MTL - How To Wear a Goddess Statue-Chapter 155 one arrow at a time

Since the enemy's intelligence has been obtained from Ashino's mouth, it is no surprise that the important generals will gather in the meeting hall again.

The information sent back by the spies may be fake news, the illusion that the Sanur people want them to see.

And whether the intelligence brought by Ashino is a surrender or a military fraud, there is no time and no way to prove it now - unless the Luodus spirit body floats away.

Eliuil never wanted to trouble the gods with these things, but Luodus didn't mind. He separated out the incarnation of a silver mermaid and floated into the city of Tigbia with his tail.

This must be the highest-profile corner spy in history, but unfortunately I didn't hear the conversations of several Sanur princes—

Luodus suspected that there was a factor of divine power interference, and decided to cover the divine power field when the Solancia side discussed important matters in the future, neither of the two parties should let the spirit body listen to the corner.

But before deciding to return, Luodus overheard Sanur soldiers mention Ashino.

"Don't look for it, the prince doesn't care, what to do with her."

"That is the daughter of King Harmong after all."

"Ha, there's nothing to say about it. King Harmonge has more daughters than sons. Who can blame her for running away!"

"That's right, but without Ashino, who will sacrifice the wolf god?"

"As long as the next battle is won, we will have a better sacrifice."

The soldier laughed and walked away.

These Sanur people don't care about Ashino's whereabouts, and they don't even suspect the possibility of leaking secrets.

Probably as Ashino said, the Sanur never took her seriously, and no one knew she could speak the language of Solanchia.

Ashino's escape is similar to the escape of a slave who doesn't understand anything. The master will not worry about the slave's secrets, but will only feel heartache for the lost property.

…It also confirms the credibility of Arshino from the side.

After comprehensive consideration, Eleuil makes a decision.

Before the Sanur siege the city, take the lead in sending troops to attack.

In fact, the Sanur people are not good at defending the city.

In the highland steppe, they have no cities at all, and the few settlements do not have towering walls. The Sanur people live in tents, regardless of the royal family or common herdsmen. The difference is nothing more than the specifications, sizes and materials of the tents.

The Sanur people are destined to be a pack of wolves for hunting and hounds to drive away cattle and sheep. Has anyone ever seen wolves and wild dogs stay on the city walls and guard them step by step?

When the Solanchian army crossed the small hill and appeared opposite the city of Tigbia, the Sanur who was sitting behind the wall and yawning boredly stood up and squinted to see Clearing the situation on the other side, any drowsiness was scared away.

Immediately light the beacon and report back to the city.

Not long ago, he took up the command of the command, and in the blink of an eye, he faced the Sorans attacking the city. The eldest prince frowned and ordered to go out to meet the attack.

There was a prince who wanted to sing the opposite, but his brother secretly stabbed his arm and stopped.

The eldest prince saw this scene in his eyes, did not speak, but felt helpless.

Even if they voluntarily give up their inheritance rights, during this war, the other princes are still not completely convinced, but at least they will not be scattered.

—Hope these guys can handle it on the battlefield.

The speed of the Sanur gathering the army was as fast as the speed of gathering the sheep, and they gathered together in a blink of an eye.

The city gate opened wide, and the Sanur cavalry, armed with machetes and bows and arrows, poured out of the gate like a tide.

The two armies marched towards the opposite side at the same time, like moving color blocks on the ground, with sharp contrasts, and then stopped at the same location not far or near.

In the vast wilderness of the city and the hills, the two sides faced each other in silence.

The whistling of the wind suddenly increased, as if insisting on adding background music to this scene, and as if a passionate battle song reverberated in everyone's mind.

On the opposite side, the commander of Sanur took off his helmet and said in a blunt Solan language: "Princess Solan, you shouldn't be here at this time."

Lotus said softly to Eleuil: "He is the eldest son of Hamong, the prince who has command in Ashino's mouth."

Eleuil nodded slightly, and raised her voice in return: "Don't come at this time, do you have to wait for you to rectify and attack Seton in five days?"

The commander's eyes widened in surprise: "How do you—"

Eleuil tilted her head and smiled lightly: "Your sister speaks Solan much better than you."

Ashino, who fled, is fighting today.

This betrayer doesn't even want to touch her flesh and blood head!"

The conductor was the calmest among them. He muttered something in the Sanur language in a low voice, roughly meaning "women are really unreliable", and then changed to the lame Solan language:

"That's useless, Ashino doesn't know anything at all. Here, we still use swords and arrows and blood to decide the outcome."

Eleuil restrained her sneering smile and glanced at the enemy.

"Okay." Eleuil said, her voice quiet but as sharp as a sharp edge, "Let's fight then."

At the same time, the leader of both sides raised the hand holding the weapon.

Sanur's unique machete slashes forward.

The long sword cast by Solan Vulcan swayed down.

Received the signal to move forward, the soldiers waved the battle flag vigorously at the edge of the army formation, and galloped forward with the army, while the archers of both sides were attached to the rear, raising their hands to retract the room, that is A mighty rain of arrows.

