The first time, the hot-blooded guy

For more than 300 years, the battle between the Rose Empire and the Odin Empire has been a tug-of-war. Every time I can attack each other's land, but I can't stay for a long time.

The Rose people are not adapted to the cold and dryness of the north. Similarly, the Odin people are not adapted to the warmth and humidity of the south.

It's just a Rhine River, just a Hallelujah Mountains, but a mountain and water create a completely different climate between the north and south of the continent.

The cold wind blows down from the plateau in a huge valley in the mountains not far from the north bank, forming a strong wind belt about a few miles wide in the area about a hundred miles north bank of the Rhine.

The wind blows every day. Except for noon and late at night, it is endless, regardless of cold or summer.

A long time ago, the Flame Legion suffered a big loss in that area. Of course, everything is always relative, and the wind belt also brings great trouble to the barbarians.

At least it's not so easy for their weight to pass through that area.

As for going eastward, the place where the wind is weak is weak, but it is a large area of swamp death. Among them, there are warcrafts and miasma. No one can survive there except before the extremely deep dark magician. Not to mention passing through the army.

To the east, after a flat area of about hundreds of miles, there is a strange forest full of dead trees. It is said that it is the place where the grievances gather after the enemies of God die. In fact, it is part of the homes of the elves, the last ancient battlefield that has been desolate for thousands of years, the pseudo-gods and traitors. There is a ghost in my heart, or something else. So far, no one cares about the large death forest, and no one dares to enter.

After another smooth journey to the east, it is the sea.

The East China Sea is turbulent, and the impact on the coast forms a huge whirlpool in that area, and there is also no one to cross.

This is the obstacle between the north and the south, and it is also the reason why the three corps are stationed in these places.

With so many fierce zones between the two empires, coupled with the turbulent Rhine River, the two sides can only consume each other's national strength in a very clumsy way, and that's all.

However, the battlefields in the three areas are thousands of miles away, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses are stuffed in between, which is just barely enough. With the weakening of national strength, Rose has not fought back for a long time.

This time, Duke Robert made up his mind.

You must take the opportunity to beat Odin hard once. For a hundred years, Rose has gradually made Odin arrogant and forget that the three major armies of the empire are not only defensive troops.

Take today as an example, these thousands of people dare to attack the defense zone of the Royal Knights, and even attack in batches, which is like adding fuel, which was incredible a hundred years ago.

The soldiers can't understand the slight tilt of the balance of the war, but as the commander, he is worried, and His Majesty is even more worried. He can't think about the things of the previous dynasty and the things of his descendants.

Meglin doesn't know these yet.

All he knew was that he had become the flag of the whole army.

The two dragons that brighted the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and shocked the two armies were fierce, destroying hundreds of people from the other party in one roll. This is what only a great magician can do. He actually did it by relying on the guidance of Eurofield and the magic reserve of Wells.

When he got up and held the knife and moved forward, Meglin rushed through his own results just now, under the escort of five infantrymen who had already thrown five bodies to the ground. He suddenly stopped.

The magician has a special feeling for the magician. He feels that the one lying on the ground must be the magician.

Dark magician!

Seeing that Maglin stopped, the five soldiers were on guard in all directions and looked at him with concern.

Arles in their hearts picked up the helmet of the Odin soldier with a sword, and the Odin man with white frost on his frozen face was still slightly exhaling white gas and did not die.

Maglin frowned, looked at the guy's eyes looking at the sky, looking at himself, the other party's white face, colorless lips, and empty eyes, which was disgusting!

Maglin cut a knife and opened his armor. The other party gasped, and his body bound by cold iron relaxed. He seemed to be a little better than the situation just now. The winter sun was weakly sprinkled on the battlefield full of corpses after the ice and fire, and Maglin's shadow shrouded him.

There is such a balance in the world. A strong warrior can always have the possibility of counterattack when he is hit with a knife, while the magician has no possibility to stand up because of his physical fragility. On the contrary, under the attack of magic, the martial artist is often unable to resist this kind of torture from spirit to body, but the magician can I can struggle.

The premise is that the gap between the two sides should not be too big. And the magic power that Maiglin just exerted far exceeds that of the other party, and the dark magician is only some consciousness now unwilling.

"Dark Magician!" Maglin said in a low voice.

Hearing these five syllables, the other party suddenly opened his eyes, and Maglin cut his head without hesitation. After being attacked by magic, half of the opponent's teeth were shattered by the knife force, the head rolled, and the blood in the neck was no longer flowing.

"Is it a dark magician?"

"Yes, look at his logo. I just wanted to sneak up on us, and I almost killed him." Maglin has deserved to be the leader of these five people.

At this time, Yasen had rushed to Maglin's side.

At the same time, Duke Robert has also pulled out his sword. The ice trembled a little. To the east, Maglin saw a large group of cavalry rushing to the other side!

"Dear Arsen, Maglin's magician killed a dark magician."

