Duke of Grief

The clear wind blew across the plain, blowing the grass's waist.

Snow has long stopped, and winter has come to an end. Snow melts and spring comes. The light wind brings not only the coolness of the morning, but also the light of dawn.

The rising sun dispelled the darkness, and Ms. Night completed the day's tasks, chasing her wayward, first-going sister disappeared into the sky, and the sun radiating light and heat illuminated the sky and the earth.

"what……"

The night watchman yawned and narrowed his eyes to see the ray of light in the sky. At this moment, the silence in the night seemed to have disappeared.

Insects, birds, and birds, fearing the cold winter in the south, restarted their activities. When this spring had just arrived, they seemed to have been eager to return to the south. They took off their wings on branches, fluttered their wings, and flew into the sky. .

The breath of spring is bred under the ground, and a small life burst out of the ground. The verdant grass tips broke through the winter blockade. In the early spring, where the cold has not completely retreated, it stands on the ground.

Even if the light wind flexed their waists, after the light wind passed, they were able to straighten their waist bars again.

Because of their weakness, they have to obey the orders of other ‘powerhouses’. Even a gust of wind is stronger than them, but after the wind passes, they are able to regain the ‘arrogance’ of daring to face the cold again.

When these weeds started to challenge the cold once a year again, the barracks behind the hillside began to get busy.

The soldiers' faces were tight and their lips were tight. When they communicated, they also tried to be as brief as possible. Things that can be said in one sentence will never say the second sentence.

They are carrying armaments, carrying food, and checking whether they will use siege equipment. After a good night's rest, the mages have begun to prepare their spells today.

Scrolls written in obscure text have filled a quarter of the warehouse. These magic scrolls have been properly kept, and soldiers are patrolling and stationing around at any time.

The knights also woke up, some people were wiping their armor and weapons, some were doing daily exercises, but the amount of training was not as large as usual, because they had to ensure that their bodies could maintain an optimal In terms of state, it will not cause fatigue in the body due to exercise.

Wildflowers are hidden in the weeds, and the spring breeze arrives, so these flowers are not buds, but these flowers do not seem to have the chance to bloom...

Daddy--

"call out--"

A whistle sounded in front of the hillside with the sound of a horseshoe, and the returning scout dismounted before the camp gate, and dragged the horse into the barracks.

Some of them looked back and saw the sun pouring, and behind the backlit slopes, many places in the barracks were still in shadow.

The warm and warm sun rises slowly, reflecting the magnificent spring colors, and sprinkles the breath of life for this land.

These flowers and plants are destined to grow and die, just like the busy and tight soldiers, they are scalding and preparing for the final pre-war.

The air is heavy because they have to use their full strength every time they breathe. At this time, their minds are only blank, focusing on the tasks assigned to them by their bosses. At the same time, they also widened their eyes, afraid of this last. What's wrong with the preparation-this is a big deal related to their lives!

And Krylov III did not get up later than the soldiers. Before the scout returned to the barracks, he made all preparations, whether it was ‘spell’ or ‘staff deployment’, he had already completed these tasks.

Now, he just needs to wait for the moment...

However, it was this dull wait that made Krelov III even more upset.

With three days as a buffer period, Krylov III's mind seemed to be a lot easier. He thought a lot during these three days, and felt more and more wrong with himself.

Why were you so excited at the beginning? Just because'victory is at your fingertips'?

Thinking of this, Krylov III himself felt a little funny. Why did he think that if his army collided with the army of the Marquis of El Faro, he would definitely win?

Why did he think so? What has been affected? If it was influenced by EBNER El Faro, it's okay to say, but at that time the amulet and the camp were able to defend against many spells.

In this case, if it is possible to affect yourself so far apart, wouldn’t Ebena El Faro already become a demigod?

Except for the Marquis of El Faro, the biggest suspect is the ‘that demon’, the demon who calls himself ‘Estrom’!

First of all, the demon has a very strong psionic power, which has been confirmed from the beginning;

Secondly, although amulets and magic circles can protect against harmful spells, what if that is not a harmful spell, but a kind of ‘inspired spirit’ ability?

In addition, the demon came here to collect souls. If he should not fight, then the next is the boring offensive and defensive tug-of-war. The battle will not be too fierce, waiting for other nobles who regained power to come to support After that, the defeat of Ebena El Faro can be foreseen. After that, it is destined that no more people will die on the battlefield, and the demon cannot collect the souls of the soldiers who fought and died. .

Thinking of these, Krylov III seriously recalled the scene at the time. At that time, he only felt the euphoria. Besides, there was no strange feeling.

If you think about it this way, then the suspicion of that devil is indeed the biggest...

However, Krylov III will not call it out at this time to ask about it. If he is caught in the grass at this time, then he may not only lose a rogue who has the qualification to become a "legend", can he keep his own Life and reputation are still a big problem.

And even if you really ask, the demon will not tell the truth, so no matter whether you ask or not, the end result is the same, so why bother?

When Nuanyang completely left the horizon, the soldiers began to wear armor, and the knight's attendants also put on armor for themselves, and the knights waiting for themselves wear heavy plate armor.

When the soldiers were stubborn and sharp ~www.NovelMTL.com~ with heavy breathing, the queue stood neatly in front of their chiefs, the horn was also blown!

Woo--

Woo--

Woo--

After the horn was blown, the veterans calmed down, but took a deep breath and tried to calm down the fierce heartbeat, and the first time they participated in the war, the recruits who lived to the present were full of blanks.

They couldn't help but clenched their weapons, but after the veterans and their officers standing beside them found out, they screamed directly.

Before the war, these recruits would always waste their strength in such a place. After waiting on the battlefield, if their minds are still sober, they will find that their power consumption is much faster than other people, which is also difficult for recruits. One of the reasons to survive on the battlefield.

But up to now, the original recruits have also gone through several wars. It stands to reason that such low-level mistakes should not be made again.

But it turns out that the phrase'decisive battle' has a greater psychological impact on them than imagined.

In order not to let these recruits waste their energy because of their own tension, they dragged themselves down on the battlefield. At this time, the veterans often swear at the recruits around them and distract them. This is also the acquiescence of the officers.

The front camp door was slowly pushed open, and heavy-faced soldiers followed their respective officers, taking different steps to the hillside in front of the barracks.

On the hillside, the scouts saw that the city gate in the distance was slowly pulled open, and raised the monoculars in their hands. They saw the sergeant coming out of the fish, also like the soldiers behind them, wearing armor and holding Weapons, slowly out.

call--

A gust of wind whizzed past, curling up drafts and dust, and drifting away with the last trace of coldness in the air.

The moment of decisive battle has finally arrived!