Chapter 1111
like a hot knife through butter!
When the Byrne phalanx Legion outside the earth wall followed the Golden Lion battle flag on the black background, the breakthrough Azores elves desperately resisted, destroying the Mucha and rushing into the battlefield, this is Luz The only vocabulary in my mind.
As the center line was broken through, first the Azorean elves on the periphery began to "collapse and disintegrate" and "flee from all sides"; and the backline troops that felt the pressure immediately experienced morale problems and began "Fleeing across the board", even the elf warrior surrounded by two wings had to retreat.
Of course, these all are greatly exaggerated.
Because the elf warrior on the periphery was defeated by the defense line, but after trying to resist to no avail, he gradually moved to the two wings and left the battlefield; and the enemies on the inside saw the emergence of the Golden Lion battle flag on the black background. Later, he took the initiative to get out of the war and evacuated backwards in an orderly manner.
But in the eyes of Byrne Knights, that is not a style at all-it must be, and it must be that the enemy was defeated by our fierce assault!
Otherwise, why did the Azores run away watching the wind when the Golden Lion on the black background appeared? Why did the enemy retreat as soon as he heard the cry of "Long live the Black Duke" without even resisting?
This is precisely because I was shocked by the military power of my dignified Byrne Knight, the power of the Duke!
Looking at the elf warrior desperately "fleeing", the Byrne Knights roared with excitement like chicken blood, cow blood, or elephant blood, tightly. Follow behind the black hair wizard waving the battle flag.
The Duke...Lord Loren, is he actually leading the charge? !
When he saw Loren Torino wielding a battle flag with a large sword on his shoulder, Lu Sien was shocked that he couldn't even close his chin.
"What's your expression?"
The blood-stained Ramaros struggled to pull out the long spear from the corpse of the wizard warrior, foul-mouthed ashes. The young pupil yelled: "The Duke charges first, count second, Knight second, attendant second... This is Byrne's tradition for hundreds of years, hundreds of years. It is said that we have done this since the time when we rebelled against the dwarves. "
"This is glory, responsibility, and obligation...He is a Duke, so he should do it!"
"But he has injuries!"
Regarding the secret between Loren and the Second Valve, Lu Sien clearly cannot disclose it to anyone, although he feels that it may not make much sense to explain to the Duke:
"Lord Loren is here The injury from the Battle of the Blood Skeleton Valley is still not healed. He is weaker than ever before; it is possible that any stronger elf warrior may hurt him!"
"Then you should stand beside him, little fellow!" Face doesn't change Lake City count turned his head and stared at the gray-eyed boy very seriously: "You are his guard, his sword and shield, To protect him from getting hurt, this is the glory you have to bet on to save your life, isn’t it, why are you still standing here now?!"
"I...I have to stay because of which idiot. The one here?!" Laughed heartily Lan Malos didn’t answer his question at all, dashing his long spear with his hands, rushing towards the silhouette of the battle flag; not to be outdone The gray-eyed boy spit, and the thin silhouette closely followed.
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"pu ——!"
The angry elf warrior swung his knife and pierced Loren The chest was stopped by the horizontal sword just before, and it was slashed open at the same time as it fell;
The black hair wizard who raised the sword with one hand was in the surprised and angry gaze of the opponent. , Swept the big sword across his torso; the blood-stained field of vision did not look at the corpse lying on the ground, and continued to breakthrough forward.
Sure enough... I'm still a bit uncomfortable.
Feeling the power from the big sword, the black hair wizard chuckled.
When I arrived at Wimpal Academy for the first time and learned the first "high-level curse" in my life to transcend perception, this special power will accompany myself from start to finish-battle , Killing, judging... I am so accustomed to and familiar with this power, in a sense, I even become a part of my body.
No, it's a part of one's own body-I've long been used to the vision strengthened by "transcendence perception", the flames of Torino fire, and the "death now" that turns defeat into victory at a critical moment.
Because of this habit, Loren himself felt a trace of trepidation and fear when he was told that he could no longer use the spell, and even began to consider a more cautious approach.
