Your Excellency, Guardian Knight, don't back down! When Harandil saw something was wrong, he stood up in a hurry. Krista glanced at him.
【do you have any opinion? 】
The ranger captain immediately sat back and lowered his head to guide the ants on the ground to move things.
"Commander, we are also going to help the engineers build the bridge." Uruk walked in from outside the tent and made a silly voice. Without waiting for Griffith to answer, Alyosha grabbed his ears and dragged him outside the tent, whispering: "Come on, big stupid bear, I smell-"
"The smell of war!"
The air in the camp was unusually quiet.
Krista came to Galadia. Bright eyes look at each other, and you can even see rolling thunderclouds, arcs of electricity, and hear crackling explosions, which makes people think about the birth and destruction of the universe.
"Have a drink,
"Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
The two people stared at each other with sore eyes and turned their heads to see Sonia taking out a carrot from nowhere and eating it.
She chewed the carrots slowly and slowly like a little rabbit, eating the carrots piece by piece. Although she ate very elegantly, the crunchy vegetables still made a "croak, croak" sound.
"Sonia, why are you eating carrots?" Galadia asked. When she was at Homemonworth, the countess often picked out the radishes and cauliflowers she didn't like from the bowl and gave them to Griffith.
"Because it's delicious." Sonia slowly ate the vegetables, and the sweet curves of her cheeks were like round apples.
Seeing that she was almost finished eating, Miss Elf and Krista turned their heads again and looked at each other. It took a while to brew. Krista opened her lips lightly: "Miss Elf..."
"Click, croak, croak, croak."
After Sonia finished eating the carrot, she took out a cucumber from somewhere and ate it with the skin on.
"Countess," Krista said weakly, "if you don't peel the cucumber, it will be astringent."
"Quack, quack." Sonia raised her head, chewing like a hamster with stuffed cheeks, looking at the girls and nodding.
…
In the morning, after the infantry troops assembled, they prepared rafts on the downstream shore and made a gesture of forcing a crossing.
After receiving the order to attack, the infantry began to feint to attack the ferry with the support of the remaining light artillery to attract the enemy's attention. All the cavalry troops brought the engineering troops to prepare a pontoon bridge upstream, and marched to the upstream to start building the bridge.
As soon as the pontoon bridge was completed, Griffiths, who couldn't wait, led the Storm Squadron to land first. They gathered in a sharp formation on the shore and launched an attack on the orc army who discovered the abnormal movement and came to intercept it.
"Dense formation, assault!"
A flying ax passed by his ear, and the throwing spear let out a shrill whistle. Griffith showed no fear at all. He took out the throwing gun from the saddle with his backhand and threw it towards the military formation in front, and then he was the first to rush into the enemy group.
"Three volleys!"
Harandil stood on the other side of the river, feeling the rapid wind in his ears. The 210 archers around him jumped up from their hiding places, raised their bows and quickly fired three waves of arrows in 12 seconds.
Sharp arrows flew across the sky, drawing graceful and deadly arcs, shooting across the river at the armies of the clan alliance.
As soon as the Orc shield bearers raised their shields towards the other side of the river to defend themselves, the armored cavalry commanded by Griffith rushed through their flanks. The army under attack was in chaos. The armored cavalry penetrated the defense line from west to east despite the rain of arrows that might cause accidental damage.
"Fire extended towards enemy lines."
Following Harandil's order, the Ranger Squadron straddled the rear of the eastern defense line like a precise machine, dispersing the gun array there and preparing firepower for the charge of the armored cavalry.
The first time the cavalry and rangers cooperated skillfully, they were like the right and left hands of one person. Whenever Griffith defeated a phalanx, Hallandir's troops concentrated on attacking the enemy's reinforcements. Then armored cavalry, light cavalry and dragoons regrouped behind Griffith's banners and launched again. impact.
The army of more than two thousand orcs, trolls and orcs was defeated in less than half an hour. One by one, their phalanxes were defeated on the river bank. The defeated troops were closely pursued by the cavalry, and they were cut down in pieces in the bushes on the bank. The remaining ones rushed along the river bank and scattered other troops. In the end, all the enemies lost their armor and armor under the attack of the two squadrons, and collapsed like a rolled-up carpet.
…
After defeating this enemy army, the defeated troops crossed the river one after another. Griffiths stayed on the shore with the Storm Squadron, standing behind the entire army like a rock in the rapids.
"Storm! Storm!"
"Behemoth Hunter!"
Groups of people raised flags and weapons to him and cheered enthusiastically. In the hearts of everyone fleeing for their lives, Griffith's status has been close to that of the Anjou girl, becoming the core of turning the tide.
Griffith energetically reviewed and revised maps, reconnoitred the enemy's situation, studied intelligence, collected information, formulated plans, issued military orders, mobilized nearby militia, contacted other retreating troops, gathered them, and arranged evacuation, supplies, and equipment.
