Chapter 168: The forget-me-not that only belongs to the knight
On the chaotic battlefield, Tristan holds a bone-chilling demonic longsword in his right hand and a longbow in his left hand. Wander around the perimeter of the battlefield and use speed suppression to interrupt the mage's chanting.
The bow feather burst with an icy cold light made the Duke of Cornwall's forward army cry bitterly, and the five archmages joined forces and were not vegetarians, and the battle losses of the two sides were roughly fifty-five, and neither of them could take advantage of the other.
Ranmarok wiped the sweat from his head and looked into the distance, hoping that Arthur would come back soon, maybe his wish had come true, and a small shadow appeared in the distance.
Accompanied by the shouts of men, announcing the end of this war.
"The people of Sealand have heard the unfortunate news for you, that your reinforcements are no longer available, and that if you want to continue your dying struggle, then be prepared to die. ”
The sound was so familiar and so reassuring, like a warm winter current, inspiring.
They have had a hard time these days, and they are also suffering.
The figure standing on the hill facing the sun with golden wings, dazzling in the brilliance, if the gods came, let the slaughter on the battlefield stop immediately.
"Arthur, you—" The army on the Sealand side looked in surprise at the men on the Irish side, and at the men on the hills.
"There's no fuss, it's just a little trick. Arthur said.
The "Arthur" standing on the Irish side suddenly turned into a woman, and everyone knew that they had been fooled.
"Offensive !!"
The chant of the battlefield came out of Arthur's mouth, and the triple protection enveloped all the Irish soldiers, and the power of Arthur's battle chant shook the heart for the first time.
Tristan was full of infinite power, and Arthur's first few war songs were taught by him, but during the time the two were separated, Arthur had mastered the sound of chants, which was incredible.
"Intruder, please leave Ireland. Arthur raised his demonic sword.
The first horse rushed straight towards the enemy, and the wind pattern added protection to the war horse and his body, and rushed into the enemy army alone.
The 5 archmages, chanting powerful compound magic, in an instant, the entire battlefield structure immediately collapsed in an attempt to stop Arthur and the centaurs behind him, but Arthur's speed was too fast, so fast that he ignored the change of magic, and it was as fast as a hundred meters in an instant.
Tristan raised the longbow in his hand, burned all his strength, and shot an angry arrow into the sky, and Ranmarok raised the "Emerald Extreme Cold" in his hand, and an ice crystal path gradually took shape.
"For honor, for glory. “
The morale of the whole of Ireland burned to the peak, and the evil spirit that rushed to the sky shocked the Sealand army, which was more than twice as large as their own, and they only felt the cold hair on their bodies upside down, and the cold sweat did not stop.
Arthur's figure disappeared from the horse, and the next moment appeared behind the 5 archmages, the spiritual chain of the 5 people had just sensed his breath, and the long sword in Arthur's hand had pierced the heart of one person.
"The ancestral rule of the Dawning Continent, mages must not let people get close, especially a person who holds dragon power. “
Arthur's voice was like a cold sound of death, and the other four looked at his golden eyes in shock, and a powerful dragon power shocked the surrounding radius of a hundred meters, delaying the time for casting the spell.
With a stabbing sound, Arthur drew his long sword, and a cold light slashed the crimson with blood light.
The remaining 4 archmages wanted to teleport away, but Arthur looked at them, and the figure suddenly disappeared again. The sweeping sword light white blade flashed, and the four heads were knocked away by a powerful sword qi, and they fell to the ground with a grunt.
"You've been around long enough, it's time to come back. ”
Arthur solved the 5 archmages, the golden pupils gradually returned to their original color, everyone around him was so frightened that they almost peed their pants, the hand of the sword trembled, and they couldn't use any strength at all, and the only confidence that supported them to dare to raise the sword may be the suppression of the number of people.
Arthur put away the demonic sword, didn't even bother to look at the enemy troops around him, turned around and left in a dashing manner, the duty of being a boss has been achieved, and the rest is handed over to the person who should be handed over.
Tristan's powerful war suppression ability and Ranmarok's powerful breakthrough ability have become two of the brightest new stars on the battlefield.
Tristan guarded Ranmarok, and the two rode white horses across the center of the battlefield, tearing through one defense line after another, and the collapsed battle line was destroyed by the Irish knights who approached later, looking down on the entire battlefield from a high altitude, only to see that the army policy on the Sealand side was torn apart by a small opening, and then the policy team was inserted along the small opening.
Like a man and a woman who have just gotten married, the intercourse at night starts very slowly, and ends quickly and deeply.
Link guarded the last direction, erecting an iron wall, looking at Tristan and Ranmarok approaching in the distance, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, both of whom were the future stars of the kingdom but were forced to do so, and it was not the people they sat on who were at fault.
"You are strong, but we also have honor. Link said to himself.
Riding on his beloved horse, he took the heavy riding spear from the hand of the man beside him, and he took a deep breath and slashed the riding gun diagonally into the ground.
The companion with a solemn face behind him did not have a trace of confusion and timidity.
The battlefield is a sacred land that carries a lot of things, and the powerful amplification ability of the chant allows an ordinary soldier to increase his strength by at least 5 times. Even powerhouses like Tristan and Ranmarok faintly touch the apex of the boundary.
In the face of the comrades who had known each other or drank together in the past, although the heart was painful, they could not be merciful, and everyone had different positions, for the dawn of the war.
"Please give my 'forget-me-not' to her far away, although I am no longer there, my heart has returned to my hometown. ”
With the fragrance of birds and flowers wafting in the wind, Tristan opened his eyes for the first time, and raised the demonic sword in his hand straight, the powerful magic enveloped the sword body, and the magic power was agitated and raging, and finally turned into a slender riding spear that exuded fragrance, its name was "forget-me-not"
Arthur muttered as he rode his horse and looked at Tristan in the distance. "Xiao Cui, you really still have a gun step, dry daddy. ”
The forget-me-not in Tristan's hand, the jade in Ranmaroke's hand is extremely cold, each exuding a powerful power to suppress, and the Sealand knights on the opposite side, the war horses are neatly aligned and walk out of the escort team under the leadership of Link.
Running slowly, accelerating, raising guns, they are like machines, non-human general order, the breath of the knight team of 100 people is like a person, they are indifferent, they look at death as if they were at home and empty eyes.
Two genius knights with holy spears VS knights of 100 people, taking the policy of horizontal hedging is simply looking for death, if they can't tear the policy, they will be trampled into mud even if they have holy spears. But both Tristan and Ranmarok are people who value honor very much, and will not take other roundabout solutions.
The smoke of gunfire filled the air, and the flames of war were rekindled.
Arthur stood in the distance and shook his head. He now somewhat understood the pride and honor of the Sealand Knights.
It is not you who are at fault, but the Higher, and may the kingdom of heaven take care of your glory.