Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 719 Origin Necklace
The young Marquis on the back of the Nightmare Warhorse was watching the long column of the Amathir army marching in the direction of St. Heitel. Suddenly, his legs clamped lightly and the horse stopped.

He turned his head and looked to the north, only to feel that his mind was in a trance, as if he saw golden flames all over the sky, the giant clock was shaking, and the sound of chanting continued...

"Lord Marquis, what's the matter, do you miss Ms. Christian and the others?" Seeing him stop, Azike asked along the way—Mia and the others were all located in Siliki and Fort Mandex, and did not go with the team Adler area.

"No." Cyril quickly came back to his senses, he shook his head, and said with a hesitant expression on his face, "I just feel...something is wrong, as if something important happened, it's okay, let's move on. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the necklace hanging on his chest suddenly burst into bright light, shining on his chest like a small sun, and Azike, who was shaking to one side, couldn't even open his eyes.

That was the reward I got from Photios when I first met him, a string of nameless necklaces.When the hourglass that sealed the gray god was still there, this string of necklaces could suppress the gray god's soul; and when the gray god's soul was swallowed by Nirola, only this necklace was left hanging around Cyril's neck. string necklace.

Cyril has always been very curious about the magical power of this necklace, but there is still no clue.

However, at this moment, it is shining brilliantly, and the blue side bands are also shining brightly, and the colorless gemstone in the middle is emitting a dazzling and gentle light at this moment.

He picked up the necklace on his neck in surprise, only feeling a wave of power emerge from it and merge into his bones, making his such a solid body let out a comfortable moan.

This burst of bright light lasted for nearly 3 minutes, and then gradually dissipated.When the light completely dissipated, the necklace left on Cyril's neck had already changed its appearance:
Its front end is still a fine, blue and white interlaced border, with lines like open wings, delicate and gorgeous; but the colorless gemstone in the center has turned into the shape of a water drop at this moment, from the inside to the outside Has a comforting blue glow.

The red item description text also appeared:
"[Original Necklace]: He once kissed this necklace, and only the fire of the souls of the most loyal believers can revive it. Those who wear it will receive the original protection."

In the beginning...necklace.

Cyril held the necklace lightly in his hand, and was speechless for a moment.

Although the copywriting system of [Road to Glory] is a riddle, it is not ambiguous in naming some items. "The Ax of the Tauren" must be the ax held by the Tauren, and the "Warhammer of the Goblin" is of course the warhammer held by the Goblin.

And necklaces that can be prefixed with "Yuanchu", or even necklaces that are prefixed with "Yuanchu", plus this string of copywriting descriptions...

This is not some poor imitation of later generations.

It is a necklace that was truly blessed by Danya, the source of everything.

Cyril breathed faster for a moment, he never expected that this humble necklace would have such a big background - when Photius handed it to him, what he said was "this necklace is from A Brought out of Dragonland by Puton Lyman".

Upton Lyman is the founding monarch of La Rochelle, the macho man who broke out from the blockade of the empire, crossed the Corridor of Nora, and came to this land through the Black Forest.His strength is undoubtedly at the top of the mainland, coupled with the equipment he wears, which is taken from the Dragon Domain and named "Dragon King's Divine Power", he was able to repel Ao San Emma several times and create La Rochelle. this kingdom.

It's a pity that all the blood and talent of the Lehman family seem to be concentrated on him, and one heir in the next life is not as good as one. That's why the new dynasty of La Rochelle replaced the old dynasty, and the Herman family ascended the throne.

When he first accepted the necklace, Cyril thought that he would get a task of "regathering the divine attire of the first emperor", but the necklace has been silent, so it has been delayed.

And this moment.

"The Primordial Necklace... The Primal Necklace sealed in the Dragon Realm was taken out by Upton Lyman. He saw through the core under its dusty appearance, so he brought it out of the Dragon Realm..."

"But why, why does this necklace show its true face at this time?"

"I didn't do anything?"

Cyril turned his head, read the copy description carefully several times, and suddenly froze.

"Only the fire of the soul of the most loyal believer can revive it."

