Wizard From Afar

"Boom————————!!!"

The "fire rain" falling from the sky was accompanied by loud noises, instantly in the middle of the battlefield Rolled up billowing flames and heat waves.

The trembling earth gave out the most miserable wailing in the continuous rumbling sound.

"Crazy, that lunatic--!"

The stunned Grand Duke Laszlo Varna has bloodshot eyes, staring incredibly like howling wind and torrential rain "Meteor stars" across the sky, falling scattered on every corner of the center of the battlefield, blooming one after another "flower of flames" dyed with scarlet.

The entire battlefield was ravaged under the ruthless "fire rain" of the centaur; the terrifying barrage could cover a large area in an instant, and the blood-stained grass instantly exploded and overturned; was hit The soldiers of, even too late to yell, have been torn into charred meat by the air waves and stone cannons.

There were deafening strikes and explosions. The tens of thousands of square infantry soldiers who had already begun to retreat fell into chaos in an instant. The soldiers lost one's head out amid the dazzling firelight and continuous explosions. of fear, I was completely deafened by the loud noise, and I didn't even know who ordered it.

Under such uninterrupted, large-scale strikes; even the Hundred Men Squad, which retreated in an orderly manner, suffered heavy casualties; and the phalanx infantry and hussars who had completely collapsed and fled in all directions were subjected to the same body. The centaur in the "fire hell" kept strangling.

Countless screams also sounded one after another, from the hussars, the phalanx infantry, the centaur...and so on.

This is as it should be by rights... five hundred steps apart, and there is no qualified (at least at the level of a small wizard) shooter, the enemy’s projection strikes impossible to aim, only Strikes without distinction.

In other words, the Great Khan of the Centaur...He intends to bring 10,000 elite and reloaded Centaur as a sacrifice to completely wipe out the 40,000 infantry phalanx of the Boi army.

A madman, really a madman through and through!

Even Archduke Varna was also a commander in command who could watch his soldiers go to death for victory, and was completely shocked by this almost crazy behavior.

But before he was too shocked, Grand Duke Varna thought of another more terrifying situation.

Once the long spear phalanx is completely disintegrated, it will inevitably directly impact the front of the Boi army-desperately fleeing soldiers, the rain of fire, and the centaur taking advantage of the situation...

Next, I'm afraid that terrible fiasco will repeat itself again.

Absolutely not! ! ! !

"Site Bukhara——!"

Duke Varna burst out the name from his teeth, clenching his teeth.

"Yes!" The expressionless Braha count suddenly lowered his head, his eyes flashed with endless fighting intents.

"Do you want revenge, do you want to make the first contribution?!"

"Yes!"

"Then I will give you this opportunity!" Directly from behind The cavalry grabbed the flagpole, and Grand Duke Varna pushed the horse scimitar flag into his arms:

"With five thousand silver armored cavalry torn the battlefield and rushed over, smashed the enemy’s pile of broken copper and iron. It’s a mess; cut off the head of the centaur Khan, otherwise don’t come to see me!"

"Follow the order!"

Bulaha count rushed towards the silver armor The army formation of Xiaoqi, the long sword out of its sheath, roared loudly.

"Warriors of the Big Green Sea, attack with me!"

Next moment, the five thousand silver armored knights made a loud noise; under the shout, they launched a charge.

"Duke, is this really appropriate?" Harimvan Ashamai, who was on the facial expression grave, worried: "The battle of destroying the projection position is usually handed over to the hussars and rangers. To complete; and Braha count is alone, I’m afraid..."

"Don’t worry, I believe him!" Grand Duke Varna interrupted him coldly: "Set Braha, he With this ability; the harder the battle, the more he can show his ability."

"even more how, in addition to the silver armored rider, there is also the army that can withstand the fire and rain. Start the battle and rush into the enemy line desperately?" The indifferent Laszlo Varna faintly said:

"Apart from Sete Braha, who else can have both ability and fear of death? Carry out my order?"

Harlemvan Ashmael was silent, and things related to Duchy's internal affairs could not tolerate him to interrupt.

He also knows that the Duke is right-the only people who can perform this kind of "death mission" without fear of life and death are the silver armored knights who are absolutely loyal to the Varna family, as well as races from side branches. Te Braha count only.

