Chapter 961

The first thing to see in the dust rolling the earth is lottel's blood stained Cross flag!

Heavily armed, waving the same flag gun as the Byrne knight, the lottel Knights driving the war horse, carrying a deafening roar, directly tore the blockade of the Azores surrounding the city from the two wings from the south gate.

In the terrible crashing sound, one brave and good fighting elf warriors were bumped from the original place by heavily armed horses like sandbags, and then pierced by long guns and trampled by iron hoofs... Even before the sound was issued, there was only a pool of bones mixed with blood and flesh.

Using the wall mounted charge tactics no different from those of Byrne, the Knights of lottel easily crushed the setting out line formed by the elves with row after row of attacks, and rushed directly into the city gate from one fragmented gap after another.

The remaining Bain knights who were responsible for receiving behind the city wall opened the city gate at the critical moment and quickly closed it to keep the enemy out of the city.

But this is not the end. On the contrary, it is not these noble knights who really symbolize the power that lottel is proud of.

Taking advantage of the gap opened by the front-line army, the longbowmen holding the Eagle Shooting bow still quickly occupied a favorable highland position nearby after a long-distance attack; In an instant, thousands of arrow rain had appeared on the top of the Elven warriors!

In the angry and unwilling roar, the unfortunate Elven warriors fell to the ground - the arrows fired by the enemy were tricky, and the speed and power were very different from the eboden archers they had encountered before.

Not only that, in order to deal with the light and sensitive Elven warriors, the loterians from afar abandoned the armor breaking arrow and specially prepared the wolf tooth arrow with hook, made of flexible fine wood, sharp arrow and long range, which was quenched and poisoned.

The archery skills of the lottel people are world-famous!

With three rounds of arrows, the fragmented elves have been defeated. Under the leadership of the surviving leaders and "four court" warriors, they retreat towards the edge of the city wall while avoiding the arrow rain from the highland.

Across most of the eboden City, Loren standing on the high tower can clearly see the lottel army surrounded by the blood stained Cross flag.

"Finally..."

Staring at the familiar flag, the black haired wizard breathed a sigh of relief.

If there is any Duke in the Empire who he trusts most, it is definitely Reuven Fred - because he promised that lottel's 8000 reinforcements would arrive within 15 days, Loren insisted until now.

Even if they refused to withdraw their troops and restrained the main force of the elves so that they could not encircle the city, they also had this consideration; Avoid the embarrassment of being unable to rescue when the city gate falls when the reinforcements arrive.

Sure enough... Fifteen days, no more, no less.

Although I do not know whether there are 8000 reinforcements and how much combat effectiveness they have; Just the appearance of lottel's flag at the head of eboden is a strong enough signal to revive morale.

With this support Army, Loren can calmly evacuate the troops of the port defense line and intercept the attack of the elves by relying on the favorable terrain and fortress in the city... Huh?!

A sudden and chaotic cry sounded from the east side of the circular fortress.

The black haired wizard immediately looked sideways and looked in the direction of the cry, and his pupils suddenly narrowed.

It was not a "shout", but a roaring horseshoe, a stringed horn bow, a scabbard machete... And countless shouts.

Crowds of figures like running flood appeared in the eyes of all people and elves, driving the galloping war horses, wearing silver shining armor and waving cold machetes.

The flag of the war horse sounded in the sea breeze.

BoA's Hussars!

In the sound of horses' hoofs all over the sky, we can only see these happy horseback people holding up their sabres and rushing straight to the elf army under the city wall like guests to a banquet.

Facing the cavalry suddenly killed from the flank, the Elven warriors under the city wall calmly shrink the line of troops, and the spearmen are behind the former warriors, ready to use a dense formation to let the enemy hit his head and break the blood flow.

But they were wrong - the horseback people of Boye were very different from the cavalry everywhere.

Just 30 steps away from the enemy, the Hussars of the "charge" suddenly turned collectively, like suddenly touching the running water of the reef, bypassed the front of the elf army and rushed to the gap exposed by their shrinking front.

Almost at the same time, countless shadows flew out of the Hussars and "attacked" the elves with dense front and serious lack of heavy armor and shield.

"Poof poof poof!!!"

Dark red "flowers" kept blooming, and the dense front immediately became chaotic - elves without square battle experience simply didn't know what to do after the front row fell.

The Hussars immediately put down their horn bows, pulled out their sabers from their saddles and attacked the elves from their flanks.

But these crafty horseback people did not meet them as hard as the elves imagined;

The galloping horse is like an actor with superb dance steps. It swipes quickly from a very incredible angle, making the Hussars on their back wield a fatal and critical knife.

"Poof!"

The cavalry has gone away with the sharp blade.

Only the unwilling Elf Warrior collapsed in his own pool of blood.

In the blink of an eye, this "blood" torrent has crossed the whole port battlefield and killed tens of thousands of elves in front of the elves fleet and the eboden garrison.

Casualties, minimal!

The boa Hussars who completed a round of charge, after getting rid of the enemy's pursuers, regrouped near the mouth of the gem river bank, let go of the reins and let the mounts recover their strength as soon as possible.

"Horseback people --!"

Under the war horse flag, a silver Armored Cavalry with a high sword appeared in front of the whole cavalry array, looking coldly at the enemy behind him:

"According to the words of Sarika Jonah, the Lord of BOI and the Lord of horseback people - under the witness of heaven and the green sea, under the witness of iron and blood, in the name of the Holy Cross, the boi people will repay the kindness owed to the Duke and knight of Bain! Use your saber to witness the friendship between Bain and boi."

"Because friends are in trouble, you can't die!"

"If the enemy invades our land, we must not spare it lightly!"