But Eleuil didn't seem to be affected, his golden eagle-like eyes fixed on the target, and went straight to Prince Sanur, the blade collided fiercely with the blade, sparks splattered.

For a time, the two fighting against each other seemed to be undisturbed by the outside world.

Luo Das is not worried, at least in the one-on-one battlefield, she has not seen Eleuil suffer.

And even if there was an accident - Luo Das's eyes fell on the amulet in the shape of the princess Xueta, and a blue chalcedony bead flickered in the middle of the petals.

Just like the wolf tooth necklace that let King Sanur escape from the princess' arrow, this amulet also has the power of protection at this time.

According to En, after the fateful war begins, the amulet bestowed by the gods does have the effect of preventing fatal attacks, but this is not without limitations.

First of all, it is not just an object with divine power that can be used as a talisman, only the important objects that are really described in the myth and possessed by the gods from the time of birth or awakening.

Secondly, the protective effect can only be played once, just like a disposable heart goggle, which can block any fatal injury, but it will be scrapped after this time.

In the end, a new amulet won't do anything for those who survived death, it's just an item to them.

When Luodus asked about the specific operation, the **** of the sky turned his head and glanced at the amulet of the princess, meaning: "Didn't you give it a long time ago?"

Luodus thought thoughtfully: "You mean that bead."

Nod.

"But when Aileu was attacked by a poisonous snake, it didn't—" Luodus said halfway through, and suddenly realized that the first condition was after the war started, and of course the Senna City incident could not be included .

So, even the blue chalcedony beads sent out a long time ago will be automatically activated after the war starts?

Lotus: "…"

Seriously, if it weren't for the fact that the amulet could not be stacked, and it could not be given to the same person repeatedly, she could untie all the blue chalcedony she was carrying and put a bag for Eleuil.

Prince Sanur inherited his father's physique, and when he was in his prime, he was obviously better at fighting than his father whose physical strength began to decline.

Even so, there is no escape from the final defeat.

The blade slashed between the helmet and the breastplate, and the head was cut off without any delay, without any hindrance - the wolf **** did not give this prince an amulet.

The moment before he died, the expression on the commander's face was still serious and calm, with only a hint of surprise, but soon his head fell to the ground with the helmet attached, making a clanging sound.

Eleuil shook the hilt of his sword, his eyes were indifferent, he raised his head and quickly looked at the city wall of Gebiah.

There is a row of **** hanging at the top. It is not clear from this distance, but everyone knows that it is the head of the general of Tigbia.

"First..."

Eleuil whispered softly.

Immediately afterwards, the Sanur finally realized that their new commander-in-chief had died unexpectedly a few days ago, wailing angrily, and immediately a rain of arrows hit Eleuil.

The princess swung her sword to ward off the arrows while riding her horse to dodge quickly.

On the battlefield, the long sword is returned to its sheath.

Back to the army formation, in a position that is relatively difficult to be aimed at, Eleuil picked up the bow and arrow and looked for other princes of Sanur.

The eldest prince is not the real commander after all, even if he is found dead, only the force that belongs to him begins to be at a loss, and the other princes continue to clash with their soldiers.

The other party was really messed up, but it was quite organized.

Luodus said aloud to guide: "One is there, riding a colorful horse, just unobstructed."

Eleuil squinted slightly, and shot an arrow, hitting the unfortunate prince's throat. He fell from the horse.

Succeed with one arrow, then change the target.

Blows - blows that cost them dearly.

The core of each force fell one after another, Eleuil was like a clockwork weapon of war, precise, stable, and without hesitation.

Until the arrow tip was aimed at a target, a cavalryman's spear first pierced the opponent's chest, it was Lena.

Lerna stared at the prince's leather armor embroidered with wolf heads, her eyes almost overflowing with hatred, so that she did not notice the attack behind her.

In an instant, the tip of Eleuil's arrow shifted and the string was released.

The attacker was dead, and Lena didn't have time to turn her head to take a look before continuing to fight.

Every battle is bound to pay a heavy price, no matter the winner or the loser, but there will always be one side who cannot stand to retreat.

When there were two remaining targets, the Sanur finally decided to retreat.

One team quickly ran back to the city of Tigbia and fell down the city gate, while the other team could not return to the city in time, so they had to bypass the city and flee to the territory of the ethnic groups outside the border.

The Soran army pursued a short distance before stopping.

Eleuil retracted his gaze from the back of the fleeing man, and looked up at the tall gate of Tigbia.

This city is occupied by the enemy.

Put the bow and arrows away, Eleuil's voice is as cold as ice.

"Clear the battlefield and camp in the rear."

—Prepare for a siege.

The author has something to say:

When I wrote this chapter, my mind was full of strange associations, such as the fairy pointing the way, Hou Yi shooting the sun, seven gourd babies, inexplicably jumping to the legendary little dragon girl of Nezha...

Then it can't be pulled back at all. The legend of Nezha should also be a battle of gods (?)