Chapter 209: Provocation

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"Your Majesty the King wants to fight for you?"
Hearing this news, General Celtic was taken aback. He could not believe the watch on his hand, doubting whether it was a prank, but it was clearly written on it. He will bring 50,000 soldiers to the Red Fortress with Duke Barron, commander of the Pale Eagles, one of the three major legions, to resist the attack of the Sith Empire.
Of course, this is an official statement, but General Celtic does not think so. If it was before, then he would think that His Majesty the King was nothing but great joy, and he intends to show his way. But now he doesn’t think so. After all, he also knows what happened in the previous king city. Naturally, he also knows that West V and Yulian are also intolerable, and now Yulian is at the border fortress. However, he wanted to lead the army to himself, but what kind of calculation was this, but he still had no way of knowing.
Wouldn't it be to want to forcibly suppress the final Yan Knights, and Yulian tore his face.
Celtic thought about it, but it was nowhere to be found. After all, his identity is still one of the three major army commanders, but the frontline is in critical condition and he cannot allow himself to leave. Although Celtic was also very indifferent to what the His Majesty did, he knew that it was not the time to talk about it now! Because behind him, not just the palace, but the people of the Kingdom of West! If you declare yourself out of the royal family now, it will definitely cause panic!
Therefore, those nobles can oppose and officials can go, but Celtic himself can't go either. The Duke of Barron must be the same as him. After all, the heads of the three major legions have more than half of the power of the kingdom. As long as they remain loyal to the royal family, then the other problems are nothing more than small problems...only, such small problems, I don’t know when, maybe Will become a big problem.
"Hey…………"
Celtic sighed, and when he didn't know how to be good, there was a sudden rush of footsteps. Then, a messenger pushed the door open in panic, rushing into the room.
"Big, big, lord! The big thing is bad!!"
"What happened?"
Celtic's face sank, and he immediately threw the subpoena in his hand into the fire on the side, and asked.
"The Sith Empire.........The Sith Empire Army is dispatched!! It is advancing towards here!"
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Celtic raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Whose banner?"
"This one……………"
Speaking of this, the soldier was already blue, but he still clenched his teeth and continued to report.
"Yes, it's the venomous scepter, the beacon of the wind, and...and..."
"Say! What are you doing!"
"And... "Holy Unicorn"!"
Under Celtic's roar, the soldier finally spoke the last banner, and he was already paralyzed himself, even not standing still. For a soldier, this is an extremely incompetent performance, but at the moment, Celtic has no time to take care of this. He heard this and immediately strode forward to grab the soldier's collar .
"What do you say?! Say it again! Holy Unicorn!? Is that Holy Unicorn!?"
"Positive, it's exactly, Master..."
"Damn!!"
Celtic gritted his teeth, roared, and then threw the soldier on the ground.
"Send a signal immediately, first-level alert! First-level alert!!! Go quickly!!! Get out!!!"
"Yes, yes! Adult!"
The soldier who was thrown on the ground hurriedly climbed up, and then even the military salute was not respected, so he hurriedly turned and left. Celtic looked dignified. He strode back to his room, grabbed the long sword hanging on the wall, then turned around and left, walking towards the fortress.
The low horn sounded, three short and one long, which was the most urgent signal. All the soldiers put down their affairs, they quickly assembled, lined up, ready their weapons to wait for the battle, and when Celtic hurriedly came to the front of the fortress, the soldiers had already assembled Up, the black wall occupies the entire wall, and the atmosphere is dignified like a boulder hanging on their head, which may fall at any time.
Celtic walked up to the stage, and immediately saw his men. At the moment, they also looked dignified, pale, and staring at the front. In the distance, the black army of Sith had already formed an array and appeared in front of them. Above the army, three flags were flying against the wind.
Those are three pennants.
In the army on the left, a black-rimmed, red-rimmed flag fluttered. In the center of it is a golden yellow scepter, and on top of this scepter, a turquoise venomous snake entangles it, and spit out the bright red letter-the venomous scepter. "Puppet master" Sidwig's banner.
In the legion on the right, there is a green-rimmed, blue-rimmed flag. Above the emerald green background, the vortex representing the mark of the storm, the beacon of the wind, is the banner of the "bringer of the wind" Karan.
If it were only the flags of these two talented knights, it wouldn't make Celtic so distraught. After all, he stayed in the fortress for so many days and was mentally prepared to fight the two talented knights. But now, when his eyes fall on the banner of the legion sitting in the center, even Celtic has to be shocked!
