Chapter 1108 (1/2)
Early in the morning, the beach battlefield.
After nearly an hour of fierce fighting, the dense fog shrouded battlefield gradually became clear - thousands of ELF soldiers equipped with bows and spears were hanged together with Elman double handed swordsmen and hunters, and in the middle of the front, the remains of an Elman Knight were often found on the remains of the elf warrior.
On the two wings of the battle field, the Flemish light infantry who had already thrown the javelin tried again and again to break through and rescue the surrounded pioneer, and then hit the elf warrior who rushed down the highland head-on.
One side is desperate to rush out, the other is desperate to rush in.
Like the arrow rain of locusts whistling through the fog, the dark shadows left by the God of death devour the lives of every soldier who desperately wants to kill each other; The mire had been filled with corpses, the gushing plasma poured into the cold stream, and the white mist seemed to be dyed red by the vortex of death.
Finally, the surrounded Armand Legion could not bear such casualties. The red, white and black cross flag kept moving backward in the approach of the Azores elves, and each retreat would leave a whole line of bodies.
In contrast, the cheers sounded again and again in the elf position!
In the approach again and again, the army line of the Flemish Legion has basically withdrawn from the beach battlefield, relying on the forces supplemented by the rear line to keep the whole line from collapsing; The Azores elves who took the position reorganized their formation within the range of bows and arrows, ready to launch another round of charge and completely wipe out the enemy in front of them.
Stepping on the stream full of blood and flesh, the contented guard warrior Dan smiled grimly and stared at the red, white and black cross flag that was retreating step by step. He couldn't be more familiar with it.
In the first gorovun siege, it was these imperial dwarfs who raided the Azores elves army from behind, burned all transport warships, and seriously damaged the army of his highness rodriya Azores!
If I could defeat the army that had defeated his highness Rodriguez and take away their flag here, what glory would it be?!
This illusion of good luck even made Dane feel a trace of unreal - as an ”unpopular” guard warrior around the little prince, such glory was never associated with himself most of the time; Otherwise, he would not be sent to take charge of the most unimportant beach position.
I didn't expect it to be like this, but also let myself hit the first prize!
Of course, it would be a higher honor to defeat the royal family of the Empire or the Duke of Byrne who once fought with his highness in eboden; But as long as you use your head, it is not difficult to understand how much it will cost to defeat those enemies.
What's more, if the greatest glory of this battle is taken away by yourself, where will your Highness's face go? Isn't it uncomfortable for a subordinate to do such a thing?
Now he even feels a little regret that he was so cautious that he had to wait until the enemy reorganized the front before ordering the attack - the enemy in front of him is so vulnerable. If he could attack when they are in disorder, I'm afraid the war flag is already in his hand!
The howling horn sounded again, and the long sharp knife fell forward.
”Right in front of the target, the whole army will attack, kill the generals and seize the flag, for the eagle king and for his highness rodria --!”
”For your highness Rodriguez --!!”
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”Who gave him this order?!”
Grabbed the herald's collar, Anson ZAD, who was shocked and angry, roared: ”say! What's going on, and why did the troops on the beach attack without authorization?!”
”Your Highness has clearly ordered that the front line of the beach must be guarded. Why does the bastard of the guard court dare to do so? Does he want to resist orders?”
”Never dare!”
The herald clenched his teeth and snorted with fear and reluctance: ”of course we dare not disobey His Highness's orders, but his highness rodria once said that Lord Dann is allowed to have the power to make decisions on the battlefield when necessary.”
”Is it necessary now?”
”Now is the necessary time!” the herald countered with more than a dozen long knives pointing to himself: ”the imperial Legion in the beach direction has been defeated. Now as long as we pursue the victory, we can annihilate them all!”
”If you don't seize such a good opportunity, do you want to let them leave and escape to the imperial capital and continue to be enemies with your highness?”
”But you have also left the beach defense area!” Anson ZAD didn't even want to continue to say such a stupid question: ”once the enemy detects and sends a small group of elite to infiltrate, you can attack the highland from your stomach and back. Do you understand the meaning of losing the highland?”
Looking at the anxious Anson ZAD, the herald just sneered.
”Then... It's not the problem of Lord Dann and the guards.” the herald's expression was more sarcastic: ”aren't you noble Royal warriors who bet on glory and were ordered to stick to the Highlands?”
”Even if the highland is lost, how can we blame our guard court for losing face and bearing the responsibility of shame... Do you think so, Lord Anson ZAD, the chief Wizard of the royal court?”
At the moment the voice fell, a group of angry Elven warriors had raised their swords... But Anson ZAD stopped.
”Lord ZAD?!”
”Let him go.”
The elf boy, who almost didn't know what to rely on to resist his anger, impatiently pushed the herald to the ground., A ”Jiao lightsaber” wiped his cheek and exploded a small pit on the nearby grass.
”Tell Dan that scum to do whatever he wants. I won't ask any more, but...” looking at the messenger who fell to the ground and glared at himself, the elf boy said coldly:
”Don't expect me to pull him when he falls into the Loren Turin trap!”
”... I see!”
Bursts of cold seeped into the back, and the herald, who dared not even wipe the blood on his cheeks, scrambled up.
Nodding slightly, Anson ZAD waved the Elven warriors away and let the heralds leave.
”Lord ZAD, will you let him go...”
”It's useless.” the elf boy shook his head and his expression became very calm: ”at this time, even if we try to persuade him, it's useless; the hot-blooded and desperate guy can't be saved by anyone.”
”If it's just a false alarm, let them do it; if it's Loren Turin's trick, even if we want to pull it, it's probably the same in the end.”
”The outcome of Weiting... Will not change.”
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”... I see. Go down.”
Seeing off the anxious messenger of the demon hunter hurried back to the battlefield, the expressionless black haired wizard involuntarily clenched his hands.
As expected, the elf prince was guarding the Empire Avenue and specially prepared a ”big gift” for himself.