The three white pegasus horses gradually faded away, and finally disappeared into the southern sky.

King Nacini let out a sigh of relief, and slowly sat down on the ground, breathing in the churning blood in his chest.

The injuries in his body were far more serious than they appeared, and the "heavenly might" that Celestius used not only smashed it to the ground, but also bruised his internal organs.

Cartroman's situation was better, he sheathed his long knife and took a few steps forward, watching the movement around him vigilantly.

A few miles away, Snowton's troops, who had arrived after hearing the news, were trudging through the snow. The snow was so heavy that the cavalry could not move an inch, and under the leadership of Agassi, they marched on foot, and the armor that once symbolized glory was now a burden.

Carter Roman shrugged, and he didn't blame them either. In the morning, when King Nacini was about to go out to enjoy the snow, he followed, and with the strength of two legendary warriors, even if he forced himself into the holy city of Ranken, he would be able to retreat with his whole body, so he let the king go south until six or seven miles away.

Unexpectedly, the three chief knights of the "Heroic Legion" came together, and a bloody battle broke out. It's also three against three, and the other side is not the opponent, and in the end, the other party took the initiative to evacuate, so it didn't cause a big disaster.

He glanced back and saw that Biranoo was also pale and silent. It was by relying on his "Star Dome" that Cyprius and others could not attack, thus bringing the two sides into a stalemate.

It should be something like a labyrinth, Carter Romans thought to himself, in fact, he himself is better at dealing with this situation, and the sharp blood-drinking demon knife is enough to break through any maze.

However, thinking of Cyprius's "Heavenly Power", Cat Roman's brow furrowed again. If he had been put in the position of King Nachinani, he would not have been able to take that blow. In some ways, it was beyond the realm of legends, infinitely closer to the realm of the gods.

After a while, King Nacini was the first to stand up, and his face returned to normal. And not a ruddy camouflage. In the face of Agassi, who was a little frightened, he didn't say much, but simply gave a few words, ordering them to carry Bilano back with a spear and a cloak.

In the warm tent, the attendants served hot soup, and Villanoo took a few sips before finally relieving himself. It's not easy for the old magician, going back and forth. Listening to information, and being chased by the enemy, running so that his hair was scattered, he didn't have the usual unruly demeanor at all.

"Master, what's wrong with Ranken?" It's not that King Nacini is inconsiderate of his ministers, but that the military situation is urgent and must be found out immediately.

"In order to build the 'ladder of heaven', the Holy See's vitality has been greatly damaged. Hundreds of thousands of people died of exhaustion, and the city of Lancoln was full of mourning. Bilanoo thought for a moment and replied softly, "But the price they paid has also been rewarded accordingly, and according to my investigation, there are five or six powerful auras in the city. In addition, there are more than 100 high-level professionals......"

King Nacini and Cattroman looked at each other and asked worriedly, "Are they...... What is the strength? Is there an exact number?"If the Bright Sect really has so many legendary masters, then the next battle situation. But it's confusing. What's even more worrying is that the combat power of the Heroic Knights far surpasses that of ordinary legendary warriors, such as Celeprius, who can steadily suppress King Nacini and Vilano, and if everyone is like him, then there is no need for this war to continue.

"My 'Star Vision' shows that there should be six strong people above the legendary, with that Cyprius being the strongest, followed by the other two, and the other three are slightly inferior......," Biranoo replied one by one.

King Nacini breathed a sigh of relief, if that was the case, his own odds would be greater. Even though the six legendary powerhouses are a combat force that cannot be ignored, the remnants of the Bright Sect's army, with more than 10,000 people at full capacity, cannot prevent the surprise attack of Snowdon's cavalry at all.

"However, among the six men, excluding Archbishop Inedir, I have not detected his breath," continued Villanoo, "or rather, he is not in Rankine at all. ”

"In other words, there are seven legendary powerhouses in the Holy See?" King Nacini's face was not very good-looking.

"He's not in Ranken City, so where will he be?" asked Cartroman, puzzled, and immediately, the three of them raised their heads at the same time, and subconsciously looked at the southern sky, where the "Bright Heavenly Kingdom" was originally located.

