Chapter 1024 (1/2)
The blizzard in winter blocks out the sky and the sun.
The battle was long over - long before the screams, roars and the thrills of steel collision.
The enemy found their marching route, made an ambush in advance, and took advantage of the sudden Blizzard as a cover - the heroic Rangers died in vain, and the fierce horseback people became headless flies.
Screams and roars continued, but no one knew where the enemy was; In what direction did the enemy attack and how wide were the two wings of the front.
So the soldiers fell down one by one, so all the roars and wails, counterattack and breakthrough finally disappeared into the flying snow unknowingly.
Bang!
Kicking away the bones of a Hussars standing beside him, the numb oath Knight Naze was like a slow camera, holding the handle of the sword bit by bit, shaking and leaning on the body of the sword, supporting his almost broken body to get up.
The knight stood up alone with a sword oath; The only left eye tried to open and looked around at the frozen soil soaked with blood and the messy battlefield piled up with corpses.
No, this is not a battlefield... This is a slaughterhouse.
He saw the rangers who were trying to cover themselves to break through the siege and fall down, keeping a neat line before they were killed, falling in the ice and snow; He saw the Hussars with only stumps and broken arms, piled up with dead horses, attacking around again and again, trying to tear open the breakthrough, like petals of flowers in full bloom.
In the direction not far behind him, a broken boi war flag was inserted in the snow, and the flag sounded in the cold wind; An hour ago, count Seth braha tried to detour in the snow with it and 300 other Hussars.
The dancing wind and snow turned the bow in their hands into a useless thing; The Azores Elven warriors who rushed out of the wind and snow turned their ”detour” into a big joke.
Staring at the fluttering flag, the remaining one eye of the oath knight was full of blood.
The remains of comrades in arms, the bones of robes, the fragments of armor, broken spears, flags, sabers, swords... There is only one thing missing in the light red snow.
Clutching the hilt of the two handed sword, the oath Knight slowly raised his head; I don't know when the wind and snow gradually stopped and gradually revealed the surrounding scenery.
Azores... The only thing missing on this battlefield.
More than a thousand Azores Elven warriors surrounded a messy battlefield with guns or knives as if they had received some orders; From a distance, it looks like a steel ring.
Nasser, the oath knight, is the only survivor of the ”iron ring”.
It's not that the enemy really deliberately kept him alive, just because the ”shield of defense” oath on his body enabled him to stand up from the pool of blood again and again.
For the first time... Nazer didn't know whether to thank or curse the ”blessing” of the Holy Cross.
The Elven warriors in front of them suddenly made way, and a thin figure came out of the ”ring”; Stepping on the blood and bones under his feet, he stood in front of Naze.
The oath Knight holding the hilt of the sword just looked at each other quietly.
”Although I'm really not qualified to say such words from my position, but...”
The elf warrior standing in front of him suddenly said:
”Lord nazer, your practical actions have proved your loyalty to the Empire, but also how powerless your God is - has the abominable false god ever given you a miracle of victory? No, it only gives you a curse of despair again and again.”
No response.
Nazer stood where he was, and the torn iron gloves fell to the ground. He held the handle of the sword wrapped with iron wire in his bare hand; Groping, he tore off the excess cloak behind him.
”So... You still refuse to admit the reality, don't you?” the elf warrior frowned. ”Look around, look at the robes you died in battle! They are warriors, and they don't have to die like this.”
”Why? Just because people like you don't want to open their eyes, they still fight for the false god who deceives you! It enslaves you with curses and deceives you with lies, making you believe that there is a heaven leading to happiness and eternity in this world.”
”But that's a lie. Heaven doesn't exist; there is only reality and hell in this world; the false gods who occupy hell have been trying tirelessly to seize what should belong to us...”
”Dang -!!”
The angry oath Knight Naze, like an angry Beast, waved a big sword with one hand and rushed at the elf warrior.
In the midst of lightning, stone and fire, the white rainbow long sword deflected the blade of the big sword and smashed the debris on the ground into invisible flesh and blood.
Red snow danced around the oath knight.
The next second, the long knife passed through the flying snowflakes; Between the touch of the sharp blade, the shoulder armor forged of steel and snowflakes were stained by the gushing plasma, and then divided into two.
The knight raised his empty left hand directly and extended it to the opposite side parallel to the sharp blade; The surprised Elf Warrior trembled and retreated immediately.
But the left hand with iron gloves was one step ahead.
”Click!”
Holding the delicate neck of the elf warrior fiercely, through inertia, the oath Knight pulled his figure out of the shadow like a stone thrower, and then threw it out.
”Oh, ah, ah!!!!!”
Bang!
Between the snow splashing, the fallen Elven warrior rolled between the bones, finally stopped, knelt on one knee with a knife in both hands.
The oath Knight dragged the big sword, exhausted all his strength, with the roar of tearing the air, swung the big sword out of his head, and then smashed it down.
”Dang -!!”
The back of the long knife blocks the blade, but it can't stop the unparalleled power; The snow and broken bones under the elf warrior's feet splashed around him.
On the battlefield full of chaos, there is a very complete ”circle”.
The expressionless Elf Warrior stared at the oath Knight's Scarlet one eye, and his arms trembled slightly; Even if the arm breaks at the next moment, it's nothing strange.
The oath Knight leaned out his left hand again and reached to the top of the elf warrior's skull.
At this moment!
In an instant, the elf warrior suddenly got up and pulled the back of the knife to remove the blade; The long knife in his hand was almost close to their face and flashed between their figures.
Draw the knife, press the handle, rise... Pick!
”Poof --!”
Blood gushed, and the oath Knight's left arm separated from his body and fell into the pile of bones.
Feeling the cold murderous spirit, the elf warrior who escaped the disaster did not have any happy look on his face, but realized something.
The knight turned his head mechanically, and the big sword in his hand aimed at the elf warrior again along the direction seen by one eye.
The eyes... Empty, numb, can't even see anger.
No faith.
”I see... You don't fight for faith, let alone for dignity.” the elf warrior murmured, ”for you, it's all over, isn't it?”
”Lord nazer, you are fighting for despair and revenge.”
The oath knight standing in place suddenly trembled and roared from the bottom of his throat.