There was a faint humming sound in the north wind, and it passed through the battle cries, mixed with the snowflakes, and fell on the broken city wall.
Maynild suddenly pricked up her ears. She stood up from the tower and looked thoughtfully in the direction of the perforation. There, in the direction of the Olde River, there was a vast expanse of white. In the distance, the shadow of the East Mintai Forest hung in the sky like a dark cloud. The banners of various nobles were faintly discernible on the horizon.
"Lady Maynild, it's not advisable for you to move now."
As soon as Retto walked into the tower, he saw the female Knight's actions and could not help but remind her, "You'd better rest. We can still hold on for a while after we join forces. And for some reason, the Bugas seem to have left."
"Did you hear that?"
"What?"
"Sound," Maynild looked back at the veteran and replied, "It's the sound of a horn. That's the sound of a dragon horn. It's deeper than the usual horn sound. I've heard it once on the battlefield of Ampere Seale."
Retto was slightly startled, thinking that the lady was hallucinating. But out of courtesy, he still listened carefully. But after a moment, the veteran's expression changed and he turned and rushed out.
Maynild followed him out.
Heavy snow was falling on the city wall. The rebel army's attack seemed to have stopped temporarily. The Bugas in the sky were also nowhere to be seen. Only the rebel camp in the distance was faintly discernible in the snow.
The two stood by the battlements and looked in the direction of the Olde River. They could vaguely see the movement of the rebel army. Something seemed to be happening in that direction.
"Look over there —" Maynild suddenly spoke.
Leto followed her gaze and saw a flag breaking through the heavy encirclement of the rebel army. The flag dashed left and right among the various noble banners, like a reef in a storm, standing firm in the midst of the raging waves.
"That direction is … Orta's reinforcements?" He frowned, "There are too few of them. What are they doing? They're courting death!"
"No," Maynild hesitated for a moment, "The sound of the horn is …"
The two of them suddenly froze.
"Who is that?"
"Who is commanding that army?"
The Tónigel soldiers in the forest looked at each other. Their gazes pierced through the shadows of the trees, through the forest, and stared at the lone army on the north bank of the Ord River.
He was like a lone Knight who had fallen into a tight encirclement, but his opponents were unable to do anything to him.
"They've killed their way through the Cade Family. Oh my God." Someone suddenly exclaimed, "They have a chance now. Those damned Southerners haven't had the time to readjust their formation yet. Oh, Martha, they reacted so quickly and made such a perfect judgment! Where did these Knight come from? "
But no one answered his question.
Everyone held their breath as they watched the miraculous scene in front of them.
The huge rebel army was actually disrupted by a mere hundred or so cavalrymen. The entire huge front line was being moved by this lone army. The rebel army, which was originally attacking the south from all directions, was now slowly turning around.
The Tónigel defenders who were fighting the rebel army on various fronts found that the pressure in front of them was gradually decreasing.
When the sound of the horn reverberated across the vast wilderness, the sound of the horn echoed across the vast wilderness.
Everyone couldn't help but have such a thought.
"It's time to counterattack —"
"That's the horn," someone reacted, "They're calling for us!"
"I've heard such a long sound before. It was on the battlefield of Ampere Seale," a White Lion Knight recalled and said with slight excitement, "That's the White Lion Legion's counterattack trombone. Our Lord once led us to launch a counterattack against the nobles in the north with such a sound!"
"Then what are we waiting for?"
"Look, they've raised the banner! Oh my God, what banner is that? "
Someone suddenly screamed.
Everyone subconsciously turned their heads.
Beside the silver lily flag fluttering in the stormy waves, a swallow-tailed flag was slowly rising. It was a sharp sword, the silhouette of Bucce's black pine leaves, the shadow of a golden dragon, and a blood-red vulture's tail flower as an ornament.
The golden dragon was the family emblem of the Cardiloso family.
The black pine of Bucce symbolized the beginning of a legend.
The sharp sword was the symbol of the kingdom.
The vulture's tail flower decorated the Kaleigo people's gentle and refined temperament.
In the entire Erouine Kingdom, only one person was worthy of this flag. He was the hero in the hearts of every Erouine people, and a god-like existence in Tónigel.
Everyone stood in place in a daze. For a moment, they didn't know what words to use to express their feelings at this moment.
