Battle of Stella (2)

Fleming lifted the curtain of the temporary camp and walked in.

Alex looked up and asked, "Have all the people evacuated to the air-raid shelters?"

Fleming nodded and said, "There are still some who are reluctant to go in, and we are trying to convince them."

Alex said to Quinpeu beside him, "Go find Michelica and ask her if everything has been installed."

Kunpeiwu agreed and ran out quickly.

After a while, Cheryl ran in and saluted: "Report, battalions one to ten have assembled!"

Fleming glanced at her.

He also has a bluebird tattooed on the corner of his eye. They are somewhat similar.

Cheryl caught his eye and shuddered reflexively.

Alex looked at the map in his hand carefully without looking up. "Let the knights take them through regular training in the next few days to familiarize them with the terrain. Pay attention to the patrol arrangements and don't let down your guard."

Cheryl straightened her back and shouted, "Yes!" and hurried out.

Benqi ran in and said to Alex, "Your Highness, another batch of reservists has arrived."

"Call them sir in the camp." Alex said, "Place them in the reserve battalion, find corporals as instructors, and start training immediately."

Ban Qi couldn't help but answer: "Yes! Sir!"

Fleming looked at him. After spending the past few days with him, he felt more and more that the new crown prince did not look like a 17-year-old boy. Instead, he acted like a commander who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

As a 20-year-old 7th-level knight, he believed that he had the capital and strength to be proud of himself.

But facing the person in front of him, he suddenly no longer had the desire to compare himself with others.

While all the knights and generals were gearing up to achieve great feats, the prince was just staring at something else.

When he discussed the layout of the battle line with his father, Earl Stella, he vaguely realized that there was a gap between their levels.

Alex's calmness in the face of war made him feel ashamed of his own excitement.

Banqi did not retreat, she stood there hesitantly.

Alex looked up and said, "If you have anything else to say, just tell me."

Just as Ban Qi was about to speak, a figure slowly walked in from outside.

Fleming saw a boy about Alex's age walking in wearing a thin black shirt and trousers.

His face was slightly pale, his features were noble and delicate, his figure was slender, his black hair was slightly long, half tied up and hung to his collarbone, and the collar of his shirt was buttoned up to cover his neck, which was a bit strange to do in this season.

In his hand he held a gorgeous wand as long as he was, with a red bird-shaped totem printed on the magic bead.

His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his elegant demeanor was tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Fleming didn't know this person, so he looked at Alex, but was surprised to see that Alex had an expression of disbelief.

The wizard approached them in silence.

Benqi's eyes moved rapidly between the two.

Fleming saw Alex's initial shock and his face instantly turned cold.

He clenched his hands on the table into fists, as if he was suppressing something. He asked, "What are you doing here?"

The man remained silent and kept his eyes down.

Alex's cheeks tightened, as if he was exerting force, and he said, "I'll ask someone to send you back, Benqi!"

Ban Qi suddenly became excited: "Yes!"

He interrupted his command: "Alex."

Bang!

Fleming was startled by the heavy blow.

Without warning, Alex flipped the table over and shouted, "Shut up."

It was the first time Fleming had seen him so emotionally unstable.

The other party showed no sign of shutting up. He sighed and took out medals, epaulettes, and token from his breast pocket.

Fleming saw the military title and name above: Major, Inger Nieka.

There was a glimmer of surprise in his eyes. The second son of the Neka family was said to be their most beloved youngest son. They were willing to let him come here, and this military rank directly skipped over the rank of non-commissioned officer and lieutenant.

Alex has a special status, he is a prince and a 6th level knight. He was given the rank of colonel because he was afraid that it would be too much and he would not be able to serve the people. What is his situation?

Inger finally looked Alex in the eye and said, "I came here at my own request."

Alex's face became more and more ugly, and he said in a bad tone: "Get out of here now."

Inger opened his mouth and said, "……I'm sorry."

He apologized and quietly took out the token and handed it to him, "This is your Majesty's permission. I will not leave."

Fleming seemed to hear the sound of Alex's teeth knocking against each other, and he was obviously very angry.

Fleming didn't understand why he was angry, and Benqi was trembling between the two of them.

Alex seemed unaware that there were other people around. He went around the fallen table, grabbed Inger's collar and pulled him in front of him.

