Chapter 234: Fighting

January 1353 in the royal calendar

Due to the arrival of winter, the snow blocked all the roads to Citravino, and the "crusade army" of Drakop was nowhere to be seen, and similarly, Ling Xuan's supplies were at the most difficult time, and what was even worse was that the Holy King's body was extremely degraded, and the wounds left in the Holy City finally flare-up.

"The orthodox king ** is really upside down. Magura sighed as she shook the dried bottle.

"Hey-there are many disasters and difficulties, with those rice bucket aristocrats, it is a miracle that they have been able to survive until now. Except for Ling Xuan's General Lambis, who spoke presumptuously, there was no second thought, and there was a silence all around, and several people in the dilapidated tavern stood up one after another and slipped out.

"General Lambis, though...... But please be careful with your words and actions. Ling Xuan glanced around, and had to remind the boss who was holding the wine bottle and talking nonsense.

"What are you afraid of? Those nobles who didn't plant, hmph, if it weren't for the king's face, they would have thrown them into the prairie to feed the wolves. With a wave of his hand, Lambis took another sip, and a huge figure had already appeared outside.

"Va-General Valencir!" Seeing the people who came, except for Lambis, everyone couldn't help but stand up, for General Valencir, who has the name of the king's most brave general.

"Drink, drink!" snatched the bottle from Lambis's hand and threw it on the ground, the crisp sound of breaking hitting everyone's hearts, "The king wants to see you one last time." ”

"What?!" Lambis, who was still drunk just now, jumped up and grabbed Valencil by the collar, "What's the matter with the king?"

Valencil looked away, and faintly saw a glimmer of crystal in his eyes, "The king is dying, he wants to explain the last few words......"

Before he could finish speaking, General Lambis had disappeared into the street market outside.

January 8, 1353 in the royal calendar

The twenty-third king of the kingdom of St. Arufasil, the twenty-third emperor of Dekos, after his death, did not leave an heir to unite the orthodox king**, and the bureaucratic group led by the deputy councillor of Sharah quickly took control of the power of the legion, and the orthodox king** slid to the place of the nobles' private army at an astonishing speed.

"The king is dead, too. Looking at the meadow in the distance, Lambis sighed.

"General......" Ling Xuan opened his mouth and did not say any more.

"Do you know?When Ling Xuan was a thief, he had no goal, every day except robbery was robbery, but Ling Xuan met the king, he was still a prince at that time, wearing snow-white armor to challenge Ling Xuan alone, that was the first time in Ling Xuan's life, and he failed very badly, he always thought that the king would kill Ling Xuan, but he only said one sentence to Ling Xuan: 'Are you willing to be a thief for the rest of your life?', Wang ......" With a slightly choked voice, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, General Lambis actually cried.

The first time I saw General Lambis's sadness, I always thought that this half-old man would never be sad except for giggling and fighting, it turned out that he was also an ordinary person like Ling Xuan.

Strangely suffocated, the two of them stood at the head of the city in a daze, silent.

"Big ...... Adult, no...... Oh no, the noble army killed...... Civilians were killed. The soldier's exclamation cut through the silence.

Ling Xuan and General Lambis changed their faces at the same time, and the eyes of General Lambis, who had a sad face, seemed to erupt with fire, "These losers, these guys killed the king!" Before Ling Xuan could react, the general entered the city and left quickly, Ling Xuan was stunned for a long time, and hurriedly searched for a group of soldiers.

West

In front of a hut were several corpses, including children. Several Lambis soldiers surrounded several people in aristocratic uniforms, looking tense.

Rambis stood in front of the corpse with his head bowed, his face sad, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, trembling slightly, he was trying to control his emotions, and today's General Bis was particularly abnormal. The faces of several noble soldiers still looked quite indifferent, as if they had killed a few dogs.

"Who ordered the killing of civilians?" An unusually heavy voice spat out from the mouth of General Lambis, and a noble soldier said contemptuously, "Civilians are just livestock, and if they dare to disobey the grain requisition, of course they will die." ”

With a sword light, there was suddenly a bloody hole in the throat of the soldier who spoke, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and he fell to the sky.

"Then you're not even a livestock!" said Lambis coldly.

