Chapter 1159
"Oh...this surprise is really...what a surprise."
Took a deep breath, the little Prince with his shoulders collapsed with a helpless expression. He hummed a few times.
And the generals around him are not so "comfortable"...death silence, really dead silence.
Literally.
Not only because Eugen, the "secret weapon" was killed, but with the rejuvenation of morale by Byrne Legion, the right wing of the Azores elven army is about to collapse!
Compared with the middle road and the left wing, the right wing near the Gem River cannot put down too many troops due to terrain factors. The warrior leaders of the Azores do not want to meet force with Byrne Knight on this open ground. with force ——Several bloody battles can prove that the cost of blocking Knight's charge is too heavy, and the gain is not worth the loss.
So when arranging the battlefield, even Rodria Azores tended to lean heavily on the other two battlefields. The right wing prepared a large number of fortifications to ensure that they would not be byin when they retreated. Knight chased him down.
And now... nearly two-fifths of the right-wing casualties, the most important, a large number of elite warriors who acted as commanders, fell in the raid by Eugen and Byrne Knight, the establishment collapsed, and the fundamentally impossible organization was effective. Defense.
The only way is to mobilize the reserve army.
This is unbelievable... In the eyes of the wizard warriors, it should be the empire that has been retreating in the mid-line battlefield steadily, and the empire, which is almost defeated on the left, mobilized the reserve army first... As a result, it was unable to withstand it, but it was itself. ?
But this also means that the Azores will become the first party to mobilize the reserve army on the battlefield; Scales of Victory has begun to lean towards the empires.
Absurd, ridiculous...but it is a cruel reality.
We...the Azores...the righteousness of life and death...the hope of reviving the royal court...
It's going to be... over?
Depressed, unwilling, angry, desperate, sorrow, pain... In the silent and silent atmosphere, the expressions of the warrior leaders are wonderful.
Roderia Azores chuckled twice, frowning slightly.
Even at the moment Eugen was killed, he was just helplessly laughed-it's better to say that Eugen was killed is what should have happened, and at first did not intend to let him survive. Acceptable range.
A madman, wild beast, can keep the weakest right wing in front of Byrne Legion for so long... it's enough to make money back.
What really made him feel a trace of panic was Brandon Desalion who hadn't done anything on the other side.
"Obviously, the winning ticket is already in hand..."
He knows very well that the "His Royal Highness" opposite... should be your Majesty now... is almost the same type of character as himself, he impossible Not thinking about a comeback, it is even more impossible to look at the victory that is close at hand and leave it alone.
Can such a person endure...only it could be a bigger turnaround, a bigger turnaround.
What is he expecting? !
Loren · Torino …what the hell is he going to do? !
"How is the situation in the king's court?" The little elf Prince turned his head back without warning, and asked an elf warrior behind him.
"We are accelerating the speed of clearance. According to the information from the port guards, half of the empires who invaded the royal court have been wiped out!"
The wizard warrior stepped forward and replied: "The rest The invaders have also been exposed, and the opponent's resistance is very strong. The royal guards are organizing more troops in the city to encircle and suppress them."
"Really?"
The little Prince who got the reply. Slightly smiled, the anxiety in my heart has become stronger.
"His Royal Highness, if it really doesn't work..." A warrior leader stood up and hesitated:
"Now the enemy in the city is about to be wiped out, and the frontal battle has not yet been won. Negative...or else, try to see if you can make peace with the Empires?"
"Peace talk?!"
Roderia's eyes lit up, as if he had heard something unexpected It's like a good thing.
"Yes, peace talks...As long as the imperials are promised to withdraw from the gem river area, pay some price, and ensure that they only occupy Eboden and the surrounding territory, as long as the other party understands how much it will cost to continue the fight, There should be a chance..."
"Yes, why didn't I expect! We can negotiate!" The ecstatic little Prince, the elf, didn't wait for the warrior to finish, and happily hit Broken Road:
"Although we destroyed their ocean-going fleet and captured their most important port city; but it doesn’t matter, because we also paid a heavy price!"
