Short respites are so precious.

It was only then that the cruel sight of his eyes, the death moans he heard in his ears, the scorching smell of his nose, the salty and bloody taste of his tongue, the soreness and weakness of his body, and the headaches from the dry pool of spirits reached Jonah's brain, and at the same time received a lot of information that made the young astrologer apprentice feel so sick that he covered his mouth and resisted the urge to vomit.

Sibby jumped off Toba's shoulder and walked over and patted him on the head: "Dude, novices are like this, it's nothing." It will be a little more comfortable to spit it out. ”

"I'm fine...... Jonah tried to pretend that nothing happened, but after a second, his abdomen began to cramp and a hearty breakfast squirted violently in a less elegant form.

"Vomit ......" Jonah rolled to the ground, burying his head deeply.

The little grasshopper gently patted him on the back, looking like a little adult: "Cut, still pretending, is it in its original form? On the day I killed for the first time, there was nothing at all, and when I returned to the camp, I almost vomited all my intestines, but fortunately, an uncle who had been a doctor gave me a bottle of antiemetic. ”

Toba spat out the herbs in his mouth and applied the slimy green paste to the unicorn's wound, and the muscles of the beast trembled, and Elliot snorted, but said, "Lord, the situation is not optimistic. Cavalry, infantry, and French soldiers are very difficult to deal with in a mixed group of enemies. ”

"What do you say? Besides, why don't you give yourself a healing spell? The Bazeral peasant carefully applied the herbs, drew his cotton belt, and tied it tightly twice around the wound on the side of the beast's waist. The bleeding was suppressed, and the unicorn tilted its head and rubbed Toba's face affectionately.

"Uncle, look at it this way, your waist is bigger than that horse. Sibi walked up to Long Ji, gently picked up the upper body of the Oriental woman, and commented.

The Rose Knight smiled, "Lord, we can't cast any magic today, in fact, we won't be able to cast any magic for the next few days. ”

Toba looked at him in a daze, and Elliot smiled and shook his head, "Let's care about the situation in front of you." The next thing we need to do is to rush into the ranks of the Blue Order Regiment, engage them in a melee fight, and stop the long-range attacks of the mages. Then, taking advantage of the chaos of the battle situation, retreat to the north side of the miracle grassland. It's a miracle to be able to do this to this extent. -- Our only hope for survival is to withdraw before Isaacchios appears, slow down, and return to Cherry Ferry after the Golden Hammer. ”

Toba's eyes widened: "Eli, I don't understand. It's not dark yet, and if we give up, the Zawi people will be able to reach Cherry Ferry before midnight, and then this mission will not fail? ”

Elliott looked at Ryuki with a calm look in her eyes, and the woman was sleeping in Sibby's arms, her expression so serene. "Lady Room, Miss Ryuhime and we have to go somewhere, but no matter what, it's not worth everyone's lives for. Before she wakes up, retreat, and we'll explain to her afterwards. The Rose Knight said lightly, but his eyes were firm.

Toba was a little uncertain and looked at Jonah pleadingly. The astrologer's apprentice wiped the filth from the corner of his mouth and smiled wryly: "Toba, I listen to you. Little Grasshopper is right, I'm just a rookie. ”

"Anyone would dare to call me a grasshopper, rookie?!" Sibi roared.

Jekong waved his long knife on the side, flicking out the blood from the blade, and the black flames on the surface of the Buddha's tooth completely disappeared. The southerner dipped a drop of blood, licked it with his tongue, and looked absentmindedly at a flock of red-headed and black-feathered birds hovering in the treetops in the distance, not knowing what to think.

"What kind of bird is that?" Jonah asked, looking in.

"The indigenous people call the birds of Mamagat, which in the Colombo dialect means 'dead marrow'. 'Dead marrow', that's what the people of the Western Continent call it. The Rose Knight leisurely cast his gaze to the sky, "Whenever someone is about to die, the 'death marrow' gathers and hovers until the corpse is cold. They feed on the eyeballs and brain marrow of human corpses. Although their names and habits are terrifying, in the homeland of our ancestors, in parts of the mountains of the Red Plain of Saint-Bourne, they were messengers who brought the souls of the dead back to the heavenly realm. The corpses chosen by the 'Death Marrow' must be pure souls who have the right to enter the heavenly realm to talk to the gods, and when they swallow the eyes and brain marrow of the deceased, they will spread their wings and fly all the way up to the clouds where the legendary gods live. ”

Jonah remembered. When he was a child, he had seen the bird in his hometown and heard his mother tell him stories about the "dead marrow". The Soul Messenger may just be a beautiful myth, and on more than one occasion Jonah saw the old man in his last years, looking at the "death marrow" flying above the altar of the cemetery, and his eyes showed a distant expectation of the glory of heaven.

The unicorn suddenly raised its head and pointed its sharp horns in the direction of the canyon, and its eyes showed a look of unease, and its hooves kept shaking the ground. Its extraordinary elemental sensibilities make it aware of anomalous elemental gatherings.

"Lord, everyone! The Battle Spellcaster is preparing to attack the magic!" Elliot immediately shouted, "Lord, give instructions!"

Toba hesitated for a moment, "Do as Eli says, let's rush in, and then retreat to the side!"