Until another long sound of the horn came from within Fort Minte.
It echoed the long sound of the horn from afar.
Two long sounds of the horn, one high and one low, echoed each other on the battlefield. The Tónigel people finally came to their senses. Everyone looked at their companions and comrades beside them, and saw the same kind of passion in each other's eyes.
"His Lordship is back!"
"Fight for Erouine!"
The Knight shouted and rushed out of the battlefield.
Looking down from the sky, it seemed as if a silver wave had suddenly appeared in East Minte Forest. Although their numbers weren't large, at this moment, they heavily struck the flank of the rebel army that was turning around.
Sir Don Higgins could almost hear the sound of his teeth shattering.
Why couldn't they stop a mere hundred cavalrymen? The armies of more than a dozen nobles kept surging forward, but they were constantly scattered by the enemy. An army of thousands could not stop a group of light cavalry that was ten times their number. They could not even slow down the enemy's speed.
Until he saw the Silver-winged Heavy Cavalry of the Southern Legion that came from the north of Silverman being scattered by a mere hundred young Knights, the confidence in his heart finally shattered.
The light cavalry was turning around again, and their target was finally him.
Sir Don Higgins instinctively told himself not to retreat. He was the commander-in-chief of the mixed army in this direction. If his men retreated, it would cause more than just a rout.
Duke Grinoelsen would kill him for that.
But his rationality was defeated by his emotions, because there was a deeper voice in his heart that told him that if he didn't retreat, he would die here.
He gave an order that couldn't be any more normal.
Run.
Sir Don Higgins and his troops turned around and retreated. The loosening of the rebel army's main formation caused a series of chain reactions. In the vast wilderness on the north bank of the Ord River, this temporary retreat turned into an avalanche in an instant.
More and more people joined in this inexplicable retreat. It was as if it had started from a certain point, causing the whole area to break and fall apart.
Brando sat on the back of his horse and just watched this scene calmly.
In this era, the nobles' troops were so trashy. If it weren't for him, they would have been eliminated by the undead of Madara in the first and second War of the Black Roses.
Unfortunately, these people didn't know it.
However, the knights around him were very excited because of this. The young men originally had the determination to die. They bravely and fearlessly accompanied their liege to charge into the trap. The surging blood and accelerated adrenaline made them not afraid of death at all.
But to everyone's surprise, they actually succeeded.
But they knew who it was because of.
When they charged towards the spearmen of the Cade Family, they realized that they weren't as cowards and cowards as their lord had described. On the contrary, the soldiers of the family with the brown bear as their emblem were all brave and fearless. They were the best nobles' private soldiers they had ever seen.
However, it was at that moment that a powerful force of Order suddenly descended upon everyone. When they turned around in shock, they discovered that their Lord could actually extend the Lines of Law to a place a hundred meters away and bless everyone with his Elemental Power.
At that moment, the outcome was decided.
The charge of a hundred White Lion Knights, under the enhancement of the power of law, was almost equivalent to a hundred Elemental Realm experts of the same level charging towards the spearmen of the Cade Family.
Even if this family was known for their bravery and fearlessness, it was useless.
The young Knights didn't understand what it meant to have this power bestowed upon them by their lord. This was because it was like the legend of the Cruz Knight, the twenty-four followers of the Wind Empress, and their king from a thousand years ago. Like any ancient legend or myth, it was gradually buried under the dust of history.
This was the power of the Sage.
When the core forces of the noble alliance were defeated, there was no one left on the battlefield who could stop this force.
The battlefield was already in chaos. The banners of various nobles fled north in the wind and snow. Brando ordered the young White Lion Knights not only to lock down Don Higgins's army, but also to disperse any noble army that could possibly regroup on the battlefield. This would prevent the rebel army from organizing a counterattack and accelerate the process of their defeat.
Soon, the defeated rebel army gradually scattered to the sides, opening up a path in the middle. Brando raised his head and noticed that an orderly army had appeared in the snow a mile or two away. This army was dressed in the same grey battle robes, a dark haze covering the horizon. When the Knights saw the other party's banner, they couldn't help but turn to Brando.
"My Lord, they are …"
Brando waved his hand, stopping the Knight's words.
He had already recognized that it was the banner of Yanbao. He had long heard of this rebel army from the north and knew that they were involved in the plan to murder Prince Levin.
… …
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