In the north... the golden flames filled the sky, the church bells were ringing, and the chanting was incessant...

The picture that just emerged flashed in Cyril's mind for a moment, and he turned his head again, looking at the northern sky.

The white cloud passing by was covered with a layer of gold, like a benevolent old man, drifting away into the distance.

"Photios...bishop..."

He seemed to have guessed the truth of the matter.

The young Marquis took a deep breath, then put the necklace into his clothes, straightened his back, and rode his horse forward.

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On the plain outside St. Heitel, there were no Ao St. Emma people at this time.

Just like the battle report from St. Hytel, those Ao San Emma who besieged St. Hytel were all expelled from the land, and the remnants of the defeated army also needed time to reorganize.

Coupled with the fact that Ao St. Emma still needs to gather its troops, there is really no time to visit St. Heiter again in a short while.

The Second Army took the opportunity to set up a position on the west side of St. Heiter, forming a line of defense with St. Heiter as the core.

It's just that this position seems a bit too shabby - there is no decent earth wall as a shelter, and there are not enough city defense weapons. Even the barracks tents in the position are sparse and look empty.

This scene made Cyril's heart sink when he arrived at St. Hytel.

This is undoubtedly what they are most worried about: the Second Army and the Fifth Army consumed too many troops in the pursuit battle, which will greatly reduce the defensive strength of St. Heitel, and will not be able to fight in the next confrontation. Contend with Ao San Emma Fang.

He and Atsk quickly found the commander of the Second Army, Yarlin Amy, a robust middle-aged general with bandages on half of his face, reading official documents with one eye in the main barracks.

"Your Excellency Amy, this is... what happened?"

His appearance surprised both of them.

"I got an arrow in my right eye, I'm blind, and I only have one eye left." Amy shook her head, "It's not a big problem. When I have a chance to go back to Solconan, I'll find His Majesty Photios for treatment. Revisit things."

Cyril didn't know what to say for a while, but Atsk didn't have so much politeness to say, he asked directly: "Your Excellency Amy, we need to know the battle damage of the St. Heitel Front Army."

"Battle damage? 7000 people were killed in our army, 5000 people were killed in the Fifth Army Corps, and ten Ao San Emma brigades were blocked—"

"Ten Austrian Saint Emma brigades? Isn't that a total of 2 people?" Atzke was stunned by this number. He quickly looked at Cyril, and saw that the young Marquis had already looked normal, "It seems that the situation is worse than ours. Think better."

They originally estimated that the ratio of deaths between the two sides would be one to one, and that there were only 5000 people left in the St. Heitel Front Army, but at this moment, with 8000 people left, they sent this 3-strong Ossa. Only 1 people remained.

This is undoubtedly a wonderful victory.

"What about you? Has Parkli been taken back?" Yarlin Amy asked old-fashionedly.

"Of course we took it back, and we have wiped out all the Osan Emma people stationed in Parkri." Azike replied, with a very relaxed look on his face.

This kind of battle situation is obviously much better than what they thought, but don't underestimate the 8000 people between 5000 and 3000 people. At the critical moment, these 3000 people are the absolute power to turn the battle situation.

The position outside the city is relatively dilapidated, and it seems that it is also because the Second Army has suffered more damage than the Fifth Army, and there is not enough strength to support the position outside the city for the time being.

"Leave us to repair the positions outside the city." Atzke thought for a moment, then said: "The people of Osan Emma will definitely not give up on St. Heitel. Successive defeats will make them impatient, and they will probably follow our As originally thought, confront us near St. Hytel."

"Will they really choose to attack St. Heiter?" Amy was still a little worried, "If their goal is to conquer a city and establish their front-line base camp in the Adler area, then they can completely attack Dumen and Middenbrand's attack—not to mention, they already know that our main force is concentrated in St. Heitel."

The young Marquis gave an answer at this time: "Your Excellency Amy, don't forget who our opponent is, they are the people of Ao San Emma - they have arrogance in their bones, and repeated setbacks will only make them more dissatisfied."