"Do you say that Innedil has returned?" asked King Nacini, after a moment of serious thought.

"I don't know, but judging from Cyprius's reaction, there is no calm in the Holy See," replied Catroman firmly, and he rarely panicked, no matter how critical the situation, "and we, we only need to do one thing well to be invincible." ”

"What's the matter?" asked King Nacini and Villanoo, stunned at the same time.

"Protect the king's safety," explained Cattroman, with burning eyes, "and the remnants of the Holy See, which are only a few thousand, even if we give up the city of Severa, what will they defend it?

"Hmm......," King Nacini nodded thoughtfully.

"So the only strategy that the Holy See can adopt, you can't defend it, you can only attack," Cattroman straightened up and continued, "and they can't attack the city, they can only use the mobility of the Pegasus Knights to raid the vital points of our army, in order to achieve all the success in one fell swoop." ”

"And I'm the only one who can achieve this effect, right?" King Nacini smiled and said, "What the general said is very true, the 'Heroic Legion' of only a few hundred people will not attack Severa, nor will they attack Leajic, if they are dispatched, they will only concentrate all the legendary powerhouses and try to kill me, so that the empire and the southern expeditionary army will fall into chaos. ”

"My suggestion is to recall the 'Blue Coat' and the 'Black Flag,' and move quickly closer to the Green River Valley," Cartroman's suggestion, "and at the same time concentrate the elite masters of the whole army and form a special guard to protect the king's safety." ”

King Nacini nodded in agreement, and the only one who could pose a threat to the Pegasus Knight was the "Blue Coat's Long Shot". Of course, this only refers to those ordinary Pegasus knights, no matter how clever the shooters are in front of those six legendary powerhouses. There is no way to break through the other party's domain.

Unless, the shooter who fires the arrow is also of the legendary level.

Herseus Valley.

As the sky darkened, Dargnon looked north at the tower, and there was still no sign of activation.

He was inexplicably anxious, and he couldn't stay at all, so he walked out of the house. Braving the wind and snow to walk around.

Due to the snowy weather, the streets are sparsely populated, and even magicians who look down on worldly emotions are not willing to study this cold winter night. Most of them choose to be with their families, with the doors closed, just from the windows, overflowing with the dim and warm lights, with the enticing aroma of the meal.

Dalgnan swallowed before he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet. Subconsciously walked to the familiar restaurant. only to find that Maxna had already left with Collisson, and the door was deserted, and there was no one.

"Alas......" The young man shook his head and strolled out of the town. There was no sign of a sentry at the intersection, so he should have run somewhere to avoid the cold.

This is not going to work, no matter what, there must be sentinels patrolling to be in order. Dargnan frowned slightly. Just as he was about to look for Brooke, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

"Caldera Commander?" he said, turning to look. Slightly stunned, the other party is also one of the commanders of the river valley garrison, mainly responsible for the security of the small city.

"The soldiers are too slack on snowy nights," Caldera complained casually, pausing beside him. "My lord ordered me to patrol the valley and beyond, and almost half of the sentries left their posts without permission, and I had to look for them one by one. ”

"Is it your lordship, or is it ma'am?" asked Dargnan after a moment of silence.

"Is there a difference?" Caldera asked in surprise. As we all know, Allegri and Onisha have reached the point of talking about marriage, and isn't it normal for him, as the retainer of the mistress, to inspect the territory on his behalf?

"Of course not," Dargnan smiled and turned away, "Excuse me, Commander Caldera, and hopefully I can sleep soundly tonight." ”

"Okay, see you tomorrow. The former Earl of Anlan nodded his head and left.

Dargnon stood there for a moment, then walked briskly home, and went straight to the attic on the third floor, where his pantry was kept, with some of the tools he used to use.

Finely broken snowflakes fluttered down the forest and fell on the girl's outstretched palm.

It is as white as snow, but it has a slight flush due to the cold, making it more vivid.

Onisha moved her palms back and forth, trying to catch more snowflakes, but the wind caused them to run away.

