was also Kowen in front of him, if these three people could join forces, plus the Highland Knights, Madara's invasion might not be so smooth, when the Blood Staff was ambushed in the Tosankade Forest, and Yura also played an important role in it.

"Tell me about Madara." He deliberately raised his voice a little, and sure enough, everyone else pricked up their ears, and most of the people here, except for Brando, were very curious about the 'opponent' that the lord had always valued so much. In what they had heard, those skeletons were not worth mentioning, except for Brando and Freya, and even the mercenaries who had escaped from Buchi did not think that Madara would be the great enemy of Eruin, these people were more or less influenced by such thoughts, but what they saw today seemed to make them see the other side of the Romandala rose.

Yuta sat in the saddle fully armed, the mercenary captain was very unaccustomed to the heavy armor on her body, but she couldn't put it down, this beautiful armor carved with embosses now proved that she was a nobleman of the kingdom, the status of the knight chief, this is the status she has always wanted, if she had this identity, maybe she would have been able to protect her sister at that time, she sighed secretly. Hearing Brando's words, Juta pursed her lips again, turned back to Fern on the side and said, "Lord Lord is here again." ”

The knight chief, who was born in the Karasu cavalry, looked at her, a little coldly, and did not answer.

"Are those skeletons really that powerful?"

"It's better than you think, but it's not as outrageous as the lord said." Fern replied.

"I think so, the lord was probably frightened by them in Buchi, hehe, although our lord is a little incredible, young and handsome, but after all, he is just a child." Juta smiled.

Fern glanced at her, it was a bit disrespectful to say this, the blood staff is a blood feud for every Karasu person, and he is no exception, the lord kept the promise of the day and brought him here, he was only grateful in his heart, and the thought of having the opportunity to kill the blood staff with his own hands, the mercenary leader from the Karasu cavalry only felt that his blood was boiling. Of course, he may have agreed with Yuta's words a little in his heart, but he would never describe the lord like that.

At this moment, in front of Brando, Karglis was silent for a moment: "If I could, I really don't want to be their enemy, I have to kill them completely, I feel tired to think about it." ”

"That's all?"

"It's still a little strong."

"Strong?"

"The one who defeated Tomob was a skeletal swordsman, and their outfits were like none of them had seen before - they were far more powerful than the average skeletal skeleton, but strangely, we had never heard of such a skeletal swordsman before. I suspect that in addition to the Dreadnought and the Skeleton Cavalry, there are many other high-ranking formations of Madara that we have not heard of, which have never been seen in past wars. Karglis replied thoughtfully.

"Describe it?"

"That skeletal swordsman is a little different from the average bone rack, they use a palm-wide two-handed greatsword."

"A two-handed swordsman."

"Yes, two-handed swordsman." Karglis nodded: "Unlike the chain mail of ordinary skeletons, they wear black half-body armor, but they don't wear helmets, as if they wear iron foot guards. ”

"Is there a relief of a spider on the breastplate of the busthal?"

Karglis looked up at Brando in surprise, "Lord Lord, have you seen them?" ”

Brando smiled, and sure enough, it came, the Spider Swordsman. He looked at Karglis and continued, "And then?" ”

"They are very strong," Cagliss was a little surprised, he knew his mission before he went to Sylman, so in addition to what Brando taught him about Madara, he also borrowed information about the dark kingdom from Antitina, but there was no book about that strange two-handed swordsman, and he felt more and more that his lord was a little extraordinary, so he cautiously replied: "Ordinary knights are not their opponents, they have at least the strength of a third-order army." ”

"Third order, a formed army?" Fern finally couldn't help but open his mouth: "This can't be! ”

Madara does have many high-level undead, among which the bone dragon is a creature up to the ninth order, there were a total of three bone dragons in the army of Instaon back then, but they are like the general-level existence in the Eruin army, once they appear on the battlefield, they are often conspicuous targets, and Eruin also has a master of elemental civilization, so when these high-level creatures appear on the battlefield, it is often unlikely to cause much damage to the general army.

In Vajnd's military theory, only high-level creatures can be called high-level armies.

However, Madara, like Eruin, lacks a high-tier army, with its base army consisting of skeletons and zombies, and even inferior to human soldiers, and more advanced being the Black Knights and Ghosts (the Pale Riders are also a type of Ghosts), but they are too few in number. If it weren't for the unique attributes of the undead, Madara would have been even inferior to the small country of Eruin in terms of military power, and because of this, the two sides could still fight back and forth for thousands of years, and even the kingdom had the upper hand for a time.

That's why Karglis's words made Fern, who had dealt with the bone frame the most, the first to feel incredible.

"But since Madara has these troops, why did they keep hiding before, if they want to take us by surprise, then it doesn't seem to be the right time." Juta couldn't help but ask.

Brando shook his head, this was the general psychology of the Eruin people in this era, and even the people around him had not yet realized what had happened to the land to the east. But only he understood that Kargris was not lying, that Madala had never hidden its army, and that there was no need for it to hide anything from a weak country like Eruin now, but it was true that the Spider Swordsmen had never appeared in the war with Eruin before, because they had only just joined the war sequence of Madara.

Fear of spirits, skeleton cavalry, plus the current spider swordsman, today's Madara, although there is no historical Tamar, but still has these new troops, a person's gains and losses really can't change history, the huge territory of the four directions of Madara and the power generated after it is too terrifying, and there will be more in the future, now is just the beginning. Brando smiled, if he told these people, the spider swordsman would become the basic infantry of Madara in the future, I wonder how these people would feel?

