Chapter 249: It's Over!!

Ling Xuan turned his head and looked at the prisoner camp, through the simple fence, the prisoners piled up tables and chairs, forming a temporary fortress, and dozens of former guards were held behind as human shields. "Archers aren't of much use. Ling Xuan sighed, Ling Xuan couldn't do anything that didn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, but this would inevitably cause a stalemate and would not help solve the problem.

"Hey, what conditions do you have?" Walking out of the battle formation formed by the shield holders, under the countless surprised gazes, Ling Xuan shouted loudly, exposing his whole body to the possible range of the bow and arrow.

The captives inside looked at each other left and right, with a blank look on their faces, and it took a long time for someone to come out: "Let Ling Xuan be free, Ling Xuan doesn't want to stay in this damn place anymore!"

"What can you do when you're free, continue to be a thief, or continue to be a soldier of the noble army, and go to war with Ling Xuan again?" Ling Xuan replied with a smile.

There was silence.

The people in the camp were silent.

"That's it, I've been locked up for a long time, in order to show Ling Xuan's apology, Ling Xuan can let you go. However, Ling Xuan didn't want to see you again on the battlefield in the future, and next time, Ling Xuan would not hesitate to execute you. There is one more thing, now the Wandering Corps lacks excellent soldiers, if you don't dislike it, Ling Xuan welcomes you to join, this is Ling Xuan, the Commander of the Wandering Corps Fapu's invitation. ”

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers who had been arrayed outside receded like a tide, leaving a huge gap.

After hesitating for a moment, the filthy captives came out one after another, their faces painted with the word "alert", and the weapons in their hands did not relax in the slightest, mixed with the guards who were being held hostage. When this tattered stream of people walked past Ling Xuan, one of them walked out of the crowd, it was a young man, showing a bright smile: "Are you Lord Fapu?"

Ling Xuan glanced at him and nodded.

The smile was even brighter: "Lord Portalio wants Ling Xuan to greet you." The dagger stabbed silently, and when Ling Xuan was alert, the sharp pain had already spread from his abdomen, and the assassin drew his knife and wanted to stab Ling Xuan a second time in the heart.

The sword light and the small figure were already in front of Ling Xuan, and the assassin shook and fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his throat, staining the ground beneath him.

Two other assassins flashed out of the captive crowd, using the means of assassination regardless of life and death, holding daggers in their hands and pounced, after Garan's sword sank into the chest of one of them, it was caught by the man, and the cold energy of the other dagger rushed straight in front of Ling Xuan.

"Damn!" With a loud roar, Rheatus rushed over wrapped in the wind, and the huge battle axe swept through a dazzling light, slashing into the waist of the assassin who rushed straight in front of Ling Xuan, the upper body of the assassin with the axe fell to the ground, and the lower body that was still standing sprayed blood from the fracture like a spring, at this time, Garan withdrew his sword, and the remaining assassin shook and fell straight to the sky.

In an instant like lightning and thunder, three assassin corpses lay down around Ling Xuan, and Ling Xuan was unfortunately stabbed.

"Damn the captive!" Rhettus roared with his tomahawk aloft before the soldiers around him reacted, swinging their blades to kill the dazed captives.

"Stop!" Covering his wounds, Ling Xuan shouted with all his strength to stop the possible massacre: "Let them go, this is what Ling Xuan promised, no matter what, you can't go back." ”

"Fap, are you crazy, there may be assassins inside!" Magura rushed in front of Ling Xuan.

"Ling Xuan wants to be trustworthy. Looking at him, Ling Xuan only spit out such a sentence, and Magula, who was speechless for a while, waved his hand helplessly, and the soldiers who rushed up slowly retreated, leaving a way out for the captives.

"Plop" A captive knelt on the ground, tears hung down from his face, and his whole body prostrate in front of Ling Xuan, the second, the third...... In front of Ling Xuan, the black pressure was full of prisoners: "The grace of not killing should be repaid forever!" spat out such a loud voice from their mouths, echoing in front of the prisoner camp for a long time.

A total of 1,345 captives, excluding the wounded and those who returned home, there are still 800 left, unified in Ling Xuan's direct escort regiment, led by the former thief Cheravizo, this force has left a resounding name in later generations "Eight Hundred Warriors of Fapu", but now, there is probably not a single person who can understand Ling Xuan's bold and reckless move......

"There are spies and assassins everywhere in Landinovia!" the old man sighed as he sat in front of Ling Xuan's bed with his beloved teacup in his hand.

