But the breakout journey of suffering began here, and the rebels who intercepted them were less, but their enemies turned into more terrifying monsters this time – first of all the crystals they had seen in Swallowburg County. Monsters, as well as terrifying being called by the rebels, can cause them to lose a lot.
After entering the mountain range of the foggy mountain, dozens of White Lion Knights were sacrificed all the way, and they arrived here. Today is not the sudden weird dwarfs, I am afraid that all of them will be accounted for here.
And Manrique didn’t forget that the terrifying monsters were hammered under the hammers of these dwarves, and they were as simple as a watermelon.
“Why are those Crystallines chasing you?” the dwarf asked again.
Manrique stunned.
Delfhyr and Bretton looked at each other and whispered, “Are you talking about those monsters?”
“Yes, Crystalline,” the old dwarf looked at Young Countess. “Little girl, you don’t understand their terrifying. I have seen the World that was crystallized by them. There is no Life in there.”
Delfhyr never thought that the monsters were so terrifying, she recalled the sights in Swallowburg County, and the fingers were a bit whitish.
Bretton saw that her face was not so good, and she took the initiative to re-narr the whole thing.
“Here is Aouine?” The old dwarf was suddenly asked.
Bretton glimpse, nodded.
“Good luck.” The old dwarf was nodded, then carefully looked at Delfhyr and said: “He said that you are the daughter of Count of Swallowburg, your name is Delfhyr? Your ancestors are not the son of Flaming Knight, you are the family of the swordsman, Right?”
He looked at the nephew that Count Qian held tightly: “This is Holy Sword Misor, don’t worry, we will help you bring it to where it should go.”
Delfhyr was suddenly stunned, she subconsciously stared wide-eyed, watching the old dwarf forget the breath.
And a ping-pong ping-pong, the human Knights pulled out the sword with all his hands and watched the dwarfs with vigilance. Bretton and Manrique were also immediately in front of Delphyr, Bretton pulled out the sword, and Manrique took a hand from his pocket.
“You want What are you doing?” the young captain asked nervously.
But the old dwarf didn’t look at him. He turned back and said to a dwarf Knight instructed behind him: “Blow the number, see the place,” he pointed to the direction of Corcova, the fire on the plains, “we Go there, there is Ayrell, I asked before -“
The dwarf cavalry nodded, immediately smashed the horn from his waist.
But before he held the horn in his hands, Delphyr’s voice finally came over: “You…who are you?”
The old dwarf put on his helmet and turned around, with a muffled voice repliing to her: “You can call me Carifen, or Griffin King… in the name of Eileen’s holy anvil, for the silver plain -“
The dwarf heavy cavalry shouted together.
Wu wu ——
Horn shrill cry.
……
Marshall looked at the forest on the hillside. The forest gave the sapphire mountain range a deep black in winter. A group of patrolling soldiers were slowly sliding down the hillside forest. Only a few people were still intact, but the shirt was broken. It’s not like a rag, it’s hanging on the body. Some people use sharpened wooden sticks as weapons, and everyone is hungry. He lowered his head and wiped one’s own long sword silently. The sword edge has already rolled over. It is not bad because everyone in Trentheim’s White Lion Knight is the best equipped – only small-scale production in the hand workshop. The fine armor and swords, especially the weapons purchased in batches before 767, are the highest specification purchase standards set by miss merchants, produced by Hazell Master Artisan.
The army’s soldiers’ ragged cotton armor couldn’t stop it. The armour on Thane’s Knights was a matter of cutting two swords. Sometimes the armor piercing cone couldn’t be used. He still remembers the first. The blonde in the second battle, the look of horror and fear. But the excellent equipment can’t control the victory of a disparity in power. The army of Golan Elson formed a layer of blockade in the south, with thousands of people, and Gargoyle and Iron Man of Sasaarland. White Lion Guards and Valkyrie protect Her Highness the Princess day after day from being forced into the sapphire mountain range. There is no food in the mountains to support an army, especially in the winter, even if they only have a few hundred people, the rebels want to live. Sleepy them.
Marshall chewed a hard grass root, which was his last food reserve. As for the specifics, I haven’t remembered how long I haven’t eaten. The brain is frozen and numb. On the stop, I have eaten a grilled mountain rat with my peers, but I have forgotten what happened. But food is getting harder to find. Soldiers patrolling are not so much prepared as to look for food. It’s like a disaster for hundreds of people to cross the mountain. Even the frozen layer has to dig a layer to hibernate below. Animals, if not Barkskin sapphire wood, can also be used to cook soup.
He remembered the first few blood battles, and the two sides tried their best to knock down the other side, but the nobles shrank at the tragic price and chose the offensive. In the first battle, he remembered that he had killed three people, and he was wounded. The more he killed, the more wounds he had, and the fewer wounds. In the end, no one killed him. The other side stopped attacking. Sometimes he wants to say that he has died in those bloody battles, so as not to be guilty.
He was one of the third White Lion Knights. It was also the last White Lion Knight trained by Trentheim before the start of the war. He was a native Trentheim, a commoner, and he was not bad at the time of the selection. But three days ago, he replaced one’s own Captain and became a great knight. In Aouine, this step means becoming a real noble, and then it is blocked by Baron, but it doesn’t make sense, because no one knows. Can you survive the next battle, just like the one he replaced.
Marshall has nothing to regret.
He was not eldest son. Before the second Trentheim war, his cobbler slammed him into the barracks and let him stand up like a real man to defend the ‘what is really worth defending’. But he did not catch up with the war, because the war ended when he entered the military camp. At Ampere Searl, Time of Battle, he was selected into the White Lion Guards, which in a sense is a good start.
But he only has some regrets.
White Lion Guards won’t easily admit defeat.
Just as the lions lost their lions, if the lion is still there, they will never fall into the present situation.
Marshall gently put down the rag, the blade of the blade curled up in the cold of the winter, bright as a pool of shadow on the sword edge reflected a handsome face, the face expression is very serious. The young Knight is slightly wrong, because that is not his one’s own face.
He slammed the head, and a tall shadow cast on him.
‘kuāng dāng’, his sword fell to the ground.
just now–
The Lion King is back.
Eldest Princess leaned pale on a roll of cushions, revealing a long-standing meditation in the pupil of the silver. She was hurt, weak and almost shaped, and the original slender hand was now clearly visible. To the shape of the joint, under the almost transparent skin, the blue veins are quiet and flowing, and some morbid beauty.
A slit in the tent door slanted, bright light flowing in from outside, falling on her, she barely sat up straight, clutching one’s own sword in her hands, watching the direction for a long time.
Freya couldn’t help but feel sad when she looked at her. Last night, Brynhild told her that Her Highness the Princess was sweating in her sleep, sweat drenched her coat, but she woke up and sounded like a wound. Already all the same.