"Okay, I'm going to help the Holy Pastor. But please don't be in a hurry to leave, Your Highness, for I will have to fight alongside you. ”

Frey drew her sword back into its sheath, gradually retracting the golden Tal's sigil that shrouded her blade and arm, and then moved closer to the Sigmar Battle Priest who was half-kneeling in the pile of corpses. Just before the charge, she injected the vigorous life force of Tal into Hyde's body, further increasing his strength and vitality. This is a special support effect of the natural system brought by the god of Tal, and it will have a fairly obvious auxiliary effect on the warriors who are also the gods of the ancient gods. While this may be a little less of a Sigma Warranger's accessibility, it is sufficient for life-saving occasions.

Golden, brown-green maple leaves and vines rose gracefully from the black-haired girl's outstretched hands, like a delicate spring that instantly descended on this cold snowy field. These magical creations slowly surrounded the mortally wounded Battle Priest and several other ascetics, seeping into their bloody bodies. Although the power of Tal cannot heal the wound and stop the bleeding like the power of Sharya. However, it can instantly improve the basic vitality of the recipient himself, and it also has a special effect on first aid. Of course, for chaotic creatures and undead creatures, the natural power bestowed by this ancient god is a huge poison and fire.

The cavalrymen jumped off their horses, helped the wounded ascetics onto their horses, and hurried back. In the distance, the Kugan hussars were still throwing arrows into the sky, and the screaming arrows landed beside them from time to time. It's dangerous here, and there can be no delay. Hyde did not leave immediately because of Frey's request, but jumped off his horse and helped the tall Sigma Battle Priest onto her horse with Frey. This Sigma priest is taller than Hyde, and Frey is a little difficult to be alone.

"Okay, let a Ugoer ride my war horse to protect His Excellency the priest and go back for treatment together, and I will ride a horse with His Highness!"

Without saying a word, Frey jumped into Hyde's saddle and hugged him tightly from behind, flicking her short black ponytail a little coquettishly. The gold and brown talem sigil shone behind her, merging brilliantly with Hyde's tricolor Valkyrie sigil, becoming even larger, like the brilliant glow rising from the snowfield.

"Well...... , okay, Frey, you hold it tight!"

The huge power of the Taal poured into Hyde's body like a surging river, blending with the power of the Valkyrie, impacting. Hyde felt infinite power rising and trembling, as if two great rivers had merged into an immeasurable abyss! It was the effect of one plus one greater and two, and Frey had given her power to herself without reservation, and Hyde knew the heart of this beautiful girl.

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"Hmph! I don't know if I'm violating the Code of Military Law on the battlefield! Sister Frey, who is as cunning as a little fox, will really please my stupid cousin! But well, she's pretty good at night......"

Looking at the distant backs of Hyde and Frey, Catherine, who had finished giving the cannon a new round of metal-based magic blessings, stretched out her middle finger and gestured twice into the air, her voice full of strange smells. But the red-haired princess soon snickered as if she remembered something, and her face was flushed.

"Frey tastes good and happy, but what about the other guy...... Hmph, Tenan, you big bastard, I'll let you be hacked to death!"

Catherine smiled as she reminisced about her affair with Frey, but suddenly became angry again, cursing Tenan in a coquettish voice. She shook her head vigorously and stomped the snowy ground, her fiery red hair dancing like a torch in the wind, which seemed to reflect the uncertain mood of this delicate princess. Baron Fischer, the captain of the group, had already led dozens of his raven knights and longbow cavalry to the other side of the phalanx, attacking the Kugan light horsemen who had bypassed the artillery positions and tried to detour the flank. Now the red-haired girl on the artillery emplacement has become the boss again, so she has no scruples about her behavior.

Cannons roared, muskets fired, and clouds of white smoke with the smell of sulfur rose into the sky. For a quarter of an hour, the Kugan cavalry did not launch another decent offensive against the frontal phalanx. Their attacks were concentrated on the phalanxes and chariot battalions on the left and right flanks of the coalition forces, leaving only a small number of light cavalry and armored cavalry to circle in very loose formations, throwing arrows with a terrible sound at the artillery positions more than 200 paces away. But because of the distance, there is no big threat.

