The demons seemed to have discovered the actions of the humans in advance, and countless harpies flew into the sky in the starless night. The flagship of the Erouine Royal Fleet, HMS Victory, opened the curtains of the war with its artillery barrage. A test shot and a flash of light exploded among the harpies. The crossbowmen on the side of the ship saw that the layers of feathers almost covered the strong light of the explosion, and the shell was like a stone thrown into the sea.
Countless enemies.
The wizard observed the effect of the artillery barrage through the porthole of the cannon door, and the light of the explosion made his face pale. He took a sheet of paper filled with forms from the side and recorded the amount of charges and magic power injected on it. The herald took the form from him and gave the order.
A moment later, the entire fleet roared, and countless shells whistled into the airtight group of harpies. A flash of explosion burst between these monsters, and the shock wave of the explosion almost formed a wave of blood, pushing countless feathers and limbs forward, and the mutilated body parts fell like rain.
The roar in the rainy night awakened the dormant earth, and the rumbling sound seemed to revive the forest from Bunuo to the Silver Scabbard Sea Cliff. The imagined roar of blood flowing in the huge blood vessels under the surface, and every soldier felt the ground under their feet tremble slightly, like a living creature. The flash of the explosion overhead lit up the space between heaven and earth, and at a glance, one could see a panoramic view of the potholed battlefield near Fort Bunuo. Flags were erected on the edge of the battlefield, and then a human army appeared in sight.
The Human Coalition Army began to attack.
The goal of the Erouine and Cruz was to seize several villages near Fort Bunuo to attract the demons to put more troops into the main battlefield; but the fireballs of the Demon Warlocks on top of Fort Bunuo brought great trouble to the entire battlefield, and the progress of the battle was slower than expected.
Freya and her sergeants and the Lantonilan Knight were moving briskly along a forest in the middle of the battlefield, and they soon arrived near Fort Bunuo. Their goal was to seize the castle. After observing the terrain, Freya immediately ordered the attack. Hundreds of Anthony Knight immediately attacked a gap in the castle wall that had collapsed.
The imps in the gap were no match for them. These skinny inferior demons were known for their cowardice in the Sulfur River. They had neither magic nor combat skills. The superior demons did not even acknowledge them as demons. They only treated them as food or even currency that could be exchanged. After a few of their companions were killed, these seemingly cruel and terrifying monsters revealed their true nature and dispersed. The Knight soon arrived at the top of the city wall. The girl from the countryside of Bucce took the lead and was delighted to see the rapid progress of her side's offensive. At this rate, it would take less than a quarter of an hour to capture Fort Bunuo.
But at this moment, a Demon Warlock appeared at the top of the gap. Unlike human wizards who wore long robes, these Demon Warlocks had bulging muscles and huge horns on their heads. Like the lower demons, they did not have any decorations on their bodies. They held a burning fireball in their hands and threw it down. It exploded among the Knight who rushed to the front.
The shockwave from the explosion caused the Lantonilan's knights to stagger. A flying pebble even scratched Freya's face, causing the girl's face to be immediately covered in blood. But she ignored the burning pain and immediately shouted, "Everyone, follow me and rush up in one go. Don't give it a chance to cast another spell!"
With that, she took the lead and climbed the gravel to rush up to the gap. Two imps summoned by the Demon Warlock rushed at her, one on the left and one on the right, but Freya raised her shield to block them, then threw them back and threw them off the city wall. Her heroic act greatly boosted the morale of the Lantonilan Knight. The Knights shouted the name of the Knight and rushed to the city wall.
However, Freya also attracted the attention of the Demon Warlocks. Soon, more imps surrounded her, forcing her to slow down. The surrounding Knight quickly passed her and rushed to the city wall. However, another huge figure appeared on the city wall.
It was a Tauren.
The monster from Jorgendy Ridge appeared without warning. It was obvious that it had been lying in ambush behind the city wall since the beginning, waiting for the human Knight to walk into the trap. The monster was at least as tall as three men, and it held a giant axe that was bigger than itself. It stood there like a huge windmill, and it also swept the giant axe in its hand forward like the blades of a windmill. The Lantonilan knights who were charging at the front let out a scream and were cut in half at the waist.
The minotaur roared angrily and rushed down along the collapsed city wall, sweeping all the humans and demons in front of him out of the city. The human Knight was no match for it at all. The monster soon came in front of Freya, raised its axe and swept it violently.
"Be careful, Freya!"
Freya even heard the warning from Bess behind her. At that moment, she was very nervous. She had never seen such a huge monster, except for the terrible wind elemental in the Mar Highlands. However, the feeling of seeing it from afar was different from fighting it up close. The huge black axe brought great psychological pressure to her.
If it hit, she would be dead.
No, she must not die here. Brando was still in front. She had to help him take this place. Only then would the demons shift their attention to the main battlefield.
Everything she learned in the Royal Knight Academy seemed to be clear at once. At the last moment, her heart was calm, as if there was some special power flowing in her body. This feeling was exactly the same as the moment she got the Lionheart Sword.
The Tauren's giant axe arrived in an instant. Freya lowered her head and dodged the attack. At the same time, she jumped forward and subconsciously grabbed the place where the handle and the face of the axe were connected.
The Tauren didn't have time to see it clearly and swung the axe to the highest point. Freya let go of her hand and jumped up to land on its huge axe face. The axe face was almost a meter wide, enough for her to stand on. Then she jumped again and landed steadily on the back of the Tauren's neck.
This series of actions was completed in an instant, and no one had time to react. But the Tauren finally realized that the 'prey' in front of it had somehow gotten on its back. It let out an angry moo and reached out to grab Freya on its back.
