MTL - The Amber Sword-v6 Chapter 477 Trumpet Long III

Thinking of this, Matthew couldn't help sighing. He shook his head and stopped thinking about these things that were too far away from himself. All he had to think about was how to take the Toniguer's line of defense. The nobles had already captured three or four villages, but not much had been achieved. The Toniguer had retreated to the south bank of the Old River to build a line of defense. And they followed this, and Baron Gedum from Blackwater Bay walked fastest. According to previous news, he had captured Emden not far west of here, and it is estimated that he will soon be in the direction of Orta. The assault fronts merged.

"Speed ​​up!" Matthew rubbed his frosty hands and shouted to his own hands: "Take down the manor in front, do whatever you want, women, property, all of you, but move faster Don't let anyone grab it first! "

The knights promised loudly, but the infantry infantry remained indifferent. Those things did not fall on them anyway. They dragged forward in this weather, or they could no longer get upside down. Come, nothing more than the knights' swords hanging from their heads.

In this mood, these stiff soldiers finally landed on the beach. The knights first let the archers shoot a wave of rockets into the forest. However, in such a weather, the temperature is too low and the bow arms are brittle. The fire was not easy to ignite. Many rounds of bowstrings were broken in one round. This wave of arrow rain can only be said to be nothing.

However, Matthew did not care about this. He immediately asked the infantry to put out a battle formation to advance into the forest. The Toniguer's defense line was looming outside the manor. The opponent had a well-maintained magic crossbow, and it was equally capable in this climate. The lethality of the place two hundred steps away can not help but let people scold the Tonigel's luxury.

The bow string sounded very quickly in the front, and the infantry walking in the front row fell down several times, and the team immediately caused a commotion. Matthew scolded him when he saw this, but in this case, he was familiar with the situation, and immediately ordered the custody team to come forward and strangle a few soldiers who were stagnant. The team was reorganized again.

Matthew knows very well that the number of enemies is not large. This is their biggest disadvantage, as long as he is stable on his side. The opponents could not resist the victory of the previous battles, and they also won.

The Tonigers really started to retreat. Now they still have deep defenses, but they are far from enough. And when the opponent loses even the space to retreat, it's time to really decide.

Matthew is confident of this. He saw that some crumbling fir-necked emblems in the forest kept receding. In the end, I don't know what happened. Perhaps the flag bearer was killed, the flag shook and fell down.

"Tonigel's mice have backed up again!" Finally, cheers from the rebels, or rather grateful: "They dare not go against us, chase them and kill them!"

This situation is repeating itself throughout Mintai's battlefield.

Suddenly the rebels almost defeated the unsuspecting Mintai's local garrison, except for sporadic resistance. In most places, the Tonnigers retreated, evacuated, and even been annihilated.

Matthew turned his head and saw that the banner of the nobles of the South was also erected in the direction of Welland, while the banner representing the occupation was being erected to the south of the Old Beach. Human resistance is getting weaker and weaker.

"It seems to be winning."

He thought so.

But at this time, the noble flag that had just been erected on the hill just before the Welland Ferry suddenly collapsed.

Matthew had just seen this scene, he saw a knight rushing up the hillside from the other side, cutting the flag bearer with a sword from the crowd.

Matthew looked at it almost in amazement. That must be a Tonigger cavalry. But why did they still have a fighting force here at this time? Instead of evacuating backward, they launched an attack on the coalition's front?

Are these people crazy?

He watched as knights and knights appeared on the hilltop, and the poor aristocratic personal soldiers who had occupied the hilltop had been killed without leaving a piece of armor. The knights scornfully threw the noble banner cut to the ground.

Then another flag appeared on the hill.

What it exposed first was just a spear tip, carved with the silver ornamentation of Eruin's sacred lily, and then the whole flag leaped from behind the hill.

Matthew narrowed his eyes.

That was not the banner of the White Lion Guard.

