But there is a final reef among the waves of this cup.
“Jazz is still there!”
“Sir Vallar they retired to the Golden Fortress.”
When he read the third time, Knight’s face stunned and headed, and trembled: “Jazz Laval Sir Laval is still there.”
Many people are stunned.
In the Vala, there is a place called the Shet, a brown river that flows through it.
Above the fertile soil, a group of people fought against the mountain people. They were descendants of Kirrlutzian, but they were not allowed in the mainstream society of the empire. The Shelter people like to ridicule the imperial people’s fortunes, because they are descendants of the warrior, and for decades, every Shelter hated the empire for their betrayal.
The Empire embraced the mountain people but forgot the Shelter.
Laval Count is an authentic Chediman. He is stubborn and obsessed with old dogmas. It is not for the upper class. What is even more annoying is that he is a so-called dissident. Simply put, he is Constance. The Queen’s death loyalty.
Such people, naturally, do not like it there, not to mention that after the fall of Constance, if not after the fall of the empire, such a person would have been deprived of noble identity – maybe even a gallows.
Duke of Ludwig once ridiculed this person for ignorance, and the noble lost in the East Metz war was even more annoyed, and more than once publicly declared that these farmers from the Shet Lai were a bunch of barbarians.
But the Shetti people are brave and good at fighting. This region has historically produced the best archers and light infantry of the entire empire.
The center of the battlefield –
Crystalline climbed into the outer city, and the Shetti people retired to the city; Crystalline broke through the city, and the Shetti people succumbed to the guilt; even after the inner city changed hands, the Chedi people retreated into the minaret.
They are running low, but the minaret still stands.
It’s like a fang that pierces the purple ocean.
Duke of Ludwig subconsciously is close to the city, “I am still waiting for What are you doing, to save them back!!” He swelled like a raging lion, roaring at his own Knights.
One hand interrupted his words, Mangrove looked towards the Knight of the order.
Knight’s voice is a bit stiff: “Jazz Laval and his warriors ask for support”
“What kind of support do they need?”
“Adult, look at yourself”
A small silhouette climbed to the top of the minaret and raised a flag at the top of the tower.
“It’s Sir Laval!” someone cry out in surprise.
But more people watched the flag silently.
It was a brown flag. The flag was in the shape of a piece of land. It was the land that the Hittite people guarded for generations. Their homeland, the wilderness surrounded by the brown river.
The brown white-bellied eagle owl represents the spirit of the Shelter’s fearlessness, while the ear of rice contains the deepest hope of the land. Under the ear of the ear, the lion’s mouth is the skylark, and the Shetti is equally loyal and trustworthy.
It was a raging purple.
It is also a lonely flag.
Many people have shed tears and feel remorse for what they have done in the past.
These farmers from Shetley proved their loyalty and courage to the empire, but the empire can no longer make up for its narrowness and prejudice, and perhaps this is the root of all the disintegration.
At this moment, Mangrove suddenly thought of the small country in the southern part of the empire, the fearless monarch, and the sword he took.
Duke of Ludwig leaned against the wall and silenced the reef.
“They, requesting the use of Jin Yan Angel” replied Knight whispered.
“Target.” Mangrove asked softly.
The order was made that Knight opened his mouth, but in fact everyone has the answer.
It is like a king who needs the scepter and the sauce to maintain his majesty, and the Golden Flame Angel is the sword that Babel symbolizes justice and majesty. Golden’s beams converge from bottom to top along the six-sided prism. They may have traveled for several kilometers, but in a matter of moments they have been brought together.
The sky seems to have been lit up, and the clouds are burning.
A fiery red beam goes from top to bottom, straight into the dark mountains, and then scattered into millions of ray of light beams, plowed through the ocean of Crystalline. With only one hit, tens of thousands of Crystalline will be wiped out.
The entire purple ocean offensive is a stagnation.
But at the very center of the light column, the towering minaret only has a blackened remains.
The banner was a little bit gray and scattered in the breeze before Dawn.
Some noble ladies turned their faces and mournful and resounded on the city wall, but they could not suppress the shock of this earthquake.
Jin Yan Angel should not be used at this time, but people know that only the most brave people are worthy of the sword – the Shetti people prove their bravery. Mangrove patted the shoulder of the old fellow as he walked down the city, meaning to tell Duke of Ludwig:
Many people will die here, but the living people must fight.
In the lion’s minaret, a battle that is no suspense is also coming to an end, and humans have no hope of winning.
The young officer from the bottom of the base stood on the city wall and made a fare to the one’s own Army Commander. The other’s eyes were filled with the inner respect, and then he jumped and fell off the cliff.
Countless locusts are climbing the city.
Veronica expressionless looks at this scene.
“It’s time to retreat.” Mephisto told her.
“I can’t even remember his name, but I know that the child is Knight of the Swordbreaker Knight group,” she whispered to Grey Sword Saint. “They are the best youngsters in the empire.”
“I know them,” Mephisto knew these enemies of his own: “It’s worthy of admiration.”
“Take my horse, I am going to see Isdoville.”
Said, she turned and left.
Mephisto grabbed his arm and shook it: “Why, you know that there is no result, and elves has a hard time, and you still have injuries.”
“We might all die here, and this hurts,” Veronica replied softly. “You want me to give up, we can still retire now, but there is always going to be retired.”
Aruta stared blankly at the mess left after the dispute.
The table turned to the ground, the parchment and the map tube rolled off, and the elf guards stood at the door, not advancing or retreating. The King of Lorrainedale, who was wearing a black fleece and thin face, swayed. He bent over and picked up the military map from the ground. The skinny palm was pale as if it were a vampire.
Describe the face of the elf Thane by describing it, and the deep eyelids seem to have a bright flame, but his lips are extremely thin, like indifference, and extremely rich.
Iddoville smiled again and shook the dust on the parchment. The anger of the female Army Commander left a deep embarrassment for everyone present, but he just did not expect that she had been a little bit with the little girl after so many years.
“Why don’t you promise her?”
Aruta finally refused to turn around and asked, although he was a little afraid of this person in front of him, the mood is not in color.
“Why do you agree?” Isdwell looked at the young king, Chu, and asked.
“Does this be that it is not self-help? Is this time?”
“How is self-help?” Isdoville asked: “Rely on Madara?”
“But the sages say”
The King of Lorrainedale raised his hand to indicate that he would not have to say anything more: “His Royal Highness, I know more than what Saers needs, compared to the sages who live in history. Well, this question is too much for you. It’s too complicated, maybe you spend more Time learning how to be a good king of ‘elf’.
The guards outside the door are hearing this look at each other in dismay, thinking that the adult is starting to talk nonsense again, this time involving Wind Empress adults, and not respecting Prince. But fortunately, they may have been used to such scenes, and they have each other’s eyes, and the elf girls calmly retired.