Ling Xuan smiled bitterly and had to say, "Strategist, now is not the time to disturb Ling Xuan's patient. ”

To be honest, I really couldn't figure out what this old man was thinking, every day he either threw himself into the chamber that was rumored to be a "place where madmen and idiots mingled", or sat in front of Ling Xuan and sighed this and that, without any dedication that a high-paid person should have. If he hadn't performed well in several battles, I'm afraid he would have been drowned out by the voices calling for him to step down.

"Gee, I'm sorry to disturb your private time. As he spoke, his eyes drifted straight to Garland, who was standing on the side, and his face showed such a look of understanding.

"Ling Xuan didn't mean that!" was so frightened that he hurriedly explained, this old fox is not easy to mess with, and it will be full of scandals in the barracks tomorrow.

"Huh, really?"

"Strategist, now is not the time to talk about this!"

"Okay, let's get down to business. De Cos turned to a solemn expression, showing the occurrence of an unusual incident: "The identities of those three assassins have been ascertained, they are soldiers of the Northern Death Row Regiment, this identity is not very surprising, after all, this rebellion of the noble army has the infiltration of El Fasir, it is surprising how they can mobilize so accurately to assassinate you." ”

"That's what you just said?"

"Yes, the current Landinovia is no different from a woman who has stripped naked. De Cos touched his beard and said uncivilized words in a very elegant tone: "It's not good to go on like this, and it's too shameless to let spies from various countries make real achievements here." ”

Looking at Decos who was blinking, Ling Xuan hesitated, "You don't want to ......"

"Set up Ling Xuan's own spy organization and secret agent organization, the so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and winning all battles. The fox's tail was cocked high.

"At the end of the day, you just want your own team......"

"You can see it. ”

......

"Hey, you guys control it properly, and you, the wound hasn't completely healed yet, even if you're a lizard, don't be too complacent. Doctor Minavia's voice ended the conversation between Ling Xuan and the merchants, and the two of them unconsciously let out a hey smirk at the beautiful doctor, and after Grandpa Decos dropped the words "This Ling Xuan will do it, don't worry about the patient", he disappeared without a trace like a whirlwind, leaving Ling Xuan alone under the doctor's murderous gaze.

"Ling Xuan doesn't want to be charged with being a quacker, so you'd better be honest!" Pulling off the bandages on Ling Xuan's body, Minavia said to Ling Xuan almost threateningly.

Ling Xuan cracked his mouth, forcibly enduring the great pain from the wound, this woman is simply sadistic, Ling Xuan, who has the blood of the Holy Dragon, is still not well, most of it is due to her blessing that she does not pay attention to her hands and feet: "Doctor, maybe there is something wrong with the medicine you take, why are you ...... now?"

Poor Ling Xuan had to lie on the bed for a few more days, while Garan, who had been standing, did not move at all in the face of Minavia's direct violence......

In the few days that Ling Xuan was lying in bed, he set up the Landinovia spy organization at a very human speed, known as the "Special Security Division", and networked the Landinovians who had worked in the spy industry before, including Leodor Paplov, who even Ling Xuan wanted to recruit as his command, the spy who gave Ling Xuan the honor to know Russo's big brother.

At the same time, in the name of Ling Xuan, he used a huge fortune of about 10,000 gold coins to buy off enemy spies captured by secret agents, and spread the news from their mouths, whether true or false, in addition to the spies who were sent as merchants, vagabonds, and so on.

It is no wonder that much later, when talking about the generals in the Wandering Corps, almost everyone will sigh: "Even the bravery of Radius cannot defeat a cell in Decos's dirty brain." ”

And just like that, the calendar turned to the third week of November: the real ** of the "Winter Moon at the beginning of chaos" began......

All the information after the chaos in the captive camp points to a bad fact, that is, El Fasier is weaving a siege net against Landinovia. Spies working in El Fasil have reported that there are secret envoys who frequently travel between El Fasir and the great power of Sarden El in the east, and on the side of Whiton Noor, the El-Fasil people also seem to have invested a lot of money and manpower to encourage Whiton Noll to go to war against Ling Xuan, all of which shine with the name of one man - Potalio de Farrar. This aristocratic son, who was dragged back to the Holy Capital to "recuperate", was pouring out his hatred for Ling Xuan little by little.

"If this continues, it won't be long before Ling Xuan can see all kinds of national flags fluttering on the land of Landinovia. Rummaging through the piles of information in his hand, Ling Xuan frowned.

