In the morning, the sky was still clear and boundless, but by noon, the distant sky was already covered in a layer of haze. The haze gradually grew stronger. When the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine arrived at the preset location, the sky was already covered in dark clouds. The dusky sky carried an extremely heavy pressure, as if the sky was about to collapse. The heavy pressure pressed heavily on the hearts of all the warriors. They claimed to be the most elite troops of Ark Harbor. Whether it was quality, equipment, or treatment, they were all top-notch.
He had received plenty of training in the military camp, but when it came to actual combat, he lacked opportunities. That was because Ou Ban cherished his feathers too much. In addition, the commander of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine was his younger sister. Therefore, most of the actual combat that this army had participated in were battles that were bound to be won. But now, an unprecedented war was waiting for them. The other party was not a pirate bandit, but Daniel's army, the elite unicorn army.
Even though the elite cavalry of this army had already been lost in the Blue Wilderness, it still possessed extraordinary combat strength. The warriors of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine did not have the confidence to win. Those hands holding weapons were no longer as stable as when they first left Ark Harbor.
This was the battlefield chosen by Ruo La. The main city of Bauhinia was located on a flat terrain. Once it was besieged, it would only be a bitter battle. Therefore, Zora decided to take the initiative to attack. Although this was strongly opposed by Grar and some other officials, Zora used her own body and strength to bear all of the pressure. In the end, he ordered Bauhinia's own army to guard the city, while the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine sent out all her troops and gathered on this high slope, intending to decide the outcome of the battle with the Unicorn Army.
Abel's breathing quickened. This was also the first battle he had participated in. Before the battle, he desperately told himself that this would be a rare opportunity. He had to perform well. Not only could he win military merits, but he could also win Ruo La's favor. At this moment, he was in a complicated mood. There was excitement, but there was also fear of the unknown.
Ruo La clamped the horse's abdomen and pulled the reins, letting the warhorse walk back and forth in front of the formation. Her gaze swept across the nervous faces and she shouted, "Warriors of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine, this is the first time we have participated in a great battle. I know that most of you are nervous, even fearful. After all, in the past, my opponents were colleagues, equipment, or bandits. But it was different today. An elite army would be coming over from there. Yes, a real army! "
"The opponents this time are different from the past. They are strong and experienced. I'm just as nervous and scared as you are. But we are soldiers, warriors. Our mission is to use our lives and blood to protect our territory! Some people say that the army is iron, and war is fire. Only an army that had been through the fires of war could be sharpened into steel. Now, the flames are right in front of us. I only ask you, do you have the courage to join me and let the flames of war forge us into mighty soldiers of steel?! "
Surging emotions, impassioned words, and Ruo La raised his sword high. At this moment, in the eyes of the warriors, she was like a goddess who ruled over war. Most of the fear and pressure in their hearts were expelled, and the flame buried in their hearts was ignited. The hands of the warriors were still shaking, but there seemed to be a ball of fire exploding in their chests, causing them to roar, "Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
The sound of killing was like a tide. Ruo La was very satisfied with his pre-battle mobilization. She turned her horse around and looked over. Far away from the grassland at the foot of the slope, a black dot appeared in the midst of the lush green forest. It was a Knight riding on a pitch-black warhorse. His black cloak fluttered, and the scarlet red inside surged endlessly like blood energy. Every dark red curve on the Knight's body was dazzling. He was like a demon god from hell. He pulled out his sword and swung it forward with all his might.
The sound of horses hissing could be heard everywhere, and one similarly pitch-black warhorse after another shot out of the forest. After a total of nine black-armored Knights, there were unicorn cavalry with snow-white armor decorated with pale golden curvilinear patterns. In the Blue Wilderness, the six hundred most elite cavalry of the Unicorn Legion had been defeated by Allen, but the three hundred cavalry had just been formed not long ago. However, in terms of quality and tacit understanding, they were more than a level lower than the previous cavalry.
After the cavalry were the firearms and infantry. They were the most numerous types of unicorns. With the ten black-armored Knights in front as the sharpness, the soldiers who rushed out of the forest rushed into the battlefield from all over the mountains and plains, forming a clanging iron curtain that rushed towards the high slope.
At this moment, a loud thunderclap sounded in the sky. The sky quickly darkened, and when people's faces were illuminated by the lightning, it finally began to rain. The bean-sized rainball smashed into the armor, making a tinkling sound. The rain that fell from the sky cut the battlefield into countless fragments.
