Led by the knight covered in pure white armor, the three thousand cavalrymen began to march in formation. They formed a triangular spearhead and rode their horses forward on the battlefield. Their speed was slow at first, and the undulating lances and swallowtail flags rose and fell like waves.
Later, as they got closer and closer to the Eastern Alliance, their speed became faster and faster. The galloping horses' hooves were like afterimages, and the rapidly swinging cloaks made a whistling sound in the air. The leading knight's long golden hair was revealed under the helmet while galloping. It fluttered in the wind, just like her body, emitting a faint golden glow.
The burning magic power enveloped her like a raging flame, and the golden particles it emitted continued to spread backwards, gradually covering every cavalryman behind her, making the entire team merge into one, like an angel, transforming into the most brilliant golden arrow, rushing towards the steel tide as big as a mountain and as vast as the sea like a stream of light.
For a moment, thousands of soldiers were scared away. The brilliant arrows split the layers of battle lines. Countless enemy soldiers were blown away by the galloping iron hooves. This cavalry also headed straight for the core center of the coalition forces.
"Oh no, I can't escape."
The girl who had been leisurely commanding the giant beast on the carriage before now looked panicked. She was riding a horse, but her riding skills were not good. Even if the horse ran to its limit, it could not avoid the golden cavalry approaching at high speed.
Lance after lance drew golden tracks in the air, knocking aside shields and soldiers, and tearing them apart like splinters of dead wood. The shaking hooves and figures were like a tsunami, unstoppable.
Just when this talented girl began to feel fear, a figure in black finally arrived, pulled her up from her horse, and then quickly took her to the side of the battlefield to avoid the golden arrow that passed by.
"Huh, Lindberg, if you had been a little later, I would have died here." After being put on the ground, the girl was still stroking her panicked chest.
"Stop talking and look over there."
"Ah, that's Sister Maggie."
The golden cavalry rushed directly towards the position of the black-robed nun in the formation. The elite troops that were originally protecting the core collided with this cavalry, causing a fierce collision and battle. People and horses were thrown to the ground, and the fiery red guards' protection was also torn open by the cavalry.
The leading knight, exerting all his might, stabbed the last crimson guard who stood in his way, then dropped his bent and damaged lance and drew the cross sword from his waist. At this moment, the black-clad nun finally stopped her chant and turned as the sword pointed directly at her back.
With a "clang" sound, the black-clad nun, holding a similar black cross sword, blocked the attacking sword. After the two of them trembled and stood still for a few seconds, they suddenly separated.
This nun in black is none other than Maggie, the legitimate daughter of Count Clara and the Red Camellia Collar. She was once a genius at the Emenas Castle Academy, but after the changes in the world, she switched to studying the Angel Sequence. Now, she is one of the rare Angel Sequence 7 transcendents in the eastern part of the empire.
After stepping back, Maggie looked at the knight in white armor in front of her, then her figure slowly floated up, and a pair of burning wings spread out from behind her, wrapping and protecting her thin figure, and slowly rising into the sky.
Seeing this, the knight in white armor also leaped into the sky, and a pair of white flame feathers woven with magic unfolded behind him, and he started fighting with the opponent.
The two began to battle in the sky, their similar yet different wings blazing endlessly, and intense magic energy boiled on their swords. As the two clashed, the constant collisions sprinkled bursts of golden particles in the air.
On the battlefield, countless people were watching the two people fighting. The white and black tracks across the sky collided with each other from time to time, bursting into flashes and broken flames. During the fight between the two, the helmets and hoods that originally concealed their faces fell off, revealing the beautiful faces underneath.
"So it's you." The two of them whispered in unison, each other's faces reflected in their eyes.
Frosia, the missing daughter of the Landsworthy family.
Maggie, the reclusive daughter of the Clara family.
The two were not strangers to each other. They were both in the upper class of the Eastern Territory nobility and had even played together when they were young. However, their positions had long since changed and the warmth of their childhood was no longer there.
On the battlefield filled with broken swords and halberds, the ground was stained red with blood, weapons and flags were scattered on the ground, and fallen figures were everywhere. The soldiers held their breath and watched the two figures fighting in the sky until the final victory was decided.
"Our song of hope rises with the wind and soars high"
"Our vow remains unchanged and grows stronger with time."
"Stand firm in the darkness and forge ahead"
"On the wings of hope, we break through the fog of night and soar upwards."
"Keep our voices in your heart"
"Let the hymn of hope resound throughout the world"
The legendary ballad still lingers, singing leisurely under the sky.
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