My Magic Age

Not long after the construct knights of the North Wind Legion entered the northern part of the Green Valley Jungle, a cool breeze suddenly blew in the sultry jungle, blowing away the faint mist in the forest.

Not long after, a light rain suddenly fell from the sky. The raindrops hit the leaves of the tree canopy overhead, making a thin and dense sound.

The rain was not heavy, and it did not affect the normal march of the knights. The knights rode their horses under the shade of a large tree. Big drops of rain fell from the top of the trees, and the raindrops fell on the magic pattern armor and shattered into pieces.

The bark of the trees in the dense forest was covered with green moss. As the war horse entered the dense forest, it began to appear a little restless.

The construct knights lined up in a long line and moved forward on the winding forest path. Horse hooves stepped on the muddy path, and muddy water splashed on the trees on both sides.

These strongest war horses in the north are not adapted to the hot and humid climate of the Hierro plane. The construct knights lifted their masks, took off their black iron helmets and hung them on their saddles. Almost everyone's face was covered with sweat, and their hair changed. Gotta be wet.

Five thousand retinues led the mules behind the team. These mules carried a large amount of supplies on their backs. The retinues wore mail vests, hard-armored leather trousers, and long cowhide boots on their feet. They led the mules on the road. On a muddy road.

This sudden rain made the construct knights feel a little bit cool, letting the raindrops falling sparsely from the top of the trees hit their faces.

A construct knight riding on horseback felt the coolness of the raindrops. Just as he was about to take off his armor, his arm was whipped by Count Desmond. He withdrew his arm with a grin and looked at Desmond with some embarrassment. Count Mondstadt, the sultry weather made two flushes appear on his cheeks.

"Don't forget to abide by the knight's discipline!" Earl Desmond whispered to the knight.

Kalancso, who was at the front of the team, ordered the orc warriors to speed up their march.

This rain will extinguish the poisonous wall in the center of Green Valley. The last barrier of the Yero natives will disappear soon because of this rain. The spider army in the south of the poisonous fog will directly enter the central area and hide. The Gilda tribe within the Wall of Toxic Mist will face a life-or-death battle.

The great wizard of the Gilda tribe is determined not to retreat, and will coexist and die with the ancient trees of the Green Valley Jungle.

I came to a giant tree, jumped off the horse, pressed one hand on the moss-covered trunk, closed my eyes and felt the spiritual network between the tree spirits, and my perception spread along with the spiritual network. Go deep into the green valley forest.

I saw the mushrooms in the wall of poisonous mist being soaked by the rain, and the poisonous spores were dissipating little by little in the light rain.

A large number of spider warriors were waiting silently outside the wall of poisonous mist, soaked in the rain.

In the dark jungle, the wall of poisonous mist gradually faded away. The carapace of the spider warriors was soaked with rain and became cold and dark. They held black iron spears in their hands. Under the urging of the spider warriors behind them, they began to Trying to cross the wall of poisonous mist, thousands of spider warriors began to approach the wall of poisonous mist.

On the other side of the wall of poisonous mist, the dense forest is filled with indigenous people from the Gilda tribe and other tribes in the Green Valley dense forest. There are some animal traps set up in the forest area in front of these indigenous people, but these large animal traps are not suitable for powerful animals. The effect of the spider warriors was very limited. The dryads stood in the dense forest waiting for the spider warriors to pass through the wall of poisonous mist. The shadow of death hung over the heads of the indigenous warriors, and the jungle seemed particularly quiet.

The ancient war tree stands in the center of the dense forest, looking like a hill. The dense tree crown is like a big umbrella held up. It stands not too far behind the indigenous people and tree spirits.

You can feel the vitality emanating from the ancient war trees shrouding the Green Valley dense forest. It is an extremely huge halo of a lord, which seems to make the surrounding trees more vital.

The spiritual power continued to expand southward, and along the way it was discovered that a large number of Niburu spider-men were constantly flocking to the center of the dense forest, and a war was about to break out in the rain.

Earl Desmond rode his war horse and stopped beside me. His powerful aura scared the dryad to stop all his movements. His wise eyes fell on me and asked me: "What happened?"

