Chapter 1036
While the Boyi hussars under the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain are fighting with the Azores, the defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley are also actively preparing for the battle, doing their best to rush to the arrival of the monsters. A complete fortification was built before.
Although the Knights of Byrne said "the imperial fortifications are nothing great, we can completely defeat the invading monster army with cavalry"; but when Loren gave the order, they obediently obeyed the command. , Establish corresponding defense facilities on the high ground of the Valley of Blood Skeletons.
The Blood Skeleton Valley stationed by Loren and his party is actually a general term for a large mountain area; there are fractured ice cliffs on both sides, and the center is relatively flat hills and slopes;
It is difficult for both the enemy and the enemy to deploy troops between the east and the west—not because they can’t spread, but can’t go up. Loren, who was once buried alive by an avalanche under the cliffs on the west, has a deep understanding of this.
In other words, no matter how the enemy intends, he can only attack from north to south, from low to high; while the defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley are condescending, regardless of whether they actively attack or passively defend, they can take advantage. Absolutely favorable side.
This is the advantage of the defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley, and the disadvantage is obvious-troops.
Compared with the army of tens of thousands of monsters, the Defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley are pitifully small; not only that, even the imperial army that fought in the Blood Skeleton Valley in the past has never been like them, only trifling can’t. Thousands of people.
trifling ten thousand (forget it, Loren comforts himself so) strength, want to fight at least one hundred thousand, probably more than (it should be definitely more than) one hundred thousand monster army; although Byrne Knights are all It is generally believed that they will fight ten each, but such a huge disparity in strength is still worrying.
Normally, the side with superior terrain and fewer troops should adopt a defensive approach; but this battle is a bit special.
The enemy is not an ordinary person who will retreat due to huge casualties, not even creatures-in a sense, they can really only be called "toys"...Evil Toys in God's hands.
And the most powerful army of the Defender of the Blood Skeleton Valley is Knight from Byrne; if these elite heavy cavalry cannot be allowed to exert their true strength, it would be a waste of battle strength.
According to this change, Loren and the generals reworked the tactics of how to "guard the Valley of Blood Skeletons", or "as much as possible to annihilate more monsters before the arrival of reinforcements".
First of all, it cannot be said that the battlefield is limited to the gentlest slopes of the Blood Skeleton Valley-it is indeed the most suitable battlefield for Byrne Knight to exert his strength, but it is also destined to make the enemy swarm up.
“So, it’s not the ideal place for the Duke to engage with the monster army—at least, it’s not the only place.”
Looked towards Lanma with a ignorant expression with a smile.
Lowe and the gloomy-looking Rigeler, Stormcaster count Glenwell said.
"If you are not in a decisive battle on a slope, where do you want to be?" Lan Malos scratched his head. He obviously attended the military meeting, but he really didn't understand the black hair wizard's plan other than what he should do. What is it.
"Not in a decisive battle on a slope...because there is simply no decisive battle." Baima Peak counted coldly and said, tiredly sighed: "The Duke’s plan to use the Valley of Blood Skeletons seems to be unobstructed, but in fact the terrain is broken and ever-changing. Divide and disintegrate the army of monsters that will only be swarming up, and annihilate them in layers!"
"Our fortress is set up at the highest point of the Blood Skeleton Valley Highlands, but that is just in case-as long as the war is on, the horn Fort Floating Void City can directly reach the top of Blood Skeleton Valley, and various projectile weapons erected on it can sweep the entire battlefield."
"This is one of them." Glenwell raised his right hand. Index finger: "The second is the imperial soldiers who are currently setting up Defensive Array fields on both sides of the Blood Skeleton Valley."
"Use condensed stones to build walls, dig trenches, and cooperate with the fortress on the top of the valley. Two more strongholds are needed to control the entire Blood Skeleton Valley; the initiative to attack, retreat, and turn in is ours; no matter where the cavalry appears in the valley, they can get support."
"Of course, the battlefield is still on Byrne Knight's body-rather, all the designs are designed to make the cavalry more formidable power and wipe out the most enemies with the least force."
