Unconscious, Divalen had no idea how the blue guard's halberd and shield had torn the Nord's severed forces to pieces like a lions, and how Carlos had gone berserk to search for Cesar's tracks on the battlefield. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Get up, bastard!" Carlos shook the unconscious Divalen vigorously, "Damn! Who is this bastard in Cesar's armor!?"

"This is the Chief Guard of the Royal Guard, Colonel Divalen. Charles hurriedly wiped the blood and smudges from Divalen's face, and it was hard to make out the stains.

"Damn! This guy won't wake up for a while!" Carlos let go of his hand, letting Divalen fall back to the ground, then grabbed a Svadia sergeant and shouted, "What about your commander?"

The poor fellow, who had just escaped from the harvest of death, pointed to Divalen lying on the ground in horror: "I... We don't know... We always thought he was Lord Cesara. ”

Carlos was so anxious that he covered his face and even pulled his hair a few times: "Damn, where the hell have you been!

Although Charles was also extremely anxious, he had always been able to get close to the young master's thoughts for the first time after following the young master into countless battlefields large and small: "Since Lord Divalen is wearing the young master's armor, then the young master should have blended in with the ranks of ordinary soldiers, and led an elite surprise attack on the enemy's rear." ”

Carlos also came to his senses at once, and asked the sergeant, "What about the rest of your troops, are there troops that have not been ambushed in advance, or troops that have broken through in an outgroup!?"

The sergeant also slowly came to his senses: "General Cesara didn't tell us about the deployment of combat forces, so we don't know if there is an ambush in advance, but there is a force that breaks through。。。。。。 At this point, the soldier pondered for a moment, as if trying to recall the situation: "I remember that they charged the enemy's encircled wings, and according to the enemy's reaction, they must have broken out of the encirclement, but we have no way of knowing what happened next. ”

"Let Divalen attract the attention of the other party and then raid the other party's headquarters himself?" Carlos muttered to himself.

"No, it doesn't make sense. Charles immediately objected.

"Huh?" Carlos looked up and gestured for Charles to continue.

"The enemy is several times larger than us, even if we can break out of the encirclement, we can't play a role in a surprise attack on the enemy's main camp, and the young master can't think of this. ”

"No, don't immediately deny the possibility. Carlos's head finally calmed down, and he quickly considered all the possibilities after a long battle.

"First, there is no other way for him to make a roundabout raid, and there is no other ambush to prove that Cesara has been in battle all along; second, the soldier has just said that there is indeed a cavalry unit that has broken through the encirclement, and has broken out of the encirclement, and in this respect, there should be no one else in the formation who can do it except Cesara. ”

"But what's the point of such a tactic like sending death?" Charles also knew that although it was unreasonable in terms of motives, Carlos's analysis was indeed reasonable, and he couldn't help but worry when he thought of the uncertain life and death of the young master.

"Wait!" Something suddenly touched Carlos's tense nerves, "What did you just say?"

"What's the point?" said Charles, too.

"That's not right。。。。。 The previous sentence... ”

"It's no different from sending people to death。。。。。 ”

Cesar's words at the graduation drill rang in Carlos' ears almost at the same time.

The stubborn boy looked up at his equally stubborn self and said, "Don't be childish, Carlos!

"Death!Why didn't I think of it!!" Carlos patted his head: "What if he was there to send him to death?"

"He has always been like this, treating war as a game of chess, and everyone is a pawn, including himself!"

"The Nord army has enough weapons to destroy the city walls, and defending the castle will only make the Nord army easily break the city, first, the fear of new weapons will spread quickly, and it will be a heavy blow to the morale of the Swadian army, and second, after the city is broken, the Nords will condescendingly swoop down on our reinforcements, and the worst result will be that our two strongest Svadian troops will be broken in the hands of the Nords, so that Svadia will be like a wide open door, and will be ravaged by the Nords!"

Charles was puzzled: "Then why don't you retreat and join us first?"

