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"Your Majesty, look..." The Southern Governor Statunko rode his horse from the front and stopped in front of the fat man.

"Send someone to tell them to surrender or execute them all in the name of rebellion. I will give them a choice." The fat man grinned slightly and waved to the Southern Governor Statunko with his right hand.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Statunko nodded hesitantly. As the order was issued, a black-armored cavalry leaped forward with four hooves and galloped out from the middle of the well-arranged queue. The horseshoes were flying in the desert A puff of yellow smoke rolled up inside,

The sun shines on the armor of the running black-armored cavalry, shining with a dark and inexplicable luster, and with a depressing aura, it rushes towards the Mamunuk knights who are trapped in the middle.

"Don't attack, I am the messenger of negotiation"

The black-armored cavalry raised the white flag representing negotiations toward the nervous Mamunuk knights opposite. The war horse made an agile and beautiful emergency stop 20 meters away from the Mamunuk knights' array, and flew into the air. The smoke and dust choked the face of the Mamunuk knight opposite.

"What do you want to do?" The Mamunuk knights looked angry, but they did not dare to act rashly in this situation. They gathered back to back, like a group of sheep being stared at by evil wolves, making defenses. state,

They stared at the arrogant black-armored cavalry with confused eyes, feeling inexplicably nervous in their hearts. Although they refused to admit that Mamunuk could be timid, most of the Mamunuk knights still clenched their weapons nervously. The palms of my hands are sweating,

"Is General Bernice here? Our Majesty has a message for him."

The black-armored cavalry grinned. In front of five thousand Mamunuk knights who were at war with each other, he thrust the white negotiation flag deeply into the ground with his right hand as if nothing had happened. The negotiation flag was fluttering, and the white was dazzling, but Mamunu But they felt that it was more like a battle flag stained with blood,

"General, this guy is too arrogant. Let me kill this guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and kill the spirit of the Northern Falcon Army." A bearded Mamunuk whispered in Bernice's ear with an angry look. vocal tract

"We want these bastards from the north to know that we Mamunuk warriors are fearless. If they want to make us afraid with these tricks, they are totally wrong."

"Shut up, didn't you see that he is just a messenger? If you want to show your bravery, then go attack the military formation on the opposite side." Bernice glared at him with hatred, interrupted him sharply and continued. , this Mamunuk stepped aside with an embarrassed expression, a trace of resentment and irritation flashed in his eyes.

"I am Bernice." Bernice responded with his hands raised, and with a serious face he slowly rode out from among the dispersed Mamunuk knights. He looked at the lone black-armored cavalry with bright eyes, and felt in his heart I couldn't help but sigh. The Falcon Army is indeed an elite that is said to be invincible in a hundred battles.

This arrogant-looking black-armored cavalry faced 5,000 menacing Mamunuk knights. Although there was only one person, he exuded an aura that was not inferior to the 5,000 Mamunuk knights opposite him. Unexpectedly, he casually jumped from Falcon Everyone in the army is such an outstanding person.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Bernis was riding on the horse, whip slapping the horse lightly. He looked at the falcon cavalry with an arrogant expression, and said knowingly,

"Surrender or all be executed in the name of rebellion. This is what our Majesty means." The black-armored cavalry sneered. "You have ten minutes to think about it. After ten minutes, if there is no reply, it will be regarded as rejection. We will surround you on all sides." I will annihilate all those who are left behind. I hope the general can make a decision soon."

"Asshole, what are you talking about? Who do you think we are? Can we be annihilated just by saying annihilate us?" The words of this black-armored cavalry were like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, which immediately aroused the anger in the grumpy Mamunuk knight. A chorus of abuse,

They drew their weapons one after another and surrounded the black-armored cavalry who was negotiating. For these Mamunuks. Surrender is a shame that can never be washed away in a lifetime. Only Bernice, the leader of the Mamunuks, looked gloomy and silent.

"Go back, or I'll kill you." Just as a Mamunuk knight yelled like this, Bernice, who had been silent for a few minutes, finally asked with a solemn face, "Who is your majesty in your mouth?"

"Our Majesty. Naturally the co-owner of the entire Ikadiva continent, His Majesty the Great Falcon Dustan." Even when surrounded, the black-armored cavalry still showed no change of expression. He said with disdain, "If His Majesty hadn't thought that you were warriors who resisted the Normans after all, and he had promised Princess Nile to try his best to minimize the possible turmoil, otherwise, you think you can do it with just five thousand of your men." Does your Majesty need to consider negotiating?"

The black-armored cavalry said with an angry and disdainful expression, "From the northern grasslands to the Kingdom of Rode, thousands of miles away, hundreds of thousands of troops were wiped out with the wave of your majesty's hand. Not to mention that you are only 5,000 people. As long as your majesty gives an order, I will 30,000 The invincible cavalry will crush you into powder."

