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Not long ago, after ordering the butler to personally hand over Angeli, the maid who dared to sneak into Rainbow Springs Manor to assassinate her, Drington had a very worried time. But fortunately, this political struggle between the two aristocratic factions in the north did not involve him.

Although not able to take the opportunity to bring that pesky Gordon. Freeman was dead, but he was able to get out of it all right, and Drington was already satisfied. He left the land of right and wrong in the city of clear water, returned to the army, and led his cavalry regiment to garrison the Marin Principality, which was closest to the Great Wall of Anduin.

Derington originally just wanted to stay away from the political center of Yuanshuang and avoid the limelight, who knew that this winter was destined not to make him happy. The shape of the north side of the Great Wall is becoming more and more tense day by day. Hearing the news of the loss of contact with the tundra outposts, Dellington was keenly aware that a big war was coming.

Although the Eisensteins were secretly teased by many aristocrats as the "family on women's skirts", the family would never have been where it is today if it had relied solely on marriage strategies.

From an early age, Drington received an elite education and had excellent talents in both swordsmanship and military affairs. In this winter, he was the first group of people among the nobles of the Northland to smell the breath of war, so he kept the vanguard cavalry regiment under his command in a state of combat readiness.

In the early morning of this dragon god's blessing day, Drington's long-term preparation finally came in handy. He received an order from the city of Clear Water for the cavalry to immediately go north to reinforce the Great Wall of Anduin.

Although it is not known what exactly happened, the young knight of the Eisenstein family knew that a great war would await him.

Rob. Archduke Antello asked him to take the lead in aiding the Great Wall of Anduin. Being entrusted with such an important task made Dellington quite proud. This shows that the Lord of Wands did not have a prejudice against Earl Thompson because of his affairs. As long as he looks good in this war against the orc invasion, and even becomes a war hero, then he has the opportunity to marry Faria.

The thought of the frost beauty's slender and tall figure made the knight's heart burn.

To say how much Drington loves Faria. Not necessarily. He was only obsessed with a duel when he was a teenager, the only one he lost at the hands of a woman. Drington has seen a lot of superficial women who are fascinated by his handsome appearance and take the initiative to give them a hug, so he is particularly interested in Falia, who is unpretentious to him.

On the other hand, if you marry one of the three Grand Dukes of the Empire, the Lord of Scepters, Robbe. Antelo's daughter. It means that he has a big backer, which will be of great help to fight for family rights in the future, and even achieve greater achievements in the upper echelons of the empire.

Eplan, who knew Derlington well, looked at his brother's expression at this time and knew that he was thinking about other women again: "Dear brother. I don't think you should be cranky when you're comforting a lady. ”

Efran was in a bad mood, so she was prickly in her words.

Drington smiled apologetically and stroked his sister's face, "Okay, it's all my fault." When I return from the battlefield, I will 'compensate' you, sister......"

Drington speaks of the word "compensation." Deliberately aggravated the tone. Eflan seemed to hear the meaning of the other party's words, and her face turned red, but she pretended to be angry and said, "Who wants you to make amends, fool." Get out of here! ”

Drington smiled and pulled his visor down, covering his perfect face that had driven the woman crazy. He rode away from his sister Ephran and was about to catch up at the end of the group.

Efran looked at the cavalry as they faded away, and her brother galloped on horseback. The mood seems to be slightly better. However, when she thought of what she had encountered in the Dark Elf Dungeon dozens of hours ago, infinite resentment and hatred surged in her heart.

"Aiden. Lindemann ...... "She gritted her teeth and read Gordon's pseudonym.

In the battle in the Crystal Tower, not only did she lose the Blood Grail that she was about to hold, but she was also seriously injured by the killing of her most cherished pet.

Using the short-range teleportation spell stored by the Rainbow Crystal, Eflan managed to escape from Gordon's hands. Back to the ground. Who knows if it will be good to die or not, and there is another big earthquake in the underground of the Cold Mist Mountain Range.

Eflan dragged her mortally wounded body and struggled to escape from the Cold Mist Mountains. Walking alone on the avenue connecting Anduin Wall to High Rock, he was eventually rescued by Drington, who led a cavalry regiment north to reinforce him.

After Drington used her treasured potions to heal Ephlan's injuries, the mage was reluctant to return alone, so she decided to go with her brother.

She even had a glimmer of hope in her heart that she would be able to meet the damned dog man and woman who had snatched her artifact again, and make them pay a hundred times more than the pain she had suffered!

Drington took the lead, and rode his horse to the front of the cavalry regiment. This cavalry unit is composed of elite warriors, and its position in the Wintertalon Legion is like that of an eagle's sharp talons. They are always fearless on the battlefield, fearless charge after charge, victorious again and again, and crushing enemies many times their size again and again.

