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The fire spread south on the ridge. Then, the wildlings naturally fled north to avoid the wildfires.
The retreating Empire forces have set a course to stop the wildlings from retreating. Reading this situation in writing was a farce, a tragedy for those in the field.
The Imperium forces turn their backs and retreat, not fleeing, as they bravely fight back.
However, during the chaos, the soldiers didn't have the proper equipment, and many didn't. Luckily, they all had their deputies.
I fought the wildlings with my sword, axe, hammer, and dagger. As Albrecht risked his life to save his soldiers, so did the soldiers.
“Caaaaaagh!”
“Kiyoooooooo!”
“Bastards!”
“Search! Bastards! ”
The wildlings scream and the soldiers spit out their insults. This is why the knights fought side by side with the soldiers.
What was truly remarkable was that the knights and soldiers adapt to tactical movements in the field.
Once the soldiers have established a solid wall, the knights have been helped from left to right and prevented from being surrounded.
Despite the desperate struggle behind him, Yurgen runs forward only in the carriage seat.
After crossing a crooked canyon, the flame that burns beyond your head only reveals its existence, and it becomes dark again.
As anxiety struck, the knights who took care of the horses followed. I lit the way with a torch, but I couldn't find it that far, so I had to slow down.
Yurgen's heart beats and his senses are sharp, making him sensitive. After a long run, the slopes of the surrounding mountains gradually drop. I feel like I'm finally out of the canyon.
Suddenly, however, someone was approaching from the entrance of the canyon. Yurgen's eyes widen. My heart started beating harder. I took my hand to Illudia, but I wasn't as strong as Randolph, Richar, and the rest of the Emperors.
I'm just risking my life to defend the Emperor, and the men in front of me are holding torches, and as the streets get closer, their outfits are blurred.
The torch's light is barely illuminating around them. But the approaching circus is clearly depicted with a black cross.
“I am Herbin, Master of the Lysen Knights! Identify anyone approaching from the front! ”
Yurgen wept unconsciously. I tried to scream quickly, but I couldn't hear much. Hervin picks up the Illudian from the horse with a torch.
“Me, me! Master, the Jurgen! Jurgen of Sternmark!”
Then someone rushes forward from behind Ervin. Through the torch, you are once again buried in the darkness, but it is definitely Rosamund.
“Don't, Mama! Why are you here?”
Yurgen yells in shock. Without an answer, Rosamund races to Eugene.
I ran without rest for a few days, my face was thin and my head was frizzy, but I couldn't hide the radiant beauty.
“Albert!”
“Your Majesty is lying on the wagon! ”
Then Rosamund jumps out of the horse and into the wagon. There are several knights with torches around, but the wagon is dark and hard to see. The knights point the torch near the luggage compartment so that it can be seen.
Rosamund hurriedly climbs into his luggage and stutters Albrecht, his trembling hand.
Apart from what it seemed to mean on the torch, he could quickly recognize his husband because he had mixed so many flesh.
Rosamund is distracted, but he checks to see if he's breathing. Obviously, he was breathing. Then tears crept from her eyes.
“Albert......”
Herbin has joined us recently, but there are only a dozen Knights in the Lysen Knights. As I came back on the horse, the horses were exhausted and I had no choice but to reduce the number of people. In fact, I was going to ask Rosamund to take a break.
Yurgen looks at them and clearly feels that he is alive now, and he goes to the wagon's cargo hold and tells Rosamund from the outset.
“Ma'am, the wildlings are attacking and it's still dangerous here. We must evacuate immediately. ”
“An ambush?”
“With all due respect, I saw half the Orcs. Apparently, it's not a normal wildling. They're very dangerous. Ball Randolph and ball Hermann are putting their lives behind them. You need to get out of here. ”
Rosamund stares at Juergen dazed, and quickly tries to steal her tears and give her instructions. At that time, the creature lying in the baggage compartment gave a thick voice.
“Who's blocking your back......? ”
Then everyone in position was surprised with their eyes wide open.
“Your Majesty!"
Yurgen once again shed tears. What if I don't wake up like this? Suddenly, my heart was broken and I felt like I was going to sit on the floor.
Albrecht hardly raises his upper body. His face was still thin, and he was exhaling.
“Rose, what are you doing here? ”
“Idiot! You ran because you collapsed! ”
Albrecht wants to think about it. He looks at the Jurgen and asks.
