Chapter 67: The Commander's Determination
This young man, he ignited the passion of almost the entire battlefield...
In the rear of the front, the Commander of the Silver Wing thought silently.
An anomaly like this without warning is definitely not a temporary victory...
The army of the kingdom has been repeatedly attacked... This gives rise to a sense of foreboding.
After falling back to the ground, the silver aura around the prince also dissipated, and everything seemed to return to its usual state.
The silver wave was still wrapped in golden hope, and countless beast-like roars came in bursts, and the smell of blood overflowed everyone's nostrils.
As for the magical bridge beyond imagination, on its deck, countless surviving Imperial soldiers were fleeing to the city walls in panic.
Tuyaraf was silent, his brow furrowed slightly.
Although he was at the head of the city, he could clearly feel that the front of the Silverwing Kingdom had produced some kind of imperceptible loosening.
This is not without reason, but it is beyond everyone's expectations.
He looked up in a hurry.
At this moment, in the pale yellow sky, countless dark golden clouds filled his vision, and purple lightning flickered through it, even if he was inside the fortress, an awe-inspiring aura also swept over the sky.
It's the storm... And it was so close at hand, Tuyarav thought worriedly: but our fighters are located in the wilderness, and it may be difficult to recall them in a short time...
As for the Silver Wings, the gods of nature they revere are destined to bring them disaster and destruction...
At this time, in front of the front, thousands of soldiers who had not yet had time to raise their heads were still fighting selflessly, and the resonance of swords converged into a sorrow and joy leading to death, and no one knew how bloody and dark the world would be after the courage was exhausted.
The blade of Essusyan's sword slashed through the air in front of him without haste, but it didn't hurt anyone.
Then he sighed helplessly: What a bunch of boring guys...
And Gunna, who witnessed all this on the city wall, frowned slightly: Don't be careless, child...
Then, as if he had suddenly discovered something, he suddenly turned his head to look back at the mage behind him.
"What are you doing? Are you going to... Let your power burst out without reservation?" he opened his mouth wide in disbelief after seeing everything in front of him.
"Did that kid touch you?" Guna continued, but the mage didn't reply, just chanted a profound incantation that no one knew.
At the tip of the staff, the ice-blue magic once again fused with the mystery of the elements, as if it had been endowed with some kind of soul, exuding a light that penetrated into people's hearts.
Under the pale yellow sky, it turned from weak to strong little by little, and gradually, through this pure energy, the winter scene of my childhood hometown began to quietly emerge in front of everyone's eyes.
At that time, the world did not need to be saved, and everything was going well.
In the center of the battlefield, Essyan was still wandering around, but there was no one around, and because what he had just done was so shocking, that no soldier was willing to risk his life to face his power.
Wherever he walked, all danger was completely evacuated for a distance.
The commander of the Silver Wing in the rear shook his head involuntarily.
"Is this the choice of the soldiers?" he said helplessly, "However, the most important thing at the moment is the crisis hidden behind this pale yellow sky..."
The incoming storm is heading towards the entire battlefield like a fatal one, and its intensity can be said to be rare in a century.
On the city wall, the mage behind Guna finally began to speak normally.
But it was only a momentary pause, and in the interval between the recitations of the incantation, his voice came leisurely into Gunna's ears.
"Go and tell Marshal Tuyarav that the storm is coming, please withdraw all the legions into the city at once, and leave the matter of the Imperial Blade to me: an elemental mage who has gambled all his honor for this will take care of it. ”
Guna froze in place, but a second later, he chose to rush towards the marshal's side.
"If I succeed in persuasion, I'll leave it to you, my friend. He muttered to himself.
In the middle of the battlefield, Essyan stepped onto his horse, and he could clearly see that the Imperial Blade Knights had gathered an overcrowd of opponents around them, and at the same time, a rain of arrows like locusts was shooting at the friendly troops on the ice bridge from behind enemy lines.
The soldiers raised their shields, and the arrows struck the iron shield with a crisp sound similar to the cracking of ice.
Ai Suyan looked worried.
The duration of frost magic is limited, but the rain of arrows hinders the soldiers' movements... What's more, the mage who is struggling to support everything, his strength may also be on the verge of a certain limit, or not.
Then he looked sideways at the city wall, but his expression couldn't help but be stunned.
