Destiny Thief

Chapter 161 Victory I

Wait, no!Glo suddenly found a problem in front of him - he was calculated according to the attributes of the player template.In "Dispute", the templates of NPCs are divided into ordinary, elite and leader, and the attribute growth of player templates is between ordinary and elite.Markuro's character template is now in the elite stage, that is to say, even if he reaches his level in the future, the hard power of his own character board will be much worse.

A bold idea popped up in Glo's mind. He suddenly wanted to know how the character template can be advanced—every time the character level passes through a job change stage, the experience requirement will increase exponentially.He still remembers how the character in the game was tossing endlessly in order to gain experience points and upgrade levels——

Everything is for stronger strength.

Now he sees another way.He was not sure whether he was still limited to the original player rules in this real world, but how could he be willing to accept something without giving it a try?
In the street scene at dusk, the scene of the battle seems to have stopped at this moment.

Surrounded by the light cavalry of the lord's guard, Markuro was leaning on the Stormbreaker Steel Sword. Although he was seriously injured, he still stood upright like a sharp sword out of its scabbard—Ferren, the old steward of Clover Manor, stood by From the side, he looked at the young baron worriedly.

Hot blood flowed through the gaps in the armor, along the heels of the battle skirt, leggings, and boots, and spread to the gaps in the blue-gray stone slabs of the street.

Marculo raised his head.

At this moment, a smile appeared on his face again.It takes time to reload the ballista, and now, the light cavalry of the lord's guard obviously won't give the enemy this time—he stepped on the horse, and although his face was pale, there was a trace of fanaticism, driving the horse, and he led The light cavalry team rushed into the enemy's position again.

Is he still alive?

Salem couldn't believe the facts in front of him, and the same was true for Verdun, including the legionnaires who operated the ballista, all of them were surprised and dazed—it was impossible for them to imagine that someone could survive the shooting of the ballista. What kind of strength is this.

It is now November 553 in the Dali calendar, and the power system of the entire Ilandia has not yet spread. After completing the basic professional combat and taking office, you can live a good life as a commoner. Those who have reached the level of awakening are famous in all parts of the kingdom. The existence of "Extraordinary Realm", which is only heard of in the legend but not seen, is all those high-ranking figures in the kingdom.

The soldiers couldn't imagine this kind of strength - the bloody heavy armor [moonlight] glowed with a faint blue luster, and the light cavalry rushed towards the soldiers wielding their long swords.An emotion called panic began to spread in their hearts, and they didn't wake up as if they had just woken up from a dream until the cold light of the sword struck, and they took up weapons to resist.

Something like morale is rapidly declining.Verdun is the oldest among the naval officers of the Kingdom of Avlon. Three months ago, he spent his 40th birthday on the misty sea, and he was officially middle-aged.He has participated in many battles and experienced many storms. Although his conservative fighting style has made him less famous, he has a clear understanding of the current situation. The soldiers have just sent news that all the city guards have been dispatched and have arrived. Buffalo Street.

"Did we fail?"

He murmured blankly in his eyes, and Sai Lun met his eyes, and the expressions of the two were completely silent—although the city guards had not participated in this battle until now, the balance of victory and defeat was tilting.This trend is almost irreversible. Unlike the original intelligence, this time the enemy has two more female mages, and there is still a powerful marksman!
Sai Lun still remembered that bearded, sharp-edged face—the bastard pretended to be Lecter and deceived the Royal Navy.But he could no longer hate, or in other words, he had lost the desire to hate.Wave after wave of light cavalry charged in, fire dragons raged in the air, hoarfrost was flying all over the sky, arrows sniped one after another... They still had thousands of soldiers, but the enemy was more elite and brave. But the battle turned into a one-sided massacre.

"Verdun, take the others, return to the battleship, and leave Afron."

Sai Lun said calmly, and he looked to the east—at night, the sparkling sea seemed to appear in front of his eyes.He recalled those times when he and his colleagues fought against pirates. At that time, everyone was still young, and the vast ocean filled them with novelty. The silver moonlight was like this night, when someone fished all kinds of fat fish from the sea. Fresh fish, they started a stove on the deck, a group of people gathered together, bragging, drinking, and playing... Lord Admiral Leos would sometimes participate in it, and when he was not training and fighting, for his officers and soldiers, He was not so strict and old-fashioned, and he also talked about those fascinating past experiences in the cold sea breeze... Later, the sixth Eta war broke out.

Later, the contact and supplies from the royal capital Erwa were cut off...

later……

Salem rushed forward with his sword...

Sword and blood, bright colors dyed Verdun's eyes red, his heart was full of pain, but the character in his bones finally made him give an order for a full retreat - the soldiers ran away crying, and the officers put their bodies on their backs. Kalis, who was seriously injured, evacuated towards the port along the streets in Afron.

The outcome has been decided.

But Verdun knew that this retreat could at least preserve some of the fleet's strength.Perhaps, one day in the future, they will have the opportunity to meet His Majesty Harriman, regroup and return.

……

"The enemy has retreated."

Grotto stopped beside Makuro and said.With Buffalo Street as the center, countless firelights and thick smoke were rising throughout the entire city of Avlon. Under the moonlight, noisy scenes could be seen everywhere.Broken soldiers, local gangsters, fishermen in troubled waters, all those who were unwilling to be left alone and feared that the world would be unstable, ran out one after another. They stole property that had lost their owner's care, robbed the old and weak, women and children, and the cries of women and children continued in the streets and alleys. When the sound rang out, some civilian men tried to resist, but were met with more humiliations, and even cold blades.

"Lord Baron, do we need to pursue you?"

A light cavalry captain asked.They have fought so hard that their arms are numb and their swords are curling.But at the moment, these loyal light cavalry are still worried that the battle situation will continue to repeat - in the distance, there is once again a large black dense figure.

"Are they finally here?"

The old butler Fei Lun glanced at it and said.The comer's flag appeared on the corner of the street. Looking at the color and the decoration on it, he knew that Afron's city guards finally came to the battlefield, but these guys came too late.

(End of this chapter)