The Amber Sword

Repellents in the forest crossed the river, and news came back about all aspects of the Knights of Paras' army. Bran's long-time magician waiter, dressed in a robe at this moment in Charles, stood on the tower with his cane, looking north in the eye, and then turned around and said to the back: "The attrition is worse than expected, and the rate of repellent damage to the north is more than 40-50%. These are experienced veterans, and in three days we have lost at least 50 people and three times as many wounded. ”

Lastly, he added: "If I were Lord, I would go straight ahead and cover the runway. ”

“So you are not Lord.” The fairy princess, dressed in silver armor, looked at him and replied softly. Metissa wears a silver elf specific pointed top helmet, wrapped around her little face, her lips tight and looking English.

“Did he conspire to clean up our scouts? ”

“Probably not, purely because Pallas knew we had a caveman, and he didn't want to be attacked on the flanks during the battle. He did not want to repeat Sir Min Tae's mistake.” Metissa replied.

“It's hard to deal with.” Charles shook his head and his eyebrows were almost wrinkled: “I wonder if I could drag it for three days. ”

The army of Jeannelle has arrived...

“There are people in the forest! ”

The first reflection appeared in the forest, with a knight in a vest appearing in the forest across the river, followed by more armies. The knight plunged his flagpole into the soft soil of the riverbank, and a blue crest swept up against the wind.

Pallas' Hound's Crest.

“North, east too...! ”

“A lot. ”

Soldiers in red and blue camel robes emerged from the forest, numbering no more than a thousand. “Are they ready to attack the city?” Charles saw an archer shooting an arrow at this side of the Gris River, and the arrow fell powerlessly on the beach some fifty steps from the dirt wall, turning back and asking.

Metissa shook her head and the other side was just measuring the distance. They may try to attack once, but before doing so they should observe for a while.

As the youngest princess of the Silver Pokémon, Metisa has actually been through no fewer wars than any other tribe. Instead of making her nervous before the war, there was a familiar friendliness, but too few enemies.

Too few enemies, Silver Elf Girl shook her head.

Metisa was not mistaken, as she stood on her horse's back like a sword, far from a hill a thousand meters away. The knight beside Groudin's most trusted minister, with his hands pressed against the handle of a sword, looked sharply like an eagle falcon in his deep orbit and patrolled over the banks of the river.

Pallas is the oldest of all Groudin's ministers, and although he has a personal relationship with Sir Mintai, his age is far apart, and Sir Mintai is in his prime years, but Pallas is already white. The old knight could say that after a hundred wars, his fame could not be conveyed as far away as Ambethel and Butch, but among the barbarian hillbillies of Tonigal was a role that could stop the child.

The Gris River ferry is right in front of you, and Pallas has been here once or twice before. He remembers the flat grass across the river, but what he sees now makes him suspicious that he is old - the lush forests completely cover the ferry and only the shallow beaches stretching from the forests across the bank to the mouth of the river prove that they are in the right place, a time when even infantry can cross the river from the shallow beaches of the Gris crossing. There seems to be work in the distant forests, as evidenced by the towers on the canopy - just when there was an extra forest here, and Parras remembers that his last visit was only two or three years ago, but the forests on the other shore did not seem to grow between two and three years.

These ancient trees will take at least two or three people to hug each other, more than 10 meters, let alone two or three years, and not necessarily 20 or 30 years to grow up like this.

“There are fortifications across the river, and the sentry said they saw homemade walls. This forest, at least, is true of rumours that Druid is working for the rebels.” Parras was surrounded by deputies, he said.

“Does Druid have a way to make the woods look like this in a short time? Are these illusions or are they transplanted from elsewhere?” Parras saw the forest in front of him, a pristine forest that was not easy to defend and could not have been more incredible if Druid had the ability to do so; even if the forest had been transplanted from elsewhere, it would not have been easy to grow in a short period of time. Though he has not seen magic, most of the magic practiced by the wizard is instantaneous and powerful, but not unacceptable.

It's just that the forest is right in front of them, at least a dozen miles long, and it's really in front of them. Neither illusion nor illusion.

The knights around them kept their mouths shut. Druid was a mysterious group, and no one could say what they were going to be. Even in most legends, Druids say twice whether or not they can perform spells, one saying that Druids are good at domesticating animals to fight for them, and the other saying that Druids become powerful animal fighters, just like veterinarians.

