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Two consecutive Thane’s ‘sacrifice’ finally won the time for others to respond enough. Wu wu’s bugle horn sound rang, except for a few people who immediately chose to retreat. The various noble forces in the immediate choice of obedience commanded from the sides of the Alder River to Brando and his White Lion Knights.

On the battlefield, such a scene was formed. The army in the north of the Alder River was closing, encircling a small point on the battlefield, and in the center of that point was a Trentheim man who was weak and could not be weak. cavalry.

“Adult, what do we do next.”

“forward.”

“forward?”

Faced with the encirclement of all directions, even if it is a person who is bold and daring, it will inevitably retreat. Although Brando’s Knights of White Lion Guards are all Trentheim and even Aouine’s best generation of youngsters, they can’t help but feel the chance to face the current situation.

Brando looked back and looked at the Knight-Captain behind him – it was a pretty handsome and even pretty youngster, childish, with freckles on his face, a curly head, and a flash of hazelnuts. An unusually firm rays of light.

“Afraid?”

“Of course not… just an adult you…”

Brando holds the ruling and points to the front: “The brown bear on the coat of arms is the Emblem of the Kaide family. This family is famous for its rich cowards. They dare to show off one’s military strength in front of you. I want you to go forward, from the front. Piercing the formation of the coward, punctuating a hole in the rebel encirclement, is there no problem?”

Knights deep breathed in.

The heart is filled with boiling blood.

They will fight alongside the Aouine’s most Legendary hero, Simultaneously, but it’s just a simple two-word sentence, but they feel like they are already invincible.

“Blow the number.” Brando started talking.

Knights turned his head and focused on the young Knight-Captain. The latter silently untied the white horn from the shoulder and held the horn with both hands.

In the vast wilderness, another low horn shrill cry sounded, and the sound wu wu resonance, as if it was the reverberation of the north wind, echoing on both sides of the Alder River.

Knights loosened the bridle, took the sword back and slashed, and stratified the lance from the saddle. The Magic signature on the White Lion Battle Armour is activated at this moment, and the magic shines into one piece.

The war horse started running in small steps and gradually added it again.

The ground roared.

……

The north wind faintly conveyed the voice of wu wu, subtly screaming through the battlefield, mixed in the snow of the sky, falling on the broken city.

Nemesis suddenly erected her ears, and she stood up from the tower, looking thoughtfully towards the direction of the perforation. There, the direction of the Old River bank is white, and in the distance is the shadow of the East Minteye forest, hanging like a cloud over the sky, the flags of various colors are faintly discernible on the horizon.

“Ms. Nemesis, you should not act now.”

Red Copper Dragon Leto walked into the tower and saw the action of Female Knight. He couldn’t help but remind him: “You’d better take a break. We can support a moment after we have a team, and I don’t know why, Buga. People seem to have left.”

“Did you hear it?”

“what?”

“Sound,” Nemesis looked back at the veteran and replied: “It’s the sound of the horn, the sound of the dragon horn bugle, which is lower than the average horn. I once heard this on the battlefield of Ampere Searl. sound.”

Leto started slightly, and thought that the lady had an illusion, but out of courtesy, he listened. But after a while, the veteran changed his face and turned and rushed out.

Nemesis also followed.

The snow on the head of the city is falling, the rebel army’s offensive seems to have temporarily stopped, and the traces of the Buga people in the sky can’t be seen. Only the camp of the rebel army in the distance is faintly discernible in the snow.

The two stood in the direction of the city, watching the direction of the old river bank, faintly seeing the rebel army’s mobilization, that direction seems to be happening.

“Look over there -” Nemesis suddenly started talking.

Leto looked through her gaze and saw a banner that opened up the rebel encirclement. The flag slammed into the noble flag of the various colors, and it seemed like a reef in the wind and rain. There is no sway in the waves.

“The direction is… Horta’s reinforcements?” He frowned. “There are too few people, they are in What are you doing, this is death!”

“No,” Nemesis hesitated for a moment: “The voice of the horn is…”

The two suddenly dumbfounded.

“Who is that?”

“Who is the army in command?”

The Trentheim soldiers in the forest look at each other in dismay. Their eyes penetrated through the shadows of the tree, watching through the woodland the lonely army that entered the noble coalition on the north bank of the Alder River.