The remaining noble soldiers were shocked for a moment, and they all drew their swords, and almost at the same time, Ling Xuan and the Rambiis soldiers also took out their blades, and the two sides immediately fell into a confrontation. A moment later, reinforcements from both sides arrived, and not long after, when the first sound of swords colliding erupted, the chaotic scene suddenly ensued.

Blood splattered, and a noble soldier fell limply in front of Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan's mind couldn't help but have a blank space, he was originally a companion, but in the blink of an eye, he became an enemy, and his creation was really confusing.

"Be careful, Fap!" A violent shout, before Ling Xuan could figure it out, a huge pain came from his right hand, and a noble soldier sneered and swung his long sword again, slashing straight at Ling Xuan's head. With a soft "whoosh", an arrow feathered out of the noble soldier's forehead, and blood scattered in front of Ling Xuan. Magula came to Ling Xuan's side with a shield, and he didn't know when he appeared, and another arrow was attached to his bow.

"Thanks, speed. Ling Xuan turned his head to the Wind Clan.

He nodded at Ling Xuan and shot again, and another noble soldier fell down with a wail.

Silver-gray armor, with the fluttering silver dragon battle flags appearing around, the two sides of the killing slowly opened the battle distance, divided into two camps. Valencil strode into the center, followed by the faceless nobles.

"Lambis, why is this happening?" Valencil's eyes glistened with pain.

"For the sake of my lord, Ling Xuan doesn't want his country and his people to be ruined at the hands of these losers. Lambis said sharply.

Silent......

After a long time, Valencil looked up to the sky and sighed, and said, "You go, pursue your truth, Ling Xuan, as a noble knight, cannot accompany him, and the next time we meet, we may be on the battlefield." ”

Lambis nodded and waved his hand, and the soldiers of the Rambis army slowly retreated and left the city of Sylvia under the tacit gaze of the Valencil army and the noble army.

The "January Civil Strife in Sylvia" was the biggest blow to the "Orthodox King**", with more than 60 nobles killed and 50 soldiers killed in the Lambis army. The king thus split into two parts, one of which was led by General Lambis and left the city of Sylvia with about a thousand men, and this force came to be known as the "Wandering Corps".

January 26, 1353 in the royal calendar

It had been a few weeks since they left Sivia City, and Ling Xuan had traveled all the way west, almost crossing the entire West Travino Plain, if it weren't for the fact that the plain was full of elk tracks, Ling Xuan thought that none of the more than a thousand people here would be able to see the majestic Hurley Mountain.

"This is Hurley, the holy mountain that blocked the Demon Land!" Lambis touched his nose and sighed loudly, his eyes flashing with reverence.

Stretching for thousands of miles, the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist showed a slight solemn whiteness, and the place where the gods lived in the legend did have a sense of transcendence, and Ling Xuan's heart couldn't help but overflow with this feeling.

Magula looked left and right, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Ling Xuan actually went to such a far place, such a big mountain, and couldn't see it in the Lost Forest. ”

Ling Xuan smiled and turned to Lambis and asked, "General, why did Ling Xuan come to such a remote place, it's a full two months' journey from here to the Holy City!"

"Do you think Ling Xuan wants to take refuge here? Let me tell you a secret, when Ling Xuan was a thief in the past, this was Ling Xuan's camp, he hasn't been back for a long time, and I don't know if that treasure is still there. Lambis's face looked slightly amused.

"Treasure!?" Magula's spirit suddenly perked up, and he rolled up his sleeves, looking anxious, "General Lambis, where is it?" Ling Xuan is going to dig it!"

With a whip of his horse, Lambis pointed to Ramusden, the highest peak in Hurley, "There, in the arms of Ramusden, the son of God, the god of war." The people around took a breath of cool air, and the towering Ramusden was a place where even birds could not fly!

Ramusden is seven thousand meters above sea level, and General Lambis's "treasure" is also located at an altitude of more than five thousand meters. What's even worse is that the mountains on this side of Ling Xuan's side are dangerous, and the inclination is mostly more than sixty degrees, almost lying on the ground and climbing up.

Ling Xuan patted his sore waist and looked up, the bare mountain rocks sandwiched by the bitter wormwood unique to the highlands could barely be seen, and there was a mist in the distance. Magula gasped wildly beside Ling Xuan, and her whole body fell to the ground.