After arriving at a gentle slope about a kilometer away from the fortress of Sevato, Drington, as the commander of the cavalry unit, ordered his five hundred hoplites to form a wide phalanx of fifty by ten. This is the widest frontal formation that can fully wield the impact of heavy cavalry.

Drington looked at the black wolf cavalry that surrounded the fortress, ready to crush these savage orcs in one fell swoop.

"In the name of Bahamut!" Drington shouted.

"In the name of Bahamut!" Five hundred voices answered him.

"Kill!" Drington's mounted gun was pointed far ahead.

"Kill!" Five hundred horsemen followed him.

The guns flowed, and the horses' hooves rolled......

The 2,000 wolf cavalry surrounding the fortress of Sevato had to turn around immediately after the vanguard cavalry of the Winterpaw Legion appeared, and they were forced to turn around and meet the onslaught of the cavalry.

On one side is the rolling black waves, and on the other side is a torrent of metal that shines brightly in the sun. The two different colors quickly approached, and then collided together......

Gordon raised his hand and unleashed a magic missile that blew the head of one of the orc warriors beside Renus.

At this time, three ladders had been erected on the city wall, and the elite orc warriors wearing heavy armor and holding round shields and battle axes had already taken the lead in climbing the city wall. The fall of the fortress of Sevato seemed inevitable.

However, due to the sudden appearance of the cavalry units of the Winter Claw Legion, the defenders of the fortress were given another glimmer of hope. They prepared to fight their way out of the city and join the cavalry. If you're lucky enough to get extra horses, you'll be able to make it back to High Rock alive.

And they all fought and retreated, and went to the gate. After defending against the initial wave of orc troops, the Black Titan's joints were stuck in a spear thrown by an orc, completely immobilized. Gordon could only withdraw the strongest combat power he could use, and then retreat with Renus.

After the two joined forces to solve another orc squad, Gordon took the clock out of the dimensional bag and glanced at it.

"Gordon, are you still waiting for reinforcements from Archduke Antelo?" Renus asked.

"Of course."

"Aren't reinforcements already here?"

Gordon knew that Renus was referring to the Wintertalon vanguard cavalry who had appeared in time for the rain. But Gordon knew that Archduke Antello was definitely not referring to them.

When the clock ticked to eleven forty a.m., Gordon said softly, "It's time." ”

It was exactly eleven o'clock when he contacted Archduke Antello in the interrogation room. Now, half an hour has arrived.

Roar......

Gordon suddenly heard a roar coming from afar. The voice passed through the vast battlefield, drowned out all the noisy and tragic shouts of killing, penetrated through the eardrums, and submerged into the heart.

"Renus, listen!" Gordon shouted. His voice was filled with joy, and relieved joy.

The female paladin had never seen a mage who was always calm and composed, showing such affection, and she was surprised, "What? ”

"Listen!" Gordon gestured to the sky above him. He felt that the white gold seal on the back of his hand seemed to be slightly hot, resonating with some kind of powerful being.

Roar!

This time, Renus also heard the roar from the blue sky, among the white clouds. She faintly saw a pair of huge golden wings flowing through the clouds, streaking in a long trajectory.

Her heart was pounding, her blood was flowing, and her whole person's attention became extraordinarily focused—the reason why her body was doing this was to fight the pressure that slowly cast down from the sky like a substantial wall.

Long Wei!

Looking around, the human soldiers who had fled in the wilderness all stopped at this time and looked at the sky in a daze. They recited the name of the platinum dragon Bahamut over and over again, and with great reverence, they welcomed the four figures that had descended from the clouds and grew larger and larger.

The rumbling roar caused by the wings flapping the air resounded throughout the battlefield.

The wolves felt the supreme majesty, clamped their tails, and wailed like lost dogs, scurrying in place, refusing to obey their masters' commands. The orc warriors who rushed into the fortress and slashed and decorated themselves with human blood and scrap of flesh showed a look of fear. Even the warmth and saltiness of blood could not arouse their fighting spirit at this time.

In the face of those four huge dragons with golden scales all over their bodies, they were either the stupidest fools or the most powerful warriors who dared to face them head-on.

The war warlord Ugru could feel the unease and fear in the hearts of the beasts of burden that were pulling the carts. In fact, even if he saw four golden dragons swooping down from the sky like gods, he couldn't be calm.

"Why! Why are dragons here? Ugru clenched his iron claws to a "pop".

"Why? I think, I'm afraid it's Rob. Antelo is here. Hattington said in a deep voice.

ps: Hahahahaha, I finally got full attendance. The first time, it wasn't easy.

Keep up the good work in July.