September 2, 348 in the continental Gregorian calendar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiuyunston has been guarding the door, and this battle has allowed him to experience too many things, and the originally naïve young man will become mature. The friends I have made since I was a student have already given their lives on the battlefield. And the legion commander, who has always been regarded as a goddess by everyone, is now just lying there quietly. Xiuyunston recalled the sounds and smiles of his deceased comrades, so he did not feel sleepy, and always performed his duties well.

At about 3 a.m., Xiuyunston, who had fallen into his own memories, was pulled back to reality by the sound of a "squeak" opening the door. He looked back and saw Sogrend come out of the house with Gina in his arms. If it weren't for the fact that he had repeatedly confirmed the facts, I am afraid that Xiu Yunston would have thought that it was the case of a considerate husband carrying his sleeping wife back to bed.

"Lord Luce!"

"Good morning, Captain Inglett." Thorgrande nodded at him with a smile.

"Are you going to attack?"

"Yes, I think everyone should be ready."

"May I come with you?"

"Please keep an eye on Lieutenant Kreitt in the city."

"Yes, sir." Xiu Yunston saluted the other party.

Sogrand walked out softly with Gina in his arms, as if he was afraid of waking his wife up. When he walked to the gate, Officer Fersen, who had gauze wrapped around his head, was already waiting there with someone. Thorgrande nodded to them as well, and Faison and the soldiers saluted them. Then, a total of 24 soldiers lined up in two columns to guard the sides, and followed Sogrerd to the south gate.

The road from the public baths to the South Gate wasn't very long, but Saugland didn't walk fast either. He was extremely stingy with this last time with his wife, and he clung to the robe of the god of time and told him to go slowly.

"When did Thorge realize that he was truly in love with me?" One day, China asked.

"Ah, this one, it should have been when Cizer snatched you away that day. I actually wanted to kill him. Thorgrande replied, stroking his wife's hair. And what about Chenna? ”

"It's not fair, but I was a long time before you, when I was at the Parmis peace talks...... In fact, the arrow that Sigrani took ......"

"I already knew."

"Sure enough, you found out right then. I first offered to ask you to be your deputy to Parmis in an attempt to assassinate her. Halfway through, though, I gave up on that idea. But when I saw you having a tryst with her in the gazebo, I somehow shot the arrow out of my hand. ”

I'm a dull fool, but I'll have more time to think about you in the future.

"Lord Luce, we're here." Faison's words pulled Thorgrande's thoughts back.

The group had already walked out of the city and into the open field outside the city. In front of Saugland's eyes, there was a makeshift earthen platform on which a pile of firewood was piled up, and on which a newly made coffin was placed.

"Please help me find a pair of scissors." Thorgrande commanded, and he walked up to the earthen platform alone with Gina in his arms, and came to the coffin. Sogrend carefully placed Ginna in the coffin, and then straightened her otherwise flawless appearance. At this time, a soldier brought him a small pair of scissors. Someone tried to help him put the lid on the coffin, but Sogrend refused.

"Please let me handle it myself, thank you." He said.

As he said his final goodbye to his wife, Sogrend leaned down and kissed Cenna's forehead, eyes, lips, and the back of her hands, then her hair, and cut off a small bundle of his wife's hair, which she put in the pocket of his shirt. After that, he gave China one last affectionate look and closed the coffin alone, letting her face disappear from his sight. Finally, he sprinkled incense oil on the entire coffin and the firewood, took the torch from the hands of others, and set the whole coffin on fire himself. According to the custom of the Pharyns, the souls of the heroic dead will be sublimated along with the burning flames.

At the same time, Arudina and her third squadron, who had been waiting in the night sky, saw the light of fire in the direction of Langcados, which was exactly the same as the previously agreed signal for the raid. The dragoon commander immediately gave the order to attack.

Humans are most lax when they think danger is about to pass, even on the battlefield. Everyone knew that the night could be attacked by the enemy, so both the king and the sentry were on great alert throughout the night. However, when the sky showed the slightest sign of dawn, and all the Iberians thought the most dangerous hour was about to pass, Arudina and her men skimmed over their heads.