Compared with the soldiers who were lying on their stomachs or lying down, General Lambis was surprisingly in good spirits, standing far away on a mountain rock, with one hand on his waist and the other hand making a distant gesture, protecting his eyebrows. No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like a man who is nearly fifty years old.

"What's the matter? I've only climbed more than five hundred meters, and I'm all lying down?" General Lambis said with a sudden turn.

Ling Xuan said weakly: "General, Ling Xuan are human beings. I've climbed more than 500 meters, can I not get tired?"

"You guys, you can't even compare to Ling Xuan, a half-old man, it's really a shame, you still have the title of warrior!" Lambis touched his nose with a sneering expression.

Magura waved his hand and said, "General Lambis, don't make fun of Ling Xuan, how many ways are there?"

Lambis tilted his head and said loudly, "It's not far away, it's in that place surrounded by clouds and mist!"

"Ahh......h

With the encouragement of General Lambis, after two days of trekking, Ling Xuan finally came to what he called the "Treasure Cave". The cave was not large, and it was not long to come to the depths of the cave along the dim corridor, and there was nothing but a few gray and dull swords in the small hole, a tattered scroll on a nearly decaying wooden frame.

Almost everyone had a feeling of being deceived, and their hateful eyes were all cast on the radiant-looking General Lambis. General Lambis threw himself into the pile of rags like a child, picked up a gray sword in his hand, and said with a light in his eyes: "Do you know? This is the holy sword 'Crusius' of the Holy King of the Holy King of St. Jars, which is made of meteoric iron, and after more than a thousand years, it still retains the style of the year. With a swing of the knife, a deep concave mark suddenly appeared on the stone wall.

Looking at General Lambis wielding all kinds of holy weapons from the "Seven Heroes" period, Ling Xuan was speechless for a while, in a sense, these are treasures, Ling Xuan and Magula glanced at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes, Ling Xuan's future can only be described as gloomy......

A gust of cold wind swept by, and the battle flag suddenly made a loud "whoosh" sound, as if it wanted to soar with the winter wind.

Ling Xuan let out a sigh of relief, watching it condense into a cloud of white mist in front of Ling Xuan, rising one after another. Through this layer of misty mist, Ling Xuan looked into the distance, and the endless wilderness showed a dreamy beauty.

"Fap, you're so idle!" a strange scream, without looking back, he knew that it was Magura. Dressed in a training suit, he sat down heavily next to Ling Xuan.

"What's the matter?What is General Lambis doing again?" Ling Xuan really had a bitter feeling of smiling at Ling Xuan's "beloved" commanders, after removing a pile of "broken copper and iron" from Ramusden, he stayed in the main tent for several days, and I heard that even Alise was also accompanying him to wipe those "ancient artifacts", if Lord Char knew that his daughter was doing this, he would have to jump down.

Magura shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly: "What can you do? In addition to wiping weapons, it is to study the broken scroll, completely crazy, poor little Eliz, with such a grandfather, hey......" Magura sighed, he also looked depressed when he was the best to say, and he actually lost his interest in rapping.

Ling Xuan patted him on the shoulder rather sympathetically, and then said solemnly: "It seems that Ling Xuan, the staff officer, needs to meet with the commander!"

Magula stared at Ling Xuan up and down with a pair of confused eyes, and couldn't help but have a hint of disbelief on her face, and said in a skeptical tone: "You!? It seems that you can only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor, but you had better be mentally prepared, the current General Lambis is not like an old man who is nearly fifty years old!"

Under Magula's watch, Ling Xuan walked quickly towards the camp.

The current Barrackis is located in a semi-circle with its back to Hurley, surrounded by a simple one-metre-high parapet wall made of stones. The general's main tent was built in the center of the circle, made of wooden frames covered with elk skins, and looked strangely shabby, a bit like a barbarian's dwelling.

When the leather curtain was lifted to enter the house, a rancid stench rushed to the nose, and the tent was dim, except for the faint glow of an oil lamp. General Lambis leaned against the oil lamp, scroll in hand, pale but in good spirits, especially the eyes, from which he could see the light shining even in the dim tent. In the corner of the tent, a pair of eyes glittered with childish colors, and little Alize shrank there, holding a huge weapon of her age.

