In Solander's palace, Lorraine Hill listened to Feheran telling about the glorious days when heroes were born in large numbers.
"After that, why did the fluttering flag of wind curtain gradually decline?" She asked curiously. According to the old man's description, the knights of the Kingdom of West Wind were famous in the mainland and even defeated several knights of the Green Empire.
Elite, on par with the Red Dragon Cavalry of the Dragon of Misfortune, and even more numerous.
"Because this kind of tactics, or fighting methods, has extremely high requirements for its members. It requires every knight in the military formation to have extremely high combat literacy, and to cooperate well with each other and move in unison, in order to exert its power. Otherwise,
It’s just a show.”
"Until West Wind destroyed the country, the only one who still maintained such a military formation was the Lightning Knights. They guarded the Chaos Vortex all year round and had relatively little contact with the outside world, so they never fell."
Feheran told the legend of the White Horse in the West Wind. When Roland commanded the army, the white horse knights under his command held up their silver spears, and the swallow-tailed flags at the tips of the spears fluttered in the air, like a wind wall array. One hundred thousand cavalry were connected together, like silver.
The sea of light attacks all enemies in front of you, and its momentum is invincible and terrifying.
"Even with the existence of Sequence 9, under the impact of a military formation of that size, they will feel powerless and temporarily avoid its peak. Although they can protect themselves, they cannot withstand the overwhelming advancement and impact of their front."
"This is the charm of the war sequence. It may not be strong when you are alone, but when you work together and resonate with your faith and extraordinary core, you can shine brightly." Feheran looked up at the blue sky, and spoke with a smile.
Silky clouds passed by, and scenes from the past years appeared in my mind.
So brave and powerful.
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New Verga Union, Huangnan County.
This is not far from Hopeland, on the east side of the New Verga Union.
As a coastal plain area, although the terrain here is gentle, it has abundant rain and vast forests. Facing such terrain, it is not easy for the army to advance. They can only line up in a long serpentine shape.
And moving forward on a rocky road.
The general of the Frost Alliance, Jenkins, was also riding on the forest road at the moment. There were 200 cavalrymen wearing dark metal breastplates in front of him and behind him. These people were his personal soldiers, and they were not weak in strength.
Wearing extraordinary weapons specially made by alchemists, under the coordinated resonance of the war sequence, even the existence of sequence 8 can be resisted for a while.
At this moment, he asked a mage on horseback beside him, "Are there airships covering the 50 miles around for reconnaissance? This does not look like a safe place."
"In the past two days, eight airships have been patrolling the surrounding area to ensure that the team's march is not attacked." The mage answered confidently.
"Actually, Mr. Jenkins, you don't need to worry so much. The New Verga Alliance has just been established and can't even be called a country. Their military members are quite complex. In my opinion, they have the courage to stand in front of our army. Surprise Attack
Tactics are not so easy to achieve.”
Seeing the expressionless change on the general's face, the mage felt that the other party might look down on him, thinking that he was just a theoretical person who had read books, so he continued: "Surprise attack tactics require high quality of military members.
It takes a lot of patience and courage to ensure that no one among so many people shows off his flaws and ruins the entire team."
"Although there have been such tactics in several well-known battles in history, in fact this is a survivor bias. If it is not used properly, more generals will ruin the army. It is far inferior to frontal combat." The mage still recounted, as if
Only in this way can you save your face.
Jenkins nodded slightly, as if he agreed, but also seemed to want the chatty mage to shut up.
A knight on horseback came from the front, wearing dark metal armor and a blue-dyed cape with a white rose pattern on the back of his shoulders.
"Reporting to the general, the golem army ahead has opened an open space in the forest to use as a camp. Would you like to set up camp here?" His voice was clear and clear, and only then did the several accompanying mages realize that this was a woman.
"Very good, give the order and start setting up camp. Send another 2 teams of scouts and arrange them on a circular line 5 miles outside the camp to prevent enemy night attacks. Now that we have entered enemy territory, we must be careful in everything."
"Yes, General!" The young knight saluted, then mounted her horse and hurried forward.
After he left, the mage on the side asked curiously: "Are there any women among your personal guards?"
Other mages nearby also pricked up their ears curiously.
"That's my daughter, Ada, and she is now Magic Sequence 7. What do you think?"
The mage who originally wanted to make fun of him suddenly became submissive. Although he was also a magic Sequence 7, his family knew about his family affairs. He was actually a Sequence 7 and was promoted through some trickery. He was only compared to Sequence 6.
It's just strong, but it will suffer big losses when faced with other beings of the same level.
"I didn't expect Lord Jenkins' daughter to be so outstanding..."
After that, there was a burst of praise and flattery. Although it was a bit exaggerated, it was his own daughter after all, and Jenkins's face softened a little.
"I put a lot of thought into training her. I originally wanted her to be a lawyer. For girls, this life would be easier and more comfortable. But it seems that because of my relationship, she has been exposed to the military since she was a child, and now she has started to do it.
Here comes the knight."
After finishing speaking, the general sighed with emotion, and then the group slowly saw a large open space ahead.
Originally there was a small lake here, but the golem army expanded a large circle and cut down many trees, so that so many troops could be stationed here.
When Jenkins and the guards behind him dismounted and stepped on the land, they could still feel the residual warmth under their feet. It was the residue from the previous burning.
There are many wooden piles, snakes, rats, ants, insects, etc. in the jungle. Burning them will not only clean up these jagged wooden piles, but also burn most of the insects to prevent infestation of soldiers, so it is suitable for camping.
As the tens of thousands of people settled down, the smoke rose from the lakeside, the soldiers began to eat, and some mage apprentices also walked out of the golems, preparing to enjoy dinner.
Now is the cool season in September, and the evening breeze can make people dissipate the fatigue of the day.
The sky gradually darkened, and the night woods were gradually shrouded in vague darkness. Deep in the invisible forest, slight insects chirped, but this time, the sound was slightly louder.
