It is said that this Southern Legion was also standing on the opposite side of the Count of Tonigel during the war led by Archduke in Golan Elson. Originally, he was not very optimistic about the future of the Lord Count. Even if he was even better, how much can his noble private soldiers and Knights have?
But now, his thoughts can’t be smothered, but he feels cold in his head, as if he is sweating coldly.
When Ulliel rode his horse and passed by the pair of hunters and fathers, he never thought that there would be such complicated thoughts in the other’s mind. He didn’t even look at the two people at the same time – in the Minteye Forest, there are too many such hunters. However, he is slightly strange that the two men are still stuck here at this time. For two consecutive weeks, most of the residents in this direction have been evacuated by Jutta to the north and west of Fir Tree Shire.
But his thoughts were nothing more than that. With some sleek north winds, he pulled down the metal mask and left only a pair of brilliant eyes to stay outside. Ulliel is long breathed out. The hot breath immediately turned into a mist filled the mask, forming a thin White Mist – he looked at the snow falling on his metal armor, then disappeared transparently, and the heart understood. This is another time for White Lion Guards, but for both the self and the kingdom, this may have an unusual meaning.
The sensation of Knight, the backbone of the White Lion Guards, creates a hunch that perhaps from this moment on, the future of the kingdom will move toward a path that no one has ever imagined.
Countless people have been marching toward this path. But they all lost their way, but at this moment, the fog dissipated, and they finally took a step by themselves. In a slight sense of unreality, Ulliel seemed to see another future. In that future, the kingdom was struggling to burn in the fire, and countless creatures were crying and crying, which made him unable to fight a cold war.
It also returned to reality.
Ulliel looked back at the one’s own, the soldiers of the White Lion Guards. In fact, most of them are the same age as him, and many of them even come from this land. And he is only one step ahead of these people.
Participating in the battle of Ampere Searl may be the greatest pride of his life, but this pride will continue today.
Knight pulled out one’s own sabre, pointing to the front, and the roar of the throat was deep:
“White Lion Guards, go ahead!”
The hunter’s two fathers and sons are almost a half-time to come back to his senses, and the silhouette of White Lion Guards has long disappeared into the forest. The boy is still eager to move, a look that is still unfinished. But his father has already noticed the crisis. Such military mobilization can be a trivial matter, and they have witnessed this scene with their own eyes – and this strange fortress. The middle-aged hunter even got a little upset, and he was afraid to hold down his son’s shoulder, for fear that he would immediately kill the other.
The dwarf has run off the vine. Odhum once vowed to build a fortress that could not be compromised. The minimum requirement for this fortress is that there is no city gate. Although this design is criticized by Amandina, fortunately Valhalla’s unique power makes this absurd design come true. Its city gate is now replaced by the stalks of the World Tree’s extensible roots, which have achieved unexpected results on the defense.
Of course, the old dwarfs will take this credit as they should be by rights.
The hunter was held with a battle-ax, and the dwarf rushing to himself in front of him was scared to death, almost sloppy on the ground. He quickly pulled one’s own son and slammed into the ground and pleaded: “No, adults, beg you not to kill us! We haven’t seen anything, promise not to have a word, or at least, let go. My child, he is still young and doesn’t understand anything.”
His movements scared Odhum. The dwarf blew his eyes and replied: “Martha above, what are you talking about, who is going to kill you, Valhalla is about to start sending, you can’t do it here, just right. There is an adult who wants to see you, count your luck, and go with me to the city.”
“what?”
“Can we enter the Valhalla fortress?” The boy was also uneasy, but after all was a teenager temperament, after listening to this sentence, he couldn’t help but stand up excitedly: “Do you mean it, Mr. Odhum?”
“Of course.”
The old dwarf thought about it and added: “I have the final say here.”
……
Brando soon saw the town of Horta in the forest from the sky. This small town near Minteye Fort is just a few miles south of Minteye Fort. If the rebels have launched an attack on Minteye, they will not let it go. Sure enough, a small-scale battle is taking place in the town below, and the two sides of the battle are ripping around the town center – the rebels have apparently scored in the town.