Ling Xuan felt sad for a while, handing over Alize to her crazy grandfather might be the biggest mistake Ling Xuan had made in his life, "Ling Xuan must correct it!" A voice sounded in Ling Xuan's heart, Ling Xuan straightened his clothes and strode in front of General Lambis.

"General, please listen to the voices of your subordinates!" Ling Xuan said loudly.

Lambis raised his head, touched his nose and said, "Say it." ”

"General, Ling Xuan has been here for more than a week, and the hunting troops have already traveled thirty miles away to catch elk, and Ling Xuan's food supply is becoming more and more difficult. General, when are you going to see this scroll!?"

"Fap, there's no need to be so excited, you know, this is an ancient relic, as long as they can figure out the meaning inside, Ling Xuan can get a great help. ”

"General, you didn't understand this scroll thirty years ago, can you understand it now? General, please sober up!"

Lambis blinked, suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "Yes, I haven't understood it for thirty years, Fa P, you can remind Ling Xuan, from today onwards, this scroll will be studied by you." ”

Before Ling Xuan could react, the scroll had already arrived in Ling Xuan's arms, "Staff Officer Fapu, you must study it, otherwise the military law will deal with it!" This is Ling Xuan's order. Lambis said in a deep voice with a serious face.

Ling Xuan's mind was in a mess, and he didn't notice that the general had left the camp with Alize.

"Kid, you still have a long way to go!"

"Then can you tell Ling Xuan, what exactly is Ling Xuan fighting for, is it for those nobles who are not even as good as livestock, or is it for revenge for Lord Char. ”

"No, Ling Xuan's child, hatred makes people lose judgment, and your life is not consumed in vendetta and slaughter. The world has changed, and rebellion is just a minor prologue. Remember, protect yourself and feel the road ahead with your heart. ”

The light and shadow gradually thinned, Ling Xuan seemed to float in the void, and endless layers of darkness pressed towards Ling Xuan......

"Fap, wake up!"

Ling Xuan barely opened his eyes, the tent was dim, only the oil lamp still emitted a little light, Magula pushed Ling Xuan's hand with an anxious expression.

"It's Magula, what are you doing here so late?" Ling Xuan touched his forehead, only to feel dizzy.

Magura's eyes widened, and she lost her voice: "It's late!? It's already three days old!" After speaking, with a "swish", the thick curtain was opened, and a dazzling light suddenly shot in.

Ling Xuan was taken aback, he jumped up as if he had been bitten, and subconsciously looked at the scroll spread out on the table, for a full ten hours, this scroll really had mysterious power.

"General Lambis has given the order!Direction, the border town in the north—Danlu, Ling Xuan is going to have their own city!" Without noticing the surprise in Ling Xuan's eyes, Magura's face was full of excitement, and his throat rang a little.

"Danlu?" Ling Xuan chewed on the word, and seemed to have this impression in his memory, "It can't be the autonomous city of the Travino people, right?" Magula immediately had a look on his face. Ling Xuan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, this General Lambis was simply crazy. The Teh people are notoriously xenophobic, especially the Sitravinos, and Danru is their "capital", and if they want to control it, they don't know how much blood will be shed.

February 12, 1353 in the royal calendar

The army of Rambis began to march towards the northwestern frontier town of Danru, an outskirts of the kingdom with the Travino who were even more formidable than the barbarians. For several days, Ling Xuan avoided General Lambis from a distance, and felt that the more time he spent time with him, his mental condition would slip further into madness......

Black smoke rose in the sky, and the vision was seen five days after departure.

"Fap, you take a group of people to take a look!" Lambis waved his hand, his face showing a rare seriousness.

Ling Xuan hurriedly slapped his horse and crossed the ranks, drew his scimitar and shouted loudly, "Magura, hurry, bring ten people each to follow Ling Xuan!"

The black smoke is a small village of the special people, and as soon as he approaches it, Ma immediately becomes restless, pricking up his ears from time to time, and snorting loudly. Ling Xuan had to dismount, rendezvous with Magula and them, and cautiously walked towards the village.

The village was in shambles, littered with discarded food, and several houses were still burning with a "splitting" sound.

"Magora, take a look around. Ling Xuan turned back to the nervous Magula, he nodded, and summoned a few warriors to disperse into the village.

