Act 219 Battle on the River (3)

Scene 219: Battle on the River Bank (3)

The rocket ignited as soon as it hit the trees, and the water in the trees evaporated and immediately formed billowing smoke. The Gruss infantry and mountain warriors in gray-green uniforms took the opportunity to hide in, and were about to cross the shoal and enter the area. In the forest. ∏∈Ｅ∏∈Novel∏∈网, www.exiaoｈｕ.ＣThe attack was so smooth that even Pallas, who was supervising the battlefield from a distance, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

But at this time, there was a burst of muffled thunder in the distant forest, and a large dark cloud gathered above the canopy at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, accompanied by a golden lightning, a sudden heavy rain poured down, almost In an instant, the fire that had just started was poured out.

As soon as the fire was extinguished, the thunderstorm continued to move forward. Several bolts of lightning fell on the beach at the edge of the forest, exploding right in the middle of the Gruss infantry and mountain warriors gathered there. There were several loud booms, and the crowd was suddenly stunned. Flesh and blood flew everywhere. The golden thunderball opened several large craters on the ground, and the rocks that were blown away fell on the heads of the people around them like hail, causing screams for a while.

The morale of the Gruss infantry collapsed instantly. Regardless of whether there were archers behind them, they turned around and ran away ten times faster than when they came. These noble private soldiers themselves had little fighting will. Although the accompanying mountain warriors were tough, unfortunately this war was meaningless to them. As soon as the Gruss infantry retreated, they naturally turned around and left. However, compared with the frightened Grushi infantry who were scattered, the mountain people gathered together in an orderly manner even if they retreated.

When the two knight lords accompanying Pallas saw this scene in the distance, they both looked back to see the real commander of Denel's army this time. The mountain people's fighting prowess surprised them, and then they thought of the perennial Pallas, who led his army to victory in the war with these mountain people and forced them to surrender, fell silent. Of course they were not willing to succumb to Pallas, but looking at the performance of their own troops, they could only remain silent.

At this time, the dark clouds had passed over the heads of the Gruss infantry and came to the array of archers on the other side of the river bank. A premonition of impending disaster suddenly spread in the heart of Sir Wiggins, the commander of the archer formation at this moment. "Retreat! Retreat quickly!" He screamed immediately, but still took a step slower, and saw a golden power grid falling from the sky. In an instant, It exploded among the three rows of archers, and almost in the blink of an eye, more than two squads of noble archers who had been trained for a long time were completely wiped out.

Sir Wiggins himself was also struck by lightning, but his life was saved by the electric cage effect as he was covered in armor. However, the adjutant beside him was not so lucky and was directly beaten to a crisp. The disgraced Wiggins got up from the ground and couldn't help but feel sad. An entire squadron of archers were killed in one blow. Although only twenty-three out of ten were actually lost, the remaining ones had already been killed. I was so frightened that I couldn't even think of fighting again in a short time.

Not to mention that the dark clouds that breed thunder and lightning above the head are still surging at this time, and a second round of lightning is about to fall.

The archers suddenly collapsed like the infantry in front. They screamed and ran away. Mortals had no ability to resist in the face of such a powerful natural force. The well-informed and experienced knights under Pallas might have been a little bit better. Better, but definitely not these noble private soldiers.

But at this time, long and long chants suddenly came from the forest, and the rhythmic spells seemed to gather an invisible force in the air, and even the air pressure dropped a few points for a while. ∮E∮Novel∮.net, www.exiao ｈｕｏ.C∮Ｏ∮M∮The dark clouds in the mid-air suddenly paused, and then dissipated. In the blink of an eye, the clouds cleared up and the sun appeared, disappearing into nothingness.

There was silence in the forest at first, and then a cheer suddenly sounded from the north bank of the Gris River.

"It's about dispelling magic. There are at least three chanting points." On Brando's side, a druid covered in turf listened attentively and turned around and said.

"No, four." Charles shook his head after hearing this.

"Four?" Others didn't dare to refute. Among the first batch of druids sent to the Fir Territory, there were no great druids. Charles could be said to be the number one spell caster here. Moreover, high-level spellcasters are rare. It is said that there are two gold-level wizards around Jean Denel, but this time there may not be one with the army.

"If there are four wizards here, it doesn't mean there are only four. Unfortunately, we don't know how many there are. According to the intelligence, there may be more than thirty people in Pallas's group of wizards, including silver-level spellcasters. From this point of view, It's very possible." Clenthia on the side replied.

