Knight with Wand

The first ray of light at dawn has not yet completely unveiled the veil of night, and the whole world is still bathed in the soft and blurred morning light.

On the eve of the Avalon troops' expedition, the army of nearly 2,000 people, including logistics, has solemnly assembled outside the towering castle.

The sword-wing flag and the white flame sun flag swayed gently in the breeze of the morning light, as if the land whispered to the soldiers.

The war horses lined up like a forest, and the horses' hooves pawed the ground restlessly, stirring up bursts of dust. The tips of the spears flashed cold light in the morning light, like a silver forest.

On the flanks of the army, dozens of rangers without flags stood quietly. Their eyes had both the freedom and unruliness of lone rangers, and also revealed solemnity when looking into the distance.

Although they came from all corners of the world and carried their own pasts, they now took on this common mission with the Knights of Avalon and the Knights of the Holy Lake because of an ancient oath.

Previously, many rangers actually had doubts about calling the lord of this place, but at this moment, the army of Avalon proved with actions that the chivalrous oath that called them here was not a lie.

Occasionally, the low neighing of war horses and the clanging of soldiers' armors could be heard in the air.

The flickering torchlight on the city wall danced with the wind, reflecting on the faces of every Avalon soldier, outlining their youthful or vicissitudes of life.

The soldiers inevitably felt uneasy and uneasy about the unknown battlefield.

Leon rode the black horse through the ranks and came to the front of the army, encouraging the soldiers who were about to follow him into the land of death:

"Warriors of Avalon"

The voice attracted the attention of the knights.

".Among you, there are veterans who have just returned from the Battle of Longka and the battlefield of Usato, as well as new recruits who have just joined the Knights.

I want to tell you that this time we will be engaged in a war that concerns the survival of all mankind.

For a long time, due to the greed of the powerful and territorial disputes, human beings have killed each other, resulting in countless broken families and devastated the earth.

In the past, you may have killed for the selfish desires of the lords, and felt confused and tired for this.

But this time, we are no longer facing the meaningless fights of the past.

To the east, countless people killed by the evil The undead awakened by evil surged like a tide. They were ruthless and unintelligent, and only knew how to devour life. Wherever they went, life was extinct, towns were reduced to ruins, people were massacred, and homes became hell.

You may wonder why we traveled thousands of miles to support a group of Kantardars, a group of enemies not long ago.

But I want you to know that this is not to help the enemies of the past, but to protect our own relatives and friends, and to defend our own lives!

In Avalon, in the Territory of Thorns, behind you are elderly parents, gentle wives, young children, countless compatriots who yearn for peace, and our future and blood.

This battle concerns everyone on the continent. No one can stand aside and watch. Once darkness comes, our relatives will be poisoned, and everything we have will be wiped out in an instant.

Now, whether knights or civilians, veterans or recruits, we are brothers fighting side by side, and our common goal is to let the sun shine on this land forever.

My warriors, look around you, those rangers from all directions Jay, those noble knights from the Holy Lake River in the distance will fight against evil with us. We are not fighting alone.

And I will always be with you. I swear that I will never be the last warrior to fall among you."

Leon drew his sword, raised the blade high, and said in a steady and powerful voice:

"Under the witness of the sun, you will return in glory for Avalon! For everything we must protect!"

Although his voice was not loud, it resounded like a bell in the silence of the early morning, knocking in the hearts of every warrior.

"-For Avalon!"

The originally silent coalition army burst into a shocking response, and the shouts came one after another, like the dawn that was about to pierce the darkness.

"-For Avalon!"

The Holy Lake Knights also shouted without hesitation, fighting for the Holy Land and the world protected by Ilaril. This was originally their sacred mission.

The rangers had never seen a lord who fought so purely for justice. As if they were infected by Leon's words, they also joined the earth-shaking shouts.

When the shouts of the soldiers gradually subsided, Leon scanned the endless army with a sharp gaze and ordered them to set off.

The coalition army moved in an orderly manner, the horses' hooves raised dust, and the rumbling sound of the march broke the tranquility of the early morning. The infantry followed in a neat formation and slowly set off.

