Chapter 45: The Battle of the Doma River (3)

On May 12, 6353 Aymeral, the Orr Empire was officially established, and the new policy gave rise to new enthusiasm for the Battle of the Doma River that took place before the accession of Odd I. At the same time, the Legion of the Divine Empire stationed in the southern forests began to reveal its enduring ambitions, gathering troops to the northwest on a large scale, and even recruiting a Dark Elf army and the best graduates of the Elemental Academy, although the details of the cooperation are still unknown, the intention of the Norman Empire to further expand its territory is self-evident. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Norman Empire, which insisted on warfare as its main business, never reflected on the pain caused by war since ancient times, and their philosophers had a very clear opinion: "Can we use unclean vessels to hold pure nectar, and judge whether it is clean or not? Only by preserving a pure sense of war can we ensure that the nectar we draw remains pure." ”

"Pure nectar" naturally refers to everything that has been achieved in war.

Such a view seems strange to me, at least the vast majority of people think so, but they still convince their people and many helpers to die for them, and become the most innocent victims of the "territory seekers".

- Preface to Tolsler, War and Peace

Where the light illuminates, there is no way to hide.

Therefore, night is no longer night, here, there is only death and shouts.

The hearts of countless people are burning.

The scorching light in mid-air had erupted.

The blasting air blocked the sound, and the countless golden lights were entwined with crimson flames, spreading rapidly in all directions like filament swimming lines, like a net covering the heavens and the earth.

There was also a net outside this net, and the arrow array intertwined by the arrow curtain was like a sudden rainstorm, intertwined into a huge and ice-blue web of light, slowly wrapped in golden-red cracks.

In the middle of the net, the air flow became more and more dense, which was very strange, but Noah, who had regained some eyesight, clearly saw that there was indeed another air flow brewing in the empty air flow cave, and the momentum became more and more majestic and irritable.

Many people's ears were already bleeding, and the air flow was chaotic like countless turbulent rivers coming together, and the space was faintly torn apart, composed of small and countless whirlpools.

It is as if the soul is banished, and the human heart is confused.

But in the confusion, there is a firm persistence.

There is no trace of this persistence, but in the battlefield, such an atmosphere is so unbeatably rendered that no one chooses to resist.

There was no sound, but everyone shouted as hard as they could.

The Dragon Sword Shield Guard only made up a small part of the gap, and the broken limbs of the Snow Wolf Knights who had crashed into the spikes hung like a mass of meat sauce, which was extremely miserable, but the average shield bearer was not so lucky.

Under the impact of the Snow Wolf Knight's death, the Iron Heart Shield shattered from the middle, and the burning flesh splattered everywhere, many shield men did not end much better than the Snow Wolf Knight, the three-edged pikemen firmly pressed the tail of the gun against the ground, and the steel body of the spear had been bent into a bow, and then suddenly broke, splashing everywhere, and countless severed limbs.

The vast majority of people had already died before they could react, and in the divine light, they did not first realize the pain.

Those soldiers who survived but were burned had to react for a while before they found themselves badly burned, covered with all kinds of minced flesh and bones, and so on.

The follow-up snow wolf knight tide was like an endless stream, the earth rumbled and trembled, the first line of defense was quickly torn like a wound, and the archers of the second defense became the anvil in front of the snow wolf knight's sharp knife.

Fortunately, most people are able to see clearly in front of them, despite their tears.

Therefore, there was no need for the commander's order, although they were screaming desperately, but no one could hear the sound at the moment, and the archers drew the arrows of the quiver, like the wind and swift, and the staggered shadows of the arrows intertwined with the appearance of falling rain, and the splashing down was like blood blooming like flowers.

The mages are also busy, and the purification healing techniques are unleashed, and the colors of the battlefield are intertwined, and the magically transformed elemental spirits dance against a backdrop of blood, minced flesh, and fire.

The magic cannon was finally aimed into the distance, the black shadows were heavy, the number was not much, but it was as huge as a mountain, the yellow and white horned teeth in front of the forehead of the earth dragon beast, everyone knew that it was a sanction that symbolized death.

The entire battlefield flowed under such silence and incomparable light.

However, in the turbulence, there are stubborn stones.

The water is divided into small areas, but from a bird's-eye view, it stands out.

In a small place, there were only two people standing.

Her eyes still had stars, glowing with a cold glow.

She didn't look at the huge wound in her abdomen, nor did she look at the Earth Dragon Knight who was holding the knight's spear with an indifferent expression.

Last night, she stood at the highest point of the Gangbo Canyon, blowing the night wind, thinking that the weather was so hot and humid, and there would definitely be a cold rain in a few days, so she was not too surprised when she saw the dark clouds in the sky.

Just like at this moment, the knight's spear that had pierced the back ribs from her left abdomen was stuck diagonally, she was not too surprised, she didn't even look at it more, she didn't think about how long she would live, a second or a minute was meaningless.

I was just wondering if Oryel would see her, and how would he react when he saw her face?

She prayed for the mercy of her enemies, and she would rather her bloody head not be found by Orle, so when the drake knight asked for her name again.

She was stunned for a long time, then whispered softly like the wind, "My name... Darcy Debbie..."

"Daxi?" the Earth Dragon Knight had good hearing, he frowned, the name sounded like a lowly peasant name, but he quickly stretched again, because no matter what the knight came from, he deserved to earn his respect, at the cost of death.

She was already in a trance, and repeated softly, "Daxi..."

Beneath the knight, the mighty drake beast poked over its massive head and opened its bloody mouth, but was quickly stopped, and he placed one hand on the underside of the dragon's nostrils, which made the dragon's eyes close comfortably full of fleshy bumps.

With his other hand, he hesitated for a moment, gently lifted her drooping head, and then removed the tattered mask.

She was long gone, so only the knight heard her own exclamation.

"Daxi—" The knight was silent for a moment, and then repeated the sentence stupidly.

Then he was silent for a long time before he pulled her body out from under the knight's spear, placed it gently on the saddle of the dragon, and soon merged into the dust.

The boulder is gone.

At this moment, all the evacuated air currents converged again.

ps. Daxi's story will be placed outside, there is a profound experience between her and Ole, the main story line and the length of the relationship, and the follow-up will only release some diaries with only a few words in the text, but the story of Daxi's family is not over, and it will play a very important role. Finally, thank you readers for your support to me, I received a lot of rewards, especially thank you, I feel like it should be a girl, you hope not to be a tragedy Ida, although I also like Ada, but I have to say, Ida's fate will be left to her own choice, and some of her diary content will be released one after another, of course, the diary itself is just a record of the process, not the result.