Fleming thought he was going to hit him, but he just grabbed him by the collar.

The expression on Alex's face was more like resentment than anger, and he squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

"You've asked me for promises so many times! Why did you come here? Why!"

Inger was held in Alex's arms without any resistance. He had no room for excuses and could only close his eyes and say, "…I'm sorry, I broke my promise…"

Alex grabbed him and dragged him out.

Inger clicked his wand and appeared on the other side of the tent in the blink of an eye.

Fleming looked over and was a little dumbfounded.

Teleportation magic? But he didn't hear any sound of the spell, and the time was too short, right? !

Alex's hands were empty, he loosened and clenched his fists again, biting his lower lip, "Inger Nyka!"

When he gets angry, he calls him by his full name. Inger shook his head. He was still like that, with an apologetic look on his face, but his words were the opposite. "You know, if I want to stay, you can't send me back. I made the teleportation stone, and don't waste the magic stone."

Teleportation Stone? Wasn't that something that the Institute of Magic invented? Fleming stared at him in a daze.

To be honest, he had not come into contact with many high-level wizards, so it was difficult for him to judge. Michaelica was a talented young wizard who came from the East to provide support, and she was only level five, but the magical fluctuations of the person in front of him showed that she was definitely more than level five.

Alex laughed angrily. He turned around and said, "Why did you come here with such a body? Are you trying to be a burden? Stop making trouble and go back!"

Fleming frowned. A wizard of this level would be a great help. Would it be a bit too much to say so? It is said that Prince Alex has a good temper and is polite. It seems that this is a bit exaggerated.

Inger accepted his anger with a submissive look on his face, but he did not give in: "You are right, I am not a knight, I can only do other things."

It was as if he could do anything a knight could do.

Then, Inger coaxed softly, "Alex, don't be angry, I'm here anyway."

Even Fleming, an outsider, could feel a hint of strange anger when he heard it. This man seemed to have an extraordinary talent for irritating others.

Alex swallowed his breath and was about to say something when a messenger ran in and shouted, "Report! The front-line sentry spotted an enemy in the air! It's a flying dragon!"

The current military telescope is made of magic stone, and can see as far as 10 Zedoar.

10 West of Zedo is the territory of Amiel. This means that the dragon army of Livil has already gone there first.

In Alex's first life, Duke Amiel did not rebel, so Levière waited until 1895 to send troops, and the battlefield was on the western border of Mondstadt.

And now, Duke Amiel has blocked the entire territory to the east and opened it to the west.

After easily crossing the natural barrier of the Daqiusha Mountains, they headed north to the Duke of Mond's territory, so they naturally headed in this direction.

Alex pointed at Benqi and said, "Order the horn to gather in a line. And notify all wizards to take their positions."

Fleming couldn't bear to watch the excitement anymore and was about to go out, but Inger stopped them.

"Tell me the coordinates and I'll take you there."

Fleming didn't know what the coordinates were. Alex glared at Inger and reported a string of numbers.

Inger walked between the two men, and the magic circle covered his body from his feet upwards.

In the next blink of an eye, they slowly fell into the open space.

Inger looked up and saw Uri standing on the sentry post on the high platform. He was staring at the situation in the distance through a telescope.

Inger sent all three of them to the sentry post again.

The private saw the officers who suddenly appeared and saluted reflexively: "Sir!"

Wu Rui turned his head, "Ah Alex, brother, should... should?!"

He raised his voice.

Alex took the binoculars from him.

All he saw was a dragon.

A man stood steadily on the dragon.

It's Elena with short black hair.

Alex stared at the distant figure in his field of vision for a while, and when he put down the binoculars, his eyes were already filled with emotion.

Inger asked Uri, "How about the magic pole?"

Wu Rui replied: "Everything has been installed. I just received an order. Michaelica is temporarily coordinating as the wizard leader. The wizards in charge of each team should have arrived."

Inger frowned. "The wizards above level six haven't arrived yet?"

"You have the highest rank here now." Wu Rui looked at his face and wisely didn't ask him why he changed his mind and came over.

After all, Inger's strength is obvious to all, and he coming can make them feel more at ease.

Inger: "Has everyone evacuated to the bomb shelter?"

