The Amber Sword

The Cruz also have courage--

The Krutz have also never lacked courage.

In those darkest times, who was the first to come forward, to lead the people, to raise the flag of resistance to the Empire?

It's the Cruz.

What is the Golden Flame Way?

It is an inflexible struggle against oppression, against destiny, against life itself.

The Krutz have always looked down on the Inyrians because the Finns had bowed down to the Minors and had been servants for 400 years. Of the four empires, only the Krutz could maintain the pride of generations passed down as if they were inherited from blood.

For the Cruz, never bow your head.

Light cavalry retrieved their main bones just because Veronica said so. They raised their heads, raised their chests, pulled out their horse knives, and a piece of blade, like a snow flash.

As if they had been infected by light cavalry, the allies of aristocrats on the dugout had behaved poorly, and for a while they had restarted their legs, and the twisted teams had become neat.

The roaring noise in the crowd went low.

Veronica kept her mouth shut and stopped talking. She was the commander of the Blue Legion, the Blue Sword Saint of the Cruz people. She had witnessed countless wars, swords of light, life and death, and she had faded.

“Teacher? ”

“Go," the leader nodded. "Don't look back, how much you can escape, how much you can escape, and bring out the hope of the Empire, as long as one more Cruz is still alive. ”

Junior Pello nodded firmly, turning around and walking two steps toward the dune where the Corps of Light Cavalry was located, he paused again, turned around and smiled with a smile on his white teeth.

Those blue eyes seemed to contain the most dazzling light.

Legion moved.

The Krutz finally put down their last card in the war, but in fact they were desperate to throw it, and the clusters of armies behind them were clearly visible, and for the Krutz, even if they broke the line in front of them, the long escape path was just beginning.

Countless people are destined to fall on this path, and those who survive will be the hope of the Empire.

The nobles mounted their horses and pulled out their swords, and in the millennium they lost a lot of things, courage, glory, nobility, but at this moment they had to fight for themselves, live or die on the battlefield like a true knight.

The words of the female Legion Leader seem to have played a somewhat magical role.

Nobody complains, nobody whispers, everyone understands their destiny, everyone chooses their destiny.

The men and horses came together.

Veronica put Elise on the horse's back and held herself in her arms, turning her head and pulling out her sword for the first time in this battle.

It's not the blue of the sky.

That sword is long gone.

This sword was given to her by Brando, a fantasy magic sword called the Rose Tower. It was a gift from the Buga to Cold Cedar Collar, and the young man gave it to her when he came to the Empire.

Say what it looks like in front of the teacher, a gift for the teacher.

Though she doesn't know what Master Ma is, she can also guess what that means by herself. She can't help but grunt and think about this damn bastard.

And then there's that guy...

Veronica's thoughts seem to have returned a long time ago to her youth, her memories of fighting alongside that man, winning a glorious victory under Her Excellency Marshal Darus.

Then, it was fractured, for the sake of the empire, for the sake of different ideas and loyalties, as if two separate paths from each other, going further and further.

She couldn't help lightly sighed.

Then the sword in his hand was raised high.

“Cruz, attack! ”

It's like a death sentence.

It is also the last order.

But a long horn suddenly sounded the whole battlefield, overwhelmed all the sounds on the battlefield, overwhelmed the hissing of the horses, the metal crossing, the sound of the hooves as thunder, and overwhelmed the distant command.

Everyone turned around and looked in some direction on the battlefield.

On the summit, a silver flag sparkles.

Above the swallowtail flag, the holy white scepter, the lion's beard, gleaming like the first born in the morning.

“Praiser Finn! ”

“Silver-Mar-Knight-League! ”

Since the first outbreak of the Saints in Othos, perhaps the descendants of the Cruz never thought that one day the descendants of the Inyrians, the Saints of Finzan, would be saved on the battlefield and in despair.

But when did the Holy Knight of Finn Zan start from Silver Horse City to come here at this moment and save the Empire from the future?

Perhaps one thousand and three hundred years ago, when the Krutz saw the Horseman of the Elf from the sky on the Great Plains, they were in the same mood.

It was only at this moment that the nobles of Cruz finally remembered —— a time ago, they were allies who fought side by side.

Despite centuries of hatred and misunderstandings, generations and even a dozen generations of conspiracies and contradictions, the Inyrian descendants arrived at a time when the descendants of the Krutz were in despair.

A roar came from the summit.

“Cruz, remember the sacred oath...? ”

The roar spread through the battlefield through the power of magic.

