The Amber Sword

Night belongs to those who never sleep. The remaining forces of the dead advance in the night. The ridges of the valley in the darkness are like giant beasts, and the scenery of silent dark forests, bleak grasslands and crushed rocky beaches quickly retreats from both sides of the dead's pale horizons. The sceptre and its high-ranking corpse witches are protected at the center of these skeleton riders, and it raises its bare skull to look at the south of the valley, and the slight light reflected by the flowing rivers outlines the narrow shape of the narrow mouth of the valley in that direction, behind which is the exit to the Silman Valley.

At the mouth of the valley, there is a quiet camp, similar to that of all the dead spirits, which consists of a large number of bone thorns and a few large, sparse black tents, except that the camp is empty at this moment and there are no signs of movement in it. The Army of the Dead stopped at the behest of the Staff, where a group of corpse witches were stationed, and they had hundreds of skeleton warriors under their command, yet these dead spirits now seemed to turn into air and fly without wings.

The sceptres sent several scouts, who quickly returned, bringing the same news as it had seen, nothing inside the camp and no trace of the fighting.

The scepter is not a fool and immediately understands that there are enemies on his way back.

“It found us.” Blunded breathed white in the cold of the night, only sparse light in the rainy night, and the blade in his hand was dark and heavy, without reflection.

“is awareness, not discovery.” Alaia corrected.

“Almost. ”

“No, it's a lot worse. Tactically, perceiving existence means that we've been identified, but realizing that it's just speculation, and the difference can be huge. Blind, ambiguity is not your style. ”

“You shut up. ”

Alaia wanted to say it again, but Little Pero turned around and glanced at him and said, "Shut up.” He opened his mouth and closed it honestly. A low laugh sounded in the dark night and the young people of the Krutz were apparently accustomed to the look of Alaia eating.

“Is that the spirit of death?” A lady knight asked curiously.

Little Pero nodded at the bone skeletons from afar.

“The Empire has dealt with them on the island of Cree, and this is what they are, and the Temple should have sanctioned the dead wizards for their desecration on the side of the Empire. ”

“Aren't you afraid?” Alaia asks curiously, "I hear you women are afraid of these skeletons. ”

“Alaia, shut up!” The knight replied without anger: "No ivory comes from the mouth of a dog! ”

“They're alert. What do we do?” Blunded just didn't see the look of his friend, who was sitting on the saddle, straight as a spear, asking blindly. Light rain in the night, military uniforms as tight as wet hair, and the seemingly full of water in the armor crevices make people feel very uncomfortable, but they can't shake him in the slightest, as if he were an example of an Imperial Knight.

“It's okay, this is their way through. The Count fought beautifully, they don't have much left, we can wait here, there's no need to play tricks with them.” Little Pero replied.

“The more complex the tactics, the more likely they are to fail.” Blender recited it like a scripture.

“Dogmatists.” Alaia whispered defamatory words.

The Knights of the Folding Sword formed a formation on a river 100 meters from the other end of the camp, hundreds of cavalry quietly silent on the gravel ground, leaving only a platoon of wooded cavalry swords with a pair of warlike, bright light blue eyes.

The scepter quickly discovered this unusual cavalry, and it was slightly stunned, because it had thought it would come under a wave of raids, but it was unexpected that these bold humans would stand in front of themselves and want to confront themselves in the face. It suddenly felt a sense of shame, how dare such a small cavalry of human beings be so arrogant a day ago, but even now, it still has more than a thousand skeleton cavalry in its hands, and these cavalry of human beings are simply too blind to see themselves.

The scepter squeezed the skeleton scepter in his hand and sounded like he felt the rage of the fire of his burning soul. As he followed it, several Soul Wizard apprentices hurried to warn him in a low voice that it might be a trap for mankind.

But the blood wand shook its head, and before it opened its mouth, the dark mercenaries around it made a hollow, pointless laugh.

The scepter looked at these guys with some anger: "It's not necessary, it's our way through, they can just raid directly, they don't have to be so mysterious. ”

“Not more than three hundred,” the dark mercenaries who began to make a sneer quickly estimated the number of Krutz knights, and darkness was the ally of the eternal dead, "these humans really didn't know. ”

“Send scouts to scout for strength.” The scepter suddenly felt some dangerous connotations.