"Quick, you take a few archers and hold the junction out of the village. With a hint of worry, Ling Xuan gave this instruction, and Su's eyes flashed with surprise, but he still obeyed the order. Looking at several archers sticking arrows into the ground and making a stringing motion, Ling Xuan's heart calmed down a little.

A terrible scream pierced the empty village, Ling Xuan was taken aback, and hurriedly rushed to the place where the sound was made with the rest of the soldiers. In front of a small thatched hut, Magura sat on the ground, her mouth wide open, panting rapidly, her eyes full of fear, staring into the half-hidden door.

Following Magula's eyes, Ling Xuan looked into the room, his body froze in an instant, and almost at the same time, bursts of vomiting sounded all around.

The bloody slaughterhouse, the small room was filled with corpses, there were young and middle-aged people, there were also women and children, the death was so terrifying that even Ling Xuan, these warriors, had never seen it. Ling Xuan's heart couldn't help but sound a voice: "Is this made by people?"

The brutal slaughter, this village of the Teh people was obviously completely gone, and when Ling Xuan cleaned up the corpses, General Lambis's own team also came here.

"Who is that person?" Ling Xuan asked Magula, pointing to the big-headed man rummaging through the pile of corpses.

Magura shook her head and said, "I haven't seen it." ”

The same confusion appeared on Su's face, this person appeared like a ghost, he hadn't even seen it before, Ling Xuan's heart immediately flashed with a hint of alertness, he clenched the scimitar, endured the stench, and slowly approached it.

"Augustus, how's it going?" General Rambis rode his horse and shouted from afar, and the big-headed man immediately raised his head, revealing a pair of amazing huge eyes, with a strange smile on his face, and a sharp voice from his small mouth: "Rambis, this is a big discovery!"

Ling Xuanton felt a chill, there seemed to be other strange guys besides Lambis.

"These special people died in real pain, and a few of them were torn alive by external forces, such a great force, I am afraid that only wild beasts can do it. Rummaging through the corpse, Augustus said slowly, his tone was calm, "There are still these few, even worse......!

Ling Xuan's stomach churned for a while, and he couldn't listen to this guy's argument anymore, so he had to retreat first, and the only people in the field who looked calm were that guy and General Lambis.

Stepping out of the village full of the smell of blood, Ling Xuan vigorously inhaled the fresh air, the sky was still so blue, but under its feet, the world became so crazy. It seemed that from the moment Ling Xuan came out of the Lost Forest, the wheel of fate had already turned in a dim direction.

"Lord Fapu!" A childish voice, Ling Xuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, so far, no one has called Ling Xuan "adult". The voice was a boy who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a loose warrior's uniform with a warrior's sword stretched to the ground.

"Ling Xuan is a trainee soldier De Yani, and from today onwards, he will belong to the 113th Battle Squadron of adults!" the young man said with his chest held up, his voice unusually loud, his face shining with excitement.

"De Yani!?" Ling Xuan chewed on the noble name, and then remembered that a few days ago, a group of exiled warriors had joined the Rambis Army, and that Augustus was probably also in that group. However, the 113th Squadron is composed of all members of the original Huang ** Regiment, which is the elite combat force of the Rambiis Army, when did it become a youth battalion?

Looking at the young man in front of him, Ling Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, the lack of combat power had reached this realm, and General Lambis seemed to be a little bitThe feeling of not choosing food. "Let's be Ling Xuan's guard first!" Ling Xuan said with a sigh. The young man tapped his right chest, raised an extremely standard military salute, and dragged his long sword all the way out of Ling Xuan's sight.

"Fapu, hold a military meeting of cadres above the squadron leader!", Magula's voice sounded from the other corner, Ling Xuan took a deep breath and reflexively walked towards the village......

Although the Rambis Army is still a warrior regiment, its real combat strength is only a thousand people, and there are only a dozen people scattered in the huge conference hall. Lambis also managed to get a table out of nowhere and placed it in the center of the room, on which he himself had already stood.

"General, why did you call Ling Xuan, the stench here Ling Xuan can't stand it!" a captain said in a loud voice, and there was a burst of laughter, and only the Lambis Army allowed the subordinate to speak so freely.

