Chapter 1054
"Almost, it's time."
Under the lead gray sky, the lonely Xiong Yingwang muttered to herself.
Hundreds of thousands of monsters in the distance have covered the slopes of the Blood Skeleton Valley. They are spreading their wings in batches and continue to attack the Defensive Array of the Blood Skeleton Valley defenders on the east and west sides.
In order to ensure the "strength", the battle strength of these carrion demons has been reduced to the level where they can only walk; let alone fighting, the only thing they can do is to see the enemy and pounce on it. .
There are no armors and shields made of ice, not even weapons; these hundreds of thousands of carrion demon battle strength are really worrying, any militia can be killed effortlessly if they are one-on-one. Seven or eight.
But... so what?
If ten is not enough, then twenty, fifty, one hundred... As long as there are enough, the difference in individual strength is simply not important!
even more how Carrion demons are not human beings. They will not be afraid or fearful, and will not shrink back; just one command can make them swarm up like a flood.
Trifling less than ten thousand people dared to defend the Valley of Blood Skeletons, insisted on one day and one night, and repelled his own attacks several times, and even killed three Evil God apostles.
Amazing, terrific, not the imperial man who blocked his dear young son, Rodria Azores for a full month in Eboden;
Loren Torino and Byrne people... I will remember you, and I will let your family and country, from being obliterated in this world to the dregs, completely turned into scrolls and legends in ruins.
In this way, I express my utmost respect for your stupid bravery and smart wisdom...!
Xiong Yingwang's eyes are full of pleasure, that is the pleasure of watching "wise men fall into their own trap".
Smart people are stupid, because the smarter they are, the more they like to challenge their impossible things, and the more eager to create "miracles."
Xiong Yingwang also believes that if it is really a "war", this imperial man named Loren Torino may be able to win.
Unfortunately...it is not.
It is not a war, it is a blizzard, a sandstorm, a heavy thunderstorm, a landslide and a tsunami...it is a natural disaster!
It is the most high level invasion from one world to another world!
Me, Xiong Yingwang of Azores is not like you think, I am playing the war game of "one country attacking another country" with you.
I don’t want your wealth, don’t care about your culture, don’t intend to enslave your people, I... don’t even hate you, don’t despise you.
I... just want to destroy you and kill you all.
So, Honorable Loren Torino, you, your subjects, and loyal warriors... are destined to die here.
Thinking of Xiong Yingwang here, his expression has been slightly reduced. The plan has reached this step. He does not think that the empire on the opposite side can change anything-the Evil God apostle and the skeleton giant dragon that were released in advance have already been ensured The enemy is impossible to threaten himself by any means.
"If I were you, I would not let down my vigilance so quickly-this old-fashioned drama has been staged countless times in the past millennia."
Bo... The mean "Ender" coldly said in Xiong Yingwang's ears.
"Really?" Xiong Yingwang, who was slightly smiled, turned his gaze to the heights of the Blood Skeleton Valley.
However, almost in the next second, his expression suddenly became cold, and his pupils suddenly contracted as if he had sensed something.
The faintly discernible sneer of the "Ender" echoed in my ears.
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"You, do you plan to rush directly in front of the enemy's commander like this?!"
The lake city count Lanmaros who finally came to understand looked at the black hair wizard with shock; the other's expression seemed to tell him that this was not at the worst thing.
"Yes."
"Just you?!"
"Just me."
Lanma Los Count was shocked by speechless, and White Horse Peak Count Rigeler on the side was even more stunned.
The Floating Void City was destroyed, the two-line battle plan failed, and there was no reinforcement...At this point, even the brave as a Byrner should consider retreating, but this Duke...
"My plan failed. All failed. The enemy is stronger than we thought." A smile appeared on the face of the black hair wizard: "If you continue to fight like this, I am afraid that the entire army will be wiped out. One end."
"Accordingly, it's time to retreat..."
The frowned Baima Peak was count nodded, and when he wanted to say something, he saw Loren Torino rush forward. One step, he opened his mouth to steal.
"But!"
