Chapter 1094 (1/2)

When the banner of Byrne's Legion emerged from the forest, Anson ZAD's mood fell to the bottom of the valley.

Cold fear, like gangrene, climbed up the spine and pierced his mind, stopping his breathing and spreading his pupils.

Lost.

My thoughts, strategies, decisions... Were all expected by Loren Turin.

From the beginning, this was the trap set by Loren Turin to wipe out himself and 20000 Elven warriors; And eager for revenge, he became a tool for him to complete all this.

Jane and I are like poisonous insects in a jar - no matter how hard we struggle, we can't escape the bondage of the people who raise poisonous insects.

In a trance, the suffocating elf boy blushed and his body trembled violently.

The battlefield filled with smoke and dust was noisy... The Elven warriors who were just as powerful as bamboo were facing the battle line. The bain Legion rushed out of the dense forests on both sides of Empire Avenue was in a dilemma. They didn't know whether to attack or retreat, but they had to stop where they were.

The sound of weapons waving, the vibration of armor collision, the sound of arrows attacking the air, the harmony of command and shouting, the contradictory sound of horn, the cry of scream and sorrow

Anson ZAD... He has no idea what to do.

Maybe, maybe I deserve to die here, right?

Before long, 20000 elves in chaos will be completely surrounded by Duke Byrne's army, their Knights will tear open the front, and their spear array will become a prison of steel, bleeding for themselves bit by bit and killing the last elves.

He can even guess that Loren Turin will never end the battle soon. He will bleed bit by bit, giving the Elven warriors the hope of ”turning over”.

Is this the price of self righteousness?

Thinking like this, Anson ZAD somehow recovered his peace from fear.

”Lord Anson ZAD!”

The elf warrior holding high the battle flag suddenly knelt down on one knee, mixed with the roar of fear, which woke the elf boy.

”Lord Anson ZAD, please lead us to a decisive battle with the imperialists!”

The stunned elf boy was slightly stunned and seemed to shake his head subconsciously: ”no... It's useless. We have fallen into the trap of the enemy. Even if we struggle in vain, we can only...”

”Then die in battle!” the elf warrior snapped and roared:

”Since it's a death anyway, let's die here!”

”As you said before, it's worth exchanging the blood of a thousand warriors for the head of Loren Turin. Then it's worth exchanging the blood of 20000 warriors for a bloody battle to die together!”

”I can't escape anyway. Why don't you die for the great cause?!”

The elf boy with a blank heart suddenly woke up.

Yeah, why not.

Everything has been exhausted. What else can't be put down?

”Then fight.” he threw away the magic wand that had been held in his palm, and Anson ZAD took over the Azores flag in the wizard's hand:

”Go, fight to the last minute... This time, I'll take the flag.”

The elf warrior kneeling on one knee solemnly nodded to Anson, got up, drew his knife and walked forward.

”The warriors of the eagle king -”

Holding the long knife in his hand, the elf warrior roared and rushed to the direction of the bain Legion:

”Draw your sword! Meet the enemy --!”

...... At the moment when the horn sounded, the Azores Elven warriors finally stopped shaking. The disorderly roar like a pack of wolves rang through the imperial Avenue again, and thousands of long knives twinkled in the bright sun.

Despite the scattered front and the Heavy Crossbow and spear array of Bain's elite legion, these proud warriors still rush into the array with knives as usual and launch attacks from the front recklessly - it seems that if they don't do so, they can't show their identity.

But Lin's spear doesn't care about their identity, neither does locust's arrow rain.

”Crossbow man ready - shoot!”

In the face-to-face battle, the heavy crossbows squatting in the front row didn't need to aim at all. They raised their crossbows and shot a whole row of crossbows and arrows - in the scattered front of the Elven warriors, there was a ”tinkling” sound, but more was the sound of arrows piercing the chamber.

The Elven warriors walking on the corpses of the robe were not in a panic and rushed frantically to the long gun array of the bain Legion.

The phalanx infantry holding high spears walked out of the forest without panic and formed a close phalanx in the middle of the avenue and on both sides; The heavy spear like a jungle fell layer by layer, like an open steel feather fan.

”End, move forward --!”

The sound of heavy and uniform steps sounded, and the square array moved forward slowly - unlike the ”black wall” of saklan, although the bain people who raised their guns trained the square array, they were far from reaching the tacit understanding of that level, and could maintain the rapid mobility of the array on the chaotic battlefield.

But walking slowly and in a neat and uniform close queue brings a very different sense of oppression from the saxophone Legion.

”Dang! Dang Dang - poof!”

An elf warrior who rushed to the gun array bounced off the stabbed long gun one after another. Before the raised long knife was waved off, his neck and trunk had been penetrated in an instant; Blood gushed and fell in front of the gun array.

More Elven warriors followed and rushed to the square array, and the square array infantry still kept moving forward slowly; Soldiers whose long guns were cut off fell down or retreated to the rear of the phalanx, and the soldiers in the back immediately came forward to fill the vacancy.

Roaring and wailing were intertwined in the roar of the collision between sharp blades and armor and flesh and blood. Facing the Azores elves warriors who rushed up like outlaws, the slowly advancing spear array began to stagnate, and even was repulsed for a time, leaving a whole line of corpses.

The piles of flesh and blood have filled the gullies on both sides of the road.

”The battle of trapped animals.”

Looking at the brave and bloody Elven warriors with a sneer, guy angert, count of the mountain rock castle, showed a sarcastic expression on his face, and then turned his eyes to the black haired wizard beside him with a smile:

”Congratulations, Duke - 20000 long ear scum are all your booty; if the nobles in the Imperial City see this scene, I'm afraid they will pee one by one.”

It was the first time for the Earl of the castle to ”flatter” Lauren, who had drawn his sword with him at the round table parliament, although he could not avoid some pride.

He went to the trap alone and destroyed the blockade area established by the Azores without any advantage. He even wanted to wipe out the 20000 Azores army forced to retreat

If Loren fails, or even has to wait until the Earl of the mountain castle leads the army to rescue, then it can be called conceit or insatiable greed;