"The weather was nice and sunny today. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Crick looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand to shield himself from the harsh sunlight, and said with a smile, "I thought it would be cold in the north, but it turned out to be fine." ”

Spencer sighed, and looked at the orc position in the distance, only to see that the vast army was boundless, and the military might was as majestic as a mountain, which was daunting.

It's like a piece of steel and a stone, at first glance they look about the same size, and they both seem to be quite strong, but in fact there is a big difference. The two collided hard, one or two hits were enough, and if they hit a few more times, it would definitely be a stone.

"You can still laugh at this time, it's really amazing!" he sighed and said to his friends, "After the fight starts, I will find an opportunity to charge towards the banner of the Orc Emperor, you must not be stupid to follow!"

"Uh, I thought we were friends, didn't I?" Crick was stunned, "as one of my only best friends, did you shamelessly throw away the knightly code and want to take it for yourself?"

Spencer was amused by his stunned and angry look, and slapped him on the shoulder: "When is it, you are still telling jokes." Are you not a scholar, but a bard?"

"I'm a believer in His Majesty the Long Song, isn't it normal for me to be a minstrels?" Crick smiled and tapped him on the shoulder, "Good friend, this is probably the first and last time we've fought side by side in our lives. Let me share your honor a little. ”

"What is there to share in such a thing as looking for death?"

"Isn't it possible to not die if I don't charge with you?" Crick sneered, "It's also death, so it's better to charge with you." I heard from a bard before, 'To run away is to die, and to fight is to die.'" Since it's all about death, it's better to do a big vote, and you have to die vigorously." What do you think of that?"

"It's good, it's just a little too long as an epitaph. Spencer nodded, smiled and said, "I've already explained." My epitaph is 'From life to death, he was always like a knight'. ”

Crick raised an eyebrow: "So my epitaph is, 'He lived like a poet, but died like a knight,' what do you think?"

Spencer was silent for a moment, and sighed lightly: "It's a pity! I'll go to the kingdom of the lonely guardian, and you'll go to the kingdom of the song of the ages, otherwise, we'll have a chance to have a drink for such a wonderful epitaph." ”

"Why are you talking about such a bad topic?" shouted a knight next to him, "I didn't plan to die here! I was going to take off the head of the Orc Emperor." Hang it in my living room, and when I'm too old to hold a sword, I'll point at it and brag to my children and grandchildren!"

Creek laughed with the Spencers, and so did the knights around them.

Under the banner of the orc army, Emperor Yunero couldn't help but smile as he watched the human formation.

"Your Majesty, have you thought of anything happy about?" asked the guard curiously.

"Victory is close at hand, of course happy. The Emperor said with a smile. "Look at the enemy army, although there are many people. But the formation was very chaotic. There was a clear disconnect between the front and the central army; although the two wings were elite, there were not enough people; and the chaotic group of the rear army looked like people no matter how they looked. Look at our side again, not only are there more people than them, but the formation is much neater than them. This battle does not need to be fought, and the winner is already clear at a glance. ”

The guards looked at each other. That's true, and I couldn't help but laugh too: "Your Majesty is really wise and powerful!

However, at this time, the sad wind covered in a grass robe spoke: "There is no such thing as a war, how can there be absolutes. If you can judge the victory by looking at the strength and formation of the two sides, then the human race is still stuck in the wizarding era. ”

She was talking about the decisive battle between Lampelus and the wizarding army. At that time, there were more than ten legendary powerhouses in the wizard army, nearly 100 high-level wizards, thousands of middle-level wizards and arcane warriors trained by wizards, and a well-trained and well-equipped army to rely on. On the side of the new magic army, there is only one legendary powerhouse, Lampelous, such as Sad Wind, Ibu Wei and other later famous masters were only high-level mages at that time, the number of troops is much smaller, and the equipment is much worse, although the morale is high, but the level of training is indeed far inferior to the other party.

According to Emperor Yunero, the outcome of that battle should have been a great victory for the wizarding army. But in fact, after a desperate battle between the two sides, it was the new magic army led by Lamperous who had the last laugh.

Although Sad Wind later parted ways with her teacher due to a disagreement with her philosophy, she is always proud of following her teacher and defeating the wizarding era. Hearing the emperor's remarks at this moment, I couldn't help but think of that past, and couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

The emperor's face sank slightly, and he frowned, but he did not refute it, and even stopped the indignant guards with his gaze.

The majesty of the Orc Emperor is completely ineffective for someone like the Great Druid of the Sad Wind. She can say whatever comes to her mind, and unless she plans to turn her face, she can only endure it.