Whenever there is a battle, he takes turns leading the cavalry squad to attack. The cavalry is different in every battle, but he is always on the front line.
He is as calm as ice and as passionate as fire. He has been busy from yesterday to now without rest.
After Kulala led the rear troops across the river, she said sincerely to the knight: "Griffith, go and have a rest. We will free up a carriage for you to sleep for a while."
The already very tired leader of the third-level assault squadron couldn't help but look yearning. However, when he looked at the wide frame, he realized that even if one person lay next to him, two more people could sit on it. His face suddenly turned pale and he twitched.
…
The whole army arrived at a small town called Bellstone. The whole army is almost exhausted and must rest in the town tonight.
This area is already some distance away from the front line, but people are still panic-stricken. Many people were preparing to flee. After seeing the troops arriving who were in good spirits, the residents became much calmer.
"That's what Griffith is like. I fought with him in the east against goblins. He set up the fortifications in the village by himself and led the militia to resist several times the number of enemies. After the militia collapsed, he guarded the intersection and killed them all. The enemy saved the whole village," Galadia's smart eyes watched Griffith busy in the town, and she said to everyone who was exhausted, "Don't worry, everyone, as long as he doesn't fall, we are safe. of."
Indeed, everyone nodded. Although they suffered a heavy defeat, they were able to more or less withdraw, killing more than 2,000 enemies on the way and capturing many prisoners. The defeated soldiers from more than a hundred different units began to form a belief that as long as Griffith showed up, the situation would be better.
Krista took up the topic: "I once fought with him in the East, and he could find a way forward even in the most desperate crisis."
Galadia and Krista looked at each other. They walked very close, and Alyosha, who was following closely behind, suddenly stood on end and hurriedly pulled Uruk away.
Galadia gently held her long hair blown by the autumn wind and said, "Griffith is very tired. Don't disturb him later. Let him rest for a while."
"He still needs to eat. I'll let him eat some before resting." Krista pulled out the honey biscuits like a magic trick and headed to the temporary headquarters.
Miss Elf stared at the biscuit, pursed her lips, and made a squeaking sound with her silver teeth. She opened the packet and took out cocoa biscuits: "The honey biscuits are too sweet. Griffith likes cocoa biscuits the most, and he even broke them in half and licked them, like a little wild cat licking dried fish~"
As she spoke, she broke open the biscuit and gave half a piece to Krista. Then... she stretched out her small tongue and licked the sweet cocoa sauce in a demonstrative manner.
So cute!
Seeing this cute and tempting scene, Krista paused as if she had been hit on the head with a hammer. She took two bites of the cocoa crisp and found that it was really delicious. She even wanted to have some more.
"Is it delicious?" The elf looked at her with a smile.
"Yeah, it's delicious," Krista's chest felt tight for a while before she uttered.
"Guffy must like it."
The lithe and nimble elf lady almost fell off her horse. She tightened the reins and whispered: "Geffy, what is it..."
"It's a private title, that's what acquaintances would call him. It doesn't sound as fierce as Griffith," Krista smoothed her blond hair hanging from her ears and looked forward, raised her head slightly, turned sideways, and chuckled. Looking back at the elf, "Ah~ So you've always called him Griffith. Well, it's true between different races~
"differ greatly!"
"I, you, this..." Galadia felt like a mountain was pressing on her heart, making her breathless. She breathed rapidly and almost fainted.
They followed the group into the town in silence. Griffith was already talking to the mayor in front, arranging camping and security.
"Miss Elf, can you say something?" Krista looked at Galadia, whose soul was about to burst after being hit hard, and pointed to the nearby creek.
The two came there quietly. The clear stream reflected the moonlight and rippled as the two came.
Looking at Galadia who was at a loss, Krista crossed her arms and tilted her head:
"As you can see, Griffith's past is mine!
"I crossed life and death and came back here, so Griffith is mine now!"
"..." Galadia, who had lost the ability to think and was about to use force to solve the problem, opened her eyes wide. After a while, she came to her senses and yelled, "Dream!"
"His kiss and heart are mine!"
The girl from Anjou, blessed by the Holy Light and the guardian of the faith, laughed like a devil: "Haha! Before I met you, it was me, Krista, who took away Griffith's first kiss! I didn't expect it. Well, didn’t he tell you? He didn’t!”
This blow hit Galadia hard again, and her world was about to collapse. However, her strong will withstood the impact. Time with Griffith was not such an inconvenience.
"Hmph, just once~ Do you know where he puts his hands when he kisses?"
The proud Krista suddenly lost her voice. She thought hard and stammered: "Yes, where will it be placed?"