Lambis smiled: "I won't let you faint, okay, first get to know the king's chief of internal affairs, and the kingdom's premier physician, Augustus Kratisevo." The big-headed man swayed in front of Ling Xuan, just nodded his head, and then stopped speaking. A cacophony suddenly sounded below, and General Lambis, although not normal, had never done such a vain and useless thing.

"Augustus, please. Lambis nodded to the man.

Augustus flashed his huge eyes, cleared his throat, and let out an incommensurate sharp scream: "Ling Xuan has bad news for you, within ten miles of Ling Xuan, there is the most terrifying warrior in this continent - the dragoons of Saint Gergenwall!"

If anything worse than seeing a village slaughtered, it was to hear that the dragoons were nearby. When it comes to the combat power of various countries, the Holy Knights of St. Arum Fasil, the Dark Knights of St. Blacknoll, and the Rainbow Knights of St. Al-Fasier are all known as ace combat forces. But once they encountered the Dragon Knights of St. Tegunwall, it was only a crushing defeat.

The mount of the Dragon Knights is not a horse, but a "dragon". The high-level dragon knights have real dragons, while the average dragoons sit on the ground, and this bipedal ground beast is extremely ferocious, and its combat power is comparable to that of a small group of infantry.

The only thing that can be fortunate is that the total strength of the Dragon Knights is only 1,000, of which two captains are stationed in the holy city of Tegunvol, and the rest usually appear on the battlefield as small teams.

"From the wounds of the deceased, there are traces of a flying dragon, that is, there is at least a squadron of dragoons nearby. From the mouth of Augustus revealed the bad news.

The officers present all gasped, and the legend of a brigade of dragoons annihilating the 10,000-strong army of the Semitic tribe came to Ling Xuan's mind in the year 1323 of the Wang calendar. At that time, dozens of villages in the Lost Forest were lost, and until now, the Semitic people who once called the proud Holy Land have not recovered.

"How could the dragoons appear in St. Yaruffasier!?" shouted one of the squadron leaders.

This question also flashed in Ling Xuan's heart, could it be that something amazing had happened after Ling Xuan had left Sylvia?

Augustus cleared his throat and said, "Maybe you don't know, the Orthodox King ** has already established the second prince of St. Al-Fasil, the nephew of the Holy King, Augustin de El as the King of St. Aru-Fasil, and the Rainbow Knights have entered the kingdom's territory ten days ago. At the same time, Drakop had been recognized by St. Blackknorr, and the Dark Knights were stationed from the east. As for the dragoons, Ling Xuan didn't know very well. ”

Like a thunderbolt from the sky, Ling Xuan couldn't come back to his senses for a while, it was originally just a civil strife, how could it suddenly become a continent-wide war! St. Blacknoll, St. Alfasil, St. Gergen Wall...... With so many powerful countries involved in a civil war, what will happen in the next moment?

"Lord Lambis, are Ling Xuan still marching towards Danlu?" Ling Xuan stabilized his mood and said to General Lambis on the stage.

Lambis touched his nose and said, "Why not, send an order to the whole army, prepare for a rapid march, now Ling Xuan needs a base even more, dismiss!"

With worry, Ling Xuan left the conference hall, the sky seemed to be a lot darker, and there was a slight cold current in the air, it seemed that there was another heavy snowfall.

The news quickly spread throughout the entire warrior regiment, and all the troops were unstable, but now that Ling Xuan had no way out, the noble army and the Derakop army both wanted to eliminate Ling Xuan, and General Lambis's idea could only be the only choice now.

After resting for the night in the small village, Ling Xuan and the others set out on the road to Danlu again, fortunately not encountering the dragoons. However, along the way, there were destroyed special villages everywhere, and without exception, the entire village was slaughtered.

Ling Xuan couldn't do anything more than bury the corpses, at this moment, Ling Xuan realized the importance of strength, in this world that had fallen into madness, only strength could protect himself. At that time, Ling Xuan didn't know how much Ling Xuan had to lose in order to gain this power......

"What's that?" A soldier's shout pierced the silence of the entire camp, and the noisy sound woke Ling Xuan up from his sleep, and rushed out of the tent in disheveled clothes, Ling Xuan hurriedly walked to the edge of the camp, only to see dozens of huge black shadows slightly appearing in the thin morning mist, and the dull footsteps came slowly, this huge oppressive force, there is only one explanation - dragoons!

