Vol 3 Chapter 219

Scene 219: Battle on the River Bank (3)

The rocket burned as soon as it touched the trees. The water in the trees evaporated immediately after the water evaporated, and the Georgian infantry and mountain soldiers wearing grey-green shirts took the opportunity to hide in, and it seemed that they would enter the side across the shallows. In the forest. The attack went so smooth that even Paras, who oversees the battlefield in the distance, couldn't help raising his brow slightly.

But at this time, there was a muffled thunder in the distant forest. A large cloud gathered above the tree canopy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then accompanied by a golden lightning, the sudden heavy rain poured down, almost It was a moment when the fire that had just started was poured through.

As soon as the fire was extinguished, the thunderstorm continued to extend forward. Several lightning bolts fell on the beach head on the edge of the forest. It just exploded among the Grussian infantry and mountain fighters gathered there. Flesh flew. The golden thunder ball opened a few large pits on the ground, and the blasted stones fell on the heads of people around like hail, screaming into pieces in a while.

The morale of the Georgian infantry collapsed instantly, no matter if there were archers behind them, they turned around and ran, ten times faster than when they came. These aristocratic personal soldiers themselves have no fighting will. Although the accompanying mountain soldiers themselves are tough, it is a pity that this war is meaningless to them. As soon as the Georgian infantry retreated, they naturally turned around and left. However, compared with the Georgian infantry who had been frightened, the mountain people gathered together in an orderly manner even when they retreated.

Seeing this scene, the two knight lords accompanied by Palas in the distance saw the scene, and this time surprised the true commander of the army of D'Nell. The mountain people's combat literacy surprised them, and then they thought of perennial Paras, who led the army to victory in the war with these mountain people and persecuted them, remained silent. Of course, they are not willing to submit to Paras, but looking at the performance of their troops, they can only be silent.

By this time dark clouds had crossed the heads of the Georgian infantry and reached the array of archers on the other side of the river bank. A kind of distress suddenly felt at the moment, the leader of the archer queue, Sir Wiggins, spreading in his heart, "Retreat! Retreat!" He screamed immediately, but he was still a step slower, and saw a golden power grid fall from the sky, instantly Just exploded among the three archers, almost noble archers who had been trained for a long time in two teams in a blink of an eye immediately died out.

Sir Wiggins himself was also struck by lightning, but his body covered with armor was saved by the electric cage effect, but the lieutenant next to him was not so lucky and was directly beaten into coke. The gray-faced Wiggins got up from the ground and couldn't help feeling sadness. The entire archer of the squadron was destroyed in a single strike. Although the real loss was not two or three, but the rest People have already been scared silly, don't even think about going back to fighting in a short time.

Not to mention the dark clouds that gave birth to lightning at this time are still surging, and it seems that the second round of lightning will come down. The archers suddenly collapsed like the infantry in front, screamed and turned and ran. Mortals have no ability to resist in the face of such a powerful natural force. The knowledgeable and experienced knights under Palas may be a little bit Better, but it will never be these noble personal soldiers.

But at this time, a large number of chanting sounds suddenly appeared in the forest, and the cursing curse seemed to gather an invisible force in the air, and even the air pressure dropped by a few minutes. Suddenly, the dark clouds in the air suddenly disappeared, and then the clouds disappeared in a blink of an eye.

There was a silence in the forest, and then there was a cheer on the north bank of the Gris.

"It's dispel magic, there are at least three chanting points," said Brando, a druid covered in turf all over his body, and turned back after listening.

"No, it's four." Shire shook his head after hearing it.

"Four?" Others didn't dare to refute that there were no druids in the first batch of druids sent to the fir collar, and Shir could be said to be the first person to cast the spell here. In addition, high-level casters are rare and rare. It is said that there are two golden-level wizards around Denel, but this time they may not have one.

"There are four sorcerers here, we can't explain that there are only four. Unfortunately, I don't know how many there are. According to intelligence, there may be more than thirty wizards in Palas, including silver-level casters. It's quite possible, "replied Clenthia.

