When I was very young, very young, when my father had not yet become an alcoholic, and the war between the kingdoms of Nord and Rhodok, which would continue for fifteen years, was only beginning to show its beginnings, the vast majority of the inhabitants of Calradia were still full of joy and confidence in the future, and at that time, in addition to fishing and hunting, we also planted some winter wheat in the wetlands near the Vir River. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, my greatest pleasure was to follow my father to the ground, because I could finally avoid using harpoons or bows and arrows in front of my peers, and my lack of motor cells, and my utter shame on my Nord blood, was finally not the subject of their ridicule.

But there were also some things that made me very angry at that time, that is, the sparrows in the wheat field who stole the ears of wheat like bees, they always hid in the wheat field, and they couldn't see clearly from a distance, and they had to get close and alarm them, and they would suddenly fly up with a bang, and they would always be startled when they were caught off guard.

I thought of many ways to deal with them, for example, by tying a few scarecrow trees in the wheat field, but the one was in effect for a short time, and after a few days, when the sparrows got used to the immobile scarecrows, they all chirped and flew down again, and turned a blind eye.

I felt like I had been defeated by them, but my father, who had not yet become a drunkard, showed his different, or rather hidden, side, by putting on the scarecrow's clothes, stuffing straw into his neck and cuffs, and even to hide his trademark red hair, he brought a tattered hat to cover his face, and stood motionless in the wheat field all day like a scarecrow.

At first, the sparrows were still very nervous about the sudden extra "scarecrow", and did not approach the wheat field where he was standing at all, and my father was also a man of perseverance, and he stood from morning to dusk, and finally two sparrows felt that there was no problem, and tentatively jumped in front of him.

He didn't move.

The sparrow jumped on top of him and pecked at his torn clothes, but he still didn't move.

In the end, the sparrow jumped directly on his shoulder, pecking at the wheat grains stuck to the straw on his face very recklessly, until this moment, my father suddenly shook his whole body, as if a silent explosion had occurred in him, and a layer of milky white qi took him as the center and spread rapidly in all directions.

When the wave of air was gone, two silent sparrows fell at my father's feet...... and an entire acre of ruined wheat fields.

I watched my dad take off the scarecrow's clothes and put them on the other scarecrow again, and after dismembering the two sparrows in an extremely cruel and bloody way, he hung on the scarecrow, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay, after so many times, these sparrows will never dare to make trouble again...... Little Emmons, my trick is easy to use, right? I told you earlier, let you exercise more, maybe you can learn my trick in the future, overlord collapse......"

I pointed to a whole patch of fallen wheat at my father's feet and said, "But why do I think you are so destructive than those sparrows?"

"Uh......"

But Daddy's method was really useful, and a few times later, Daddy always pretended to be a scarecrow to hunt sparrows, and once they were killed, they were all hung on the scarecrow who put back his clothes, and so on, in this wheat field, the sparrows were almost extinct.

Of course, after my dad became an alcoholic, the border conflict between the Nord Kingdom and the Rhodok Kingdom also developed from a fight between villages to a bloody battle between the Western Front of the entire Nord Kingdom and the Northern Army of the Rhodok Kingdom for more than ten years, and all my memories of my father, sink into the long river of time.

......

When I came to my senses, a short time had passed, and the heavy cavalry of the Knights of the Blood Rose had just rushed to the front of the shield, and the two Rhodoc phalanxes lined up in front of them were ready for the onslaught, and countless phalanx spears stabbed forward like reclining trees.

But at this moment, I finally saw the appearance of the knights who were galloping forward.

As I had guessed, under their tight armor was a puffy yellow straw, and they were scarecrows in armor, firmly tied to horses! But not exactly, every three of them were tightly tied together with barbed chains, forming a rolling chain of iron horses, and in each small iron horse formation, there was a real knight, driving the three war horses with the strength of one person, making these scarecrow heavy horses look like real people, once the horse was injured and fell to the ground, the knight in the middle cut the chain to avoid being dragged down.

However, it also depends on the horseman's riding skills in the middle, and such an iron horse formation must not be used for hand-to-hand combat, but can only be used for a short rush, with the help of the terrifying impact of the heavily armed war horse galloping up, to complete the strike effect. It is no wonder that before the war, they had to constantly extend the front and widen the striking surface.

So, there is another question, since most of the knights here are scarecrows, where is the real main force of the Blood Rose Knights?

I looked to the north, where the deafening sound of horses' hooves rang out almost simultaneously.

That's exactly why I think this Tuyas has a Gaon style. When he left the Bigren station, I only saw from the eyes of the night owl that there were about three thousand knights, followed by a mighty empty horse team, this is a very normal thing, generally heavy horses have to run long distances, each person will prepare two war horses, one to ride, one to carry equipment, after all, the weight of a full set of horse armor plus their own armor and weapons is not less than the weight of a person, if you let the war horse be draped first, and then set off, the horse will have no stamina if you can't run more than ten miles.

