Chapter 1112 (1/2)
”So... What can we do to defeat Lord Byrne, who is so cautious that it is almost impossible to be defeated under equal conditions?”
Standing under a transmitter, the elf little prince with his shoulders tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth and eyes were in a crescent shape. He shook his head as if he were asking and answering himself.
”Encircled, impeccable trap? Powerful warrior way, strong enough warrior? Absolute crushing force, targeted attack or raid?”
”It's a pity... But the defeat of eboden's war is enough to prove that these are not all; it's naive to want to kill Duke Byrne in front of the cautious and calculating Duke of Byrne!”
”After his highness tried again and again, he probably summed up two preconditions;” the elf little prince talked to himself and proudly raised two fingers of his right hand.
The elves and wizards behind him are nervously preparing for the preparation of the launcher.
Five elf wizards stand on both sides of the launcher, responsible for debugging and controlling the angle of the launcher, aiming and ensuring the stability of the launcher;
Five elves and wizards stand behind the launcher, responsible for filling ammunition and opening the core to ensure that every link of firing can be accurate;
Fifteen Elven soldiers were around, responsible for the loading of launchers, ammunition handling, the erection and movement of launchers, and stabilizing launchers at critical moments.
A total of 10 wizards and 15 elite soldiers can complete the operation of a launcher - considering the range and power of the launcher, it is all worth it.
For this launcher, the elf Prince has prepared five times as many hands; At the same time, not only the caliber of the transmitter has been expanded by more than three times, but also the main material of manufacture has changed from bronze to secret silver.
”First of all, we should try to avoid being premeditated - improvisation and on-the-spot play are the worst things for our dear friend Loren Turin; he is very cautious, but... He is not good at dealing with emergencies. Generally, in this case, our Duke Byrne chooses to go in person.”
”So as long as he has to do it himself, it means that things are beyond his control.”
”Secondly, he is very rational, but not rational enough. He is still emotional; he is not a devil, not a murderer, not a guy who can force himself to the greatest extent in order to win, but he can't do anything, have principles and bottom line.”
”This is a very interesting opponent. He abides by the principle and always abides by the principle before the other party takes the initiative to destroy the tacit understanding - he does not take the initiative to hurt the other party's prisoners, does not do the bad thing of cutting off children and grandchildren, abides by his promise, and never breaks the promise unless he has to.”
”This is very lucky. I also like this kind of guy who is human and has a bottom line.”
”And the luckier thing is... I'm not.”
The elf Prince smiled brightly.
The blindfolded fairy girl standing aside hugged the long knife and was silent.
”Ready, the transmitter is on standby!”
As an elf wizard raised the command flag in his hand, a disturbing tremor and low sound came from the transmitter composed of a SecretaryGeneral tube full of engraved runes.
”Your Highness, please give orders!”
”There's nothing to order, you loyal and brave men of the kingdom of Wang, your task is very simple.” the smiling elf prince said casually:
”Er... Just put the launch port flat and aim straight ahead. The maximum power, how many times, until the transmitter breaks down or you break down, um... That's it.”
”Then... Well, this is my only prayer. Dear Lord Byrne, please don't suddenly and calmly avoid at this moment. Just stand in front and take my last surprise... Please.”
The elf prince, with his hands folded, prayed in a joking whisper: ”... Launch.”
”Launch --!!”
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”Everybody - get down and get out of the way --!”
Lucian's frightened roar echoed in the middle of a silent battlefield.
Almost the vast majority of Byrne knights had their faces full of confusion; Most of them are still immersed in the joy of victory just breaking through, and they don't know what happened at all; More than a hundred demon hunters scattered among tens of thousands of troops are vaguely aware of it, but they can only warn the soldiers around them, and their role is very limited.
The Elven warriors who remained on the battlefield found something unusual and turned behind in fear, but they often fell under the sword of Byrne Knight before saying anything.
Moreover, the ”proud” Byrne Knights don't care about the reaction of a group of defeated generals under their own hands.
It was not only the huge void force that frightened Lucian, but the direction in which the force was aimed - if his perception was correct, it was facing the imperial Avenue.
If you launch from this distance, with the power of the condensed void force, I'm afraid it can directly penetrate the whole battlefield!
Loren Turin, standing in the front and center of the queue, is the first to bear the brunt!
With his teeth clenched, Lucian constantly ran away from the Byrne knight in front of him and rushed to the front of the queue.
It doesn't matter if you die... Even if you don't have any left, that asshole Asriel will find a way to revive himself; Even if he is completely reduced to his apostle, he can at least continue to fight like this... Continue to fight.
But Lord Loren... Loren
The dazzling light spot lit up from the end of Empire Avenue, like the second round sun rising on the horizon, and finally made the originally recovered battlefield a little more turbulent.
”What's that? Is it the transmitter of the long ears?”
”In this case, don't we have to spread out quickly and die if we are hit by that thing.”
”Be quiet and keep your formation. You are proud Byrne knights. What do you look like in a panic!”
”Yes, that thing is far away, there can be some threats. Just rush up bravely!”
Restless soldiers, as well as knights and officers trying to maintain order... Lucerne clenched his teeth and ran wildly in the crowd, trying hard not to see everything around him.
If you can't save them by yourself, at least... At least keep Lauren!
For the first time... He hated himself so much. Why is he an Elman? Even an Elman, why should he have the ”traditional” size of an Elman?!
Constantly push away the figure in front of you. In the silver gray pupil, you can see the Golden Lion battle flag on a black background at the front of the army array.
The next second, the blooming light instantly dyed his vision white; In the countless screams, the roaring air waves tore the trees on both sides of the avenue to pieces, and the burning heat waves danced spirally in the air.
”Loren!!!!!”
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The sound of explosion is only for a moment. It comes and goes faster.
Tinnitus, chest tightness, numbness, spinning and a little vomiting... This is how the elf Prince feels at this moment. Even when he died with the ink blue dragon Elliot last time, he hasn't been so uncomfortable as now.