He was the nominal commander of the mercenaries here, and the more reliable Fern was assigned to help command the army of the 800 cavemen. In addition, Brando also ordered 'Red Copper Dragon' Reto and others to station Yuta's mercenary team at the Silver Mine, because Count Denel should not know that the Silver Mine has fallen, so Brando sent Hopefully, there will be some unexpected surprises for Yureto there, which is a dangerous task, and Reto and others as veterans of the November war are clearly better than Mercenaries under Yuta. .

As for Yuta, he has been transferred back to the front line against Jean Denel. She is also very satisfied with this arrangement. The beautiful red-haired blonde maid leader is standing next to Metissue and raises her own doubts: "Where can a Palas lead so many wizards? Even Palas' perennial It is impossible to be on the front line of war. "

"Don't forget that there are also Gruss collars and Grizzlys collars, but I want Count Denel to draw some people from his mage group, otherwise there is no silver-level wizard." Klench Said Ada.

"Thirty people, speaking of more than thirty mages, Eruin has not been since the November war, and it is really wise for Count Deneer to deter 'Xiaoxiao'!" The inspection cavalry captain Yulier who followed Brando couldn't help but ridicule. As a half-nobleman, he knew very well the wars that Eruin had fought in the past.

Ullil's words made everyone present smile. The casters on their side were more than a hundred druids, not to mention that the young lord's servant was a genuine gold-level wizard.

Speaking of which, the young lord's army is not much, but the quality is incredible. Ordinary soldiers are either war-fighting mercenaries or veterans of the November war. At least they originally played against Madara. Eruin Legionnaire soldier. Few of these people are below the Black Iron, and even a considerable part of them are above the Black Iron-in addition, there is a troop army, whose individual strength is at least upstream of the Black Iron. The peak of Black Iron is not in the minority.

The two armies together are close to 3,000, and the ratio of mage accounts for more than one-tenth of this army, which is extremely rare in the entire history of war in Eruin, it is simply It's incredible. If these news are spread, it is estimated that there will be an uproar outside, and the strength of the new lord of Tonigel will have to be re-evaluated. But Brando deliberately suppressed the news, because he knew that sometimes a surprise was more impressive than a given fact.

This time the young man wanted the entire Eruin to remember his name, and who was Tonigull's legitimate lord.

Ullil's words dispelled a lot of the shadows that had enveloped everyone, as if the forest of Denel was not so terrible. However, Shire still had to give them a shot, and he waved his hand: "Although that said, the opponent still beat us a lot in absolute strength, making Denell claim to be three knight lords and 20,000 people. Army, and there are almost 10,000 mountain people, which means that the army hidden in the forest in front of us-"

Shire pointed solemnly forward, north of the Gris River: "Maybe thirty times more than us."

The crowds regained their heads again, which they had known for a long time.

"In addition, the three knights have elite knights, which add up to at least a hundred or even more. These knights also have at least silver-level strength, and we just lack such a power. Cavemen can fight with them. A moment, but Lord Lord made it very clear that as long as Madara did not appear on the battlefield, cavemen could not appear. So in the combat power of the silver rank, the opposite side was also dominant.

"In addition to this, except for Palas, the Grizzly Lord Knights and the Knights of Grus both let Deneer have the golden combat power, and it is difficult to guarantee that the other party does not have a hidden killer-back 10,000 steps Even if there are only two golden stages, it can only be said that they are equal to Metissa and me. If there is a third one, we are still at a disadvantage. "

"So what do we do?" Said Charles, and Marlens couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded.

"It's okay, just follow the words of Lord Lord." Shire glanced at the people present.

"Lord Lord?"

Brando once said that letting them here delay as long as possible for the army of Denel to cross the river, but at that time it was not as scary as it was for Denell's army. It was a whole three knight lords, plus a mountain army close to 30,000 people, not to mention the dead souls of Madara.

Brando had promised them victory, but after all it was once, can he still win now?

Although most people who followed the young had a near-blind trust in Brando's words, the victory promised by that young lord had hardly been missed. As long as he moved forward, the direction pointed by his sword must be the same. The road to victory. The young lord was like the most legendary heroes of ancient times. When he proudly declared that he would win, then victory was in his pocket.

But at this moment, everyone present couldn't help but be a little silent.

They are battle-hardened fighters and can talk and laugh in the most dangerous environment, but this does not mean that they have fewer roots. In their original self-confidence, they have been dragged to the maximum to deplete the army of Denel Retreat is the only possibility to win. But it has to pay a terrible price on both sides.

