Vol 3 Chapter 52: Blood Skull Valley (Part 2)
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Shaman from Afar
- Empty Trace
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- 2021-03-01 09:07:31
"This is the Valley of Blood Skeleton ... the place where the 'sage' Brandon I and the army of monsters invaded in the north battled?"
Isaac, who had tried his best to not fall from the saddle, immediately forgot the lesson that he almost broke his neck in a minute. He looked at the sweeping in the distance and asked Lusien. .
"That ’s right, right here. At that time, it was a good idea to repair Majesty Brandon I for the Boundary Mountain Fortress. He used the smoke and rangers to get the invasion information in advance, and immediately sent it to the empire. In the hands of the commander-in-chief and the Grand Duke-within three months, the five Grand Duke led his soldiers and His Majesty Brandon I to converge in the Prince of Sackland, and the fifty thousand troops immediately went north. "
The gray pupil turned over and dismounted, kneeling down, holding up a handful of snow, and the mud mixed with it seemed to be slightly red.
"Later, I refused to go northward under the direction of His Majesty Brandon I, who was holding on to the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain. After a twenty-day journey, he finally met the invading army of monsters in the Ice Desert Valley."
Lusien turned his head, his eyes under the dark blue hair were deep, and looked at Isaac, who still had a blank face: "No one knows why he did this. Perhaps the sage Brandon saw ordinary people look at it. What he didn't get, urged him to make such a risky decision. "
"Then ... the" Northern War "that determined the fate of the empire began here."
With that said, Lucien stomped very hard: "The place where we stand is the camp of the fifty thousand troops, and the place where His Highness Brandon I commanded the battle."
"That's ... a unique battle."
Talking about the history of that war, Lusien's eyes added an inexplicable nostalgia, and his expression seemed to recall certain memories buried in his heart. But Isaac just stared at the wilderness in the distance, with a little curiosity in his expression.
"The soldiers of the ten legions formed a" black wall "on a gentle slope, and they resisted the impact of the monsters again and again, and again and again, like washing their bodies with blood."
"Ellerman's sword and shield hand is behind the legionnaire. Every time the shield wall is rotated, a charge is launched, and no one will come back alive in every charge;"
"Lotelle's long archers and their knights immediately replaced them after the collapse of the left-wing phalanx of mercenaries and church fanatics in Ebden; hundreds of light infantry in leather armour It was torn to pieces in an instant, and the archer in the back had to step on the body of the robe and put the monster down within 20 yards to allow the arrows to penetrate their heads; "
"Arles's armor hunter, along with their Grand Duke Ede and Lothal's knight, stayed at the forefront for the long archers' last" Arrow Rain "and the two dragons;"
"Boy ’s hussars are cruising around the outer area again and again, sweeping back and forth like the winter ’s gusty wind; but when the central front collapsed, it was they who came the fastest, almost no armored riders. The moth that threw the fire gave His Majesty Brandon I a quarter of an hour to gather the front; "
"By the time of the war, the" sage "Brandon gave up the procrastination battle and led Baine's heavy knight to launch the final charge, counterattacking the enemy's front under the cover of countless soldiers and two dragons."
"Day and night, they fought day and night!"
"Two grand dukes and a dragon remained on this land, and there were tens of thousands of soldiers who were loyal to the" sage "Brandon."
Lucien gazed at the horizon at the end of the ice field, and the black mountains covered by snow successively murmured softly: "And here is their burial ground."
Isaac raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to look at the gray pupil with a sigh of emotion:
"Why do you know these things so clearly? And ... I always think you have a weird tone!"
"The Duke Ellerman of the Wurz family was also my ancestor, and he died in the Valley of Blood Skeleton with Duke Erd of Arles. These were the ears when I was a child."
"When you were a kid?" Isaac rolled his eyes politely when he looked at the young man whose hair was white with snowflakes. "You mean you haven't been weaned yet?"
Lusien didn't fight back, but instead smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "You're right-only when weaning hasn't happened, I can feel that I'm no different from other children of the Wurz family and forget that I am actually an illegitimate child. "
Hearing Lusien's words, Isaac felt uncomfortable instead.
"Actually ... it's not bad to be an illegitimate child, and there are many people who can't wait! For example, if I-if I am an illegitimate child, then I will not be as worried as I am when I fled to Wimpal as a wizard apprentice. At home; and you are an illegitimate child of a nobleman, that is, a nobleman and free, the fish and bear paws are all yours, if I have been happy for a long time, will you ?! "
The stunned face of Lucien slightly tilted the corner of his mouth, a slight smile appeared on the still young face:
"Thank you, Isaac. Thank you for comforting me."
"I'm not comforting you!" A genius shook his head, but instead glared at the gray pupil: "I am sincerely expressing how jealous I am!"
Gray pupil can only shrug helplessly.
As he spoke, Isaac walked aside to prepare to turn his horse. It was an unconscious look back and raised his eyebrows to a wilderness not far away:
"I said ... Why did the white snowflake over there seem to move?"
Will it move?
Slightly amazed, Luis frowned, looking in the direction he was pointing; the next second, the gray pupil suddenly widened his eyes.
On the ice sheet in the distance, a white figure is slowly approaching towards them.
It's an icefield werewolf!
"Enemies are attacking!" Luisen, who can't think about it at all, ignored Isaac's complaint and dragged him to the saddle; when he was riding the war horse himself, the hurried horn sounded from the forefront of the team Came.
A horn is the command of assembly!
There was a surprise in Lusien's eyes. It was said that encountering groups of icefield werewolves in the Blood Skull Valley was not a strange thing. Most of the time the patrols just avoided them as much as possible, and there was no need to fight them.
But at the next moment, the grey pupil immediately understood why.
Just below the raised gentle slope, a flag of the Iron Crown was surrounded by hundreds of icefield werewolves!
"It's the army of the church, they are under siege!" Luisen clenching the reins, holding the hilt in his right hand, looked at Isaac behind him: "Go to Loren, the battlefield is not where you should be!"
"The holy believer knight of the Holy Cross Church, ... Naze or something?"
Isaac ’s eyebrows are almost wrinkled together:
Are n’t you going to save him? I ’m not saying that anyone who believes in Holy Cross is a bad guy with no conscience, but this guy is obviously not a good person-at least change If you are in trouble, he will certainly not save you, so why ... "
"But he is the chief knight of the church knights and the commander of half of Brandon's army, and we have to count on this 'asshole'!"
Lucien sighed and replied with a bitter smile: "This is completely different."
"Well, I don't understand this anyway; by the way, I don't think you will be grateful even if you save him."
"I have no doubt about this ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Isaac held Lucan's shoulder with a snap, and the other hand hugged the horse's neck with near-strangling strength:" So agree One thing for me, don't care how he keeps your life-repeat, I am not concerned about your life and death, but you are dead, I can't go to Niederhog, understand? ! "
"I will not forget, Lord Isaac Grantham." The gray pupil raised his mouth and paid a military salute to him with the right hand holding the sword.
The next second, the long hissing horse galloped in the direction of the Blood Skull Valley.
And just after the sound of the horn, hundreds of legionnaires on the gentle slope, like the black tide, launched a charge on the hillside under the shadow of the dragon Milassis!
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