Chapter 22 Ioria's first show of strength

Taking advantage of the night, the 30,000 soldiers from the Light Empire robbed the camp and quietly touched the camp of Ioria. From a distance, I saw that the light in the camp was dim and there was no figure, and it was obviously unsuspecting. And at a distance, you could hear the sound of sleeping sounds coming from the camp.

The commander of the camp robbery of the Empire of Light was overjoyed and thought to himself: "It seems that the enemy is unsuspecting. How can such a miscellaneous army compete with a disciplined regular army? Haha, if those old guys were not too cautious, the great contribution today would not be on my head. It seems that I want to perform well, and maybe I still have a chance to transfer to the imperial capital."

Only less than five hundred meters away from the camp, the commander's eyes flashed with excitement. He raised the sword in his hand and ordered the soldiers to form attack formations and prepare to rush into the enemy camp in one fell swoop.

Above the mountains, the mountain wind is windy. A lonely figure stands proudly on the top of the mountains. Facing the cold wind, silver silks flutter and sleeves fly.

From the dark mountains, the low howls of evil wolves came from time to time. The resentful howls of wolfs set off the mountain top and the arrogant figure, showing the proud and peerless wind.

On the dark night, the arrogant figure flashed in his eyes like a meteor, and the feather fan in his hand danced leisurely in the cold wind. A trace of joy flashed in his deep and wise eyes. A calm and composed look showed a gratifying smile.

Below the mountains, the camp of Ioria was clearly visible. A loud and panic sound came, and bursts of dust were raised in the camp. The sound of weapons and howlings broke the tranquility of the late night.

The light of fire lights lit up from the camp. One by one, the camp tent caught fire one after another, and the fire reflected the camp red. The sound of killing and panic noises could be heard several miles away.

Fires were everywhere in the tent of the Ioria army camp, and chaotic sounds sounded. The commander of the 70,000 army, Lord Emmes, was ecstatic. It seemed that the vanguard had already robbed the camp, and there was no ambush in the enemy camp.

Ignoringly, soldiers burning flames in Ioria's camp wailed out of the camp. The miserable wailing sound was particularly shrill in the middle of the night.

Emmes was delighted, his eyes flashed with excitement, and shouted loudly: "The warriors of the God of Light, it is time to test your faith in the God of Light! Take up your weapons and eliminate these pagans! Only by killing these pagans can they cleanse their defilement of the God of Light! The Empire of Light will only be shrouded in the light of the God of Light! Let us warriors with devout faith fight for the glory of the God of Light!"

Emmes waved the great sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Run! Victory belongs to the God of Light!"

Emmes took the lead and personally led 30,000 cavalry to rush to the camp. 40,000 infantry followed the steps of the cavalry and rushed to the camp. For a moment, in the quiet night, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Emmes was full of energy and raised his sword high. As the leader of the Imperial Knights Order, he finally found the feeling of losing more than ten years.

The enemy camp was already in front of him, and the fences of the camp were burning with raging flames. The enemy in armor lit up fires all over his body, howling, rushed out of the camp, rushed to the ground, struggling and wailing.

The excited Emmes felt his blood that had been silent for more than ten years, and he was boiling again, and rushed into the enemy camp first. Due to excitement, Emmes ignored something. The soldiers wearing armor and on fire all over seemed a little weird. How could metal armor burn flames?

After all, after leaving the army for many years, Emmes's intuition in the war had long been indifferent. It was precisely because of his temporary missedness that he was destined to destroy his entire army.

Emmes ordered 30,000 cavalrymen to enter the enemy camp like lightning. Outside the enemy camp, the expected panic scene did not appear. Only fires were everywhere outside the camp, weapons clashing, and wailing sounds one after another.

However, the central area of ​​the camp was extremely calm and there was no battle here. The ground was scattered with the corpses of soldiers wearing the armor of the Empire of Light.

Emmes's face changed bitterly, and he knew he was trapped. He was experienced and did not order the soldiers to retreat. If the soldiers knew that there was an ambush, it would inevitably cause panic and would be even more ineffective to evacuate here. Only by taking the cavalry, attacking in a straight line and fighting a bloody path will they have a glimmer of hope.

Emmes took the lead, led 30,000 cavalry and rushed forward bravely.

But since Ioria had been ambushing, how could he want him to break out of the camp as he wished? At this time, Ioria's hands were already trembling with excitement, and the tip of the silver gun in her hand was shaking quickly. An excited light flashed in her eyes. Ioria wished she could bring a gun into the siege and knock down the 30,000 guns.

Looking at Emmes, he calmly led the army forward and rushed forward. Ioria was also impressed by this person's ability to adapt. However, although she admired this person, she would not want him to have the opportunity to rush out of the camp.

Ioria raised the silver spear in her hand high, and the sound of bowstrings sounded around the camp.