The young people of Cruz, looking at the skeleton cavalry that separated the team from the army of the dead, immediately understood each other's intentions. Little Perot did not speak, made a gesture, and ordered Brender to lead a small group of cavalry to greet them. These Folding Horsemen were by no means new recruits to the battlefield. They had already dealt with many enemies before the death of the Dead Frost Forest. These bone skeletons were merely an insertion of their military career. Brend quickly intercepted that small group of skeleton cavalry, and then both sides fought to kill each other, killing the other in just a few minutes, but none of the dead spirits had turned away, which surprised him slightly and made him cautious.

Indeed, the army of the dead is very different from the adversaries he has encountered.

“Silver scale strength, about between midstream and downstream.” Dark mercenaries from the Sea of the Dead Moon quickly concluded that the fire of their souls flashed in their orbits, speaking with dull voices and blood canes.

“I'm afraid there's hidden strength, which means that Eruin has another fourth-tier cavalry.” The staff replied with a low voice, "No wonder you're so arrogant. ”

His tone was so unhappy that he felt he should never have come to Eruin. His past understanding of the kingdom had been completely subverted within a day, and he had not even figured out how that elite human army was coming beyond his imagination. Such an army should never exist in the southern realm of the Kingdom, nor has anyone ever told it that the information it receives from all sources points to this being the most empty moment in the southern realm of the Kingdom.

But now, the scepter is hidden in some sense and seems to have been sold.

It's very agile, and I'm afraid it's not so good to go back to Madara, but it still has the chance to take all the high-end corpse witches from the battlefield, which is one of its most important powers, and as long as this bottom is still there, it will always have a day to rise again in Higashiyama. It returned to God and looked coldly at what it called the 'Eruin's Cavalry' in front of it, almost six times the strength of the other side, even if it was a fourth-ranked army, it still had a certain advantage.

“These humans must be made aware that the night belongs to the immortal. ”

The scepter gently waved his skull cane and pointed forward--

Skeleton cavalry began to disperse. These white bones and orbits of flaming riders rode side by side in the valley, running small and quickly into a wedge-shaped attack formation. Throughout the process, the entire army made little loud noise, only the crisp sound of the skeleton horseshoe falling on the rubble, and the void was hairy. This silence is enough to quench the breath of any human army, with the exception of the young men of the Knights of the Folds, who have seen the scene of wolves hovering over the frozen plains, as compared to the scene in front of the Frost Forest.

“They did come!” Alaia even yelled with some excitement.

“They had to come.” Blunded replied.

“You guys are so boring. ”

Little Pero turned around this time and swept his eyes from the faces of everyone: "Lord Toniguer told us it was best not to expose our strength above gold, which is at stake in our main mission to stay here, so do you understand how this war should be fought? ”

“Hi...”

“Hey!” said Little Pero, a sigh of sigh as the crowd paused.

“What fun is that, little Pero?” Alaia couldn't help yelling: “Let's do it right, the bones are going to rust! ”

“Tell that to His Royal Highness.” Little Pelo glanced at him and replied.

Now that these young people from Cruz are out of their minds, let them bargain with His Royal Highness the Elder Prince, let's just kill them. Everyone knows that the eldest prince is serious and that he is going to die in seriousness on a weekday. Next year he is about the same age as them, but as if he were ten years old. The key is the presence of the Legion Leader behind the Crown Prince, young men who dare to ignore the royal majesty, but face Veronica like a rat who sees a cat.

When the knights' squares were silent, Pelo Jr. nodded with satisfaction: "Get ready, first wave of attack. ”

He raised his hand.

The knights raised their hands together, as if suddenly a black forest had risen.

At this distance, it is difficult for the blood wand to see the movement of the Cruz, but it still detects the anomaly. The Skull Knight has entered the optimal distance of the sprint, but the other side is still motionless. What is the point? Don't the commander of the other party understand that when two cavalry men meet, whoever runs first into the best position of attack takes the upper hand. Moreover, the number of Eruin cavalry was far lower than it was, and theoretically it was only by virtue of the advantages of flexibility that they should preempt to recover their military disadvantages, but the other side stood there as if they had been stunned.

Of course the sceptre doesn't think the other party is scared. Would a commander who commands a fourth-ranking army be foolish? It instinctively felt that there was a conspiracy, and yet it was too late for anything, and the army had started, and it was impossible to stop or turn again.

“What the hell is going on here?” For the first time, it could not help but ask the untamed dark mercenaries.

But these experienced tactical masters are also foolish at this moment, and they don't understand what this strange cavalry is trying to do. Finally, an elderly Dead Sorcerer from the most barren land on the eastern side of the Dead Moon Sea sees a glimpse, “They seem to be preparing some kind of spell!” When the Undead Wizard saw this, his voice changed a bit, because it didn't see it, it felt the pounding magic coming from the face to face.

