Who is Basel Bank?

Before Wesley's question could be spoken, hundreds of meters away, on the other side of the Aeva River, the knights' army was already moving. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I saw dozens of unarmored knights, each with a large bundle of rope around their shoulders and necks, jumping off the river bank one after another, swimming towards the west bank. The ropes were tied to a tree on the east bank at one end, and the knights of the water were loosening the ropes as they crossed the river, needless to say, they were going to use them to build a ropeway across the river.

It was the flood season in late spring, and the water of the Ava River was so turbulent that ordinary people were afraid that they would be swept away by the torrent as soon as they got out of the water, but these knights were not only strong and vigorous, but the water was even more extraordinary, and occasionally they were swallowed up by a wave, and it was not long before they would emerge from their places. The ropes looked heavy when they were wet, but they seemed to be effortless to bear them.

The section of the Ava River flowing through the Gongta grassland is only two or three hundred meters at its narrowest point, and in a few breaths, the knights who crossed the river and set up the bridge have already left the east bank for dozens of meters.

Wesley could clearly sense that the magic apprentices behind him were ready to move. Most of these young men who had been temporarily transferred from the Stena School of Magic and Wizardry were the children of nobles, who had lived a carefree life under the oak grove a few days ago, and now they were suddenly pulled into the battlefield, and they were inevitably nervous in the face of a powerful knightly army. Just like that Femon Empire Youth Reserve Army many years ago.

Wesley made a "steady" gesture and whispered to Crey, "How are the knights so good at water?"

Ke Lei shook her head slightly: "No, it should be specially selected." ”

Ceosey added: "They should have known the terrain before they came up and were ready to cross the river. ”

"That's good......" Wesley nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the surface of the Ava River.

"Lord Earl, don't you want to do it yet?" spoke Kona Dorjee, the head of the Stenner School of Magic, a middle-aged man with a long body and a thin face and a small goatee. Behind Dean Kona, several professors from the Stenner School of Magic and Wizardry looked at Wesley at the same time, looking at him no less nervous than those young men.

Strategically located in the western part of the empire, the province of Stena suffered heavy losses in the Great Patriotic War more than twenty years ago, and almost all the magic professors of the academy fell, and now these faculty members, including Dean Kona, are all young people who have grown up after the war and have no experience of war.

Among the people present, although Ceoses was the strongest and Queen Corey had the highest status, this was the Fremont Empire after all, and the Sterner School of Magic would of course only obey Wesley's dispatch.

If time is enough, Wesley can even transfer all the combat power of all the magic academies and dawn schools in the western part of the empire, although he has no substantive job titles in the empire except for a single earl, but no one will go against the will of this best friend of the king of the north.

"Wait a minute......," Wesley pressed his palm down, "if you want to hit them, you won't get back." ”

Dean Kona nodded silently, signaling everyone behind him to be calm, no one knew that the palm of his own hand holding the magic spear was already soaked with sweat.

Most of the knights who crossed the river had already swam halfway through, and their speed seemed to have slowed down somewhat.

"The march to Basel was too hasty, and it seemed that their physical strength was almost exhausted. Ceoseth's tone was calm, and he was probably the calmest here except for Wesley.

"He certainly didn't expect that someone would be waiting here to surprise them. Wesley said as he stood up and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

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On the east bank of the Ava River, Basel crossed his arms over his chest and watched the procession for a long time. He felt a little strange, the intelligence said that this was the main road of the east and west traffic of the Feimeng Empire, but there was no bridge, and there was not even a boat between the two shores.

Of course, he didn't know that the dock here was bustling a day ago, but someone came here early and dismissed all the people and ships on the dock.

However, Basel didn't really care if there was a ferry, and when the cable was erected, his army would be able to cross the river and head straight to Twilight. Thinking that he could block those dwarven mongrels on the cliff, smashing and smashing them one by one, Basel couldn't help but lick his lips, as if he had tasted blood.

At this moment, behind the hillside on the other side of the river, a dense figure suddenly rushed out.

"Look for death!" Bussel curled the corners of his mouth and smiled contemptuously, but for a moment, his smile froze on his face.

I heard the crackling sound and crackle continuously, the water of the Ava River splashed everywhere, and the knight who had just crossed the river halfway let out a desperate scream, and in a moment, the blood foamed on the surface of the river and churned, and most of the cable tied to the big tree on this side swung diagonally downstream, and it was obvious that the knight who was leading the way had been buried in the torrent.

"Magic! It's magic!" the knights had barely seen what magic was like when they first arrived in Middle-earth, and now they saw the crowd on the other side of the river crackling with long sticks in their hands, and the waves on the river were bursting, and the warriors who crossed the river were about to be wiped out in an instant, and they had already guessed that it was the power of magic.

But no one could figure out how it was possible for so many powerful magicians to suddenly run out on the other side of the river, and even most of them looked very young.

Basel didn't have time to think about this, so he ran back a few steps, and then ran towards the riverbank, and when he stepped on the bank, the golden fighting energy on his body seemed to suddenly burst into flames, and his whole body suddenly jumped into the air and swooped towards the other side of the river.

The Ava River is nearly 300 meters wide, and no one could have imagined that Basel would have to jump over it with brute force. However, when he jumped into the air, the crowd on both sides of the strait was stunned to realize that he seemed to be able to really jump over.

"Oh my God...... He was still wearing full-body chain mail...... "Even the knights who hate Basel in private on weekdays have to admit that the strength of this madman is indeed unfathomable."

Basel jumped in the air and shouted, "Continue to cross the river!"

His order woke up the stunned knights, as well as the crowd on the west bank of the Ava.

As a result, more than a thousand magic guns were aimed at the figure flying in the air, and the sound of gunfire was almost continuous, like the movement of real high-level magic.

Basel was about to fly across the Ava River, thousands of ice beads and projectiles rushed to his face, he waved one arm to protect his face, and then the trend of his body was in vain, planting in the Ava River, smashing a wave.

The sound of the magic gun stopped for a moment, and then sounded again at Wesley's shout of "Keep shooting, don't stop!" More than 1,000 magic guns were concentrated and fired, and the waves on the river where Basel fell into the water were even more amazing than the movement when he fell into the water.

However, a moment later, more than ten meters away from the water, Basel suddenly spun his body and drilled out of the water, shooting towards the shore like a dragon out of the water.

This time, his speed was so fast that before the magic gun could take aim, Basel rushed into the crowd here, and with a flash of the knife, a large body of flesh and blood splattered out with him as the center.

Then, with a thud, a long sword rested on Basel's scimitar.

Taking advantage of the moment of confrontation, the magic apprentices retreated in all directions like a surge.

Basel looked at the frost-like long sword in front of him, and his face suddenly became excited, "Rose Knight?"

Ceoses smiled coldly, and his left hand slammed into his sword-wielding right hand, and the frost sword rushed forward.