"Although we killed their emperors-oh, it seems that there are still two-but it doesn't matter, because my respected Royal Father, the great Xiong Yingwang also fell in the Arctic Icefield, everyone is the same!"
"Although we killed the imperial emperor's Uncle and looted most of Sackland and outside the Imperial Capital city; but this is not a problem. Haven't we changed it to them now?!"
"Although we once captured Lotaire and killed Duke Lotaire; but what's wrong with this, anyway, that guy is just the lord of a small remote country, impossible impossible to be so ignorant of current affairs, right?"
"So, the peace talks are really good! It's really very good, how can I didn't expect, thank you so much!"
Everything the ecstatic little Prince said , The cold sweat on the face of the elf warrior was even more, when Rodria slapped him on the shoulder happily, the burly figure even trembled and almost fell.
Fear filled his heart, overflowing from his pupils.
The little elven Prince also gradually reduced his joy, leaving only a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"When the first Azores set foot on this land, we and the Empire were already in an irreconcilable relationship... Your Excellency." Rodría coldly said:
"When the battle arrives at this step, either we will defeat them, drive straight into the Imperial Capital Golovin, retake the Eagle Fortress and the Deep Forest Fort west, and open the passage to the Mist Moon Court...the Azores will have a revival. Hope."
"So don’t let me hear what you say about'peace talks'...Peace is a toy for the victors. The only peace can only be the peace that I personally bestow on the empire, you understand ?"
"Ming, understand!"
"If you understand then, what should I do next?"
"Here, I will lead five thousand The reserve army responds to the right wing and maintains the line... Your Highness?"
"Maintain the line? no no no...That would be too wrong for you, I will give you a more important task." The little Prince, the fairy, raised his mouth:
"Take your warrior back to the city immediately and encircle the imperial people in the city. If it doesn't work... Find a way to destroy the tunnels occupied by them and bury them alive...understand?"
"...Observe, follow orders!"
"Very good."
The fairy little Prince, whose smile disappeared, turned his gaze back to the battlefield in front of him.
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"pu!"
The moment the long knife ripped the gray pupil's shoulder, the wizard warrior's right shoulder There was also a blood stain at the same location;
This is...weak spot!
Without paying any attention to the pain, Lucien with his eyes wide open pierced the elf warrior's neck with a short sword.
The sword edge raised, and his head fell to the ground.
He was panting, letting blood seep into his eyes without stopping, and stepping on the piled corpses under his feet, suddenly surrounded by enemies like an ominous beast.
Relying on this almost desperate dismissal, the spiritual pressure of the female spirit behind him is greatly reduced, and it only needs to be protected by Albert's side.
Even so, the female elves who have been fighting continuously are already covered in sweat, and her sore muscles make her almost unable to hold the gun. Every attack and resistance is like an instinctive reaction of the body.
Both of them have reached their limits.
But there are more and more enemies, and they begin to use their numerical advantages to form a blockade network. Little by little compresses the space they can move around; every battle evolves into a decisive battle in a moment, with a sharp blade and a spear point. The distance between becomes the distance between life and death.
There is no fight, no dodge, every time is a life and death fight.
As the most stressed and bloody Lucien...he can almost clearly feel that his body is undergoing some irreversible change.
That's the "change" that has already begun since the Battle of the Centaur, and has only recently become obvious.
The sight in front of me seems to have completely melted, and I can no longer hear any sound in my ears, and my sore muscles are even unconscious... Such a dying self is entirely dependent on instinct and Asriel's gift The evil Power of God is fighting.
The gray pupil boy knows very well that sooner or later he will continue to do this...no, it will soon be completely swallowed and corroded by Asriel's power, and become something no different from the Evil God apostle.
I will lose my freedom, lose my qualifications to be a person, become a puppet and a tool called by Asriel, and even become the cornerstone of his strength when he needs it... Or to put it another way, this was originally Asriel’s Purpose.
But...such a result, I already knew it, right?
From the time I accepted this power, I knew that there would be such a day; but in order to catch up with Lord Loren and not be left behind and become a burden, I still did... nothing The complaint was done.
