The Amber Sword

Freya bit her lips and watched the wolves gather in the canyon and suddenly disperse, revealing the central thing. Those were several overlapping werewolves with signs of intense fighting scattered around the snow, which had been pre-arranged to ensure that Yuki was within their optimal range.

After Yuki discovered the bodies, he slowly walked away. The quadriceps were even bigger, as if they were heavy war horses, surrounded by giant wolves, the ghosts of winter - the sons of Ashes, the pale sons - who often appeared in folk stories, far more terrible in this forest than the winter wolves.

“Are you sure?” Brenda saw Yuki actually squatting next to the werewolves and began examining the bodies, relieving herself and asking sideways.

“Try it.” Lolo replied.

After a brief question-and-answer session, the Folding Knights made a final adjustment, taking a deep breath, holding their breath, keeping their bow-shaking hands steady, and slowly pushing the bow to the chord. The bow makes a squeaky noise. Most bows suitable for the level of golden power are magic bows. Only composite bows handled by the 'strong’, ‘toughened' and other laws can withstand a hundred times the power of ordinary people, but even so, each bow opening still equals the lifespan of the lost bow - this loss is irreversible - in Eruin, the magic bow on the market can even buy 17,000 Torr, even if it comes from the master's pen in the royal factory, most of these bows will not last more than a hundred bows, each bow opening, almost equals wasting the gold coin equal to the bow.

The wind had not risen in the canyon, and Youxi still felt nothing. It was just as if there was a natural acumen about the danger that raised his head. His subtle motion seemed to touch the tight nerves of the Cruz, and little Pello looked at Freya, who nodded softly.

Freya exhaled lightly as if to calm herself down.

“Shoot!” Almost at the same moment, Nimatis gave the order to attack in cold voice.

The archers loosened the bow strings, and the force attached to the arrows was so great that when they came out of the strings, they all burst into a deafening sound. It passed, the airflow was turbulent, and it looked like a space oscillation in the distance.

The first arrow skipped over the flanks of the winter wolf herd, and the cyclone that brought it up actually blew the underneath wolf herd into thin air. Under such an attack, Youxi could not react at all. He had just turned his head, and the arrow had fallen in front of him, crossing a distance of hundreds of yards, and everyone could even see his frightened and incredible face.

The giant wolf around him saved his life, and the huge white son jumped and blocked the path of the arrow, then was shot in the back by an arrow, and the huge impact threw it directly into the snow, spilling a snowflake.

Arrow rain then falls.

The four white sons next to Youxi were instantly shot as hedges, but at least they bought time for the Marquis to finally react to what had happened.

He never dreamed that the lost Knights of Cruz would dare to attack him on their own initiative. And when he realized that, everything had become irreversible.

The first time Yuki lay down, a flying punch went into the winter wolves, trying to find a shelter by covering the other side of the canyon. But unfortunately, the ambush chosen for him by Little Pero and Nimmasis was flat, and the small group of winter wolves that had previously surrounded him fell quickly, and more were still far between the two wings or had already gone into the canyon.

Yu Xi started to regret that he probably shouldn't have come so far, but it was too late to say anything. But as the wolves gradually became thinner, an arrow shot him, and he screamed and fell into the snow, and the arrow penetrated his left calf and nailed him directly to the ground.

If he is still alive, then he must be in a lot of sweat at this moment, but one of the benefits of dying is losing his sense of pain. Yu Xi hurried back to bite his teeth, pulled out the sword between his waists and tried to cut off the long feather arrow that nailed him to the ground with one sword.

Meanwhile, the wolves in the canyon finally found the attackers, and the wolves in the wolves made this tumbling noise, and some of the nearer wolves had begun to turn around and sword the knights of Cruz over the cliff.

Closer winter wolves, on the other hand, rush to the Marquis of Yuxi in an attempt to protect their owners.

“Brenda, Alaia, lead the squad!” Freya stared at the mountainous winter wolves as if they were a reverse avalanche, a scene so similar to what she had seen in Ambethel, as if it had happened yesterday. The Goddess of Martial Arts shakes the sword in her hand and says that it is never possible without tension. After all, she was only a captain of a knight at that time, and at this moment, each of her orders determines whether all those present are buried here or escaped.

She gripped so hard that her finger joints were all white because of the loss of blood, but she herself had no idea. Thousands of winter wolves are within a hundred feet of them, and it takes only two breaths to reach them at the rate of winter wolves, a swarm of snowflakes, each of which beast's teeth is clearly visible with its flashing pointed teeth.

“Rollo, prepare for the second round of shooting.” Freya took a deep breath and tried to keep the voice line as smooth as possible.

Rollo licked his lips, and even for the Cruz, such a big scene was not always visible, especially since they were just ‘novices’. The battle before us even went beyond the battle that broke out last night, and when the wolves stormed the open terrain outside the forest, that momentum could never be said on the same day.

