The night belongs to the unsleepless beings, the remnants of the army of the undead advance in the darkness, the valley's undulating ridges in the darkness like giant beasts, and the silent dark forest, bleak meadows, and gravel beaches rapidly receding from both sides of the undead's pale vision. The Blood Staff and its high-ranking necros were protected in the center of the skeletal riders, and it lifted its bare skull to look at the south side of the valley, where the shimmer of the flowing water outlined the narrow shape of the valley pass in that direction, behind which was the exit to the Silman Valley.

At the mouth of the valley, there was a quiet camp, similar to that of all the undead, this camp was made up of a large number of skeletal brambles and a few large black tents, but the camp was empty at the moment, and there was no sign of activity in it. The army of the undead came to a halt at the command of the Blood Staff, where there was originally a band of corpse witches with hundreds of skeleton warriors under their command, but these undead seemed to have turned into air and disappeared.

The Blood Staff sent out several scouts, who quickly ran back, bringing back the same news as it had seen, the camp was empty and there was no sign of battle.

The Blood Staff was not a fool and immediately understood that there was an enemy in his back path.

"It found us." Brende let out a white breath in the cold night, only a sparse light in the rainy night, and the blade in his hand was dark and dull, without reflection.

"It's awareness, not discovery." Aleia corrected.

"It's pretty much the same."

"No, it's a lot worse, tactically, the perception of the existence of zài means that we have determined our position, but the realization is just speculation, and the difference is huge. Brende, it's not your style to be vague. ”

"Shut up."

Alaya wanted to say more, but little Pelo also glared at him and said, "Shut up." He opened his mouth, but finally closed honestly. A low chuckle rang out in the dark night, and the young people of the Cruz were clearly accustomed to seeing Alaya deflated.

"That's the undead?" A female knight asked curiously.

Little Pelo glanced at the skeletons from afar. Nodding.

"The Empire has fought them on the island of Cree, they are what they are, those necromancers are doing desecration of corpses on the borders of the Empire, and the Templars should have sanctioned them a long time ago."

"You're not afraid?" Alaya asked curiously, "I've heard that you women are afraid of these skeletons. ”

"Alaya, shut up!" The knightess replied angrily, "The dog's mouth does not spit out ivory!" ”

"They're alert, what do we do?" Brende, who had not seen his friend's appearance, sat in the saddle, straight as a javelin, and asked without looking away. It was drizzling in the night, and the uniforms were as clinging to his body as wet his hair. The crevices in his armor seemed to be full of water, which was very uncomfortable, but it could not shake him in the slightest, and he was almost like a model for the Imperial Knights.

"It doesn't matter, this is the way they have to go, Lord Earl is fighting beautifully, there is not much left of them, we can just wait here. There's no need to play any intrigue with them. Little Pelo replied.

"The more complex the tactics, the easier it is to fail." Brende recited as if he were reciting scripture.

"Dogmatists." Alaya whispered.

The Knights of the Broken Sword formed a formation on the river beach a hundred meters away at the other end of the camp of the undead, and hundreds of cavalry were silent on the gravel ground. All that remained were rows of cavalry swords, and a pair of bright light blue eyes with a high fighting spirit.

The Blood Staff quickly spotted this unusual cavalry, and it was slightly stunned, because it had thought that it would be attacked by a surprise attack, but it did not expect these bold humans to open a formation in front of it and want to confront it head-on. It felt a sudden sense of shame. If a day ago, how could such a small group of human cavalry dare to be so arrogant, but even now, it still has more than a thousand skeleton cavalry in its hands, and these human cavalry simply don't take themselves seriously.

The Blood Staff crumbled the skeletal staff in his hand. As if sensing the anger beating in its burning soul fire, several necromancer apprentices who followed it hurriedly reminded him in a whisper that this might be a trap for humans.

But the Blood Staff shook its head, and before it could speak, the dark mercenaries around it let out a hollow and senseless laugh.

The Blood Staff glanced at these guys with some annoyance: "There's no need, this is the way we have to go, they can just raid directly, there's no need to be so mysterious." ”

"No more than three hundred," the dark mercenaries who began to sneer quickly estimated the number of Cruz Knights, the darkness was an ally of the Eternals, "these humans really don't know whether to live or die. ”

"Send a scout cavalry to find out." The Blood Staff suddenly felt something dangerous.

The young men of Cruz looked at the small group of skeleton cavalry separated from the army of the undead, and immediately understood the other party's intentions, and little Pellow did not say a word, gestured, and ordered Brende to lead a small group of knights to meet them. These sword knights were by no means new recruits, they had already fought many enemies before the life and death of the Frost Forest, these skeletons were just an episode in their military career, Brent quickly intercepted the small group of skeleton cavalry, and then the two sides began to fight, it only took a few minutes to kill the other side, but none of the undead turned around and fled, which made him slightly surprised, and became cautious.