Baima Peak count lowered his head and said: "Hussars and knight-errant knights can disperse the array and sweep away the divided enemies; and Byrne Knight will become the most powerful spearhead and spear tip, tearing the enemy to pieces."
"In short, it is not just for the Duke to guard the Valley of Blood Skeletons, not just guard the heights."
Storm Castle count said with a slight smile: "The entire Valley of Blood Skeletons is in his Under his control, it is his'fortress' and the battlefield for annihilating the army of monsters."
"The so-called defense not only prevents the enemy from passing, there is also the inability to "live through"...our duke, change The rules of the game of war have been violated."
Lamaros was stunned for a second, then "pu chi" laughed out loud.
"Aiya, dignified Stormcastle count, Torino's branch... When did you learn to shoot flattery?" Carefree's Lake City count looked at him provocatively:
"During the first roundtable meeting, you had a chance to replace him!"
Grenville was taken aback, looked at Lanma with a natural look, as if he didn't realize what he said. Los.
Rigeler on the side couldn't help but look sideways, glancing at the every move of the storm castle count.
"Replace?"
The smiling Ayton Grenwell has a funny expression:
"Only guys who don’t know Loren Torino at all, I thought he could be easily replaced by others-our duke is a record that has never been approached and will never be approached again, the existence of unique and unmatched...in various senses."
After that, ignore the two people who looked at each other in blank dismay. Stormcastle count raised his head and stared at the ceiling; as if his sight could penetrate the layers of bricks and beams, and saw the one standing on the top of the Floating Void City tower. That silhouette.
The battle is coming, that person...what will he be thinking about?
Grenwell thought curiously.
…………………………
"What are you thinking about?"
White golden hair and little dress hem The cold wind blows, making the young boy’s petite silhouette seem to be blown away at any time:
"The battle is coming, dear Loren...You are extraordinarily quiet."
"It's nothing...but everything that can be prepared is already prepared, no matter how worried it is, it's just worrying."
The indifferent black hair wizard didn't look back, and chuckled as if he was self-deprecating: " even more how what am I thinking...you don't know?"
Speaking, Loren raised his right hand like a stroke, and shook the "snake rune" under his wrist behind him.
A smile without guilt evokes the corner of Asriel's mouth.
Evil God mark... It was the symbol that Asriel left on Loren when the two met for the first time in the wild dog village-until Wimpal's vampire was eradicated (to be precise, it should be ' After taking the body'), Asriel also bound himself to Loren's spiritual palace.
In other words, the two people are now in a truly "live and die" relationship.
If Asriel is eliminated, Loren’s spiritual palace will collapse and become a vegetable, or even go crazy; and if Loren is killed, Asriel will...
will...return to him How was it when you were still in the wild dog village?
Thinking about it this way, it seems quite fair.
"Poor Asriel is worried because I know it." With a tender voice, the delicate but bloodless face of the young man showed a "worried" look:
"Although it is indeed the only option in case of a last resort, but facing the siege from those four nasty guys so soon-it is too dangerous, even for dear Loren, it is too dangerous."
"Lemantes, Govait, Luton, Diapo...Although the time has passed, their power has been severely weakened, and it is very difficult to maintain their own existence, but it does not mean that they are no longer a threat. "
"On the contrary, it is so dangerous because it is about to disappear. Even if it is to keep themselves alive, they will try their best. If you say..."
"You talk a lot today."
The black hair wizard whispered: "Usually I don't talk so much."
Blowing the tip of the hair gently, Asriel, with his little hand behind him, smiled indifferently.
"Where is...you are obviously dear Loren, you are so quiet."
"Are there?"
"Of course, if you are in In the past, you have started to think of ways to extract the information you want from poor Asriel-even if you pretend that you don’t have it, it’s probably just a tactic of trying to catch it, but this time..."
Moving, the blond boy dissipated in the cold wind, and in an instant he sat on the wall in front of Loren; he leaned out, his scarlet pupils and the black hair wizard looked at each other:
" You think you have expected everything, Asriel...don’t understand."