Millions of Krutz are actually crying at this moment in front of their former enemies. The knights lifted their long guns in their hands, pointing straight at the sky, caressing their chests with their left hands and rushing over the battlefield.

Let the heavens witness, let Martha witness.

The Covenant is still in force.

A shadow first fell over the battlefield.

The Cruz thought they could see a silver horseman dancing in the sky, but they found themselves wrong, because they saw dragons --

A skull dragon, to be exact.

Countless bone dragons have swept from both sides of the valley, like a razor-white sickle, in such numbers that they spread across the battlefield instantly.

“This is…”

“What the hell? ”

Everyone was shocked.

Before they could react in time, the world's most powerful dead creature had swept over the battlefield and hundreds of frost exhaled from the clusters of armies.

In an instant, the clusters of armies blocked in front of the mouth of the Odos have become chaotic.

Instead of staying, the dragons continued to fly forward, and behind the Krutz, a dense shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, countless clusters, descending from the clouds.

The main force of the Crystal Cluster has arrived.

Countless bone dragons blew out a standard arrow array, hitting their heads all the time.

Veronica was too surprised to see her face, knowing that the only front line of opportunity on the battlefield had appeared, her legs clamped together and her horses rushed out to the battlefield one step at a time.

“Cruz!” She took the lead, shouting: “Strike -! ”

“Kill--! ”

The knights awoke as if they were dreaming and immediately shouted out loud and swept to the front of the battlefield. The Light Cavalry Corps rolled down like an avalanche, instantly triggering the situation on the entire battlefield, and the high morale of the coalition of nobles turned into a flood.

The front-facing cluster army immediately began to adjust its formation, as if invisible from a powerful will to dominate them, so that these stubborn creatures could not fear the front-facing of the dead, to drag the Krutz here to their death.

Both sides understand this moment.

Life and death will be separated at this moment.

But this is exactly the time.

All of a sudden, a bright sword appeared on the battlefield.

The blade of light, in the early morning sun, rises in the dark night and bursts apart in an instant. In an instant, thousands of meters of vertical and horizontal are created, with only one sword slanted and the entire battlefield cut open.

That sword was bright as if it were a lightning bolt, but it slowed down in the eyes as if time flowed slightly over the blade, it swept across the battlefield and fell into the armies of the frontal cluster.

Even the Buga Silver Robe Wizards Regiment, which is guiding spells to hold an entire legion, Saint Vala, the Virgin of the Lion's Holy Palace, like Sidney, the head of the Secret Realm Lawyer, Roan, etc. had to look up and look in this direction.

The only 37 remaining Horsemen on the battlefield were vibrated when they saw the sword.

Polar peak one step away from Saint Hyung.

This sword.

The creatures cut the clusters of armies from it, and thousands of clusters turned into flying ash under this sword.

A hundred meters wide corridor was cut open between the clusters of armies. Under the moonlight, one sword slowly crossed the corridor as if it were deserted, and came directly in front of the Kruz.

When Veronica saw the man, her heart was already tremendous.

“Mayfister...”

“Grey Sword Saint? ”

Mayfist stood alone on the battlefield, single-handedly harvested the sword and sheathed it back behind him. On both his sides, before the clusters of armies could reappear, they had surging for the Cruz knights.

The flood of the Heavy Knight separated from his sides, so that the Sword Saint seemed to rise backwards in the turbulence, walking step by step to Veronica.

Madam Legion Leader, it is only now clear that there is a man with Mayfister.

“Medfis?” She was stunned and hurried to tighten the reins, but Elise in her arms suddenly shouted: “Sister! ”

The blood-sucking teenager was carrying a knight in her arms who was unconscious, crooked her head and smiled cutely, revealing her little white pointed teeth: “My lady, she's hurt a little, but okay, it shouldn't be a big problem. ”

“Mistress? ”

Elise was so curious that she forgot to jump off a horse and care about her sister's injuries that she was born on the back of a horse.

……

“Good...”

Rodriguez nodded, retracing his gaze from the battlefield: "The Krutz are still at least as good as they are, and I am more willing to deal with real fighters, even if they were enemies, than those nobles in the country who cannot help the wall. ”

The knights laughed loudly and a silver flying horse was flapping its wings on the top of the hill. As soon as the knights took off their capes, they threw them aside at will, then rolled on their horses and pulled out their swords.

“Now it's our turn. ”

“Silver Horse Knight Regiment, attack! ”

……