Ready for spells?

The scepter was also foolish. He saw the horseback archer today, saw the horseless cavalry, saw the wizard used as an archer, didn't expect to see the cavalry wizard in armor at the end. “They were wearing armor, full body cavalry armor, and you told me they were preparing spells!” The staff couldn't help but yell a little cheerfully.

But as soon as his voice fell, a dazzling ray of light appeared in the Knights of the Folds' Square.

Unlike most Knights of the Knights of the Knights of the Knights, the young Knights of Cruz, with their right hands raised high, wear mostly not heavy iron guards, but beautiful platinum guards, the biggest difference between these guards and regular guards is that they are not connected to the ten fingers, and they have an elegant and refined aesthetic, yet the greatest advantage of this guard, apart from its own artistic aesthetic, is that it allows the wearer to have a place with a ring. Of course, not just rings, but little secrets of witches on both sides of the magic triangle --

Magic ring.

On these young Cruz fingers are a beautiful ring with sparkling rubies, flaming onions, emeralds and blue crystals, each engraved with mysterious inscriptions.

If Brando's army is already so luxurious in the eyes of Count Jacques, but compared to the best of these younger generations from the Krutz, it's a gap between beggars and millionaires. Eighty percent of the Knights of the Folds are descended from the families of the Empire, and the cost of equipping each of them is almost enough to arm an entire knight's leader. This money is nothing more than one of nine cows' hair for the nobility of the Empire, as if it were a matter of course, but it is the first time in a desolate place like Elouin.

The sceptre had the privilege of witnessing how the elite knights of the Cruz showed off their force and wealth.

In some ways, it was Madara's first man.

……

Alvett was standing next to his horse, and it seemed like the flames of a bear were endlessly coming out between the crevices of his thick white armor. The Lady, whom all the Dark Lord had called the Queen of Witches on the Dead Moon Sea, rarely saw with her true face, but today she rarely wore a helmet, with a pale face underneath her helmet, with a The lady said that the face was beautiful, but full of cold breath; her hair was like a burning phosphorous flame, from time to time a silver flame scattered, reflecting a flat forehead without any blood, a pair of silver eyes hidden beneath a sword-like long eyebrow in a deep orbit, at this moment she was wearing thin lips, cheeks slightly dimpled, the whole person also appeared Very silent.

She didn't open her mouth, but her eyes glistened with distant flames.

Several witch escorts were beside the king of witches.

“Let's go.” A moment later, she suddenly turned around and grabbed the saddle and put it on her horseback. The voice of the king of witches was so empty, it was like a ghost singing: "Nothing to see, the blood wand is over. ”

“Your Majesty, are you saying that the Eloins defeated the scepter?” A witch asked in a sharp voice.

“Don't call me Your Majesty, Weenie, Madala's Majesty is the only one," replied Alvett. "There's nothing strange about the Eluynes beating the Staff itself. It's just a fool. It's been played with by the Instarons from beginning to end. Poor guy thought His Majesty would tacitly acquiesce in its behavior —— ah, I admire Tagus, dare to deal with that guy, the kind of guy that Installon, even if he sells you, sometimes you have to count his money. ”

Yalvet grumbled uncontrollably around the hearts of some of the highest men in the empire, and the witches sighed and dared not continue to answer.

She finally looked at the flashes on the other side of the mountain and said to herself, “But the Eruins did surprise me a little. See, this is the backdrop of this ancient land. Don't underestimate any enemies who, after centuries of sedimentation, possess some ingenious knowledge and secrets that can always surprise you. But accidents in war are deadly, blood canes always look at his opponents with the same foolish eyes of the past. Today it is the battle of life and death, it will not let go, and its enemies will not taste mercy? Ah, the newcomers of the dark nobles in the empire are eager to establish their cause on this land, but I'm afraid this time His Majesty will have reason to persuade them. ”

“Why should His Majesty care about this little Eruin? ”

Yalvette shook her head without refuting her personal maid. She understood in her heart that the supreme cared not for Eluin, but for the attitude of the four temples. Eluin suddenly showed a powerful side today, and it was hard to say what was behind it. The Count of Tonigal, who seemed to have something to do with the Pokémon, had the power and the traces of the Basilica, and seemed to have the power to emerge overnight in the sky.

“Kind of funny. ”

She said softly, "It's kind of funny. ”

But there was one more thing she didn't say, and there was a feeling in her mind that the army of the Eruins had a very familiar atmosphere. The king of witches shook his head and muttered:

“No, that shouldn't be possible. ”

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