"Your Excellency, please inform the brothers in front of you immediately." Maglin said.

Yasen nodded heavily: "Good job. You, go and inform your brothers immediately, don't give those guys a chance! Maglin, are you good at martial arts?

"Alleed." Maglin smiled.

"Follow me."

"Yes, sir."

Maglin took a personal guard and turned over, handed him his war horse, and got on the horse immediately. Arsen roared, and Maglin followed him and rushed forward.

On the horse's back, not far ahead, you can see more troops rushing into the north shore from the east.

The soil on the north coast is black and yellow.

In the distance, a white wind belt that now seems not thick is between heaven and earth, and not far away, there is a big camp of the Odin people.

The Royal Knights are gathering, and a few troops are chasing the barbarians who have just turned back. Some barbarians have fled to the camp. Maglin looked around. There are many cases on the left and right sides.

Unconsciously, looking carefully, there were no more than ten thousand barbarians wailing under the sword of the Royal Knights.

And the other party's camp is within two miles ahead.

The black silver axe flag of the Odin Empire fluttered, the door of the battalion has been opened, and Odin's main army is gathering outside the battalion, and the situation is not just beginning. It has been started for a while.

"Did they just want to attack on a large-scale?"

"Not bad." Yasen looked at Maglin with approval: "Meglin, from now on, you are my own soldier. Follow me."

"Yes, my lord."

"Order my brother to come back immediately. Hurry up." Yasen, who was looking happy, suddenly heard an arrow roar not far behind him, and he roared.

Several cavalrymen immediately went forward to gather the brothers who were chasing the enemy. Other troops also sounded the trumpet of gathering troops. The cavalry of the Royal Knights were not far from Maglin, and they had already gathered.

They divided some soldiers to take over the task of the infantry and began to be on guard.

The Odins on the opposite side also arranged some cavalry to move forward.

Soon, the first wave of fighting between the two sides began. There are always people who are constantly injured or even killed in battle. Every time the enemy is cut down, there will always be a cheer in each other's camp.

In front of Maglin, Yasen's troops had been assembled, and Yasen turned to the main force of General Lamore on the right with his soldiers. Maglin followed him and looked at the plain on the north bank. The battle between the two sides slowly spread out little by little.

Suddenly, there were cheers.

Maglin turned around and looked to the southeast.

Asen in front of him was also shouting loudly. It was the flag of Duke Robert flying, surrounded by thousands of Duke's direct elite cavalry. Even if it was a distance, Maglin could see the burly figure of Duke Robert in gold armor under his big flag. It is unforgettable that Duke Robert actually carried a huge tomahawk in his hand!

is a long-handled black tomahawk!

And there is a sword in his back. The scarlet cloak hunted, and in the forest of knives and guns raised by countless soldiers, Duke Robert joined the battlefield first.

The battlefield was calm again, and the drums of Robert's army sounded, and the drums were heavy, making the flag flutter.

Maglin saw the flag of General Lamore in front of his army waved twice and then pointed forward. The Iron Wall Legion began to move forward. Just when Maglin thought it was just like this, the Iron Wall Legion stopped in front of the whole army.

At the same time, the cavalry has been transferred to the two wings of the legion.

Blessed by Toyasen, the main force of the tough generals, Maglin was lucky to stand in the position of the first group of the whole army.

Opposite, under the escort of the equipment of the battalion and the peripheral cavalry, the Odins are still in formation. Their large array is exactly the same as the rose's army, the classical middle-step riding wings.

General Lamore is not far behind Maglin, and Duke Robert is in the second group behind General Lamore.

side by side with the Lamore Legion is another heavy infantry regiment. Looking at the sign on the flag, Maglin was guessing that Yasen had introduced disdainfully: "That's the army of Dwarf Oke. The damn guy claims to be the first in the attack. What's the ability to say that defense is. Our general almost hacked him to death because of this last time.

"This is the trump card against the trump card!"

Maglin smiled and thought that he did not have a real sense of belonging to the Lamore Legion. He deeply knew that he did not belong to the Lamore Legion. Therefore, his examination of both sides was relatively more objective.

After watching each other's military appearance, Maglin can't help thinking that the other party's legion is not weak compared with his own legion.

In fact, it's right to think about it. If it's a fish brisket force, how can the Duke arrange it to the first group?

Just as Maglin was looking around, the drums stopped behind him, and the sound of horses' hoofs was getting closer and closer, as if another cavalry had joined the battlefield.

"His Royal Highness Prince Ribery has arrived." Yasen shouted loudly, "Brothers, it's Prince Ribery."

Is it Ribery?

Prince Ribery, who has never met but is taken care of? Ribery, the emperor of the future empire.

Maglin suddenly turned around. He saw a group of cavalry pouring into the battlefield in the open space on the side of Duke Robert, and another golden general came into his sight under the banner of the Rose Emperor.

From afar, he is not very burly, especially when he came to Duke Robert, and the two armies merged into one.

