Shield of Rebirth

(Second!)

The royal palace of Aberdeen’s imperial capital has never been as noisy as it is today since the war against demons. In the passionate music, the ladies in the royal city find their favorite soldiers, give sweet kisses and drag them onto the dance floor.

During the war years, those old shackles could no longer bind the shackles in the hearts of young men and women. Perhaps bold and direct love is more suitable for this period of mixed passion and sadness, joy and parting.

"General Fulton, you are still as handsome as before."

Ed Hebrew, who had just been promoted to Marquis and took the title of seventh deputy commander of the Imperial Knights, looked as usual, still smiling brightly, and raised his glass to invite Fulton to have a drink.

General Fulton's snow-white eyebrows couldn't help trembling a few times when he heard the pride of the empire himself boast about his handsomeness, but he still said forcefully, "Hmph! Not as attractive to women as you."

Ed Hebrew smiled and asked: "I heard that the person in the Sixth Division of the Army who made great achievements in battle was seriously injured in bed? I clearly heard that he had a fight with the commander of the Tias Army on the night he entered the imperial capital. Three games. Although they were all lost, Tias said afterwards that it was a little bit reluctant to win."

Fulton snorted lightly: "What? You want to tell His Majesty the king that I have taken credit for my subordinates? Block the young people's chance to meet the king, and prevent them from going any further?"

"... General Fulton."

Ed Hebrew was tongue-tied, talking about bickering where he would be this famous old and difficult opponent, so he could only watch Fulton leave, standing where he was, shaking his head and smiling wryly.

"This old guy must be jealous that I snatched his target last time, but it was the girl who insisted on jumping up. I always wanted to give it up, but I didn't do anything that night, but the old guy just didn't give me a chance afterwards."

Ed Hebrew explained to his comrades around him in this way, and the surrounding sergeants pointed to his handsome and enviable face, and began a tens of thousands of words of crusade.

……segmentation……

Compared to the hustle and bustle of other districts in the imperial capital, there were only a few clear sounds of sword clashes in the shadow groove of the northern city to celebrate this extraordinary night.

"Hahaha……."

With the iron sword leaning on the ground, the young officer encouraged him to stand with his own weapon. Sweat had already soaked through his armor, and the sweat beads on his forehead slid down like rain, causing pain in his eyes, but the man's eyes were always staring at the nothingness in front of him There is no sense of relaxation.

There wasn't a single scar on the young officer's body, but upon closer inspection, it could be discerned that his whole body's mithril light armor, round shield, and iron sword were covered with pinhole-like defects.The young officer knew in his heart that at least half of these pinhole-like defects were attacked. If the poisoned assassin exerted more strength, it would be a fatal wound.

"2782 attacks, 720 attacks, if she uses a little more force, I will become a corpse."

The man tried his best to support his body with the iron sword. Since becoming a soldier, he had never been defeated so thoroughly.

Such a beautiful dagger, such a powerful thief!

It was hard for the young officer to imagine that there would be such terrible thieves in this world. He felt that even the legendary ancestor of thieves, Anallo, who created the profession of three lines of thieves, might not be as successful in the profession of poisoned assassin. There is a powerful thief in front of him.

"Still a woman! Really..."

The young officer smiled wryly in his heart, and suddenly let go of the iron sword and lay down on the ground. He rarely laughed loudly: "I lost! I won't fight anymore. Although it is embarrassing to lose to a woman, you are indeed stronger than me."

In the void, a distorted figure appeared indistinctly. The thief seemed to have merged with the darkness.

"I lost! At your disposal."

The man was lying on the ground, looking up at the long and narrow sky above the trough of shadows. There were a few stars twinkling in the night sky, reflecting his clear eyes.

"What? Just left without saying a word? At least leave a name, and I will return to the imperial capital in the future. I still want to recover today's defeat."

Hearing this, the gradually transparent figure stopped and continued to sneak, and the slender figure of the female thief flickered from time to time in the darkness.Seeing this, the young officer couldn't help cursing in a low voice. Being able to control the stealth state so freely is a skill that is completely beyond the scope of men's familiarity.

And Zuo Yu's eyes widened in surprise, no matter the skills this female thief used in battle or the miraculous stealth she used now, she was simply the ultimate form that the thief profession dreamed of.

Perfect!Flawless!

"A male who has been beaten to pieces is qualified to ask the name of a more powerful female?"

The voice gradually disappeared like a ghost, leaving only the man lying on the ground looking up at the night sky in the dark street.

"Okay. I owe you one."

The young officer closed his eyes, and the thief's voice seemed to be echoing in his ears, "No wonder old man Fulton said that women are like wine. This voice is a bit colder than the legendary wine brewed by elves!"

……segmentation……

The Northern Territory of the Northwest Battlefield - In front of the Rablog Steel Canyon

The Knights of the Empire, the Seventh Legion of the Shield Armored Infantry, and the No.19 Column of the Griffin Air Cavalry temporarily stopped here. The three most elite air, cavalry, and soldier legions of the human empire joined forces for the first time, and restrained the evil god with less than 20 people. The seven legions of the Lolsa Demon Legion, the four Hell Lava Giant Legion, and the seven werewolf gargoyle columns of the Legion, finally won the news of the victory in the main battlefield of the Northwest Front.