The black hair wizard's eyes burned, as if there was something burning in his pupils: "I'm not going to leave like this, if I'm not going to admit defeat in such embarrassment— —Yes, admitting failure also requires courage; so I plan to use the last fight to save my mistakes."
"What about you?!"
Facing those eyes , Regrel couldn't help being shocked.
Loren raised his eyes and looked towards the cavalry behind him.
"Imperial people, we have no reinforcements and no way out." The black hair wizard continued to roar in a deep voice: "Now, there is only one way to end this monster invasion..."
"Through the battlefield, find the culprit of this monster invasion, and kill it!"
"I plan to do this, but I don't force any of you-because I promised you I’ll take you home, and I’ll do what I say."
"This time is won but never returned. It is possible that none of them will be able to return. It may even be just a meaningless reckless act, so …If you think about it, follow me by yourself!"
Thousands of people, the spreading cavalry phalanx, absolute silence.
Lonely, Loren walked to the front, turned on his horse, raised the "Dawn" sword with one hand, and pointed it under the mountain valley suddenly.
At the moment he charged ahead, a loud horn sounded behind him.
"Woo——————!!!!!!"
"Cavalry——, array——!"
The horn blew, one side Another battle flag fluttered in front of the formation, and the Byrne Knights, who lined up in close rows, placed their shields in front of them, and raised their flags and guns high.
Rigeler count clenching his teeth, Lanmalos count with excitement...not just them, almost all the Bynes and Boyans suddenly filled with some kind of extreme excitement on their faces. look.
In an instant, the multi-colored swallowtail flag stood upright in the cold wind of ice and blood.
Hunting and hunting, like a sea of flowers.
"Cavalry——, attack——!"
Thousands of horses’ hooves slammed into the snow at the same time, followed by one side after another. After a hunting battle flag, they lined up in a neat line and rushed down the hillside.
Great earthquake tremor!
Lines of cavalry, like a straight "horizontal line", rolled up the white snow behind the black hair wizard, rushed down from the high ground, and rushed toward the surging carrion frenzy.
Xiong Yingwang was completely stunned when he saw thousands of cavalry lined up in a row, rushing down the gentle slope covered by snow.
They...what are they doing, mass suicide?
Or do these empires really believe that with a single charge, they can penetrate hundreds of thousands of monsters and kill themselves?
Are you crazy? !
"How?" The mean "Ender" said with a sneer in his ears: "You were still feeling dispirited just now, and you have the chance to win, do you feel a little threat?"
"Stranded Beast's Struggle." Xiong Yingwang narrowed her eyes, staring at the "white line" falling from the high ground, showing her disapproval.
"Stranded Beast's Struggle?"
Evil God Diabo still sneered.
"Yes, because apart from this has no reinforcements, and they don’t have the power to fight again, besides being wiped out, is there a second end?"
"Otherwise Do you really think those empires can cut through the slopes covered with hundreds of thousands of carrion demons and stand in front of me intact?" Xiong Yingwang asked rhetorically.
"Not to mention that there is snow everywhere on the gentle slope, and those cavalrymen will die half of the battle before they rush down the mountain! Even if they can survive smoothly, they will smoothly escape from thousands of carrion demons. Tearing a path, smoothly blocking the carrion demon who leaped at them after tearing the front line..."
"The guy who survived last can still have enough power to block my blade. "
lightly snorted, Xiong Yingwang shook his head.
"If I were you, I would not have been so confident." Lemantes, the "dead man", sighed: "If that Loren Torino could be recognized by'his', Can defeat my apostle, and steal the most precious treasure of the giant dragon from the'Black Cross' in front of one's eyes......"
"The ones you just said may not seem to him. It's difficult."
The voice fell, and Xiong Yingwang's expression was a bit ugly.
"Bang————!"
There was no screaming and no wailing. The carrion demons who were knocked over by the black hair wizard running wild on the ground immediately shattered, Those who "lucky" avoided were directly cut in half by the "Dawn" sword.
