What to do? What to do! Calm down, huh! In short, think about whether there is any way to persuade her to go back.
"Garadia, why are you here? This is a war zone and it is very dangerous," Griffith said, "And how did you find us?"
"It's a long story." Miss Elf took out a pendant and knocked it gently.
The light cavalry outside the woods had surrounded the black panther and the big bear. They used spears and sabers to surround the two animals. Suddenly, the nearby woods started to move.
A group of soldiers wearing green robes and light armor, carrying strong bows and swords, emerged from the woods and shrubs on the river bank. They were as quiet as grass and trees, their movements were as fast as the wind, their formation and deployment were like flowing clouds, and in the blink of an eye they were about to arrive.
The cavalry surrounded him.
An officer walked out of this team of shooters. He was tall, light and fast, carrying a huge phoenix battle bow and came between the two sides. He opened his hood, revealing long ears, and his deep blue eyes seemed to be able to see clearly.
Everything, the appearance combines the firmness of humans and the beauty of elves:
"Tribesmen, put down your bows and arrows."
He then turned around and greeted the panicked light cavalry with a smile: "Good evening, light cavalry, I am Harandil, the squadron leader of the Canaanite Rangers. It is a pleasure to meet you. That gentleman, can carry the saber
A little higher? Don’t hurt the cute kitten.”
"No fight, no fight!" the black panther showed his human form and turned into a little elf girl who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. He shouted. The giant bear not far away from her also turned into a tall male elf, covering his face.
He gritted his teeth as he rubbed his leg in pain.
"Are they your companions?" Griffith and Galadia walked out of the woods together.
His eyes swept over the group of rangers and found that there were about two hundred people in total. Under the hoods and helmets, one could faintly see that there were men and women, and their appearance had characteristics of both humans and elves. They were not pure elves.
"I am Uruk, the 'Transformer' of the Druid Path," the Druid who transformed into a big bear respectfully apologized to Griffith, "I'm extremely sorry, your powerful guardian knight, please forgive us for being rude.
I originally wanted to reject this unnecessary temptation."
"The shapeshifter Alyosha is me!"
"I am Nature Guardian Alea, ugh, ugh." Miss Alea, one of the elves, sat on the ground clutching her chest, trying to explain something. But the blow just now destroyed the psychic energy, making her
She suddenly felt nauseous and turned around to vomit.
Well, these are two Sequence 7s and one Sequence 6? That’s it? They have no actual combat ability and are simply useless. However, that team of rangers composed of half-elves and humans are elite soldiers, and I didn’t notice the lurking ones at all.
If I were ambushed by them, I might be able to barely escape, but the cavalry around me would definitely be wiped out.
"They were sent to protect me," Galadia spread her hands helplessly, "Alyosha and the others insist on competing with you, and they won't listen no matter what you say."
Griffith shook his head, "This is a battlefield, and naive newcomers will die."
"We are very strong, meow!" Alyosha grinned and yelled, "If it weren't for sister Galadia's sake, I would blow you up with one set and send you to the eternal dream, meow!
"
"..."
Griffith didn't know what to say for a moment. Logically speaking, he should lead this reinforcements to the military camp immediately. The powerful long-range troops will be of great help to tomorrow's battle across the river and can greatly boost morale.
But, but, things are not that simple. Galadia will meet Krista as soon as she arrives at the military camp.
Thinking of this, Griffith was speechless and his stomach ached.
Ranger Captain Harandil stood quietly and watched them. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he instantly caught Griffith's expression of stomachache. He was confused at first, and then the corners of his mouth turned up.
He took two steps forward and said: "Your Excellency Guardian Knight, when we were crossing the river, we found that a light orc army had captured the downstream ferry. More enemies may arrive at any time. According to the instructions of the Ranger Director, my troops will
I will fully assist you in the following battle until you follow Miss Villanoy and leave."
After saying that, he turned to Galadia and said: "Miss, please move to the military camp. I will help protect the knight in the next battle."