Besides, what if he turned his face? He could feel that the Great Druid of the Sorrowful Wind was also a strong man who had already crossed the gate of immortality, and unless he disobeyed the order of His Majesty the Sky Devouring Dog and unlocked the seal of hidden power, even if he took the Staff of Imprisonment, he might not be able to keep her.

This Grand Druid is not only a top powerhouse in natural sorcery, but also a top figure in the field of magic, but also a powerful ranger who has no weaknesses in both melee and ranged attacks and spells. What's more, even he can't be sure that the "Great Druid of the Sad Wind" standing here is herself, not a doppelganger.

Many of the powerhouses who have crossed the Gate of Immortality like to hide their bodies in a safe place, concentrate on the pursuit of gods, and usually only send clones to operate in the mortal world, perhaps the same is true of Sad Wind......

On the other side, Woods Igor frowned deeply as he looked at the formation of the orc army, which was as stable as a mountain.

He knew that most of the battles he would lose.

But he had to fight!

As the king of the Eagle Kingdom, others can admit defeat and surrender, but he can't.

Let alone...... It's just death, what's there to be afraid of?

He couldn't help but smile at the thought of that His Majesty's promise to himself.

The knights next to him couldn't help but rejoice when they saw that His Majesty the King could smile confidently in the face of such a disadvantage. Although they could see the situation in an unfavorable situation, and although they couldn't think of any way to win, at least their morale had improved somewhat.

In the sky, the air forces of the two sides, which had risen into the air in advance, confronted each other. On the human side are the Giant Eagle, Griffin, and Air Force Knights, and on the Orc side are the Flying Monsters and Air Force Knights.

In terms of numbers, there are not many orc air knights, but the flying monsters have an absolute advantage over giant eagles and griffins. According to the general law, in a battle like this, the human side will probably be able to withstand it at first, but when the knights lose too much, they will not be able to withstand it.

Leon, riding a griffin, didn't pay much attention to the flying monsters and air knights in the dark sky opposite, his eyes were falling on the ground, staring at the man under the Golden Crowned Eagle.

I haven't seen him for decades, and the man is already old. He was only less than ten years older than himself, and now he is still as young as ever, but he has gray temples. The years have left deep traces on his body, washing away the soaring spirit of the past, leaving only the twilight and dreary.

If you just look at the back, it really looks a little like your grandfather......

Leon sighed inwardly, and tightened his grip on the scimitar that had been temporarily set with a magic gem and had a "lighten weight" effect.

This scimitar is a relic of Altaïr, the first assassin of the Orc Empire, and is also his trophy, and he has used it to cut off the heads of more than thirty orc warriors during his previous scout battles, earning him the reputation of "Ryan Slaying the Leopard". So now he is one of the most noble air knights in the Eagle Kingdom, riding a royal griffin whose strength is comparable to that of a high-level magical beast. This griffin is not gray and yellow like ordinary griffins, only the head is white, but the whole body is covered with white feathers, and the feathers on the top of the head are even more golden, as if wearing a crown - hence the name "Royal Griffin".

It was clear that this griffon was not the type that had been trained for a long time, and was reluctant to accept this knight at first. But when it sensed the true aura that Leon had revealed slightly, it immediately became tame and obedient, as if it had been trained for a long time.

No one knows why this is except Leon and the non-talking griffin.

Leon gently touched the feathers on the griffin's back and whispered to it, "When the fight starts, just rush forward, don't get entangled with those worthless guys, you know?"

The griffon nodded, letting out a cheerful call.

As a powerful creature known for its bravery, it loves nothing more than attacking, attacking, and attacking. Especially attack those powerful enemies, knock them down, tear them apart with powerful iron beaks and claws, and cheer victory in the blood.

His own knight not only possesses the intimate and comfortable aura peculiar to the descendants of the eagle, but also possesses outstanding strength and fearless courage, which is really an appetite for it!

Hearing the horse's cheerful cry, Leon couldn't help but laugh as well.

"You guy. He said, "It's just a griffin, but it has the heart of a dragon!"

The clever griffin understood his praise and responded with a triumphant chirp.

At this moment, the orc empire's military flag moved, slowly advancing forward.

That was the order to attack.

In the next instant, the banner of the Eagle Kingdom also moved-for-tat, advancing without showing weakness.

The soldiers on both sides let out a deafening roar and launched a charge towards death or victory.

The murderous aura was so fierce that even the brilliant sunlight was eclipsed by it. (To be continued.) )