Oh my God, he's still casting spells, as if he's not paying any attention to the loss of his magic. In other words, this ice-blue luster is still somehow protecting the lucky people on the entire battlefield...
A smile welled up on his lips: he was pushing his limits. Now we're saved, Imperial Blade...
A moment later, an ice-blue glow burst out from the tip of the staff at the head of the city, and then crossed the vast space and struck softly at the beginning of the entire ice bridge.
Then, as if ripples rippled on the surface of the water, the beam of light turned into a soft ripple and spread out in all directions. At the same time, the distance between reality and fantasy became no longer far away, and within a radius of ten meters around it, all the Silver Wing soldiers felt a hellish chill at the same time.
"What's going on? My bones seem to be starting to freeze!" said one of the Silverwing Soldiers with a frightened face, "I can't resist this feeling, I can't hold on anymore..."
At the same time, his armor began to spread white frost, and the blade in his hand stopped swinging weakly, the feeling of despair condensed the seemingly strong will, the frozen magic, like the curse of the elemental god, all the silver wing soldiers, were doomed.
Soon, the soldiers' bodies were covered with a thick layer of frost, and their bodies were completely frozen, looking like ice sculptures that had lost their lives.
And all the arrows in the sky lost the power to continue to advance, and they were all frozen in the air of this area by the cold magic like superfluous things.
"They're frozen!" William, unaware of this, swung his sword at the head of an enemy, but found that the other party did not move, and it took a long time for him to react in amazement.
"Listen, everyone, give up your horses at once, and march to the city wall while the ice bridge is not gone!" his voice was majestic and powerful, and full of joy for the rest of his life.
"This mage... What an irritating fellow!" At the rear of the line, the Commander of the Silver Wing angrily tapped the board in front of him: "The storm is coming, but the enemy is about to escape, can we just sit back and wait?"
There was silence among the officers around them, and after a while, a short, black-armored officer stepped forward slowly: "The allies who are protected by the Sirius God will not give in easily, so, as a military commander from Hastan, I strongly recommend that you storm the fortress in one go, and then use the protection of the city wall to resist this sudden storm." ”
The commander looked at him coldly: "However, the help of Hastan is also essential. ”
The black-armored man nodded: "Please trust us, the pre-war agreement will never be broken." ”
"Alright, set up the ladder, everyone, start attacking the city with all your might!" said the commander with a sigh for a long time.
The black-armored man obediently stepped to the side, and disappeared in an instant.
At this time, on the walls of the walled city, all the guards clearly saw that their knights, who had been on guard for a long time, were climbing the walls one by one, accompanied by hundreds of infantry.
"Marshal Tuyalav has given the order for all the regiments to return to the city, and we have suffered heavy losses in this battle, and I have heard that many of the officers are feeling indignant..."
When William ascended to the top of the city, one of the archers said to him first: "Also, please go and meet Marshal Tuyarav at once, he said that there is an urgent matter to be discussed." ”
After some time, the soldiers gradually returned to the city wall, and at this time, Gunna's figure appeared beside Essouyan impartially.
"Luckily, nothing happened to you. Guna gently hugged the prince himself, and then the two of them vaguely saw at the same time, the mage on the side suddenly hung his wand weakly, the light faded, and his breath fell backwards, and even a burst of incredible white foam flowed from his mouth.
Gu Nafei stepped forward: "In this battle, he is alone, and he has frozen the bodies of at least five hundred soldiers, and the loss of magic energy has reached the limit!"
He reached out and put his arm around the mage's back, "You need to rest, Manla, my friend. ”
With the complete dissipation of the power of magic, the Silver Wing soldiers in the center of the battlefield resumed their previous movements, and the arrows slid weakly to the ground, but the Imperial Blade in front of them had long since disappeared.
The ice bridge vanished, leaving only a sparkling blue glow that filled the air like pearls.
The Holy Wing Legion had all withdrawn to the city, and at this time, all the unwilling Silver Wing soldiers received an order from the rear at the same time.
"All warriors, don't stop, march to the fortress!"
Essouyan, meanwhile, stood beside Manla, helpless.
"What should I do? If the enemy strikes again, how will the Holy Wing Legion, which has lost its magical protection, meet the enemy?"