"Understood!" the Rose Knight commanded in a loud voice, "Lord, please carry Miss Long Ji on your back and act as a Chinese soldier." Miss Sibi and Lord Jekong are winged to escort them. Your Excellency the Astrologer, get on your horse. Are you okay?"

Jonah grabbed the saddle and struggled to climb the unicorn's back, "I can, Eli!"

"Okay. Elliott glanced back at him, a smile on his lips, "We are forwards, we can only move forward, not backward." ”

"It's an honor to fight with you, Eli. Jonah clenched his sword again.

"No, the honor is mine, Your Excellency. The Rosenkavalier turned his head to look at the enemy as boundless as the tide of the sea, and slowly raised his spear, the point of which became more and more firm as it got closer to the sky. "--Let's rush forward!"

"Go!"

The unicorn raised its front hooves high, stepped out of the waves of earth, the wind in his ears blew his hair, and the astrologer's apprentice felt something in his blood stirring, changing, boiling.

No sooner had the Pitchfork buddies than ten yards out of the Pitchfork had a meteor falling from the sky, exploding violently where they had just been. The fire mages of the battle caster began to summon fire meteor spells, countless huge meteors streaked across the sky with all-destroying orange flames, a torrential fire rain fell in the middle of the grassland, and in the violent tremor of the ground, the earth and corpses rolled up in the air, and "Shiva's Tears" was no longer a peaceful grassland, such a scene was closer to hell.

No one looked back. If behind you is a definite death, then in front of you is a definite hope.

Sibby ran behind him, opened his mouth, and shouted something, and a series of explosions blew her words away, and Jonah saw only the green eyes of the little grasshopper staring firmly at him, as transparent as the clearest green crystal in the world.

The blue ocean ahead moved. The Blue Legion lined up in a phalanx took a neat step forward, their shields erected, and the large coat of arms with sharp edges shone in the slanting sun.

Can you rush over? trample over the corpses of heavy infantry, or like moths to a fire, smashing against a shield wall?

The first row of Blue Order infantry was half-kneeling, and the second row stood upright, shields forming a steel wall that intertwined with canine teeth and hidden danger.

Can he rush over? trample over the corpses of the hoplites, or like moths to a fire, smashing against the shield wall? Jonah suddenly realized, and though countless thoughts flashed through his mind, none of them made him feel fear. There was no fear, only scorching blood tumbling in the body.

A low shadow shuttled out, and appeared at the front of the team in an instant, Yekong withdrew the Buddha's tooth from the scabbard, put his hands together with lotus flowers, and his little finger was hidden in the palm of his hand, forming a handprint of heavenly drum thunder, "Nine lights...... Treasure Pestle...... Break!"

The engraved treasure tower appeared from the void, and with the power of the Nine Dragons and Ten Elephants, it crashed into the blue shield wall, "Boom!" like a bell, the heavy infantry spurting blood fell to the ground, and the six twisted shields flew into the sky.

In the brilliant debris of the treasure building and the clear sound of breaking through the shield wall, the sword Garan cut into the gap of the blue tide like a sharp blade, bent his body, stroked the navel with his left fist, made a wish with his right hand, and formed the Baosheng karma mudra, the secret technique of the Nine Lights summoned the tyrannical power of the ancient southern kingdom from the unknown world, and the golden red light and flames wrapped around his arms, and also illuminated the terrified eyes of the Lan Xun soldiers.

"Nine Lights...... King Ming's spear ...... "Jekong stretched out his hands and pressed them on the chests of the two soldiers before the heavily armored enemy could react.

"Attack, attack!" shouted countless voices, flashes of blades filling the area.

“...... Double shot!"

"Puff!" The Ming Wang spear that shot at close range pierced through the heavy steel armor without any suspense, piercing the chests of the two heavy infantrymen, and the rapidly spinning light spear did not slow down by the body of the Lan Xun soldier, bringing up two heavy corpses and shooting forward.

“...... Four shots in a row!"

The attack was not over, and with a slap of his hand, two more golden-red spears of light flew out with a scream, breaking open the corpse's abdomen and drawing radiating lines of flesh and blood. With a few muffled sounds, the corpses of the two infantry collided with their companions behind, and before they could react, four Ming Wang spears broke the defenses from different angles and pierced their bodies.

“...... Six shots in a row!"

The sword-wielding Garan shot a spear of light with both hands again, the Nine Light Secret Technique tore through the steel and muscles, and the powerful impact pushed the four corpses to the core of Lan Xun's team, and more soldiers tried to block them, their bodies were slammed by the heavy corpses, and then a scorching wind nailed to the armor, piercing the body and hurting the soul.

“...... Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot again...... Eighteen shots!" Jekong frantically used the last of his strength, turning his brilliant burning life into the floating light of a red spear in the sky.

The first two corpses were smashed to pieces, and countless heavy infantry were collided, squeezed, and obscured by the corpses of their companions, and became the next sacrifice of the Eighteen Ming King Spears. The sharp whistling spear of light opened the way for Yakong, "Huh...... Hahaha...... Hahahahaha......" Sword Holder Garan suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so violently that every hideous scar on his arm was shaking with it. With wild flames burning in his eyes, he drew his famous sword tooth and charged forward, the blade cutting through the ground behind him in waves of earth.