Chapter 1069 (2/2)
I'd rather die in glory than live in disgrace... That's all.
Now that the situation has fallen so far, let's see if we can turn defeat into victory at the last moment like the battle of ice warping cliff many years ago.
Silently holding his head high, connord de sallion held his sword tightly, took a war flag from the corner of his side and stepped out of the door.
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The cold wind is howling and the war flag is hunting!
After the Elven warriors who poured into the fortress of duanjie mountain rushed through the city wall, crossed the line of defense and rushed into the inner castle, a tragic hand to hand battle was being staged in a thick pool of blood after a head-on collision with the soldiers of the regiment.
Both the elves and the defenders of duanjie mountain are fighting recklessly. Everyone knows that no one can afford to lose when the battle reaches this stage;
If the garrison is defeated, the fortress of duanjieshan will fall;
If the elves retreat, only heavy casualties and injuries, the bottomed baggage can make them collapse in situ; Freeze to death, starve to death, die in glacial wasteland.
So you can only win, not lose!
Over time, the initial stalemate soon began to change - the imperial Legion soldiers had more endurance, but their number was far less than the crazy influx of elves; In the face of the tricky and terrible Elven warriors, the soldiers of the garrison are sliding rapidly.
Although the Elven warriors who are short of equipment are obviously inferior to the defenders of duanjie mountain in physical fitness, their number and morale are their advantages; Especially when they broke through the wall, tore up a line of defense and rushed to the inner castle, this little advantage became more obvious.
Even standing behind the queue, the Elven warriors surrounded by flags have begun to calculate how long it will take to capture the fortress and whether they can reduce casualties as much as possible.
After all, although every Elf Warrior is very willing to die for his Majesty the eagle king, they can only exist when they are alive
”Your Majesty, it's your majesty --!”
Just as the enemy began to plan how to win, an excited cry suddenly broke out in the array of the defenders of duanjie mountain; A flag officer waving the war flag excitedly pointed to the top of the tower of the inner Castle behind him. A lonely figure stood there, holding the iron crown flag high in his hand, overlooking the whole battlefield.
”It's your majesty Connor. He didn't leave!”
”Your Majesty has not abandoned us. He is still watching them from the tower of the fortress!”
”Your Majesty didn't escape with the wounded. He's still fighting side by side with us!”
Excited cries came one after another, and many duanjieshan veterans who had fought with Conrad for many years even had sour noses and tears on their faces.
”Soldiers of the Empire, believers of the Holy Cross!” the blood soaked oath knight, waving a big sword, shouted:
”The agent of the Holy Cross on earth, the guardian of her teachings, your emperor is still here, he has not left, he is still watching how we fight! He entrusted his life and the future of the Empire to us, to our swords, shields and flesh!”
”Warriors of the Empire, please fight for the emperor!”
”Long live the emperor --!!”
Roar like thunder, ring through the broken boundary mountain!
The defenders of duanjie mountain, who had been forced to retreat step by step, suddenly had a great morale rise and fell into a state of shouting and fighting; Even many officers directly threw down their shields, raised their halberds and launched an assault on the enemy with the knights, pushing the front back to the origin.
However, this momentum did not last long, because the quantitative disadvantage was too obvious; Even if the garrison of duanjieshan really has reached the point of sacrificing life and death, it can only slow down the pace of the enemy's attack.
”What, that's the emperor of the Empire?!”
Looking at the sudden return of the news and the excited guard on his face, the elf warrior was also excited to blush.
In fact, when the morale of the imperial people suddenly changed, he vaguely felt that it was possible, but he was not sure; After all, an emperor has died at the hands of elves, and the imperial people will certainly try their best to avoid this happening again.
But now there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a good opportunity to kill the Imperial Emperor on the front battlefield.
This is not a sneaky assassination, but to defeat each other fairly on the battlefield, and then take his head from each other - for a warrior, even a one-on-one duel can't be more glorious than this.
This is the honor that even the four court warriors, even the princes of the Azores royal family, and even his Majesty the eagle himself have not been able to get!
With a flick of a knife, you will become the greatest hero of this war!
”Pass on my orders. The 1000th, 2000th and 3000th teams are responsible for covering. The fourth, fifth and sixth teams start to attack immediately. Do your best to tear up the enemy's front - even if only one person rushes over, it will be a victory!”
The elf warrior was too excited to roar to his side: ”tell every elf warrior who can rush into the tower first and behead the imperial man waving the war flag. He is the greatest hero of the Azores elf. I am willing to give him all my glory!”
”Take duanjie mountain and kill the emperor! Do you understand?!”
”Understand!” the guard was also excited and trembled:
”Take duanjie mountain and kill the emperor!”
Soon, the orders of the Elven warriors were given to every thousand people's team, and the Elven warriors who got the news were even more excited than the fanatical imperial people opposite; A ”sense of destiny” that is about to make achievements and go down in history makes every Elf Warrior desperate.
The battlefield, which was originally ”orderly”, became extremely chaotic for a time; The Elven warriors who no longer care about their comrades in arms collided with the defenders of duanjie mountain, one wants to pass as soon as possible, and the other desperately wants to push the other back. Both sides fell into a very strange situation.
On both sides of the scuffle, only a few officers and soldiers still remember their original mission. Finally, the fighting front maintained the last bit of ”order”, but only a little.
The outcome of the battle no longer depends on discipline and order, but on which party's fanatical morale collapses first.