Vol 3 Chapter 332

The distance between the sky and the ground in Brando's vision became narrow and wide. The front spearman was lowering the center of gravity, the shining helmets were sunk in turn, and the spears seemed to rise from the back of a helmet. // ** // He faintly heard Beth's voice as sharp as a paste. ‘Shoot—’ A feather arrow passed over their heads and turned into a black spot in the distance.

The queue of the Northern Alliance is like a wave of blue and white waves. This wave produced a series of explosions. The explosion flashes continuously, the sound of shrieks is connected, and the sharp air seems to cross a distance of tens of meters in an instant. A tinny metal ring jingled against his armor.

The light shone, Brando couldn't help squinting his eyes. The light infantry in front of him had begun to enter the final charge. Their front was completely curved, and they were crossing the shoals of mountains and streams, and the crystals were constantly disintegrating. They exploded under their feet, raising water plumes, and young faces continued to fall in the mist, while his companions continued to move past his body ◇ About 50 meters away on the right side, Machenko and Uyghur In the dense forest at the northern foot of Lecco, infantry of the Finn and Constantine columns loomed under the canopy, but the flashes of explosions bloomed in the woods-because there was no need to worry about accidental injuries, the archers were almost All arrows were projected on the two hills-the deafening sound of the explosion almost overturned the ground, and the branches of the black pine were broken by air waves, lifted, and attacked by two northern coalition columns. The flags fell side by side.

A few flashes of light suddenly broke out in the distance of the battlefield.

Brando immediately understood what it was, magic attack! The wizards of the Northern Alliance joined the battle. Several flames crossed a distance of several kilometers in an instant, and instantly turned into a skull-sized fireball, but a pale blue water curtain opened on the aristocratic personal array, and the fireball crashed into the water curtain and melted. Countless red flames scattered and scattered.

However, the roar of the explosion still caused a commotion in Earl Odin's personal soldiers, and the formation began to appear loose. Brando yelled secretly and was trying to boost morale. But a clear and calm voice sounded first.

"Don't step back, I'm here! I'm with you and fight alongside you!" Her Royal Highness's voice was firm and calm. But the girl clasped her pale hand with a hilt to reveal her true mood.

"His Royal Highness Princess!" Brando snapped his head back, only to see Princess Griffin not far from himself.

Princess Griffin glanced at him, her silver eyes filled with uneasiness. But she turned back and shouted sternly: "I am the princess of Eruin! I will be here and let our blood flow together today!" The majesty of the royal family is still extremely contagious among ordinary people. Look Her Royal Highness stood behind her, and the riots of the noble personal soldiers miraculously calmed down.

When Freya saw this, she stepped forward to join the first row, pulled out a sword and stood next to the aristocratic personal soldiers. Although the girl from the Butch countryside was in words and deeds, she would not say anything exciting to inspire, But as long as she clenched the Lionheart Sword with both hands, how could the men leave their position and let her face the army alone.

Behind her, a small number of non-commissioned officers and men in the King's Cavaliers College who remained in the central position led by example [to the front of the queue. No one spoke, but they seemed to shine with an inexplicable spirit, and at that moment Brando's heart was pounding, but he felt blood boiling again.

He lowered the sword of the earth and put it on his chest. Hold your head up and look forward. A wave of blue and white waves is passing through the smoke belt caused by the explosion. The light infantry of the northern coalition army has crossed the river beach and is close at hand.

Viscount von Dogning passed through the explosion bitterly and spit out the sand in his mouth. He raised his head, his gaze passing through the color of fireworks, and strangely saw the noble personal soldier of Earl Otting just recovered from the commotion. "The other side also has clever officers ..." The thought flashed through his mind.

Two armies crashed into each other.

The noble personal soldiers all held out spears. The halberds rushing at the front of the Brewel Light Infantry were stabbed before they could reach them. The sharp spear-tip holes penetrated the Brewel Light Infantry's beveled breastplates and knocked them in rows. Seen from a distance, the swallowtail flag in front of Bree collapsed like a stubble.

The aristocratic private soldier took a step back, but the Bree infantry in the second row had stabbed in through the spear forest with the war halberd in his hand. However, all these halberds hit the shields in vain, and the noble personal soldiers in the back row passed the spear through the gap between the shields, and accurately fell the fishes that were leaking out of the net to the ground. ...

But the light infantry in the back row continued, passing over the bodies of their companions. The aristocratic private soldiers had to continue to retreat, because the impact in various directions was not consistent, although the frontline non-commissioned officers screamed ‘retreat! Back! ’But the first section of the front still started to have continuous sections.

Brando was screaming badly, but found that the Brewey light infantry on the opposite side did not make good use of these sections, and they only kept advancing blindly. Then he responded and patted his mind. Private aristocracy. The other side is just a second-line army composed of human light infantry that can't be counted in the first order.

He was relieved that he was a bit too nervous. After all, it was the year of the sword, and the battlefields surrounding it were not the notorious arms of later generations. He calmed down a little, raised his head, and saw the layers of helmets, shield tips, spear tips, and flags behind him. In the distance, a ground dragon ranger was roaming outside the formation.

