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Meliane's gaze crossed in front of him, a sparse grove of trees beneath a hill, gazing silently at the shadows of the rolling hills in the distance, in that direction, the brownish trees and deep earth of the Moon of Rotting Leaves formed an open hill, gently undulating, like a folded carpet, the last of the colors of late summer that had not yet faded, occasionally outlining a dark shadow of deep green on this carpet, and then connecting a gentle look in the distance, a large pine forest scattered on the slightly undulating hillside, and the woodland was densely shrubbed with the edge downward, and finally bordered the mountains in the distance。

At this moment, where the half-elf stood, was at the top of a small hill, and around him, circles of tents were scattered among the low bushes - such a terrain was undoubtedly suitable for a garrison army, which could effectively defend against the incoming enemy around it, and at the same time give the cavalry the best start, and a well-trained army could be ready to attack in an hourglass time, and it was obviously impossible for their enemies to dialysis in such a short time.

However, staring into the distance, there was no relaxed look on the face of the half-elf, on the contrary, the two thin eyebrows that flew obliquely into the sideburns were slightly wrinkled, and the luster in the green eyes flickered, as if they were contemplative.

According to some of the Imperial captives, this place was the central area of the Lin Lulan family's territory, and as long as you crossed this hill, you could really start to penetrate into the middle of the empire, the so-called more prosperous city circle - not only used to distinguish the territory, but also the strength of the city defense, the quality of the garrison, and the population of the city. It is much stronger than the traditional sense of the Imperial people's so-called 'southwestern frontier, deserted area'.

It's also easier to draw out teams to attack.

"What's unusual about the scout?" asked the half-elf after a moment of observation, retracting his gaze and turning to one of the knights beside him.

The latter -- the thousand men who commanded the cavalry were stunned. Then it took another breath before he finally remembered the other party's question: "Ah, well, that, nothing abnormal, Your Excellency General." Five groups have returned, and they don't have any problems. And according to your orders, the sixth group has gone out today, and when half an hourglass passes, the fifth group will also return. ”

"What about the remaining three?" the half-elf raised an eyebrow.

"They haven't come back yet. The thousand-man chief paused again: "They may have gone too far." Because these lads under me always have too much energy—" he snorted, but then bowed his head under the stern gaze of the half-elves.

"How late?" Meliane turned her gaze to the other side, a knight with an hourglass in his hand.

"Something is wrong, Your Excellency, Vega. Kennan and a few of them should have returned before the time of the two hourglass scales or so. Other than that. Timo: Their group has always prided themselves on being the fastest. They always return some time early, but now none of them have returned. The knight with the hourglass shook his helmetless but reflective head, "Maybe he was killed." ”

"Nonsense, there are thirty people in three groups, and the horses are also the best, and they go in different directions, can't a single messenger run back?"

In such a place deep behind enemy lines. Such a judgment was inevitably a little harsh, so before Meliane could speak, the knight's thousand-man commander snorted first. gave the bald man a fierce slap and said, "Besides, the Imperial people are not that stupid, right?"

"Your Excellency, don't worry, we are all experienced scouts, and we shouldn't be killed by the enemy so easily, so it's also possible that they were stumped by some small trouble, you know, or a small village or two......

The half-elf didn't answer him, just turned his head and furrowed his brow even tighter.

Indeed, killing the scouts is tantamount to telling the other party that there is an enemy in this direction, so in general, if it is a small group of enemy troops, if it is not necessary, they will not intercept and kill the opponent's scouts, they will only dodge, and the reward of the scouts will be easier to strengthen their concealment.

But there are always exceptions......

And in Balian's opinion, these so-called "experienced scouts" were in fact half-hearted, and they were far more likely to return early than they were to be dutiful—in fact, in his eyes, the three thousand were all good-looking, stupid, scattered, and untrained...... It was even far inferior to the group of half-elven mercenaries under him.

Especially spiritually.

