The Cruz people still had courage –
The Cruz people had never lacked courage.
In that darkest era, who was the first to stand up, lead the mortals, and raise the flag of rebellion against the Empire?
It was the Cruz people.
What was the path of the golden flame?
It was an unyielding struggle, a struggle against oppression, against fate, and against life itself.
The Cruz people had always looked down on the Inir people because the Fanzin people once bowed to the Miirna people and became their slaves for four hundred years. Among the four Empires, only the Cruz people could maintain this pride that had been passed down from generation to generation, as if it was inherited in their blood.
Because the Cruz people would never bow their heads.
The light cavalry regained their backbone just because of Veronica's words. They raised their heads, puffed out their chests, and pulled out their sabers. The blades shone like snow.
As if infected by the light cavalry, the noble coalition army on the mound, who had behaved unsightly, straightened their legs for a moment, and the crooked ranks also became orderly.
The noise from the crowd quieted down.
Veronica shut her mouth and no longer spoke. She was the commander of the Azure Legion, the Azure Sword Saint of the Cruz people. She had witnessed countless wars, swords, and life and death exchanges. She had long since become indifferent.
"Teacher?"
"Go," the female commander nodded, "Don't look back, as many as you can escape, bring out the hope of the Empire, as long as there is still one Cruz person alive."
Little Pero nodded firmly. He turned around and took two steps towards the mound where the light cavalry legion was located. He stopped again, turned his head, and smiled brightly, revealing his snow-white teeth.
Those blue eyes seemed to contain the most dazzling brilliance.
The legion moved.
The Cruz people finally put their last trump card in this war, but in fact, it was all in one throw. The Crystal Legion behind them was already clearly visible, and for the Cruz people, even if they broke through the line in front of them, the long road of escape had just begun.
Countless people were destined to fall on this path, and those who survived would become the hope of the Empire.
The nobles mounted their horses and unsheathed their swords. In the past thousand years, they had lost a lot of things. Courage, glory, and the responsibility of nobles. But at this moment, they had to fight for themselves. They had to survive or die on the battlefield like a real Knight.
The female legion commander's words seemed to have some kind of miraculous effect.
No one complained, and no one whispered. Everyone understood their own fate, and everyone chose their own fate.
Everyone gathered together.
Veronica placed Elise on the horse's back and held her in her arms. She turned the horse around and drew her sword for the first time in the battle.
It wasn't the Azure Firmament.
That sword had long been lost.
This sword was given to her by Brando. It was a fantasy grade magic sword called Rose Tower. It was a gift from the Bugas to the Abies, and the young man had given it to her when he came to the Empire.
He said that it was a gift to his master's wife for the sake of his teacher.
Although she didn't know what a master's wife was, she could vaguely guess what it meant. She couldn't help but snort softly, thinking that this damn brat.
And then there was that person …
Veronica's thoughts seemed to have returned to a long time ago, to her youth, the memories of her fighting side by side with that person. Under the command of Marshal Darius, they won glorious victories one after another.
Then, it was a break. For the Empire, for each other's different ideals and loyalty, as if two separate paths were going further and further away from each other.
She couldn't help but sigh softly.
Then, the sword in her hand was raised high.
"Cruz people, attack!"
That seemed to be a word of death.
It was also the last order.
However, a long horn sound suddenly resounded through the entire battlefield, drowning out all other sounds on the battlefield, drowning out the neighing of horses, the clashing of metal, and the thunderous sound of hooves. It also drowned out the order that had spread far and wide.
Everyone turned their heads and looked in a certain direction on the battlefield.
On the mountain peak, a silver flag shone.
On the swallow-tailed flag, the white scepter and the lion's mane were as dazzling as the first light of dawn.
"Fanzin people!"
"Silver Horse Cavalry Regiment!"
Since the first Holy War broke out in Ortos, perhaps the descendants of the Cruz people never thought that one day, the descendants of the Inir people, Fanzin's Holy Knight, would save them from their desperate situation on the battlefield.
But when did the Fanzin's Holy Knight set off from Silver Horse City and come here at this moment to save the Empire?
Perhaps 1,300 years ago, when the Cruz people saw the Wind Elf Giant Eagle Knight appear from the horizon on the great plains, they had the same feeling.
Only at this moment, the nobles of the Cruz people finally remembered that an era ago, they were once allies who fought side by side.
Although there were hundreds or even hundreds of years of hatred and misunderstanding, although there were several or even dozens of generations of conspiracies and conflicts, when the descendants of the Cruz people fell into a desperate situation, the descendants of the Inir people still came.
A roar came from the top of the mountain.
"Cruz people, do you still remember the sacred oath?"
This roar, through the power of magic, spread throughout the battlefield.
