The Amber Sword

The columns of light intersect in the rain, as if the rain wire passing through them had also become pure gold in the distance.

Everyone raised their heads and sank without seeing a crack over the clouds in the sun. The pure white light was like wings falling from behind the clouds, gently protecting them from the crowns of their children.

A ray of light pierced the clouds and drowned over the harbour.

The old soldier stood tall as if he were going to inject his whole life's strength into this position, standing in front of the window.

Fist only with your hands tight.

The ancient king walked in the clouds and watched silently, but the descendants could only speak for themselves. Remember that oath that was inscribed on the sword, Aruin's nobles?

They can't answer.

“Lord Knight.” The Marquis of Balta was restless and he felt that kind of turmoil in his heart, but he was even more afraid that the old knight had suddenly changed his mind. Although he is the leader of the White Lion Legion, he is definitely the oldest Imperial Lion when it comes to who is more prestigious in the army and who can respond to every call.

The old man turned around slowly, faint and resolute, with only a little light deep in his dark eyes, as if he was conceived of determination. He raised his head and said slowly, "Balta, the White Lion Corps has lost that flag for a long time, but because of this, we can no longer lose our glory as soldiers ——”

“To this day, if the First King asks us for that answer, but we have long strayed from that glorious path, we can only answer His Majesty with the final dignity of the kingdom's army - the White Lion Legion - to the death. ”

White Lion Legion, till the dead end.

The marquis of Balta was stuck for a moment, and he looked at the old knight's tall figure, out the window, in the sky, during the storm, and the lightning fell. When, however, he was young and insane, he insisted on his ideals, but the struggle for power, the court struggle, had already levelled everything, and even he did not know for himself, what he had lost for all of it.

At this moment, he suddenly sees the young man with the spear, the flag flying, the spear gleaming above the highlands, the shotgun soaring - he was so close to his ideals.

That's the history of Eruin.

The Marquis felt some moisture in his orbit and bent down deeply with his eyes bare and offered a gift to his teacher. Only today did he realize that he had finally completed the knight's last lesson.

Hang in there.

“The Cruz also had glory," a voice said quietly, "but we learned to compromise. Ideas and realities are not always compatible, and while a free and steadfast heart is desirable, it is as respectable as those who have achieved self-sacrifice. ”

The owner of the voice lowered his head and gave a slight bow to the Riedel d 'Oro Society.

The old man shook his head red-eyed and swallowed: “Old Wood, the Eloins are bleeding. ”

“I understand, I understand," Ambethel's former High Priest was on the side of the house, and I couldn't help but close my eyelids at this moment, and the color of my eyes was a little moving. He sighed heavily: "Acme built a kingdom of heroes, sorry...”

It was at that time that a service in a sacrificial robe suddenly broke into the door and some shouted in panic: "My Lord, they resonate so strongly that we are losing control. ”

Wood looked at Ambethel out the window with emotion, the kingdom he knew, the people he knew, even at the last minute, who were fighting for it.

But right or wrong, they have at least the courage; at least there are people fighting for their destiny, compared to the cowards who hide in the darkness.

Yet one day Cruz also set sunset, and the glow of the Empire stopped, so what was the scene like?

“Lord Priest? ”

“Do what you can, they, no... he always realizes," Wood doesn't answer back, he remembers the young man he saw the other day, shakes his head, "but there are things we have to do, right or wrong. ”

“As for the results. ”

“Leave it to history...”

……

The light falling between the clouds was like a giant hand, and enormous pressure set everyone to die on the ground.

Thanks for the show!

Karen stood with a long sword in her hand in the rain just to cry in pain and joy, perhaps tears had been shed, only tears had melted into the rain. When he saw with his own eyes the golden light as if it had separated the rain curtain and landed on the army opposite him, he understood that whatever the outcome, it would be the last performance of the White Lion Regiment of the Kingdom.

That man, who personally placed the flag of war in the hands of this legion, personally added the laurel to their heads and honored them with his own hands. Today, however, he stands opposite them, asking them to bow down and surrender.

Never!

Karen stood up, stubborn as a child, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the clouds and see the final moment.

“But the child is finally going to grow up to be an adult, monarch...”

“Perhaps that is our answer. ”

He bit his teeth tight and tears were already pouring out, "White Lion Corps, my brothers! White lion's claw teeth shined over the highlands, and we stood firm for the kingdom,” The voice of the young commander roared in the wind and rain, "but whenever! Wherever! We remember the motto of the White Lion! ”

“Legion of the White Lions, until death! ”

“Legion of the White Lions, till death!” Many of the soldiers wept and suddenly realized what they were facing, what they had always wanted and insisted on, and now they were on their side. They seemed to be fighting a defeat, but the soldiers still took their swords with difficulty.

It's a choice.

Because that's where their honor lies.

It's the White Lion's courage.

