The Amber Sword

Brando pulled out the Spike of Light and the leaf-shaped Pokémon sword pointed far into the battlefield, ordering his knights to prepare to enter. More than seventy meters away, without imagining a downward stroke, the riders tightened the reins and kept the horses at a small pace. More than fifty cavalry members crossed a small forest and emerged from the other side in the hollow view of the Skeleton soldiers.

Sassal, the Black Knight, was suddenly troubled, and he couldn't help but urge the sitting horse to run away and wave a dark steel sword, crying out behind a bone skeleton in Whitesen:

“Turn, turn, you idiots! ”

“Third row, fourth row, flatten the spear. Come on! Maggots! ”

He cursed viciously with empty, dull voices, dividing the fallen Skull soldiers into two parts. Some are headed towards the self-defence regiment led by Freya and some are prepared to restrain the human cavalry that suddenly appears on the other side.

The spear stood up, then the 'boom’ dropped, the first row pointed obliquely upwards, and the second row crossed over the shoulder blades of the first row, forming a forest of steel.

Brando looked at the tip of those chills and his face didn't change - he seemed used to the tension before the battle and couldn't find a trace of fear on his tight face, and the young man was just adjusting his breath to adapt it to the upcoming war.

Looking at the bone skeletons, he felt that the scene was no different from the game - destroying a squadron of Madara, commanders akin to monsters like the roaming elite at the same level, and every such activity had been very rewarding before. Most Squadron Leaders in the Maddala Spirit Army have the strength of mid-stream or upstream black iron, which is roughly equivalent to levels 20 to 30 in the game, if the setup hasn't changed - he may see secondary magic gear above level 20.

Brando's elf sword always points to Sassar's flanks, which is like a constraint that commands his knights to stay at a slow pace, slowly and continuously steering along a tangent line, approaching the side of the Skull Soldier Formation.

His steadiness gave Sassar a headache, and at first glance the black knight understood that his opponent was a skilled cavalry and experienced cavalry commander - skilled cavalry was a triumph with infantry - by constantly forcing his opponent to change formation, reorient, and find a gap to effectively strike and kill. And the newcomer only releases his hand without any hesitation and eventually hits his head with blood.

Sassar has turned his skull soldiers about a hundred and twenty degrees along Brando's path, and the skull soldiers have turned to stagnation, making the reconfiguration of the formation extremely troublesome, requiring investment in almost all eleven of his squadrons. Sometimes the Black Knight is worried that the thin side of his back will withstand Freya's militia shock.

After the skull archer fired the fourth wave of arrows, he started shooting freely--

Militias walking down the hill have arrived within 10 metres, and the first platoon, made up of a mix of citizens, light infantry and mercenaries from different regions - mostly Buchi, as well as the faces of Antilleans and mountaineers - reveal to varying degrees the myths of fear and tension in the faces of young or middle-aged people.

They create a wall of white mist in the cold night and everything behind them seems to be blurred.

They held wooden spears or Madara's steel sword too tightly together because they caused some stiffness, deformation, respiratory disturbances, but were pushed forward by those behind them - unconsciously.

Right in front of them is a skeleton of white bones. Dead spirits will never be afraid, and they will not be thrilled by it, one after the other, holding a tattoo of motionless posture: hands holding spears, no joy, no sorrow, no thought, calm as a note, only the orange red soul fire burning in the hollow hole in the orbit.

But it is these enemies that make people feel terrible.

The young girl with the long ponytail on her horse's back looked at the enemy and my heart was burning. The future goddess of martial arts knew that if she let go, it must be her side that collapsed first, she bit her teeth and let the horse fight a spin in place - then raised her long sword, like a blue lightning bolt into the gap between the two sides.

That was the end of the transformation from a militia to a female knight, and Freya had a blank mind at that moment, and she had nothing in mind, knowing that she was going to win, helping Brando, and wanting to go down with everyone, and that was a long, long way to go.

The thorny forest of spears leaps into the curtains, dense and numb--

“Freya! ”

The merchant lady was cautiously hiding on the top of the mountain, and of course nobody knew she was sneaking out. But she immediately saw Freya's adventurous moves, couldn't help but stare and freak out.

Then suddenly she heard the noise of contention behind her, and Roman shrugged. Turning back, I saw the girl in the back who seemed to be called Su, who was robbing a horse and rolling over the horse and rushing all the way down towards the battlefield.

Turns out she rides horses--

Roman stuck on a rock and thought, "It seems like riding is fun, too."

Freya bites her teeth and raises her hand to raise the stainless steel sword, 'clicks, clicks, clicks' and hits each spear toward her high. She rides across Madara's front, and Madara's skull soldiers retreat.