“How long have I been down? ”
“Five days, five days. Your Majesty."
Albrecht was in Castle Lucerne for two days after the fall, and it took him three days to get here.
Urgen is still in tears, and Albrecht rolls his head quickly to understand the situation.
However, when I tried to roll my hair in a good way, my head ached.
As Albrecht lays his hands on his head, he feels his heart sinking. I rushed to get Albrecht up.
The knights who only looked at the luggage compartment around the wagon, including Erbin, were similar. The Unstoppable Knight, the owner of the world, appeared weak to the Emperor, and they seemed to be greatly shocked.
They keep their eyes wide open and look only at Albrecht. People say that or not, Albrecht rises from his luggage.
“Eugene, put on your armor. ”
Then Yurgen opens his mouth and shouts.
“No way! Kill me instead! ”
Albrecht had no power to reverse it. I was just throwing a joke that didn't fit the situation.
“If you die without armor, it's on you. ”
He stumbles toward the canyon. I just wore a silk shirt, leather pants and boots, with no axe and no sword.
Then Yurgen hugs the big Albrecht behind his back and shouts for help against evil.
“Commander! Please don't do this! Please! We have to get out of here! It might be too late if we leave now! Randolph and Hermann's sacrifice could be futile! ”
Albrecht breathed and told Yurgen.
“What if he's not dead? ”
“What?"
Albrecht gently gripped his hand as he asked.
“There's no turning back time. Yurgen, this is not even a good time. If I delay them any longer and they die, I'll probably regret it until I die. ”
Then Erbin, who would not vomit at the words of the emperor, persuaded him.
“But, Your Majesty, you are the emperor. He's a monarch. He's always fought on the front lines without taking care of his life. Now that they are trying to save you, you need to understand their hearts as well. ”
Albrecht smiles faintly at Erbin.
“I am Albrecht before the Emperor. The life of a cowardly survivor is of no value to me. If I'm not, what good is an emperor and an empire? ”
Albrecht gives Albrecht a little power, even though he's exhausted and exhausted, his arms loosen. And then he tried to keep going south.
“Aah! Please! ”
Yurgen hangs on his crotch, and behind him Rosamund says.
“Let me go.”
“Mama!"
Rosamund picks up his golden armor from the cargo hold and approaches Albrecht. In front of him, I untied my armor, starting with my legs and putting on my armor.
Albrecht glances down at Rosamund like that.
“I'm coming with you. No matter what I say this time, I won't listen. We live together, we die together. ”
Albrecht thought she was a horrible woman. But because of this, you will love yourself.
With both the Emperor and the Empress in mind, Yurgen had no choice. Yurgen came in with axes and swords, and Herbin and the knights inspected the equipment.
Hee-hee-hee!
Lindehorn leaps in crying, knowing how he woke up. From father to son, he fought with Albrecht faithfully.
Albrecht was on the horse a little differently than usual. The knights looked at the emperor with worried eyes. It's nighttime, so you don't wear a helmet. You kick Iliya in the back with an axe.
As I lent her my father's Black Rosamund for a moment when I first met her, I made her wear it.
You can see the light from far beyond the ridge, but where Albrecht is, there is only a raging torch, and the world is still as dark as black.
Soldiers are holding out from behind, but there are more wildlings than I thought. The soldiers grew weary, and the courage of the wicked faded away, wanting to turn around and run away. Then someone shouted.
“The Emperor! ”
The soldiers turn their heads toward the sound while fighting desperately. Albrecht, dressed in golden armor, confidently showed his face on a horse.
Albrecht doesn't have the strength to shout right now, so he just drives his horse around.
But even with the emperor's appearance, the soldiers' strength seemed to surge. I didn't ask you to do it, but I squeezed out all the power I had.
“Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empire!”
Then the fire of courage catches the soldiers with a more ferocious force than a forest fire.
“Long live the Emperor! ”
The strength of the imperial army has risen, and the wildlings have begun to be driven away.
Albrecht had always encouraged his soldiers, but this time he was moved by his soldiers and his courage burned.
As you drive the cold Linderhorn through the soldiers, you charge forward. Every time the Emperor passes, the soldiers say, "Long live the Emperor! ’I cried more fervently.
