The Amber Sword

Thousands of troops are walking in silence in a rain screen, neatly aligned, without any murmur. Eyes everywhere, gray colors, armor, helmet, cloak, intersect.

“Who are they?” The veterans upstairs looked down at the fortress with awe and face to face, such an army at first glance was the brigade of strength, the most difficult opponent on the battlefield; but Eruin still had such a strong army, from Fort Kurko? Or the ice and snow battlefield on the northern plateau?

Until a flag pierces the darkness - above the flag, the crest of a unicorn white lion shines through centuries, carrying one of the most glorious histories of this ancient kingdom.

“I'm afraid he turned around,” the captain beside him said to himself, turning around, "is the White Lion Corps! The White Lions have arrived. Open the gates! ”

“Open the gates! ”

“Open the gate--! ”

The sentry's password was passed on the towering city, intermittently penetrating the rain curtain, and huge wooden doors pushed open the mud, slowly opening in the low, heavy squeaking of the winch.

The marching team stopped.

Owen raised his head and looked at the gray walls of this ancient harbour fortress in the torrential rain; this was the heart of the southern part of the kingdom that they had been guarding - a city founded by the first monarch Acme, ‘- its glory was written on its walls, from which the Eruz were no longer ruled by the Cruz’, a walls that had been frosted and baptized by war but had never been lost in the hands of the enemy.

And this time, it will wash itself.

“Legion of White Lions, enter the city! ”

……

Before dawn, Madeleine dragged the new guy to the pier. Outside the harbour is a pitch-black wave, but the surface of the sea seems to be about to turn upside down and storms sweep through the entire ocean - beyond the chain of land, the sea is boiling, and a line of white shattered waves beneath the Cape Lighthouse is clearly visible, and he has never seen such violent weather in 10 years.

“Fucking big wave.” Madeleine praised the storm for his 12 years as an experienced and knowledgeable Port Guard, but had never seen such a spectacular scene.

“I haven't seen a storm like this since I was a little girl. The old witch in Cape Sea Wind said that the Dark Dragon was resurrected and was now a sign...” The recruit looked pale and saw a small sailboat dragged from its anchor into the sea, disappearing into a giant swirl between his eyes, and couldn't help but shake.

“Cut the crap, I can't drown you!” Madeleine kicks over, "get to work, don't slow down.” He raised his head and couldn't help shaking his head: “But this year is an anomaly...”

“Ah!”

“What now? ”

“Captain, there's something in the ocean! ”

“Are you blind? Probably a sailor in the water. May Martha bless them.” Madeleine shook her head, and it was a miracle that she could survive this time of year, and not the bad luck of knowing where - perhaps on that boat before.

“No, no, it's a shark! There are so many sharks in the sea!” The recruits suddenly screamed like ghosts.

“Sharks?” Madeleine was stunned and couldn't help turning back. Just above the surface of the sea, a white wave swept in and raised a fin, like a flag. Then, the second, the third, dozens of white waves go through the giant waves, forming a giant assault arrow pointing straight at the dock--

The second and third arrows followed, almost between turns, and the entire area of the port of Ambesseur was simultaneously confronted. Hundreds of waves are accelerating above the surface, like a massive pack of wolves.

Madeleine's face changed from time to time.

“That's not a shark! ”

“It's an enemy attack...! ”

All he felt was his legs softened and he turned around sneaking towards the alarm bell on the pier, but just turned around and ‘bang’ hit a solid wall. The old Hong Kong mercenary felt nothing but black in front of him. He couldn't help but look up in awe...

What he saw was a snake-shaped monster and a cold, angular, lizard-like face.

Naga!?

Madeleine slowed down with incredible eyes.

Sannir retracted his hand, and he glanced coldly at the two guards who had fainted on the ground, the weakness of mankind, which he had seen. It's just such a weak little race, and there's also a heartbreaking strong -- it turns around, on the beach, as if it were a magnificent picture with a storm in the background, and under this picture, countless Nagars are landing...

In the blink of an eye, the pier and the stack bridge both announced a change of hands...

Seven piers, one standby pier and two military piers in Ambesseur were attacked simultaneously. The harbour guards couldn't resist at all, and suddenly collapsed...

“Pier 3 fell. ”

“Pier 4 falls...”

“My lord, they are setting fire to the ship! ”

“How is that possible!?” Junean was yelling at his men almost as hard as he could. In fact, he didn't have to report it. He also knew what was happening in the harbor. There was a storm outside the window, but the direction of the pier was the fire. "Are you all in the bucket? Come on, tell me who's attacking us! ”

“My lord, it's Naga! Greyfin Naga! ”

“Naga?” The deputy harbour commissioner almost grabbed the ink bottle on the desk and threw it over: “You can't even fight a bunch of bandits? ”

“No, my lord! But there are too many of them!” The deputy quickly explained.

