The Amber Sword

Act 225 Your sword shines forever, Eruin (on)

The black wolf lord ran in front. His hair was black and hard as steel thorns. His eyes seemed to be burning with a green fire, as if he was a newborn demon in hell. Running wild on the dry leaves in the forest, the soldiers' eyes can't catch up with its speed, they can only watch it from another hill to the valley, and then from the valley to the woods opposite, all the feather arrows fall behind it, Seeing it approaching.

The herald commanded the spear leveling, but the noble soldiers of Grus retreated, and there seemed to be a few visible ripples on the position. Sir Grus and his knights were supposed to fight with long swords, but woe is a nightmare for generations from Tonigel and the people in the forest—the shadow limping in the forest is exactly what myth eats up Signs of Doom-The knights are also pale.

"How did you meet this ghost!" Grus cursed.

The Georgians are still stable, and the mountain people are even more afraid of wolf disaster. Several clans in the back team have been secretly dispersed, and the front clans have also messed up. This was heard when they were young and rooted in their hearts. Once the fear spreads like a disaster from the sky, even brave soldiers will have to split their hearts and lose their helmets.

The black wolves watched before the battle, less than a hundred steps, and the archer's projection had no effect on them at all. Sir Georgia's golden strength and excellent eyesight saw that the soft shooting could not even penetrate the hair of the black wolf. The army behind was moving forward, the Grizzly Lord was treacherous, erratic, and unreliable. He only ordered his soldiers to come forward. No one could run through the black wolf and no horse. Sir Grus lived in the south for thirty years This is clear.

The chill in the forest was tempting, but what was even colder was the chill in my heart. There are only hundreds of black wolves, they look like horses, they are too fast, they seem endless. Sweating in the palms of the hands coagulated on the hilt, as if breathing had coagulated.

But a young knight ran out of the forest first.

Brando looked up.

Grus first thought of himself as a scout, but later discovered that it was not. The young man looked up at him, the two were facing each other, but made him feel completely pierced.

"Who are you?" Grus raised a bad hunch.

"Sir Grus, do you still remember that decisive turn back on the battlefield of Condinal when you dreamed, you lost your honor on the battlefield, and now I bring it back to you."

Brando yelled as soon as he spoke, his face paled, as if he had fallen into the deepest nightmare. Sir Georgia screamed and pointed to Brando: "You ... you ..." On the battlefield twenty years ago, he left his comrades-in-arms and ran away. He thought no one knew it, but now a young man pierced.

Brando said nothing. He didn't mean to ridicule the other person, as he said, he just brought back the lost honor for the other person.

The black wolves behind him have sprang up like a tide. Horses and wolves are opposite creatures, but Brando can stand on the horse and stand still in the wolf tide. The weird scene makes people even more afraid. Then the black wolf collided with the noble soldiers of Grussia.

As if the black pigment was blended into the gray-green front.

At that moment, the time slowed down, and the flat spears pierced the black wolf the same size as the foal, but the metal spear tip could not penetrate the black wolf's hard hair, let alone the rocky deck below. The spears were bent, cracking along the texture, crackling, and the broken wood chips raised a line of smoke in the front line of the position.

Most of the noble soldiers in Georgia are still in the white position. The lower-ranking sergeants in the infantry often have the power of the black iron level. How can they be the opponents of the silver median black wolf; the first line of defense composed of thousands of infantry was almost It was pierced in an instant, and became a sieve with a lot of holes.

Human soldiers began to back again and again, mixed with crying and screaming.

Sir Grus seemed to be reacting from his nightmare at this time, and he immediately ordered his knight to stabilize the second line of defense. The knights all had the power of silver. As soon as they entered the position, they took command and tried to stabilize the army with the help of ordinary soldiers.

But the Grussian position had begun to collapse to the center habitually, and the wolves ripped a huge mouth, which was exactly pointing to the top of the mountain, Sir Grus. Just as if it was because of what Brando said before, this knight who made Denel still never retreated, holding a long sword silently watching the development of the battle situation below.

The knights seemed to have been instructed to enter the two wings, and the two wings that were least attacked by the black wolf quickly stabilized. The Georgians gradually discovered that the number of black wolves was actually not large. After a commotion, the soldiers began to try to copy from the bread. .

Did you give up the home matrix?

What a bold decision.