Everyone, including him, seeped a fine layer of oil sweat in their palms.

But the training worked during the week, and the young knights of the Cruz held up their long bows neatly. As soon as they opened their bows, the knights in the rear row had taken up their shields with their long swords and left the front 20 steps away listing a thin array of knockouts, led by Brenda and Alaia.

The wolves are only 50 feet away.

The knights put down their long shields and inserted one of the tips of the shield into the snow, then lowered their weight and were ready for impact.

While Rollo squinted his eyes and raised the long bow in his hand a little higher, his line of sight kept rising, crossing a raging pack of wolves, the clusters of arrows gleaming with the cold light still aimed at the bottom of the canyon.

“Put it down!”

Nimaisie gave the order as soon as all the archers had adjusted.

Meanwhile, Yu Xi finally turned around and cut off the arrow stuck in his left leg. Although the spirit was not in pain, that did not mean that he would not suffer the pain. The passing of the power of the soul almost gave him a breath of cold air, and after he had done so, he was not in a hurry to escape, but rather had dropped his sword in his hand, turned over hard, and looked at the sky.

Youxi's pale eyes flashed with a kind of gray light, the inner divine color, both crazy and desperate.

In his sight, above the sky, the arrows fell like rain.

He opened his mouth and revealed Bryson's teeth, as if they were making a final cry, but there was no tiny sound. Almost instantly, more than twenty arrows nailed him to the ground with the wolf who had just arrived.

Yu Xi looked up at his head and held on for the last moment before laying flat down.

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The winter wolf made a dull noise when it collided with the shield of the knight, and the impact of these beasts was so great that if they were ordinary human soldiers, they would probably have been lifted at this moment. When the Duke of the Long Blade confronts the frozen wolves in large-scale operations on the plateau, it is often necessary to pull soldiers out of seven rows of square formation, far beyond confronting heavy cavalry.

But the Winter Wolves are also facing an extraordinary opponent, with dozens of Krutz knights in the front row all with the power of the Gold Class. In front of them, the Winter Wolves are no different from ordinary wolves.

The knights used their shields to lift up the wolves that crashed into them, or to crucify them in the snow with their swords, then took a slight step back and waited for a second attack. Unlike Alaia, who killed the Holocaust, Brenda was carefully calculating their distance back, and according to his calculations, they had to insist on at least five rounds of attack, before they had to buy enough time, as much as possible.

But after the third shock, the Knights of the Cruz suddenly felt their horizons empty, and the defeated Winter Wolf did not rush up again.

“What's going on?” Everyone looked subconsciously into the canyon below, covered in fog, and countless white beasts in the distance were fleeing.

It wasn't until this moment that the shooter in the back sent out a cheer.

Little Pero, Nimmasis, and Freya all looked nervously at where Yu-hee fell, because no one could say whether the Wolf would leave after Yu-hee's death. The only thing they can count on is that, at least after losing the conductor, the Winter Wolf only has the instinct of a beast, at least not as orderly as the army.

It is undoubtedly Heavenly Night's Eve to kill a rebound in a large army, but if the opponent is just a bunch of beasts acting by instinct, it is not necessarily.

But the facts are far better than they imagined. At the moment of Yuxi's fall, while a small number of winter wolves were still attacking them, further afield, there were already signs of hesitation and dispersion among the wolves operating on a large scale there.

The Krutz knights with long bows were the first to discover this sign and couldn't help but cheer.

Little Pero couldn't help but relieve himself. He turned around, half relaxed and half happy to congratulate Freya: “Looks like we got the right bet, Commander. ”

Freya just nodded slightly, Yuki was dead, and everyone saw it. The wolves are also falling apart, and while a small proportion of them remain entangled, the number poses no threat to them at all compared to the overall number.

But even so, she was a little upset.

There's only one problem, and they lay low on the premise that if that silver monster wasn't with Yuki, What if the monster is lurking around? Nobody can say that.

Nimaisi felt the anxiety of her descendant sharply, and she looked back at the latter and asked, "What's wrong? ”

“A little worried.” Freya replied, "Sister Nimatis, I think we'd better get out of here as soon as possible. ”

“Are you worried about that monster?” Little Pero also remembers this question: "But if it were here, it wouldn't have let Yuki get ambushed by us, would it? ”

“I don't know,” Freya shook her head gently: “But I had a feeling something was wrong. ”

“You're too nervous, Commander.” Little Pello shook his head, he was trained in professional militarization, and for the military, the hunch was probably the most unbelievable thing.

But Nimaisie was quite the opposite of his judgment, and the knight frowned and asked: "A hunch? Did you miss something? ”

Freya looked at her sister with a little surprise, and she didn't think that she would know what she was thinking. That's the way it feels, she always feels like she missed something.

Nimaisie stared at her and didn't speak. But if Brando were here, he'd be more vigilant.

The premonition of the goddess of martial arts, in his world, is a famous rumor.

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