Carlos replied quickly: "He will not be willing to give up this stronghold, this is the first time that the Swadians have laid a deep nail in the territory of Nord, which is simply immeasurable for future strategic value." Once pulled out, the Nords will never give us a second chance. On the contrary, attacking and breaking through with the main player can buy us enough time. By the time we arrive, whether they are alive or not, the Nord's already crippled and exhausted forces will not be able to compete with us. In this way, the pieces that Cesar wants to keep will be intact. ”

Charles hurriedly said: "If this is the case, why is there only one main general on the front line, according to intelligence, this time there are also Nord's famous swordsmanship general Salton and Karad, who is also the third major general, and they and the Nord reconnaissance cavalry regiment did not appear during the whole battle." If the Nords really plan to fight a quick battle, they should have pushed all the main forces to the front line at the beginning, so that not only will it be difficult for the young master to break out of the encirclement, but Divalen will not be able to hold out until we arrive, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?"

"No," Carlos said, looking up at the direction of his scouts, "there is a variability in your approach - will Cesara really not be able to break through the siege if he closes the circle? ”

"Could it be!?" exclaimed Charles as he finally figured out something.

"That's right, this game was laid out from the beginning to hunt Cesar, and Cesara was willing to use his life to save the other pawns. Carloston paused: "This is not a battle at all, but two chess masters exchanging chess pieces in their hands!"

"Young Master。。。。。 Charles lowered his head, letting the shadows hide his face.

The sound of horses' hooves in front of them interrupted their thoughts, and Carlos looked to see that Lin had returned from the front with two scouts, and Lin made several gestures on the horse, and her face was full of crampedness and panic.

"Bastard! You're such a bastard! Carlos was so excited that he immediately turned on his horse, waved his big hand, and instructed his subordinates to move forward immediately: "Don't die!

Although Charles didn't understand what was happening, he immediately got on his horse and followed the army, he rode close to Carlos, and was about to ask for an explanation, but Carlos opened his mouth one step ahead of him, and although there were three points of hope in his tone, there were seven points of worry attached to it: "Lin She said-"

"The scouts have discovered the whereabouts of Cesara, and they are fighting on the Bled Cliffs to the west, and I'm afraid - I am afraid they won't last long!!" The Bled Cliffs stretched diagonally outward from the westernmost upper part of the Jerukhs Mountains like an abrupt beak, like a divine axe created by heaven and earth to split a wide branch on the mountain.

Beneath the majestic mountain is the raging Ladoraka River, which originates in the southernmost part of the Jerukhs Mountains, winds all the way through the canyon with the undulations of the mountain, several tributaries merge into one near the Bled Cliffs, the water is suddenly turbulent, and the river is like a prison dragon, roaring away with no power, and the wild waves brought up by the water surface from time to time crash against the reef on the shore with a loud sound, as if the dragon is dancing violently all the time, trying to break free from the cage!

The sun had already sunk most of the horizon, and the light was rapidly receding, and the thick shadows were like a solemn atmosphere around them, and they were casting a shadow over the faces of the people on the cliff.

Nearly a hundred heavily armed Nord warriors and scout cavalry were waiting under the cliff, and the warriors were all nervously looking at the commanders on the horses, quietly waiting for the next order. From time to time, cold sweat flowed down his neck, but no one dared to wipe it, as if the enemy was at present, as long as one was not careful, the whole army would be wiped out.

Yes, they are nervous, they are cramped, they are uneasy, even if there are only seven people standing across from them!

Seven people who are still breathing!!

Salton finally understood why the Sword of Swadia was so strong that even Chris wanted to kill it so quickly.

Because--this man is a monster! a total monster!!

The exhausted cavalry of nearly sixty people, against the Nord reconnaissance cavalry of more than 100 people and the ambush army of nearly 200 Nord warriors, under his leadership, it was like a lion fighting among wolves, and the Swadia horsemen were fighting with their lives, and Cesar's sword was broken everywhere he went. If it weren't for the Nord reconnaissance cavalry commanded by Callad, who fought bravely and tactically, I am afraid that he would not have been able to stop him from breaking out of the encirclement.

Even so, the Swadians still rushed left and right in the formation, fighting and retreating, until they retreated to the top of the cliff.

In the face of a five-fold enemy, it is still possible to be so calm, if the difference in numbers is not so huge, if we do not wait for work。。。。。。

Cold sweat soaked Soldton's back, and the scars on his back ached.

Calade, who was beside Salton, also felt a chill rise in his heart, this outstanding general, who had been crowned the head of the three major generals of Nord since graduating from the military academy, had never seen such a terrified army and an adversary that made him fearful.