"I'm here to help you, Griffith," Galadia said hurriedly, "Harandil's 86th Squadron is one of the best troops in Canaan, and Alea is a transcendent of the Druid path.
As long as she is here, the forests and grasslands are our allies."
"No, you leave immediately." Although what the elves said was very reasonable, Griffith still made a final struggle.
Galadia said nothing, grabbed Griffith's hand, and said aggrievedly: "We went south along the Tierne River and took a detour to the south. We did not go through the border. Now we may run into the enemy on the way back.
, do you trust us?"
Then, naturally I am worried...
Ah, it’s over!
…
Griffith led the reinforcements to the camp downstream. The reconnaissance was over. When the follow-up troops arrived at the river tomorrow morning, he would launch a feint attack downstream, and then send the main force to cross the river from the upstream.
There is nothing wrong with the plan. The orcs on the other side must be very tired from the roundabout actions. The probability of success in the battle is very high.
But, what should I do if I wait for a while...
Griffith felt that every second now was precious. He was like a candidate taking a failed exam home, wishing that time would pass slower and the road would be longer.
"Griffith!" Galadia came over happily. She hadn't seen her sweetheart for several days. She was a little worried about Krista at first, but now she is extremely happy and has a lot to say.
"Miss, can I take up some of your time with the Guardian Knight?" Harandil suddenly rode over and said to the puzzled elf lady, "We are still in battle. I need to confirm the battle organization, tactics and deployment as soon as possible.
, determine the supply and placement of the squadron, in the next battle..."
"Okay, okay." Galadia obediently stepped aside.
He took a breath for the time being, but what to do after a while? Griffith escaped from suffocation and took a breath, but he was about to be pushed into the water again.
The ranger captain and the would-be knight rode side by side, looking at everyone with a smile, and using gentle and irresistible eyes to persuade those who wanted to get close to leave. He looked at the would-be knight and whispered:
"You're done!"
Griffith suddenly raised his head and looked at the smiling half-elf.
"Are you thinking about what to do if Miss Villanoy meets a girl from Anjou later?" the ranger captain asked.
Griffith ignored him.
"You should be in chaos right now," the ranger said to himself. "Normally, you would be curious about how we found you, right? Before the war, His Majesty Iluvash stopped making prophecies.
, there were several defeated Beyelan armies, how did Miss Villanoy locate your traces from several armies, are you curious?"
Yes, how did you do it? Griffith became alert and stared at the ranger.
"It's very simple. We didn't locate you, but the container," Harandil said, "that is, your girl from Anjou. It's like detecting the psychic fluctuations of extraordinary beings during peacetime.
Their directions are the same. Even at this time, the Angevin girl's disturbance to spiritual energy and the world is obviously like a bonfire in the dark night, or an extraordinary bonfire. It is not difficult to find her.
"After determining her location, use Alea's ability to detect the specific location. Although her combat power is average, her reconnaissance and perception abilities are unmatched by hundreds of scouts."
It makes sense, but it's wrong. Griffith held down Hanguang and watched the half-elf who was talking to him warily.
There are many powerful people who have noticed Krista's strangeness, but how many of them know their connection with Krista? Her existence was once erased, and even Galadia did not know that Krista was
The girl of Anjou. How did the ranger in front of me and the lady Avina behind him grasp the relationship between me and her?
"You are thinking about how we established a connection between you and the Saint, right?" Harandil lowered his voice, "I didn't know it at first, but the Saint once approached you once, and maybe she wanted to ask you for help.
Or something else. At first, the big shots thought she was going to be harmful to Miss Villanoy, but it took a while to find out that was not the case. Since then, we have known some secret tricks.
"Your Excellency, Miss Villanoy's Guardian Knight, you have been caught in the vortex of conspiracy from the beginning."
"What is it?" Griffith's whole body shivered, "When did Krista get close to me?"
"Then I don't know. I am only a junior officer, and the information I have access to is limited to what is needed for the mission." Harandil shook his head, "If you have the chance, you can ask Ms. Avina in person."