The Pharansi Dragon Knight broke through the cordon of the sleepy enemy dragon knights in one go, and the several wyverns on Iberian night duty were all shot down in an instant. The sentries, who had just begun to doze off, were ajoked up by several loud noises, and they looked in amazement at the tent that had been smashed flat by the falling wyvern, and they were at a loss for what to do. Before they could come to their senses, the hay piles and stables of the camp were set on fire by the knights of the Pharansylon. Autumn in the Alke region was relatively dry, and the fires were out of control. The Iberians began to shout loudly, and the whole camp was thrown into a panic.

The Phalenci tribes, which had been lurking around the Iberian camp for a long time, saw the flames rushing into the sky, and naturally understood that this was the signal for the beginning of the general attack. At this moment, the 3rd and 7th Corps were responsible for attacking from the front; Larsson led the Fifth Army to outflank from the east; The remaining men and horses of the 13th Army infiltrated from the west.

Jack Fleet raised his long battle axe and said in a loud voice to the axe cavalry: "The grief of Marshal Leus and the hatred of the loss of his comrades, let us wash away with the battle axes and the blood of the enemy!" ”

The 8th Division was temporarily headed by Ivan Tozhov, so he said: "Please remember the spirit of General Bass, and later we will all have to deal with dozens of Iberians on our own, so let's shout our names and let these guys be terrified by it as if they were in hell!" ”

Singled of the 9th Division was not the kind of person who was good at pre-war mobilization, and in the past, Yadan did this work for him, but now he had to play in person, "I am proud to have the 45th Regiment under my command, and I hope that you will be proud of your 9th Division in the future." He only said this simply, but the effect was not lost to others.

"The revenge of the Thirteenth Legion should be avenged by our Thirteenth Legion ourselves!" That's how March motivates morale.

The Farencian divisions, led by their own strong forces, launched a surprise attack on the Iberian army.

On the front, Jackfleet, with his heavy axe cavalry, was the first to break through the Iberian army's camp gates. The rest of the troops, guided by them, successfully stormed the Iberian camp. Larsson on the left flank, too, as planned, burned down the enemy's fence and rushed in. The heavy cavalry and heavy infantry each attacked the Iberians in small squads, while others hurried to burn the Iberian tents everywhere.

The Iberian army was awakened from their sleep in the early hours of the morning, and some of them hurriedly picked up their weapons and ran out of their tents, but they were immediately besieged and killed; Some people hid in tents, but they could not escape the fate of being burned alive; Others chose to surrender immediately, but the Pharisees killed them without mercy.

"No surrender will be accepted before noon." These were the last words that Sogrend said to the crowd at yesterday's operational meeting.

The Iberian Chinese army had not yet been affected by this panic, and the more alert Earl of Lancaster immediately organized the Zignates, and while he sent someone to inform his employer, he asked his men to build temporary fortifications around his camp.

About 10 minutes later, Ofriet III was woken up by General Garcia. In her sleep, Eugaris felt the King of Iberia beside her get up and leave in a hurry, which made her feel a little uneasy.

"What the hell is going on?" The king asked, with a little getting up.

"Your Majesty, the Phalonsi, who have launched a surprise attack on our army, have already broken through the camp gates, and the front camp is currently in a melee." General Garcia reports back.

"Damn the Pharians," Ofhrit felt like a true victim at the moment, "didn't that Thorgrande Leuss say tomorrow the decisive battle yesterday......"

General Garcia looked at the king with some pity, and Ofriet immediately swallowed back the words that had meant to condemn the other party's morality. The Falencians did not deceive Ofricht, but he himself was too naïve. Tomorrow's decisive battle is already the second day, and any time the Pharansis attack will not break their previous promises.

"We should organize a defense immediately, as long as it lasts until noon, there should be a way to get out of the way."

"However, judging from Marshal Francis Sideus's current mood and the current battle situation, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out at that time."