Galadia leaned close to her small earlobe and whispered: "His and I are of the same height. Every time, he would make irregular movements. If I didn't stop him, he would follow my length." Sent here, hehe~"
This, this is so shameless! Krista pushed the elf away angrily and ran towards the headquarters, but she was caught and pushed to the ground after just a few steps.
"You, what are you going to do!?"
"No need to ask, Ge Fei is so lucky, of course I want him to rest on my lap tonight!" Krista yelled and tried to struggle out. With a wave of her hand, she knocked on her armored forearm. On top of Galadia.
This time there was a panicking muffled sound. Galadia covered her face and groaned twice.
"Yes, I'm sorry~" Krista felt uneasy and guilty, but she still gritted her teeth and added, "I am a priest, very strong, so delicate elves should be careful."
"Hoho, is that so?" Galadia gently lowered her hand covering her face, her eyes reflecting the glimmer of the stream, "You don't know about the Extraordinary with dual attributes, right?"
Her left eye was turning a gorgeous red.
Before Krista could react, Miss Elf swung slightly, and her astonishingly long legs swept past like a whirlwind, clamping Krista down and throwing her to the ground, and crossed her neck tightly.
"Let go, let go!" Being locked by these beautiful legs, the sudden suffocation almost made people faint. Krista's body was wrapped in light, and she used her extraordinary ability to break free and start to fight back.
The two got into a fight on the grass by the river. They hit the grass from under the tree, rolled to the bank, and then fell into the stream together.
Krista's gauntlet flashed with golden light, and she used her majestic momentum to raise waves like a city wall, pressing towards the elf.
Galadia immediately turned into a shadow, flickering among the woods and streams. Her magnificent magic eyes shine with light, as if touching the deepest secrets of life.
The moment she looked into the demonic eye, Krista immediately found that her whole body had become dull. The dexterous elves are as impossible to catch as the forest wind. Krista was immediately suppressed. She couldn't catch up with the elf's movements, and couldn't avoid the agile attacks. She could only stand there holding her head while being beaten.
Christa was beaten like a sandbag, unable to fight back. The bigger she got, the more anxious she became, shouting loudly: "Are you serious? It's so late, we will disturb Griffith's work and rest!"
Miss Elf stopped suddenly in the stream, thought for a while, then suddenly lifted up her long hair and shook it gently: "You really care about what he thinks of you!
"I don't have to. His and I are intertwined in fate and have the same thoughts.
"Ah~ you who were with him before were already..."
"You!" Krista was so angry that she was half dead.
The last trace of restraint turned into a rising fighting spirit.
Huge psychic fluctuations disturbed the night. Krista drew out the silver sword from her waist, and the strong wind spun on the blade. She raised her silver sword high and used her spiritual energy to spread over a wide area to capture the enemy that was difficult to pinpoint: "I let you talk nonsense, pointy-eared silly roe deer, accept the punishment!
"To the promised land (Arco-iris)!"
Galadia snorted softly. The moonlight and starlight fell down, condensing a starlight in her hand. Some unknown high-level mysterious item has been activated and is tearing apart the barrier between the world and the spiritual world.
"I'm going to throw you, a little wildcat, into the spirit world so that you can never bother Griffith again. Where did you come from, go back to where you came from!"
"Free the seal in the name of Valannoy,
"To the Sea of Stars (Hincituradastra)!"
The two radiant forces collided with each other, and the sounds in the air seemed to be swallowed up, falling into a suffocating silence, and even light and darkness were at a loss. Then, a nebula-like light appeared under the night sky. The silver light dispels the darkness, illuminating the forests, valleys and distant mountains as if they were daylight.
…
"Bah, bah."
The two girls returned to town soaked all over, and Griffith was checking supplies in the town square, making various arrangements, and then handing them over to officials and sergeants.
Galadia's boots were filled with water, and her soaked shirt stuck to her body. She felt uncomfortable all over and sighed, "I'm going to take a bath and take a nap. It's really a boring thing to do."
Krista stretched out her hand to her: "Thank you. The experience just now was very helpful to me. The spirit world can actually... please express my gratitude to Ms. Avina on my behalf."
The two girls' hands touched lightly.
"Then I'm going to bed," Miss Elf rubbed her dripping hair, "I'm so tired. Griffith must be very tired tonight too, and I won't disturb him anymore."
"Well, I agree. What he needs most now is sleep." Krista agreed heartily.
They put aside their worries and looked at Griffith with trusting eyes. The would-be knight who was handling the camping and guarding work was serious, persistent and devoted. He looked so trustworthy and reassuring that the two girls even realized how ridiculous it was that the quarrel just now might cause trouble for him.
The girls watched as he was there taking care of everything, taking responsibility for everyone.
Finally, Griffith breathed a sigh of relief and asked the mayor in a restrained and urgent tone:
"Are there any prostitutes in town?"