The army of the undead was indeed very different from the opponents he had encountered.

"The strength of the silver rank is about between the middle and lower reaches." The dark mercenaries from the Sea of the Dead Moon quickly came to a conclusion, the soul fire flashing in their eyes as they spoke in hoarse voices and blood staffs.

"I'm afraid there is still hidden strength, which means that Eruin has another fourth-order cavalry team." The Blood Staff replied in a deep voice, "No wonder it's so arrogant. ”

There was a reluctance in its tone, it felt like it shouldn't have come to Eruin at all, its previous understanding of the kingdom had been completely upended in a single day, and it still hadn't even figured out how the human army, which was so elite beyond his imagination, came to be. There should not have been such an army in the southern part of the kingdom, and no one had ever told it, and the information it received from all sources pointed out that this was the emptiest moment in the southern part of the kingdom.

But now. The blood rod was faintly aware that he seemed to have been sold.

It was astute, and knew in its heart that its path back to Madara might not be easy, but it still had a chance, and it had taken all the high-ranking necrophils from the battlefield, which was its most important force. As long as this foundation is still there, then it will always make a comeback one day. It came back to its senses and looked coldly at what it thought was the 'Eruin's cavalry' in front of it, its strength was almost six times that of the other party, even if this cavalry was a fourth-order army, it still had a certain advantage.

"These humans must understand that the night belongs to the Eternal Immortals."

The Blood Staff waved his skeletal staff lightly and pointed forward—

The skeletal cavalry began to disperse, and these skeletal riders, with flames dancing in their eyes, walked side by side in the valley. The trotting forward, soon forming a wedge-shaped attack formation, barely making much noise from the entire army, except for the crisp sound of the skeleton's hooves falling on the rubble, and the silence was terrifying. The silence was enough to overwhelm any human army, but the young men of the Knights of the Broken Sword were an exception, they had seen wolves galloping across the tundra, and the scene before them was nothing more than it had been in the Dead Frost Forest.

"Sure enough, they're here!" Alaya even roared with some excitement.

"They had to come." Brende replied.

"You're really boring."

Little Pello turned around at this time. His gaze swept over everyone's faces: "Lord Count Tonigel told us not to expose our strength above gold, which is related to our main mission to stay here. So you know how this battle should be fought, right? ”

"Hey—"

"Hey!" Hearing little Pelo say this, the crowd suddenly sighed.

"What's the fun then, little Pelo." Alaya couldn't help but shout: "Let's do a good job, the bones are going to rust!" ”

"Go and tell His Royal Highness the prince about this." Little Pelo glanced at him and replied.

Now these young people from Cruz were speechless, and let them go and bargain with His Royal Highness the eldest son. Then you might as well kill them. Everyone knows that the eldest son of the emperor is serious, and he is strict to death on weekdays, and he will be about the same age as them next year, but he seems to be ten years older than them. The key is that behind the eldest son of the emperor there is also the existence of the legion elder, and these young people can dare to ignore the majesty of the royal family. But facing Veronica is like seeing a cat and a mouse.

The phalanx of the knights was silent for a moment, and little Pelo nodded with satisfaction: "Get ready, the first wave of attacks." ”

He raised his hand.

The knights raised their hands in unison, as if a black forest had suddenly risen.

At this distance, it was difficult for the Blood Staff to see the movements of the Cruz, but it still detected the anomaly, and the Skeleton Knight had entered the optimal distance to sprint, but the other party was still motionless, what was the reason? Didn't the commander of the opposing side understand that when two cavalry teams met, whoever ran first into the best position for attack would have the upper hand. Moreover, the number of cavalry of these Eruin was far less than it, so theoretically they should have used the advantage of flexibility to preemptively recoup the disadvantage in strength, but the other side stood there stupidly as if they were stunned.

Of course, the Blood Staff would not think that the other party was stupid, how could a commander who could command a fourth-order army be a fool? It instinctively sensed that there was a conspiracy, but by this time it was too late, the army had already started, and it was impossible to stop or turn again.

"What the hell is going on?" For the first time, it couldn't help but ask the unruly dark mercenaries.

But these experienced tacticians were dumbfounded at this moment, they didn't understand what this strange cavalry was trying to do, and in the end, an elderly necromancer from the barren territory in the easternmost part of the Sea of the Dead Moon saw a clue, "They seem to be preparing some kind of spell!" When the necromancer saw this, his voice changed slightly, for he didn't see it, but felt the majestic magical aura that came at him.