But Freya dodged to the side and dodged the monster's straw-matted hand. At the same time, she gritted her teeth and raised the Lionheart Sword high. At that moment, the sword radiated a bright light, bright like a beam of ice-blue flame, illuminating the entire Fort Bunuo and the bright eyes of the girl from the countryside of Bucce.
It was like a reenactment of the scene from that day. A pair of silver wings of light stretched out from behind Freya, and the Valkyrie's battle marks reappeared. The female Knight clamped the Tauren's neck with her legs, clenched the sword with both hands, and plunged it down the monster's spine.
With a whoosh, the flashing Lionheart Sword penetrated the Tauren's neck like cutting tofu.
The Tauren suddenly let out a whine. It seemed to have gone mad as it dropped its giant axe and slapped its neck with its hand. This time, Freya couldn't avoid it. She heard a 'crack' behind her, and a sharp pain came. Her internal organs were almost displaced. The girl's vision turned black, and her body fell back subconsciously, but her hand was still holding the hilt of the Lionheart Sword. She took the opportunity to pull the sword out, and the black blood on the Tauren's body suddenly gushed out.
Freya coughed up a mouthful of blood, raised the sword again, and plunged it into the back of the Tauren's head. This time, the monster finally couldn't withstand such a heavy injury and fell forward, crashing into the collapsed city wall with a loud crash.
Everyone was shocked.
"Freya!" Bess, who went with Freya, ran towards the Tauren's corpse like a madwoman. The cadets of the Royal Knight Academy were originally comrades, and Freya was one of the few females in the academy, so their relationship was even better.
But at this time, the girl from Bucce's countryside was dizzy, but there was only one thing in her mind.
She couldn't stop.
She had already learned everything from The County. Brando was still in front of her, and she knew what he wanted to do. She also knew what she wanted to do.
Freya could no longer be the useless Bucce's militia captain.
She wanted to change Bucce, and change everyone's fate.
Brando could help her.
But she was no longer the ignorant girl from the countryside. She had learned a lot. She even vaguely felt that she might have seen what Brando saw, and that was what the princess was pursuing. It wasn't just an ideal, it was a beautiful vision.
When would Erouine be able to escape his fate? Bess said that the tragedy of Bucce would not repeat itself until the kingdom became stronger. But Brando told her that it wasn't just a noble's task. The princess told her that everyone had to use their own sword to defend their dignity.
"Freya!" Bess came to the girl's side and helped her up.
The Knights of Lantonilan couldn't help but cheer when they saw the female Knight covered in blood. Freya gritted her teeth and raised the Lionheart Sword in her hand.
The bright blade of the sword was more like a flag, and this flag was reflected in everyone's eyes. It was the Lionheart Sword, a flag of victory, as if it symbolized Erouine's uprightness and unyielding spirit.
"Freya!"
"Freya! Freya! " Everyone's blood was boiling, and the Knight shouted the name of their temporary commander and launched an attack on the city wall.
There were no more Minotaurs on the city wall. Even the army of demons could not use such high-level creatures as consumables. After all, this was no longer the battlefield of the War of the Holy Saints thousands of years ago.
Freya watched the black and red torrents pour into Fort Bunuo, but her heart was calm.
"Bess, help me up."
"What, you're hurt like this." The short-haired girl complained, "I promised the commander to take good care of you, and now I can't keep my precious magic longbow."
Freya couldn't help but cough and laugh, she knew that Brando would never argue with her for this reason. She felt that she was in terrible pain, but she had never been so relaxed for a moment. Something in her heart had left her, but it had doubled in maturity.
"I seem to have suddenly understood something, Bess."
"What do you understand?"
In another time and space, Erouine's future Valkyrie smiled. At that moment, she finally understood that those words were not meant for her, but for Brando to answer his own question.
'War will happen, and we can only choose to accept it.'
'We were born in a very bad era, and we can't choose our era. But we can try to change it. '
'Maybe it won't change anything, but at least we have fought together with many people to achieve it – such memories are precious.'
'Do you know the word companion? No matter how far you go, there will be many people with you. You will never be alone. '
She, he, everyone will move forward with Erouine.
Forever.
… …
The situation on the battlefield changed, and the demons finally began to notice that the humans' frontal offensive was more ferocious than they expected. Although losing Fort Bunuo was not a big deal, it at least showed that the weak opponent on the opposite side still had the strength to fight back.
They began to throw the army behind Jorgendy Ridge into the frontal battlefield, trying to crush the last hope of these poor creatures in one fell swoop.
Far away in the forest near Ampere Seale, the knights looked up at the flashes in the sky like fireworks, but they were all speechless. The group understood what it was. The flash lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and the old witch Babasha finally brought back her companions.
As Brando had expected, those were the witches who lived in seclusion in Erouine. Most of them were on par with Babasha in strength, and seemed to be led by Babasha.
They all expressed their loyalty to Brando one by one, and even made an oath, of course, avoiding the attention of others.
Time was of the essence, and Brando had no time to appease these new subordinates. Under his orders, everyone packed up and headed north. The Knight had to walk through the forest in the dark and rain, and sometimes even had to wade through one or two swollen mountain streams. Fortunately, except for the princess, most of the entourage had the strength of Silver and above, and the bad weather could only cause them a little trouble at best.
They bypassed a few low hills and traveled north for more than twenty minutes, and soon arrived at the place. The secret door was located in a valley surrounded by twelve hazel trees, just as Brando remembered. But when they came out of the woodland, they saw an open space with neither a door nor anything that could be called man-made.
Everyone stopped and couldn't help but cast doubtful glances at Brando.
Brando didn't say anything, knowing what was going on in his heart. But he was already quite cautious, and only waited for Babasha to explain, "There is an illusion here that only a witch can break."
Sure enough.
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