"Yes, no matter how hard Sevia's tortoise shell is, if it is stabbed by three sharp swords, there will be traces of cracks, and when the time comes, Landinovia, which is weak in the back, will be a delicacy in other people's mouths. De Cos sighed as the officers next to him changed color.

"This Sadden El is ......" Pointing to one of the unfamiliar terms, Ling Xuan raised his head and asked, to be honest, even now, Ling Xuan still can't remember the name of the country on the mainland, only knowing that these countries with "Er" on their tails are all countries founded by the Seven Heroes.

"One of the Seven Heroes, the country founded by Shadow King Sarden, is best known for his assassination unit, the Shadow Knights. Melchior immediately relieved Ling Xuan's embarrassment, but reported another unfamiliar term.

"Shadow Knights?" sounds a little eerie.

"Yes, the Northern Death Row Assassins who stabbed you are as powerless as babies in front of them. Decos showed the expression of such a mentally retarded commander and answered Ling Xuan's question.

"Sounds like a lot of trouble. ”

"yes, if they get involved, your head might be gone tonight!"

"Lord Fapu!" the voice and the smell of blood quickly swept in front of Ling Xuan, breaking the course of the meeting.

Looking up and seeing a bloodstained soldier, kneeling at the door and panting, Ling Xuan's nerves tensed up suddenly, and the riot in the prisoner camp was far from being forgotten from Ling Xuan's mind: "What happened?"

"Big-sir, yes-something happened in the council chamber!"

"What!" Far faster than Ling Xuan, Decos took three steps and two steps in front of the soldier: "Say it again!"

"Yes—it's the council chamber!"

"Ling Xuan's baby!" screamed, and Decos quickly disappeared from Ling Xuan's sight.

After calming down the violent heartbeat that had been startled slightly, Ling Xuan flew out, and the officers beside him hurriedly followed.

A large crowd was crowded outside the council chamber, and on the steps was a row of gray-and-white armored garrison soldiers, holding spears to stop the crowd from rushing into the chamber.

"Your Excellency is here!" I don't know who shouted, and the crowd suddenly gave way to a passage.

Rusu walked out with a serious face, nodded to Ling Xuan and said no more, behind him was a long column of soldiers carrying stretchers.

Lifting one of them, a strong fishy smell came to the nostrils, and on the stretcher was the corpse of a guard, whose throat had been slit, and his empty eyes stared blankly at the sky.

"It's cruel. Arni looked frightened and turned her head away.

Ling Xuan moved his body slightly, blocking his line of sight, and then looked at Lu Su.

"The twenty soldiers who escorted him were gone, seven scholars were killed, and the enemy left no corpses. Quickly stating the current situation, Russell waved his hand and left with the soldiers carrying the stretchers.

Ling Xuan was stunned and hurriedly rushed into the conference hall.

A sea of blood, white paper covered with cherry blossom-like red stains, De Cos looked through the scattered manuscripts with a dejected face, and muttered to himself, "It's over, it's all over—"

"Strategist, what's going on?"

"All the manuscripts of the muskets were stolen, and Ling Xuan's advantage was over. Bowing his head, Decos looked like he wanted to hang himself.

"My lord!" a soldier handed over half of the sword, the style was very strange, it was the kind of narrow bayone, but the two edges were so sharp that I was afraid that if I lost a hair, it would be cut off: "This is the only thing left by the enemy, in the body of a guard......"

"Huh, let Ling Xuan take a look. Scharke took the broken sword and looked at it carefully in the light, the look on his face became worse and worse: "It's the favorite bayonet sword of the Shadow Knights of Sardon Air, you can't be wrong, there are some fine bloodletting grooves on the sword that only the Sardon El people can create." ”

"Not really. Hearing this, De Cos, who rushed over, took the broken sword, and after just looking at it, he raised his head and said to Ling Xuan, "Tonight, add more dragon lance warrior guards outside your room." ”

"Immediately notify all units, conduct a comprehensive search of the entire territory of Landinovia, arrest suspicious people on the spot, and kill them if they encounter resistance!" Melchior hurried out of the hall and announced in a loud voice the first martial law order after the Wandering Corps entered Landinovia, and after a burst of sound outside the hall, a dense sound of running sounded.

Ling Xuan, who was in the center of the chaos, was at a loss: "Who can tell Ling Xuan, what happened?"