Other armies, I am afraid that they would have been disintegrated before they rushed to the enemy's line. War is not a game of chess and cards, and soldiers are not pawns; every warrior has its own thoughts and emotions. .

"The infantry phalanx has no time to retreat. The chaos must be ended as soon as possible and the line must be stabilized...Use the trebuchet to strike indiscriminately to prove that the barbarian has nothing to do; as long as the line is stabilized, we will win" to restore calm The Grand Duke of Varna said solemnly, his side turned to Harimvan Azhamel:

"The life and death of the forty thousand square infantry is up to you, the Master of Azhamel-even if all are destined to die in battle, Let them hold on to the moment of victory in the battle!"

This time, Harimvan Ashamai didn’t say anything, silently raised the short-handled hammer wand in his hand, and waved the battle flag toward him. The battlefield burned by the fire and rain rushed away.

"a debt of blood must be paid in blood ————!!!"

In the shining of fire and rumbling sound, under the leadership of Sete Braha Next, five thousand silver armored riders rushed into the battlefield aggressively-the heavily loaded centaur who had fallen into the melee had no time to react, and the front line had been torn to pieces!

Silver armor riders swept down under the fire and rain, and directly smashed a chaotic battlefield; the endless silver armor torrent imposing manner like a rainbow, unstoppable moved towards the half-man Ma Dajun's projection position Directly launched a surprise attack.

Obviously, such a powerful heavy cavalry was impossible not to be discovered, and the two wings of the stretched army immediately rushed out of two teams of centaur warriors, brandishing spears and long-handled axes to stop them.

But Braha didn't care, he didn't even look at it.

He knows the meaning of the order the Duke of Varna gave him.

Destroy the projection position? It was to pierce through the centaur army and let them fall apart!

Only such an order is worthy of the Silver Armored Knights to be dispatched across the board, and worthy of letting these five thousand loyal Boy Knights die!

At this point, the thinking of the Boys and the Centaur reached a level of incomparable "tacit understanding"-betting on the biggest hole cards, betting on the most ferocious offensive, and hitting the enemy's one at a time. The spine cannot be turned over forever.

"Raise the gun——!"

Blaha shouted, and the silver armored riders immediately gave up their bows and arrows, and put down their long spears to speed up the charge, and they charged faster and faster .

The interdiction centaur warriors screamed for a fierce battle, and the oblique thorns launched a surprise attack towards the roaring heavy cavalry.

The formidable power of the dwarf forging craftsmanship is extremely amazing. The heavy cavalry with a continuous charge screamed and fell to the ground; but Sete Braha still did not slow down and clamped the long spear, no Direct attack without evasion.

"Charge————!"

Boom!

In the terrifying loud noise, the centaur warriors who were intercepted were slammed into the front by the silver armored riders.

The sound of long spear resounds through the sky!

next moment, the seemingly dense centaur warrior front melts instantly like ice and snow in the sun.

Under the "fighting charge" of the Boys silver armored riders, these centaurs repeated a scene that had been performed on the battlefield not long ago, but the roles were changed.

Fighting fiercely, the brave centaur warriors did not even have the opportunity to resist, so they were torn their chests, smashed their heads, and penetrated their torso by the long spear...

Then, submerged under the iron hooves of the silver armored riders charging.

In the chilling rumbling sound, trampled on the ground with bones, the blood-stained silver-armored riders roared like ghosts; the Byrne Knight heavy sword in their hands was constantly waving, harvesting all the money. The centaur's life that dared to stand in front of them.

This is the elite reloaded Knight, the absolute king on the prairie!

"Charge, rush over, let them a debt of blood must be paid in blood!"

Waving the saber in his hand, Seth cloth with his tattered armor Laha Count roared hoarsely and shouted:

"Today! It's a good day to die——!"

No fancy, no pretentiousness, and determination His eyes rushed into the centaur formation that was waiting.

On the other end of the battlefield, with the timely arrival of Harimvan Azhamel and the projected strikes that finally ceased, the collapse of the long spear phalanx was finally restrained; it gradually began to gather. The defeated skirmishers reorganized their positions on the back of the battlefield.

Although the Master Azama is not a real commander in command, his experience and knowledgeable are not so rich.

