It will be dark.

The sunset hanging halfway up the mountain can no longer bring hope to the earth.

This war, like the afterglow of the sunset, is about to enter the darkness of eternal night.

Maury bit the dagger with his teeth, stretched out his remaining right hand, took out a letter from his bosom and stuffed it into the hands of the logistician: "Private of the Upper Rank, if I die in this war, please send this letter to 1065 Saint Laurent Avenue Glory." ”

"Please forgive me for not being able to do this. ”

The logistician refused Mori's request: "I don't think your relatives will welcome me as a guest, if you have anything to say, please wait until the war is over, and return to Saint Laurent in person to tell them." ”

"You think, I'...... Can you go back?"

Mori's eyes revealed despair: "The commander-in-chief is no longer the invincible commander he used to be, the glory of the past has blinded him, and he is still a child after all...... If you are a child, you will be complacent. ”

His gaze was looking ahead.

Some smoke and dust could already be faintly seen there, and Murray knew that the Empire's pursuing army was approaching: "We are no longer able to defeat the Imperial army, and defeat in this battle is inevitable." You are a logistician and can retreat in advance, but I am the main soldier of the group army, and I lost my right hand in the last siege, so I have no hope of survival. ”

"Although I would love to go home too......"

A crystal tear could not be suppressed from the corner of the young soldier's eyes: "But I once swore allegiance to Her Majesty under the banner of the dynasty, I ...... I will not forget the vows I once made. ”

"May the glory of the dynasty be with you. ”

The logistician took the letter: "Private Wigan sends you the highest respect, I believe that your sacrifice will not be in vain, and your blood will surely reawaken the Commander-in-Chief, who will surely lead the dynasty to prosperity." ”

"Thank you. ”

Maury watched the logistician go away, and he looked ahead again—

The soldiers of the Empire were already visible to the naked eye, and in a few more minutes, they would be able to engage in close combat.

Is there a chance of winning this battle?

Even one percent hope of victory!?

Maury glanced at his comrades around him, and saw that the eyes of every soldier were full of despair, and under the echo of the enemy's military boots, the soldiers couldn't help but retreat step by step, and the formation became crooked.

The soldiers were in fear.

This fear will kill them.

At this moment, it is already possible to make a final assertion -

There is no hope of victory!

Even though they had an army of nearly 300,000, none of them would think that they could defeat the Imperial army. On a battlefield of life and death, a soldier who cannot even hold a spear in his hand is not qualified for victory.

The goddess of victory will never favor cowards!

Da Da Da –

Vanguard, that's the enemy's vanguard.

They were dressed in heavy armor and rode on majestic horses, and their spears emitted a terrible chill that made them cold from the soles of their feet to the bottom of their hearts.

Maury's hand holding the dagger trembled.

He wanted to keep his fears under control and be loyal to the Queen.

But when the enemy was close and the shadow of death was falling in the air, fear made him take half a step back.

This half-step made him feel extremely ashamed.

He felt that he had betrayed his oath and his faith, but there was no one who did not fear death. Especially for soldiers, a senseless death is not an honor, but a shame.

But he soon discovers that he is not alone.

When the enemy's vanguard approached, the phalanx was already in disarray, and everyone tried to shrink back as much as possible, because they did not have the courage to face a senseless death.

Before the enemy arrived, they had already collapsed without a fight.

"Run, everyone!"

"We've lost. ”

"We will not be able to defeat the Imperial Army. ”

Maury heard a roar in the distance, a soldier who was afraid of death preparing to flee in advance.

In this atmosphere of despair, this cry was echoed, and the defensive formation completely collapsed, and the deserters had appeared.

Murray knew very well that if they couldn't even maintain a defensive formation, the next thing they would be greeted was a one-sided slaughter.

But at this critical moment.

Maury heard a voice.

This immature voice covered everything in heaven and earth, and clearly reached their ears—

"Soldiers, please tell me!"

"Tell me, please! Why are you backing off?"

"You have forgotten the oath you made to Her Majesty?"

"Or have you forgotten the glorious flag on the upper floor of Yves Saint Laurent?"

"If even you retreat, then who else?"

"Who else! can defend the glory of the dynasty, and who else can protect the life of the king!"

There can be no mistake.

The immature, but not angry voice came from their commander-in-chief.

Maury turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound—

The hunt is under the flag.

A golden glow refracted into his eyes.

It was the last rays of the setting sun, piercing through the clouds, splitting the canyons, and finally falling on the Queen's crown of purple gold, refracting a golden light that represented the highest glory.

The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded Thea on the podium.

Dyeing her angelic face sacrosanct, she became the center of the world in this moment.

"Her Majesty?"

"Her Majesty!"

A trembling voice of excitement came out of his throat, but Maury found that the roar he had thrown all his might into it was drowned out by the roar of an overwhelming army of 300,000.

Dropped weapons are picked up.

The fallen flag was held alof.

The retreating soldiers stopped.

......

The soldiers scrambled to stand at the forefront, their desperate gaze turning into bloodthirsty madness, and in less than a minute, the army on the verge of collapse regained its morale and became a tiger and wolf army.

Can't go back!

You must not take a step back!

Whether it was Mori or any of the other soldiers, their eyes revealed an extremely cold murderous aura.

Now let alone the mere 100,000 imperial troops standing in front of them, even if the enemy is a million heroes, they will not take a step back!

Why not take a step back in the face of such a formidable enemy?

Because, ah,

Behind them, there stood an existence that would protect even if it cost their lives-

Chia Saint Laurent.

It was the only king of the dynasty, a symbol of the glory and dignity of the dynasty.

The glory of the king must be defended with blood, and the despicable who dare to trample on the dignity of the dynasty must pay with their lives.

An astonishing momentum erupted from each soldier's body.

They began to advance head-on towards the Imperial army, knowing that with every step back, the queen was in danger, and with every step forward, the queen was safer.

Therefore, their belief is now only one-

Fight to the death and move forward.