Loren, who rushed down from the high ground, didn’t even look at it. He lay directly on the saddle and raised the "Dawn" on one side. The Mithril sword turned into a whistling "afterimage". Smash all the carrion demons who touched it to pieces.
There is no need to think about it at all, or even take a look, just rush down, he can kill hundreds of monsters, easier than in Silverhelm Mountain.
The only thing that is similar is that he still has to make a bloody path among countless enemies...
"Go ahead, keep up with the Duke! Go ahead, and we will win this battle!"
A grumpy roar came from behind the black hair wizard, waving a flag and a gun. Lan Malos count has arrived.
"We will be famous all over the world, and our family will be famous all over the world! The people of the whole empire will owe us a great favor, and they will be deeply grateful to us for a hundred years!"
"Long live the empire——————!!!"
The Byrne Knights shouted uniformly, and the Boye Hussar warriors who followed closely from behind made this shout even more. A bit more enthusiastic, holding the scimitar high and wanting to dance.
"Boom————————!!!"
With one after another golden red meteor falling across the sky, the thunderous cracking sound once again With the beautiful "flowers" blooming in the Valley of Blood Skeletons, the rolling tongue of fire will consume the carrion demons who are still rushing to the heights frantically.
"Immediately organize more manpower to move all the remaining alchemy bombs and ignitors in Floating Void City!"
On the hillside position to the west, Dalton · Kander Temporarily "snatched" the command of Rage Castle count Eckert: "All soldiers, all help move the ballistas and trebuchets, aim them directly below the mountains, open the way for the cavalry, and open the way for your duke!"
Legion soldiers in a hurry, just like a group of brats who just got new toys; apart from fiddling with them, they don’t know how to use these sophisticated projection weapons. The engineers who can actually use them are already in the past Disintegrated in the battle, almost killed.
"Ayin, I'll leave it to you here." Dalton turned his head and looked towards the little wizard who seemed a little silent in the past due to the death of Harimvan Ashamai.
He knew that his apprentice was desperately suppressing his pain, but he also didn't have much time: "The dwarves with Silver Helmet Mountain, command the soldiers to use ballistas to cover the cavalry as much as possible."
When the voice fell, he did not take another look at the smaller wizard, but turned his gaze to the other youngster, who was lying beside the ballista, covered in bruises: "Can you still fight?"
Lu Sien, who was clenching his teeth and twitching cheeks, did not answer. He nodded desperately and looked towards Dalton with those silver-gray pupils.
"Then recover as soon as possible and stand up." Dalton's gaze is also tenacious: "Loren Torino...now you need your strength very much!"
"Boom————— ———!!!”
The roar of explosion one after another played in front of the charging cavalry, and the golden red firelight like a meteor is like a banner, uninterrupted from the cavalry charging. Cross over the array.
As if where they charge, these terrifying meteors will fly where.
"This is hell, this is the hell promised by the Holy Cross to sinners!"
The complexion pale Regrel screamed, and the saber in his hand slashed continuously. : "Crazy, all crazy, we are charging towards hell!"
"No, we are marching towards hell!" Lanmalos count shouted loudly, broken saber He threw it away and replaced it with an ancestral lance: "We are sweeping hell in the name of the Holy Cross!"
"A difference?!" Regrel looked ugly, wishing for a sword. Strike at him.
"Of course there is a difference-because we are not going to die, we will become the conquerors of hell. All demons and ghosts will be acknowledged allegiance under the banner of Byrne Knight's cavalry and dovetail!"
"You mean under the horseshoe of the dead?!"
"No, because we will definitely survive, because we are marching with the duke; even if we die, the duke promised to bring We went home!"
Rigrel felt that he couldn’t explain the stubborn madman beside him, but he couldn’t help retorting:
"You madman, Don’t you understand? If you continue like this, all of us will be dead, dead. Understand—the Duke takes us to perish together with the enemy, we have to die, and the Duke has to die too! It's dead! It's dead!"
"Understood!" Lan Malos grinned:
"Since we are all dead anyway, let us do it before we die. Take a drive!"