Hyde, Tenan and others joined up with the three or four hundred allied cavalry there outside the phalanx on the south side, and cooperated with the phalanx infantry to engage in a vicious battle with the swarming Kugan cavalry. Thousands of enemy and enemy cavalry huddled together, war horses clashed, swords clashed, thousands of horses' hooves shook the earth undulatingly, blood and wails flew wildly. And the golden-armored Tubaro army's heavily armored phalanx also slowly moved forward, constantly firing a neat volley of gunpowder smoke clouds, and dense super-long spears were like the fierce vertical and horizontal thorns of the forest of death.

The entire position on the south side became a sea of boiling and chaos, and it was naturally difficult for the artillery to fire. On the orders of the wing headquarters, Catherine turned the artillery position to the north, and bombarded the Kugan cavalry, which was besieging the position of the Kislev car camp, with grapeshot and chain shells. The heavy fire inflicted heavy damage on the slaanesh fanatics, and each salvo ploughed through rivers of blood in the gray and black crowds.

Grapeshotfires shimmering with metallic magic tore these frenzied riders from behind, and chainballs that flew like frenzied butterflies split enemies in half, along with men and horses. The bronze cannon shafts covered in reliefs quivered, spewing a storm of lead and iron, and the sturdy wheels of oak-clad iron rolled and carved deep ruts in the gun emplacements. The gunners expertly aligned the gun gauges, cleaned the chamber with a long-handled gun brush, cooled the reddened barrel with barrels of vinegar, and then reloaded the silk-wrapped ammo packs and shells for a new round of fire. Many people's faces have long been blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, and they can't see their facial features clearly, only the shining eyes are burning.

The entire central artillery position was like a volcano erupting in smoke and smoke, and the commander in the middle of this cloud of smoke and volcano was none other than the red-haired Catherine. The golden aura and cloud-like runes swirled and danced around the graceful figure of the young princess, and no smoke and dust could enter half a step. An intricate and delicate array of magic shimmered beneath her slender jade feet, casting a flowing shadow of her white skin and golden armor, and her fiery red hair fluttered like flowing water among the waves of magic, adding a unique color to her beauty.

"O holy wind of Gulna, Thy wrath sweeps away all clouds of chaos, Thy storm punishes filth and iniquity!O glorious Valkyrie Mirmidia! Bronze cannons are thy glorious swords, blazing buckshot is thy wrathful winds, gunpowder and gunners are thy pious attendants, bestow holiness and holy power upon the brave and wise!"

With Catherine's sweet voice, one entity-like golden aura spun and rose from her gold-covered left arm, landing on the cannon to her left and right, reverberating with gorgeous ripples on the cannon. And the blue-gray runes like clouds rushed out of her ** white right arm, attached to the gunpowder boxes and shell boxes under the cover of the fort baskets on both sides of the gun emplacement, giving the bags of gunpowder and black shells a metallic color. This beautiful Princess Tubaro was able to add attack power and security to an entire group of artillery at the same time, which was the true strength of her being called a genius mid-level metal magician!

Catherine was intoxicated by the gorgeous melody of the wind of Gulna, and she had an almost natural affection for the fierce cannon fire and the clouds of sulphur. I can't imagine that she is the first person to really go through the test of war. The young princess had a smile on her beautiful cheeks, and her arms waved like the rhythm of music, almost in full resonance with the bronze cannons. Many whizzing arrows shot at her bare body from a distance, but they all shattered on the swirling golden aura, and fell weakly in the fluctuations of the blue runes.

But without warning, an event suddenly happened, and a purple and strange light flashed between the smoke clouds in the distance, rising into the sky like twisted veins and spider webs. Catherine was immediately alerted by this strange sight, and suddenly unfurled her huge shield like a golden cloud, her hurried voice echoing with the roar of the cannon.

"It's a harbinger of chaos and great magic! Your Excellency once told me at the Academy of Metals! Everyone, ...... it."

But the red-haired princess's voice was interrupted by a violent shockwave, accompanied by a huge purple fireball and a swirling snake of light falling from the sky through the clouds of smoke. They descended on the entire boiling position at an incredible speed, and not a single person had time to react!

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