The Wusu River, as far as the eye can see, is nearly 5,000 meters wide, which can be described as wide as the sea. In the local language, Usu means powerful, fierce, and terrifying.

The river lives up to expectations, with torrents hidden everywhere and all sorts of ferocious predatory fish living in it, creating one of the most terrifying moats.

It was this river that helped the Holy Helmet Kingdom to hold off the Dark Legion's onslaught.

To the west of the Wusu River is the camp of the Dark Legion, and to the east is the military camp of the Holy Helmet Kingdom, and the two sides face each other across the river.

On the east bank, a riverside plateau is the residence of magicians, and it is known as the magic plateau. There is a magic sentry on the riverside of the highlands, which is guarded by magicians in turn, monitoring the entire river to prevent the demons from sneaking up.

"Hey, lad, did you hear that? It was said that a legion commander would come over today, a six-star magician. At the top of the tower, an old magician with gray hair spoke, and he sat in a chair with his eyes looking at the river in the distance.

"Oh, after so many days of bad luck, this is the best news. It's a pity that none of my friends made it to this day. Another man spoke, wearing black-rimmed hedron glasses and a look of loneliness. He is an Orlando, a year graduate of the academy, twenty years old this year, and now a four-star magician.

"I wonder who will come? Dean Hoffman? Lord Archon? The old magician guessed.

There are only two six-star magicians left in the Sky City, and the legendary magician Eldrin has been on the loose and has not been heard from again, and everyone has no hope for this city lord.

"There should be no one else. It's hard for them. At such a large age, you have to go to the battlefield in person. Orlando sighed.

"Well, the situation is so bad." The old magician also sighed, he was also in his fifties, and his energy was already a little low. If it was in previous years, it would have been time to retire in the Mage Tower. Now he is also desperate on the battlefield.

The older a mage is, the higher the level of magic and the more experience they have, but that doesn't mean they are better at fighting.

When people are old, their energy and thinking speed are not as fast as those of young people, and in a place like the battlefield, where the situation is changing rapidly. It's easy for an old magician to keep up.

On the battlefield, middle-aged magicians are the absolute main force, they are in the prime of life, they have a lot of experience, and they have a strong enough body.

The two were chatting with each other, when suddenly, Orlando fell silent and listened.

"What's wrong?"

"It's the sound of bells. Did you hear that? A very special melody, getting closer and closer. Orlando said softly.

The bell rings not heavily. But it was crisp, easily piercing the mist swirling on the riverbank and passing in all directions.

After a while, the old magician also heard it, and after listening carefully for a while, his face suddenly became excited, and he stood up and said, "This is the captain's carriage, I know it." The melody of this bell is the famous song "Walking in the Clouds". I know the truth! ”

Two years ago, the six-star magician Evan died. The leader of the Battle Mage Regiment in Sky City has been vacant, and this melody has since disappeared, and now at first glance, the old mage has the illusion that he is in a different world, and he only feels that there is a fire sprouting in his heart.

Captains of the magic legion of the past generations, on the level of magic. Maybe not the tallest in Sky City, but he must be the most capable magician in battle. He is the master of magic on the battlefield, the nightmare of the dark legions, and the crowning glory of the battle mages of Sky City!

As the song says, walk above the clouds. Looking down on the mortal world like a god.

The sound of the bell became more and more obvious, and it was not only heard by the mages of the magic outpost, but also by the kingdom troops stationed under the Linjiang Heights.

The legion marshal dressed in iron-gray dragon armor was the Golden Dragon Knight Orfo, who had participated in the battle of the horseshoe fortress two years ago, and when he heard the voice, he said to the generals who were already waiting in the camp: "The commander of the battle mage regiment has arrived, everyone come out with me to greet him." ”

He got up and walked out of the tent first, and the generals followed him, standing in a neat row, looking very solemn.

There are many legions in the Terran coalition, including knights, infantry regiments, marksman regiments, etc., but these legions are ordinary legions, and their role in winning or losing a war is far less than that of the battle mage regiment.

Naturally, the leader of the mage regiment also has a particularly high status, second only to the marshal of the legion, and has the freedom to act without being controlled by the marshal. Besides, the marshal is a martial artist who doesn't understand magic, and he can't manage the affairs of magicians if he wants to.

Everyone waited for a while, and a gorgeous carriage pulled by four snow-white winged horses appeared in the sky.

The carriage circled in the sky above, then descended slowly, and finally landed in the open space in front of the tent.