The army arrived at the border of Glade County in a mighty manner.

When Leon led the army and met Earl Elliver's two thousand soldiers at the scheduled assembly point, the two forces merged into a more magnificent torrent.

Baron Balf, standing next to Earl Elliver, stood at the front of the team and looked sharply at the huge army that arrived at the assembly point from the Nightmare Forest.

When the fully armed knight coalition army came into view, even he, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, couldn't help but secretly marvel.

"No matter how many times I watch it, it's still hard to believe." Balf tilted his head and said to Earl Elliver, "Those Ilarial knights from the Kingdom of Dineshien are so well-armed that even the king's guards are no better than them."

Elliot had already learned from Leon's letter the origin of the knights who were trying to take back the Rolanal Holy Land. He nodded and didn't say much.

Only Feodor, who was standing by, had doubts and uneasiness in his eyes. He didn't understand how Baron Leon could pull such a powerful force.

A knight errant again, a knight of Hilalil again. Where did a kid who was a Serian Orion not long ago come from the connections to contact so many foreign aids?

When the army was completely reunited, Count Earl Elliver urged his horse towards Leon. This time he would not abandon his territory and take the risk to lead the army to Sobonitz. The army supporting the Baldim battlefield would be led by Balfe.

The earl warned in a calm voice: "Leon, I know that you are an upright man, and you will not turn a blind eye to the suffering people here.

But at a critical moment, our own survival and the security of our territory are more critical. When necessary, whether it is retreating or leading the Kantadar people to retreat into our territory, it is a reasonable choice. This support trip does not have to be all-in-one. Remember, You also have the Thornflower family as your back-up and retreat.

In the worst case, Glade County will accept the desperate army and population. As for the army under your command, Balfe will not interfere too much, but he must not take risks to show off. "

"I will take your advice to heart."

Leon did not refute, but he suddenly noticed that beside Balfe, the second son of the earl named David, was looking at him with eager eyes full of admiration, as if he wanted to come up and talk.

Leon smiled back at this young knight who was obviously older than him but treated him with special respect and enthusiasm.

Earl Elliot noticed this scene. He smiled and explained to Leon: "David admires your reputation and bravery, and is eager to prove himself in this battle against the undead. He has chosen this path." , you must face danger like all knights. On the battlefield, if necessary, feel free to use him, don't worry just because he is my son. "

"I believe that with Sir David's bravery, he will be able to create his own martial arts." Leon nodded.

The army was fully prepared, and the four-party coalition led by the Knight of Thorns, Knight of Avalon, Knight of Holy Lake, and Knight Errant stepped out of Glade County.

In the distance, the team of envoys from Bardim County were already waiting anxiously.

The mere five days of waiting for reinforcements seemed to pass extremely long in Baldim County.

In the fortress of Count Runulf.

The conference hall seemed extremely silent, as if even the air was frozen.

The hall that was once full of heated disputes was left with only gloom and despair, and the heavy atmosphere made every young lord who succeeded the head of the family breathless.

Having faced the almost invincible undead natural disaster together, the fear and frustration are now deeply imprinted in their hearts.

The eastern princes present had managed to assemble more than 10,000 combat-ready troops. The young leaders also used their passion and courage to eliminate tens of thousands of undead without fear of sacrifice in the first confrontation. An exciting victory was achieved.

However, facing the overwhelming and inexhaustible sea of ​​undead corpses, their courage and determination gradually wore away.

The Beacon Fire at Carriston and the Fall of Helsburg.

The bloody battle in the Iselin Valley. The loss of Kilmerton Pass.

Lines of defense collapsed like dominoes, and each lord lost his territory.

No matter how many times the army of the undead expands the scope of the underworld, it fails, but it cannot hit the army of the dead itself.

But every time the living army suffered a defeat, it was a huge blow to reality and the soul. The Eastern Alliance was retreating steadily in the torrent of the undead. Hundreds of thousands of victims were displaced. They then rushed to the rear areas crazily, impacting The order that was already in jeopardy.