"It's that guy ..."

Brando realized that the opponent was waiting for the opportunity, and the section was further expanded to the opportunity that the Rangers could seize.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the northern foothills of Machenko and Villerko, and von Dogning was doing exactly the same thing. The young Viscount was riding on the back of the Earth Dragon, watching that the forwards of the Finn and Constantine columns had appeared on the edge of the woodland-and in front of them were the left and right flanks of the three squares of the noble personal soldiers.

"Well. Go faster than expected." Viscount von Dougning was a little hesitant. He knew exactly what the Finn and Constantine columns were like, but he did not expect the other side to cross the corner rashly. It exploded.

God help Sifah.

But Brando flashed the thought in the same scene: "Beth is doing well."

The square of the aristocratic personal soldiers backed slowly against the back of Mount Unlk, and the previously retired Greyfin Nagar Guards and the non-commissioned officers and students of the King's Knight Academy quickly appeared on the south foot of Mount Unlk. Two wings--

Viscount von Dogning knew instantly what Brando wanted to do. Focus the superior forces on the left and right wings and lure in and defeat the northern coalition's protrusions at Machenko and Veleko Mountain, so that the main force of the Breuer infantry will form a protrusion and complete the encirclement. Says: "Let Viscount Finn and Baron Constantine stand and tell them that victory is in sight, don't worry about it. Despite the full force."

He stepped back, "I will relay my order to Lord Vitokin, and it is best to ask him to give the same order again."

The cavalry on the order left immediately.

The battle has gradually heated up--

Due to repeated shocks. The formation of the aristocratic personal soldiers has begun to tilt slowly to one side, as if a huge piece of butter has started to melt, and one corner has been seriously lagging behind. Viscount von Dogning keenly grasped this change, and he pointed his spear at the wing of the aristocratic private soldier and shouted: "Focus on the left wing square and defeat their main line first. Victory is ours!"

Brando heard Count Odin screaming with exhaustion behind him: "Be careful of the Rangers, don't expose the wings to them!" For the first time, he felt that the crisis was approaching, and the other party was indeed a famous man in history. Commanding the army, he may not really be that guy's opponent.

"Mr. Brando." Princess Griffin was flushed with a flush of princess's white face, and the hand holding the sword trembled with excessive force. She looked around immediately, all around, as if in a sea of ​​oceans, endless: "The left wing can't hold on!"

Brando only nodded to her.

"Nimesis." He immediately turned back and shouted.

"in!"

"Transferring command to you."

Nimesis turned her head, and with her black hair flying, Brando saw the strange color in her eyes. But the Knightess didn't ask much, just nodded.

"Mr. Brando, you ...?" Her Royal Highness stunned slightly. "What are you going to do?"

Brando was turning the horse's head, and the princess's surprised voice drew all the junior sergeants and even the knights back. Surprised to see their commander leave the line, a man galloped to the left.

What is he going to do?

Under the suppression of the coalition forces, the left wing of the aristocratic private soldiers was backing awkwardly, and became loose for a while, and was gradually squeezed into a small triangle. And as long as von Dogning's ground-walking cavalry circulated to the flanks, it seemed only a matter of time.

It is irretrievable.

Commander, are you crazy?

Viscount von Daugning thought the same way. Although he did not see Brando, the commander of the opponent has not given up the left wing to close the central formation. The reaction was too slow, he couldn't help sneering, maybe too arrogant.

No matter how clever the command, a qualified army is required to execute it. Those non-commissioned officers and students of the royal family did not understand what a real war was like.

He had seen the wings of the aristocratic personal soldiers, and even saw the panicked look of the hunky Infantry infantry, that frightened face was exactly the same as those of Kratonin ’s beasts, and they were lives Instinctively reacted before facing despair.

The ranger leveled his spear and began to accelerate.

The ground shuddered a little, and every time the giant claws of the ground dragon touched the ground, the pebble on the riverbank seemed to inject magic and tumbling and dancing-the dry dust rose to form smoke. But a shining rifle pierced through the smoke-Viscount von Dogning buried his body and stabbed the spear in his opponent's formation with a beast-like roar.

The huge impact force directly penetrated the oval-shaped giant shield, but the ranger continued to accelerate, and the ground traveling dragon broke the giant shield by virtue of its weight advantage. The square of the noble personal soldiers collapsed in an instant and began to retreat.

Until this moment. Viscount von Dougning realized that he had victory in his hands. Next, the defeat of Ou Ting's left wing will sweep the entire princess's main position, and then the light infantry and his rangers will divide the battlefield, just as they did to those stupid lions on the Eastern battlefield.

But it was this time.

He heard a long cry.

The name seemed to come from the reckless jungle, from the endless wilderness. At that moment, the young Viscount seemed to have an illusion before him, and he saw the earth was dark and under the silver moon. The wolf is running.

After a trombone, the forest shook. Whimpering wolverine seems to have penetrated the Mang Forest instantly, penetrating time and distance, from far to near. Up and down the entire battlefield.

"Wolf?"