It was a banner with pure white background and golden border. On this banner, a unicorn is flying in the wind-holy unicorn, this is the sign of the Queen of Sith, the head of the holy silver and white knights, and "Lord of Silver" Lindi Lot !
The grace is on! Why is she here too? !
At this moment, Celtic only felt cold hands and feet, as if at this moment he was no longer the general who commanded thousands of troops, but a small soldier on the battlefield at the beginning.
It's no wonder that Celtic will have such a performance. Although the silver queen is only 16 or 7 years old, but now on this continent, it is a character that makes everyone smell.
This is not because of how cruel she is. In fact, Lindy Lot, the Queen of the Silver, is very kind and kind, and has almost never carried out unnecessary killings, and the soldiers under her captain can also get very good. treatment. Moreover, Her Royal Highness is not a bad person. She also possesses excellent talents in marching and fighting. Its characteristics are that all kinds of unpredictable strategies are always unpredictable. Even more terrifying is that the power of her talented aura, as long as she is within the range of her aura, any soldier, even a low-level swordsman, can instantly have the power of a high-level swordsman!
From a certain point of view, this is enough to be a cheating ability. In this way, once the battle begins, the enemy will face the attack of tens of thousands of highly trained high-level swordsmen. Just imagine this One point is enough to numb the scalp. Since the debut of Her Majesty the Silver Queen, thousands of wars have been experienced, and she has never lost it!
However, this is not the reason why others fear her. In fact, the reason why General Celtic is so afraid of her is precisely because of her kindness and kindness.
That's right! Because of this!
Generally speaking, a kind commander has great weaknesses in combat, but Lindilot's talent aura has almost completely reduced this kind of weakness. In the face of absolute tyranny, any conspiracy is a scum. Not to mention that the Queen Mother also has a set in fighting and marching. No matter whether she is fighting wisely or hardly, no one is her opponent. However, in any case, after all, the two sides belong to different camps, and even if you know you can't fight, you have to fight. At this time, morale is very important.
In fact, if the opponent is a fierce and brutal general, then Celtic will calm down. Just like Sidwell, almost no prisoners are left in every war, and all are killed. This also aroused the murderousness of the opponent's soldiers. Anyway, they are all dead, dragging one is enough, and dragging two is profitable, and it is still a good man after 20 years. With the support of such mortal beliefs and fears, sometimes these troops are able to exert amazing fighting power. Therefore, although this and brutal threat is very scary for ordinary soldiers, for talented commanders, once this is used well, it can inspire more soldiers' fighting spirit and fighting will. But it can't be delayed, it can't be delayed, and it can hurt both sides. The so-called death will also bite you. This is why Sidwell is also a battlefield, but often fails to obtain a perfect victory.
But this queen is different. Almost all the mainland knows her name of kindness, and this naturally makes the enemy soldiers no longer so afraid of the war in front of them. You can't surrender, but after all, this royal lady is notoriously kind to captives. Even if you surrender, you will not be subjected to harsh abuse.
After all, people are selfish. Although they will devote themselves to the country and their families, when they try their best and can only taste failure, they will naturally think of themselves first.
And because of this, Her Royal Highness is the most feared type of many commanders, with powerful strength, a calm mind and a kind reputation, which is equivalent to invisibly weakening your morale before the battle begins, and Even if defeated, these soldiers will surrender quickly. In fact, the Kingdom of Orutt can fall so quickly, and it has a deep relationship with His Royal Highness. After all, it was her pacification and little advancement that made Orutt's occupation of the Sith Empire free of major problems such as revolts and rebellions.
For such enemy commanders, the soldiers are naturally not terrified, but for the generals, it is a big trouble. What can you do? To render the other party is actually a big devil without evil, and the three-light policy never shows mercy? Let’s not talk about whether the soldiers believe it or not, it’s just rumours like this that might make the soldiers look down on you, and morale will become even lower.
That's why Celtic didn't feel threatened by the wind messenger and the puppet master, but he was so nervous about Her Royal Highness.
At this moment, his eyes widened in surprise, staring at the banner in the center, and he didn't understand what was going on.
Why did the King of Silver come to the Red Fort? According to intelligence, shouldn't she be negotiating with the barbarians at the border? Damn it! ! What should we do now? How to do?