Loren even forgot that from the first day he set foot on this road destined to fight with others, curse and Void Power were never his first choices.
The sword in hand and the instinct and skill of fighting for life are the first choices!
"...Magic is never the best way to kill, at least not the most efficient..."
Only when Void Power cannot be used, Loren really understands that Dalton · Kander back then What is the meaning of the sentence.
Never, never regard means as the prerequisite for everything; the prerequisite for judging whether a person is a wizard is not whether he will be a high-level curse, but his way of behavior.
"The Duke of Byrne, the imperial man holding the battle flag is the Duke of Byrne—!"
"The Duke of Byrne, he is here!"
"Stop him and kill him!"
"Long live your Highness Rodria——!"
After detecting the existence of the black hair wizard, he was still in order The retreating elf warriors yelled with excitement, turning and rushing like a pack of hungry wolves.
His Royal Highness Rodría’s mortal enemy, the enemy that even the chief warrior of the Royal Court could not kill, appeared on the battlefield in a magnificent manner, and was still the forefront? !
If the two armies are facing each other in the past, the elves of course understand that even the chief of the court can kill an enemy, and they are definitely not opponents-but the current situation is that the number of their own is far higher than the enemy.
He piles up, and can pile him up!
"Byrners, defend your Duke——!"
The same excited Byrn Knights rushed up from the two wings, and threw their lives at the warrior who turned around and hit the warrior; but with strength The inferiority above cannot be blocked by courage, and the one-sided pursuit has once again become chaotic.
"Clang——!"
The big sword collided with the Azores long knife, and the elf warrior could not stand up to the piercing noise, almost as soon as he retreated. I found out that I had made a fatal mistake-that I wielded a one-handed sword and pulled a distance in front of a tall, two-handed sword, which is simply bring about one's own destruction.
"pu ——!"
The big sword pierced through the chest of the elf warrior, and Loren's raised arm ripped the gap from his arm; from the right shoulder and half of the torso The gushing plasma opened behind the elf's corpse like wings, and blocked the elf warrior's vision.
In an instant, the second elf warrior, who didn’t see what had happened, was smashed to the top of his skull by a head-on sword; the black hair wizard, who didn’t even look at it, stood directly against his corpse. , The whistle of tearing the air sounded in his ears.
A torrent of rain broke through the air, and the corpse of the elf warrior whose head was smashed violently trembled a few times; when the stunned elf warrior found that his arrows were all shot on the corpse of the robe, it was too late NS.
"He is still alive, I don't have..."
The whistling black shadow interrupted him.
"pu ——!"
The wizard warrior pierced by the big sword flew out, and the corpse was hung in the air and nailed to the ground.
The black hair wizard who drew the blood-stained sword and waved the battle flag continued on.
"Byers, attack————!!!"
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" Oh — great, great, it took less than a quarter of an hour to break through the last line of defense, as expected, Loren Torino!"
On the one-sided battlefield of Empire Avenue, the excited little Prince even threw down his wine glass, and even clapped his hands in excitement: "It's really exciting... Sure enough, the game still has to compete with evenly matched guys." It's interesting to get up; don't you think, the chief prince of the Royal Court?!"
The elated little Prince turned his eyes to the blindfolded elven girl, looking forward to the answer from the other party.
However, the expressionless Lori Zade had no intention of flattering.
"His Royal Highness, Loren Torino and Byrne's army are about to break through the last line of defense." The elf girl reminded me plainly: "If you don't do anything, it will only be a matter of time before the formation is broken."
"Really, as always, cautious, so cautiously you will lose a lot of fun."
"Fun...is a kind of interest?"
"No no no …no, fun is… er, can also be regarded as synonymous with interest… huh? Or is it a completely different thing, it should not be a concept... Hey, Lori, you really mentioned one that made me feel It’s a headache!"
"Sorry, it was impolite."
"No, no, you’re right... If you keep on going like this, our guests will have to Take the initiative to come home." Little Elf Prince waved his hand, and his smile became more and more playful:
"As a master, you must prepare before the guests come to visit... right? Don’t worry, I’ve just been there. I'm ready, now I just need to give an order and then-Loren Torino, he will know what the'surprise' I left him is."