Brando lifted his head among the wolves, and he and Sir Grus looked far apart, not more than a kilometer apart. This distance is not too close to the battlefield of Warnde, it can be said to test the courage and wisdom of the commanders of both sides.

The jazz man stood there motionlessly, looked at him, but actually wanted to bet on himself and wanted to surround him and the wolves.

This courage did not surprise Brando, for he had expected it.

For just such a moment, the wolves were completely surrounded. Two hundred black wolves, and more than one hundred black iron median shadow rock beasts helped out, facing dozens of times more human soldiers. Retreating is no longer possible, and the two sides are comparing whoever reaches the victory first.

Brando held up the sword of the earth.

The wolves automatically separated a way for him, and the Pegasus sitting down seemed to feel the master's urging and began to accelerate. His mount is not an ordinary Pegasus, but a gift given to him by the tree elves-this Pegasus is the natural spirit flowing with silver blood, and the descendant of Saint Macallanar is the seed of silver. A level of fantasy creatures with unicorns, it is stronger and faster than ordinary Pegasus, and also has the ability to manipulate plants and wind-Brando now takes the wings of the wind and walks against the wind.

Like a stretched white line, there were no wolf packs in front of him, but a human soldier with a pale face and a spear. Brando drew an arc in his hand, as if seven swords appeared at the same time. Dangdang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang was also picked by him.

Brando stretched his left hand forward and yelled, "Gust, give me authority."

This is an elemental two-wind wind spell, beam.

The burst of air blasted out like a hurricane behind Brando. He moved forward, the wind wall also moved forward, and the soldiers standing in front of him were pushed into a hemispherical wall. On, these unlucky guys fell into the crowd far away.

The black wolf lord whose back is towering like a giant monster walks side by side with his own master. It naturally has the strength of silver peaks. After rockification, a banded rock deck was born on the shoulder armor, forehead and spine. The strength and defense were greatly improved. At this moment is approaching the first stage of gold, ordinary soldiers can't approach it at all. With a howl, it can scare a person into a soft leg with only momentum.

One person, one wolf, opened an unmanned belt of nearly 50 meters in the crowd in an instant. Behind them, the black wolf pack followed immediately, widening the aisle.

But the two knights shot obliquely, trying to block Brando's way. The sword of the earth in Brando's hand was leveled, a sword was light, his armour was leveled, and the horses were led by people.

Spike Silver.

All the Grussian aristocratic soldiers who were coming up were trembling at this moment. Qi Qiba stopped his footsteps. The golden realm, this is no longer a battle that mortals like them can step in.

Brando ran his horse forward, and the enemy soldiers backed up to open a way for him. Such a spectacle was like a welcome encounter on the battlefield. Sir Georgia has also turned his face, so young and golden, this is definitely the genius counted by the Erew factor.

And this is not the first stage of gold. Seeing the areas where the elements of Brando's sword glow with flashes, Grus felt that the hope in his heart had become freezing point.

"What the **** is going on, these rebels ..."

But Brando knew that Grus still had no intention of moving, and he knew it. He looked around, and two gold-level fluctuations had erupted continuously in the crowd. "Sure enough, there were more than two golden steps." He looked at the two swordsmen who had killed themselves. Faces are either secretly cultivated or employed, and the family of the great aristocracy is certainly rich.

Brando didn't mean to be nervous, he still moved forward, raised his sword and slashed at the first golden swordsman who rushed at him. This sword and the horse's sprinting power are not retained at all, and the sword is split straight, as if the meteor is galloping forward.

That made the Golden Swordsmen of the Denel family almost scared. He has never seen such a crazy one, knowing that he completely gave up the defense with one-on-two. I'll give you a knife '-no technical content, but enough to scare people crazy.

But of course he didn't want to end up with Brando, but the sword came too fast, it was too late to dodge, and he could only raise his sword to fight it. His heart was already extremely depressed, he had been one step ahead of himself, but was counter-pressed by the opponent's madman's play. Now he can only count on his companions to seize the opportunity of Brando's desperate despair. The two of them have been working together for many years, and they must not miss such an obvious opportunity.

But what happened next made him a little unexpected. I saw Brando 'dang' a sword on his blade, and the huge force almost didn't break his hand. The guy 'stepped back' and kept back, grinning and scolding while trying to find balance, but he As soon as he looked up, he found that Brando didn't seem to need to re-find the center of gravity, and it was already perfect.

This shock really is flying away.

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