It rained cats and dogs.
The Unicorn Legion arrived five to six hundred meters down the slope. The leader of the black-armored Knight raised his sword and ordered the army to stop. Then, he raised his head, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. His gaze was sharper than an eagle's as he swept across Ruola's face and laughed. His laughter was like thunder, overshadowing the sound of the rain. "Earl Oban, is there no one else you can use? It's really disappointing to send a woman! "
As the adjutant of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine, Abel urged his horse forward and said, "Rude! This is the Count's sister, Miss Jorah, and she is also the commander of our Deep Sea Scaled Concubine. On the other hand, why didn't I know that there was someone like you in the Unicorn Legion? Could it be that Viscount Daniel has no one to use and has to hire strong reinforcements from outside? "
His words could be considered a return color, but the black-armored Knight's tone was calm, but Abel wanted to shout with all his might, but he didn't want his voice to be drowned out by the sound of the rain. In contrast, his aura was naturally weaker by three points.
The enemy commander nodded and said, "So it's the Count's sister. Then why did Miss Jorah come here to get wet with us rough people instead of being pampered in the castle?"
"Because I'm the commander of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine, I'm here now!" Ruola pointed her sword and said, "You haven't answered my adjutant's question yet."
Abel looked at Jorah excitedly, thinking that the young lady was still very close to him.
Below, the Black Knight grinned and said, "Although Miss is a woman, her spirit is not much inferior to that of a man." My name is Hagrid. Since there is someone like Miss here today, it is not beautiful to see blood with a knife or a gun. How about this, each of you is the commander of both sides, so let's have a competition on this slope. If Miss wins, we will immediately return and never step into your realm again. "
"Oh, what if I lose?"
"Naturally, Miss and the army are to return to Ark Harbor and not interfere in the affairs of the Bauhinia."
Abel, who was standing beside him, said before Jorah, "As the commander-in-chief, how can Miss Jorah casually duel with anyone? Not to mention a nobody like you. If you want to fight, let me be your opponent. "
Jorah thought to herself that this was not inappropriate. Just like Abel had said, she was the commander-in-chief. Once he lost, it would be a big deal. It would be better to let Abel tear apart Hagrid's foundation first, so that he could make a decision for his next move.
Faced with Abel's challenge, Hagrid's face was filled with disdain. He directly said, "A little fellow who hasn't even grown all his hair has come out to fight. There's no place for you to speak here. Hurry up and go home to drink milk."
A burst of laughter rang out from the warriors behind him.
Abel's face flushed red as he shouted angrily and galloped down the slope. The longsword pointed at Hagrid, and under the surge of Origin Energy, it also urged out a murderous aura and pushed it over. Hagrid didn't make a move. A Dark Thunder Knight behind him rushed out and said, "Let this subordinate weigh the weight of their adjutant!"
As the warhorse galloped, Abel took advantage of his superior position and his aura skyrocketed. He planned to kill this Dark Thunder Knight on the spot so that he could give the other party a show of strength. He galloped down the slope, and he had the advantage of geography. In addition, Abel's Level 17 Origin Energy was overwhelming the Level 13 Dark Thunder Knight. This thought was also within affection.
Unexpectedly, when he reached the bottom of the slope, the Dark Thunder Knight was still about a hundred meters away from him. Suddenly, he reached out and touched a pitch-black axe hanging beside the horse. With a long howl, he raised his axe and threw it. The axe was infused with Origin Energy, and a misty black light shone as it spun, smashing towards Abel like a black wheel. In the end, Abel suffered from a lack of experience. He was taken advantage of by the Dark Thunder Knight, and he immediately panicked.
Fortunately, his foundation was quite solid. He immediately pulled out his sword and knew that he couldn't shake it. He used an exquisite sword technique, and the tip of the sword that was infused with Origin Energy stabbed out streaks of azure light. He pulled the spinning flying axe a little, causing it to deviate and sweep past his side. In the end, it smashed into the ground, causing a shallow pit to explode out of the ground. Just as Abel heaved a sigh of relief, the wind whistled above his head, but the Dark Thunder Knight took advantage of his distraction to charge forward. When he was more than ten meters away from him, he drew his sword and leaped up, crossing the space and slashing down from above.
The Dark Thunder Knight had a two-handed sword in his hand. The pitch-black sword was like a piece of black iron, and there were no unnecessary decorations on the sword. There were only a few standards for the Dark Thunder Knight's greatsword. It was sharp enough and heavy enough! This was a weapon specially made for killing enemies in war. Combined with the tyrannical aura of the Dark Thunder Knight, the greatsword dragged a black rainbow, as if it wanted to cut Abel and his horse in half.