Nor heraldic flag with fir collar

It was a silver, square banner fluttering in the wind, with spike-like textures painted on the banner, and a red ribbon surrounding the silver star and the white moon. Under the stars and the moon is the holy emblem of the silver lily of the royal family of Corkova.

That is the Xingyue Lily Banner that represents Eruin.

Matthew jumped heavily.

He quickly bit the grass root in his mouth and spit it on the ground. The knights who looked back at their men shouted, "The whole team, the whole team, let the spearmen go forward!"

A row of knights appeared on the hill, then in the second and third rows, they lined up neatly down the hill.

The silver armor shone in the sunlight of the day, just like a silvery wave, and the noble private soldier who was fleeing down the hill was panicked.

In fact, there was another army of nobles away from here, but Matthew looked at the unlucky move and realized that they could not save themselves and could not do anything for themselves. He could only pray that those **** idiots don't help himself.

"The Tonigels must be crazy ..."

Matthew's mind was really messy at this moment. He finally realized who the opponent was. It was the Tonigel's White Lion Knight. They must have come from Orta.

But they dared to attack the coalition's front line on the Old River.

The noble knight not far away finally reacted, and quickly turned his spearmen to turn, the whole team, but it was too late, the river beach shook, and a silver wave rushed in the distance.

Some people started screaming back, the thin front formed by the remaining spearmen couldn't stop the terrible army, they were rushed. Matthew saw that the noble knight was poked off by a shot, and then stepped on his brain. His eyes were mixed with white brain and splashed out, and then fell into a mass of snow.

Their opponents have no pity and do n’t keep their hands because they are nobles. This is totally inconsistent with the rules of the Eruin war. Even the dead souls of Madaraa will try to leave the noble knights alive, so that they can change later Get a fair amount of ransom.

These people must be demons.

Matthew couldn't help but hesitated. For the first time, he felt that his courage was not enough on the battlefield. He almost retreated subconsciously at that moment, but the experience accumulated on the battlefield for many years made him sober. Come over.

At this moment, we must not retreat, retreat is death.

Suddenly several wizards appeared in the sky. These Sazard wizards in blue robes flew past the sky above him and flew towards the suddenly appearing white lion knights were Buga! Fortunately, Matthew was saved, but he was a little puzzled. When was a Bucha wizard in this direction always watching the battlefield, the response of these silver people was too fast, and he was out of control. Just four people.

He has been fighting along with the noble alliance from Jean-Denell to this point. He has never seen so many Bugatti sorcerers appear on the battlefield. The most frequent of them was during the battle with the Valkyrie knights. On the battlefield, it was said that the battle was shocking, but unfortunately he just missed it.

The scene where the four silver wizards joined forces made Matthew excited. Although he knew that the other party didn't look down on him as a worthy noble knight lord such as Eruin, he felt able to fight alongside these powerful beings. Worthy of a trip.

The White Lion Knight has completely torn the former formation of the aristocratic lord spearman in front of him, like a hot knife cutting butter, without any hindrance. They continued to move forward, and then swallowed up the guys who turned and ran away, leaving almost no living mouth, and the riverbank was already **** in an instant.

The only knights of the aristocratic lord shouted and greeted them, but waiting for them was almost the end. Those legendary knights were more terrifying than expected, and they were torn apart almost instantly.

Matthew has never seen such a **** slaughter. It is said that only in a few battlefields in the second jihad, the two sides that had red-eyes entangled can they play a loss ratio of 70% to 80%. The Battle of One, every soldier who experienced such a nightmare, was called a survivor of a long war.

His heart almost trembled with the sound of the horse's hoof, but the wizard above him finally gave him some courage, and he reluctantly ordered his men to stand on his feet. Perhaps it was the miserable end of the deserters in front of them. The numb aristocratic personal soldiers were a little irritating. Finally, none of Matthew's troops turned back and back. Although the infantry trembled and the formation was crooked, this triple charge spear array always gave them a bit of psychology. comfort.

Matthew panted, trying to calm his nervousness. Fortunately, the military experience in the Black Rose War finally calmed him down a bit.

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