And whoever fights with Me today, it will be my brother every day, until the end of the day. Karen lifted her sword with great difficulty and shouted almost two words: “Go... sharp! ”

In the light, the pounding pressure keeps everyone from moving.

But the White Lion Regiment of the Kingdom is moving forward, as if it were crawling, little by little, with the last resoluteness and courage on everyone's face, to strike at the White Lion Guard of Brando's reproduction.

Slow as a snail, but never forward.

When Caglis raised his head, he saw exactly the same scene. They have experienced the scourge of wolves, brushed the black forest, been taught by Brando, studied the most systematic Pokémon swordsmanship, inherited the oldest white lion methods of warfare, and wore the finest white lion armor.

They were proud because they were born with such pride that they thought they represented the most glorious history of the kingdom and that they could defeat it.

But until today, they don't really know what an army's soul is.

Everyone watched this scene, watching Karen and his soldiers wage the slowest battle of all time, but waiting for them was not a mockery, but the most serious divinity of their enemies.

“The First King," Caglis raised his head, raising his hands and shouting, “Let's have a fair confrontation. ”

“It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong. ”

“Just because we respect each other! ”

The light dissipated in a flash. It's just that the white lion armor on Caglis's line of people has an extra layer of golden light, which is converging a little bit, eventually forming a golden inscription on the armor. If Brando had been here, he would have recognized at first glance that this was exactly the set of white lion armor that had been eventually improved by the predecessor King Acme.

The white lion suit in history.

This is the recognition of the righteous by the noble soul, and it was not until this moment that Caglis realized that they were truly recognized by the White Lion.

He also raised his sword and did not need to give an order - in fact, at the same time that the light and the pressure disappeared, two troops across history collided with the current regiment 10 metres across the zone.

This is the most direct dialogue in the past and today, and the most direct confrontation between the two armies.

The sword of the soldiers of the Royal White Lion Legion was cut on the White Lion armor of a Caglis traveler, but it could not even break through its magical defenses effectively. The outer periphery of the White Lion Armor was only slightly shaken by gold, and the long sword of the soldiers of the kingdom was reversed.

The White Lion Armor is designed by Brando to be a Maximi armor with an armor thickness of no more than three millimeters, but with an equivalent protection value of up to six, almost equal to a double-layer hinged slab with a thickness of more than five millimeters, which has never existed on Earth, and even in Warnde, the Black Iron Peak Power Swordsman would be greatly restricted in his mobility.

In fact, very few infantry armies below the fourth level are wearing such heavy armor, which is often the choice of the cavalry.

And the White Lion Armor is not just about armor itself, because it is a magic armor, in fact, the wind system defense magic surrounding it provides an extra 5 magic protection, while the average strength of the White Lion Regiment in the Black Iron Peak makes it difficult to break through the 5 magic protection.

Unless they use the Enchanted Weapon as well, the White Lion Regiment has been in a much worse situation since the royal power diminished. In the past, the White Lion Legion did have such a glorious period that it was possible to distribute magic armor and Enchanted Sword to everyone. But to this day, only a small number of elite troops in the Corps can possess a magic armor for everyone.

And as for the Enchanted Weapon, forget it. Because of the size and material of the weapon itself, it is often more difficult to enchant than armor, and therefore more precious. Eru, including the Knights of the Royal Family, does not yet have an army that can distribute an enchanted weapon.

Not to mention that Karen's Fourth Column of the White Lion Legion is not really an elite formation within the Legion. Only a few of the more than two hundred people have magic swords, most of them personal.

In fact, Karen couldn't help but bitter her mouth when she waved her sword over the armor on Caglis shoulder and neck. The sword in his hand is also a family heirloom sword. Although it is only a microlight magic sword, it is at least bordered by an enchanted weapon. But the sword was cut down, and only a deep mouth was opened on each other's armor.

Of course, he did not know that the armor of several White Lion Guard officers in Caglis was specially reinforced, only to think that everyone else was, for a moment, unbearably cold. He is a silver first-class swordsman who can't even break the other side's defense with one sword, not to mention the others.

But Karen freaked out, and so did Caglis.

Don't fight each other, don't know what the White Lion Legion veterans are capable of. To say that his strength has actually reached the middle of silver after experiencing the Black Forest, and the level of white raven swordsmanship studied far exceeds the other side, but the other side almost killed him with that simple military swordsmanship.

It's just a quick word, it's really too fast, and the other side seems to have guessed his intentions, first sealing the direction of his sword and chopping it around his neck. Had it not been for the White Lion Armor, he would have been somewhere else by now, I'm afraid.

At this moment, Caglis realized the pain of the day when Buga, Albert the White Knight, met Brando.

For a while, Caglis couldn't bear the cold sweat.

And now he's not the only one who's sweating, and all the young people from Tonigal are getting more shocked. Although they still dominate the scene - the White Lion Regiment of the Kingdom has been undermining the army since the beginning, they have not even produced one light casualty on their side.