But before the battle, I saw from the perspective of the night owl that while the Blood Rose Knights were extending the battle line, there was a knight of about 2,000 people around the north side of the phalanx, I thought it was the hidden power brought by Tuyas, but now that I think about it, it should be the real main force of the Blood Rose Knights.

Sure enough, while all the Rhodoks' attention was focused on the heavy cavalry formation of more than 3,000 people due west, a heavy cavalry of 2,000 people took advantage of the night to form a huge wedge-shaped formation on the north side of the phalanx, and trotted very covertly, until they entered the sprint distance, and finally exerted their strength at the same time, and when they found out, their cavalry spears had been put down, and the men and horses were one, like a sharp war spear, stabbing fiercely.

In the stunned and shocked gaze of the Rhodok, he stabbed.

I looked back at Tydamir: "Get ready, as soon as the Rhodoks are in disarray, we'll retreat!"

Tedamir nodded immediately, and it was clear that he had long wanted to leave this place.

Just as I spoke, the previous three thousand iron horse formations had steadily hit the Rodok people's shields, because a team of heavy horsemen suddenly appeared on the side without warning, so the Rodok people who faced those iron horse formations appeared in a momentary restlessness, I have to say, Tuyas is very good at calculating time, the direct result of this short restlessness is that the three thousand iron horse arrays actually broke through the two Rhodok phalanxes on the west side in one fell swoop in the form of a line array, and the two phalanxes immediately appeared like a pipe surge, and this chaos and plague spread to the entire Rhodok phalanx, which directly affected the preparation just nowto greet the Rhodoks on the north side of the main force of the Blood Rose Knights.

I shook my head: "Looks like Illya is going to lose this time...... but before I could finish my sentence, the familiar sword-shaped pillar of moonlight suddenly shone brightly, piercing straight into the sky from the center of the Rhodoc phalanx, and even piercing a hole in the dark clouds in the sky.

Then, the pillar of moonlight moved, no, it was Illya, who was in the center of the formation, and she didn't care about the Rhodoks who were being swept away to the west, but went straight to the Knights of the Blood Roses who were rushing towards them like spears to the north. From my point of view, she was alone, bathed in the moonlight, single-handedly rushing towards a group of 2,000 heavy cavalry.

No matter how you look at it, this scene is not only tragic, but can give rise to a vigorous ambition.

In the blink of an eye, she had crossed the distance of hundreds of meters between each other, and met the sharp edge of the heavy cavalry wedge-shaped formation, a knight covered in fine armor, holding a sturdy and ornate knight's shield in one hand, and a sturdy giant cavalry spear with a cold sharp light in the other, the blade of which shimmered with cold sharpness, and was aimed firmly at Illya's chest.

All I saw was that Elija stabbed the spear from her chest in the lightning of the moment the two horses staggered, and then the sword flashed in her hand, and the knight, along with the warhorse, neighed and fell to the ground.

This series of beautiful movements takes place in less than a second of instants, all in one go.

The next moment, her war horse slammed into the wedge-shaped formation of the Blood Rose Knights, because the knight at the head of the formation was cut down by a sword, and the entire wedge-shaped formation completely lost its cohesion.

I grew my mouth and looked at the moonlight that always ran through the sky and earth in the crowded crowd over there, this Eliya, she actually stopped the charge of two thousand heavy horsemen with her own strength?!

At the same time as the wedge-shaped formation on the other side stopped, a series of earth-shattering cheers suddenly erupted in the Rhodok phalanx, and those Rhodoks who were panicked before, because of the almost impossible performance of their moon goddess, suddenly regained their pride and courage, and the iron horse formation that had previously broken the Rhodok phalanx in one fell swoop was immediately stopped by the reorganized Rhodoks, surrounded in the center, and began to divide continuously. The Rhodocs, because of a near-great victory of one man, were reverted back to impregnable walls, and each of them volunteered to become a brick in this wall.

That's what makes the Rhodoks terrible, but also their pathos, if they don't have that man who stepped up to work miracles, they would have become lambs to the slaughter, cowardly and powerless.

I turned my horse's head: "Let's go, this one...... The Svadians are defeated!"

People who save the big picture by themselves are called heroes. No matter at any time or place, a group of heroes cannot be underestimated. Because no matter what the hardship or even despair is, the hero can make everything move in a hopeful direction.

I sang many hymns to heroes when I was a bard, and from that time on, I had a desire to be a hero, and although the exiled life turned it into a luxury, it was always stored in my heart, and it had a chance to sprout spores for a moment.