At this critical moment, Abel let out a loud roar like a spring thunder. The flames of Origin Energy suddenly flourished, and he stabbed with his sword, but he arrived first. He knocked on the side of the opponent's greatsword, deflecting the Dark Thunder Knight's unparalleled slash. The Knight slashed his sword to the side of Abel's horse. The sword entered the ground for three points, and Origin Energy poured out. He went out and turned the entire ground over. Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and rubble splashed everywhere. Abel's warhorse stood up in shock, and he took the opportunity to fly down from it. With a dance of his sword, the surrounding space was immediately enveloped by an impenetrable sword curtain. Abel danced the sword curtain and pressed it down on the Dark Thunder Knight.
The Dark Thunder Knight was not afraid. He pulled out his huge sword and forcefully smashed into Abel's sword curtain like a pitch-black meteorite, causing a burst of golden iron to collide with each other.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought into a ball. Sword winds overflowed in all directions, and Origin Energy collided with each other. Sword light and flames constantly flickered between the two of them, causing both sides to breathe rapidly.
Jorah was secretly shocked. Abel clearly had the advantage of Origin Energy, but he was only tied with a Level 13 Knight. The opponent's Origin Energy was indeed inferior to Abel's, but his experience and insight were not something that Abel could compare to. Moreover, this person was definitely used to the battle tactics of the battlefield. Every time the giant sword emitted an incomparably tragic aura, it would directly attack Abel's vital points.
In contrast, although Abel's swordsmanship was more brilliant, he lost in terms of momentum. On the contrary, he was forced into a fluster by the other party. Just by looking at this Knight, he knew how troublesome the commander named Hagrid was. If she were to compete with Hagrid, the situation would probably be the same as Abel's. No, I'm afraid he's even more miserable than Abel.
Unknowingly, Jorah's hand that was holding the sword had already bulged with veins.
Below the slope, the flames on Abel's body suddenly lit up, and his sword slashed out more than a dozen times like lightning. The dense sword cries converged into an explosive sound, and the storm of Origin Energy colliding pushed both sides away. Abel stood still and pointed his sword forward, not daring to let down his guard. A few white marks appeared on the armor on the Dark Thunder Knight's body, which was obviously Abel's masterpiece. Hagrid laughed and said, "Come back, you've lost."
Although the Dark Thunder Knight had lost, Abel and Jorah did not have the slightest bit of joy on their faces. There was a difference of four levels, but Abel had only won a small victory. He didn't even have the chance to let his opponent see blood. If this was a life-and-death duel, the outcome would be unknown. What was fatal was that there were still eight Knight like that.
Hagrid didn't even look at Abel. He raised his head to look at Jorah on the slope and said, "What do you think, beautiful lady? If you don't intend to accept my challenge, then let's use the army to decide the outcome. However, in that case, more people will die. "
Jorah's expression changed several times. She asked herself if she had any confidence in winning. If he were to leave, it would be a blow to Hagrid's morale in vain. It was better to take advantage of the morale of the army and Abel's small victory to have a decisive battle with Hagrid on this battlefield of his choice. But in this way, it was exactly as Hagrid had said. After this battle, it was unknown how many warriors would be able to leave.
Just as Jorah gritted her teeth and was about to order the entire army to attack, a voice sounded from behind her, "Commander Hagrid is a dignified man, but he wants to use a knife and a gun with a lady like Miss Jorah. It's really not what a Knight would do. How about this, let me compete with you. I wonder what Commander Hagrid thinks? "
Jorah looked back and saw a few warhorses galloping over from the other side of the army. On the first warhorse was Allen, who was wearing armor and carrying a saber. At this critical moment, he finally arrived! Allen came to Jorah's side and nodded slightly to her. Then, he stepped forward and looked down at Hagrid.
Hagrid's expression changed and he smiled bitterly, "Baron Allen, you came quickly."
"If I come any later, I won't be able to participate in it. Commander Hagrid, what did you think of my proposal just now? Whether you accept it or not, you can decide. If I lose, I guarantee that the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine will immediately retreat. Do you feel relieved now? "
When Jorah saw Allen, the stone in her heart dropped and she followed, "Baron Allen's promise is my promise."
Hagrid and Abel's expressions were different when they heard this.
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