Although more than half of the three legions suffered casualties, and most of the camp was still disabled, they still couldn't restrain the soldiers from singing the triumphant song of the human empire.

"You came to me so urgently, what's the matter? Has there been a change in the two main battlefields in the southeast and southwest?"

The young officer stepped into the tent of the head of the Knights of Light. Ed Hebrew's dignified expression made his heart tighten. Now that the coalition forces of the three major legions have suffered more than half of the casualties, if there is another war, it is hard to imagine what the consequences will be.

"It's not the main battlefield." The words of the hidden number one knight in the alliance made the young legion leader feel relieved. Ed Hebrew continued: "Our three major legions have temporarily received an urgent mission and need to escort an important person to evacuate."

"VIP?"

The young officer frowned indistinctly. As the regiment commander of the Seventh Legion of the Shield Infantry, he was a little unimpressed with the important people Ed Hebrew said. Princes and ministers are equated.

"I have to sacrifice my own soldiers to protect those rubbish." The young officer sneered in his heart, but he didn't say it in front of the commander of the Knights, who was essentially a nobleman.

"My soldiers may not have the ability to fight anymore."

The young officer said his wishes, but this is also true. In every battle, the shield infantry rushed to the forefront, creating opportunities for the light knights and griffin air cavalry behind. The heavy casualties can be imagined.

Ed Hebrew nodded his head. He knew what the man was talking about, and hesitated for a while: "I know that your infantry regiment was killed and injured the most, but you have to cut off the rear. The infantry regiment is undoubtedly the best unit..."

There was no compromise on the young officer's resolute face, he stared fixedly at Ed Hebrew.In the military department, when his temper came up, even if the general of the military department came in person, he would not give him any face.

"There is no need to sacrifice soldiers, and evacuate immediately."

Words suddenly sounded from the inside of the tent. There was an undisguised weakness in the small voice, but it fell on the ears of the young officer, deafening like summer thunder.

Although in the past, the young officer only heard this voice say a few words, but that cold voice seemed to be engraved on his heart, and it became more profound with the passage of five years.

"Okay!" Ed Hebrew nodded immediately, and ordered: "Evacuate immediately."

……

"I'm afraid it's too late!"

Standing at the mouth of the Rablog Steel Canyon, the heads of the three major legions looked at the evil god legions all over the mountains and plains in the distance. The vibration of the hell lava giant trampling on the ground could be heard faintly. They never thought that the enemy's reinforcements would come so soon.

"Someone has to make a sacrifice and stay behind. Otherwise we may be wiped out."

Ed Hebrew knew that with more than half of their disabled army, they couldn't escape the footsteps of the evil god's reinforcements.

"I'll stay."

The young officer looked at the giant army of hell lava that was five miles away, his voice was sonorous and concise as usual.

Hearing this, Ed Hebrew and the head of the Griffin Air Cavalry Corps were shocked and said in unison: "You are the person who the Generalissimo has specified cannot be sacrificed. In the future, the Sixth Army will rely on you to lead. If you die in battle, there are Whose prestige can convince the crowd? You have to consider the stability of the army, not because of the soldiers under you..."

"I said I'll stay!" The young officer looked into the distance and said word by word: "I-one-person!"

"you……"

"You bastard! Still so reckless!"

There was a rare smile on the man's calm face, and on the night when the trough of shadow was removed, he had already forgotten when was the last time he laughed.

"After arriving at the destination safely, please bring me a word, and I will pay back what I owed her once."

Ed Hebrew and the head of the Griffon Legion watched the young officer standing at the entrance of the canyon, thinking that this was the last time they would look at the general's back.

Seven days later, the remnants of the three major legions arrived at their destination and reported the death of young officers from the Alliance Army and the Empire Army...

Half a month later, at the forefront of the Northwest Front, a shocking news came. A shield warrior with a broken shield broke into the residence of the Generalissimo of the Army Department.

Subsequently, the most colorful stroke in the history of the Northwest Front was born, a battle belonging to one person, and an immortal myth belonging to a shield warrior...

……segmentation……

At night, the rear of the Northwest Front.

The priests, druids, and shamans in the logistics department had already rested, and they were really exhausted from treating the wounded every day.

In a separate residence in the middle of the logistics department, a man wrapped in bandages was lying on a bed.

"kindness!"

The man suddenly woke up from his sleep. The bandages wrapped his whole body so that he couldn't even turn his head. He could only sigh: "Why? Come and see me in such a mess? You are useless except for your extraordinary strength. I don’t even know when to visit…”

"Ah……"

There was a faint laugh in the darkness, which fell on the man's ear, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched on his bandaged face, "We owe nothing."

In the darkness, there was no more sound.

After a long time, the man couldn't help but said: "Why did you leave like this? At least leave your name!"

"Don't you think you should introduce yourself before asking a lady's name?"

The bandaged face twitched, and he said slowly, "My name is Alan Brook."

"Galoria..."

"Galoria..."

In Alan Brook's mind, Zuo Yu felt an inexplicable throbbing for some reason.

(Sure enough, the code reached around 6000 in one night, which is almost close to midnight. I am in good condition, and I will continue to the next chapter. It may be after 12:30, so I can’t wait for the children’s shoes to go to bed.

ps: I wish children's shoes a happy holiday! )