February 23, 1353 in the royal calendar

In a place that was only a day's journey away from Danlu, Ling Xuan encountered the legendary dragoons, and the day's journey suddenly seemed extremely far away.

"I may not be able to fulfill Char-sama's request. Ling Xuan muttered to himself, his eyes couldn't help but drift to Alise who was riding with General Lambis, how much blood did this little girl have to witness to live a happy life?

"At least until Ling Xuan dies, she can't be harmed. Ling Xuan clenched his scimitar and nodded to Magula and Su.

Magula's face was no longer cowardly, and he raised his sword and shouted, "The gods are with Ling Xuan!"

Almost at the same time, the drums of war rang out everywhere.

This was the first time Ling Xuan had seen a dragoon, and he really suspected that the ancestors of these guys were one of the Seven Heroes! Dressed in dirty leather armor, clad in the same dirt, holding an amazing spear in his hand, his eyes glowed with a wild light, even the barbarians looked much more civilized than them.

Their mounts were more ferocious in comparison, with earth dragons almost two meters tall, huge mouths full of sharp canine teeth, a pair of strong hind legs supporting a large body, and slightly smaller forelimbs with razor-like claws.

Under the deterrence of the earth dragon, the war horses were either paralyzed in fright, or jumped in all directions, and the combat strength of the cavalry team was all lost before the battle, and Ling Xuan had to send infantry to fight against the opponent's "cavalry".

"Spear throwers!" shouted General Lambis, the bow and arrow were too powerful against the dragoons, and the spear throwers might be the best choice.

There was a strange tension in the air, and there was only a fragile wooden fence between the more than a thousand Rambisian soldiers and dozens of dragoons, an encounter that no one expected, not even the dragoons would have expected to encounter a single force here.

Ling Xuan calmed his mood and used a sweat towel to tie his sweaty hands with the scimitar, and there was the sound of rapid breathing all around, and many people's faces were covered with beads of sweat.

The dragoons exchanged glances with each other, and immediately after, their dragon spears stood up, their reddened eyes fixed on Ling Xuan.

A terrifying howl of "Kill ——!!" pierced the dead silence, and the earth shook suddenly, and the dragoons rushed towards it with incredible speed.

Almost at the same time, a long throwing spear was hidden in mid-air.

"Fighting with dragoons, defeat is not a shame" is a famous quote from the battlefield.

After the dragoons passed through the rain of spears without hindrance, the troops of the first line immediately sank into the sea of blood, and before they even had time to blink, a squadron of soldiers disappeared forever.

Following the enemy's onslaught, the central forces retreated sharply and dispersed to the flanks, and when the dragoons rushed to the huge shields, they were surprised to find that they were surrounded by the enemy. Standing behind the shield was the proud Divine Arrow Team of the Lambis Army, and the commander was Ling Xuan.

Looking at the slightly sluggish dragoons, Ling Xuan waved his sword high: "Target, eye!" As the knife fell, the sharpshooters composed of the best marksmen on the continent, the Wind Clan, immediately drew a graceful arc in mid-air, and a sorrowful cry suddenly resounded in the dragoons.

"Even the strongest thing has its weak points. This was what General Lambis said before the battle, and the mighty dragoons fell victim to it.

The bloodless Earth Dragon's fighting state was tyrannical, and the animal's instinct caused it to attack everything nearby, and the powerful impact of the Dragoons was disintegrated in this chaos, and the spears of the spear-throwing warriors who were scattered at this time suddenly produced a large amount of blood.

The dragoons, who were invincible on the mainland, were hit hard in Travino, and after wasting almost half a squadron, the remnants of the army had to accept a painful defeat. When the last dragoon left Ling Xuan's sight, Ling Xuan had a fleeting feeling, his own side only lost more than one squadron to annihilate nearly twenty dragoons, which was also unique in the entire history of continental warfare. General Lambis opened Ling Xuan's eyes again, one of the "Kingdom Wings", but under his crazy behavior, he had an excellent war mind.

February 23, 1353 in the royal calendar

The first battle with the dragoons was victorious, and after a moment of joy, Ling Xuan's hearts were clouded, the situation of the kingdom had reached this point, and the largest sacred country on the continent had now become a place where other countries were wreaking havoc.

