The first empress of the Nordic dynasty of the Vaegir Empire, chief custodian, first inspector, and knight of the Royal Knights of the Nord, Altria? Pangangda? Nord? Yanor, standing on the south side of the Muboher River On one of the small hills, dark green eyes stared at the orc formation opposite the river. She held a golden sword in her hands, and her golden hair turned into a relatively conservative bun in the back of her head. The lines outline the three-headed dragon's royal coat of arms on the breastplate and shoulderplates, and also embellish the longan with rubies. On the mirror surface of the armor, there is a halo of magic flowing indiscriminately, forming a very charming atmosphere. From afar, it looks like a statue made of steel.

　　Yeah, a steel statue that is awe-inspiring, but awe-inspiring yet unshakable!

Although this well-known knight princess is not the tall man with a strong waist and a horse who can run horses on the arm; on the contrary, she was born in the first noble family of the northern Nordic people, but her figure subtly appeared. Being petite, she is much shorter than the daughters of ordinary civilian families. At first glance, she seems to be a petite and exquisite southern girl. But now she just feels like this.

Such a young girl, when she was dressed in exquisite and prestige armor, in a sea-blue furry collar cloak, with both hands and a vow and the sword of victory, stood majestic, Ling Xian's qi is obvious. As if by nature, you should lead the sergeants to the Valkyrie of victory.

A Nord knight appeared from the eastern horizon, running along the road south of the river, and passing through the army array on the river bank. His crotch is a tall and powerful Palin warhorse, with a huge body and a long mane like a lion. But now, it is still quite cold in early spring, but its sweat has already glued beautiful mane into a bunch. He also exhaled a heavy and exhausted gas in his nasal cavity.

The knight in Nord armor quickly ran down the hillside, and over the horses came down. Hundreds of brightly dressed knights and generals gathered around the hillside, and the stars and the moon surrounded the knight princess at the highest point of the hillside. The huge three-headed dragon flag and the holy flag of Atlas stood beside her, fluttering in the cold north wind, hunting and hunting.

The knights of the wind and dust servants went straight through the queue of dozens of generals and high-level warriors, and finally stopped behind the knight princess, knocking their fists **** the breastplate.

"His Royal Artoria! King Talali, who is responsible for the high court on the east side of the beach, returns, the orc army on the opposite side is indeed gathering, and there is indeed an intention to cross the river to fight back!"

Altolia's head did not return, and it seemed that she did not hear the other party's voice at all. This move seemed a bit arrogant and did not conform to the princess's integrity and kindness in the past. However, the knight did not think too much. He was one of the knight princess's servants and military officers. He knew the style of the lord-since he did not look back, he must not have heard it, and he must be in a daze.

The knight was preparing to repeat it again. A gray-haired Nord veteran standing behind Altria, slightly raised his eyebrows, and asked Shen Sheng: "So, is the enemy on the other side reinforced?"

"Admiral Ironfist ..." The attendant knight hurriedly nodded to the old man. He knew that the wisdom and experience of this war-torn Nord veteran were also the most valuable elements of this allied army compared to the knight princess who was too high-clean and too focused on honor.

We can even think so. Her Royal Highness, Altria, is the idol of ordinary soldiers and generals. As long as she stands there, there is no need to worry about the morale of the generals. But in the same way, you can also understand her as a matter-of-fact mascot. The true **** of the Nord army is actually held by the old man and another player ... er, another His Royal Highness.

"Admiral Antano's scouts have paid off, and have not found any signs of large-scale troop increases. The elf's Silver Pegasus Knight is not daring to go too deep into the enemy, but this can also be determined." The herald It was also Altoria ’s servant knight Faus who groaned for a while, and added: "In addition, the scouts, as well as the federal prophecy mage's detection magic, received the same news ... Your Royal Highness, the supply of shore orcs is about It was delivered once every half a month. Their supply team supposedly arrived last week, and the elf Pegasus knights were even prepared to fight again in ambush. However, they never arrived."

"That is to say, the other side is about to cut off the grain? Oh, this is interesting! I remember that the supply of the opposing army was actually provided from the orc ranch in the Belka Hills. That should be the responsibility of the" son of the wind "Sur ? This old opponent will make such a mistake? "

Is the person who speaks is the "other highness" who has actual military command. He is a young man about 30 years old, and has at least five or six points like the awe-inspiring princess, and he is a pretty handsome man. He was tall and tall, also wearing a silver-colored Nord plate armor decorated with gems and gold. It's just that the lines on the armor are much more exaggerated than those of Artoria. Although they are not vulgar, they are even full of art-level gorgeousness and elegance, but they should be placed in the museum and placed on the battlefield. Naturally it seems a bit exaggerated and out of place.

Similarly, unlike the awe-inspiring Altolia, this young man who should be her brother, although handsome as a god, but always has a cynical smile in his mouth, his temperament is closer to a low-key style. But the street artist, who is very grounded, feels that the existence of the whole person is incompatible with the battlefield.

"Of course, it is not certain that they will be out of grain. You know, there are a large number of servants camps for goblins and kobolds across from them." He continued: "If it were me, would I still be patient? We all know, Across the river, whoever first ran into the river would lose the opportunity. Unless it is..."

His voice had not fallen, and the other side of the river bank opposite them made a huge noise again. In the eyes of everyone, the orcs riding a wolf drove a large number of gurgling goblins to the river, like a large group of large wild voles, which made people see their scalp tingling-of course not because of fear , But typically disgusting because of physiology.

