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    readx; In the quiet night sky, a shrill scream passed through, and then the killing sound shook the sky, rolling past like thunder.  The change between movement and stillness was so sudden, as if someone had been trying his best to suppress himself, until at this moment, he suddenly roared.  At the south entrance of the river valley, the battle only lasted a few minutes.  More than a dozen "Blood Rose" spies quietly eliminated the sentry on duty. Then, the Anlan soldiers hiding in the dark swarmed forward, swords raised, and the sentry guard who was caught off guard suddenly flowed into a river of blood.  Although there are many familiar faces among them, even though not long ago, both sides trained on the same field and even greeted each other.  But now, the fanatical Anlan warriors just rushed in with red eyes, cutting down everyone they met to the ground.  A small team of swordsmen battalion is usually responsible for setting up cards to collect taxes and doing routine inspections, so how can they be the opponents of this group of tigers and wolves.  Only half a quarter of an hour later, the south entrance of the river valley announced that it had changed hands.  At the same time, a troop of soldiers and horses came out of the magic workshop, and the leader was none other than Count Caldera, who was covered in blood.  He gave a few casual instructions, and the cavalrymen left in twos and threes, while the rest of the troops gathered around several carriages, turned onto the post road, and rushed towards the north end of the valley.  And that place is also the most brutal battlefield so far.  On the hillside, Turanze sang loudly, and the strong wind swept down.  The rich wind magic power transformed into giant light cyan eagles in mid-air, with their wings spread out and as sharp as knives. They fired thousands of feathers at the same time, each of which was as powerful as a mid-level spell.  , "Blade of the Wind".  In just an instant, the guard camp was plowed by the wind blade. Before the soldiers who had just rushed out of the camp could react, they suffered a second round of blows from the giant eagle. They suffered heavy casualties and almost everyone suffered losses.  Turanze pressed his hand.  The giant eagles swooped down, using their bodies as weapons for their final attack.  When the flying wind blades gradually dispersed, passionate shouts of killing followed.  The An Lan soldiers who were lying in ambush jumped up and launched a swift charge.  "We should have everything, and prepare to set up the formation," Van Hinkel said, looking into the distance with his hands behind his hands.  "We must seize the time. Allegri has at least nearly ten thousand troops, but that idiot has assigned them to garrison in various parts of the territory He may think that as long as the enemy cannot break through the outer defense line, it will not be a threat.  "Herseus Valley." "Isn't it?" Turanze asked casually.  In order to preserve as much mana as possible, his spell only lasted for a few dozen seconds before returning the battlefield to friendly forces.  "Well, if there is no internal response, it will be more difficult." The old Duke smiled softly, he opened his palm, and a bloody bat landed and hung upside down on his little finger.  "Magic pet?" Turanze glanced in surprise. He had never heard that Duke Van Hinkel also had the identity of a magician.  "It's just a little pet," the old Duke replied nonchalantly. He listened for a moment and nodded.  "Let's go down. The battle is over and Caldera will be here soon." Brooke woke up suddenly.  He sat up from the bed with a confused expression.  At first, he thought he had a nightmare, but soon the old magician realized that the killing cry was not an illusion.  But it actually exists.     what happens?  Brooke was a little surprised. There were no worries inside or outside, and the army was marching north and south. Who could overcome the many dangers and reach the Hersius Valley?  He put on his outer robe and hurried out of the bedroom. He stood in the corridor and looked south, only to see flames rising into the sky, mixed with cries and shouts, and it was a mess.  There was a fire?  Brooke thought for a moment and shook his head.  How could a fire break out on a snowy day? Someone must have planned to cause trouble and had a conflict with the security forces.  "It's really not easy to worry about. The old magician walked towards the door while getting dressed. Since he's awake, let's go over and have a look, so as not to get out of control and cause trouble for the teacher.  Until this moment, Brooke still believes that this is just a small-scale friction. This is also the thinking of most people inside and outside the valley.  