"But..." The fairy girl slightly scowled Eyebrow: "Our warriors have not evacuated from the battlefield. They shouldn't organize a retreat before they do it..."
"In that case, Loren Torino will definitely be aware of it, definitely!"
The elven little Prince, whose complexion changed suddenly, coldly interrupted. He was still in a gentle tone, but it was full of murderous aura that could not be concealed:
"To face Loren · For terrifying enemies like Torino, a certain degree of casualties must be unavoidable, right? In order to ensure the success of the plan, small sacrifices are within the allowable range, right? In order to defeat such a powerful enemy, those sacrificed warriors must know The truth is definitely understandable, right? Huh?!"
The expressionless elf girl was silent for a long time while squeezing the long knife in her arms tightly.
"...yes."
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When the last warrior is left to restrain Byrne Legion’s attack After falling under Knight's gun, the battle on Empire Avenue came to an end.
The enemies on the two wings have completed their evacuation, and only a handful of Azorean remnants who are on the verge of disintegration standing in front of Byrne Legion are unable to retreat because they are entangled by the Byrne Knights. , Still put up a desperate struggle in order to survive.
The main formation of the Azores elves on Imperial Avenue is already in sight.
The terrified Lucien panted, nervously lifts the head, and finally relaxed when he saw that Loren, who was not far away, was still unharmed.
Fortunately, at least Lord Loren didn’t...
"How, a little fellow who always thinks too much!" With a smug tone, he was also out of breath An angry Lanmalos rushed up immediately, grinning: "I told you, it's our only chance to crush the enemy head-on, don't you think this is a success?"
"It's a coincidence!" Coldly snorted, the gray-eyed boy who is still worried is staring at the back of the black hair wizard, and the surroundings stopped charging, and the Byrne Knights who began to rectify and assembled blocked him. Sight:
"If the enemy is not retreating too hurriedly, if it is not for Lord Loren to appear in time, if... in short, it’s just a big luck, there is no convincing at all!"
"Even more how the enemy retreated very quickly, and the main force hardly suffered too much loss. We still have to figure out how to break through the last line of defense of our line-this is not a victory at all, at best it is just... eh?!"
The gray-eyed boy who still wanted to continue to refute suddenly raised his head and stared at up ahead.
"What's the matter?" The slightly frowning Lanmaros glanced at Lucian, who seemed to be hit by an arrow: "What kind of ghost expression is yours?"
"I don't know, I don't know, but... there is indeed a strong void response coming from the opposite side." Lucien lost one's head out of fear and kept shaking his head: "Impossible, these long ears must be Are you crazy?"
"Crazy, what the hell is the situation?" Lan Malos, with a look of anger, knocked Lucian on the shoulder with the back of the knife: "Make it clear, did you see What's the matter?"
The reaction of Lucien, who turned around suddenly, made him startled.
"Don't worry about what it is, let the warriors disperse, and then all get down!" The gray-eyed boy yelled at him with a strong pressure on his anxiety:
"I'm not sure if it is, but if it is, then it's done!"
The strong void reaction, Lucien only had similar feelings on one thing in memory—invented by Isaac Kyauk lightsaber.
If I remember correctly, that thing has hit a full two kilometers away!
The Byrne Knights who did not react, still assembled in the command of the officers, took up the shields and long spear, formed a tight formation in the center of the not-so-wide Empire Avenue, in front The rows form a layered shield wall.
Lanmalos, who didn’t know what was posted, could only organize the soldiers to evacuate around according to his experience-but originally in order to chase the enemy, the establishment of Byrne Legion has been completely disorganized; and this Even on the narrow Empire Avenue, he was not allowed to evacuate the formation too much.
A trace of despair flashed in Lucien's eyes.
It's over, it's all over.
Dense narrow formations, straight vertical battlefields...
The enemy only needs to prepare a dozen launchers at the forefront of the queue to watch, Byrne Legion...
The whole army will be wiped out!