Don’t understand?
If in the past, Loren would probably regard this as a victory-let this always think about how to use himself, always use various means to make himself his "tool", like playing with people's hearts The guy is confused, no matter how he loses it, it feels like he has made a profit.
But now, he is still abnormally calm.
Looking at Asriel, who almost wrote "curiosity" on his face, Loren felt a moment of... calmness in his heart.
He once thought about why he would cross, why he would become the target of Evil God, why the guy who was exploited and betrayed and became the thorn in the eyes of others would be himself...
There should be a reason, right?
He also once thought about gaining strength, wealth, power, status... Even if he didn't say it, he still felt impossible in his heart, and Loren knew that he had thought about it.
Become a wizard, become a nobleman; have power, have wealth, gather a group of "loyal ministers" or "followers" who are willing to work for themselves, and become not just in name only, but also in reality "Successful", in control of everything, let whoever die will die, and whoever will live can live...
Become a "God"... He once had such thoughts.
Once.
After a moment of silence, Loren and Asriel looked at each other and chuckled in relief.
"Why, what?" The blonde boy's complexion startedled, and his expression was a little stiff with a not-so-good premonition.
"It’s nothing, you don’t have to worry about how much I know about your secrets-but before I came, I figured out something."
black hair wizard faintly As he said, the dark eyes somehow made Asriel a little hairy.
"I figured out...what?"
"I figured out..." Deliberately dragging the long tail sound, some black hair wizard who wanted to have fun looked at the blonde boy desperately Concealing his panic, sitting in a calm little appearance:
"Why do you always say...sorry, I can't tell you more."
Asriel trembled.
"How to say...I don't think you can predict the future, at least not now; I even think you may be playing a gamble." Loren sighed softly, "So every time you The behavior is not so much a guide, it is better to call it going."
The black hair wizard recalled the scene when the two met for the first time in the past.
Wild Dog Village, Wimpal Academy, vampire;
Deep Limburg, ancient wood forest, ogre;
Eboden, Holy Blood Elixir, Evil God Shell;
Giant dragon king city, four Evil God, second valve;
Martial Goddess, dwarf, Farnesis......
Think carefully, except for the few Secondly, Asriel took the initiative to expose his thoughts. In most cases, he did not really interfere with his own choices... Regardless of whether these choices were voluntary or voluntary.
He is just "assisting" himself-in his own way.
"So I'm thinking...why, because you must have your purpose in it. Impossible is for no reason." Looking at Asriel, Loren's expression was slightly restrained:
"So the reason I thought of is—no need."
"There is no need for excessive interference at all. As long as I walk this way safely and steadily, I... will be with you sooner or later. Meet and confront each other;"
"Why? Probably because I am a stranger, different from you... right?"
"Generally speaking to foreigners,' The locals' always show some vigilance and hostility; but you want to be friends with me, a stranger."
The blond boy bit his lower lip and lowered his head. Keep silent.
"So I decided to trust you."
After a while, Asriel suddenly looked up towards Loren.
"You..."
"Dear Asriel, I decided to trust you." Loren raised the corner of his mouth, but said every word very seriously:
"If I can fight for all my friends-Ayn, Isaac, Brandon, Charlotte... If I can fight for them, why can't I fight for you?"
" So I will win this war that determines my future destiny...for you, for our friendship; I also believe that you will keep your promise and give me what I have always wanted but never been able to get!"
Loren...
Looking at the black hair wizard with a firm expression, Asriel was truly stunned for the first time.
The scarlet pupils spread and then shrink, just like the instinctive reaction of any surprised "natural life" body-but all this shouldn't have appeared on the blond boy...Evil God .
Not far behind, a huge Void Power is approaching like a tide; a loud and short horn sounded from the peak of the Blood Skeleton Valley, making the defenders on the hillside still preparing for battle. Panic.
"Luo..."
Asriel, who woke up, just wanted to speak, but was held by the black hair wizard around his neck and pulled the thin body into his arms:
p>"Trust me...really believe me once, Asriel."
"After all, friends...are for mutual assistance!"