He was the nominal commander of the mercenaries here, and the more reliable Fern was assigned to help command the army of eight hundred cavemen. In addition, Brando also ordered the 'Red Copper Dragon' Leto and others to station in the silver mine instead of Jutta's mercenary group. Because Count Jean Denel should not know that the silver mine has fallen, so Brando sent I hope Leto can bring him some unexpected surprises there. This is a dangerous mission, and as veterans of the November War, Leto and others are obviously more qualified for this task than the mercenaries under Jutta. .

As for Jutta, he has been transferred back to the front line against Jean Denel's army. She was also very satisfied with this arrangement. The beautiful female mercenary leader with red and blue eyes was standing next to Medisha and raised her own doubts: "How can one Pallas leader come with so many mages? Even if Pallas is in the Not even on the front lines of the war.”

"Don't forget that there is also the Gruss Territory and the Grizzly Bear Territory, but I want Count Denel to also remove some people from his own magic group, otherwise there will be no silver-level wizards." Clenxi Ya replied.

"Thirty people. Speaking of a thirty-person mage group, Eruin has not had one since the November War. Count Denel really spared no effort to intimidate 'Xiao Xiao'!" Uriel, the patrolling cavalry captain who followed Brando, couldn't help but joke. As a half-noble, he was very aware of the large and small wars that had occurred in Eruin's past.

Uriel's words made everyone present smile. The number of spellcasters on their side was over a hundred druids alone, not to mention that the mage attendant of the young lord in front of them was a genuine gold-level wizard.

Speaking of which, the young lord did not have many troops, but the quality was incredibly high - ordinary soldiers were either battle-hardened mercenaries or veterans of the November War, at least those who had fought against Madara before. Soldiers of the Eruin Legion. Few of these people are below the level of Black Iron, and a considerable number are even above the middle reaches of Black Iron - in addition to this, there is also a troop composed of cavemen whose individual strength is at least in the upper reaches of Black Iron. , there are also many black iron peaks. 『≤Ｅ『≤Novel』≤Net, www.exiaosh uo.COM≤

The two armies add up to nearly 3,000 people, and the proportion of mages accounts for more than one-tenth of this army. This is extremely rare in the entire history of Eruin's wars. It is simply Incredible. If these news spread, it is estimated that the outside world will be in an uproar, and the strength of Tony Geer's new lord will have to be re-evaluated. However, Brando deliberately suppressed the news because he knew that sometimes a surprise was more impressive than an established fact.

This time the young man wants all Eruin to remember his name and who is the legitimate lord of Tonigel.

Uriel's words made the gloom shrouding everyone's hearts dissipate a lot, as if Denel's army in the forest became less scary and evil. However, Charles still had to vaccinate them. He waved his hand: "That said, the opponent is still much better than us in terms of absolute strength. Let Denel claim that there are three knight lords leading the army, with 20,000 people. The army, and there are almost ten thousand mountain people, that is to say, the army hidden in the forest in front of us——"

Ciel pointed seriously ahead, north of the Gris River: "Maybe thirty times more than us."

Everyone became solemn again, they had known this for a long time.

"In addition, the three knights have elite knights, which add up to at least a hundred, maybe even more. These knights are at least silver-level in strength, and we just lack such a force. The cavemen can fight them. For a moment, but the lord made it very clear that as long as Madara does not appear on the battlefield, the cavemen cannot appear. Therefore, in terms of silver-level combat effectiveness, the opponent also has an overall advantage."

"In addition, in addition to Pallas, the opponent's Grizzly Bear Knight Lord and Grosz Knight are all Jean Denel's golden combat power, and there is no guarantee that the opponent does not have a hidden trump card - take 10,000 steps back. Even if there are only two gold-level players, it can only be said to be a tie against Medisa and I. If there is a third one, we will still be at a disadvantage."

"Then what should we do?" When Charles said this, Mullens couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

"It doesn't matter, just do as the Lord says." Ciel glanced at everyone present.

"What are you saying, Lord Lord?"

Brando once said that they should try to delay Denel's army here for as long as possible, but at that time Denel's army was not as terrifying as it is now. That was a total of three knight lords, plus an army of nearly 30,000 mountain people, not to mention the undead of Madara watching eagerly from the side.

Brando once promised them victory, but that was after all, can they still win now?

Although most people who have followed the young man have an almost blind trust in Brando's words, the victory promised by the young lord has almost never failed. As long as he moves forward, the direction his sword points will definitely pass. The road to victory. The young lord was like one of the most legendary heroes of antiquity. When he proudly declared that he would achieve victory, victory was within his grasp.

But at this moment, everyone present could not help but remain silent.