The two paused for a while, and Harandil became interested again: "Oh, why did we two go off topic? Your Excellency the Guardian Knight, although we have been involved in the layout of the demigods, but that is all
Foresight.
"We'll arrive to meet the Saint in a while. What will you do?"
Griffith almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Let's see, I've already thought about it," the ranger captain muttered. "As soon as the matter of these girls comes up, you and I will discuss military affairs. We are in the middle of a war. Let's talk about it after the fight.
"
It's also an idea... Griffith nodded and asked another question: "Why did Ms. Avina agree to Galadia coming to such a dangerous place?"
"I haven't been told this," Harandil shook his head, "but one thing is certain, the leader of Arran is definitely not motivated by letting his daughter come over to steal her boyfriend."
Griffith's expression returned to calmness and majesty. He nodded and said to the ranger: "Thank you for your assistance, ranger. How can I repay you?"
Harandil was obviously waiting for this moment, and he immediately asked: "Were you there that night in Canaan? You should have been there. After you get out of trouble, tell me what happened.
"How could a being as powerful as the Archon and several extraordinary beings be killed in such a short period of time?
"Where did they go?"
…
When they returned to the riverside camp, Sonia had already brought the first group of troops to the riverside to meet up. She first saw her unexpected friends appearing and cheered happily. Then, she and everyone looked at each other.
Meet a strange army.
The elven ranger troops carried longbows on their backs and lined up in a straight line of two, like a quiet forest, and like dexterous swifts when moving. They were walking on foot, and they were still far away just now, but in the blink of an eye they were lined up in front of humans.
The autumn wind blew through their helmets, long hair and bowstrings, emitting sweet flute sounds. The 210 rangers turned around gracefully, looking ahead with calm eyes.
People stared at this strange team. From a distance, they looked as beautiful as porcelain, but when they lined up in front, the persistence and sharpness of death flowed in the silence, stabbing people's hearts like sharp arrows. Those who were still wondering last night
Uneasy, the soldiers who had been dejected when they set out in the morning became excited one by one, looking curiously at the ranger troops they had never seen before.
Harandil came to the stunned humans and saluted them with impeccable gestures.
"Countess, gentlemen.
"Harandil of Arran has come at the command of Lady Aviana,
"The eternal alliance between humans and elves lasts forever. We have fought together and sacrificed together.
"Today, we once again fulfill our vows."
…
Even if the blockade by the river is broken through, there is still a long way to go to retreat to Odessa. Moreover, after the defeat of the army, the defense line in the north of Odessa will collapse, and the orc army may go straight to the southwest to intercept it.
The main army of Count Larmour and Count Chalon coming from the direction of Varna.
Therefore, simply retreating is not enough. The situation in the southwest must be stabilized and the key points must be captured. Griffith looked at the map and planned the next move.
Most of the people went out. Although the reinforcements from the elves were not many, they cheered everyone up and acted with great effort.
There was a faint crackling sound in the quiet tent. Sonia looked at Griffith, who was looking at the map with his head down, and the ranger captain sitting next to him with a wary face, and then looked at the other two people in the tent.
Galadia put down the bow and arrow on her body, unbuttoned her cloak, revealing the slim silver light armor and the sword at her waist. She smiled and looked at the saint in front of her, her beautiful eyes shining like gems.
Harandil quickly wrote the words "Let's go to the shore to suppress fire" on a piece of paper and threw it to Griffith.
"Hello, I am Galadia Villanoy, the heir of the Villanoy family," the elf lady greeted in a nice voice, "I guess you are the girl from Anjou, right?"
"Nice to meet you, beautiful elf lady," Krista showed a smile as beautiful as the morning sun, "I am Krista, and I fought with Griffith in the east three years ago."
Galadia almost couldn't catch her breath. She gently stroked her chest to calm her heart, then turned and walked towards Griffith.
Krista's eyes also turned around.
Griffith stood up as if two sharp swords were holding his neck, startling the Ranger Captain who was brewing.
"Griffith," Galadia looked at him, reached out and gently pressed his shoulders, and said softly, "Griffith, sit down!"