Countless Cruz people had tears in their eyes at this moment in front of their former enemy. The Knight raised the spears in their hands, pointed high to the sky, and rushed to the battlefield with their left hands on their chests.
Let the heavens bear witness, let Martha bear witness.
The oath was still in effect.
A shadow first fell on the battlefield.
The Cruz people thought that they could see the Silver Horse Knight flying in the sky, but they found that they were wrong because they saw dragons.
To be exact, they were humerus dragons.
Countless humerus dragons swept in from both sides of the valley like pale sickles. There were so many of them that they covered the entire battlefield in an instant.
"This is …"
"What the hell is this?"
Everyone was stunned.
Before they could react, the most powerful undead creatures in the world had flown over the battlefield one by one, and hundreds of frost breaths swept across the Crystal Legion army.
In an instant, the Crystal Legion army blocking in front of the Ordos Mountain Pass was in chaos.
The humerus dragons didn't stop but continued to fly forward. Behind the Cruz people, a dense shadow suddenly appeared in the sky. Countless Crystal Legions were descending from the clouds.
The main force of the Crystal Legion army had arrived.
Countless humerus dragons formed a standard arrow formation and collided head-on without stopping.
Veronica didn't have time to be surprised when she saw this. She knew that the only chance on the battlefield had appeared. Her legs squeezed the belly of her horse tightly, and she immediately rushed to the battlefield with her horse.
"Kirrlutzians!" She took the lead and shouted, "Charge!"
"Kill!"
The Knight seemed to have woken up from a dream. They immediately shouted in unison and swept toward the front of the battlefield. The light cavalry legion rolled down like an avalanche, and in an instant, the situation of the entire battlefield was affected. The morale of the aristocratic alliance army was high, and they turned into a torrent and followed closely behind.
The Crystal Legion army at the front of the battlefield immediately began to adjust their formation. It was as if there was an invisible and powerful will controlling them, causing these dull creatures to rush forward without fear of death. They wanted to drag the Cruz people here.
At this moment, both sides understood.
Life and death would be decided in this instant.
But it was at this moment.
A bright sword light suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
The sword light was like the rising sun. It rose slowly in the dark night and exploded in an instant. In just an instant, it was thousands of meters long and wide. With a slanted sword, the entire battlefield was cut open.
The bright sword light was as fast as a bolt of lightning, but in everyone's eyes, it was so slow that it seemed like time was flowing on the blade. It lightly swept across the battlefield and landed in the midst of the Crystal Cluster army that was charging at them.
Even the Buga Silver Robe Wizard Regiment, Holy See Valla, the Saintess of the Leo Holy Palace, Luo An, and the others who were guiding the spell to bless the entire legion couldn't help but raise their heads and look in this direction.
When the thirty-seven Flame Family Knight left on the battlefield saw this sword light, they couldn't help but tremble.
The peak of the supreme realm, one step away from the sage.
This sword light.
It cut open the Crystal Legion army from the middle. Thousands of Crystal Legions turned into flying ashes under this sword light.
A passage of hundreds of meters wide was cut open between the Crystal Legion army. Under the moonlight, a man and a sword slowly passed through this passage as if there was no one around, and came to the front of Cruz people.
When Veronica saw that man, she was already shocked.
"Mephisto …"
"Ash Sword Saint?"
Mephisto stood alone on the battlefield. He sheathed his sword with one hand and carried the giant sword on his back again. On both sides of him, before the Crystal Legion army could rush forward again, they were already surged by Cruz's Heavy Knight.
The torrent of Heavy Knight separated from both sides of him, and this Sword Saint seemed to be going against the current in the turbulence. He walked step by step to Veronica.
Only then did the commander see clearly that there was another person beside Mephisto.
"Mephistopheles?" She was stunned and quickly tightened the reins. However, Elise, who was in her arms, suddenly exclaimed, "Sister!"
The vampire youth held the injured and unconscious Knight's daughter in his arms. He tilted his head and smiled cutely, revealing his small white fangs. "Mistress is a little injured, but fortunately, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"Mistress?"
Elise was surprised. For a moment, she even jumped off the horse to care about her sister's injury and stopped on the horse's back.
…
"Very good —"
Rodrigue then withdrew his gaze from the battlefield and nodded, "The Kirrlutz people are at least decent. Compared to those nobles in the country who can't help up the wall, I'd rather deal with real warriors, even if they used to be enemies."
The Knights laughed loudly. Silver pegasi were flapping their wings and landing on the top of the mountain. The Knights took off their cloaks one by one and threw them aside. Then, they mounted their horses and pulled out their swords.
"Now it's our turn."
"Order of the Silver Horse, attack!"
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