Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 284 Follow My Orders ([-] in [-])

"Listen to my order?"

Cyril was just stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand Ellandar's move at all—could it be that the Elf Elder thought that a young half-elf had the ability to lead an army?

Or did he want to hit Cyril in this way, to let Cyril understand that he is just an ordinary half-elf, and he doesn't have much capital to bargain with him?
No wonder Cyril thought too much, after all, this is a regular army sent to the door for nothing, with a total of more than [-] riders, and it is estimated that the average level is about to reach the isopolar line of the professional level. If the number is not too small, it is enough to fight The whole of Amasir.

Alina raised her head, looked at Cyril with her small mouth slightly open, and couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes.She touched Cyril lightly with her elbow, motioning him to bend down, then tiptoed to her ear, and said softly:
"My lord, the first army will be here!"

Cyril pouted, but didn't answer his words.Alina obviously didn't think too much about this, but her joy was genuine.

He had already thought about the pros and cons of taking over this army at this time.Although he is a complete rookie in battle now, a mature army is enough to make up for his poor command skills, and it is undoubtedly a good opportunity to practice.

And leading the army is also the path he must go through in the future-before he kidnaps a few good enough battle masters and fierce generals, leading the team to fight is obviously what he must do.

As for the disadvantages... I didn't expect it at all!

The elite who come to your door, don't want it for nothing!
"What about you?" Cyril asked Clement back, and the latter said in a deep voice, "I will serve as your adjutant, responsible for delivering orders and information."

As he spoke, his complexion suddenly changed, and there was a clear and pleasant bird call from the bushes beside him.

Cyril couldn't hear what kind of bird song it was, and just when he thought it was a monster attacking, he saw Clement put his finger on his mouth, and didn't change the shape of his mouth, and the melodious bird call came from From his mouth, short and long intertwined into a wonderful melody, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is conveying information.

After finishing all this, Clement immediately said to Cyril: "My lord, there is a message from the front that a group of monsters broke through the tree man's defense line and are heading towards our northwest."

"The tree people's defense line has been breached? Those monsters can fly? Are they the harpies you just killed?" Cyril's heart trembled. Those tree people have the ability to mobilize the trees around them, and their blood bars are long. The skin is thick, and it can be said that it is difficult to break through their defenses.

"No, the information is unknown." Clement shook his head, and the sound of birds in the forest came again. He listened carefully for a few words, his expression changed, and he said quickly: "The Ivy Department has encountered them and is fighting middle!"

Cyril looked at the corpse of the harpy on the ground with some reluctance. Although there were not many good materials on this cursed creature, it could still sell for a lot of money if it insisted on breaking it down and selling it.

But he didn't hesitate too much, turned over and jumped on Yinlu's back again, and shouted softly:
"Clement, the whole team."

He didn't notice the strange gleam in Clement's eyes when he turned around, but he immediately raised the long sword in his hand.

The elves, who were still resting just now, immediately dropped what they were doing and rode on the silver deer in unison.Elena, who was delighted, also rode a silver stag into the formation together with Misha.But in a few tens of seconds, the neatly arranged silver deer phalanx has followed in front of Cyril.

"Next, our department will be commanded by this lord."

There was only a brief commotion among the elves, but the silence was restored immediately.

Cyril was a little surprised by this execution ability. It can be seen that the Silver Deer Riders are indeed the elite troops of the Congye clan-don't forget that this is a group of Clary elves, and they have a lot of prejudice against half-elves themselves, let alone this The half-elf has yet to show any strength.

Cyril's thoughts flowed, and the silver deer under his crotch immediately took two steps forward. He cleared his throat, and the trace of leisure on his face just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by incomparable seriousness.

Then he said loudly:

"Remember my name, Cyril Adrian."

"Next, follow my orders—"

As he said, he drew out the long sword at his waist and pointed to the northwest:

"Support the Ivy League!"

After finishing the words, he was the first to turn the deer's head, and the silver deer under his crotch jumped out lightly, and jumped onto the river beach in a few vertical leaps.And Cyril sat on it, as if rooted on the back of a silver deer.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Follow, follow!" Clement yelled, taking the lead in chasing after Cyril.The thirty or so riders behind him reacted and followed closely behind.