At last, he reaches out to his enemies and attacks the wildlings with his axe. Rosamund fought bravely to aid Albrecht.
Even though I was powerless, I was already superhuman in the realm of technology. Albrecht doesn't drive his enemies as fiercely as usual, but he strikes back and forth, picking them up with an axe.
Even if it wasn't Albrecht's super-strength, just using the weight of the axe on the horse was enough to kill a man. The wildlings' throats were cut and their chests cut off, and there was one thing that caused them to die in a long split from the ashes to their breasts.
Meanwhile, I smiled at my wife who was fighting with me. It was a date at a brutal site where blood splits and heads crack open. What couple in the world would go through this experience?
“Waaaahhhh!”
“Long live the Emperor! ”
This time Albrecht and Rosamund inspire the soldiers. The soldiers seem to have regenerated their strength, which was utterly absent.
Like Runners High, it seemed to experience extreme joy in extreme fatigue.
Soon after, Erbin, who was following Albrecht, began leading knights and killing wildlings.
The wildlings are pushed behind the warp, as if they were exhausted from the tug-of-war. Eventually, I ran away with my back.
Albrecht searches the battlefield for a moment for dead bodies. The dizzy torches made the surroundings difficult to distinguish. I tried to improve my eyesight, but the headache hit me hard and I quit. I wasn't fully recovered yet.
“Ervin! Come here! ”
I called on Erbin with my neck full of pain. The golden armor was splattered with blood and the axe was bleeding, but Ervin jumped up and down in a similar manner.
“You summoned me, Your Majesty. ”
“Tie up the soldiers in groups of ten, like you would for hunting Orcs, and when the sun comes up, go on a search. Me and Rosamund will go save Randolph and Hermann. ”
At this point, even Erbin, who was always calm, opened his mouth. No, this is too much, isn't it? You're really going after him?
Erbin can't find anything to say, but Albrecht and Rosamund run south to Burinake before he arrives. I cannot disobey the Emperor's command, and Erbin shouts in haste.
“Beveren! Fo-Fo! Escort the king and the horse! ”
There were only twelve Knights of the Lizen Knights who came here in the first place, and many of the knights on the ground were killed and were short-handed.
However, no matter how much I think about it, I'm going after the emperor, but he's already hiding in the dark.
Erbin thinks he should quickly make up his mind and go on a search before daybreak. However, the soldiers were scattered among the piles of corpses and did not see any signs of their rise.
Albrecht, Rosamund, Bern and Fo-Fo are wandering through the darkness of the Abyss, leaning on two torches.
You set out to find Randolph and Hermann, but there's really no way of knowing where to go.
Some of the deserted wildlings are being slaughtered in the middle and are getting deeper into the sewers, with wildlings attacking in the middle.
“Queek!”
Bern, a graceful knight, slaughtered the wildlings lightly, guarding Rosamund.
Albrecht glances at him and says,
“Was it worth the military? ”
Bern smiles faintly and says the opposite of what he once said.
“Fuckin 'hell.”
Albrecht smiles satisfactorily. I was able to find my loyalty without direction, but thanks to my young friends, I was a little relieved.
Beyond your head lies the glow of wildfire along the ridge, but where Albrecht is, it is dark. Albrecht was hoping to get to where the wildfires were, but he heard a raven.
Kaaaah!
A silver-colored crow flew over my shoulder to see what was going on. At last, he nearly twisted his neck, but the crow looked unusual with that mysterious feather color.
When Rosamund sees the Silver Crow sitting on Albrecht's shoulders, his heart beats unconsciously. I felt like it was a sign, but I didn't know exactly.
And the crow crouched and cried.
Caw! Caw!
Albrecht and Rosamund, Bern and Fo-Fo felt like they were walking in a dream. You were guided by a Silver Feather Crow. What the hell is going on here?
As the crow pointed, he carefully walked through the darkness. You climb up the steep slopes, and the awkward trees around you look peculiar from the torches.
I think I walked about a mile. You hear a heavy voice. Hermann. The Silver Crow swoops over Albrecht's shoulder and flies away, as if he's done his job.
“Master?”
Albrecht looks at the sudden flying Silver Crow and turns his head in the direction of a sudden sound.
Hermann hides in a big rock and sighs, but things don't look so good.
Randolph slumps in his arms. Albrecht's heart was pounding. I hurriedly got off the horse and approached Herman.
