The night was getting deeper, and although the moon could still cast scattered splendor in the thick clouds, it could not illuminate the dark earth at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A party of about 700 men was marching towards Djerberg in the plains outside the Jerukhs Mountains.

The men and horses were mainly composed of hoplites, many of whom had their boots damaged to varying degrees, and the coats of arms on their uniforms were stained with mud and mottled appearance. It is not difficult to see that this team has been marching for a long time, but their eyes are still bright, and there is no trace of tiredness, which shows a strong contrast with the dust and dust of the suit.

"How far is it to be Lynn?" Carlos on horseback asked anxiously as he asked the attendant beside him.

Lin looked very petite, never taller than one hundred and sixty centimeters, and her figure was also very thin, so thin that she could barely see the curves peculiar to women, and she looked like just a little girl who couldn't help but be soft. But her conspicuous long red ponytail hair, combined with the red and black swayed tight-fitting Swadia military uniform, highlights a unique military temperament. She lifted her pale face and didn't speak, just pointed to the mountains hidden behind the night curtain in front of her, then turned around and pointed at Carlos's head and made a special gesture.

"Oh, yes. Am I too nervous? But my head isn't broken, Lynn. Carlos then thought that this was the fifth time in an hour that he had asked this question.

"Your Excellency Carlos, if there are no accidents, we will be able to reach the young master in an hour. Charles, who had always been quiet, also looked extremely cramped and uneasy, pinching the reins in his hand from time to time.

"That's good, I'm sure I'll catch up. Carlos whispered, as if just trying to convince himself.

At this point, Lynn suddenly turned her head, pointed to her ears, and then suddenly opened her five fingers.

"There's a loud noise, where did it come from?" Carlos couldn't help but change his face.

Lynn nodded, pointing in the direction of Jeerberg ahead of her, with a puzzled look on her face, as if something was in doubt.

Carlos hurriedly raised his right hand and ordered loudly: "The whole army - stop advancing!"

The heavy infantry on the march quickly stopped, and the whole process was neatly organized without any noise, which shows the rigor of the discipline.

As soon as the queue stopped, Carlos immediately turned over and dismounted, pressed his whole body to the ground, and listened intently to the sound of the ground. This particular technique he had learned from the Kujits, who did not have Lynn's gifted superior hearing, but in this way he was able to hear sounds in the distance.

Carlos leaned down for a while, listening carefully, there was silence all around, but he could not hear anything, and just as he was about to get up and ask Lynn, he was unprepared to hear the sound from a distance, and he looked incredulous, and his arched body remained motionless, as if he had turned into stone.

"Oh my God! What is this sound? It was as if a giant was striking the ground with a sledgehammer, several times every few tens of seconds and a minute. What the hell is this!?" it took Carlos a moment before he jumped up from the ground and exclaimed.

"Could it be—the sky-breaking ballista that the intelligence says!!—Did they really use this weapon?" said Charles.

"What's that?" Carlos hurriedly asked, turning on his horse as he got on his horse, and a bad premonition came over him.

"An explosive weapon that utilizes gunpowder. Charles added: "According to the report of the spies, it was put into use for the first time in the offensive and defensive battle of Tiha, and it was powerful enough to crack the stone... ”

Charles's voice grew quieter and quieter, and he seemed reluctant to say the last word, he raised his head and looked at Carlos for a long time before continuing: "Under the continuous bombardment。。。。。。 It's powerful enough to blast the walls open!"

Hearing such a comment, even Carlos, who has always been good at guarding, couldn't help but tremble. If even the walls can be breached, then this era of castles will be completely over, and even the existing defensive skills will face this complete obsolescence. Is there really any chance of victory against such a horrific weapon?

With a snap, Lynn's small hand gently slapped Carlos' face, causing him to immediately recover from his panic.

Yes, that guy Cesar is fighting against this demonic weapon with his flesh and blood.

It's ridiculous that I started to worry about this kind of senseless worry before I was even on the battlefield.

The look of Cesar being caught by Fernand during the graduation exam came to mind again.

Yes!

That guy must not have conceded defeat yet! He must still be looking for a chance to win!

"Lynn, thank you. Carlos grinned at Lynn.

If that time, and so many times before, was just a fluke for you, Cesara, please create this fluke again!

Carlos's big hand was raised again: "All the army! Full speed march! Target--Jeerburg!"

"It seems that the accuracy still needs to be improved. Hill looked at another ballista that exploded next to the city wall, and said lightly: "There are already twenty rounds, and only six can hit the city wall." The only ones that can really be regarded as hitting the target are just two shots. ”

"Enough, though, isn't it?" Hill muttered as he looked at the castle in the distance, "You've already felt that devastating power, haven't you? ”

"My lord, the infantry phalanx has been lined up. Salton reported as he returned from the front of the formation.