"The Assassins are coming, and they are the most dangerous kind. ”

Standing in the hall, Ling Xuan muttered to himself, "Why are all the characters you meet so difficult to deal with? The gods also care about Ling Xuan too much, right?" For Ling Xuan's question, there was no answer, with a solemn look, the officers of the Wandering Corps quickly left the hall, one by one orders came out of their mouths, and in the midst of the echo of the echoes, Landinovia was ready to meet the assassins......

On the night of the early winter moon, the air was filled with a biting cold snap, Ling Xuan sat in the hut, and Ling Xuan was accompanied by only a dim oil lamp except for Garan.

"Let Ling Xuan be the bait, and it's up to Decos to think of it. With a lament, Ling Xuan put down the book in his hand. Now Ling Xuan can't emulate his predecessors, and before danger comes, he can still pretend to be indifferent. But then again, this place is a full three miles away from the city of Landinovia, and in addition to the darkness of the night, there is also the howl of the night wolf, which would have been frightened by others. Throwing the commander in such a place as bait is too obvious to be contrived, and I really doubt that those legendary first-class assassins will come.

"The hosts. Garland, who had been sitting silently, suddenly straightened up, one hand already pressing the short sword at his waist.

"Coming?" Ling Xuan glanced at Garland, and drew the answer from her eyes, isn't it true, those Sadden El people have a problem with their brains, they jump into it knowing that it is a trap, are they crazy or Ling Xuan is crazy?

"Bang!" The sound of wooden planks shattering came from the roof, countless fragments fell, and two rounds of bright moon jumped into view, and in this somewhat picturesque background, a black shadow pounced down, and the sword light of Sen Han shone under the bright moon.

Garland jumped up and crossed with the black shadow in mid-air, after the sound of the light blade clashing, a trace of blood spilled down, and the black shadow fell in front of Ling Xuan after a moment, struggling without a sound, only then did Ling Xuan see clearly the attacker's outfit, black night clothes, and a sword scabbard diagonally stuck in his back.

In a flash, another assassin jumped in from the breach and pounced on Ling Xuan with strength, Ling Xuan hurriedly raised his knife to block the sword that split his head, and the assassin shook his wrist and stabbed diagonally along Ling Xuan's blade, straight at Ling Xuan's throat. There was no calmer state of mind than now, there was no time to think about it, he turned the blade lightly, and slammed forward, the tip of the knife sank into the opponent's throat first, the assassin trembled, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, his hands naturally covered the wound, blood gushed out from there, flowing through Ling Xuan's knife, and also flowing through his hand.

Pulling back the scimitar and pushing down the corpse of the assassin who was still shaking, Ling Xuan saw that the sword in Garan was pulled out of the body of an assassin, and in the blink of an eye, there were already five assassins lying in wait.

"This is the Shadow Knights of Sarden-El?" glanced at the corpses in the room, there was no way to make people feel threatened at all, although it couldn't be said to be rubbish, but even the cold hair didn't hurt Ling Xuan and Garland, and the other party fell five, how could it make Ling Xuan unable to raise the feeling of the opponent.

The cold winter wind blew in from the breach, and there was a strange silence outside, at this time Ling Xuan felt a little abnormal, although the battle that took place in the house was not earth-shattering, it was impossible that it did not stir up a little wave, and shouldn't there be dozens of soldiers in ambush outside?

The longing black shadow came out of the darkness, and from the blood-dripping swords in their hands, they knew that all the soldiers in ambush were killed, Ling Xuan still underestimated the strength of the Shadow Knights' mobilization, and they didn't expect that the other party would be so many people, and the corresponding strategies originally prepared for small-scale assassinations were all useless.

"Looks like grandpa's plan has gone bankrupt. Turning his head and smiling at Jia Lan, Ling Xuan took out the colorful cigarette used for the alarm from his arms and threw it into the air: "Before the reinforcements arrive, Ling Xuan must save his life." ”

With a steady pace, the Assassins approached step by step, and the cold wind blew, crumbling their clothes and spreading the breath of death. There are a total of thirty-four people, even with Garan's ability, they can't deal with it, after sighing lightly, Ling Xuan walked up to Garan and faced the assassin side by side with her: "Garan, this time, Ling Xuan will fight together." ”

Garan looked at Ling Xuan silently, drew another short sword from his waist, and spread his hands lightly, making a decisive stance. Ling Xuan took a deep breath and raised his scimitar diagonally, the blade of which covered half of Ling Xuan's face.

"Shoot arrows!" shouted quickly, countless torches suddenly brightened out of the darkness, the arrows pierced the sky, and after a series of silver-white arcs of light appeared, they sank into the assassin pile, and with a short scream, several black shadows fell softly, and dozens of arrows clearly stood on their backs, and the entire back was like a thorn.

