Shaman from Afar

Poor!

The moment when the Bayern phalanx corps outside the earth wall broke through the stubborn stubborn resistance of the Azores elves with the black lion battle flag, destroying the wooden fence and pouring into the battlefield, this is the only word in Lussn ’s mind .

As the midline was breached, first, the outer Azores ’army began to“ collapse and disintegrate ”and“ flee under four times ”; the rear-line troops who felt the pressure immediately had morale problems and began to“ flee across the board ”. The elf warrior surrounded by wings also had to retreat.

Of course, these are seriously exaggerated.

Although the elf warriors on the periphery were defeated by the defense line, they tried to resist and failed to move out of the battlefield to the two wings successively; while the enemies inside actually saw the black lion's golden lion war flag appear, and took the initiative to disengage. Order to evacuate backwards.

But in the eyes of the Bayern knights, it is not a style at all-it must be, and it must be that the enemy is defeated by our fierce offensive!

Otherwise, why did the Azores flees at the moment when the black lion appeared? Why did the enemy retreat as soon as they heard the cry of "Long live the Black Duke" and did not even resist?

This is precisely because I was shocked by the majestic power of the knight knight and the might of the duke!

Looking at the elf warriors who were desperate to "flee", the Bain knights roared excitedly like chicken blood, cow blood, and elephant blood, followed closely by the black waving the flag of war Behind the wizard.

Duke ... Lord Loren, is he actually leading the charge? !

When he saw Loren Turin carrying a large sword on his shoulder and waving a battle flag, Lucien couldn't even fit his chin.

"What is your expression?"

The blood-stained Ramallus was struggling to pull the spear out of the body of the elf warrior, and scolded the young boy who shouted at the gray pupil: "The Duke charged first, the count first, the knight second, the servant second ... this is worship Well, hundreds of years of tradition, hundreds of years, it is said that we did this when we rebelled against the dwarves. "

"This is glory, responsibility and duty ... He is the Duke, so he should do it!"

"But he has injuries!"

As for the secret between Loren and the Second Valve, Lucien knew that he could not disclose it to anyone, although he felt that it might be meaningless to explain to the Duke:

"Master Loren's injury in the Battle of Blood Skeleton is not as good as it is now. He is weaker than at any time in the past; it is possible that a stronger elf warrior may hurt him!"

"Then you should stand beside him, little fellow!" The countless Hu Xincheng turned his head and stared at the gray pupil very seriously: "You are his guard, his sword and shield, protect him Let him not be injured, this is the glory you have to bet on your life, isn't it, why are you still standing here? "

"I ... what a fool did I have to stay here ?!"

Ranmaros, who laughed happily, did not answer his question at all. He danced his bladed spear in his hands and ran towards the figure under the war; the gray pupil who was not willing to give a sip, the thin figure followed closely.

…………………………

"Poof--!"

The elf warrior of Fury slammed his sword and was stopped by a large sword immediately before piercing Loren's chest, and was slammed while being split;

The dark-haired wizard who lifted the big sword with one hand swept the big sword over his torso in the other party's surprised and angry eyes; the vision impregnated with plasma did not look at the dead body on the ground and continued to break forward.

Sure enough ... Still a little uncomfortable.

Feeling the power from the sword, the dark-haired wizard chuckled.

When I first arrived at the Wimpar Academy and learned the first "high-level curse" in my life to transcend perception, this special power accompanied me from beginning to end-fighting, killing, judging ... I was Being so accustomed to and familiar with this power has even become a part of your body in a certain sense.

No, it is a part of your body-you are already accustomed to the field of vision strengthened by "beyond perception", the flames of the fire of Turin, and the "immediate death" at the critical moment.

It was because of this habit that Loren himself felt a trace of terror and fear when he was told that he could no longer use the spell, and he even began to consider a more cautious approach.

Loren even forgot that from the first day he was destined to fight with people, the spell and the power of the void were never his preferences.

The sword in hand and the instinct and skill of fighting are the first choice!

"... Magic is never the best way to kill people, at least not the most efficient ..."

It is only when the power of the void cannot be used that Loren really understands the meaning of Dalton Kander's words.

Forever, you can never take means as the premise of everything; the premise of judging whether a person is a wizard is not whether he will be a high-level curse, but his way of behavior.

"Duke Byrne, the imperial man holding the flag of war is Duke Byrne--!"

"Duke Byrne, he is here!"

"Stop him, kill him!"

"Long live His Royal Highness Rodria-!"

After aware of the existence of the dark-haired wizard, the elf warriors who were still in an orderly retreat screamed in excitement, and turned like a hungry wolves.

The dead enemy of His Royal Highness, even the enemy who could not be killed by the chief warrior of the Imperial Court, appeared on the battlefield in a magnificent manner, and it was still at the forefront? !

If the two armies are in the usual confrontation, the elf warriors certainly understand that the enemies that even the chief can kill, they are definitely not opponents-but now the situation is that the number of your own is far above the enemy.

Heaps can kill him!

"Bairen, defend your duke--!"

The equally excited Bayern knights rushed from both wings and succumbed to the elf warrior who turned around and hit; but the weakness of the force could not be blocked by courage. The one-sided pursuit battle became chaotic again.

"Dang——!"

The big sword and the Azores long knife collided, and the elf warrior who could not resist in the piercing loud noise almost found himself making a fatal mistake at the moment of retreating-the one-handed one wielding a one-handed sword, Opening the distance in front of the two-handed sword is simply looking for a way to die.

"Poof--!"

A large sword that pierced the elf warrior's chest, with Loren's raised arm ripping the gap from his arm; the plasma spewing out from the right shoulder and half of the torso spread like wings, behind the elf's body, and blocked it The elf warrior's vision.