“Too much? A hundred, a thousand?” Junean's anger was unstoppable, and although Greyfin Naga often attacked merchant ships on the shipping lane, they had almost never attacked the port, and his first reaction was that his subordinates were shirking their responsibilities.

This is what they do most often.

“No, my lord, a thousand! Thousands!” The deputy couldn't believe herself, but answered with a stiff scalp. This time, however, Junean was not angry because everyone heard a shout.

“My goodness...! ”

Everyone turned back and suddenly a huge shadow emerged in the raging waves of storm rage, and the monster was so huge, as if a floating mountain peak had suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

Sea... sea demon whale!

Junean was softened up in his seat, and the mess in his head hovered around, but now he has only one thought, and this damn harbor chief, he can't do it! I don't want to do it anymore!

What is this?

……

“Port under attack, requesting backup?” Ser Tinopa Lee, the leader of the Ranger Corps, took the order and looked at the subpoena with suspicion. He shrugged his head up, the sky in the direction of the harbour area was half red, and the fool knew what was going on.

“Sir? ”

He shook his head and his eyes deepened as if his mind were going to penetrate the heavy rain screen; the cavalry around him turned back and waited for his commander to give the order.

“We have a more important task.” Sir replied.

“But over at the port? ”

“Leave Junean alone! Do the people of Ambethel feed them with a bunch of buckets, and if they can't hold them, let them go to the council themselves!” Tinopa hummed in disgust, adding at the end: "Greyfin naga robbery with fire, they will look good in the future...”

But his voice fell, and in the distance, a preacher fell and appeared in everyone's sight. "My lord, it's not good! Naga has begun to attack the city...”

“What?!” Nopa's face changed this next season: “That's impossible. Are those bandits crazy? They're not looting anymore, Martha! They're declaring war! ”

Greyfin Naga is declaring war, and they are participating in this civil war ——

“Forward, keep going, the storm protects the children of the serpent Marnasse, so that they are fearless! ”

Above the First Military Pier in Ambesseur, Sannir watched all this coldly, single-handedly holding a blue trident pointed forward, behind it, thunder and lightning, in front of it, rushing floods:

“Her Majesty's Royal Decree, the Greyfin Naga Guard, attacked the inner city of Ambesseur! May the sacred covenant remain unbreakable with our allies on land, and now we fight side by side again! ”

“Attack! ”

The crest of Snake Marnus on the Trident is clearly visible - if Brando were here at this moment, he would surely recognize this as the treasure of the Greyfin clan, the sceptre of the Sea God.

Sir Tinopa Lee's face was like ice iron, and he turned around and lifted his knife.

“Inspect the cavalry to listen, Le wait for today's enemies are both those who conspire to divide the kingdom, behind me, snipe the Greyfin clan!! ”

“Eruin! ”

“Long live! ”

“Long live! ”

Heavy rain, a knife with a finger. In the wind and rain, people hissed, over the square, a large cavalry was rapidly turning around, one after the other, between the eyes, the patrol cavalry had been divided.

“The patrol cavalry moved, and he did have an arrangement. ”

Count Odin put down his brass telescope and he stood with a stranger in a coat, who was still behind him. Several of them have passed the test of life and death from the scourge of the Black Forest Wolf, and the relationship between them has long been stronger than that of previous alliances of interests.

Behind them are hundreds of silent aristocratic militiamen, all alone in the rain.

The Count turned back: "Master Rudeau. ”

The mysterious man in the coat nodded. “I have received news from the rings of the sky, and I do not know what happened to the rings of the wind, but I hope they are doing the right thing. ”

“Right or wrong, you have to try it yourself," Odin's eyes go straight through the rain screen, between the sea and the sky, the silver rain belt goes straight to the city, "Besides, I have faith in that man. ”

“It has nothing to do with confidence, for me it is an order.” The cloak man shook his head.

He raised his hand.

A ring on your hand, like a dream, creates a tree shape inside the emerald stone.

‘Wow,' a slight chirp. Everyone couldn't help turning back. A few miles away is the forest of Vlada, and the forest crown stretches for thousands of miles, and only a black-pressed raptor rises to cover the sky for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, it is like a black cloud pressing the port of Ambesseur.

The guards at the south gate of Port Ambesseur felt that today was the end of the world and that everyone could not help but look at the scene with pale eyes. Countless birds are heading straight for the city. Martha, come on, what the hell is going on?

And from above the bird's eye, this ancient port seems to be in a terrible flood.

Flooding rage.

Above the clouds, a huge shadow passed away instantly, a pair of golden eyes blinked and couldn't help but show their admiration.

“Interesting, little guy. ”

……

(PS: Come on, let's burn to ashes together.) (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.)