"Your Majesty, it is imperative to immediately organize reliable forces to protect Your Majesty's safety." General Garcia suggested.

"That's it, you go and gather the royal knights, and let me wake up the others." There is, of course, only one of the "others" of Ofrite.

"Your Majesty, the knights of the Order have been assembled, without further ado, let's leave immediately."

Ofriet hesitated for a moment, and General Garcia continued to persuade: "In the current situation, the strength of the Knights is also limited, and it is already doing their best to protect Your Majesty alone. ”

"Well, is the horse ready? Let's go now! The King of Iberia, ignoring the fact that he was still dressed in his pajamas, hastily left his tent under the escort of General Garcia and several knights.

The men were indeed virtuous, and Eugaris stood behind the screen and listened to the conversation of the Iberian monarch just now. No, no, there are still people who are completely different from them. At this moment, Eucaris had the baby face with bruises on the corners of her mouth in front of her eyes. Hearing the sound of the hooves of the Iberian king and his knights in the distance, Eugaris slowly paced out from behind. She is no longer the kind of person who cherishes her life, not to mention that it is more dangerous to run around at this moment.

So, a few minutes later, when several lords stormed the king's tent. All they saw was a dancing girl in a thin nightgown with slender legs, which gave the Iberian nobles a bad premonition.

"What about His Majesty?" Finally, a lord asked.

Eugaris didn't answer him, but lightly stretched out her hand and pointed at the guide, and the faces of all the Iberian nobles present immediately collapsed. The king has abandoned his army and fled! The news soon spread throughout the camp of the Chinese army, and the lords of Iberia did not want to die in this war, so they immediately gathered a few of their retainers and hurried to "escort".

Thorgrande stood outside the city of Lancados, silently staring at the firelight in front of him and in the distance, and Shuyunston stood behind him with an urn.

"Prepare a horse for me." Suddenly, Sogrend said this.

"Lord Luce!" Xiu Yunston hurriedly stopped him.

Sogrend ignored him, and just stepped directly onto the horse that the orderly had brought him.

"Lord Ruce, please respect yourself, the marshal of your army, you should not go to the danger at this time." Showinston reached out and grabbed Saulgrande's reins.

"It's not a loss to Chenna's trusted subordinates, Captain Inglet, please let me be willful for once." Thorgrande said, looking back at the other man.

After making eye contact with the Prime Minister, Huyunston slowly let go of his hand, as he read the sadness and determination in Thorgrande's amethyst eyes. It was a feeling that was difficult to describe in words, but it made it clear to Showinston that if he insisted on stopping it, even if Sogrand would eventually give in rationally, it would be a very cruel decision for the person concerned. At this moment, who in the Pharansis could bear to watch their commander suffer even more?

"Please watch your own safety, the Legion Commander doesn't want you to be harmed as well." Showinston reminded.

"yes, I used to be so well protected by her that I got a little carried away." Thorgrede looked at the still burning fire again, drew the saber that Ginna had left behind from his waist, and examined it carefully, "I will not forget my duty, Captain Inglett." ”

"I wish you good luck." Huyunston saluted the marshal on horseback.

"Thank you." After returning the salute, Sogrend rode his horse in the direction of the battlefield.

The camp of the Iberian army was already full of blood, and the light of the fire reflected on the blood, and the blood reflected the light of the flames at the same time. The two reds of fire and blood combine organically at this time, with the dawn sky as the background, forming a mesmerizing picture. The jumping flames, urged by the wind, scattered pieces of embers. Human life, like these ashes, quickly dims from its shining state and becomes inconspicuous dust on the ground.

The order not to surrender before noon was a double-edged sword, from which the Falencians could vent their anger at will, and the Iberians would be even more recalcitrant when they realized the reality. It has long been debated about the merits of this order in the Third Battle of Arc. Many opinions are at odds with each other, but they tend to forget the fact that even though Thorgrande Leuss was worshipped as the "god of war" by later generations, he was still a human being, and people have feelings.

