Duke of Grief

"Krelov III will have a quick battle"

Marquis El Faro raised his eyebrows, looking at the round mirror in front of him, feeling a little surprised.

The round mirror in front of him is connected with several detection magic eyes, and he can switch the viewing angle at any time, so he can see that the two echelons behind him have also started to move forward.

But what really surprised him was not that Krylov III wanted to make a quick decision, but that the spy he had installed on Krylov III had not sent him news for a long time.

If the spy didn’t send the news back before and could say that he was afraid of playing grass and snakes, then this news is undoubtedly very important now

Even if Marquis El Faro knew he must die here today, he never thought of losing.

It doesn't matter if you can't win, but if he can win, why doesn't he win?

After hearing the news, an idea flashed in the head of Marquis El Faro that the spy had betrayed him

Although this idea has no basis, but in the eyes of the spy, it may be more beneficial for Krylov III to win the war. If Marquis El Faro himself did not want to die after winning the war Now

But this is not a strange idea. Marquis El Faro himself thinks so. If he loses the war, the situation will become more favorable for the spy.

"Do you think carefully at this time?"

The Marquis of El Faro smiled and shook his head, and issued an order to the rest of the army, "The whole army will attack, regardless of winning or losing, quick battle and quick decision"

There was no answer on the other side of the communication stone, but the Marquis of El Faro knew that his army had understood what he meant, so he did not need their answer at all.

The Marquis of El Faro looked back at the empty city and sighed.

"You regret it" glanced at her husband, and Feili asked with a smile.

"Of course not" Marquis El Faro withdrew his eyes and refocused his attention on the battlefield. "I just want to know how much time is needed, but now it seems that we have enough time. Ha, yes, Philly. Madam, are you going to have a romantic breakfast? After all, this may be our last meal."

Looking at the maid who has accompanied him for decades, Marquis El Faro smiled and said affectionately: "Although there is no candlelight, roses, dresses, treasures, nothing, but I have a copy that keeps you fifty Six years and three months of love on twenty-one days, so, can I invite you to a romantic breakfast, Ms. Phillip."

Feili covered her mouth and chuckled, "Of course, Mr. Ebner, I have already prepared it. Although it is just some cold soup, it is also in line with our current situation. Isn't the rotten person, the person who is about to be eliminated? I ate some cold soup before the last battle, don’t you think this is an elegant thing?"

"But the main thing is that we don't have a cook anymore, right?" Marquis El Faro blinked playfully.

Feili smiled and clapped her hands, then several ghosts flew up with the cold soup she said.

The sky was dark somehow, and the sun was no longer able to illuminate the land. Thick dark clouds blocked the sun from the outside, like covering the sky with a curtain.

The ghost still maintains the beauty of her life, but their faces have been distorted at this time. Even when facing the master, the greasy face on their faces has not changed.

The coldness emanating from these ghosts did not affect the dining of Marquis El Faro and Philippe. After the dark clouds covered the sun, the temperature dropped again, and the soldiers in front fought while resisting the cold that gradually attached to them. .

The war had begun, but Grush was unable to stop it. He sweated and pulled the wounded aside, knelt down to treat the wounded.

"Hold back"

Grush shouted to the soldier with a sword in his waist, his hands did not stop, and the leaked intestines were stuffed back into the soldier. At the same time, a roll of bandage was taken from the soldier's arms. It is also the only place where the royal army is better than the black army. At least Krylov III gave the soldiers a chance to save themselves, so that they will not die so easily.

However, few injured soldiers can wait for the chance to be treated, often before that, they are already dead

In front of him, a wound was opened in the flanks of the injured soldier, and his intestines leaked out. At this time, he could only lie on the ground and wept bitterly, "I will die, I will die."

"Shut up" Grush lifted the wounded soldier's waist with one hand and tied the bandage with one hand. "You won't die. As long as you lie down, you won't die."

After tying the bandage with both hands, Grush wiped the sweat on his forehead, then turned to prepare to treat the next wounded. Now he can’t stop the war, but he can try to reduce the number of deaths on both sides. Lower, no matter whether it is a soldier of Krylov III or a soldier of the Marquis of El Faro, he will drag it here for treatment, because of the strong strength he has shown before, no one has dared to disturb them.

But he did not expect that the wounded soldier who had just laid on the ground had grabbed his heel.

Grush looked down, the wounded soldier was panic-stricken, he begged, "Please, don’t go, they will kill me, they will kill me."

"No, there are people who need me to treat them, they still have a chance to survive"

Grush did not hesitate for too long. He looked at the wounded soldiers lying next to the wounded, not only the soldiers of the royal army, but also the soldiers of the black army. "They care about me, so they will not come. Do not worry"

With that said, Glush rushed into the battlefield with his long sword again.

The wounded soldier showed his despair after Grush left.

He didn’t mean that the enemies would come here to kill them to gain warfare. He was talking about the black army soldiers lying beside him.

These guys are not human at all

The wounded soldier lay on his back on the ground, his waist and abdomen was hit hard, and he looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky with his eyes silently, sobbing silently.

He cannot escape now, nor can he take up arms to kill those monsters, so he will die

"Lund, hit the commander again"

The Kyle knight raised his spear and let out a growl, while the Lund knight on one side rode on a bumpy horseback, holding a short bow, without being affected by anything.

At the next moment, the arrow of Knight Lund penetrated the gap between several soldiers, penetrated the head of an enemy officer, and nailed the soldier behind the commander to the ground, "I am already doing"

"Tosoro and I lead people into the enemy line to open the way, Rodriguez and Suman prepare"

Between this pause, the Kyle Knight killed two enemy cavalry with a spear, "impacting the enemy method division"

Rodriguez Cavaliers and Suman Cavaliers did not reply~www.NovelMTL.com~ but they had already tightened their reins.

The Rodrigue Knight is different from everyone else, because everyone else rides on a warhorse, except that he rides on a dragon, because the warhorse is completely unable to bear his heavy shield, his existence is to defend his comrades More damage, so the more conspicuous the better.

The sorrowful army joined the battlefield, even though the knights did not use the halo skills, they were still able to break through like a sharp knife, and at once cut through the formation of the army under Marquis of El Faro. .

The Knights of Kyle took this army of full cavalry to attack from the left. The cavalry who resisted them in the front were all shot down by them. Even if they did not die, they did not have much combat power, so then this momentum, they directly rushed into the enemy Fang Junzheng.

What surprised them was that the enemy did not feel ashamed after seeing them join the battlefield. Instead, like the militia before them, they were not afraid of death, and they stood in front of them with flesh and blood.

But this did not surprise the Kyle Knight. The Tosolo Knight had mentioned this matter with him before, and now it is the time of the decisive battle, so it is not a strange thing that the Marquis of El Faro will use his army.

But what really puzzled him was that this was true of all soldiers. Isn't this a side effect? ​​Otherwise, Marquis El Faro should consider what to do after victory.

Now these soldiers on the battlefield should be most of his strength

"Kyle, left and right"

The Tosolo knight interrupted the Kyle knight's guess. The Kyle knight didn't think much, because even if it was just a few words, he understood the meaning of the Tosoro knight.

"Soldiers, follow me to the left to open the way for the Knights of Rodriguez and Knights of Suman"