Fleming said: "Basically, they all went in."

Alex returned the telescope and said, "Wait a minute, Elena... the Prince of Levi will arrive first, followed by 20 dragon knights."

Fleming was stunned: "Can you see it already?"

"No, the one we see now is Elena. 10 Zedo means nothing to her dragon." Alex paused, "Take the knights and soldiers and wait downstairs. I will go negotiate with her first."

Fleming was stunned: "Why?"

The letter of surrender had been sent back, and Qiu Nie had also firmly stated his position of not surrendering. Would he go back and persuade the overbearing Li Wei'er to surrender?

Alex didn't answer him, but just stared in the direction where Elena came from.

Inger said nothing about this. He went down, took a look around, and came back up with a bag of magic stones.

The soldiers below quickly formed a battle line and waited in anticipation.

After a few moments, the knights could see the black dragon without the help of telescopes.

Inger looked at the dragon and gasped.

No matter in virtual reality games or holographic simulation movies, the dragons he had seen were not as stunning as the one before him.

The shadows covered the entire sky, making it impossible for people below to see the sky when they raised their heads.

The strong wind created by the wings of flesh penetrated the distance and almost blew the man off the high sentry post.

The cracks that looked like flowing magma and the gushing dragon breath made the air in the surrounding area scorched.

The dragon's skin is angular and it doesn't have many scales, but the details of the dragon's body and head are reflected in the eyes, lifelike. No, this is a real flying dragon, not a product designed or imagined by humans.

Inger found dragons to be a creature of stunning beauty.

If he wasn't breathing fire and burning down cities or crushing people's heads, he'd be pretty close to perfection.

In fact, it was the first time for many people in Qiu Ne to see a flying dragon, and they were all speechless for a moment.

What followed was fear. Are they going to fight such a huge creature?

Inger looked at Alex's back to calm his trembling.

He knew what Alex was thinking, and he hoped so too, which would save a lot of trouble.

But as a pessimist, he always likes to think of the worst outcome.

At the same time, Elena came in front of him riding a flying dragon and stopped above the blockade line.

Only then did Inger see her clearly.

He opened his mouth.

Elena's surroundings were full of long-lost flowers, and dark red roses bloomed quietly beside her.

To be honest, the comics are really restrained. The real person is 10,000 times more beautiful than the comics. It is not an exaggeration to call her a living goddess.

Elena's facial features are more profound, somewhat similar to the Nordic people from Gu Shu's original world, her skin is a bit wheatish, and her height is actually the same as Alex now?!

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that, although the face was pretty, it was too aggressive.

From head to toe, one can only feel the creepy domineering aura.

She and Alex are completely opposite in most aspects.

If it was the goddess who created this world and determined the protagonists, then he could only say that the goddess was too partial to her children.

Elena had just arrived and was not in a hurry to attack. She seemed to be observing the people below.

Alex looked at Inger: "Just send me in front of her."

Inger looked at him and held out his hand.

Alex turned his head away but put his hand in his.

The two of them held hands and hung in front of Elena.

Elena recognized Alex at once and narrowed her eyes.

Inger felt Alex squeeze his hand slightly harder.

"Elena..."

Elena raised her eyebrows slightly: "Alex Chune."

Alex stared at his former comrade and asked, "Do you remember me?"

Elena smiled and said in Chuuni language: "Of course I recognize you, the new Prince of Chuuni."

As soon as these words came out, Inger's face changed.

Alex still didn't give up and asked again: "Do you remember the East China where we went together?"

Elena rolled her eyes and said, "I remember. I'll ask you one last time. If you surrender, it will be good for both of us and we won't have to fight, right?"

Inger raised his wand and yelled, "Alex!"

The sword arrived first, and the person followed. Alex had already appeared behind Elena.

Elena seemed to be caught off guard by their quick reaction, and the sword and Elena's golden-red sword collided with each other.

clang!

Boom!

At the same time, a surge of dragon fire blasted in front of Inger, instantly shattering the three layers of magic shields and directly engulfing Inger's body before the teleportation formation under his feet was completed.

Inger's eyes were burning red.

Whoosh!

Seeing this, Alex's breath was choked and he was knocked away by Elena's sword and fell from the air.