“Are you all right? What happened to Randolph? ”
However, Hermann did not answer the question, but just laughed.
“The makeup is disgusting. Why did you come all this way? ”
Albrecht glances at Randolph's face, ignoring his words. One arm is broken, groaning and breathing faintly.
“The madman paid his debt and threw himself to save me. If it wasn't for the Plated Armor the commander gave me, I would have cut off my arm and died from a massive slash. Well, it won't be long now. ”
“Be careful what you say. ”
“Hehehe.”
Albrecht gave Herman Pinzan as a joke about this serious situation. But in fact, his condition was also serious.
I cut my throat, but it wasn't cut deep, but I was bleeding out. The circus is ragged and the armor has been torn apart. But it was then.
“Arunga, Arunga, Polta Arunga. ”
“Gord Versaca. ”
Indeed, the monstrous wildlings have emerged. Bern and Fo-Fo quickly threaten each other with their swords. Rosamund held the sword straight.
However, at the edge of the light where the torch was lit, the wildlings revealed themselves one by one. Even beyond the torch's light, there seem to be hundreds of wildlings shining in the eyes of the beast.
Albrecht once again wishes for a wave to take place inside him, but it does not. I thought I was just fighting to the death, holding my heart together.
But the wildlings are getting closer, and suddenly, boom! I heard a sound and flashed. Suddenly, the surroundings became brighter and darker again. A wildling flies back and collides with his people.
“Arunga! Arunga! ”
“Versaca!”
“Mwah!”
“Gaaaah!”
Suddenly, he screams madly, and everyone in the intestine, including Albrecht, is out of his mind. What the hell was that?
And boom! I heard a sound and the light flashed. The surroundings became brighter and darker again.
Burbun!
This time there was an explosion in a row.
Bubble Bubble Bubble Bun!
That wasn't the end. A crazy explosion happened in a rapid succession, and the surrounding area flashed numerous times and repeatedly darkened.
By this time, Albrecht was out of his mind, and so were the people. Rosamund gave it to Albrecht.
“Oh, Albert. ”
Albrecht embraces her shoulder and hugs her tightly. It was the only thing Albrecht could do.
The wildlings start to flee screaming, suddenly a white flame blazes and blocks their retreat. It lit up around me like daylight.
The wildlings start screaming more frantically. Then he points to one side and screams, but Albrecht turns his head and sees a woman a little distance from here.
The woman was wearing a wide white silk robe, with two beautifully embroidered dragons in gold and silver thread. The wind blows only around her, wielding a long silver foot and a staff.
And most of all, she had pointy ears and a beautiful look that came down from the sky just now. Not a metaphor, but a really pale glow on white skin.
Immediately, a huge echo echoes through the air.
“I am the ruler of destiny, and the manipulator of magic, Weska. ”
Despite its unparalleled high-pitched voice, its magnificence was utterly indescribable.
At the end of the staff, light streams down like water and disappears from the air. The white flames blaze and strike the wildlings as Wesard stirs the staff once more.
Surprisingly, the wildlings collapsed as if they were burning the souls of wildlings, with nothing else burning. The flames blaze through Albrecht's group.
Albrecht holds Rosamund in his arms with his axe. However, as time passed, I opened my eyes and saw only a sphere of light emitting soft light in the air, and people did not die like wildlings.
And I realized right away. My body was full of strength and my body was completely restored. You turn your head and see Hermann, the wound heals cleanly and the pale complexion is showing. Even Randolph's broken arm is restored.
Randolph wakes up, and he and Hermann stand up, blinded, and Wescade is coming this way from a distance.
But she wasn't alone. Tons of elves have been following her.
Everyone at the forefront was emitting a pale glow from white skin, like Westard. And their eyes were all shining like stars.
Elves came singing in a language they couldn't understand, as if the choir of an unknown boy was singing to the choir, and Albrecht did not know what to do with his holiness. Rosamund's tears are in his eyes.
Elves have been chasing you endlessly since Westard, and as soon as Westard approaches Albrecht, he bows his head.
“It's been a long time. Lord of the North, Kaiser Albrecht. ”
Albrecht is frozen and unable to answer. Soon, Westard looks up and smiles lovingly at Rosamund. The heavenly beauty resembles Rosamund somewhere.
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