But Parras quickly called the accompanying magician to explain the problem to them, and the elderly wizard was surprised to hear that the forest appeared empty in front of him. Druid could accelerate the growth of plants, but it was definitely not as powerful.

The opposite side can create such a large forest in a short time, either indicating an alarming number of Druids owned by the other side. Either the Druid serving each other is at least the level of the Druid Master in the rings of the sky. "How many Druids would it take to create such a forest in a matter of months," Parras asked, as Master Druid and the magician leader of the Silver Coalition were not convinced that Brando's men existed? ”

“Months!?” The wizard screamed and almost left without turning around: "It will take thousands of people, at least, to create such a forest in a few months. ”

“Thousands? That is not possible. There are thousands of rebels in total.” There's a knight rebutting.

“That means that the other party has a Master Druid, or a ring of 30 Grand Druids, which is the unit used by the Druids, and a ring of 30 Grand Druids is no worse than a real army.” The wizard replied in shadow.

“Nor is it right that the other side should be so strong that they are still sitting here waiting to die? ”

“Could this forest be illusion?” Parras interrupted the argument and asked with some magic knowledge of his own. The wizard actually thought of that, but before he could speak, the deputy shook his head.

“Our soldiers have tried, at least all of this is true. ”

“Along the river for more than a dozen years, just ahead of them is no longer easy.” After listening, the wizard shook his head.

“Can we attack with fire?” Someone asked.

“The other side has so many Druids that they can easily be extinguished by fire, don't forget that they are the guardians of the forest and much more skilled than you in dealing with fire.” The wizard replied.

In short, try it anyway, "Parras made a silent decision:" Get the soldiers ready for a rocket and make a probe attack. Successfully or unsuccessfully, camp in place and prepare the knights of the Grizzly Bear Leader to begin cutting trees. ”

……

Let the army of Denel move.

A platoon of soldiers emerged from the woods in grey green robes, with shields in their hands and swords no longer in the waist. The rear three rows carry a trident and the spear tips carry a long grey triangle flag.

To the north of Tonigal there are three connected knight collars, Pallas' emblem is a hound, Rowley's emblem is a grizzly bear, and Cruise's emblem is a silver circle moon, so there is a circle moon on the flag raised by the soldiers opposite this moment.

“I thought such a large forest would scare them.” Charles shook his head, and while the Druids contributed valuable magic seeds and almost finished the line day and night, time was running out. This forest is actually only a short distance to the fortress, and it's a real pristine forest, and he's the one behind it.

Soldiers from Cruise collar slowly forward, a large group of clothes clad on their wings, wearing thick leather armour, hand-held axes and rounded shields of barbarian mountaineers, the three armies slowly stepped across the river from the shallow beach and approached the Gris crossing.

“What does the lord say?” Charles raised his hand and was about to give the order.

“‘It's just some nobleman with shields and spears who can't even make it to the 1st rank. Do you need to ask me? Stupid!’" Metissa replied, imitating Brando's tone.

“Class 1? What the hell is that?” Charles' eyebrows are almost wrinkled together. It seems that his lord has always liked to say strange things. He still hasn't figured out what lvup theory was last time he was in Lidenburg. What is this first-class army now?

But by this time he couldn't think about it enough, because Cruise's infantry rear platoon had allowed Denel's archers to come out in rows, none of whom were highly trained by Parras. They held a long bow and cut a dirt ditch with arrows on the ground, unwrapping the leather bag between their waists and pouring the liquid inside into the dirt ditch.

“It's oil, rocket!” The Fairy Fairy Princess has changed her face.

A firedragon had been set ablaze in the forest, and human soldiers had raised long bows at the moment, carrying burning long arrows. With a sound in the forest, the bow strings tremble - the next moment, almost everyone in the forest sees a cloud of fire flying up into the sky, reflecting half the sky into a bloody red, and then the cloud stops at the top and smashes its head down.

“Rocket! ”

Accompanied by a scream, a rocket call sounded and a bang bang pounded into the forest. Fortunately, trees were extremely dense and most arrows were blocked by tree crown branches, with only a small fraction falling through gaps into mercenary camps.

The direct damage caused by the rocket was almost non-existent, but there was little expression on the face of the distant Paras, who waited for a follow-up effect, which was soon to be seen.

The archers are raising their bows, and the second wave of rockets is already on the string.

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(PS: Late update, I can't help it these days, I don't have anywhere to go online, I hope everyone forgives me.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)