More than thirty riders shuttled lightly among the woods. The woods beside the river beach were not sparse, which was fine for skilled riders and would not affect the speed of the silver deer.But Clement was surprised to find that no matter how much he urged his mount to speed up, he couldn't catch up with the figure of the half-elf boy who was only a few seconds ahead of them——

And he wasn't the only one who realized this, the elves behind him also noticed that the figure leaping vertically in the front didn't mean to slow down at all, and was even getting farther and farther away from them!
Are you kidding me, is the silver deer such a manageable creature?How can you ride so easily as a half-elf for the first time?
Just because you are a newcomer named by the elders!
Clement looked back subconsciously, and found that Misha and Alina, who were also newcomers, had been left far behind, and that Miss Misha was a purebred elf——

For the first time, he changed his mind about Cyril, and then made a gesture to signal the team to slow down, and then he went after him with all his strength, trying to call out to the temporary commander.

And Cyril ran in the front, not to show off in front of the elves.From the moment he pulled out the long sword, the sign on the summon attribute panel jumped in front of his retina.

So after he boarded the river beach, he lightly touched the silver deer's head twice, signaling it to run away, and then called out the attribute panel.

But it's okay not to look at the panel, but when he looked at the panel, he was shocked!

My own experience bar hadn't reached level 31 before, but now it has passed level 33, and I'm heading straight to level 34!

This sudden increase in experience was like a big gift package that fell from the sky, and it caught Cyril by surprise: he did not forget that he had to share one-third of the experience in the second panel, which shows how rich this experience is!

But where did this experience come from?He was sure that this was definitely not given to him by the will body of the tree of life, and he didn't spit at random on the way, accidentally spitting out a big boss...

Cyril was thinking about it, but he heard shouts from behind him.He turned off the panel, slowed down and looked back, but saw Clement trying to chase him with embarrassment on his face, and managed to catch up behind him, saying repeatedly:
"Sir, slow down, everyone can't keep up..."

Silver Deer Ride!
These three words suddenly jumped into his mind, and Cyril was stunned for a moment, and laughed wildly in his heart the next second!
Silver Deer Cavalry, that is, Silver Deer Cavalry - I have taken over the command of this unit, and the experience of killing the soldiers under my command will be shared with myself!

This is a mechanism in [Road to Glory]. The NPC soldiers you lead and build are regarded as summoned units, and all kills will give experience to the leader of the team!
Although he hadn't been in office before, the appointment given by Yilandar must have been issued before they arrived at the river beach.

And how many harpies did these Silver Deer Riders kill just now?Eighty?one hundred?or more?No matter how much, this is a huge value!

What is this, the reincarnated half-elf summons a pure-blood elf to help me level up?

Cyril burst into laughter in his heart, but the skilled expression management made his face not change at all, but became more serious.He already had a plan in his heart, so there was even a hint of gloom between his brows and eyes:
"Clement, the members of the Ivy Division are still struggling to resist the opponent's attack, but we are still here slowly. Is this the quality of the Congye Clan's elves!"

His low shout made Clement tremble all over.Clement looked at the undisguised anxiety of the half-elf boy in front of him, and inexplicably began to blame himself, so he whispered:
"But...we seem to have gone in a circle..."

Cyril's face froze, but he activated the Wind Listening Technique a little bit, and he could hear a wind mixed with the sound of battle blowing towards them. It sounded like the battle was extremely fierce.

So he calmly said: "Don't be too brainy when marching, this is to maximize the results of the battle. Let them follow up immediately and press me up!"

Clement listened ignorantly, dead-brained?Why is he out of his mind?You took a detour, why don't you lose your mind?

But he still called out the Silver Deer Riders behind him. This time, Cyril didn't speed up, keeping the team in a neat formation.

A group of silver deer rode through the forest, and everyone was speechless along the way.

Clement was curious about how clever this half-elf boy with extraordinary riding skills could be tactically, and suddenly saw Cyril raise his right fist high——

This is a gesture for the whole team to stop.

All the deer stopped at the same time.

Then, the half-elf boy gave a simple and short order:
"Draw the sword."

"Draw the sword?" Clement did as he did, looking around, but didn't see any trace of the enemy.He tried to listen, but he couldn't hear the enemy's voice.