“The coach on the opposite side is actually the Vecchia Falcon”

When he heard the name mentioned by the black-armored cavalry, Bernice's pupils narrowed slightly. The Mamunuk knight who was still shouting just now also turned pale and suddenly lost his voice. Anyone who is a professional soldier knows that this name is on the battlefield. The meaning is like a curse that cannot be shaken off on the battlefield, an enemy that can never be defeated,

"What to do? What should we do"

Mamunuk's face was ashen and he subconsciously took a step back. If the coach on the opposite side was really the Falcon, then it would be a big joke that he was still here clamoring for a so-called fight to the death.

The ferocious reputation of the undefeated god of war, the Vekia Falcon, had already spread throughout the entire Ikadiva continent with the demise of the two continental powers, Ruidian and Nord. Even Mamu, who was a prisoner of war at the time, The Nucks also feel an inexplicable fear of this name that represents the myth of undefeation. With the wings of a falcon, no one has ever dared to claim victory, let alone the current embarrassing situation of being besieged from all sides.

"There are too many enemies, at least 50,000 or more. Based on his own visual assessment, Bernice roughly calculated the strength of the troops on the opposite side and swallowed dryly. If the coach is really the Vecian Falcon as the black-armored cavalry said, , with the disparity in strength reaching six to one, he had absolutely no chance of breaking through. Although Bernis was a straightforward thinker, he was not stupid. It was just his inertial thinking as a Mamunuk knight that made him believe in bravery. able to conquer everything

"There's only one minute left. Has General Bernis thought about it?"

The impatient urging of the black-armored cavalry came from the opposite side. The black-armored cavalry pulled out the white negotiation flag stuck on the ground with his hands and raised it high. Seeing his action, the surrounding black cavalry slowly began to move. , this is a signal that an explosion is about to occur

"Wow!" The war horses are clustered together. The sword was as bright as snow, and a bloodthirsty aura floated from all directions on the wind. The Mamunuk knights also became commotion. They looked nervously at the encirclement that was getting closer and closer.

The distance between the opponent's cavalry suddenly increased to about 200 meters. If you were close, you could even see the pieces of bows and arrows in the hands of the opposite falcon cavalry raised high into the sky. Countless arrows flashing with cold light formed a starry sky under the sunlight. Beautiful view.

"Falcon Army Crossbow Armor World" is full of strange beautiful scenery, which makes most of the Mamunuk knights' nerves tense to the extreme, and they all know it.

The falcon army from the northern continent relied on its strong bows and crossbows to defeat the centuries-old continental overlord Rui Erdian in one fell swoop, and conquered the vast northern grassland. Once this dazzling light spot is shot out, this place will be transformed in an instant. Turn this place into a blood-stained land littered with corpses,

The Falcon Army's powerful crossbow launches a high-altitude projectile within a distance of one hundred meters. Even Mamunuk's armor can easily penetrate it. By then, there will be a bloody massacre here.

"10." . 9. . 8. 7,. . 6. . . . "The black-armored cavalry counted down the numbers in his mouth, and slowly raised the white negotiation flag in his hand. When his war flag fell, it was the signal to attack.

"I choose...to surrender." At the critical moment, Bernis finally shouted with pain. This sentence seemed to exhaust all his strength and energy. After shouting this sentence, Bernis even Somewhat exhausted, he swayed on the horse. The mottled pale temples on both sides have added a bit of age, and they no longer have the same heroic spirit as before.

"I'm glad you made the right choice." The black-armored cavalry smiled and inserted the white negotiation flag into the ground again. The Mamunuks next to them all showed different expressions after a brief moment of sluggishness. , some looked happy and cheered loudly, while others threw their weapons to the ground in great frustration, lying on their horses and crying in their arms.

"Bernice is old after all, and his heart can no longer be as firm as before." On the distant hill, the fat man saw the white negotiation flag deeply inserted into the ground again, and a trace of relief flashed in his sharp eyes.

In any case, Bernice, the spiritual leader of the Mamunuk knights, still gave a satisfactory answer. With this battle, no one in Salander's Mamunuk will blindly believe in the power of bravery. The lie that can defeat all lies is an extremely beneficial thing for the Falcon Empire to rule the south.

"Time is tight, we don't have much time to delay, leaving an infantry flag regiment to guard, and the other troops will march according to the original plan." The fat man turned around and rode his horse, the howling wilderness wind rolled up the red cloak behind him, and countless black cavalry followed closely Then, like a huge black rolling dragon, it swept across the desolate wilderness, rolling up yellow smoke and dust all over the sky.

During the time when Bernis was under siege, the other two Salander armies heading towards the Black Forest base camp had already begun to prepare to cross the storm zone with the most complex environment in the desert. The Succavalry troops appeared at the right time. On the other side of this storm belt

"At an angle of fifty degrees" Bai Lingsuk, who was wearing a light white knight's helmet, looked at the enemies walking in the storm with a solemn expression. He raised his right hand high, and the three thousand hunting cavalry borrowed the light assault weapons from his shoulders. Bow, raised in the direction of the sandstorm above,

"Attack" countless arrow clusters drew beautiful white lines in the air, mixed with the sound of wind in the sandstorm, like metal turbulence involved in the storm, facing Ferrandir's army that was advancing against the wind and sand. under the hood,

This is the windiest area in the Black Forest Wasteland. It is about a thousand meters long. The dust in the sky is blown into the air by the strong wind from the gully, like a huge yellow belt swinging in the air. If you want to shoot in such an environment, Only the Chasseurs, who have lived in this desert for hundreds of years and have been with the dust since childhood, can hit the target.