There were not enough kindling materials, and it was a snowy day. Neighboring people helped each other and quickly controlled the fire. More people got up and talked about this strange fire in small groups.  They didn't know that the "Blood Rose" agent who was the instigator was hiding in the dark and sneering. The purpose of the fire was just to deceive others and buy as much time as possible.  Rubian huddled in the shadow of the corridor, holding a venom-quenching short knife upside down in his hand, just like a poisonous snake waiting for its prey.  The footsteps gradually approached, with frizzy hair and long strides. It should be the high-level Fire Law Brook nicknamed "Explosive Ball".  He took a step forward quietly, his back tenseSticking to the wall, maintaining a posture that can be stabbed at any time.  But why does it feel a little loose under your feet?  Rubian was a little puzzled and moved half a step to the side. He didn't want to make any noise and let the duck fly away.  But it was this subconscious action that left him with a lesson he will never forget.  Amidst the huge explosion, a ray of fire emerged from under him and went straight to his crotch.  The next moment, Rubian screamed, covering his crotch with both hands, slapping the flames that ignited on his pants.  Even though he has always been cautious, he never expected that someone would actually set up magic traps in the corridor of his home. With this weird hobby, he really deserves to be a crazy magician.  ¡°Who?¡± Brooke¡¯s heart trembled and he asked loudly.  He first blessed himself with a "mana shield", and then waved his hand to cast the "Fireball Technique" to light up the dark corridor.  But, there was no one.  After triggering the trap, Rubion immediately retreated without hesitation.  By the time the old magician walked out of the living room cautiously, Rubion had already climbed over the wall and escaped, hiding in a deserted corner, checking his burnt crotch.  "What happened?" The loud noise alerted the guards in the mansion. Seeing them rushing over, Brooke frowned and asked.  "We don't know either." The two young swordsmen shook their heads at the same time.  "Let's go to the executive hall." Brooke waved and just walked out of the palace when he suddenly felt something was wrong.  The fire in the small town attracted everyone's attention, but if he remembered correctly, the shouts of death that woke him up should have come from the north of the valley.  "Quick, go gather the troops! There are also mages!" He stopped and ordered sternly. At the same time, he raised his hand and a ray of fire shot straight into the sky.  It exploded high in the air, forming a fiery red violet.  This is the highest level warning signal in the Hersius Valley, and only he and Allegri have the authority to issue it.  This is an emergency signal and an order to enter a wartime system.  All those who can fight must take up arms and defend their homeland.  But this explosion was quickly suppressed, because a series of violent explosions sounded one after another throughout the town.  A group of three cavalrymen, their saddlebags filled with bulging magic array disks.  Among the three people, one must have the status of a magic apprentice.  They are either the spies of the "Blood Rose" or An Lan's soldiers. They have the ability to activate the magic arrays, then put them far away, and then rush to the next location.  "The delay time of the "bomb" array ranges from three minutes to a quarter of an hour. These cavalrymen carry relatively short types.  As they moved forward, there were constant explosions behind them.  As a result, in the small town, houses collapsed, blood and flesh were everywhere, and many magicians were still sleeping.  He was blown to death on the bed.  "It's the 'Bomb' array" Brooke would never admit his mistake to this extremely familiar voice.  There was a hint of panic in his eyes, and it was very clear what this matter meant.  "Follow me." He shouted angrily, leading seven or eight guards in the mansion.  Rushing towards the street, a group of cavalry happened to be passing by and threw a magic array disk over.  "Bastard!" He strode over and motioned to the guards to speed up to avoid being affected by the explosion.  The cavalry team stopped dozens of steps away, activating the next array. Brook chanted a few words, waved his hand and released a string of ten fireballs. At the moment of contact, the opponent's men and horses were fried into charcoal.  But the explosions continued. The secret weapons that were once used against the enemy were now used on our own side. The town named after him was ravaged by the "bomb" array and let out painful screams.  The situation is extremely chaotic, and there is no one to direct it. Even if there is someone, the order cannot be conveyed.  The magicians, who had almost no combat experience, fled from their homes in panic.  