Even now, they still don't have the awareness that they are already on the battlefield, and their spirits are loose as if they are playing—a feeling that has subsided after the first battle, but has recently begun to rebound.

However, part of the reason for this is not on them, after all, even the most elite cavalry can't help but be proud after so many consecutive victories, not to mention that these guys didn't even splash a little blood in the previous battle, except for shooting arrows, and following the powerful war machine of the young lord, they unknowingly regarded that kind of devastating attack as the strength of their own side.

And on the battlefield, such a mental state is undoubtedly very dangerous, even if the basic training is good, a fool still can't show any strength on the battlefield, the battlefield is never a place for fun, anyone can lose their life in a careless way, if it weren't for the lack of leisure for the current action, he might propose to Edward to arrange some such small combat exercises for these guys, so that they can adapt to the battlefield as much as possible.

But apparently, the enemy is not at all interested in giving him this time.

His gaze froze in the distance for another moment, and Melione felt a growing sense of foreboding in her heart.

Or maybe it was just a nervous euphoria - after all, suddenly taking over the command of more than 3,000 people was a burden for a man like him who had only been a mercenary leader, or at least he didn't think the team could afford to make too many mistakes until Edward returned.

Time passed little by little, and when another hourglass scale passed, he finally couldn't help but speak: "What do you think? If the Empire has caught up?"

"But our bottom line. They should at least have some understanding......"

The hundred-man captain holding the hourglass touched his bald head, and a little cold sweat oozing from the back of his head made him rub it a few more times: "Each of our scouts is equipped with ten people, if none of them run back...... That means that the other party must have at least 10,000 or more, could it be that the main force of the empire is coming?"

He relied on the experience of the battlefield, and generally speaking, if the tactics of killing the scout could be used, if the commander was not a fool or did not know the enemy's roots, then the strength of the attacking side was indicated. At least three times more than the enemy.

"It's impossible, you fool, we won't be able to see the main force of the Empire move? What's more, more than 10,000 people can approach us within forty miles so silently? Don't be kidding! Even if there is no magic warning, at least ......" The Thousand Commander scolded. But keep your mouth shut quickly...... Now, after all, they're deep in the heart of the empire - in this damn environment, anything is really possible.

But. What if it's the main force of the Imperials?

Last time. Even in the face of the 30,000 main forces of the Imperials, their own side has not beaten them to the ground? Moreover, if the Imperials really gathered a force to encircle and suppress themselves, then these hastily assembled fellows would certainly not be regarded as any main force - maybe they were just some hastily mobilized city guards from the surrounding cities, even if they had a numerical advantage. In front of the steel chariot on his side, isn't it a pile of materials that can only be mashed by meat?

Thinking of this, the confidence in his heart was full again: "Otherwise, let's add some scouts in that direction." If it's those stupid people who don't have eyes, just kill it. These imperial Yankees of the province are endless. ”

"No need. They have come. ”

The half-elf suddenly spoke.

There was some relief in his voice, but more like helplessness.

The elven bloodline allowed him to see far beyond the human, and he caught the unusual shadow at the first moment, but soon, the people around him had already focused their eyes on one point at the same time—almost in a few breaths, the small black dot in the distant sky had already taken on a hazy shape......

The black dot gradually turned gray, and then turned into an ominous pale, like a little haze in the sky, and as it got closer, it became more and more rapid, and finally, when it expanded into a creature with its wings spread and gliding into the wind, fear seemed to envelop everyone's heads in an instant!

"Bone Dragon! Bone Dragon!"

"Oh my God, the undead creatures!" "How could such a thing happen!" "The Imperials are crazy, they use necrons!" "That's a bone dragon...... Find cover, hurry, hurry!"

A shrill voice broke the silence, and then, like a pebble falling in a pond of tranquility, ripples of sound spread out chaotically around it. All the soldiers who were aware of the danger began to flee in wolves, some with their heads covered and running wildly towards the surrounding woods, while others plunged headlong into their tents, regardless of whether the thin pieces of cloth and sticks could really resist the name they were shouting at, the undead.

