She Is Not a Witch

Chapter 97



In the west wind Kingdom, the wind blows in the wilderness, the horses roar and the flags flutter.

On the earth, nearly 50000 rebel troops, carrying rolling flags and long guns, meandering forward in the cold wind, like a giant snake.

In the sky, the stratiform clouds are stacked, and you can't see any sunlight. The thick black clouds seem to collapse at any time, making people gasp.

Chum——

A flash of strong light made people blind for a short time, and then came the deafening thunder.

I don't know when a group of knights appeared in the sky. They seemed to have flashing lights, no flags, no slogans, no statements, and no cover up. In the silence, they rushed down from the hills, their hooves were clear, leaving a charred March track, and even the electric light burst.

This group of lightning like Knights wear well-fitting armor, the main body is bright silver, the edge of the armor is pale blue steel, and the shield and right arm are decorated with the cross badge of lightning and sword.

The galloping cavalry separated from each other on the earth, and finally formed a straight line. In this horizontal line, 700 people acted like one person, with sharp spears and straight forward. Although it seemed thin, it was as overwhelming as the roaring of mountains and seas.

The rebel army under the flag of blue Venus had no time to form a line to stop. The line on the earth was as if it had been scraped off by a scraper. There was no living.

Pullman and others saw this amazing scene, and they were ready to split their eyes. They did think about the possibility of the Knights' participation in the battle, but no one knew that it would be so terrible. It seemed that these knights with lightning stripes had never encountered any resistance. They changed their directions and lines in the wilderness, shuttled back and forth, and slaughtered nearly 6000 people in a short time, And this seems to be just the beginning of the warm-up exercise.

Following the great covenant of wind and thunder, these soldiers who guard the chaos whirlpool appear in the battlefield where they should not appear, and their swords and spears are aimed at their own families.

They are real soldiers, will not question any order, even if the same kind of killing, will not have the slightest waver, the cold will is colder than steel.

The urgent horn sounded in the wilderness, and the officers roared to urge the soldiers to form formation to resist the attack like a blade into the flesh. One by one, the formation like a square gradually took shape on the earth.

The soldiers were closely arranged, shoulder to shoulder, and constantly gathered to form thick square hedgehogs.

Mixed with the smell of nervous sweat, a soldier can even hear his companion's heartbeat. The small soldier can't see the outside scene clearly, so he can only hold the long gun and follow the instructions of the officer to level in a certain direction.

But the officer's anxious voice kept changing, as if the position of the enemy was erratic. One was in the East and the other in the west, just like teasing them. But the little soldier knew that it was no joke. The incessant burst of thunder, the neighing of war horses, the sound of steel fighting, everything was so dense, just like fried beans, never stopped.

Finally, the officers no longer let them change direction, and their hearts slowly sank.

Is it our turn at last?

The blue light filled the field of vision, incandescent, and then feel a light body, as if flying up.

Below is the scene of steel and blood. The body holding the gun is really like yourself

"Ah, ah Pullman rode down the hill in anger, following a group of Pro guards in black cloaks.

However, the Rangers in the wilderness didn't care. They were still harvesting life in an orderly way. The silver front swept through thick rebel formations like a wiper.

By the time Pullman led his troops down, more than 20000 troops had been slaughtered. The bright red blood had slipped from the bright silver armor, but the armor was still bright and undamaged. As legend has it, they were powerful and noble knights of heroes, not tarnished by the stigma.

At last, Pullman got close to the Knights surrounded by electricity and light. They turned their heads and formed a neat line again after killing a square array.

The masks of these fast electric Knights have been pulled down long ago. They can only see the two pupils of thunder light flowing through the gap. The horses are roaring and charging again.

Dong Dong Dong——

The distance of more than 500 meters passed in an instant. Pullman saw that the electric light spread with the horse's hooves. When the cavalry of both sides approached, his body was numb. He tried his best to run the extraordinary core of his body, and then he could barely feel his body.

Chum——

A sharp sword flashed by, and a lot of blood gushed out of his left arm. One arm flew high and fell to the grass. His strong arm seemed to want to catch something, but his hand was empty.

The horse in his crotch staggered forward for a few steps, fell on his knees and couldn't stand up any more.

Pullman, clutching a big sword, struggled to get up from the ground. At this time, he was alone.

Forced to endure the pain of his left arm, he went deep into his arms with his right hand, took out the last two pieces of blood activating medicine, threw one into his mouth and pressed the other on the wound of his left arm.

The medicine and sugar in the mouth are mixed with the blood to chew, and the slight sweet taste of maple sugar comes from the rusty taste, just as warm as when I tasted it for the first time.

I don't know when the blood spilled on his face came down from his eyebrows. Some of it came into his eyes, causing a stabbing pain. People unconsciously wanted to close their eyes, but he didn't dare to close them. His eyes were wide open and looked at the group of silver knights on the opposite side, and his vision was red with blood.

Leaning slightly against the big sword, his trembling right hand went deep into his arms again, and took out a small orange fruit. The fruit was crystal clear, but now it was stained with the dust and blood on his hand.

"Sorry, teacher."

He looked at the little fruit in his hand, and suddenly recalled that afternoon when he left in summer. The soft song was around the forest.

[it's a long night]

[when you're looking for it]

[but no hope]

.....

[I know it doesn't seem to make sense]

[I know it's extremely hypocritical]

[I know you can't stand it]

[one more day]

[one more day]

[even if it's black and blue]

[even if the wings are broken]

[can't stop you from flying]

[one day]

[you'll see]

[the star of wonder]

"I'm sorry, everyone, teacher. I'm afraid I can't see the stars in my short life." Pullman's tone seemed to sigh and say goodbye.

He threw the orange fruit into his mouth and swallowed it. Then with his right hand, he picked up the big sword beside him, stepped forward and rushed to the cavalry like Thor.

The strong back and the heavy sword are so small under the dim sky.

The breeze blows, the broken flag and the long gun are inserted on the earth obliquely, telling a dream which is difficult to realize.