But Cyril's next order has followed:

"Follow me."

He swiftly dropped the three syllables, and then the silver deer under his crotch jumped out briskly.The elves instigated the silver deer one after another, but saw the figure of the half-elf boy far ahead of them by a few steps, walking at the forefront of the team.

They were still wondering why the new commander wanted them to draw their swords. As the Silver Deer advanced, a gust of wind suddenly leaked into their ears—mixed with the howling cries of people and the cries of elves. , and the sound of shields colliding with metal!

It's the sound of battle!

Clement subconsciously wanted to hear more clearly, and suddenly found that the long sword in the hand of the half-elf boy in front of him was hanging by his side at some point, and there was a group of strong blue wind on it.

Could it be that he brought the wind over?How can it be?This idea jumped into Clement's mind, causing him to fall into a trance.

But Cyril didn't give him any more time to think, and the two words were mixed in the wind and passed into their ears:

"Speed ​​up—"

As soon as the words fell, the silver deer figure who had kept a certain distance from the team before suddenly accelerated, and was about to leave them behind.Clement gritted his teeth—are you kidding me, a half-elf, it's enough to throw him behind once, and you have to throw him a second time?
He immediately shouted loudly: "Speed ​​up, speed up!"

In his voice, the elves clamped their legs tightly, and the silver stags under their crotches also realized how anxious their master was at the moment, and they all played at a speed far exceeding normal.The speed of this team of silver deer riders was pulled to the highest in an instant, the distance of [-] meters was crossed in the blink of an eye, and the woods ahead became more and more sparse——

Coming out of the woods!
And at this moment, Clement clearly heard the sound of fighting, and the weak wind just now directly poured into his ears this time. He was slightly stunned, and immediately realized the reason for this!

The Ivy Department in the northwest, where the battle with the enemy is, is in a valley upstream of the river beach.And the temporary commander's detour made the mountain block the wind, so that he didn't hear the sound of the battle clearly!

But Cyril heard it clearly!He accurately grasped the positions of the two warring parties, and what they are going to initiate now is——

Charge down the hillside!

Clement had just figured this out when he saw that the half-elf boy in front of him had already raised the long sword in his hand.The seemingly ordinary sword was surrounded by blue light at this moment, and the swift wind condensed on it, like a bright lamp!
"Silver Deer Cavalry, Riverside Department, charge with me!"

The youth's clear voice came from the wind, behind him, Clement was the first to raise the long sword in his hand, and shouted loudly:

"Charge, charge!"

Cyril was the first to rush out of the woods, followed by a swooping hillside.The moment he rushed out of the woods, he could see the battle below at a glance - on one side was the camp of elves, and the Ivy Division was just like its name, a group of elf infantry.

They held large shields wrapped in ivy, and they were arranged in a row.Unless such infantry attack with fire, they can easily deal with ordinary swords and claws of monsters.

But at this time, the elves were in a hard fight. They didn't directly collide with the enemy. Around them, a huge green mask was propped up, which was obviously a natural elf spell.

But outside the mask, there are clusters of phantoms, madly colliding with the mask.The huge green mask was hit and flickered, getting darker and darker, and it was about to be broken!

"My lord, the protection of nature can't hold it anymore, it can last at most... 15 minutes!"

The elf in a robe and holding a long staff shouted in pain, while the infantry around him with swords and shields looked at him, but they were at a loss - not that they didn't want to fight, but that those phantoms could pass right through them shields, and tore at their bodies.

They simply can't compete with it!

"Nora on top..." Behind the team, the tall elf with a serious face took a deep breath, "Now I just hope that the nearby troops can support us..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly found that blue balls of light suddenly lit up on the mask in front of him, as if someone had injected new power.

"Torlan, what happened to Nature's Guardian?"

"My lord, it's not the protection of nature! The light is outside, outside—my lord, those balls of light have fallen!"

And in Tolland's surprised shout, outside the mask, on the hillside——

Riding on a silver deer, the half-elf boy jumped out of the jungle and held up the long sword in his hand.Without any chanting or casting spells, a row of cyan giant hammers instantly condensed in the sky outside the mask.

Then with his long sword swinging down, they all fell down!
Meteor Hammer - Thirteen consecutive shots!
(End of this chapter)