"Very good, pass the order, the whole army will prepare to resist the charge!" Hill's voice raised slightly, and it seemed that he could no longer hide the excitement in his heart.

"Yes, sir. I don't know what to ask?" Toldon looked at Ciel.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"Why are you sure that the man who is worshipped as the god of war will come out of the net knowing that we will definitely be ready for battle?"

Hill's gaze turned back from the front of the formation and swept over Solton: "Because if Jerburg is lost because of this terrifying weapon, not only will it seriously affect the morale of Svadia's army, but more importantly, we choose this time to bomb, once the city is broken, not only him, but even the Carlos who came to reinforce will not escape." For the first time, Nord's army will cross the mountains and sweep through Svadia!"

Hilpause: "Every weapon that transcends the ages is the same when it is actually used on the battlefield. Ordinary people will succumb to its terrifying destructive power, and be dominated by fear. Just like when Rhodok first invented a high-strength repeating crossbow, because of its terrifying armor-piercing ability and firing speed, in the early days of use, the Swadia suppression army even had three consecutive cities surrender before they officially fought. It took them a whole decade to overcome this fear, using thickened armor and mixed formations to fight it. ”

"But," Hill's gaze looked back at the castle in the distance, "another kind of people like him are the opposite. Knowing the chain reaction of this terror, he will do whatever it takes to snuff out the terrifying effect of this weapon, even at the cost of his own life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ciel's pupils suddenly dilated.

The gate of the castle in the distance is slowly opening!

"But what's the difference between that and death?" Salton still didn't understand.

"It's different, if the Skybreaker Ballista is our trump card, then they also have a ghost card that we can't master. That's -- what kind of death is that person going to do? Hill still looked silently at the distant city gate for a moment before turning back and saying, "Go down, Thorton." Whatever the outcome, today's battle is definitely worth remembering for a lifetime."

The door is nearly half open.

Boom!

Two ballistas landed nearly fifty meters outside the doorway, raising a large amount of dust and gunsmoke, covering the gate like a cloud of fog.

The Nord soldiers in front of the battle, so nervous that their sweat was falling bit by bit, and each of them tried to open their eyes, trying to see through the smoke.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves rushed first into their eardrums. In a matter of seconds, more and more horses' hooves converged, and the earth began to tremble gently.

Time has been complicated and condensed, and even the dust and smoke in the sky are like a thick entity, no longer drifting and moving.

How long have you been waiting?

Nobody knows!

Every Nord soldier could hardly bear the oppression of his heart, and even wanted to shout loudly.

In such an instant, they were relieved, they saw!

The smoke curtain was dispersed in an instant, and the Swadia army cloaked in clothes rushed out in a cone, and the red armor and red horses, like red lotus-like bows, cut through the smoke wall and rushed straight forward.

"Thirty seconds between launches, dodge in formation!" The knight led by him carried a giant sword, and with a wave of his hand, the cavalry force of nearly three hundred people immediately divided into three queues and galloped away in the direction of three non-passing!

Boom-boom-boom!

Almost at the same time, three ballistas flew to the center of the cavalry's platoon and landed on the ground.

The cavalry that had just split into formation avoided the explosion site just right, and the powerful air currents and shrapnel knocked several cavalrymen off their horses, but the rest of the cavalry were almost completely unaffected, and still shot at the heart of the opponent like three flame arrows!

"Svadia - Hooray!" the greatsword knight at the head squeezed the last breath of air out of his chest and roared with all his might!

"Hurrah Svadia!" !!!the rest of the men and horses corresponded, and what could they do without the drums of war? The thunderous roar of his comrades at this moment was more exciting than any other way of beating the drums!

Two hundred meters more! Another hundred meters! Another fifty meters!

Svadia's cavalry troops rushed down the slope of nearly forty degrees at unimaginable speed, and the formation split several times without confusion!

It's so strong!

Even the Nords, who are a belligerent people, can't help but secretly cheer for their enemies in their hearts, while sweat oozes from their hands that clench the hilt of their swords.

Is there really only 300 such an enemy?

Why do we feel that we are the prey, and they are the real hunters, even though we have three times their number?

The last ten meters!

Hit the wolf's teeth!

The greatsword is unsheathed!

The silver light is on!

As soon as the figure like a knife rushed out of the Nord army, the long sword fiercely wrapped around the giant sword!

"See you again at last!Sword of Svadia!" the swarthy boy laughed.

Countless swords intersect, and bones, flesh and blades immediately play the most brutal symphony!

300 Swadia Cavalry VS 900 Nord Elite!

Sword of Swadia VS Chris at the End of the Blade!Deathmatch begins!!