The nobles' army retreated all the way to the north bank of the upper reaches of the river, and all the land on the south bank fell.

The shadow of failure hung over everyone's mind, morale was at its lowest point, and desertions occurred frequently. Even the harshest whippings and executions could not prevent the soldiers from breaking down due to fear and trying to escape from this nightmare.

In the conference hall, silence and depression spread like a plague, swallowing up the will of the young nobles.

Count Runav gritted his teeth and looked at his allies. He already felt that he could no longer restrain their intention to retreat. His initial ambition to become a noble leader had almost disappeared. Now, he only felt that he had an unprecedented heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and he was almost about to lose himself. Crushed.

Just then.

A guard hurriedly entered the hall. He walked up to Count Runaf and whispered a few words in a low voice.

A light flashed across the earl's face, and he stood up suddenly.

"Everyone!"

Count Runaf's voice echoed in the hall, breaking the silence: "Reinforcements from the Thorn Flower Family have finally arrived! The Orlanders have brought...

The Orlanders brought ten thousand elite soldiers! "

".Ten thousand people?"

This news exploded in everyone's heart like thunder.

Unexpectedly, Runav could really invite such a large number of reinforcements, and everyone in the hall began to whisper.

This seemed to be a glimmer of hope in the abyss of despair. Even though it was slim, they regained some hope.

Ivan, who was approaching the lord's throne, looked at Runaf in surprise.

He heard clearly and knew the inside story. Baron Leon and Baron Balfe, plus the supporting militia, could only bring 4,000 people. How could they get 10,000 elite soldiers?

Old Ron saw Ivan open his mouth slightly, and quickly went up and pressed the upright master.

"Sir, don't let the morale of the army be unstable."

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Ivan quickly closed his mouth under the inaudible advice in his ears, and looked at the lords in the hall who seemed to have regained their fighting spirit, and was suddenly enlightened.

The fragile noble alliance is on the verge of collapse. At this time, it is indeed necessary to stabilize internal morale first.

even with lies

Runav dismissed the meaningless military meeting, ordered all allies to return to camp to report the news, and stabilized the morale of the army with the arrival of reinforcements.

He immediately grabbed Ivan and led the knights of the guard out of the city to meet the reinforcements.

Even though he had doubled the size of the reinforcements he had just sent to Earl of Thorn Flower to more than bluff people, when he saw the marching column slowly coming into view on the horizon of the suburbs, with no end in sight, Runav still couldn't hide his heart. Excited.

The family that once ruled most of Bardim County now only has the last piece of territory behind the fortress on the north bank left. Any further retreat will mean the destruction of the family's power.

That lie also gave me a shot in the arm.

However, as the army approached, Count Runaf couldn't help but be shocked when he saw a large number of heavily armored knights in fine plate armor from the former army.

He did not expect that the Lord of Thorn Flowers would have such a large army of elite knights under his command.

Runav found that he had never heard of such a powerful Earl of the Northern Kingdom.

Putting aside his doubts, Runaf and Baron Ivan, who was an old acquaintance in the Thornflower family, went up to greet him.

Leon also urged his horse forward and looked at the upright Knight of Shatai. He had not seen him for more than three months. His young face seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes, and he had grown a beard on his upper lip.

"You're well, Mr. Ivan."

"Nice to see you again, Lord Leon."

Although Ivan has inherited the title of Baron of Shatai, he still salutes the hero who once fell from the sky and saved the army and people of Shatai: "I praise your mind and thank you for leading the army to help us regardless of the hostility between the two countries."

"You're welcome, I support you in order to prevent disaster from my people and homeland." Leon waved his hand and immediately introduced his comrades beside him.

"This is Baron Frença, Lord Balfe, who is loyal to Earl Earl of Earlive with me."

After speaking, Leon also signaled to the leader of the Knights of the Holy Lake on the other side: "This is the grand leader of the Knights of Hilal, Lord Yreem."

"Nice to meet you noble knights." Ivan saluted and introduced Runaf, Count of Bardim, to the two of them.