"Pfft." Although the hunting cavalry's light assault bow lacks shooting power, it is more than enough to deal with the sky cultists at the front of the queue. The thin cloth robes were as thin as a piece of paper in front of the sharp arrows that were cleverly shot by the wind. The marching troops seemed to be swept by a sandstorm. Falling down in a mess

"Enemy attack" The queue of sky believers suddenly became chaotic. These religious fanatics wearing religious robes were so stunned by the attack in front of them that they ran around and almost disrupted the queue behind them.

"Ignore them, everyone move on"

Ferrandir maintained loudly, looking nervously at the light cavalry who quickly retreated in the opposite direction to the target after shooting a wave in the distance. He shouted loudly to the commotion of the heavy infantry in front,

"What is that bastard in Bernis doing? Why are these Chasseurs still chasing us?" Hanigan of the Sky Cult looked angrily and rode over with a short arrow in his hand. This was an arrow cluster that had just been taken off a corpse. The streamlined triangular arrow has a breathtaking light blue color, which looks weird and dangerous.

The first wave of arrows from the hunting cavalry caused heavy casualties to the Sky Cultists. About five hundred unprotected Sky Cultists were hit by arrows. They screamed in pain, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over regardless of whether they hit important parts. The entire queue was in complete chaos, despite emergency rescue efforts

Just like in the legend, the person who was hit by the arrow was not alive. When he saw that five hundred people had died, even Hanigan, who liked to show off, was heartbroken.

"One day these despicable Chasseurs, I will hang them all on the stakes with my own hands, especially the cunning woman," Hanigan complained viciously,

"Don't worry, this is the fourth time they have harassed us. The more eager they are to lure us away, it just proves that their base camp is close at hand." Ferrandir reassured him loudly, looking at the poison in his hand. Arrow, explained to him, "This is the wind-whistling arrow unique to the Chasseurs. Because the quantity is limited, it is generally not used. It is said that the venom of the most poisonous poison dart frog in the Black Forest is smeared on the front end of the arrow cluster, and the blood will seal the throat. Even if the person hit by the arrow does not die immediately, he will still die due to breathing. Shortness of breath, swelling of the neck causing tracheal squeezing and suffocation, which is quite troublesome.

The reason why the falcon cavalry of the Suk tribe is called the sharpest assault light cavalry is not only because of their speed, but also because they are equipped with poisonous arrows that are fatal to the victim. This is why the Black Forest can A secret that has stood for hundreds of years. Even the bravest people are unwilling to face such a dangerous opponent. It is like dancing a dance of death with a poisonous snake, and they may lose their lives at any time."

A ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Ferrantik's mouth, and he paused and said, "But soon, this secret will be ours. With these poisonous arrows and enough food, and the complex terrain of the Black Forest as a cover, even the so-called Hundred Battles The undefeated Falcon Empire will also help us,

This is the intersection connecting the central and southern parts. With this springboard, we can go to the southern coast and jump out of the blockade of the Falcon Army. We will rebuild the Kingdom of Salander, and then you will be the high priest of the kingdom. "

"What about that old guy Feculen?" Hearing Ferrandir's promise, Hanigan curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Don't think I don't know. You promised to respect him as the high priest of the south, and this old guy is still Your tutor, don’t say that you don’t have any feelings between teacher and student.”

"Temple? What's there to say about that declining religion? It's really embarrassing for a descendant of the Ferran family to say that," Ferrantier said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"I did have plans to rebuild the Southern Temple, but judging from the current situation, the prestige of the Temple is no longer what it used to be. Rather than spending energy in vain to rebuild an outdated temple, I would rather respect your Sky Sect. ,

As you said in the new edict, the hands of the God of the Sky should not only hold peace. He should hold the sacred scriptures that spread the doctrine in one hand, and scoop up the conquest with the other hand. Only such balanced teachings as the Sword of the Sword should be followed by people like me."

"Haha. Really? If you, the Son of the Sky, are willing to join my Sky Cult, wouldn't that further prove that my Sky Cult represents the true will of the God of the Sky?" Hanigan laughed with pride on his face,

Just as the two were talking, the sandstorm in front of them suddenly stopped. They heard a shocking cheer from the front, "It's Umutuo, it's the legendary Black Forest City Umutuo."

The yellow-brown land in front of us suddenly stopped at a slope not far away. Further ahead was a lush and low shrub. The trees began to become more and more numerous and larger. Originally, there were only one or two trees growing there alone, but now they are gathered in groups of three or five. Further ahead is a real forest. A city full of strange styles appeared in front of everyone, shocking everyone who passed through the sandstorm belt (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.) Remember