The assassin did not panic, and after shouting, he immediately split into two groups, one group of suitable pounces on the archers, and the other group of arrows that completely ignored the flying arrows and rushed straight towards Ling Xuan.

Garan shook his body and took the lead to meet it, the double swords in his hands shook into a dazzling ball of light, and when he swept into the pile of assassins, the edge of the light cluster was immediately covered with a faint blood mist, and the other party didn't even have time to scream, he fell to the ground, and the flowing blood filled with a fishy smell.

"Kill!" was the last scream Ling Xuan heard, and an assassin jumped over Garan and slammed into Ling Xuan, before Ling Xuan could react, Aomori's light pierced him, and with a spear piercing into his chest, the assassin flew upside down, bouncing a few times on the ground, and then fell silent.

The appearance of the dragon lance warrior at the last moment ended the short assassination, a total of forty-five people of the Shadow Knights died, and thirty of Ling Xuanfang's ambush soldiers were killed, and this battle that could be regarded as the smallest scale was drawn to an end. The corpses scattered by the assassins were all visible, and they did not surrender, and they did not even give Ling Xuan a chance to capture them alive.

Tearing off the face towel of an assassin, a young face, childishness has not yet subsided, it looks like Biyani is not a few years older, his eyes are not closed, maybe he still has something, this is the person who is going to assassinate Ling Xuan, sighed, Ling Xuan covered his eyes, stood up and said, "Bury these people too." ”

Nodding quickly and waving his hand, the soldiers of the archery team hurriedly ran over to clean up the mess.

"De Cos's arrangement, right?" Ling Xuan looked around, it could be said that the elite soldiers of the Wandering Corps were all here, and De Cos had taken great pains to deal with the assassins.

"Yes. ”

"Where did you come from, couldn't it have appeared so soon after Ling Xuan sent out the distress signal?"

"The cloister, before the third watch. ”

"Oh-" sighed, basically understood Decos's arrangement, used Ling Xuan as a bait, set up a basic ambush, it is estimated that in the direction of Landinovia, it is Rhettus's troops to make another bait, so that the assassins can hallucinate the time when another group of reinforcements will come, while taking advantage of the time difference between the other party, the real ambush soldiers have already sneaked over from the corridor, a place that the assassins don't pay attention to, wandering old fox.

Patting Su on the shoulder, Ling Xuan didn't want to say anything more: "Ling Xuan, go back, the assassin's matter should come to an end, before the spring of next year, Ling Xuan can rest for a while." ”

In fact, three days later, on November 25, 1353 in the royal calendar, Wyton Norr officially went to war against Ling Xuan, and the full text is excerpted below: "...... The rebels of the Wandering Legion, who have stolen the land of Landinovia and defrauded our fortress, hereby by decree of His Highness the Holy King Porta Wyton, issue a crusade against thieves......"

The "Early Winter Moon of Chaos" ended in **, bringing blood and fire into the last month of 1353, continuing the early winter moon, which is known as the "Wax Moon of Weeping Blood", and the Wandering Corps and the Wyton Noor's Army are about to add enough depictions to this month......

Ling Xuan sat on a small hill, looking in the direction of Yarufasir, although it was only separated from it by a Djegunwal, Ling Xuan felt that the distance from it was getting farther and farther away, and everything now was like a strange circle. If you want to recover Yarufasir, you have to secure your territory in the north, and if you want to secure your territory, you have to fight this damn war with Whiton Noor, and if it continues, it will probably be a war with El-Fasir.

"Maybe after eliminating Wyton Noor and Elfarsir, Ling Xuan will be able to step into the land of Yarufasir. Ling Xuan sighed slightly, he didn't know how much blood he needed to pave the way to recovery.

"It can't be like this, Lord Char and General Lambis are looking at Ling Xuan. Ling Xuan raised his head and looked up at the sky, there were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, the sun was softly emitting golden light, everything was so peaceful.

"Garan, can you come out? Feeling this tranquility, Ling Xuan suddenly had this strange thought.

With a familiar aura, Garland silently appeared behind Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan turned his head, the sun was shining directly, and Ling Xuan couldn't help but squint his eyes, it took a long time to see Garland's appearance clearly, compared to a few days ago, her cheeks were obviously shaved down, and her face became even paler, in order to guard against the possible Sadden El assassin, she had been guarding Ling Xuan: "You have lost weight, you have really worked hard these days." ”

"Master, this is what Garan should do. Garan bowed his head and replied softly.