A dark shadow obscured the sunlight above Viscount von Dogning. He looked up and saw the behemoth leaping high and the black fur shining brightly under the sun-but the red eyes were cold. Killing intention. Obviously after noon, the sun is winning, but the young Viscount doesn't feel a trace of warmth, but only feels cold.

He lifted his spear subconsciously, which pierced the huge black wolf's fur, exposing the thick bone plate below—no, it was rock. The tip of the spear marked a spark on the rock. This is not an illusion but a real existence.

Viscount von Dogning clearly noticed that the black wolf turned around in the air to avoid his attack, passing him by. Landed not far from the Earth Dragon.

"Good power ..." Viscount von Dogning felt his hands trembling slightly because of excessive force. And he looked up, and saw the shadow of the foothills of Unlk, hundreds of scarlet eyes were emerging, and the wolves were running between the woodlands, apparently rushing towards them.

"It's a wolf!"

"A lot of wolves!" Behind him. Bull's infantry also found their new enemies at the first time. In fact, everyone on the entire battlefield saw the black wolf tide coming in from one side of the battlefield, and the edge of the forest turned on a black light out of thin air. Door, those giant beasts are jumping out of it.

"What a mess is here," Viscount von Dogning finally reacted, and couldn't help cursing in his heart. But he didn't have time to think more because the cavalry was accelerating. He glanced back at the black wolf that was fighting him. The black wolf had been thrown far behind by the line of dragons, and it did not seem to pursue them, but turned around and rushed towards the infantry behind.

And throughout the battlefield, countless black wolves are doing the same action. It seemed as if a neat and disciplined army. No, in fact, the real army cannot do such effective command.

Viscount von Dogning's heart was so tense that he suddenly realized that these wolves might not be as simple as the monsters in the mountains-were they druids? No, druids don't know how to make monsters.

Breeze's infantry suddenly exclaimed.

The Viscount immediately looked up, and at that moment he couldn't believe what he saw. The black wolf tide is separating from the left and right sides, as if giving way to a road, and in the middle of the road, one person and one horse are riding through the wolves.

That's Brando.

Brando was also looking up at him.

A dark crystal on the forehead is slowly emerging, flashing a strange light.

Brando puts his main position here, believing not Auding's personal soldiers, but himself. It is not impossible to use one person for the enemy.

And now, he is telling the Lord Viscount the truth with facts.

I am the left.

The sky was faintly bright, and numerous phoenix spiders were shining from the forest one by one, and they formed a huge light array behind Brando in a blink of an eye. All the tired infantry could not help but look at this scene slightly. One day ago, their dragon cavalry experienced the power of these small things firsthand, but now-their turn.

Brando stood on horseback, only pointing forward with his sword.

A golden-red light rain pours down the direction of his sword, and the assault on the front terrain Dragon Ranger is pierced by beams of light one by one. Hundreds of knights almost turned into fly ash in an instant. However, he was slightly disappointed that Viscount von Dogning was cautious, and even when the Fengjing Spider floated, he turned around with several guards and ran away, letting him escape this round of blows.

After all, the attack of Fengjing Spider still has a certain lag. When Brando went to find the other party, the other party had already become part of the light infantry brigade of Bree, and even his own horse was dropped-this made him I can't help but secretly call this guy too greedy and afraid of death, and don't know how Freya killed each other.

However, this did not exceed his expectations, after all, the guy who was afraid to fight him at Ampelsel at the time, it was estimated that there was no courage at all. You know, many of the nobles have to fight against their opponents in order to maintain their reputation.

Brando shook his head and did not continue to order Fengjing Spider to launch an attack on Bree infantry. He knew that the battle was far from over, and the elements could stay a little bit. And these enemies are no longer threatening.

In front of him, the united 'army' of the black wolf and the rock leopard was fiercely colliding with the burly light infantry. But hundreds of silver tiers, black wolves, and black leopards at the peak of the black iron can only resist the thousands of troops that will stand in this direction.

Brando is waiting for an opportunity.

The commanders of the Breuer column are also waiting for the Finn column and the Constantine column to complete the encirclement.

Brando couldn't help but look up.

His vision reflected the peaks of Machenko and Villerko shrouded in dense explosions.

Viscount Finn was stunned in the deafening explosion, watching Vitokin's servant in front of him, shouting loudly trying to overcome the terrible explosion: "What did you say?"

"You said Lord Earl made me attack? Dedicate all strength?"

The attendant knight nodded.

"Yes, Lord Viscount Dogening has already reported to the Earl the truth that you risked your life to put forwards into battle in the first place, and the Earl also praised the stubborn style of the Finn column. However, both adults have said that you can invest more troops to support the front line, and victory is already in sight. "

Both of them were screaming and screaming, as if they only heard each other's words, and the whole mountain shuddered, as if they were going to be blown up into the sky the next moment.

But Viscount Finn's face couldn't help showing a strange look. When did he put the striker into battle? Wasn't his striker wiped out in the first strike? The opponent's 'spells' are really terrible. He has never seen such a 'spells' that can last forever.

"Master Viscount?"

"This one……"

Viscount Finn didn't know what to say for a moment, how could he speak?

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