But everyone knows it's not their fault. Instead, the armor designed and manufactured by the Lord is really too perverted. In fact, they have been beaten by the veterans of the White Lion Corps of the other kingdom. They can barely repay their hands. However, the veterans of the White Lion Corps often cut more than a dozen swords on them. There is nothing wrong with the White Lion Armor, but they fought back once with the Lion Sword, and often the other side was seriously injured or killed.

Veterans of the Royal White Lion Legion do not have any fancy tactics, so they seize the opportunity between moments with the limited acceleration power provided by the leftover 'White Lion Armor', and each time they can call Caglis' squad into chaos.

It's just that the more shocked Caglis gets, the more bitter Karen gets.

Because no matter how dominant they are, they will never win.

Besides, the other side is not a bunch of people, and Karen also sees that the Caglis are like recruits on the battlefield, lacking nothing but experience.

But they are becoming more mature, and the counterattack and defense are becoming more and more stable, by contrast, they become the other teacher - teaching each other how to kill themselves.

Karen couldn't help but close her eyes.

Caglis finally couldn't help it. He wasn't stupid enough to fight like this without saying if they'd learned anything. I fear that the morale of the White Lion Guard, Lord, will be wiped out. Although pride is always the way to die, an army cannot be without pride of its own.

He couldn't bear to look at the white lion veteran who fought with admiration.

At the same time, the order was given: "White Lion Regiment, give up your defense and attack with all your might!” He almost shouted out the phrase, which was somewhat ridiculous. Their clumsy defense was simply useless in front of each other. Instead, it was better to simply hand over the defense to the White Lion Armor and go all the way to crumble each other.

Though this order sounds a little overwhelming, it is the best Caglis can come up with.

It's also the most effective.

As soon as the young man from Tonigal gave up his defense, he didn't look so busy. It was as if they had returned to that dark forest, and their adversaries were still those terrible monsters, and they did not need to be bewitched any more, but to muster all the courage to advance as they had on that day.

That's enough.

Caglis and his White Lion Guard shouted together, raising the sword of the lion in his hand and beginning to storm forward. At that moment, the grinding they had undergone in the Black Forest began to show its effect, and the swords in their hands swung toward the enemy in front of them ——

That moment.

Karen understands that a nearby failure has arrived.

The sword, brilliant.

The dense blades of white crow swordsmanship converge, and if the waves typically cross the rain curtain, they bring a blurry white mist to realize - why it is named White Crow.

'Cause that's a bunch of winged white flying birds.

They cross the crowd.

Blood like rain.

Karen barely cried and he didn't understand why he was here. Shouldn't their enemies be Krutz? But he brought his men here to lose their lives and all their glory.

But at this last moment, the Fourth Column of the White Lion Regiment of the whole kingdom exploded with the greatest courage. Instead of retreating or defending themselves, they hung themselves completely with Caglis' men - hardly ever to be called confrontation on the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Royal White Lion Legion begged to die.

I can't even watch Caglis.

“Enough! ”

“Stop...!” He stood in the rain roaring like a crowned lion: “Everybody stop! ”

Young people from Tonigal have stopped one after the other. Then the soldiers of the Royal White Lion Army also stopped, many of whom had become a blood man, but were still staring at their enemies with arms in their hands.

On the street, bloody red.

There was a period of silence between the two sides standing on this street.

“I don't know who you are,” Caglis gasped coarsely in the rain, his voice echoing in the rain: "Commander across the street, but I hope you'll give us a way… this killing should no longer continue. ”

“The White Lion Regiment will never back down, even if it dies to the last man.” Karen looked across the street at the commander of the heavily armored White Lion Corps, who was also breathing heavily and calmly, but remained steadfast.

Caglis took a gentle breath.

“It's not a retreat,” he closed his eyes, "but does the White Lion Regiment of the kingdom have to face the Eruins without moving forward? Is this where your glory lies? Why are you here? Answer me, just to fight for power? ”

“No, this should not be what the White Lion Corps is after! ”

“Is this what you want? ”

“When you joined this glorious name and swore an oath to that flag, was this what you wanted? ”

“Open your eyes and take a good look!” Caglis was almost yelling, he held his fists tight: “Look at your flag, it's red with blood! Look at this port, it's bleeding! ”

“But it's all Eruin blood...”

“Listen, this bear-burning voice, this is the dying groan of the kingdom, didn't you hear it? ”

“Is this what you swore to guard? This vast frontier, risking everything that life has to guard in its vows, precedes the home of ancient glory. ”

He stares at them, word for word.

“We are killing our kingdom. ”

“So, would you step aside…? ”

When he shouted, Karen's sword fell to the ground. He saw the bloodstained flag that Caglis was referring to, the white lion, and it was stained with the blood of the Eluynes themselves.

Is that what they're after?

In the rain, the White Lion Legion knight fell on his knees and cried in tears.

… (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.)