Until it becomes a monument engraved in the hearts of everyone.
Behind it is an ancient surname.
“Why, why not …?” Magdale asked.
Blank shook his head.
“Everyone is brave enough. What can you ask for? But being brave is one thing. The fear of death is not cowardice. The key is that people know the value of death, and worthless death is not reputation.”
“Ms. Veronica is still waiting for us. The Babel fortress is already in danger. We promised Mr. Bredel .”
“So Im standing here with you, arent I?” The old man blinked his granddaughter playfully: “I hope the scouts can bring the good news back to Campbell Bay … Master Martha can still hear us Words of prayer, that proves that she hasnt given up on her children … “
The wind blew from the field outside Campbell.
Suddenly the two stopped talking and turned around inadvertently.
Morning fog has returned to the depths of the forest. In the distance, the sea of forest was undulating, and the sound of wind was mixed with the sound of leaves. But Magdale suddenly realized that under such a natural voice, the fierce dispute in the march tent in the distance had disappeared.
Do the lords agree?
How could they not solve the problem without arguing for an hour.
Blanc was a battle-hardened general, and he immediately pulled out his sabre backhand, keeping Magdal behind him.
Before he finished his action, he saw the Duke Malvis from the forest of swords and slammed his head in the tent. “Behind … behind …!” The latter screamed whitely, stepping out of the tent when he stepped out of the tent Almost fell into the brazier, if not the guards on the side caught him quickly.
Blank took the guy from the guard, lifted him up and tried to wake him up, and asked, “Damn, what happened?” He looked into the marching tent.
The tent was messing up.
“Yellow … dusk …” Duke Malvis uttered incoherently, and tried to reach out to push Frank away.
“Look at your wretchedness, Malviss little bunny, sober me up!” The old duke untiedly held him to the ground, then picked up the latters collar, and yelled at him: “What happened? What happened, make it clear! “
The Duke of Malvis seemed to be awake now, his eyes restored a little focus, his dry and cracked lips opened, and he was just about to say something, but it was at this time that an exclaimation attracted Blancs attention to the past .
He looked back, but saw several knights rushing out of the forest in that direction.
“Sir, our scouts are back!”
The knights shouted, without a word, a blood-covered man had been brought over, and the man had not lost his consciousness, and he shouted, “Master Duke, we have found them!”
“Who are they?” Blanke threw Malvis away, and frowned in that direction.
“Cruz, Red Army.”
“What,” the old duke was taken aback, and asked quickly: “Where are they?”
The scouts shook their heads: “They let us run away, Lord Duke … its too late …”
“What the **** are you talking about?”
Brank showed dissatisfaction. The quality of the troops in the Silver Bay states may be far less than the elite of several major empires. However, as a sharp knife of the army, how can the scouts not speak clearly? Already. He just wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, suddenly Duke Marwells, who sat down on the ground, stood up and grabbed his arm.
“Listen to him, get out of this ghost place!” Shouted Maldives with a blue face.
Blank was about to scold, but he shut up. He seemed to realize something, and drew away the hand of Duke Malvis, and walked quickly to the edge of the forest alone, and looked northwest of Kinderbel.
——It was the other direction opposite to Campbell City. The vast forest formed a green sea, and the sky seemed to have a few small black spots suddenly. How acute is St. Blanc, the White Wolf Sword, and it is not a scene that emerged during the Sixty Years War. He understood that it was not dust on the horizon-but a large-scale cluster flying in the air.
Except for the migration of migratory birds, there is only one situation where this happens.
That is war—
The old man turned his head, he knew in his heart that he might have encountered the worst situation, but still kept at least calm, and asked his subordinates, “Where is the Cruz?”
Right now maybe every minute and every second decides life and death, but as the commander in chief of the coalition, this is not enough to make him nervous.
Some people have experienced the worst wars, and those who survive are just to fulfill the promise of living for the dead.
Besides, they still bear the lost glory.
Under no circumstances can these veterans bow their heads.
The war they experienced was once called the long war.
That was the battlefield dancing with the death—
“We were all wrong … sir,” the scout almost cried: “The Cruzs have been fighting the monsters at Kanderbel, and they intend to bypass the Babel fortress to attack the heart of Saint Osor, and the Cruzs send out for help Messenger … but … “
However, none of them arrived.
Blank took a deep breath, as if he had to fill the lungs with cold air to calm himself down.
Duke Malvis stumbled up and grabbed his arm again, “Lets go, Uncle Blanc!” In anxiety, he almost called out the title of the severe elder when he was a kid, when his father was still alive In the world, and he is not yet the owner of the Marvels family: “Behind, behind … there are monsters, you cant count them, and you wont be able to leave anymore!”
“Its too late,” Blank shook away the impotent guy, and he understood that others might have fled with each other. He pointed sternly at the tip of Duke Malviss nose and said, “Go and get others back, and our only chance is to retreat to Campbell Bay.”
“No, I cant.” Duke Malvis shook his head in fright.
Blank snorted, sweeping the blade and the hilt on the guys stomach, letting the latter bend down like a shrimp. But the old duke quickly grabbed the guys collar again, dragged the duke of Malvis to himself and said loudly, “Looking at your fathers face, I can save your life. You listen, if you If you dont want to die, just do what I say! “
But Duke Malvis was still hesitant, and Blank couldnt help disappointing and shook his head. “Youre a long way from your father, Malviss little fellow,” he bluntly said, “Can you escape as fast as you can from the eyes of heaven?”
Duke Malvis opened his mouth wide. He seemed to finally remember that who is the most authoritative expert here-no one can compare with a deputy marshal of the coalition sixty years ago. He asked subconsciously, “Uncle Blank, but how can I get someone else back?”
“I know what youre thinking,” Blank replied, “but if we dont get together, were dead even if we retreat to Campbell Bay.”
Watching the Duke of Malvis stumble away, Magdale, who had already calmed down, couldnt help but say, “Master, can Campbell Bell really hold up?”
The old man shook his head.
Magdale was a little surprised at his indifference to safety.
Suddenly she realized that this answer could not make a little noise in her mind, maybe because of the long-expected reason for this answer? She suddenly thought that this might be her own burial place, but she was not afraid.
Maybe she was destined to be different from those mediocre people. After a moment of silence, she asked: “Cruz people can support that long, can we …”
“Cruzes cant do it, too.” Blank sighed. He walked to the outermost edge of the forest. The old duke raised his hand and pointed at a dark shadow on the horizon: “Did you see it?”
The thin black line appeared above the northwestern horizon.
And it soon became a sea.
It was a purple sea.
It swallowed forward everything, forests and lakes, but it was just a lonely boat on the stormy sea, which was fleeting.
Magdales blue eyes were shocked.
“Do you think the Cruz can stop them?” Bredel n asked his granddaughter.