Chapter 35: The Decisive Battle (I)

Another four days passed, and the integration of a total of 3,000 soldiers was finally completed, and at the beginning of the morning sun, the camp outside the town, at the same time as the horn sounded, the 3,000 army was drawn from the camp.

Three thousand people are calling Hannett in unison, victory, and waiting for the call of unity.

"Defeat the Dark Legion, and we will win! Let's go! ”

With the official order of the commander-in-chief Hannet, twenty knights at the head led by two hundred cavalry, and behind him were two thousand eight hundred troops.

In an unknown attic, in an uncovered banquet of nobles, the men and women wearing only masks were still immersed in the afterglow of ****. At this point in time, it's clear that it's an all-night party.

The shouts of the soldiers outside the town attracted the spirits of several men in the house, and a familiar male voice sounded, he lifted the curtains slightly, looked at everything outside the house, and hummed slightly:

"Hmph...... Hero? Savior? Let you be complacent for a while, and the fruits of victory will only fall into our hands in the end. ”

"Yes, just like Dandy ~ Geralt back then, he brought the power and light of the gods of the upper realm, and even the man who was about to become a king at one time, but so what? On the eve of the victory, we returned to the Upper Realm with the power of the nobles, but unfortunately it was launched too early, allowing Bremen to recover, and now if we do it again, we will not make the mistakes of our ancestors again...... When he succeeds, it is when he falls! Another voice of resentment rose.

Among the men and women present, the ones who were qualified to speak like this were the viscounts, barons, who had been greatly reduced by Fang Xin and Wang Dao four days ago.

One of them was a woman with a red fruit who was none other than Ellie. A shrewd, beautiful, pathetic and pathetic woman.

The words of a couple of nobles. caused a trace of unspeakable sadness in her heart, and she was a little silent, but she could only be silent......

When the time came in the afternoon, the army of 3,000 marched, and there was a small mess in the middle, and some soldiers did not obey the order and left the army without authorization. There were also those who disobeyed the order and were executed in Fang Xin's cold order.

The army, if there is no ironclad military order and discipline. What's the point? Especially at such an important time, Fang Xin was ruthless, even if it was a trusted apprentice knight and squire to intercede, it was useless.

Under such ruthless methods, the entire army really felt the cruelty of the war and the war that was coming. There is more solemnity. At the same time, it is also a killer of chickens and police monkeys, so that the knights in the noble legions, who occupy half of the army, get anger and awe.

In front of a plain, the decisive battle was finally coming, and in front of him, a black cloud spread out, and a black banner was raised high, which was the regimental flag of Dark Earl Bremen.

This is a knightly legion of 2,000 men, and five high-ranking knights are at the forefront. Behind him were fifty middle and lower knights, and behind him were a cavalry corps of 1,900 men. Clustered around was a pedestal carried by dozens of people, on whom sat none other than the Earl of Bremen.

He was dressed in a blood-colored cloak, no armor, only a fine leather armor, and his face was fair, and he did not hold a weapon in his hand, but held a glass of wine, which was as red as blood, and the fragrance of grape wine, which was not blood, but better than blood.

Like a young handsome aristocrat who was outing in the wilderness, he was not surrounded by an army, but a group of waiters, accompanied by beautiful women, his eyes looked at the three thousand troops in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face:

"Emanuel, you say, that one Hannett has a terrible Upper Realm man next to him, right? So, is he as scary as I am? ”

Emmanuel stood aside in a black robe, bowed his head humbly, and said, "Oh, Lord Count, yes, I don't feel how terrible he is, this is the greatest terrible. ”

"Oh, I see." A trace of solemnity flashed on Bremen's face, Emmanuel's strength was already second only to the five high-ranking knights under his command, only the most loyal chief knight, Cortad could be comparable, and he couldn't see through that Nice?

This made Bremen's plan fail, and it was almost impossible to capture the souls of the Upper Realm, because this time there were two Upper Realmers, and they were alert Upper Realm people.

"Then, let's make a decision on the war." Bremen took a sip of the wine in his hand and tossed it aside. Standing up, there was no wind behind him, and with a brush, the scarlet devil-like winged batwing wings spread out towards the sky, and a rich blood-colored energy emerged, rendering his back into a demon-like existence.

Bremen flew above the Dark Legion, his arms wide open, as if embracing the sky, and said loudly to Fang Xin, who was slowly following the army in the distance:

"I, Count Bremen, come! Savior from the Upper Realms, Sir Hannett, this will be a king-to-king, soldier-to-soldier showdown! I used to be a knight, so let's have a duel between knights! HANNETT! ”

At the same time as Bremen's declaration of war, under the dark army under him, Cortad, the head of Bremen's five dark knights, raised his long sword, pointed ahead, and roared: "Count Hail!" ”

"Earl Wansheng!!" Five Dark Knights in harmony at the same time!

"Earl Victory!!" Behind him was the earth-shattering roar of the 1,900-strong Dark Army!

This momentum, accompanied by infinite dark power floating from the earth and converging in Bremen's body, at this moment, the true power of the Dark Count was finally revealed! Fourth-Order Peak! He already controls more than three-fifths of the origin of this small world, and in such a small world, he is almost invincible!

With the help of Jade Ruyi's power, Fang Xin's eyes felt the source of Brighten's dark and evil power in the sky in front of him, like a black hole, constantly swallowing everything!

"It's scary!! Is this the Dark Earl? ”

"No, no, he's a demon god, can we really defeat him?"

"It's horrible, it's horrible......"

The coercion of Bremen's fourth-order peak, with the blessing of the two thousand dark legions and the world's source power, directly suppressed the three thousand legions on Fang Xin's side.

Morale was declining at a visible rate, and most of the 3,000 men had a look of fear on their faces, and the knights and trainee knights had nervous expressions on their faces.

The situation was not good, Fang Xin turned his head to look at Wang Dao.

Wang Dao was riding a horse at this time, beside Fang Xin, he didn't say anything, his palm stretched out, and with a gentle pat, the imperceptible glorious power of mortals poured into Fang Xin's body in a steady stream!

It's like a transformation, it's like a god, at this moment, Fang Xin felt infinite power!

He roared into the sky, flew into the sky, and drew his sword!

The cloak swayed in the cold wind, bearing the brunt of it, and stubbornly withstood the momentum and power of the dark cloth lord. (To be continued.) )