Most of the Falencian cavalry had dismounted, for there were so many obstacles in the barracks that horses did not make them as convenient as they were troublesome, unless they were the troops responsible for setting fires everywhere. So, when Sogre rode his horse into the battlefield, it was very conspicuous. Someone immediately reported the situation to Hollin.

"Find me Jackfleet, tell him that Lord Leus has also entered the battlefield, and ask him to lead someone to find and protect the prime minister as soon as possible. In addition, he should be clear that he will complete the task as much as possible without interfering with the target. Hollin gave the order to the herald.

Saugland entered the battlefield with a spear, but he soon discovered the problems of horseback riding, and after assassinating an Iberian knight head-on, he chose to abandon his horse and spear.

"Honey, fight with me!" Sogrend drew both "Tooth Moon" and Cenna's saber at the same time.

He was quickly recognized by the surrounding Falensi soldiers, who knew that the Prime Minister had eyes like the amethyst on the hilt of his sword. So as long as you recognize the "Tooth Moon", you will naturally confirm the identity of Sogrend. The soldiers naturally gathered around him, knowing that following him would lead to victory and life.

Thorgrande led the way, his hands wielding a sword and a knife at the same time, as if dancing against a background of flames. He wielded the trajectory of his sword wantonly, leaving graceful arcs in the air, and these arcs formed blood-red flowers of death, blooming unrestrainedly among the enemy groups. There is a difference between the use of knives and swords, although there are many strong people in the world who can use both swords and swords, but it should be extremely rare for people who hold both weapons and can use them so smoothly.

The Iberians soon realized that sending ordinary militia up against the Phalonsi was tantamount to sending cattle to the slaughterhouse, and several knights wanted to join forces against him. However, if Sogrande's martial arts are said to have ten points in normal times, I am afraid that they will have twelve points at this time. You can't even predict which weapon he'll use to attack, let alone resist his ever-changing methods. What made the Iberian knights even more devastating was that when they paid the price of several people in a row, thinking that they had touched the doorway, Sogrend exchanged weapons in both hands like a juggler, and then killed several people in a row. The Iberian knights panicked in their hearts, causing their moves to deform and stiffen, which only hastened their deaths.

Sogrend's bravery boosted the morale of the Falensi, and they followed their prime minister all the way to the Iberian army's Chinese camp.

In the Chinese camp, many lords and their guards have fled, but there are still a large number of junior knights left behind. Unaware that their king had abandoned them and fled, they remained faithful to their position. The Pharians advanced here, and the rate of casualties increased immediately. The Iberians set up makeshift fortifications with tables and chairs, and then shot at them with crossbows from behind.

Thorgrande and a small group of soldiers were temporarily pinned down behind a tent by a crossbow fire point, and Saugrede looked around closely, and saw that if he could get past the open area in the middle, he might be able to go around behind the other after reaching another tent about 4 fazy away.

"Do you want us to cover you, my lord?" A non-commissioned officer asked.

"No, you go and drag a few corpses first." Thorgrande commanded.

The Iberian militia, who were hiding behind the makeshift fortifications, suddenly noticed several black figures flying out from behind the tent where the Pharians had just appeared, and they immediately pulled the trigger of the crossbow.

"Stupid, who let you shoot casually?!" The Iberian knight in charge of the command immediately found out that he had been fooled, "Hurry up and rewind it!" ”

At this time, another figure came out from that side, and the Iberian knight shouted at the militia to hurry up and shoot at the target. But in the panic, only one person got on the string in time to shoot at the target. The knight immediately sensed that something was wrong, and he quickly drew his sword.

However, it was too late, and Sogre was only wiped off a little skin by the last arrow, which did not hinder his actions. The Pharians soon heard the clashing of metal and the dying screams of the Iberians from the opposite side, and knowing that their commander had succeeded, they did not hesitate to rush out of cover and into the enemy's position from the front.

Pull out this stronghold, and the Iberian commander's big tent has been exposed to Sogrande's eyes.