After a brief exchange of names, the coalition forces, under the guidance of their hosts, went to camp on the river bank on the outskirts of the city to the north of the fortress.

While his troops were setting up their camp, Leon didn't waste any time. He ordered people to find a secluded open space to set up tables, and immediately asked Runav, the leader of the Eastern Noble Alliance of Kantadar, to learn about the current situation.

Ivan spread out the map of the Sobonits Territory and pointed out the one-sided and bad situation on the parchment. Leon and the others listened in silence with expressionless faces, and their hearts were heavy.

The current Sobonits Territory was not just "mostly" captured.

If what Runav and Ivan said is correct, the eastern Kantadar Territory on the map is now only a small piece of land on the north bank of the river, and the last seventh of the territory is still in the hands of living people. .

"Since we lost the Kilmerton Pass and defended ourselves against the fast-flowing river, we have also lost contact with the Anveld County in the west. At the moment, we may be the last resistance army in the eastern part of Cantadar." Runaf was helpless. said in a deep voice.

The lords who rule Anveld County have old grudges with the Bardim family and have always been unwilling to join his alliance and fight alone. Now, they are asking for mercy, but Runav is not happy at all.

If those elm-brained people were slaughtered at this moment, within a few days they would turn into members of the army of the dead and get up again to fight towards their fortress.

But now that it was difficult to protect himself, how could he cross the river again and rescue Anvild County.

"How many warlocks are there in your army now? I mean 'wizards'." Leon asked, switching from northern vocabulary to Uriah vocabulary.

Runav had no reservations, and had no room for reservation at all. He said truthfully: "Only two wizards are still here. The other wizards broke their promises one by one not long ago and sneaked away without a trace."

Leon couldn't help but frown secretly after hearing this:

"Didn't I ask you in the letter to keep them even if you force them to stay!"

Without enough spellcasters, how can the holy lamp that I brought to protect the soul be effective?

Listening to the young baron's questioning, Runave couldn't get angry and sighed helplessly.

"We even put the families of those wizards under house arrest, but those wizards cherished their lives beyond imagination. They didn't care about the lives of their parents, wives, and descendants. Even if we tried to force them to stay, these wizards used various means to escape from the East."

Seeing that the other party had already reached this level, Leon couldn't help but be speechless for a moment.

".Leon"

Laura’s gentle voice sounded in my heart.

Only then did Leon calm down his emotions slightly and calm down.

"Sorry, since that's the case, just two."

He turned back and told Corvis to go to the army and get a copy of the Uriya version of the holy lamp design and two finished "spirit-protecting holy lamps", and gave them to Runav and others.

After carefully informing him of the effectiveness of this magic lantern, Leon returned his gaze to the skill map provided by the Cantadar people.

Together with Corvis, he can probably use the holy lamp to protect five or six hundred warriors.

Among the many clergy members of the Knights of Hilalil, there are three priests who were "pure monks" from the Dineshien Circle.

Although these three spellcasters who have experienced tests in the church do not have any powerful combat magic, they can use the holy lamp to protect the souls of eight or nine hundred warriors without any problem.

Coupled with the two wizards from the Sobonitz coalition, that is to say, if you want to go deep into the eternal night land and take the initiative to attack the stronghold where the undead have set up the Great Soul Bell, you can only dispatch a maximum of two thousand people at a time.

There are only so few mobile troops

Could it be that facing the undead army, our side could only be passively beaten?

On the side, Runav was playing with the magic item in his hand that was obviously of extraordinary value. He looked at it in surprise at the foreign baron who gave it to him for free without any conditions at all, and also included the manufacturing blueprints.

He turned to look at Ivan.

Ivan nodded at him.

The Earl of Bardim County, who had no other choice, thought about it for a while and finally made his decision.

".Your Excellency Leon."

Count Runav spoke out to draw the other person's attention back.

“You all have come from afar to help us fight, and now you seem a little eager to talk about this.

But time is running out, and the troops under our command come from all sides, making it difficult to coordinate. Perhaps we should elect a commander as soon as possible who can lead the entire army. "