At this moment, my consciousness is still stuck in the spiritual network of the dryad, and the shadows of Earl Desmond and I clearly appear in my mind. That world seems a bit unreal.

I withdrew my spiritual power from the spiritual net, took my hands off the trunk of the giant tree, raised my head and said to Count Desmond: "The battle has begun!"

Earl Desmond stretched out his hand, and a big raindrop hit his palm. He frowned slightly and asked me doubtfully: "You mean the wall of poisonous fog gradually disappears in the rain, waiting outside the wall of poisonous fog." Are the spider warriors’ predatory campaign against the Yero natives going to start again?”

I nodded.

He reached out and took out a map from his arms. The adjutant beside him immediately held up an umbrella behind him to prevent the rain on the top of the tree from getting the map wet.

While looking at the map, he asked me: "How long will it take before we get there?"

I thought for a moment and said to him: "At least we still have half a day to go!"

After entering the dense forest of Green Valley, the tree-lined road became much wider and the road surface was less muddy.

Earl Desmond said to me: "I guess you must have a way to communicate with the forest elves here, so that we can have such a smooth and thorn-free avenue?"

I rode on the ancient Bolai horse, walked side by side with him, and said to him: "They are not forest goblins, to be precise, they are the lords of this forest, the ancient tree elves, and the guardians of the Yero Aboriginal people. They are Because some of the ancient seals were unable to fight against the Niburu spider-men, I established a relationship with these ancient tree spirits, and it was because of a spider-man warlord that they dominated all the trees in the forest."

Earl Desmond asked me in surprise: "You mean, in order to fight back against the Niburu spider people this time, in addition to the Hierro indigenous allies, we also have allies from the ancient tree elves?"

"To be precise, they are all natives of the Hierro plane!" I looked at a tall tree next to me and waved to it.

This giant tree is a tree spirit that is more than a thousand years old. It takes about twenty warriors hand in hand to surround it.

Seeing me waving hello, this ancient tree spirit also waved its huge branches. Suddenly, it seemed as if a huge branch broke above its head, making a cracking sound like a tree cracking. A huge tree with one hand A large hand appeared in our field of vision, waving to me.

I said to Earl Desmond: "Look, this is an ancient tree spirit..."

Feeling that the dryad was transmitting some information to me through its spiritual power, I quickly let the information enter my spiritual sea. It turned out that there was a group of spider warriors ambushing in the forest ahead.

"Sorry, I don't know what to call it. It told me that there are a pair of spider warriors lurking in the dense forest not far ahead." I said.

Seeing that I didn't make any move, Earl Desmond asked me with some surprise: "Are you going to remind your orc warriors?"

"They know," I told him.

A war is about to break out, and the barbarian slaves in Xinliu Valley must not be able to hide it, so I changed the name of these barbarian slaves and said to Earl Desmond in advance: "Earl Desmond, actually ...I want to say...there is a group of warriors that you can't imagine active in this forest, they are the guardians of this new jungle."

Count Desmond did not expect that there were so many secrets hidden in this black forest, and couldn't help but ask me: "Does the Duke of Samoyed know these Hierro natives?"

I answered honestly: "He doesn't know that in the past few decades, the army of Duerva Province and the Hierro indigenous people have always had a hostile relationship. In my opinion, this hatred needs time to be reconciled slowly. "

"...So this is the reason why you led us Knights of the North Wind Legion to open a battlefield alone?" Earl Desmond asked, staring into my eyes.

At this time, the rain continued to intensify, and the dense forest was filled with moisture.

I like this kind of weather with rich water elements. I can feel the huge magic vortex around my body, gathering the water elements in the air into my body, as if it is constantly injecting abundant power into my body.

I smiled and confessed to Count Desmond: "Actually, I also have other selfish motives. If I can defeat the Nibru Spider-Man in the Green Valley Jungle Area, I will also gain one-third of the territory in this forest."

Earl Desmond waved his hand to me, indicating that I was wrong. He corrected: "No! You are wrong, Earl Guiga! It should be two-thirds of the territory, and His Majesty Charles' share is destined If it is to be handed over to the empire, the Duke's share should also belong to you. You should know that the Duke sent us to conquer this dark forest not for this dense forest. "

My ancient horse started to trot in order to keep up with the knight in front.