"I heard that this is a magician named Russell." Some generals know some inside information.

"Who is Russell? I haven't heard of it. ”

"Don't talk, be quiet!" Overer raised his hand and stopped his discussion.

After the carriage landed, the coachman hurriedly got out of the carriage, gently opened the door of the carriage, pulled back the tripod, and then stood aside.

In the expectant gaze of the generals, a figure wearing a pure white magic robe with Mithril silk walked out, holding the signature staff of the magician legion leader in his hand, the whole body was pure white, and the image of a large blue magic gem in the fist was supported by the dragon's claws.

The dress is indeed the dress of the regiment commander, but this son and appearance look a little wrong, too young, too small, people can't help but talk about it.

"How do you look like a child?" Because Sun Ran didn't wear a mask.

"So thin, so thin, will the river wind blow him away?" Sun Ran's body is not thin, but in the end he is only sixteen years old, and he has grown up completely, and his height is only one meter seven, and a group of generals who are five big and three thick, and can run horses on their arms must be incomparable.

Even Ou Fo, who had already been notified by Sky City, was full of doubts and stepped forward to ask, "Are you Russell?" The Captain of the Magic Legion sent by Sky City? ”

Sun Ran nodded: "It's me." What, is there a problem? ”

"Well, this demeanor is quite old-fashioned, but I don't know if the magic level of the Dao Dao is as strong as the Sky City said. Overer was worried: "Even if the magic is strong, the combat experience is uncertain. Alas, forget it, forget it, it's better than nothing. ’

After some thought, Ou Fu nodded, "No problem." ”

"It's fine. So where is my mage station? Sun Ran asked.

"On there." Overer pointed to the high ground near the river.

"Good. Then I won't bother you. The war is important, and I need to get acquainted with my future men. Sun Ran said.

"I'll go with you." He wondered if the little fellow would be left alone if the magicians would drive him out as a mischievous whim....he was too young.

"No hassle." Sun Ran rejected the kindness of the legion marshal, and the staff in his hand slammed to the ground, and the magic power surged, and a flying winged horse outlined by lightning appeared out of thin air under him.

Sun Ran climbed on the horse's back, and as soon as the winged horse flapped its wings, it flew towards the magic sentry in Linjiang.

Seeing his back go away, the generals immediately began to discuss.

"Hmm~ This magic method is very gorgeous, but I don't know how powerful it is?"

"Hanging, hanging! At such a young age, even if he is a genius, magic is used well, but he may not be able to fight. ”

"I hope he doesn't pee his pants after seeing blood."

These generals, who have been crawling in the sea of corpses and blood on the battlefield all year round, don't believe in the ability of a little doll at all.

On the magic sentry.

The old magician saw a man in the barracks below riding a lightning flying horse into the air and flying straight towards this side, and he knew that the legion commander was coming.

He turned to Orlando and said, "Look, the Legion Commander is here." He's using a level 5 lightning pegasus, oh, that's fast. ”

"I saw it earlier, the whole sentry saw it, you see, Eddie's guy has gone over with everyone to greet him."

Although it was a big group, in fact, there were only a dozen people, and the pomp and circumstance of hundreds of battle mages earlier had long since disappeared in the battle of Horseshoe Fortress.

……

Across the Great River of Wusu, the dark barracks.

In the military tent, the Marshal of the Dark Legion, Avdillon, received the news as soon as possible.

"There's a new Magic Legion? It's called Russell, a sixteen-year-old six-star magician? Oh~~~ It seems that there is no one in Sky City, and such a tender dripping young genius was sent over. ”

Below Avdillon is the Lich Phinesar, who was a fifth-level magician when he was alive, and now his magic has grown a lot, and he is only one line away from being promoted to level six. He also laughed, and a hoarse voice came from his chest: "Sixteen years old, Ha Luha, good, good come, I just let him know what war is!" ”

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Avdillon laughed, "Maybe he really has two hands." I need to cross this big river as soon as possible, how are you ready? ”

"Almost. But now the other party has finally come to a six-star magician, although the experience may be insufficient, but the magic destructive power is still there, which is an unexpected factor. Preferably, it is possible to make him disappear. ”

"Yes. I'll send the strongest Phantom Killer over tonight. Avodilon nodded: "A legion commander just sent by the Terrans was assassinated before he could stand firm, I don't know what kind of expression those flesh people will have, haluha." ”

"Naturally, I buried my head in the sand and pretended to be a desert ostrich." Phinesaha laughed. (To be continued......)