After the Third War of the Black Roses, Madara didn't bother to create skeleton warriors at all, it was just a waste of soul energy, and from that time on, the lowest class of Madara was the Vengeful Spider Swordsman who had evolved into a fourth-order class at that time.

"So you've all heard," Brando said, "the opponent you're going to face before us is probably an army of the undead with a third-order army and a fourth-order air force. It's an army unlike the Cruz, the lion, and even the demons, and you'll soon see what this army looks like. ”

The young men of the White Lion Guard fell silent when their lord said this, and Brando glanced at everyone at the forest border and waved his hand slightly.

"But none of that matters."

He smiled suddenly, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth.

"It is important that today we will crush them here, and tell the world that the enemy of Madara today will be the kingdom of this world, full of the glory of the past, and return from the long scroll of history."

"It is the white lion, the golden sword, the oath of protection, and the ancient faith."

"Yes," said the Count, mounted on horseback, and paused, as if to breathe out the last breath in his chest, "our country, Eruin—"

The voice was not high-pitched, as if floating in the rain curtain, but it made everyone's chest blood surge, as if giving birth to infinite courage, so that everyone seemed to be unable to help but let go and walk with swords. Brando raised his hand, above the river valley, at the border of the forest, the flag-bearers raised their flags one after another, the holy white flag fluttered in the wind, one side appeared in the mist, the hunting sound, on it there was the crescent moon of the kingdom, the mountains of Yusong, the pine needles of the fallen leaves, the ice and snow of the north, as if carrying the history of a kingdom, at this moment re-on this land.

Above is the coat of arms of the white lion.

The trumpeter puts the trombone to his lips, puffs out his cheeks, and blows hard.

The sound of the trumpet was melodious, as if it had lifted the mist.

……

"Who's in front of us?" Brando asked suddenly.

"It's two regiments from the Sea of the Dead Moon, I've figured it out, the commanders are 'Dead Whisper' Mergkin and the Silent Sir Wiskag, and the composition of the troops is basically spider swordsmen, with a small number of skeleton cavalry, it should be the elite of the Blood Staff."

"It has nothing to do with the blood staff, it's the Emperor's Election Group." Brando smiled.

"The Imperial Election Regiment?"

"It's nothing, let's run over them first, sort of a hello to the blood staff."

The melodious trombone sounded throughout the valley, and it was the Lantonilans who were the first to react, and as soon as he heard the thick and heavy dragonhorn trombone, Echo's eyes lit up, and he tightened the reins, turned on the galloping horse, and turned back and shouted, "Listen, from which direction did the trumpet sound come from?" The knights of the Lantonilan turned their backs, and after a moment someone replied in a loud voice: "It's the West, it's the West!" ”

"Haha, the Tonigers are here!" Eco drew his sword, turned his horse's head, and shouted, "Lord Count is greeting the Blood Staff, we Lantonilans can't let them look down on us, come on, we'll blow the trumpet too!" Prepare to turn around, it's time to give those half-tone bone frame cavalry a little bit of good-looking! ”

Chased by a group of opponents who were much worse than themselves, the knights had long been aggrieved to death, and they couldn't help cheering loudly at this moment, and for a time there was a tsunami in the valley.

The whining trumpets echoed each other, and the gentle wind and drizzle spread throughout the valley.

The bloodied Count Jacques raised his head and listened carefully to the trumpet, "The Tonigels are here, they and the Lantonilan are informing us......" The resolute soldier couldn't help shedding tears at this moment, and two lines of blood washed down from the blood scale, and lamented in a long voice: "But what is the use of them coming, it's useless, it's me who can't stand them, it's me who can't stand them, let's retreat, we're hopeless!" At least don't die here, go and sue Her Royal Highness Princess Sù, tell Lord Sù, Madara is no longer that Madara! Trumpeter, tell them, retreat, retreat, the undead haven't set their sights on them yet—"

The trumpeter stood beside his lord in a daze, and everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

Do you want to blow the trumpet?

If the trumpet is blown, then they will die, and there will be no one to rescue them, and they are besieged and have no choice but to die. But what if the trumpet is blown? As the Earl said, what's the use? The army of the undead in front of them is no longer what it used to be, and even the Lantonilans can't break through their defenses, so what are the Tonigers? That place is nothing more than a poor country, and perhaps the current lord is the future ruler of the kingdom, and may even become the only sword master of the new generation in Eruin for decades, but so what?

One person cannot control the tide of battle.

But they had to wait for death, the nobles couldn't do it, and intellectually told them that they should blow the trumpet, but emotionally these timid nobles of the kingdom could not accept the fate of being abandoned by their allies, and they couldn't help but look at the trumpeter and shake their heads in despair.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Count Jacques, of course, noticed the small movements of his comrades—had they not been able to let go of their little thoughts until this time? He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said with some weakness: "You still have children and heirs, do you also want them to face today's situation like us, waiting for death in despair and sorrow?" You are soldiers, and the word duty may be too far away for you, but protecting your wife and daughter is a human instinct. ”

Count Zlín, who was shaking his head desperately, froze there.

Heirs and descendants, that is the hope of the noble inheritance, even if they are as cold as iron, but at this moment they can't help but waver-

Under the same sky, the Blood Staff was silently staring at the gloomy canopy, as if it could see the sound of the trombone echoing in the air, and after a while, it lowered its head and asked in a low voice, "Where is this army?" ”

"The wounded human soldiers who didn't die say it seems to have come from Tonigal."

"Tonigel?" The blood staff was slightly stunned: "What is that place?" ”

"I'm very sorry, but my subordinates haven't heard of it, sir."