Chapter 109 The War in Lothern
In front of the Phoenix King's Court in Lothern, Tyrion was leading the garrison to resist a large number of black-clad troops.
After the war council stopped, portals appeared in several locations in Lothern, and many Druchi troops emerged from them. I don’t know when there were a large number of Druchi lurking in the city of Lothern, as well as some who had mixed with high-level officers. Everyone was Druzi's spy, which caused the situation in Lothern to fall into chaos for a while, making it difficult for the command to reach the grassroots.
The descendant of Aenarion picked up the ancestor's Sun Sword and released a burst of flames. The fire elemental spirit in the sword began to explode under his control. A pillar of fire burned the three Dread Spearmen in front of him into charcoal.
Then he jumped forward and, relying on his bloody courage and martial arts, swung his long sword. The high temperature carried by the Yang Yan Sword evaporated the blood of the Druzi soldiers, and a scorched black scar appeared on his neck, which was already lifeless.
Just when he wanted to continue rushing into the Druzi army and continue killing, Tyrion felt the blood in his body calling him. Even the physical pleasure he got between the beds could not match the pleasure brought by this killing. .
A familiar voice made him suppress his blood lust a little, "Tyrion! Come back, you are a general now, not a soldier!" Colin Lion Sword, senior White Lion Guard, Tyrion
's The martial arts teacher was one of the few people he respected.
The teacher's words made him regain some of his consciousness, but he was a little unwilling to do so. He slashed and killed two Druchi head-on, roared angrily, and the veins on his neck popped out, "Ah!" After roaring angrily, he returned to the spearmen's position
. , they have been in a stalemate here for a long time, and the overall situation is tilting towards Asul. The Druzi in the city have gradually paid off after sending troops to the princes' estates.
Especially the Claws of Caledor's Patunuin. They had a team of a hundred men stationed in Lothern. After Adela ordered them to attack as the manor manager, they quickly paid off the Druzi near the Dragon Prince's manor. Its efficiency makes people think of the Sword Master of Hoth.
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Oliveira, many people like to call him a loser. He was born in a remote village around Windhowl City. He tried to join the Mountain Patrol thirty years ago, but was eliminated because he was not strong-willed enough. Then there were the fortress guards in the Dragon's Back Mountains, but they still didn't get this honor.
After joining the standing army to no avail, he settled down in Tal Windhowl City as a hunter and farmer.
After Imrik issued a summons to expand the army on a large scale, he got his wish and joined the Dragon Lord's army. He performed well during the training. He wanted to join the Dragon Halberd Guard when it expanded its recruitment, but to no avail. , even the current Claws of Patunyuin only reluctantly join when there are vacancies.
He picked up the enchanted sword obtained from the Vaal Anvil. It was a luxury equipment that he had never thought of, and the same was true for the armor on his body. After eighty-eight blessings from the Vaal priests, no one had been able to penetrate it. Armor made of Ysrama silver and steel.
"Let's go." With the captain's order, they will kill all the Druzi who dare to stay near the prince's manor. Their appearance has tarnished the glory of the dragon lord.
The sword team of a hundred people was ready to attack. Their goal this time was to attack the Druchi stronghold on the opposite bridge.
As long as that stronghold is removed, the battle in the southwest of Lothern City will be over. The garrison has already given priority to protecting the Phoenix King and the residents. Each prince's estate or embassy will have to deal with the threat of Druzi on its own.
A team of two hundred and fifty people continued to approach the bridge. The bridge was three hundred meters long. If they chose to advance recklessly, they would be attacked by enemy crossbows. This was the reason why this stronghold was not taken down immediately in the past few days.
The captain of the Claws of Patunion asked a mage wearing a yellow mage robe next to him, "Can your magic shield withstand Druchi's crossbow shots?" The
mage poked his head out of the bunker and looked at the length of the bridge. As well as the approximate number of Druzi's troops on the opposite side, he calculated the time and said, "Thirty seconds at most, and I won't be able to provide spell support in the future." "That's
enough." Then the captain ordered the archers recruited from the surroundings and said, "We Will directly attack that stronghold and provide long-range fire support."