The imperial flag, Robert's flag, and the flag of the legion were erected in the Chinese army. Under the three banners, surrounded by the flags of legion commanders at all levels, and then down, they are the flags of thousands of lieutenants at all levels.

At the moment when the military array was completed, the cavalry who had been on guard before the order of the Knights turned back from both sides of the military array one after another. It was almost almost the time, and the Odin's military array had also been completed.

You can faintly hear the white in the distance. With the sound of whimpering, on the plain, on the side of the mountain, the white wind belt caused by the cold wind wrapped in ice and snow has become only the finger thickness. At this time of the day, the wind will always weaken for a while. Otherwise, the Odins could not pass through the area that was only a few miles wide and almost Marco passed.

The wind belt seems to be a little smaller?

There was a noise in the Odin army. A guy seemed to be boosting morale, and then the whole army was pandering. Then, waves of cheers sounded like this.

A miles and a half away, the other party began to push forward after boosting morale.

"Idiot." Maglin cursed in a low voice.

Ged the other party the opportunity to form a formation, but in a blink of an eye, they gave up the benefits of their camp. What on earth are they going to do? Looking at the already dense and neat Odin army, once it moved, it immediately became loose. The barbarians stamped their feet hard, and about five or six thousand Chinese infantry trampled on the earth and kept trembling.

Every time I stamp my feet, I roar loudly: "Whew, whit!"

The cavalry on both sides also followed them slowly in this way. Maglin asked in surprise, "Stor Yasen, do the Odins attack like this?"

"Don't look down on them, boy. At first, I thought so, but when the Odin people were in the field, their individual quality made up for this organizational deficiency.

"They are inviting the battle. You see, if our army doesn't move, these guys are not stupid.

Not long after Yasen finished his words, the other party shouted and began to reorganize the military formation again. Dozens of steps forward and organize once? In this way, Maglin watched the other party slowly advance within a miles of his army.

In the end, the two sides were only separated by three arrows.

Maglin can also see the appearance of the general wearing a bull-headed helmet. Unlike the imperial army, the general of the other side actually jumped before the horse army.

In this case, the guy carried a tomahawk like the Duke and galloped back and forth in front of the army, boosting the morale of his subordinates at the cost of horsepower. The loud shouts of the Odin people are earth-shaking and dizzying.

Maiglin frowned. Listening to the barbarian's whistling, he stared at the other party's army. Some of the infantry in the middle of the front row was different from other soldiers. They were all wearing more distinctive armor and holding shields. What they were holding was actually a tomahawk in their hands, just like the barbarian general.

"It turned out to be an idiot like Sucol." Yasen scolded fiercely: "No wonder I have to hit my own flag."

Wither waiting for Maglin to ask, the soldiers around him had already laughed.

Yasen also smiled: "This idiot is indeed a brave man, but he is a real fool. The tomahawk in the Duke's hand was robbed by him. The last battle was a month before you came. That guy went crazy and charged in person with his own guards, breaking through our defense line. To be honest, this guy is really strong. But when it was critical, the Duke came.

Looking at Maglin staring at him, Yasen shrugged his shoulders: "Then he lost and lost all his weapons. I guess it will be cleaned up by the master when I go back. According to the other party's military rules, if the weapons are lost, they must have been demoted to the end. Maybe he is not much nobler than his slaves now, and he is not qualified to fight the swaggering double axe flag.

"Double Axe Flag."

"Yes, he used to take two axes or long axes, but now he is robbed of one by the Duke. What face do you think he has to hit the double axe flag? I think the adult knew it was him and deliberately brought an axe to humiliate him. Poor guy." Arsen sneered.

Maglin couldn't help laughing. The other party, Sukoer, really had a rough fate, but it was absolutely powerful to escape his life under the Duke.

As he was talking, the other side's army suddenly became quiet.

The general actually pushed forward.

"Oh, shout again. For so many years, Odin people always like to show off. It means that you are very good at fighting. Well, brothers, shout with me later. Yasen Road.

Sucol has run within two arrows, but only about 300 steps.

Maglin looked at the other party riding on a tall black horse, wearing a clumsy ancient knight's armor and a large iron helmet with horns, and the long axe was dragged behind the horse.

He began to shout: "Lord Robert, I, Sucol of the Odin Empire, asked for a duel with you. Odin's warrior will prove his bravery and save his reputation with blood. If you are a soldier, you will agree to a warrior's request!"

"Idiot." Yasen split his hand fiercely.

The iron-walled thousand-person team of iron-walled neatly scolded: "Idiot!"

"Fighting arrows!" Lamor gave the order with great no manner.

A large group of archers rushed out of the cracks between infantry and cavalry. Sucol turned around and ran and scolded, "You weak men, Robert, you incarrty man, are wild..."

What? Is it scolding me that my Keres's bloodline is not pure and the door style is not good? Maglin suddenly became hot-blooded, furious, and rushed out!