They are battle-hardened warriors who can talk and laugh in the most dangerous environments, but this does not mean that they are incompetent. In their original self-confidence, they will try their best to delay Denel's army until they run out of food. Retreating is the only possibility of victory. But that would require both parties to pay a heavy price.

As a warrior this was not unacceptable as they had sworn fealty to the young lord and each was ready to shed blood.

But the promise Brando gave them seemed to be to completely defeat Jean Denel's army from the front.

How is this possible?

The druids took it for granted that the charr was merely trying to boost morale. Juta and Kerencia, who had seen Brando's magic on the side, had a headache. They racked their brains and couldn't figure out what Brando needed to rely on to win this victory.

But facing these various looks, Ciel just looked at each other and smiled at Medissa. Indeed, because the drastic changes in the Ring of Trade Winds will soon spread throughout Eruin and even the entire Warnd.

Everyone will remember this battle.

The young mage raised his head and his gaze fell on the dark forest north of the Gris River. Unfortunately, Pallas did not feel the gaze that passed through the long distance at this moment. The old knight lord was counting the casualties. In fact, the Gruss did not lose much. The infantry charging in front only left about a dozen corpses, but there was a whole squadron of them before they even saw the enemy. The archer's withdrawal from the battle made him a little heartbroken.

Although the army he mobilized this time has more than 20,000, there are not many professional soldiers. There are only one and a half columns of noble archers with more than 1,000 soldiers. A large part of them are still led by Jean Denel. The count's private soldiers came, and it would be difficult for him to deal with them if they suffered too many losses.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn around and ask: "That thunder and lightning just now is the druid's spell? Can a black iron-level druid cast such a terrifying spell?"

The mage beside him nodded: "That's a thunder summoning spell, but one or two druids cast it with less terrifying power. The spell just now can only be cast by at least ten people together. And it was cast with the strength of the black iron level." You need to rest for at least a day after that. But if you are a Druid master, that’s another story..."

The old knight interrupted the wizard. He still firmly believed that there could not be a Druid master among the rebels: "In other words, the opponent cannot cast that kind of spell continuously?"

"Lord, you don't need to be afraid even if you cast it continuously. Compared with the ten people they need to jointly cast the spell, we only need two or three people to dispel the magic. And that spell is very expensive for the black iron level. It's big, but the cost of dispelling magic is only average for us. Magic is actually much more useful for defense than for offense. If I were the opponent, I'm afraid I wouldn't cast that kind of spell again. They also used it before. It should only be used as a deterrent." The wizard lowered his head and replied respectfully.

Pallas nodded. As long as it wasn't a large-scale spell, he didn't need to worry too much. The difference in military strength between the two sides was so big that he didn't need any extra strategies at all, not to mention that the cost of 20,000 troops was too high. Pallas didn't want to waste time. He planned to end the war in a straightforward way from the beginning.

As long as we cross the Gris River, it will only take a few days to capture Firson Leng.

Ending the war within a week was within his acceptance range.

"Rebel, Eruin..." Pallas swirled these two words in his mind, but in the end all his thoughts turned into a confident and indifferent smile on his face. As a general who had accepted countless victories, he had no reason to believe that he would fail despite overwhelming superiority.

The old knight smiled faintly. This smile represented pity for the enemy and sigh for the kingdom. A hundred years ago, he had never heard that the rebellion in Eruin would be so big. Although his lord, Count Jean Denel, showed his power, this did not change the fact that the kingdom was becoming old and crumbling.

Let alone a hundred years ago, even fifty years ago, even in the most remote places, the lives of nobles would not be threatened.

Pallas sighed and said: "Brando, Brando, let me, an old guy, stand the last guard for this kingdom..."

He threw the dagger into the center of the map on the table, right at the location of Fir City, and victory seemed to be within reach.

Grudin's retainer and experienced knight no longer hesitated and asked Denel's army to withdraw and set up camp in the evening of this day, preparing for the final general attack after a night's rest and taking down the enemy's defense line in one go. Pallas was not afraid at all that the 'rebels' would come to attack at night. Based on his experience, he would never make such a low-level mistake. If the enemy was really that stupid, he would not mind ending the war earlier.

Unfortunately, the leader on the opposite side was as shrewd as he expected - he said nothing all night, and early the next morning, the real offensive began.

The sky was just getting dark, and Charles and Medissa were on the sentry tower when they saw countless shadowy figures of soldiers in the forest on the other side. "They were cutting wood to build a bridge, and they were sure that we didn't have enough manpower." Charles turned around. said.

Medissa nodded.

The test begins.

The same sentence flashed through both of their minds.

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