Preparing a spell?

The blood staff was also dumbfounded, he saw the archers on horseback today, and the cavalry without war horses. I saw the wizard who was used as an archer, but I didn't expect to see a cavalry wizard wearing armor at the end. "They are wearing armor and full of cavalry armor, and you tell me that they are preparing spells!" The Blood Staff couldn't help but roar a little angrily.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light flashed in the phalanx of the Knights of the Broken Sword.

The young Cruz knights held their right hands high, unlike most knights of the Order. Most of them wear not heavy iron gauntlets, but beautiful white gold gauntlets, the biggest difference between this kind of gauntlets and ordinary gauntlets is that the ten fingers are not connected together, it has an elegant and delicate beauty, but in addition to its own artistic beauty, the biggest advantage of this kind of gauntlets is that they can leave a place for the wearer with a ring. Of course, not ordinary rings, but those on both sides of the Magic Triangle, the so-called little secrets of the witches-

Magic Ring.

On the fingers of these young people in Cruz. It was a sparkling and beautiful ring encrusted with rubies, flame agate, emeralds, and blue crystals, each with countless circles carved into mysterious runes.

If Brando's army is already extremely luxurious in the eyes of Count Jacques, but compared to the leaders of the younger generation from the Cruz, it is really the gap between beggars and riches, eighty percent of the young people of the Knights of the Folding Sword are descendants of various families in the empire, and the cost of equipment on each of them is almost enough to arm an entire knight domain, which is only a drop in the bucket for the foundation of the imperial nobility. It seems to be a matter of course, but in the backwoods of Eruin. But it was the first time in the world.

The Blood Staff had the privilege of witnessing how the elite knights of the Cruz flaunted their prowess and wealth.

In some ways, it was the first person in Madara.

……

Alvette was standing beside her warhorse, flames seemingly endlessly rising through the gaps in her heavy white armor, a lady who was rarely shown to be the Banshee King by all the Dark Lords in the Sea of the Dead Moon, but today she rarely wore a helmet, and underneath it was a pale face. For a lady, the face is beautiful, but it is full of gloom and coldness; Her hair was like a burning phosphorus fire, and from time to time silver flames flew away, reflecting the flat forehead without the slightest blood, and a pair of silver eyes hidden in the sunken eye sockets under the sword-like slender eyebrows. She was pursing her thin lips at the moment, her cheeks were a little sunken, and her whole person seemed very silent.

She didn't speak, but her eyes shone against the distant firelight.

Several banshees were guarding the banshee king.

"Let's go." She looked at it for a moment, then suddenly turned around, grabbed the saddle and got on the horse's back. The Banshee King's voice was ethereal, like a faint singing: "There's nothing to see, the Blood Staff is finished." ”

"Your Majesty, are you saying that those Eruins defeated the Blood Staff?" A banshee asked sharply.

"Don't call me Majesty, Winnie, there's only one Majesty of Madara," Arvette replied, "There's nothing strange about the Eruin defeating the Blood Staff, it's just an idiot, toyed with by Instaron from beginning to end. The poor fellow thought that His Majesty would secretly acquiesce to his actions - ah, I really admire Tagus, to dare to deal with that fellow, the kind of man who is Starong, even if he sells you, sometimes you have to count the money for him. ”

Alvette unscrupulously teased the henchmen around several supreme beings in the empire, and the banshees hissed and did not dare to continue answering.

She took one last look at the glitter on the other side of the mountain, and said to herself, "But the Eruin did surprise me a little, see, this is the essence of this ancient land." Don't underestimate any of your enemies, after thousands of years of precipitation, they have some ingenious knowledge and secrets that will always surprise you. But accidents in war are fatal, the Blood Staff always looks at his opponent with the same stupid eyes as in the past, today this is a battle of life and death, it will not spare its hand, how can its enemy be merciful? Ah, the new dark nobles of the empire can't wait to make a mark on this land, but this time His Majesty may have a reason to convince them. ”

"Why should you care about this little Eruin?"

Alvette shook her head, not refuting her personal maid, she knew in her heart that it was not Eruin who cared about it, but the attitude of the Four Great Temples, and it was difficult to say what Eruin represented behind the sudden display of his strong side today. The Lord Count of Tonygel seems to have something to do with the Wind Elf, but the power he holds has traces of the Templar, and he seems to have appeared out of thin air overnight and has a powerful power.

"It's kind of interesting."

She whispered, "It's kind of interesting." ”

But there was one more thing she hadn't uttered, and she even had a faint feeling in her heart that the Eruin army had an aura that felt very familiar to her. The Banshee King shook his head and muttered in his heart:

"No, that shouldn't be likely."

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