Some of them were soon assassinated by the "Blood Rose" agents who were ambushing nearby. The bloody killings caused even greater panic. Even if Brooke tried to summon them, he had little effect.  On the forest path, Darnion was still fighting hard with Mastour.  He had to admit that the other party's martial arts skills were definitely better than his own. Even if he tried his best, he still couldn't win a single move.  The cry of killing came, the fire lit up, and then there were continuous explosions. Each one made Darnan's mind distracted.  The ominous premonition finally became a reality, coming so quickly, far beyond his expectation.  "Are you anxious?" Mastour knew that the other party must be in a state of confusion and anxious to get away, so he changed his sword technique, and while circling Darnion, he slashed out his long sword.  Seemingly careless, he often blocks his way.  "Get away!" Darnion jumped up, and the rune ice blade split into two, forming a circle.?Spinning double blades.  He attacked like a gust of wind, trying to find a way out, but Mastur's sword force became dense and flexible, forming a sword energy network, trapping him in it, making it difficult to break free.  "If you continue like this, I will kill you." The crazy offensive means that the defense is flawed. Mastour's long sword swept at an angle and picked up a piece of flesh on Darnan's shoulder, and blood slowly seeped out.  Darnan knew that he was right. In such a high-level battle, being seen through the opponent's intentions often meant complete passivity.  The ice blade flipped over, Darnion calmed down and focused on dealing with the enemy in front of him.  At the southern entrance and exit of the "Lightstalker's Road", rivers of blood flowed and corpses lay everywhere.  In addition to the soldiers who died on both sides, there were also caravans that were affected by Chiyu. Due to the heavy snow blocking the road, there were not too many convoys traveling from north to south, but there were still hundreds of people who were involved in the battlefield and died innocently here.  .  Turanze held the instrument panel and measured the angle of the mountain road to determine the location of the array.  The entire escort stationed here was wiped out, and no one could interfere with him.  "Your Majesty the Duke?" Caldera led his troops and rushed over. Seeing the old man in red robe standing at the front, he stepped forward to greet him.  "Your Excellency, Earl." Van Hinkel glanced at the trailer behind him. On the trailer behind him, the wooden boxes containing the magic array disks were neatly arranged.  He nodded with satisfaction and asked, "How many array disks are there?" "About three hundred," Caldera replied, "There are still some that have been put into use." "Very good."  Listening to the explosion in the distance, the old Duke smiled slightly, as if he could smell the endless smell of blood.  On the other side, Turanze began to set up a formation. The "Blood Rose" agent disguised as a convoy guard had already moved the magic materials to the nearby mountain col. There were a dozen large boxes, all from the Buada Empire.  Treasury.  "How long will it take?" Caldera looked at it for a moment and asked.  "Half an hour, as long as it lasts half an hour, the goddess of victory will wave to us." Van Hinkel smiled. He didn't expect that things would go so smoothly, and he didn't even need to take action himself.  "So, when can we blow up the 'Way of the Light Walker'?" Caldera's tone was very calm, and there was no hint of joy.  "When the magic circle is activated, you can start taking action." The old Duke replied.  Caldera nodded and asked his subordinates to remove the magic array disk and make final preparations.  After the battle, dozens of "Blood Rose" spies had entered the "Path of the Light Walkers" to clean up the patrolling escorts and the merchants who had unfortunately bumped into them.  The miserable screams echoed in the mountain road, but Caldera turned a deaf ear. He summoned the warriors who had been arranged in advance. There were a hundred people in total, one-third of whom had the ability to activate the magic array.  "Success or failure depends on this." He looked at them, and they looked at him with unwavering eyes.  "When the magic circle is activated, you will carry the array disk and enter the 'Path of the Light Walker,'" Caldera commanded in a deep voice. "After arriving at the designated location, you will dig holes and activate the magic circle disk at the same time, and then hurry up.  , try to come back" He paused and sighed secretly.  It's okay for those on the periphery, but there's no way that the warriors who have entered the deepest part of the "Lightstalker's Road" can come back.  They are destined to be destroyed together with this north-south passage.  ¡­(To be continued.) ¡­
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