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Chapter 758 - Chapter 758 Chapter 122 The Last Aisier Winged Cavalry
Chapter 758: Chapter 122: The Last Aisier Winged Cavalry Chapter 758: Chapter 122: The Last Aisier Winged Cavalry However, what responded to Leonie was the roar of steel beasts, the trembling wastelands, the flashes of light and thick smoke released from the muzzles of the guns.
“Boom!”
Accompanied by a loud explosion, the direct artillery shell landed in front of Leonie and abruptly detonated.
In an instant, blinding light filled his pupils, a fierce explosion occurred, and a strong gust of air burst forth, shrapnel flew in all directions.
Thanks to the automatically triggered Magic Shield on his armor, Leonie withstood the explosion, but the other Winged Cavalry were not so fortunate.
Some lost limbs, others were blasted into charred corpses, and still others were reduced to fragments–Leonie could only watch all of this happen, powerless to stop it.
Leonie clenched his horse saber, and let out a suppressed growl: “We are the Fadlan People…”
In his memories, the once-great Empire of Fadlan was so mighty, so glorious. They had once occupied the lands of other Races at will, hunted giant dragons as prey, and saw themselves as natural-born Conquerors of the world.
— And the Aisier Winged Cavalry was one of the glorious members, one of the legions of the Holy Fadlan.
But now?
The light of the Sun God was growing dimmer, their strength gradually waning, the Three Great Kingdoms were in constant turmoil, and even the despicable kingdoms from the North saw them as prey…
What’s more important is– he almost lost the confidence of being a citizen of Fadlan, overwhelmed by the might of those iron beasts.
For Leonie, this was an unforgivable mistake!
He is a Fadlan person! From the most powerful Empire in the entire Fianso, believers in the eternal Sun, loyal to the Immortal great Emperor!
They should never be afraid, should never submit; they should always follow the light of the Sun!
“Huff, huff…”
The sound of explosions continued non-stop by his ear, memories grew increasingly blurry, Leonie’s eyes turned bloodshot and even his breathing became labored; he lifted his horse saber high, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
“We are the noble Fadlan People! We will never submit to any vile Barbarians!
Aisier Winged Cavalry–Charge with me!”
At that moment, even the roars of the Artillery Fire and the rumble of engines could not drown out his hoarse shouting.
Leonie rode his white horse, leaning forward, the broad metallic wings on his back spreading out, the wind whistling sharply through the gaps.
The magical runes on those wings also emitted a faint light, releasing sunlight-like brilliance which actually lifted him off the ground, the war steed galloped fiercely, while the hooves hovered a few feet above the ground.
At this moment, Leonie was like a true Divine Descendant, trailing radiant trails, charging through the air with terrifying Speed–this, is the real Winged Cavalry!
Leonie waved his horse saber, shouting: “For the eternal glory of the Holy Fadlan! Offer our hearts for Fadlan!”
The remaining hundreds of Cavalry focused their gaze on Leonie, nimbly dodging the bombardment of Artillery Fire, gathering at his side.
“It’s Lord Leonie!”
“We are the Aisier Winged Cavalry!”
“By Amanata above, the Holy Fadlan Federation will live forever!”
Against the noisy background, the calls of the Aisier Winged Cavalry echoed and inspired each other.
At this moment, life or death no longer mattered; these fanatical cavaliers desired only to launch a charge as impressive as in times past, to die on the battlefield like true warriors, to offer everything for the “Fadlan” built in their spiritual world.
“Long live Fadlan!”
The Winged Cavalry formed two dense lines, knee to knee, excellent horsemanship allowed them to attack with a compact formation, and long Lances guaranteed to pierce their foes first.
The magical runes on their armors complemented each other, shining brightly, eventually forming a long, rapidly advancing solid barrier in front of the formation.
“Swoosh–”
The wings behind emitted a piercing howl, releasing a strong propulsive air current, giving the Winged Cavalry greater Speed and more formidable Strength.
The sound of horse hooves was orderly and heavy, the Winged Cavalry silent, even if a comrade was blown away by an explosion, they quickly adjusted to reform the ranks.
At this moment, they were only a hundred meters away from those Iron Lumps, the rolling smoke hit them full in the face, making it hard to see.
“For the Holy Fardel Empire!”
The Winged Cavalry summoned their courage, shouting as loudly as they could.
Their wings behind suddenly spread wide, emitting terrifying whistles, horse hooves pounded the ground like drumsticks, making a rapid sound.
Such tremendous impact, such fast Speed, often brought devastating damage to the enemy, whether it was Human, Orc, or Giant, all found it hard to resist.
And the former Aisier Cavalry roamed the continent with such charges, invincible in battle.
But unfortunately, this time their enemies were not made of flesh and blood, but steel behemoths, the most advanced War Machines of the Empire–tanks.
Under the roar of these steel beasts, the howling of Artillery Fire, and the rumble of engines, all other noises were easily overshadowed, even the earth seemed to be wailing.
The Winged Cavalry felt their ears ringing, a constant buzzing close by, the wind sound almost inaudible.
And Leonie too clenched the horse saber in his hand, his heart pounding wildly, breathing increasingly rapid.
In a trance, it was as if he had returned to that afternoon thirty years ago, young and vigorous, also in such a charge, like slaughtering pigs, they completely eradicated the last of the Aisier Orcs.
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