After everything was arranged, the captain organized a stormtrooper and mounted horses to prepare for the attack, because Fenubar had previously imposed laws on the military forces of various kingdoms stationed in Lothern. Changes, Caledor has no cavalry stationed in Lothern, which makes the sudden attack capability somewhat insufficient. Fifteen people mounted war horses during the general attack, and Oliveira was one of them. If you want to become a direct force of the Dragon Lord, the first thing you need is loyalty, and the second thing is bravery. Counting the distance from here to the stronghold, the total There are five hundred meters, and these five hundred meters may be the line between life and death.
Picking up a shield, after the metal mage cast a spell, a bright yellow light began to appear on everyone's bodies, and the effect of the shining robe appeared on them, which made their armor stronger. Unless it was a siege crossbow level, otherwise It is impossible to penetrate this magical shield and the proud work of the Vaal priests.
The captain nodded to the others, placed the sword under the shield, and when facing the enemy, dropped the shield to fight.
With a flick of the reins, the fifteen people began to charge towards the stronghold, and others began to follow. The really dangerous distance was on the bridge. Although the attack distance of Druchi's crossbow arrows was not as long as that of the Assur bow, short-range shooting would More deadly.
Oliveira used his shield to cover his upper body, leaving only his eyes exposed. He had already seen many black crossbowmen raising their black crossbows and shooting at him. The crossbow arrows followed the trend, hitting the shield with a sound of breaking through the air, and the iron sheet wrapped it. It is difficult for a wooden shield to completely resist such shots. The arrows of more than a dozen crossbow arrows have penetrated the iron skin of the shield and protruded from the inner wooden layer.
The shining robe achieved good results, but the first round of shooting did not achieve very good results. When the Black Crossbowmen were preparing for the second round of shooting, the elven archers had already put their hands on the bowstrings, and the first thing they focused on was Those who operate black crossbows.
As a soldier who has been fighting for a long time, Druzi naturally has experience in fighting against Asur. A row of shield-wielding black crossbowmen replaced the people in the front row. The crossbows in their hands had already started shooting at the elven archers.
"Get down!" Seeing this situation, the captain of the archer unit knew that he could not resist forcefully. For the sake of his future reputation, he gave up the operation to cover the Caledonians. The bridge had a fence a little over two meters high. , are all made of marble, which is sufficient as a bunker.
Upon hearing the captain's instructions, the archers could only shoot the arrows placed on the bowstrings at will, and then lie on the ground waiting for the end of the shooting.
"These cowards!" The Claw of Patunyuin, who was charging with his fellow riders in the front row, cursed in his heart when he saw the behavior of these cowards.
These archers were all recruited from the surrounding areas and were from Lothern. These people who only valued their lives and money seemed to have no idea what battlefield discipline was.
Oliveira didn't know this situation. He only saw more than fifty fear spearmen gathered at the bridge entrance, preparing to resist the charge. The trident-style spear in his hand was placed on the crescent gap of the shield, pointing directly at the Charging Claws of Pathunuin.
But Patunion's Claw was not a serious cavalry. After pulling the reins to force the horse to stop, the Caledonians jumped off the horse, threw their shields on the ground, raised the sword in their hands, and began to attack Du Lu Qi's position attack.
Oliveira followed the captain to attack. He couldn't wait to get rid of the title of loser. The spear of the Dread Spearman may be sharp, but it cannot stop the heart of a Caledonian who longs for honor.
The bridge entrance was eight meters wide, and the first fifteen people to charge had to face at least three spears each. Oliveira first cut off a spear that was reaching for him, and then used his strength to hit the fear with his shoulder. The spearman's shield had no effect, and the Druchi behind him was dissolving the power layer by layer.
But Oliveira didn't care about this failure. Instead, he leaned down and, under the cover of the Dread Spearman's shield, thrust the sword in his hand into the crack between the shields.
After successfully stabbing someone, he rotated his hand, gritted his teeth and pulled hard to the left. With this person's incredible strength, the fearful spearman who was stabbed in the body was like a roasted suckling pig being pierced with an iron pick. Colliding towards his fellow Druchi.
Vacancies began to appear in the front line from Oliveira. The enchanted sword easily cut through Drucci's armor. The blood from the same source spattered on his body, but this only aroused his fighting spirit. These Duruchi Qi must die!
"Vani, Varni!" Oliveira, known as the loser, is inspiring his comrades. This is Caledo's war cry, calling for revenge and death.
The stumps and broken arms fell to the ground with the slashes of the sword. Blood was flowing in the white marble cracks on the ground of Lothern. Under the bright sunshine, the blood would soon be engraved here forever.
(End of chapter)