This group of dwarf creatures that could only reach the waist of a man of age reached a harsh scream, and the Nords who looked at MDZZ across the river ripped frantically like a group of eaters. The medicine is like a mouse-the same, this is not because these guys are sturdy pure men, but because of fear to the extreme hysterical performance.

But is there any way for goblins? They dare not resist their masters, of course, they can only scream at the enemy who is more fierce than the masters in front of them, but their hearts are actually very desperate.

In the camp of black goblin opposite, there are dozens of particularly giant guys, the cyclops with an average height of more than five meters. They walked slowly to the river, stood outside the range of most projected weapons, and thumped their chests hard, making a thunderous roar, as if a group of hairless gorillas were courting to deter the remaining females.

Nord soldiers looked at each other, there was no fluctuation in their hearts and they even wanted to laugh. The veteran veteran Dalma? Earn Alfist made a comparison of the distance between the Cyclops. It was determined to be outside the range of the human bow and arrow. At the same time, it was also determined that the use of catapults and ballistas could not guarantee the hit rate. A servant came.

"Go to the back of Master Antano to report, and ask him to transfer 2000 master archers."

Earl of Dalma was a veteran who had been over sixty years old, but he did not see the old look at all. He is experienced in battles, but has the calm and cautious trait that is rare among Nord military aristocrats. In his early years, he even traveled incognito to Auckland, Neosfia and even the Sosnes mainland on the other side of the sea. There is no inexplicable sense of superiority of the northern nobility. In his opinion, what kind of situation should be dealt with, in case of trouble, let the better allies solve it, this is clearly the commander's wiseness-if it is replaced by other normal Nord generals, it will not be It's the same. They often see help as a shame. In the face of the provocation of the enemy, if he found that the projectile was not enough, he might have slammed a knife on the spot.

Of course, even the elite twilight island high elf troops will take a little time to gather. Before they arrived, the Cyclops on the opposite side started to attract other moths. They found that the roar seemed to be useless. They simply fished from their feet and (literally) a big hand larger than a sandbag picked up seven or eight goblins. In the miserable wailing of these little creatures, they directly stuffed the goblin into their mouths and bite it with a rattle. In an instant, the shattering of bones and flesh and the screams of goblins became a piece. Fragments of goblin corpses that had been treated as bits and pieces leaked from the big-eyed giant's open fangs and big fangs and spread all over the place.

That scene can already be used as material for at least a plasma horror film produced by class B (this thing is not produced by A). However, this is not complete. The Cyclops made a standard shot shot, waved violently, and threw the goblin half-eaten.

It must be acknowledged that in addition to the talent death light that Cyclops can release, its physical ability is enough to occupy a position at the end of the food chain. The distance that the strong bow and crossbow can't reach, they can just throw it by brute force. The broken goblin bones, as if they were shattered by a stone thrower, roared over the Mubohaier River more than thirty meters, and then directly smashed into the Nords' formation. in.

If it is a group of ordinary people, it will probably be destroyed by this meat (meow) bomb attack on the spot, but for this group of elite Nord soldiers who are arrayed by the river, the other party ’s attack is except the disgusting people. In fact, it can't cause any harm at all ... or as long as it is disgusting.

"It's really embarrassing! His Highness Olivier." The old count sighed in a sorrowless voice with no sadness on his face.

"... Yes! I just said a lot of nonsense, but now I can be sure that the orc's rear must have encountered quite a problem!" This young man who is not suitable for wearing armor is also helpless. Expression: "This kind of gameplay is actually quite inconsistent with the racial nature of the orcs, they should now be under considerable pressure!"

Nordians can easily see the essence through the phenomenon and estimate the opponent's movement from the enemy's unreasonable actions, but ordinary generals do not have such an IQ. In other words, most Nord generals and knights are actually outright combatants, and their bodies often move much faster than their brains.

Look at the orcs across the river! After losing the goblin meat (meow) bomb, he actually turned around and slapped the fat buttock (meow) against this side, and made a whine, but it really became more and more like a hair (Meow) The loveless hairy orangutan is gone.

Then, one of the especially large cyclops reached out his hand, facing the hillside here, and rushing towards Altolia down the hillside, making a pretty gesture!

Can this endure?

"His Royal Highness ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ fight!"

"Your Highness, let's fight!"

"Yeah, you can't let the lowly barbarians be so arrogant!"

...... Wait, isn't Altoria the commander-in-chief? Why are everyone asking for advice around Olivier? Did this group of people subconsciously regard Her Royal Highness the Knight Princess as a mascot?

Then, I only saw the brother of the Cavaliers and Princesses. It looked like a street wandering artist in any way. His royal highness Olivier was still wearing a gorgeous armor. The center of gravity is authentic: "... Adults, you can't fight!"

Subsequent development is probably an excellent commander who is calm, wise and calm. Has the ideological education class for everyone? However, at this time, the knight and princess who had not been speaking since then, suddenly sighed quietly and whispered softly: "The snow mountains there are so beautiful!"

…… Everyone looked at each other, for a while, they didn't know what lines to use to respond, and the scene was very embarrassing. They realized that, from the beginning, their wise and honest (and beautiful, lovely, gentle, and kind) ji (xiang) officer (wu) was staring at the snowy mountains over there.

"Yes! It's so beautiful ..." She looked at Snow Mountain and added a murmur.

Olivier said to himself. Where is this girl just in a daze, clearly a girl who is thinking of spring!

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