"Alright, continue to advance towards Danlu and strive to be stationed there tomorrow!" General Lambis shouted loudly, Ling Xuan suddenly remembered that Ling Xuan had to face the Citravino berserkers who were not inferior to the dragoons, and he couldn't help but groan secretly in his heart, why were Ling Xuan's opponents all such supreme soldiers?

Danru is the largest city in the Plains of Travino, located in the territory of the Silver Dragon Knight near the northern holy state of El-Fasir, and is the only autonomous city in the kingdom. The Danlu Protector is made up entirely of Travinos, the most feared of which are the Berserkers.

"Berserker!" Ling Xuan let out a sigh, the one that was already Nekoston under Drakop flashed in Ling Xuan's mind, and they were synonymous with rage, ferocity, and near-immortality, so much so that some historians suspected that they and the dragoons were the remnants of the ancient "Demon Race".

Ling Xuan shook his head and drove away these messy thoughts, "I'm about to fight the berserkers, what do you want to do with this?" Ling Xuan laughed at himself, looking up, the black Danlu City had already shown its huge figure, and there were countless flags fluttering in front of it, it seemed that the people of Travino had been waiting there for a long time.

"Stop advancing!" General Lambis waved his hand, a rare solemn look on his face, and following his gaze, Ling Xuan saw a black dot hovering in the sky. Ling Xuan's eyes were notoriously good, even if they were more than two miles away, Ling Xuan could see what it was. "Wyvern!?" Ling Xuan and Magula shouted almost at the same time.

Underneath the flying dragon were about two hundred dragoons, but unlike the troops that fought with Ling Xuan, all the cavalry wore pale green scale armor, and even the earth dragon was wearing the same color of riding armor. Ling Xuan's body couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, the pressure from this group of dragoons was far greater than the previous day, especially the appearance of the flying dragon, which made the combat power even more one-sided.

The only consolation was that the Travino didn't seem to be on the same side as the dragoons. Looking at the special troops holding black flags in the past, they were in a state of confrontation with the dragoons, the number was about five hundred, and all the giant axe warriors were full of fierce atmosphere.

"Fap!" shouted, and at some point, General Lambis rode his horse to Ling Xuan's side, Ling Xuan bowed and said, "General, are you going to fight?"

"Fighting?" Lambis touched his nose, a smile flashing in his eyes, "With the dragoons?" Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment, and said without thinking: "Of course it is with the dragoons, Ling Xuan has already killed so many of them, they will definitely not let Ling Xuan go! It is better to annihilate them in one fell swoop with the Travino people now, and you can also get the gratitude of the Travino people." ”

A generous smile of an elder appeared on Lan Bisi's face, and Ling Xuan's heart suddenly sank. Although General Lambis was a little crazy, Ling Xuan admired Ling Xuan's grasp of the battlefield from the bottom of his heart, and his face showed such a smile of "really a young man", which meant that Ling Xuan's point of view was a bit problematic.

"Don't get caught up in the war with berserkers and dragoons! Lambis looked at the two sides who were gradually closing the distance, and spat out such a sentence.

After being silent for a long time, Lambis said again: "Prepare to defend, no matter which side wins, the remnants of the battle power Ling Xuan may not be able to deal with it." ”

Ling Xuan couldn't help but raise his head and said to Lambis, "General, since the Travino people are so terrifying, why do Ling Xuan still attack Danlu?"

"Because Ling Xuan has a magic weapon to win!" Lambis smiled and galloped back to his home.

"Strange general. Ling Xuan said to himself, turned his head and said to Magula, who was standing on the side: "Execute the general's order, prepare to reject the horse, notify the speed, and the Divine Arrow Team will enter the battle preparation!"

Magura nodded, took out the command flag from her arms, and a murderous aura suddenly permeated the entire Rambis army. Ling Xuan stared at the enemy in the distance, the two strongest soldiers on the continent were about to start killing in front of Ling Xuan, "Don't intervene." Ling Xuan said in a low voice, let others have this kind of understanding, the other party's strength is not ordinary, "Let Ling Xuan's eyes know it." ”

February 24, 1353 in the royal calendar

The "Battle of the Dragons" is gradually begining......