Some things are easier said than done, which is why there are so many talkers in this world.

On the battlefield, people fight face to face, people admonish themselves in their hearts - as long as they overcome the cowardice of death, they can easily face their fears - but when the blade is approaching, people often understand the lightness of death's steps in the indifferent eyes of the enemy.

Your head falls to the ground, the world turns upside down and spins in your eyes, and finally falls into the dust, and the battlefield is filled with gray decay, and the symbols that represent your zài—your name, your status, your beliefs, and your family—are all reduced to nothingness under this sword, and after that there is no beginning or end, and no one knows the world after death, because it is likely that there is no zài.

Mountains and rivers, forests and plains, still the same color, the sun, moon and stars are still in parallel, the place where you have passed away is full of white flowers and greenery, but you can no longer feel this qiē.

Before the catastrophe strikes, fear goes deep into the bone marrow, and then it chills the heart.

Although Yuta is not a young child who has just entered the battlefield-

Even though the war between nobles and nobles in the south of Eruin was full of petty fights, as a mercenary, she was also through life and death after all. When a person has experienced death once, bathed in the saltiness of blood on the battlefield, there will be a complete metamorphosis, and some veterans who have left the battlefield privately believe that it is because the person who has experienced this qiē has released the beast in his heart.

Juta didn't know what the beast in her heart was, and she felt only more solemnity than she had ever felt before, the same solemnity she had faced with the bandits that haunted the mountains of Chabno years ago. The cold wind blew the sweat stains on her forehead, sticking the fiery red strands to the sides of her forehead, but she didn't realize it, and her five fingers were tightly clasped at the sword that had been given to her by the young lord. The upper red crystal of the counterweight glows in the night.

The tension in her heart comes from a heavy sense of responsibility, this responsibility comes from the manipulation of the fate of others, and she fears that her decisions will send these brilliant young people to the end of the road, although they have long put life and death on the line, but who can guarantee that it will really make sense? And will she be worthy of the trusting eyes they look at her?

Although Yuta was already the head of the regiment, she could not answer these two questions.

She didn't know she was at a crossroads. Countless people have stood here, and at this crossroads, humanity must overcome cowardice, some choose to back down, but many more hit their heads and bleed, they become cold, heartless, ignorant, arrogant. Only a few people can truly see their hearts and take that crucial step to become the best commander.

This is a choice on the battlefield, and on this square chessboard, the chess pieces have the courage of the chess pieces, and the chess players must also have the courage of the chess players.

The mountain wind rustled through the treetops, as if mocking the meaningless battle of this mortal world. The gods are long gone, leaving only their children to hurt one another.

Fragments of bones scattered on the battlefield. Sensen's bones were buried among the rocks, and several black and heavy Stygian steel swords were stuck in the soft earth, and if it weren't for the black rose banner fluttering in the evening breeze, Juta would have almost thought that this was the battlefield of Goran-Elson. There is no doubt that this is the place where a battle has just been fought, and it is the skeleton of the Cruz that has come to attack. She ordered Mel to crush the enemies mercilessly, and the undead were nothing compared to the Mardara army in the Silman Valley.

The battle ended quickly, and the necromancers weren't able to scout with the skeleton's vision - and they didn't have sight to speak of - so it's likely that they weren't exposed yet, but there's nothing to be thankful about. Because the real challenge is yet to come, and everyone knows that.

"This is a tentative attack, and the knights of the White Legion are likely to follow."

Yuta agreed, nodding slightly.

Sure enough, three ghostly white earth-walking dragons and the knights of the White Legion on them emerged from the woodland, these people were obviously the vanguard of the Knights, and the Cruz side did not know how many enemies were lurking behind this silver tree forest, so they were also carefully planning their actions. Finding that the Cruz were more cautious than expected, Yuta's eyes lit up, and she immediately raised her sword and let out a low shout:

"Rush—"

She knew that she couldn't give the other party too much time lest they figure out what was true to her, and there was no room for regret at this moment, even if it was wrong, she had to be wrong to the end.

The short byte command contained a special power, and the young knights from Eruin attacked like a bolt of lightning. The wind in the pass was always unusually cold, the grass swayed between the rocks, the sand and gravel rushed in the direction of the wind, and the heavy cavalry always had an overwhelming advantage in the face of the Qiē Cruz people in the face of the Qiē Cruz, who seemed to them to be crazy to meet the oncoming people.

But after all, they are professional soldiers, just stunned and have already reacted, set up a spear and prepared to fight, this series of actions on the earth dragon is almost an instinctive reaction, originally these knights should actually be the vanguard of fire reconnaissance, if they find the ambush of the other side in any direction, they should be the first to withdraw the main force that has been reminded of the back, but they found that there are not many enemies, and it is likely that they are also the scouts of the other party, so the first reaction is to meet the enemy.

This series of judgments caused them to miss the best opportunity to distinguish the facts from the truth.

Although they don't think they're going to lose.

Yuta maintained her leading position in the charge, and she could already feel the oppression of the huge body of the Earth Walking Dragon in front of her, especially as the distance between the two grew closer, and she could even see the other's large, glowing gray-brown eyes and vertically prismatic pupils with cold-blooded animal features. A knight sat on the high and smooth back of the Earth Dragon, unable to see the Cruz's face, but the other man was raising a dragon spear more than three meters long and stabbing at her.

The depths of Yuta's jade-like eyes shrank into a dot, and the glimmering brilliance reflected the oncoming spear head, which stabbed the horse's neck with a series of crunching sounds, but before that, Juta had instinctively jumped up from the saddle, and the horse fell at her feet. Wailing and rolling down the mountain stream.