"Don't be naughty, it's going to freeze. Allegri covered her hand and passed the heat from her body, which was the unique advantage of the fire mage, and the other schools could only stare dryly.

"You want to care?" Onessa gave him a blank look, but didn't pull her hand away. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then said pitifully, "I'm hungry, let's go eat." ”

"Uh...... Good. Allegri hesitated for less than a second before nodding in agreement. This is a common problem of stupid men, all it takes is a sentence of coquettishness, what violet tower, what river valley safety plan, all are forgotten.

The two of them walked south along the Xiyu River, getting farther and farther away from the tower. Onesha chose an upscale restaurant that was known for its delicious stews.

There's no better way to enjoy a hot dinner like this in this weather. After dinner, Onesha went to the Consulate to attend to a few more business, and by the time they returned to the valley, it was already a quarter past nine.

The night was exceptionally quiet, and you could even hear the sound of snow flakes falling. At the gate of the courtyard, Allegri was about to say goodbye to him, but the girl pushed open the door and walked to his room, without any intention of going back to rest.

"Hey, you...... What else?" Allegri asked, wondering, unaware that happiness beckoned from the swaying wooden door.

Heavenly light, brothel.

The fine sand in the hourglass flowed down to the bottom, and Rubiang turned it over and continued to wait patiently.

They would have to wait another six or seven cycles until the entire valley was put to rest, including the low-level commoner craftsmen and the lords from above.

"Is it all arranged?" the red-robed old man leaned back in his chair and savored the fruit wine in his cup. Coincidentally, this was the specialty of the Buyada Empire, but it passed through the hands of the Torm merchants and came to the Herseus Valley.

"For your respect, Caldera has six hundred men, all of whom are elite and skilled in the army," replied Rubiang respectfully, "and we have more than a hundred men, a few of whom are hidden in Master Turanze's convoy, and the rest are secretly lurking, all of whom are fully prepared. ”

"How many defenders are there in the valley?" said Duke Van Schinkel, after a pause.

"The magic workshop is guarded by a hundred people, and there is a swordsman squad stationed at the mouth of the valley...... at the southern end of the 'Path of the Lightwalkers', there are three hundred people, and every four hours, the shift changes," Rubiog introduced in detail, "The inside and the outside should be combined, with mental calculation or unintentional, our chances of winning are more than ninety percent." ”

"Capture the thief before the king, Dios and Illo are not in the valley, it is a good time to start," the old duke put down his glass and commanded, "Onisha against Allegri, Mastur against Dargnan, that Brooke, you are in charge, to make sure that nothing goes wrong." ”

"Yes. Rubion nodded in response, don't look at him half-bald and short and fat, but he is an elite spy trained by Van Schinkel, and he is quite sure that he is plotting against an old magician.

"Since that Dargnan is already suspicious, will he stay at home honestly?" Mastur, who was next to him, asked lazily. Unlike usual, he was well-dressed, wearing a dark blue power suit and a black cloak.

The long sword "Passing Water" leaned diagonally against the corner of the table, waiting for the moment when it was unsheathed.

"This, you put it away," Duke Van Schinkel pulled out a butterfly ornament carved from his sleeve and tossed it casually, "When I went to find Collison, I quietly attached a wisp of breath to Dalgnan, and you only need to inject energy into it, and it will guide the other party. ”

"Really?" Mastul seemed to be a little unconvinced, and he poured his strength into his hand, and the ruby butterfly, suddenly seemed to come to life, flapping its thin wings, and wanted to fly out of the window.

"Hey, hey, I'm just trying it out...... Don't go, haha, it's so itchy......" The handsome Sword Saint disciple hurriedly closed his palm, but his palm was tickled, and he couldn't help but smirk.

"Why did you activate it now?" the old duke shook his head helplessly, and with a finger of his hand, a wisp of obscure energy, swept over the round table and into Mastul's palm.

The butterfly charm solidified again, and Masteul looked at it again and again, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Van Schinkel closed his eyes and stopped talking, but wondered why the "death knell" had remained silent at this critical juncture, and had not sent a message.

... (To be continued......)

PS: (alas...... ）