The three major generals of Nord have their own strengths, the last blade Chris is treacherous in martial arts, and it is easy to take the head of the enemy army in the ten thousand armies; Ice wolf Ace is powerful and can not be opened on the battlefield; Karad is proficient in military strategy, and the arrangement of troops under the arrow stone is unpredictable.

But according to Calard, the so-called each has its own strengths, but no one and any place can defeat the man in front of him, known as the sword of Svadia.

In terms of martial arts, he can go freely under the sword and halberd in the melee, and every time the sword blade is pointed at the herald or the squadron leader in the team, if it were not for Callad's timely command, I am afraid that the Nord team would have been in chaos long ago.

In terms of strength and courage, every time there were cracks and flaws in Swadia's team, he always turned his horse's head to meet the sword halberd as soon as possible, and he was still wearing more than ten wounds, repeatedly turning the tide. Calade, Salton, and Erxiong are all good at martial arts, and they have teamed up to try to stop him several times, although they have occasionally succeeded, but most of them have been dismantled by him, and he has left deep wounds on the three of them several times.

When it comes to tactics and strategy, he is even more unpredictable, a team of 60 people, surrounded by 300 people, sometimes agile like flowing water, sometimes tough like a rock, sometimes gathering and sometimes scattering. As soon as they dispersed, they immediately attacked the weakest position of the Nord formation. For every Swadia knight falling, Nord must pay nearly three or four times the price!

Callad's ears rang again with the words that Hill had spoken to him as he waited: "Don't be careless for a while, the other party is not a rabbit that has fallen into a trap, but a lion who has fought to his death." At this point, Hill paused and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, you're still going to underestimate the enemy anyway." "Yes, they are all careless, they have all imagined how strong the other party is countless times, but when it comes to the real fight, they are still shocked by the strength of the other party.

"So, this monster must not be left with any way to live. Calade gritted his teeth and bandaged the bone-deep wound on his shoulder, looked at the two bears beside him with several open skins, took a deep breath, and then slowly looked towards the end of the cliff.

In the dim light, seven figures were distorted and elongated, casting strange shapes. The wind howled in the valley and whipped their blood-soaked robes and made the sound of hunting.

They were supposed to be knights, but only three of them were still straddling their horses, including Cesar, and the horses of the remaining four had already been crushed in the battle, and all seven of them were covered in blood red, whether it was the blood of the enemy or their own blood, but it was long unclear.

All seven of them had different wounds, large and small. Some of them had broken an arm, some had broken a few ribs, some had been hit by several arrows, and some had a leg broken up to the knee, but they stood as straight and firm as a century-old cedar with spears in their hands.

But the seven had one thing in common—their eyes that burned like fire.

Obviously everyone is dying, but they don't look like desperate prey at all, they are telling their enemies with their eyes that even if they reach the last moment, they are just wounded hunters!

Cesar spat out the blood foam from his mouth, clamped his shoulder, tightened his muscles to fix the feather arrow that was deeply inserted into the shoulder well, and then stretched out his big hand to break the tail of the feather arrow.

The strong mountain wind continued to blow through his torn body, and the sharp pain hit him like a tidal wave, but his head was extremely clear.

Can't escape!

But it's enough.

Carlos, they should have arrived safely for reinforcements, right?

Is this time the end of the story?

Legend has it that Swadia will appear before he dies, and all the memories of the past will be replayed in my mind, but why, why do I only have that girl with a pig's head in my mind?

The fool who had been beaten to the ground and had a swollen face, and who was still indomitable in the face of an invincible enemy, was shouting at me.

"What are you kidding, running away is not the proper behavior of a knight!"

"What a stupid thing to say, how can I be in trouble. ”

"Because-for-me-but-ranger-to-to-the-ah!"

"Ranger? stupid。。。。。 A relieved smile slowly came to Cesar's lips: "I also became a knight because of you." ”

The scarred male lion slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his eyes coldly swept over the crows at the other end, and there was no momentum in his eyes to look at the world, but there was a little more pathos.

"My name is the sword, and it is my life's wish to do chivalrous righteousness and hoe the strong to help the weak. Cesar took a deep breath and said slowly, the first few words were like a whisper, and the more he went to the back, the thicker and louder his voice became, like a bowstring ringing, like iron: "It is my generation's responsibility to revitalize the family and get rid of the captives!"

Jack, who had already lost an arm on the side, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something