She staggered past the Earth Dragon, grabbed the metal clasp of the saddle in mid-air, and the Cruz knight was slightly taken aback, but not too stunned, and drew his saber with his backhand, the cavalry heavy sword of the White Legion. It is more than a cubit and a half long, with a short blade and a thick edge, and the blade has increased its counterweight, so it is extremely powerful when it is swung, like a black cold moon, slashing towards Yuta.

Most people can't change direction in the air, but this is clearly the exception.

A crimson sword suddenly appeared in Yuta's hand, "Flame! She scolded, and a dazzling flame pierced the tip of her clenched sword. The knight didn't have time to react before he was swept away by the flames.

"Ah——!h The knight let out a terrible scream, and the heavy sword in his hand flew out of his hand and flew towards Yuta.

Juta dodged sideways, and the sword flew past her cheek.

"Her Weapon ——!" The knight's companions finally noticed the change in the tide of battle, and tightened their reins in an attempt to turn the behemoth they were sitting down on, intending to come to their aid.

But how could Jutta give them this chance," Mel. Hold them back! She shouted, and kicked the knight in the chest as it was burned beyond recognition. Since the Dragon Knight is attached to the saddle with a belt, this kick only kicks the opponent crookedly.

That's enough.

She landed firmly on the dragon's back, reached out and grabbed the knight's helmet and forced it to raise its head back to expose its weakly protected neck, then slashed the other's throat with a sword, spurting hot blood splattering out of her clasped gloves and wrists. Yuta's face did not change, and he retracted his sword and struck a backhand, cutting off the straps on the knight's thighs and calves, and lifting it off the back of the Earth Walking Dragon like garbage.

The rest of the Cruz knights couldn't help but be angry when they saw this scene, and roared angrily: "Damn it! ”

They immediately left Mel and the others behind. Turning the spearhead in this direction.

Of course, this decision was not only driven by anger, because Yuta, who had captured the Earth Walking Dragon, was now the biggest threat to them, and the Scout Cavalry alone was not a threat to a heavy knight like them, but the rider who also sat on the back of the Earth Walking Dragon was different—not to mention that this woman also showed first-class strength.

What's more, she also has a fantasy-level weapon in her hand.

In this level of combat, this weapon is the power that determines the outcome of the battle.

……

Sir Marorry was waiting for the results of the battle ahead, he didn't know how many enemies should be behind the forest, judging from the previous table, there shouldn't be too many, but no one dared to pack a ticket, war is not a gamble, maybe it's just a means to confuse them?

Therefore, he still carefully sent a few teams of vanguards, and let the large army follow, the free time was just right for those skeletons to regroup, the false alarm just now was really a waste of time, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help but subconsciously look in the direction of the Wallachi mountains, in that direction, a huge fireball was gradually sliding below the horizon, and the deep blue sky curtain on one side was upfront, and Wei Yuetimi outlined a silver-white silhouette.

It's not early.

He turned his head a little anxiously, and in front of him was a dark and dreary sea of shining silver trees, which was not thick, and the fog had begun to rise between the trees, and the shadows were longing, silent, and only the rustling footsteps of the earth dragon echoed in his ears, and the silent darkness was more like a terrible monster, waiting for its prey.

"Why hasn't anyone come back yet?" He finally couldn't help but ask, this kind of uneasy waiting in silence was really suffocating.

"The skeletons sent out are all gone." The middle-aged man dressed as a wizard said in a deeper voice: "But they weren't destroyed quickly, and the other party might really be understaffed." ”

"But my people haven't come back yet." Sir Marjory replied with a frown.

"They're probably not coming back," the middle-aged man replied with a frown, "but we can't be dragged here by them." He glanced back, "My minions are out of line, it's time to give orders, Commander." ”

Marori looked at the longing forest again, and hesitated for a moment in his heart, he knew that what the other party said might be right, and the other party was undermanned and dared to delay their pace here, indicating that it was likely to be an elite army, if so, then the vanguard he sent out might not really be able to come back.

But if he guessed wrong, then a wrong order would have buried the entire army here, and perhaps he would not have died himself, but if that secret fell into the hands of the other party, he would shudder at the thought of it.

But he couldn't stand still, and that feeling of uneasiness always surrounded him.

On the other side of the forest, the last of the dragons was falling heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and next to the huge corpse of the dragon, Yuta was covered in blood, and the two young men were also seriously injured, only Mel was in slightly better condition, but also hung the color.

This battle didn't last too long, but it was a long battle for Juta and the others, the strength of the knights of the White Legion was outstanding, in addition to Juta, even the most powerful Mel among the young people was far from catching up, if it weren't for Yuta who took out one of them at the beginning, and with the advantage of the weapon in his hand and the deterrent power of the explosive crystal, I am afraid that even if he finally won this vanguard cavalry, he would have to pay a heavier price, and casualties were inevitable, Maybe it won't stop the other side from reporting to the big army.

Fortunately, the Qiē is still quite complete, and the Cruz army has been slow to move until now, which at least shows that the Qiē they have done now is worth it.

But procrastination is not endless after all-

It seemed that the commander of the Cruz people had finally made up his mind, and Mel narrowed his eyes, and could already see that the dense banners of the Cruz Knights behind the glittering silver woods began to move forward slowly, and although the undead army behind them did not have any banners, they should presumably follow closely behind, and maybe they were still in front.

"Here they are." Mel replied a little dryly, although he had been determined to face death from the moment he became a knight, but when it really came, he realized that he might not be fully prepared—not because of fear and cowardice, but because of unwillingness.

How could he die in such a place?

Yuta was silent, just nodded quietly.

…… (To be continued......)