"What's more, the coach Rowell O'Brien is notoriously violent. If he can hold back at this time and choose to attack Durman and Middenbrand, then it's not Iraqi. Lia's legion commander, it's not the 'broken finger' Rowell Oberian."

Cyril didn't have the slightest doubt about this point. As he said, the arrogance of the people of San Emma is deeply rooted in their bones. They will not allow themselves to suffer setbacks over and over again, and they will find their way back wherever they fall.

And the more critical point is that the people of Ao San Emma are in a hurry.

They are anxious, of course they are anxious, but don't think that the cost of teleportation is a small sum, sending far more troops to the Adelaide Sea, but not being able to produce immediate results, so delaying every day in the Adler area , is a kind of torture for them.

Aside from the so-called unstable morale and low morale, the most core and most critical point is:
Tens of thousands of troops, even with the Dilong Legion, which is a big food provider, plus cavalry troops - the people of St. Emma who came to La Rochelle full of confidence, how could they think that they were already in La Rochelle? Will the attack launched "unprepared" be blocked by the people of La Rochelle, and they will not even be able to occupy a city?
It has been delayed for more than a month, how much food and grass have they prepared?How much food is left now?Can they drag on without follow-up supplies?
What's more, the people of Ao San Emma are not fools. The long wall built by the people of La Rochelle directly blocked their plan to rush into the hinterland of Amasir with a triumphant song, and then La Rochelle put on a "tough The posture of "dragging" is clearly waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.

Once La Rochelle's reinforcements arrive, will they, who have failed to achieve results, still stand in Adler?
Obviously not.

Therefore, they are left with only one option:

decisive battle.

Right here at St. Hytel, the decisive battle.

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Rowell O'Brien sat at the top of the long table, exuding a dangerous aura, so that none of the soldiers below dared to speak.

They could only look down at the map in front of them and the battle reports they had sorted out. The numbers on it were so horrible that they were ashamed to bow their heads——

"The Hylia Front Army is completely wiped out."

"Pakri's front army is completely wiped out."

"The St. Hytel Front Army was defeated and retreated, with more than 50.00% killed."

"This is the answer sheet you handed in?"

"This is the answer sheet you gave to the empire?"

"The empire supports you just to see you lose miserably at the hands of the La Rochelle people and be humiliated by them!"

The wooden table suddenly collapsed and shattered under the heavy slap of Rowell O'Brien. The flying dust covered the faces of the soldiers, and the veteran was full of anger. He swept the eyes of the soldiers, wishing to tear them apart one by one. Put it all in your mouth.

"Speak, speak!"

"Aren't they very eloquent before going on an expedition? Who made it happen by capturing Amasir in three months? Talk!"

Finally, some soldiers couldn't bear it anymore and whispered: "General, I think this is just their mistake..."

"A mistake? What a mistake, a mistake can give almost 4 people to La Rochelle? We killed 4 people, how many people killed La Rochelle?!"

Rowell raised his hand abruptly, and a sharp long knife passed before everyone's eyes, and precisely cut on the arm of the general who was speaking. A left hand flew high in an instant, blood streaked across the air, and sprinkled on everyone. full face.

The general stared blankly at his empty arm and the sharp knife nailed to the ground. After a while, he screamed: "Ah, my hand, ah!!"

"I don't know how many people killed La Rochelle, I don't know what trump card they have, I don't know why they beat us, I don't know anything—"

"This is the answer sheet you have handed over in the past month, you trash." Rowell Oberian stood up coldly, his eyes like wolves swept over the faces of every general:

"We will attack St. Hytel again after the troops are assembled."

"I demand that it be won in one fell swoop. Don't give the La Rochelle people a chance to breathe, don't give them a chance to delay, don't let them do any more humiliation to the glory of the empire, and completely annihilate them in St. Hytel—— "

His eyeballs rolled twice in their sockets, and finally stared straight at the map that fell on the ground.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you understand?"

His answer was only a low "understand" for a while, and then there was silence.

"Dismiss."

He flicked his battle robe and strode out of the cabin.

The Adlai Sea outside the cabin.

It is full of sails hoisting black dragon flags.

(End of this chapter)