Arad's Sword

Chapter 24 The right hand is bright, the left hand is dark

The piles of grain and grass brought up flames that soared into the sky, dyeing half of the silent night sky red.

Porter Seth, the fox-like general, looked at the thick smoke that covered the stars like a dark cloud, and was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth for a moment.At this moment, he finally noticed the real target that the enemies hidden in the darkness wanted to raid.

"Yorkshire, Yorkshire is on fire!" Fenrir yelled, with unconcealable panic in his eyes, "Uncle Potter, I think we should evacuate..."

"Shut up! Don't forget, Your Excellency Fenrir, I have the final say here." General Red Fox said in a low voice, with a chilling anger revealed in his eyes.

An imperceptible haze flashed across Fenrir's eyes, but the current situation was stronger than others, so he could only shut his mouth resentfully.

As a well-known general in the principality, Porter certainly knew how a fire in the rear would deal a blow to the morale of the army, especially in this dark night with extremely poor visibility.However, years of military accomplishment made him quickly judge that it would be extremely stupid to turn back now.

Leaving aside the chaos caused by changing from the rear army to the front army, what if Asrex's main force is ambushing nearby?In normal encounters, Potter was sure to win, but if he was ambushed under such circumstances, he would definitely be beaten to the ground, and he couldn't take the risk.

Besides, Fina's magic bullet, which is as destructive as thunder from the sky, has not stopped until now.

Although for an army of 4000 people, the attack of an elementalist caused little hindrance, but when added up, it would still cause considerable damage.

He was caught in the trick of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, and he rushed back to fight the fire without even a single confrontation, and from the beginning to the end, he was under Fina's magic bullet, causing countless casualties and being kicked around like a broken ball. This is definitely a red fox His dignity does not allow it.

He had to move forward, but at the same time, he had to kill the bugs that burned the grain depot behind him.

"Pass down the order and tell the thousand-man captains of the defenders that if I don't see the heads of those bugs hanging on the city gate at dawn, I will hang all their heads on the city gate!" Red Fox said The herald beside him growled, no longer looking like an elegant fox, but like a hysterical coyote.

This order was faithfully conveyed to the ears of every officer in the Yorkshire Garrison.

Immediately, Midi and his party felt the corresponding pressure.

"There are more and more enemies, obviously we have been avoiding the main street." Sigmund's brows became tighter and tighter.

"Have you been followed?" Lilian couldn't help but look back a few times, but in the silent night, the eyes of the Blue Fist Holy Envoy couldn't see very far.

It's normal to have this kind of worry, because just crossing two streets, there were three encounters. Adding them up, they had killed at least two centurions.Although the record is good, it is meaningless to accomplish the real goal.

"If you really get your tail bitten, it's not just this kind of pressure." Midi replied lightly, looking at the road ahead without squinting, not letting go of any details, "Don't worry, the enemy is just mobilizing That's all."

For the three people other than Midi, this is the first time they have really participated in the war, and they have shouldered important tasks, so it is only natural that they will be nervous.

Fina, who is always confident and indomitable, will not mention it. In fact, the two of them have not made any mistakes from the beginning to the end. They can reach this level in their first battle. They are already the elites among the elites. core strength.

However, Midi also knew that because he was an adventurer following Fina, he was more needed to stabilize his emotions.

"The Scarlet Flame Legion seems to be busy deploying defenses, and they are not very familiar with Yorkshire itself. This is their blind spot and our opportunity. Keep the current state and we can achieve our goal." Midi continued to analyze in a calm tone , and the anxious emotions of the two people around him gradually calmed down in these words.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned a street corner, and a black Kuikui building came into view.

North District Granary.

The Red Flame Legion has obviously dispatched troops. The garrison team, which originally had only about 100 people, has now joined the first reinforcements, reaching more than 200, and as time goes by, the number is still increasing.

For Midi and the others who attacked at night, the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be.

But right now this number is still within an acceptable range.

However, facing a large number of swarming enemies, Midi did not step forward, but turned around, then patted Sigmund's shoulder lightly, and winked at Lilian.This time, the venomous Lilian did not show any hostility after all, but nodded seriously.

"Next, I will leave this place to you." With a simple sentence, Midi had already disappeared on the other side of the street.

That's right, the granary in the North District is not Midi's battlefield.

South District is!

Taking down a granary doesn't mean anything, the difficulty of a surprise attack is not high, not to mention that General Chihu has left the city.The key is, when the enemy is alarmed, how many more can they take down?
According to Midi's observations and calculations on the number of the Red Flame Legion, the carrying capacity of the transport team, the route, and the storage capacity of the grain, the conclusion is that three granaries must be burned to force the Red Flame Legion to suspend the offensive. Offensive, while strengthening the supplies in the rear, the war will not be delayed in any way.