Indeed, the monster of the bone dragon is so powerful that even civilians who don't know much about magic know at least the existence of this monster - the undead, and the combination of dragons, and I have to say that this is really the most impressive evil monster.

And all the stories of such monsters, without exception, have deepened the sense of fear in people's minds again and again - both the power of dragons and the invulnerability of the undead, except for the extraordinary ability of priests and priests to use divine powers, ordinary people ...... Even the brave in the legend is difficult to deal with the monster of this kind of monster!

But the priest or something is the only weakness in this team, and there is no one.

Meliane backhanded his bow from behind his back, and with a flick of his hand, the steel began to taut with the bowstring with a soft click, and he hesitated slightly, pulling out three long, golden feather-led burst arrows from the quiver at his side, but he slowly retreated down the hill, but in the end he did not shoot the arrow.

Because the monster in the sky is far from being able to be solved by his arrows.

It did bear some resemblance to the legendary overlord of the undead creatures—a body with no flesh and skin, only bones, an elongated neck, and a triangular head. and its long steel whip-like tailbone, the wings that supported it to fly were more than twenty feet long just by stretching out, covered with tattered wing membranes, and as it approached, you could even see a little bit of dark red light flickering in its hollow eye sockets.

However, if you look closely, you will notice that it is not really an undead dragon - it is too small, and its wings are clearly extended from its forelimbs.

"Shut up, stupid! It's just a wyvern skeleton!"

The chaotic camp regained some order in the next moment-Old Young's voice exploded over the entire camp with a thunderous momentum, and the power of the illusion technique extended to the limit finally suppressed those miscellaneous screams for the time being, and also allowed most people to be: "The bones of a big mouse, did it make you scared to pee?"

A deafening roar rumbled through the surrounding space. Stopping the wolf-brisk soldiers, they cautiously began to raise their eyes. Gazing at the approaching skeletal monster - flapped its wings. The monster lowered its height and, as if trying to see the camp, began to hover overhead. However, this also allows everyone to notice more clearly that its body is indeed too different from the most powerful undead creature in the legend.

"Undead creatures...... These damn Imperials are so much freer than we are, and I've only played with one or two skeletons in the real room when I was younger. How dare they get this kind of thing out in a grand way. Noticing the approach of the half-elves, the old mage spoke.

"Can you hit it?" said Melianne, staring at the undead flying and coiling in the sky.

"That's not a problem, such a big thing. Flying and not fast...... But that's it?" the old mage replied, but then he was stunned.

"Yes, it's best to smash it down in one hit. "Hesitating, Meliane said.

"No, I said do you know how much we have in stock of shells now......? Before the lord returned, the only spellcasters we could rely on were the two of us and the less than a hundred shells in the cart. The old mage shook his head: "Even if you shoot down one or two of these things, it is useless, if you add the Eagle Eye Sharp Ear Technique to it, even if you don't get close to us, you can roughly see our virtual reality." ”

"We have to keep them from approaching lightly. The half-elves replied briefly, "If they realize that they can rush up at will, we'll be finished! At least not many of this army will survive!, and we can't let them see that the lord is not in the camp right now, otherwise ......"

"Hmm......" The old mage shook his head, but he didn't refute anything and turned and got into the tank, and with the slightest friction of the gears, the turret turned, followed by a dull roar that stirred up the air.

Move, or defend?

Almost instantly, the half-elves made their own decision

"Prepare for the march and get everyone in the car!"

The enemy's advance was very fast, and judging from the losses of the scouts, they used the means of encirclement on all sides, but this also revealed their purpose - to completely surround these 3,000 men, since the number of the opponent could not reach the scale of more than 10,000 people, then they had elite special soldiers- It is very likely that those troops are called the Electors of the Emperor, and if you compare the ability of the Scarlet Knights in your memory, then just relying on the current team's Su zhì to continue to stay here and wait is tantamount to looking for death (to be continued......