Thinking of this, Celtic unconsciously glanced at the direction of the right wing defense line, but there was no slight movement there. Although the aristocratic coalition also posed for a defensive formation, but I don’t know why Celtic always felt that the other side was just doing Just like that. Although he hoped that Yulian would be called now and ask what to do next. But after all, he was the chief of the Red Fortress. Even if he wanted to seek the opinions of outsiders, he had to be in private. Now it is inappropriate to do so in the eyes of the public.
"All forces..."
Thinking of this, Celtic gritted his teeth. He raised his right hand and was about to say something, but then he was surprised to find that there was a dark shadow in the other party's camp, and slowly came out from it!
Although the distance between the two armies was not close, it was not too far away. The petite shadow walked out of the army slowly and leisurely, and soon came to the middle of the battlefield. At this time, everyone on the red fortress also saw the true face of the shadow.
The petite body, the body bound by the black restraint suit, the dark, wide blindfold covering the girl's face, and behind her, four metal swords were scattered and stood.
This is exactly one of the four knights of the Sith Empire's condemnation, "Puppet Master" Sidwell.
What is she doing here?
After seeing the girl clearly, everyone was in a daze. They stared at each other with big eyes, completely unable to understand which one was singing.
But at this moment, Sidwell looked up, looking at the red fortress in front of him, his mouth slightly raised, and a scornful smile appeared.
Although she couldn't feel her sight, all the soldiers on the fortress wall couldn't help but feel cold as if they were being stared at by a cold viper. At this moment, Sidwell finally spoke, her voice was not loud, but it clearly appeared in everyone's ear.
"I'm Sidwig, West's waste, get down and have a fight."
Sidwig never had any euphemisms, nor did she go around any routines, so she simply spoke straightforwardly. Hearing this sentence, General Celtic and his men were stunned, and then looked at each other restlessly, both of them saw a deep sense of uneasiness in the other's eyes.
It turned out that the other party came to provoke the door! !
Such pre-war provocations sometimes exist on the battlefield, and those generals who have confidence in their own strength will come to such a set. If it succeeds, it can not only dampen the morale of the other party, but also increase the morale of your own. Of course, it depends on the time and place. Otherwise, the thorns go out and then hang up directly when they are overcast. Not brave but stupid.
Of course, this kind of provocation does not necessarily need to be challenged, but now, after all, Sidwig is naked in the war books. The five major and three thick soldiers are naturally not as sensible as those who read books. Isn't it just fighting? Losing is just not as good as others, but even if you dare not fight, it is waste! What's more, although Sidwell has the strength of a talented knight, she is still a little girl after all, and her dress looks like a "seriously disabled". If a 13-year-old girl doesn't go out to fight, then the person is too big!
I really didn't expect the silver king girl to come here!
Celtic's expression is a bit bitter. He knows the strength of his own men. He knows that there are a few mid-levels, which is remarkable, and it is superior. Compared with the talented knight, it is quite different. It can be said that you can look around. , On my own side, but only myself is a high-level swordsman.
It was Yulian over there, but there were actually a few masters, but they were outsiders after all, and now they are not the real war. If outsiders are required to help even in such provocations, then morale will still be low.
What a cruel move.
Thinking of this, Celtic gritted his teeth and pressed the hilt tightly with his right hand. He wanted to end himself, but he also knew that if he failed-then this war, for West It failed before it started.
"Adult! Let me go!"
At this moment, a burly general stepped out and stood in front of General Celtic.
"I promise to complete the task!"
"This……………"
General Celtic hesitated. He knew in his heart that this general could not beat Sidwig, but now that he has taken the initiative to fight, then he is not easy to veto.
"Ok."
General Celtic quickly put away the hesitation and nodded resolutely.
"wish you success!"
"Yes! Lord General!"
With the consent of General Celtic, the general responded loudly, and then he turned around, shouted, and then jumped off the fortress.
"boom!!"
The fortress wall of a few meters high, if half of the people jumped like this, then they would not die or be injured. But this man approached also had the strength of the upper ranks. The guardian of the soul power made him fall on the ground safely, bursting out a violent roar, and even the original solid ground revealed a gap. And the man stood up like this, raised the long sword in his hand, and pointed to Sidwig not far away.
"Head of the Fifth Division of the Third Army of the West Army, Hellman! Come and challenge!"
"Do it yourself."
Hearing the other party's words, Sidwell just raised his eyebrows, and then squeezed out three words coldly. And she was still standing like that, with no intention of moving at all.