Now, I have enough strength and power, but in the eyes of many people, what I am doing now is far from worthy of the title of "hero". In their eyes, the so-called "hero" must be a flawless and perfect person, just like that Illya, but how do they know that a real hero must have the courage of thousands of people, and always bear the sense of mission to create a new world, even if sometimes he has to do something against his will and is not understood, but the courage to take that step is enough to make him worthy of the title of "hero".

Besides, how can the so-called creation be created without destroying the old?

Creation requires labor pains. And I knew that I was on the right track, and that even if there were labor pains, they would be short-lived, and they would be bearable compared to the wonderful new world that was to come.

I just thought about it as I left the battlefield of Elia and Tuyas, the shouts behind me getting louder and louder, but the distance between me and us was getting longer and longer.

This time, I made a mistake and confronted Illya, and although I finally succeeded in coming back, I also paid the price of nearly 400 brothers, and I was slightly seriously injured, and I don't know whether I was alive or dead. On the whole, our losses were very heavy, and the 3,500 brothers who came out had lost more than half of them by now, but the results achieved were not significant -- at least they could not be compared with the results achieved by the brothers I once led the 15th Brigade, one reason was that the Fourth Army Corps was, after all, a new generation of legions, and the combat effectiveness of old soldiers like the 15th Brigade could not be compared, and the second reason was that the purpose of my leading them in this series of operations was not to destroy the enemy, but to plot for the sake of the overall situation.

Now the battle situation in front of me, in the direction of Uxhall, although the Swadias have made a series of mistakes, but the calm situation laid by Gaon will not be broken for a while and a half, even if Prince James is pretentious, he should understand that now in the battlefield around Paravon, the Swadias have lost their right to speak, unless Gaon dominates the war again, but as far as the current situation is concerned, Gaon should be tied up for a long time, after all, he was the arm of the coup, no matter how forced Haraus is, he will not be willing to let him take charge of the army again until the last moment, maybe as soon as this war is over, Gaon will be secretly executed。

On the Paraven side, the Rhodoks and the Swadias have been locked in a long stalemate and attrition, which can be said to be a stagnant pool before, and both sides have been restrained and calm, but now that Ilia has been attacked and the Knights of the Blood Rose have been hit hard, it is difficult to guess that the two sides will continue to face each other so painlessly, and maybe a new round of firefighting will start again. After all, Parabun is the capital of the Swadians, and it has had a sacred symbolism since ancient times, and even if it is burned ten thousand times, the Swadians will not let it fall into the hands of other countries, let alone the Rhodoks, who have been sworn enemies for generations.

If I fanned the flames, it is conceivable that this friction will quickly heat up into a national-level war to the death, and at that time, my homeland Nord Kingdom, which has been eyeing Rhodok, will definitely not let go of this opportunity and will definitely join in the sacking of Rhodok, and in the same way, the Kingdom of Vekia will definitely not sit idly by, and then it will be a situation of chaos between the four countries, and the military strength of the entire five major powers of Calradia, except for the Kugit Khanate, which is now moribund and unable to review, will suffer fatal internal friction and be reduced to the strength of Kugit's level, which is good for me to stand on my own in the future, whether it is an invasion of the Dark Order, it will be a great opportunity.

The only problem, or variable, now is the old G that suddenly appeared. Judging from the previous information, he should have arrived in Uxhall, but the Swadia Empire did not truce with the Bright Alliance as I expected, and Old G did not return to his Bright Alliance army, which means that something must have gone wrong on Old G's side. But with the strength of him, Dragon, Rhodok and Melva, it is difficult to imagine what problems they can have, then, the only possible explanation left is that Old G has other plans, as for what the plan, it is not for me to guess.

"Intelligence work is still not enough......" I sighed, feeling blind and dazed. With William and Sephiroth by my side before, they were able to help me get and deal with the intelligence around me, and the advantage of intelligence was simply decisive for the play of strategy. Now William is sitting in the base, and if he wants to monitor this and that, he has no time to get intelligence for me, and it is not realistic to use the night owl to maintain real-time contact with him, after all, I also need to reconnoiter the environment near me, and now I am simply blind, scurrying around the grassland, I don't know what I will face in the next moment, and I don't know if I have stepped into some unknown trap or calculation, this feeling is really unpleasant, and I have no sense of security all the time.

"Anyway, after all these days, Sephiroth must have recovered a bit, right?" I said to myself, "Do you want to ask Tex where Sephiroth was sent by him?" ”

"General!" said Tedamir, who suddenly ran to my side and whispered very solemnly, "That Tello, he seems to be dying......

My heart tightened, and I turned my head and ran towards him.

In fact, I still have some gratitude for this Tello, although he came out of nowhere and said that he would be willing to be my little brother, this situation feels a little weird, but after a series of things happened, I also have a certain trust in him, and I also know that the reason why he followed me is because of his own purpose, of course, this purpose does not conflict with me. Last night, even more, if he hadn't blocked an arrow for me from behind, it would have been me who had missed the arrow.