But after all, she had to deal with only a few, a spear crossing the line of defense, and the feathers of the wind brightened up and twisted along the half-armor on the ponytail girl, which was equivalent to a layer of 7 mm slanted steel plate armor, enough to break most of the attack.

But there was still a leaking fish, two spears bursting from the thorny forest, striking Freya's chest armor with a white imprint on either side, while the other burst into her waist and the red blood erupted like spring water.

Freya groaned and cut the spear to the next sword. Then she bites her teeth off and turns away from the battlefield. Behind her, the militia had collided with Madala's army of the dead. Those skeleton spears were provoked by Freya Gao, backing up in a row, but just in time for the militia to hit him in the face, suddenly resisting the immense impulse to move backwards -

Sassar could not help but be surprised at the collapse of the front behind him, who thought that his dead men could resist for a moment and buy him some time without expecting to collapse. He turned around and saw the lady knight in the armor of the Tian Qing elf as she focused on inspiring her little citizens, the Light Infantry of the White Legion and the mercenaries to form a flood that kept moving forward, constantly attacking, constantly opening up a bigger victory.

The black knight couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. If he still had enough dead witches to revive the formation, it was also one of the main features of the Undead Army, but now he's all on the other side, and Brando and his knights are staring at each other.

With that in mind, he turned around and saw that the human cavalry had indeed reoriented, facing his position, and the cavalry gradually approached, and the sitting horses began to run small.

Brando raised his sword.

More than fifty knights behind him raised their swords.

“Kill!”

“Eruin must win...! ”

The earth roared, the cavalry roared the mountain forest, the rocks on the ground were like dancing, the waves of rocks rolled up.

The skeleton skeleton, which backed off a little bit behind him, was storming Sassar's formation, and more than a dozen dead witches were surrounded by helplessness. He swept over a skeleton soldier who blocked his way and shouted with a dull voice:

“Flatten the spear! ”

Soon as Brando seemed to be a black meteor, he swept forward with his Pokémon sword on his horse's back, and the wind pressure brought by the White Crow sword was like a sickle sweeping past him - the second row of four or five skeleton soldiers in the first row brushed backwards. Then he loosened the reins, lifted his hands high, and the thick, tough gloves emitted two gentle blue rays, and 'boom’ lifted the long spears that stretched two rows towards him outward.

Then one man and one horse crashed into a bone skeleton, and several skeletons were lifted up by tall war horses and flown out.

The scene seemed extremely risky, but in fact Brando's ingenuity had reached 4.3 energy levels, several times that of ordinary people, and the movement of the Skull Soldier was as slow as a snail in his eyes, and the gap of a breath was, in his view, a huge loophole that could be easily exploited.

“Protect the horse! ”

As Brando roared, the first side of the entire cavalry struck the Spear Forest of the Undead Army. After the loud noise, the skeletons of the second row of the first row were all poured down, and the skeleton soldiers behind them backed away, crowded with the dead witches of the war.

The mercenaries were extremely skilled, and they opened up the spears of Madara's dead spirits, cut into each other's formation, and used the power of the horses to infiltrate the last three rows of these bone skeletons - and then they tried to move aside and let the second row of companions crash into each other, and Madara's front suddenly retreated to the edge of the collapse.

In the first impact, only two or three knights on horseback, most of whom were injured, could themselves kill a blood path in the rebels with more than black iron.

To put it this way, Brando led a collective battle of more than Sergeant Eruin, which was even more powerful than he had anticipated.

While a single blow did not wear this 200-strong army of the dead, it almost pushed the other side to the limit of collapse.

Even Sarsal could not believe that he had lost so quickly. The black knight saw two corpse witches laying a dark screen in front of Brando, who was trapped in the middle of his army one by one, but the other, like a blind eye, picked them out of hidden state with a sword, and half his body fell in front of him, and the white flaming bear burned.

Another corpse witch tried to hide further away using corrupt techniques, but was cut half of her body down on her back with a young man's counterhand and a sword seven or eight metres apart.

Brando turned around in the demons and waved his sword, the elf sword flattened, the surrounding bone skeleton 'boom’ scattered and a white flame emerged from the debilitating skeleton, the holy flame connected, as if the light of heaven surrounded this young knight, the crowd of demons danced instantly into flying ashes.

As soon as he passed by, all the hosts were on the ground.

Everyone couldn't bear to open their big mouths and breathe nitrogen.

Brando raised his head again and his eyes locked on the Black Knight Sassar--

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PS: So sad, the semi-zombie who threw up Mi? (me weeping...

Also, before the work is related, explain first: the energy unit is‘ OZ ’, not‘ Z ’. Okay, you, you blame the starting point of this pit dad's font, it's none of my business, Gesu.

TAT had a sad day, lost thousands of dollars, for comfort. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)