"So..." in the cold cry, the silver Armored Cavalry directly grabbed the battle flag and held it high above his head:

"Let me kill another round --!"

"Kill another round --!!"

The whole Hussars army burst into a fierce cry, holding high their sabers and rushed again to the army of Azores.

It's powerful!

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"See you again, Loren Turin... Duke."

With a stiff smile, the knight of lottel, Aaron, who also carried a big sword with both hands, stood on the side of the black haired Wizard: "it seems that we really came at the right time."

"Yes, it's a little close." he sighed softly, and Lauren smiled bitterly with some emotion, looking down at the fragmented port battlefield being torn by the boa Hussars.

At the same time, lottel's knights and longbowmen have entered the city and joined the armed citizens of eboden in the city wall battlefield to gradually recapture the stronghold controlled by the elves.

It's really a little close. I can only order the whole line to retreat.

"Look at your expression, there seems to be some regret." Aaron, who misunderstood the black haired wizard's sigh, smiled helplessly: "yes, it was not me who should have led the army, but Lu Wen himself."

"But just before departure, there was a sudden news from the ancient wood forest, and it was found that there were signs of a large number of military actions in the north of the forest."

north?

Loren suddenly looked back: "fog moon court."

"It should be." Aaron nodded seriously: "an army of Azores has landed in the fog moon court and will invade Shenlin castle at any time."

"As a last resort, ruwen, he can only stay in lottel and prepare to resist the invasion - it's a pity for him, but it's a relief for us; he's the Lord of lottel and doesn't want him to come to such a dangerous place anyway."

With a wry smile, Aaron showed a proud expression: "nevertheless, he finally arrived as scheduled - 8000 lottel troops, 1000 knights, 4000 Eagle hunting Fort archers and 3000 heavy infantry. Listen to the orders of the Lord of Byrne!"

"It's my honor. After all, I'm half loterian." he shrugged his shoulders and looked very comfortable. Finally, he didn't have to stay alone anymore. It's still a very happy thing:

"By the way, what happened to Boye's Hussars - I mean, how did they come with you?"

The voice fell, and a very strange expression suddenly appeared on Aaron's face opposite.

"What's the matter?"

Lauren frowned slightly. Did he ask what he shouldn't ask?

"No, nothing, I just thought you should have known." Aaron's face showed a very "subtle" smile: "or... You haven't received any news yet?"

What news?

The expression of the dark haired wizard was even more incredible.

"Lord Loren Turin, Lord of Byrne - you are famous, completely famous!"

Aaron shook his head: "it's only ten days. From eboden to Byrne, the whole empire knows that you are alone against the army of Azores!"

"Throughout the Empire, people are praising your deeds, especially your two previous' Imperial declarations' and warnings about future crises, which make all the Knights of the Empire admire you."

"It can be said that now all Empire people who think they are knights are packing up and going to eboden, hoping to join your command - the battle of eboden has become a battle of glory!"

Speaking of this, Aaron sighed and said, "of course, these are meaningless to you now. Even if they will come, it will be a month later; whether eboden can hold it a month later is a problem."

"As for the boa Hussars you want to know - that's because emperor Conrad opened the passage of East Saxony so that the principality troops in the East and South can pass through East Saxony and get sufficient supplies. That's why they can be so fast."

I see

Lauren nodded thoughtfully, probably understanding the reason.

All the legions of the Empire add up to about 150000; This is the essence of imperial power and the greatest cost of confrontation with the elves. Conover did not want to spend power in Eboden.

But he also knew that eboden, who could not get support, would fall in advance, leaving him no time to integrate all the legions; So let go of the road and let the elite of the principalities form reinforcements to hold the enemy for as long as possible.

"So now we have eight thousand of lottel and five thousand of Boye." Loren said in a deep voice: "thirteen thousand troops, relying on the city wall, should be able to..."

"No!"

Aaron suddenly interrupted, "not thirteen thousand, but twenty thousand."

Then lottel's Knight raised his right hand and pointed to his direction - next to the bloody cross, there was another flag and a large army.

Seven thousand light infantry from El mans have arrived under the city of eboden!

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Reinforcements still came.

The little prince's smile became a little stiff when he saw the appearance of the boa Hussars.

With only the last bit to go, eboden's garrison must collapse, and the whole city is already in its own pocket - at this time, the arrival of reinforcements will undoubtedly greatly boost the morale of the garrison.

It is obviously impossible to seize the city immediately.

Although everything was as expected and the enemy's performance was more wonderful than expected, it was still a little lost.

After all, I watched the victory and flew away.

On the deck of the flagship, the atmosphere was dead.

Looking at the wall defense line that is about to be captured, because the enemy's reinforcements arrive, the rear line is dispersed, and they are taken back by the eboden garrison bit by bit. They even have to retreat to stabilize their position and not collapse

All the elves kept their mouths shut for fear that they would become the unlucky man who was angry with his Highness the prince.

Although the little prince seldom gets angry with others, this kind of thing is always possible - when the victory is in front of him, he suddenly suffers a heavy blow, and the unimaginable frustration is devastating to the commander of the first army.

This is not the fear of death, but rather than becoming unlucky, they prefer to die bravely on the battlefield... At least that can be called glory.

The little prince who sighed raised his head, blinked his eyes in a relaxed way, and looked at the elves warriors who were nervous and afraid of getting angry:

"Now that the enemy's reinforcements have come, there seems to be no hope of victory for the time being - let the army retreat as soon as possible and assemble on the shore; in any case, we must guard the port and never let the beachhead out."

"Oh, yes! Send another messenger to the Duke of Byrne and say... Well, I want to see him!"