Not to mention, from the beginning, he was on a wrong path.
But the real man is not discouraged to give up because of this frustration. As one of the most outstanding figures of the young generation in the South China, Rollinte only returned to the blame in a short moment, he picked up His sword stood up against the wall of Valhalla.
“Dont feel bad, little Montoro, time is running out, you and I havent separated the winner-I just beheaded a small crystal cluster, and our record is now even.”
“What,” said Montolo, surprised. “Is the situation so bad? I thought we could support it for a while.”
“No, you are mistaken. I mean, your Count may soon win the decisive war.”
“Are you crazy, Rollint.”
Little Montolo looked up in surprise, but he couldnt see any signs of victory on the battlefield.
But Rollint shook his head: “Im not crazy. Im better than you with the talent of swordsmanship, but you have to be far behind when it comes to the vision on the battlefield, little Montolo.”
“I dont believe it, you dont need to comfort me,” replied little Montolo. “At least in this battle, Im ready to serve my country.”
“Then you can save your life later,” Rollint looked up, watching the sky on the battlefield: “The Yanbao side has lost its last chance to win.”
In his eyes.
The silver brilliance, a symbol of the goddess of war, cuts into the army led by Baron Dale.
“Thats Ms. Andrea!” Montolo missed.
But then he saw an even more incredible scene.
The little Sazardian wizards over the battlefield were falling one after another, falling into a sea of amethyst, and never flying again.
How is this going? Montoros eyes widened and his head filled with question marks.
A calm voice answered his question:
“Silver people are not real people of God. Like apprentice wizards of the Sasard, they cannot use spells to stay on the battlefield for a long time until they really touch the realm of truth and law.”
Rollint and Montolo looked back, seeing when the elf sisters appeared behind them, and there was a little goblin sitting on the shoulder of her sister, but it was not the light that had received them in this fortress before spirit.
It was a fire goblin.
“The magical energy that pervaded the entire battlefield has disappeared, and the Sasards fleet has withdrawn their support, so these poor guys are finally going to taste the bitter fruit.”
The fire goblin—or rather, Ruth, the prince of the elemental goblin family, answered coldly.
“Fleet …” Rollint answered thoughtfully.
Montolo was preparing to ask who this strange little guy was, but it was at this time that a burst of cheering from the mountain tsunami interrupted his thinking.
He turned his head subconsciously.
At this moment the two fleets standing still in the sky finally moved.
As if something was foreseen, the ocean of crystals on the battlefield began to stir. In the surprised eyes of little Montolo, they even started to recede.
At that moment, the young man seemed to realize something in his heart. The thought was like a beam of light piercing the darkness and shining directly into his heart.
The Sasard failed.
The battle in the sky, they won.
The Earl once again demonstrated his ability to create miracles.
The army at dusk lost absolute air dominance on the battlefield at this moment.
As if to prove the idea in his mind, the army of roundworms that originally surrounded the fortress of Valhalla suddenly flew up and greeted the two fleets in midair.
Above the fortress, everyone felt the pressure abruptly, and those elven shooters who were fighting to resist the enemy in the air were even at a loss for a while.
“Shoot, keep shooting!” Until the frontline commanders exhausted shout sounded again.
The army of crystal clusters is slowly retreating, and the originally flickering amethyst ocean has broken.
On the ground where the smoke was cleared, there was an unknown red and black. The black was the embers from the explosion, and the dark red was a dried blood clot. In the distance, a few long smokes fell to the horizon, and more floating warships were converging into a torrent-like a shimmering school of fish, slowly heading north.
When they entered the position one by one, exposing the side.
A dazzling flash of light flashed across the sky.
The sound of cannons roared above the clouds, and the light of destruction poured down like raindrops. The raindrops directly penetrated the thin army of maggots and projected the light of death on the plain.
A series of flashes of light shone in turn on the plains north of the Parris Valley, and even a few miles away, people above the city walls could still feel the trembling of the earth.
However, thats just the beginning.
In such an era, losing the sky is tantamount to losing victory.
Unless the Dragon of the Twilight is willing to invest more maggots here, regain the advantage over the sky by covering the offensive.
But under everyones attention, the huge black hole in the center of the battlefield is gradually fading-apparently, even the world-destroying dragon described in Cangs poem, in the world of order created by Martha, also Not omnipotent.
It is not invincible.
At least here, the Eruins have won.
Suddenly a louder cheer broke out in this huge fortress, like the tsunami of mountains and tsunami, washing away everyones heart.
“Ready to counterattack!”
Sitting on the sunroof, Monica almost jumped up in surprise. She flew back to the hall and yelled at the expressionless girl Valhalla.
“Its time for us to take a good breath! Those **** Yankees!”
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The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 848 Ladies who reunite
At about three oclock in the afternoon, the haze of the sky swept away by Valhallas teleportation finally closed again. The brief sunny weather on both sides of the Paris River Valley disappeared, and snowflakes began to fall again in the sky and became gray.
The huge fleet of Sasarde and Tonigers slowly advancing northward, but separated after less than half an hour-the remnants of clusters and the maggots in the sky began to flee. The fleet was also dispersed into dozens of units to pursue in the form of separate fleets.
The lead gray sky presents such a scene. Against the background of soaring smoke on the horizon, the scattered fleets of the sky expand into a huge fan shape like a scattered shark group, like a giant hand shrouding it. The entire Parisian plain.
From time to time, there were flashes of shelling in the sky, and occasionally there was a continuous roar from the north, but the explosion was getting farther and farther, and it was gradually inaudible on both sides of the Old Beach.
The defeated northern aristocracys army on the ground did not receive a blow from above the sky, but after the battle on the ground ended, under the command of Bredel , Tonigels living force on the ground had begun to gather and receive captives.
Although the private troops of these nobles were no longer the main opponents of Fir collar in this war, Bredel could not let these people drift south.
The unconstrained army sometimes caused far more damage than the rogue, and Eruin had just recovered from a few wars in the south, and must not have suffered another calamity because of his negligence.
Fortunately, most people have lost the will to resist-it can even be said that they have collapsed. These people have almost no resistance in the face of the Tonigels collection. Even if there are occasionally a few diehards, they finally join the fight. The Habitat army is also enough to quickly crush all resistance.
After Bredel gave the order, he flew back into the sky, watching in mid-air the plains of Paris after the war. This terrible battle almost turned the entire battlefield into scorched earth, leaving a trace of strong chaos magic in the place where the crystal cluster army passed, and the battlefield was covered with blue to purple crystal clusters-this is chaos The manifestation of magic in the physical world, these residues will continue to pollute the land in the next ten years, rot the vegetation, and produce a disease called crystallizing disease.