Ling Xuan shook his head and sighed slightly, "Jialan, when can you call Ling Xuan without being a master?"

Garan's head hung lower: "Garan has been your servant all his life. ”

You can only be Ling Xuan's servant who gently guards Ling Xuan, but Ling Xuan doesn't want that, if possible, Ling Xuan wants to live happily with you, Ling Xuan thought silently in his heart, but in the end he still didn't say it.

Quiet, only the cold insects of winter were still singing, many times, Ling Xuan and Jia Lan were like this, there was an invisible wall between Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan, and a trace of coolness crossed Ling Xuan's heart.

"My lord!" Yani's shout came up from the bottom of the hill, Ling Xuan turned his head, only to see him panting towards Ling Xuan: "The scouts on the front line, the news has been sent that the Wyton Nore Army has suddenly moved. ”

Ling Xuan jumped up, and a slight sound of wind sounded behind him at the same time, and Garan disappeared, and after a slight loss, Ling Xuan immediately said, "Inform all the officers to convene an emergency military council." ”

Ling Xuan was a person who had nothing to do but war, Ling Xuan secretly laughed to himself, and strode towards the city of Landinovia in the distance......

The officers who rushed to the Central Conference Hall far faster than Ling Xuan could not hide their surprise, what time is it now? In winter, are the Wyton Noors crazy? There is no precedent for the soldiers to choose bad weather to start a war.

Ling Xuan nodded, glanced at everyone present, and said, "Very good, according to the news of the scouts, the enemy army is 8,000 people of the Third Army of Whitunnor, and it is estimated that they will enter the corridor in four days, what is the opinion of the military advisor?"

Everyone looked at De Cos, he stroked his beard, and said, "Wyton Noor's war at this time is not good for Ling Xuan. Compared with the northerners, the Wandering Corps, which is mostly southerners, has no combat effectiveness in winter. ”

"Who said that, Ling Xuan, Travino people are not afraid of winter!" Rhettus's voice shook the sky.

"Yes, but Ling Xuan is very afraid of the cold, in case Ling Xuan can't support it, how many berserkers can fight. Tatum snorted.

"Ling Xuan, the Travino people are one top ten!"

"What about the seven thousand?"

"Ling Xuan's ......"

"Quiet!" quickly stopped the two talking back, and Ling Xuan motioned for Decos to continue.

Decaux took a slow sip of water and said, "The general plan is: Ling Xuan will rely on Sevia first, the people of Yaxiu and Teas should withstand the attack of the Wyton Noor, and the main force of Ling Xuan will be placed at the entrance of the cloister, ready to assault at any time, so that at least Ling Xuan will have fewer deaths." ”

Ling Xuan nodded: "Okay, let's act according to the strategy of the military advisor first, if it doesn't work, Ling Xuan should also make the corridor area a place for Wyton Noel to cry." ”

"Yes. The officers saluted in unison.

"This is Ling Xuanjun's test, I hope everyone takes care, Ling Xuan hopes to drink the wine of victory with everyone present. ”

On December 3, 1353 in the royal calendar, Ling Xuanjun and Whitunnorr officially started the war, known as the "Battle of the Cloister in December": "The Wax Moon of Weeping Blood" jumped on the stage happily......

The weather in December is extremely cold in the north, and even more so in the Cloisters, where the cold winds of the Northland blow and sweep the cold into the warriors' bodies.

Retis tightened his coat, and his blue face was full of cursed weather: "This ghost weather! When will Ling Xuan be active! Where's the damn scout!"

Ling Xuan frowned and looked straight at the other end of the corridor, the abrupt rocks had long obscured all sight, as early as three days ago, the Wyton Noor Army had already entered the corridor area, according to the scout's description: "The gray surface of the corridor turned white overnight. ”

As expected, the first target of the Wyton Nore Army was on the current fortress of Sevia, and from the news that came from Seville yesterday, the Third Army also engaged in a relatively large-scale siege battle: "The corpses of the Wyton Nore Army almost overflowed the walls of Seville. While lamenting the stupidity of the Wyton Noors, since this morning, there has been no news from the scouts, and now there have been six waves of scouts, but the empty corridor is the only discovery in Ling Xuan's three hours.

"Inform the crowd. Ling Xuan sighed, it seemed that it was necessary to let out Ling Xuan's "eyes", and the ordinary scouts had no choice: "Yanni, go and call the Decos military division." ”

A moment later, Decos, who was also frowning, appeared in Ling Xuan's line of sight.