If you can't win the three seats, the adventure that Fina used as a bait, the sacrifices you made along the way, and all the rhetoric will be meaningless.

This raid must be won.

So, even faster, so fast that the other party can't react!
Then go faster, so fast that the opponent can't resist!

That's why Midi chose to split into two groups and embark on the road to the third granary alone, where everything will be decided on the battlefield.

He is a reborn person, he changed his own destiny, and he also brought about this war. Therefore, he wants to win this victory with his own hands, his own ghosts and gods, and the long sword in his hand.

Do not retreat, only advance!
Silent winter night, icy strong wind, burning city, reflecting swords and lightly falling snowflakes, Midi keeps moving forward on this battlefield of brutality and beauty.

He slid silently in the shadow of the building, shuttled quietly in the dead corner of the light, the experience and prediction of the reborn fully played a role at this moment, along the way, he did not encounter a single battle.And those sentinels who unfortunately stood in the way of Midi's action have all become ghosts under the sword, corpses that no one pays attention to in the dark alley.

The granary in the South District finally came into view.

Midi glanced at it and immediately saw the number and configuration of the defenders, three centurions.

But the black-haired boy didn't stop at all, and without even frowning, he rushed over, like a spinning arrow that had already left the string.

And the black long sword in his hand, suitable for sneaking night battles, was instantly replaced by an icy lightsaber with azure blue light.

There is nothing to hide anymore, the only thing to do is to break through to the end with unparalleled swordsmanship!
The headed centurion was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he thought it was a soldier who had strayed away, but immediately, he recognized that this was an enemy, and it must be a stupid enemy who did not know how to live or die.

The centurion sneered, raised his hand, and shouted, "Kill him!"

"Kill!" The soldiers shouted in unison, and then swung their arms at an incredible speed like the blades of a windmill. Dozens of throwing axes whizzed and cut through the air, attacking Midi from countless directions with incomparable accuracy. !

The first shot was an elite ax throwing team.

This type of arms is another major feature of the Red Flame Legion. In mid-range battles, they have an overwhelming advantage. Even heavy knights will never dare to fight hard-not to mention the damage caused by the ax to the armor. The heavy impact alone is enough to instantly kill any enemy.

However, this does not include Midi who has a second awakening experience.

Midi's expression was as calm as water, and a silver-white flame flowed silently from those pupils that were originally pure black like the night sky.

As soon as the flames started, the roaring throwing axes stopped suddenly, as if they were hit by some invisible force. Their metal surfaces, which were slightly hot due to friction with the air, were instantly covered with a thin layer of frost. For a moment, it was suspended in the air as if frozen, unable to move at all.

The fire in Midi's eyes flashed, and a cold ghostly aura surged with magical power in his left hand.

The throwing ax that was stagnant in the air suddenly flew upside down, like fragments of an exploded snowball, shooting in all directions, smashing into the walls on both sides of the street without aim.

Midi's lips were slightly parted, and while running, she recited the mantra in rhythmic rhythm.

Accompanied by this incantation, an invisible but coercive force surged up.Where Midi's sword pointed, long frost-filled lines were drawn from the air, and in an instant, a huge magic circle was drawn on the ground, covering almost the entire hundred-man ax-throwing team.

The next moment, the lightsaber in Midi's hand was lifted into the void, and countless sharp icicles suddenly rose from the ground, piercing through the bodies of a large number of soldiers, and freezing the rest inside, making them unable to move at all.

Devil May Cry Skill, Frozen Formation!
The ax-throwing centurion couldn't believe his eyes. The young man in front of him could not only use a lightsaber, but also use the ghost formation of Devil May Cry?
And at such a long distance?

But Midi obviously won't give him time to stay in a daze. He speeds up instantly, dragging an afterimage behind him, and the lightsaber in his hand pulls out a cold light in the air. With an extremely cold suffocation, he slashed down!

There was no blood or flesh, not even a cry of pain. Before the lightsaber fell, the centurion's whole body was already covered by frost. Even the beating of the heart and the flow of blood were extremely difficult. How could he stop it? This thunder strike driven by the power of Devil May Cry and the skill of Sword Soul?
With just one sword strike, the centurion was smashed to pieces, leaving only countless shards of ice flying in mid-air and shards of ice rolling around.

With a ghostly aura lingering in his left hand and a brilliant lightsaber tightly grasped in his right hand, the black-haired boy stood in the middle of the ice and snow like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, exuding a sky-high fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

More than 30 people have died, and the rest are still struggling in the ice. The centurion's body is even more broken into powder, and it is unknown where it fell.

So, no one dared to come closer.

　The second update is coming, let's work together to maintain this growth momentum!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)