This is not unacceptable as a fighter, as they have sworn allegiance to that young lord and everyone is ready to bleed.

But Brando's promise seemed to be to defeat Jean Denel's army from the front.

How is this possible?

The druids took it for granted that Shire was just for morale. Uta and Klenhija, who had seen Brando ’s magical side, had some headaches, and they racked their brains and couldn't figure out what Brando would rely on to achieve this victory.

But in the face of these various gazes, Shire just smiled at Metisha. Indeed, because the upheaval in the ring of trade winds will soon spread throughout the entire Eruin, and even the entire Warnd.

Everyone will remember this battle.

The young mage raised his head, his eyes fell on the dark forest north of the Gris River, but unfortunately, Pallas didn't feel the gaze passing through a long distance at this moment. The elderly knight lord is counting the casualties. The Georgians did not lose much. The infantry in front of the charge only lost more than a dozen corpses, but there was a whole squadron even before the enemy's face was seen. The archer withdrew from the battle but made him feel a little heartache.

Although the army he mobilized this time was more than 20,000, there were not many professional soldiers. Such aristocratic archers only had a semi-column and more than a thousand. A large part of it was from Jean-Dernell The Earl ’s personal soldiers, if he lost too much, would not be good.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking back and asked, "The thunder and lightning was just the druid's spell? Can the druid of the black iron order cast such a terrible spell?"

The mage next to him nodded: "It's a thunderbolt, but one or two druids are not so terrible. The spell just now can only be cast by at least ten or more people. And it is cast with the power of the black iron stage. After that, at least one day off. But if it is Master Druid, then there is another ... "

If the old knight interrupts the wizard, he still believes that there can be no master druid in the rebels: "In other words, the opponent can't continuously cast that kind of spell?"

"Master Lord, you do n’t need to be afraid even if you cast it continuously. Compared to them, it takes ten people to cast that spell, but we only need two or three people to dispel magic. And that spell is extremely expensive for the Dark Iron Steps. Large, but dispel magic is just average for us. Magic is actually more useful on defense than offense. If I am the opponent, I am afraid that I will not cast that kind of spell again, before they also It should only be used as a deterrent, "the wizard replied bowing respectfully.

Palas nodded, as long as it wasn't that wide range of spells, he didn't need to worry much. The differences in military strength between the two sides were too great. He didn't need any extra tactics. Besides, the cost of the 20,000 army was too large. Pallas didn't want to waste time. He planned to end the war in a straightforward way from the beginning.

As long as it crosses the Gris River, it is only a few days to win the fir tree.

It was within his acceptance to end the war within a week.

"Rebel, Eruin ..." Pallas's words circled in his head, but in the end all the contemplation turned into a confident smile on his face. As a general who has accepted countless victories, he has no reason at all to believe that he will fail under absolute superiority.

The old knight smiled faintly. This smile represented compassion for the enemy and sigh for this kingdom. One hundred years ago, I had never heard of any place where the rebellion in Eruin would be so big. His lord, Count Denel, showed his power, but that did not change the fact that the kingdom was becoming stale and shaky.

Not to mention a hundred years ago, even 50 years ago, no one's life would be threatened even in the most remote places.

Pallas sighed and read: "Brando, is Brando right? Let me, the old guy, stand for the last shift of this kingdom ..."

He threw the dagger into the center of the map on the table, right in the fir-tree position, and victory seemed to be at hand.

The Grinding's family and the battle-hardened knight no longer hesitated to let Dener's army retreat to camp on the evening of the day, preparing for the final offensive after a night's rest and winning the enemy's defense with a rush. Pallas was not afraid that the 'rebels' would come to attack by night. In his experience, he would not have made such low-level mistakes. If the enemy was really stupid, he would not mind ending the war earlier.

Unfortunately, the opposite leader was as savvy as he expected—there was no words overnight, and the next morning, the real offensive began.

The sky was only bright, and Charr and Matissa saw the countless soldiers in the forest on the other side on the sentry tower. "They were logging on the bridge and they could not eat enough of us." Charr turned back. Said.

Medic nodded.

The test has begun.

The same sentence flashed in their hearts.

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