Suddenly, the second elf warrior who didn't see what was happening was smashed the cranial crest by the head-splitting sword; the dark-haired wizard who didn't see it directly touched his body, and the ear sounded The roar of tearing the air.

There was a thunderous crashing sound, and the body of the elf warrior shattered violently shaking a few times; when the stunned elf warrior found that his arrows were shooting on the corpse of robe, it was too late.

"He is still alive, I don't have ..."

The roaring black shadow interrupted his words.

"Poof--!"

The elf warrior pierced by the big sword flew out, and the body was nailed to the ground.

Pulled up the **** sword and waved the flag of the dark-haired wizard to move on.

"Bairen, attack ———— !!!!!!"

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"Oh! It's amazing, amazing, did it take less than a quarter of an hour to kill the last line of defense, worthy of Loren Turin!"

Stared at the battlefield of Empire Avenue that was already one-sided, the excited little prince even left the wine glass, and the excitement even applauded:

"It's wonderful ... Sure enough, the game still has to be played with evenly-matched guys. It's interesting; do you say that, Lord Yuting?"

The cheerful little elf prince turned his eyes to the blind elf girl, looking forward to the other party's reply.

But expressionless Lolly Zade did not intend to flatter.

"His Royal Highness, Loren Turin and Byrne's army are about to break through the last line of defense." The elf girl reminded blandly: "If you don't do it again, it's only a matter of time before you are attacked."

"It's really cautious as always, so careful but you will lose a lot of fun."

"Fun ... Is it a kind of interest?"

"No no no ... no, fun is ... uh, it can be regarded as a synonym of interest ... right? Or something completely different, it should not be a concept ... hey, Lolly, you really mentioned a headache Question! "

"Sorry, it's being rude."

"No, you are right ... If you drag on like this, our guests will have to take the initiative to come to the door." The elf little prince waved his hand and his smile grew more fun:

"As the host, you have to be prepared before the guests come to visit ... right? Rest assured, I have just prepared it, and now I just need to order and then-Loren Turin, he knew that I would stay What was the 'surprise' for him. "

"But ..." The elf girl frowned slightly: "Our warriors have not yet evacuated from the battlefield, and we should not organize retreat before we start ..."

"In that case, it will be noticed by Loren Turin, definitely!"

The face-changing elf little prince interrupted coldly, obviously still a gentle tone, but full of murderousness that could not be concealed:

"To face a terrible enemy like Loren Turin, a certain level of casualties must be unavoidable, right? To ensure the success of the plan, a small sacrifice is also allowed, right? To defeat such a powerful Enemies, those samurai who have sacrificed will understand even if they know the truth, right? Huh ?! "

Squeezed the long knife in his arms, the expressionless elf girl remained silent for a long time.

"... Obey."

…………………………

When the last elf warrior who left the attack of the Byrne Legion fell under the knight's gun, the battle of Empire Avenue came to an end.

The enemies of the two wings have completed the withdrawal. Only a few left on the verge of collapse are in front of the Baine Legion, but because of the death of the Baine knights, the remnants of the Azore elves are still unable to retreat. Negative resistance.

The avenue of Azores on Empire Avenue is already in sight.

The undecided Lucien gasped heavily, raised his head nervously, and finally let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Loren, who was not far away in front of him, remained unharmed.

Fortunately, at least Lord Loren did not ...

"How, a little guy who always thinks too much!" With a smug tone, Ramaloth, who was also breathless, rushed up and grinned:

"I told you, crushing the enemy head-on is our only chance. Do you think it will succeed?"

"It's just a coincidence!" With a sneer, the still-deaf gray pupil stared at the back of the dark-haired wizard, stopped charging, and began to rectify the assembled Bayern knights to block his vision:

"If it wasn't for the enemy to retreat too hurriedly, if it wasn't for Lord Loren to appear in time, if ... In short, it just hit the Universiade, there was no persuasion at all!"

"Not to mention the fact that the enemy retreated very quickly, the main force hardly suffered too much loss, we still have to find ways to break through the last line of defense of this formation-this is not a victory at all, at best it is only ... um ?!"

Also wanted to continue to rebut the gray pupil juvenilely raised his head, staring at the front.

"What's the matter?" Ranmaros, who frowned slightly, glanced at him, and looked at Lucien who seemed to have shot an arrow: "What the **** are you doing?"

"I don't know, I don't know but ... there is indeed a strong void reaction coming from the opposite side." Lucien's face panicked and shook his head constantly: "It's impossible, these long ears must be crazy?"

"Crazy, what the **** is going on?" Ranmaros, who had a grumpy face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Knocked down the shoulder of Lucien with the back of the knife: "Clearly, what did you see?"

The Lushen who turned back suddenly surprised him.

"Don't care about what it is anymore, let the soldiers spread out, and then get down!" Strongly pressing the restless emotion, the gray pupil shouted at him:

"I'm not sure if it is, but if it is, it's done!"

The strong void reaction, in memory, Lucien had similar feelings on only one thing-the bright light sword invented by Isaac.

If I remember correctly, that thing was hit two kilometers away!

The Bain knights who did not respond, still gathered at the command of the officers, picked up the shields and spears, formed a tight formation in the middle of the otherwise spacious Empire Avenue, and formed a stack of shield walls in the front row. .

Ranmaros, who did n’t know what happened, could only organize the soldiers to evacuate the surroundings according to his experience-but originally in order to pursue the enemy, the formation of the Baine Legion had been completely scattered; He is not allowed to evacuate the formation too much.

Lusien's eyes flashed with despair.

Is over, all over.

Dense long formations, straight vertical battlefield ...

As long as the enemy prepares a dozen launchers at the front of the queue, the Byrne Legion ...

Will be wiped out by the whole army!

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