Seeing the girl’s movements, this general was also very cautious. He did not rush to fight immediately, but instead held the sword with both hands carefully, raised his shoulders, and pointed to the front. Then, the glory of the soul, in his The body flashed brighter and brighter. And the air around him started vaguely. Then he shouted, and the whole person exuded a dazzling brilliance, which turned into a bright meteor and rushed to Sidwell's place.
"it is good!!"
Seeing the men's compelling momentum, the soldiers above the fortress shouted loudly, and the girl facing the man's charge still had no movement at all, she just stood so cold, let alone that The dazzling meteor dashed towards himself.
And until the bright star had arrived in front of the girl, Sidwell sneered. Then, the second long sword on the left behind her suddenly made a slight "wiping" sound.
The cold light flashed.
The man only felt a cold light slash from the front of him from top to bottom, and at the next moment, his long sword that had been thrust straight forward seemed to be hit hard by something, and changed his direction abruptly. . Later, the man widened his eyes in surprise, because it was at this moment that he discovered that the long sword in his hand had actually been split in half from the middle!
bad! !
This is the man's last thought, but that's it.
The cold and venomous snake circling and stabs into the man's body in the blink of an eye. Then, the thick belt connected to the hilt lifted up like a tentacle. Under the drive of this huge force, it has completely lost its control, relying only on the impact of inertia The man who just continued to move forward was slammed into the air, and then the sound of "lie" fell heavily on the ground, and at that moment, the long sword was once again lifted up by the belt, as if the spider's foot Stabbed hard like that, inserted into the man's head precisely, and took his life.
The cheers on the fortress stopped instantly, as if they were severely cut off.
Although many people have heard of the power of talented knights, they have never seen it, and now, they have finally seen it. How powerful is it? It is so powerful that killing such a high-ranking swordsman is as easy as killing a worm.
For a time, there was silence.
"Start the Magister Cannon!"
Celtic hammered the table down with a sharp flash in his eyes!
"Now, start immediately! Destroy her!"
Yes, Celtic is not unprepared. From the beginning, he was not optimistic about his generals, but he could not waste this opportunity. So, as soon as the other party jumped down, he immediately instructed his men to prepare With the aiming and filling of the Magister Cannon, although the other party is here to challenge, this is, after all, one of the four knights of the condemnation! As long as she can destroy her, then the threat of the kingdom will weaken! Therefore, she must be eliminated by any means!
The dazzling light flashed through.
A huge roar sounded, a golden light burst from the fortress tower, and shot at Sidwig in front of him. This is the magic cannon. The compressed and processed shells of Mana's power, whose explosive power is enough to wipe out the army of thousands of people, there is no reason to kill a little girl!
In the face of this powerful roaring energy, Sidwig still did not shake. She stood still in silence, the only long sword with a sheath, shaking and swaying under the connection of the belt, as if in front of her eyes. There is nothing like it.
And at the next moment, the long sword, again driven by the belt, was lifted high, and then, thrust hard, and inserted in front of Sidwig.
At the same time, the golden waves of magic engulfed the petite figure completely.
At this moment, a huge energy burst out completely, bombarded, the whole earth was shaking, countless gravel flew up, the cobweb-like gap spread to everywhere, for a time, the dust flew.
Hit! !
While watching the petite figure engulfed, Celtic let out a long breath, he was originally afraid that the other party would suddenly escape, but did not expect that she actually stood there to greet the attack... and was at ease At the same time, he still felt a little uneasy. Why didn't she escape, said...
General Celtic stared at the ground in front of the fortress, and soon his worry became a reality.
The dust has dispersed.
Sidvie still stood quietly at her original position, and in front of her, in front of the sword, everyone could clearly see the traces of the original magic bombardment, where they were Divide into two, completely towards the sides. This clear trace does not need to be guessed at all, and all can know the answer.
This girl, only relying on her own long sword, blocked the bombardment of the fortress magic cannon.
Only then did the cheers of the Sith Empire finally burst out.
In contrast, it is the silence of the West Fortress, from Celtic below, whether it is an officer or an ordinary soldier, everyone looks somber.
Shengen is on the top, even the fortress magic cannon can't die her? The talent knight is really so powerful?
"It seems that General Celtic will stop here."
Standing on the sentry, watching the battlefield in the distance, Yulian showed a smile.
"Then, it's time for us to play.........um..."
Speaking of this, Yulian turned his head and looked at the girl who was behind him.
"Messiah, Semia, finally meet a child of similar age, you go to play with her." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote , Monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation.)
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