"It is necessary to change the plan. These were the first words he had said when he saw Ling Xuan.

The military advisor also sensed something strange. Ling Xuan nodded, according to the original plan, after the Whiton Noll Army and the Seville garrison fought for a certain period of time, Ling Xuan's army joined the battle, in this way, he could get a greater chance of victory. But now that the scouts were silent, the battle situation on the front line became confused.

"The current situation is that Ling Xuan's scouts have obviously been eliminated, and the Whiton Noll Army actually has the energy to do such a strenuous thing, and the most basic judgment is that the other party wants to play tricks. In this case, Ling Xuan and the others may be attacked, and with the other party's military strength, if Ling Xuan waits here stupidly, they will soon be reduced to fighting a war of attrition. De Cos shook his head, a rare sadness on his face.

Ling Xuan looked around, more than half of Magula and Tatum's troops were newcomers, and their basic combat strength was not the same as that of the regular army of Wyton Noor, even if the dragon lancers and berserkers were used as ten, the combat power of Ling Xuan's army and the enemy was only barely pulled to a level. If you fight a long corridor attrition war with such strength, no matter how subtle the command is, it is just to fill in (add) and add a little more to the opponent's battle death list.

"What does the military advisor mean?" Ling Xuan looked directly at Decos.

"Ling Xuan attack!" Decos said emphatically.

Ling Xuan's mouth opened wide, this was completely different from Ling Xuan's original plan, and he directly threw himself into the unknown with his current strength: "You mean that Ling Xuan will join the battle?" But judging from yesterday's reaction, at least ninety percent of the combat strength of the Wyton Noll Army remains intact. Here, Ling Xuan's army could also rely on the favorable defensive terrain, and once they rushed into the corridor, Ling Xuan's army would be completely hand-to-hand combat. ”

De Cos nodded: "Indeed, Ling Xuan's army is taking a great risk by abandoning the existing terrain to raid the enemy army. However, because of this, the other party's judgment on Ling Xuan's army should be that Ling Xuan's army was stubborn, and if he launched an attack at this time, the enemy would definitely not expect it. For the current Ling Xuan, mastering the initiative on the battlefield is more important than anything else. ”

There was a slight silence, Ling Xuan nodded and shouted loudly: "Prepare for battle!" Ling Xuan commanded the cavalry squadron to attack first, and the rest of the troops followed. ”

Melchior was taken aback: "My lord, let Ling Xuan command, you rush forward, in case you ......"

Ling Xuan waved his hand, for some reason, Ling Xuan especially wanted to command this assault: "Leave it to Ling Xuan." ”

Melchior nodded and stepped aside.

The heralds who had already been on the side immediately passed this order to the entire Wandering Legion, and the soldiers who had been hiding from the biting cold wind ran out of the shadows one after another, and the soldiers of the Wandering Legion were immediately crowded around Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan stepped onto his horse, drew Ling Xuan's Semitic scimitar, and shouted loudly: "From now on, Ling Xuan will directly face the Third Army of Wyton Noor, and use your strength to make it an eternal noun, Ling Xuan, your commander, will be with you." ”

"Whew-" The soldiers raised their weapons and howled loudly.

Ling Xuan grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out of the crowd first, and the scimitar pointed directly at the other end of the corridor: "Attack-"

The cavalry squadron followed closely, and the assault on the Wyton Noorr Army officially began.

The rapid gallop only lasted for a few quarters of an hour, and when Ling Xuan turned a corner, a continuous stream of white people appeared in front of Ling Xuan, and the Whiton Noll Army finally chose to sneak attack.

After a moment of sighing, Ling Xuan didn't even have time to see the appearance of the Wyton Noorr, and the horse that stepped down let out an amazing neigh, and crossed into the enemy's military formation, and the dull crash sound sounded at the same time at the front of the third army of Wydon Noor.

With the momentum of the war horse, Ling Xuan's scimitar slashed through the throats of the two people in succession, and when the blood bloomed, the hand shield raised by the third person subconsciously was smashed into pieces, and the owner of the hand shield also joined the ranks of the dead after flashing a trace of panic, and the corpse flew into the enemy army behind with a stream of blood mist. In the blink of an eye, a squadron of Wyton Noll became a term of history, and the frightened enemy troops retreated with a scream, and the original formation was gone.

"Kill!" waving his scimitar, Ling Xuan hissed and shouted, encouraging the battle of Ling Xuan's army, and the cavalry squadron rushed into the scattered Wyton Norr army at an astonishing speed, and under the trampling of the horses' hooves, the entire corridor resounded with a terrible scream.