He knows that apart from being completely scared, most of the routs on the battlefield are caused by the breakup of the team organization. He doesn't know who to listen to orders, so he can only choose to escape.

So waving the battle flag, he first summoned the army that was the first to retreat and was still intact; then, with them as the core, he continued to gather the defeated troops, organized the Defensive Array on the spot, and sent cavalry troops continuously at the same time. With a scimitar steed flag, to boost the morale of the soldiers, while shooting all deserters with bows and arrows.

With such a method of intimidation and encouragement, the overwhelming majority infantry finally stabilized so that it would not be defeated across the board; then, with the long spear phalanx as the core, it began to step on the drums again and began to move towards The battlefield advances.

As the infantry gradually stabilized, the balance of the battlefield once again deflected towards the Boi army; after a miserable fire and rain, the casualties were heavy, and the long spear phalanx, which was almost everyone injured, recovered. Morale, and his pupils were filled with the color of anger.

Ten large phalanxes, tens of thousands of phalanx infantry set up long spears and shields in their hands, dressed in sweat-soaked armor, shouting aggressive slogans, towards the half-man Ma Dajun's attack was launched.

Victory or not, only in an instant!

………………………………

Not good.

Very bad!

Regardless of the reason, those words of father did have an impact on Brandon... The imposing manner that was so difficult to build up and could stand up to him on an equal footing was instantly suppressed.

The confrontation on the chessboard, to put it bluntly, is a game between the hearts and minds of two people; the mood, the sorrow and joy of the atmosphere, and even the imposing manner... are all the most direct subjective determinants.

Brandon stared wide-eyed stared at the chessboard tightly while biting his thumb, his mood getting more and more nervous.

It seems that the two sides are in contact with each other, and both have lost a lot of chess pieces; but in fact, every attack of oneself will be completely resolved by father within two or three moves, and there may even be no move. Dilemma.

In each round of confrontation, the number of pawns on the board will be reduced; it will not take long before you really have "no chess to play".

What should I do?

"Pay attention to the time." His Majesty Eckhart II faintly opened the mouth and said: "There is still a quarter of an hour."

In an instant, Brandon like falling in a ice hole!

Looking at those always calm, plain eyes, Brandon seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat.

What to do! How to do!

...Even if the king's chess is taken, it is impossible to cause any harm to us...

The hair stands erect, the heartbeat accelerates, and the emotions are tense.

...... To compete on the chessboard, you must not limit your thinking to the chessboard, but should be detached from the chessboard......

Head down...he didn't want father to see his expression at the moment.

Fear, impulse, hesitation...A variety of difficult and complicated expressions flashed on his pale face constantly.

At this moment, Brandon had a bold idea.

"And...less than a quarter of an hour."

The voice sounded faintly again.

As if relaxed, Brandon relieved.

Put down the chess piece and press both hands on the chessboard.

"Bang——!!!"

The expressionless His Majesty the Emperor lifts the head, his plain gaze crosses the chessboard that was overturned to in midair, and crosses zero The scattered chess pieces falling from the air stared at Brandon's decisive eyes.

"pa ——!"

The chessboard fell on the table again, and Brandon, with the corner of his mouth, picked up his king chess, and struck it hard on the front of the chessboard. central.

"father..." desperately suppressing the tremor in his voice, Brandon's expressionless face forced his composure:

"The general is now."

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Eckhardt II ignored his son's words, his pupils were still looking at his son's face.

"You shouldn't think that I can admit that you win by doing this..."

Before he finished speaking, Brandon had silently raised his left hand. A little cold glow came out from under the cuffs.

"so that's how it is, so you’ve already prepared?"

"A small souvenir from one of my...very handy wizard consultants, I sent it to me before I left." Brandon said indifferently, as if to say something like "what's for dinner":

"There are guards outside the door, and there may also be Imperial Family guards or night watchmen in the room. Secret whistle, but... before this crossbow arrow shoots through your neck, they are too late."

"So what are the consequences?" His Majesty continued to ask: "Did you consider the consequences of the matter?"

"No, I don’t think about it."

The next second, Brandon’s face reappeared with a child-like smile: "One hundred innings...the last is I surpassed the game and defeated you."

"The rest is the game between me and my dear Connold Imperial Brother."

"And you...have Out!"