Duke of Grief

Tens of thousands of soldiers were either uneasy or tense on the battlefield. After crossing the hillside, the city in the distance appeared in front of them, but it was never close, even in their eyes. , That city looks like a little black block that is only half their height.

The scouts raised their binoculars to observe the enemy soldiers pouring out from behind the city gates, and they could not get a panoramic view of the walls. They could only see the crowd walking out, but they could not see the Wutong crowd wearing What kind of armor can't see what their flag looks like.

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Unlike the sergeants who needed to walk, Krylov III had already put on a mage robe that was easy to move, riding a white horse, and walked uphill with his head upright.

Behind Krylov III, the nobles, who no longer had a flattering smile on their faces, were nervous, shaking and riding the horses. These docile horses were carrying a few nobility overweight. Going up the hillside and looking behind me, several deep horseshoe marks have been left.

Even these nobles did not dare to talk and laugh at this time. Originally, before the royal army was frustrated, even on the battlefield, they still looked like hippie smiles.

However, afterwards, the royal army suffered setbacks under the impact of some "intrepid fearless militia", making these nobles who thought that the battlefield was a place where they could let them play at random would no longer have the courage.

Some nobles even pretended to be ill, so they didn’t follow Krylov III to observe the battlefield, and they escaped many times on the grounds of ‘sickness’, but this time, they couldn’t escape.

As mages and nobles, they believed that the protection they carried could withstand the flow vector. As long as they didn't go up to die, they would stay in the rear without accident.

But... But are the lives of these nobles comparable to those of the untouchables?

If it weren't for Krelov III's intimidation, they would definitely not choose to go to the battlefield at this time-even if it was just behind the safety!

Because of being ignored by Krylov III, many nobles thought so indignantly.

Except for a part of the army used as a mobile force and escort, the rest of the army must be on this battlefield. Whether it is the army of the royal family, the army of the major aristocrats, or the "Mage Group", all the troops will be Press!

Even behind them, the mercenaries who walked slowly and walked like they were moving. If they did not refuse to participate in the war, they would all join the battlefield.

Kings, nobles, and senior generals will stand on the hillside, watching this war that is destined to die many people-this war that determines the ‘royalty’!

Whether Ebena El Faro won the crown and ascended to the throne, or Krelov III clenched the kingship and beheaded Ebena El Faro, depends on the outcome of this battle.

After reaching the hillside, Krylov III was dismounted. The horse is only an insurance. If he defeats and wants to retreat, he will not be able to run far. Once he disappears in front of the soldiers, then the army has almost collapsed. It’s hard to revive morale again.

If he is just a person, no matter how he escapes, it is not a problem, but he is a "king". Once a king loses popular support, his ambitions will also be burned. If he wants to face such an outcome, then Kreiro Husband III might as well die!

He looked at the city in the distance, and he believed that Ebena El Faro, like him, was standing on the wall and looking at him.

Krylov III did not expect that the decisive battle came so fast that he even caught him off guard.

He didn’t dare to think of “victory” as something at his fingertips. Although he was a bit old-fashioned, the Marquis of El Faro was called the “Eagle”. The method was very old-fashioned. According to his calculations, in the end, there will always be a family ending. It is impossible to want to rise again.

In the past few months, Krylov III felt that he had grown more than before, and his former pride and complacency had disappeared.

However, this does not mean that his corners were smoothed. On the contrary, he learned how to hide the sharp edges. When he used them, the sharp edges were already sharpened, and the day of the sheath was a blockbuster moment.

Once he did not reveal his ambitions, but now he can already frankly admit that even if it will make others fear, he will not violate his heart!

He believes that this is a king, not like his father, nor like the ancestors of various generations, but like the ancestor ‘Krelov I’ who was 500 years ago.

People call his ambition ‘ideal’, but only Krylov III understands that it’s ‘ambition’!

And his ambition is to step through this plain, break that city, and let his flag spread throughout the kingdom. Here is just the first step.

Woo--

When the horn sounded again, the loud sound penetrated the clouds and resounded through the clouds.

The soldiers stopped, the knights soothed the war horse, and looked up into the distance, the enemy was there, and even now they could see nothing.

The Knight Knight looked up and then frowned slightly, "There is someone over there..."

The army from various territories stood in three rows. The army at the front was the army of Rezer, and the army from the mourning wind stood in the second row.

The various armies are distinct and separated from each other by more than fifteen feet, so as not to affect others.

The army led by the sad wind stands at the end of the right side of the second row. Generally speaking, the army in this position is most suitable as a mobile unit.

It was here that Knight Knight planned to observe the place, but unexpectedly saw the presence of a man in the middle of the plain.

The man was sitting on a stone, and others might not be able to see clearly, and could not tell, but the Knight Knight saw,'sharp eyes like an eagle' is not a description, but his eyes, really a pair 'Eagle eye'.

"Someone?" The Tosolo knight standing next to the Lund knight also frowned~www.NovelMTL.com~ At this time, there are people in this place? "

"That's one..." The Lund Knight narrowed his eyes and tried to see more clearly, but at this distance, even the Lund Knight could only recognize one silhouette.

"Should you be wearing armor?" Knight Knight said with some uncertainty.

Woo--

"go ahead!!!"

Before the Lund Knight had responded, the officers in the army in front screamed at the same time.

Then, in the mysterious eyes of the knights of the mourning wind, the army in front of them began to advance slowly, because apart from their mourning wind, no army could equip all the soldiers with a war horse.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Even if the pace is not neat, the sound made by nearly ten thousand people is still so loud. With a tense and heavy pace, the sergeant embarked on a battlefield that may never return.

There is no doubt that it must be Krelov III's order, otherwise, these troops will not choose to advance at the same time.

But what about inspiring before the war?

Despite some doubts, the Cavaliers chose to keep up with the pace, otherwise it would be difficult for them to provide support immediately after the current battle.

In the eyes of Lund Knight, the enemy's army also chose to advance at the same time, which made him incredible.

Although he could not hear it, he also felt that the enemy's army did not have any pre-war encouragement. For a while, this made the knights' minds a little confused and they were a little difficult to accept.

The two armies kept approaching, and were about to approach the middle of the plain. At this time, the people of other armies also discovered the existence of that person.

Then, they suddenly thought of a rant:

"Stop!"