"Knock knock-" When the Wyton Noles in front of Ling Xuan had almost no combat effectiveness, a strange drum beat suddenly sounded from the distant rear of the enemy army, and then, the Wyton Noles who were fleeing quickly in front of them magically stopped their pace, as if they had hit a hard wall, and at that moment, the enemy was so crowded that the impact of the cavalry squadron was also forcibly blocked.

Condescendingly, the cavalry brandished their swords, and the Wyton Noll infantry in the front line, which was only equipped with light weapons, could only moan weakly, and when the enemy in front of Ling Xuan gradually thinned, Ling Xuan suddenly found that not far away was the Wyton Noll heavy armored infantry lined up in a neat formation. In front of them, the corpses of the retreating light infantry were piled up like hills, and the reason why the enemy did not completely break up was only due to the brutal slaughter of the men and horses of the headquarters by the heavy infantry.

"Arrows!" A shout rang out from the camp of the Wyton Noores, and before Ling Xuan could react, the narrow sky of the corridor was suddenly covered by a dense rain of arrows, and at that moment, Ling Xuan couldn't see the sun overhead.

Looking at the rapidly falling arrows, Ling Xuan suddenly lost his senses, this was a means of shooting his companions together, treating the commanders of his subordinates like this was simply a beast!

A huge pain passed through Ling Xuan's body, three sharp arrows were inserted into Ling Xuan's body from different angles, the horse that stepped down let out a neigh, and fell heavily to the ground, Ling Xuan couldn't throw it out by himself, and after a dull crashing sound, Ling Xuan and the earth hugged each other.

Struggling to stand up, Ling Xuan's surroundings were already a sea of corpses and blood, while shooting Ling Xuan's people, they were sending their companions to hell, many Wyton Noors people were unwilling to open their eyes, and when they died, they were still looking at the heavy infantry battle column that emitted a cold aura.

"Put it again!" was still the same cold voice, the sky of the corridor was once again obscured, and Ling Xuan couldn't even move a step at this time.

"It's over. A voice flashed in Ling Xuan's heart, he couldn't imagine that death would patronize Ling Xuan so quickly.

The sound of the horse's hooves sounded from behind Ling Xuan, and at the moment when the rain of arrows fell, a huge force pulled Ling Xuan over, and it was the mournful cry of the war horse's death, and a soft body pressed against Ling Xuan's body.

With a familiar aura, Ling Xuan finally recognized the pale face that was close at hand.

"Garan!" Ling Xuan sat up with strength out of nowhere, and only then did Ling Xuan realize that Garan's back was full of arrows.

"Master—" A flash of joy flashed in Garan's sloppy gaze, and his face became paler and paler.

"No, you'll be fine. Ling Xuan stroked her face, his mind strangely confused.

"Kill-" A terrifying shout sounded from Ling Xuan's opposite side, and countless enemy soldiers poured out of the cracks in the heavy infantry, and around Ling Xuan, there were no more soldiers, a squadron of cavalry and several times the corpses of enemy soldiers were piled up there in layers.

"Ding-" With the crisp sound of blades, one of the Wyton Norr who rushed in front of Ling Xuan fell softly, inserting a short-handed sword from Garan in his chest, and the short figure blocked Ling Xuan's face again, and Ling Xuan could clearly see the blood flowing from her body.

"Don't-" Ling Xuan stretched out his hand, but he didn't grab Jia Lan again, in front of Ling Xuan, he danced the dragon knight's "Blood Song", at that moment, except for red, Ling Xuan didn't see any other colors......

"Ping-" With a dull sound of falling to the ground, a corpse of a Wytonnore flew down in front of Ling Xuan, pulling Ling Xuan back to reality from the confusion, Ling Xuan looked down at the corpse, his wide eyes were full of fear, and he looked up in the direction he was flying from, Ling Xuan saw Garland kneeling on the ground, surrounded by fearful Wytonnore soldiers, waving bright spears and screaming there.

He stood up: "Death will also die with Garan." A voice sounded in Ling Xuan's heart, and at this moment, a Wytonnorr soldier shouted and rushed towards Garan, the second, the third...... In an instant, the place where Garan was standing was flooded with white, and the blood mist flew away at the same time.

"No-" A hissing scream burst out of Ling Xuan's mouth, and his entire heart seemed to be torn apart, and a huge stream of heat rushed through Ling Xuan's entire body from Ling Xuan's right hand.