It seems that Kalancso at the front of the team is still speeding up, but he is a little worried that this marching speed will be too much for the construct knights of the North Wind Legion who have just arrived in the black forest of the Hierro plane. After all, they have not adapted here yet. The climate and environment, not to mention the five thousand followers who were walking with mules behind them.

I glanced at Catalina beside me, wanting her to run to the front of the team and tell Kalantso to slow down the march.

Deborah rushed down from the tree canopy, her black and white wings spread, and landed next to me.

Under the gaze of the constructing knights of the North Wind Legion, before she could stand still, she hurriedly said to me: "Jijia, Kalancso wants to discuss it with you alone. She is waiting for you in front!"

I stretched out my hand and rubbed my forehead. It seemed that Kalancso couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to rush to the battlefield in the middle of the Green Valley dense forest.

I know that what Kalancuo is most worried about is the ancient war tree in the green valley jungle. I am worried that once the ancient war tree falls, our home field advantage will suddenly disappear, and the next battle will be extremely difficult, so I want to catch up Before the spider warriors broke through the indigenous defense line, they rushed to the middle of the Green Valley dense forest for support.

So, I said to Deborah, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

After saying that, I handed the reins of the ancient Bolai horse to Catalina beside me, took out the magic harpoon from the magic waist bag, quickly rode on it and input some magic power, and rode the magic harpoon to chase the team. the front.

Moraya followed me, and the two of us rode on magic harpoons, flying over the heads of the Northern Legion's construct knights in the wind and rain.

Earl Desmond rode on his horse and watched us fly to the front of the team.

I rode the magic sword and rushed to Kalantso's side, followed by Molayar and Deborah.

"Jijia, we can't wait any longer. We must rush there with the soldiers immediately." Kalancso said to me impatiently after seeing me.

She held the reins with one hand and said to me seriously: "You know, even if there are great witches and ancient war trees sitting in charge, those natives will not be able to hold on for long, because they have no fighting power at all."

I waved my hand, rejected her plan, and said to her: "Your current mission is to take these knights of the North Wind Legion to the battlefield in the middle of the dense forest. Only with these five thousand construct knights joining the battle, can we have the power to compete with them." The strength of the spider warrior."

"What about the battlefield in the middle of the jungle?" she asked me anxiously.

I thought for a moment and said to Kalantso: "I will immediately go to the front to find a suitable place to release the 800 barbarian slaves in the Xinliu Valley, and let Justus and the tauren Luka take them there first. !”

After saying that, I told Kalancso: "You must keep your marching speed steady. You must understand that behind you are not hundreds of orc knights, but tens of thousands of constructed knights." , Even though those knights can keep up with you, the knights' retinues carrying a lot of materials behind the team can't keep up with you, so you have to control your marching speed a little. "

Although she was a little dissatisfied with my decision, she still agreed and stared at me with a straight face, hoping that I would change my decision.

I readjusted the flying direction of the magic harpoon, and before setting off, I said to Kalantso: "Later, if Count Desmond asks about me, just tell me that I will go ahead to scout the enemy and I will be back soon!"

After saying this, the magic pattern array on the surface of my magic harpoon produced strong magic fluctuations. Under the pull of magic power, the magic harpoon shot out like an arrow from a string.

I was flying in the rain, and the raindrops fell on my face, like small pebbles hitting my face.

After flying a few kilometers away, I landed at the feet of a tree elf, and then used the hammer of the time breaker to open the portal of Xinliu Valley. Justus, the descendant of the siren, and Ruka, the tauren, were one behind the other. Stepping out of the portal, a group of barbarian slaves wearing Naqma black iron armor and carrying heavy crossbows followed them.

As soon as these barbarian slaves entered the Hierro plane, they seemed to have smelled the smell of war. They began to become excited and irritable, hitting their chests with their fists from time to time to awaken the fighting will in their bodies.

I briefly explained the next battle plan to Justus and the tauren Ruka, which was to have them march quickly with the barbarian slaves to the middle of the jungle to join the battle, and then I would lead five thousand Beifeng. The legion construct knights caught up.