The streamer, lightning, and arrow lights attacked like a torrential rain. The powerful magic crossbow arrow ruthlessly penetrated the enemy's body and horses. Thirty thousand cavalrymen kept howling and falling to the ground in the face of the rain of arrows on both sides.

The cavalry of the Empire of Light, who tried to fight straight out of the camp, were like targets of movement, and were ruthlessly shot to take their lives. The horses fell to the ground, accompanied by wails. Although there was no fierce war scene, there was a cruel result of the war.

With one round of shooting, almost half of the 30,000 cavalrymen in the Light Empire were wiped out. The remaining more than 10,000 cavalry were also countless injured.

At the first moment, Emos was shot with precise shooting by the fantasy cavalry, piercing his head and falling to the ground. The unleased cavalry immediately fell into panic. The cavalry of the Light Empire was hit and completely stunned, and the remaining more than 10,000 cavalry were panicked in the camp.

The cavalry of the Empire of Light, which was running around like a headless fly, was destroyed in a very short time.

Without hurting one soldier and one soldier, the 60,000 soldiers of the Light Empire were eliminated. The seemingly easy victory was the result of Aoria and others who took great pains to figure it out for a month.

The army had not encountered any obstacles along the way, and had already made several people more alert. Based on the judgment of the number of soldiers in several cities along the way, Ioria and others knew that the enemies were gathering backwards.

After several people's discussion and judgment, it was believed that the enemy's most likely ambush was outside the Holy Spirit Mountain. Because the cities ahead were obviously insufficient, the army of the Light Empire would gather enough military forces to compete with the 180,000 troops. At least the military forces of seven or eight cities should be gathered.

The most suitable place for ambush is near the Holy Spirit Mountain. Not far from here is the Holy Spirit City, which gathers with the army. The Holy Spirit Mountains not far away are suitable for the hiding of the army. Based on various geographical conditions, Ioria, Alpha and the Illusion Cavalry judged that the enemy would inevitably ambush here.

The three of them discussed for a long time before they decided to make this plan, luring the enemy to rob the camp, and destroying the enemy outside the Holy Spirit Mountain in one fell swoop. At this time, everything seemed as they expected, and the enemy was indeed trapped. Now there is only 40,000 infantry left, and it has not been eliminated, but there is no suspense in this battle.

Aoria was full of confidence and stood in the camp with great energy. Looking at the Fantasy Cavalry and Alpha beside her, she said in a stern voice: "Fantasy Cavalry, Alpha, you two lead 20,000 cavalry each and cut off the enemy's retreat in two ways. I lead the army and attack the enemy from the front! You and the two of you must not let an enemy go, and they will definitely wipe out the enemy completely!"

Fantasy Cavalry and Alpha took the order solemnly: "I have the order! I will not let the enemy escape with one soldier!"

Seeing the fantasy cavalry and Alpha turn and leave, Ioria excitedly walked out of the camp with a silver spear, and ordered 30,000 infantrymen to fight the enemy. She ordered the remaining soldiers to put out the fire in the camp, repair the camp and prepare for rest.

The 40,000 troops of the Empire of Light came to the camp at full speed. Emmes led 30,000 cavalry into the camp. Everything that happened in the camp was blocked by the fire. They did not know that the 30,000 cavalry had been trapped.

In the camp of Ioria, there were still flames soaring into the sky, and the sounds of wailing and weapons clashing. In this scene, the 40,000 infantrymen of the Empire of Light were required to speed up their pace and want to rush into the camp and seek credit.

At this moment, 30,000 troops emerged from the fire. Under the fire, the armor of the 30,000 troops flashed with crystal bright light, just like 30,000 war gods descending from the sky. 30,000 war gods wearing divine armor killed the soldiers of the Guangming Empire with murderous intent.

Armors are like divine armor, swords are like lightning, action is like wind, momentum is like rainbow. A powerful aura emanates from the team of the gods of war. The surging murderous aura rolls towards the army of the Light Empire.

The army of the Empire of Light saw the army like a god of war and rushed out of the fire. They immediately knew that they had fallen into a trap. The formation was panicked, not knowing whether to fight or escape. The mighty momentum also made the soldiers of the Empire of Light frightened. Before the battle was fought, the enemy's momentum had declined.

Before the shocked army of the Light Empire responded, Ioria had already entered the enemy alone. The silver spear in her hand was like a dragon experiencing a hole. The deadly silver arc light tore the enemy in front of her to pieces. It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unstoppable.

Thirty thousand troops followed Ioria into the enemy group. The soldiers were like gods of war, one by one, and one by one. Blood light splattered everywhere with the lightning-like sword. The heads of soldiers of the Light Empire flew into the air with horror on their faces. The soldiers of the Light Empire could not organize an effective counterattack at all. The formation was chaotic and the morale was gone.
Chapter completed!