With self-deprecating chuckles, the gray-pupil who let the blade ripped his shoulders turned around, and the sword edge of "force impact" swept to both sides, and the invisible "air wave" would sneak attack The wizard warrior cut into two pieces.
With the power of the "Blood Wail" warrior, theoretically he can continue to fight like this before the Void Power is exhausted, but in fact...even if it is all exhausted, the Evil God left by Asriel The mark will still seep into the power continuously, allowing him to continue fighting.
So, what else is there to be afraid of?
"Come on!"
The gray-eyed teenager, who was covered in blood and exposed his upper body, opened his arms, holding a sword to block the charging wizard warrior's way: "Come and kill Me!"
"Kill me, or be killed by me, come and try!"
The indifferent elves and warriors are completely remaining unmoved and face doesn't change. Pounced on Lu Sien.
Yes, that's it...
The gray-eyed teenager with a sneer at the corner of his mouth gently moved the trap that he had stepped on on the soles of his feet-with two tied on it. Alchemy bomb... the last two.
As long as the detonation occurs as soon as the enemy approaches, you can kill half of the enemies in one breath and seal the tunnel...Although it can only block one direction, it can also gain a lot of time.
As for myself... it was never the first thing that Lucien considered.
The sharp blade approached, and the gray-pupil who slowly leaned forward made a counterattack posture, and the gray blue pupils flashed with endless killing intent.
Five steps, four steps, three steps...
Now!
"clang!"
The sharp lance rushed to block the blade that pierced Lusien at the last moment, and the female elf who rushed to rush to rush before the alchemy bomb exploded. Tugging at his collar for a moment, at the same time he leaped back.
"Boom——!"
The bursting flames blasted the tunnel, and the wind wave knocked the two out and fell heavily to the ground.
ka-cha!
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and the female elf clenched her brows, staring at her right arm that was hit by the falling rock. It was obvious that her bones were broken, and the wound on her forearm was completely cracked. Open, I still didn't feel the slightest pain.
"What are you doing?!"
Lose lying on the ground was furious.
"Save your little life!"
The female elf is even more angry than him, she grabs Lucien's hair and lifts him up: "Look at yourself, do you know Knowing that you’re going to die!"
"I can’t die!"
"I’m going to die soon!"
"So what, I can Kill them all!"
The red-eyed Lucien glared at the female elf and roared, her body soaked in blood trembling unceasingly, her hands holding the sword raised, as if to prove What: "You, do you know what a great opportunity to miss!"
"Now we are only blocking them temporarily, and we will still be besieged for a while. We can't hold on for long, understand? "!"
"I don't understand!" The female elf stared and pushed him back: "Can you kill all the Azores outside?!"
"This Apart from them, there are hundreds of thousands, nearly a million Azorean elves, can you kill them all by yourself, can you—if you can, what are you waiting for?!"
"I..."
"You can't do it! I can't do it, Loren can't do it, no one can do it, that's why we have to take risks here, and we have to suffer here. It’s hard to persevere!" The female elf looked at him:
"I don’t know how willing you are to die for Loren, but you have to live even for him, understand?!"
>Lu Sien, who was pulled by his hair, stared blankly, and didn't react for a while—through childhood, only father and Yuli Wiertz had reprimanded him like this, and he didn't react for a while.
The slightly frowning female elf tugged at his hair and slightly hardened: "What do you want to say, understand?!"
"Ah! I understand, I understand... …"
"Boom——————!!!"
There was another loud noise, from top to bottom, the whole tunnel trembled.
The two barely stood still before they could figure out the direction of the vibration. They felt a huge, indescribable sense of oppression, as if it were substance, coming from the end of the tunnel.
"This, what's going on? What happened?!"
Compared with a blank face, the female elf who doesn’t know what’s going on, astonished Luz Well stared wide-eyed, unspeakable fear gushes from deep in one's heart.
This kind of power, he has actually experienced from a person a long time ago...twice.
Seyol...
Black Cross!