Frillian in the Elden Ring

"Since Markit brought a full-scale army this time, they will definitely use group warfare."

"You must be careful. The elite troops of the Royal City Army are strong enough to suppress demigods when working together. They also have a lot of methods to deal with magic. Don't fall into their traps."

The same words were also reminded to Brother Latan.

Pity.

If the Red Lions had stormed into the royal city, history would have been rewritten. The current broken state of the border area is the product of the failure of various plans. Who finally completed the conspiracy?

No one knows, and there is no point in worrying about it. In any case, a new round of game will be started by the new fragment king.

After nodding, Fulilian took the elixir again to replenish her magic power and physical strength.

Isn't it just a round-the-clock boss fight at a critical moment? It's not like I haven't experienced this before. It's just a hearty and protracted battle. Besides, it's easier than before. With so many allies helping me, there's no reason not to go all out.

One's own physical condition is not the most important thing. What is important is to reawaken the offensive power of the Magic Academy. Both sides join forces to make up for the shortcomings with morale.

"Has everything been decided? Mugram, Fulilian, you are the core."

Lani received responses from both of them.

"Actually, my remote projection capabilities during a single awakening have reached their limit, but I'll hold on until you return. For Mother, for Lienia. See you later."

"I hope Your Highness can work with us to stabilize the academy."

Seren made the proposal in a timely manner, clearly intending to use the claim of the royal family of Kalia to subdue most of the factions in the academy.

They looked at each other in agreement. If it weren't for the common connection of Fleury, the two completely unrelated people wouldn't even communicate with each other, let alone work together to control the academy.

Half of the soldiers from Stonewell City were sent as reinforcements to the east.

But the officer raised a question: "That's not right. We are too far away. Will we make it in time?"

"Luckily, there aren't many of you. Since you're an elite team, you can quickly reach your destination through the portal, such as the one leading to the Church of Bonding."

Lani pointed in a direction.

"During the Golden Conquest, Mother and Father sealed their marriage in the church, bringing prosperity to the Lakeland. Today, we march from the Church of Bonding to revitalize the borderlands. The Golden Tree needs a new king. Prove it to the world."

"Just wait for me here. See you later."

Fulilian waved her hand and led the Dragon Eater Legion and the Kalia Knights led by Mugram towards the direction of the transmission. They advanced without saying a word, having already made up their minds.

The enemy is the elite of the Royal City Army, the strongest offensive armed force in the border area today, and its background is unfathomable.

Who knows if something new will emerge, but this battle is inevitable anyway.

The rest of the large-scale troops quickly rushed to the center through other shortcuts. Most of the troops in the south and lake areas could be quickly mobilized and gathered to the east, determined to win.

So straightforward.

Before they even had time to feel the decisive atmosphere, the group left in a hurry.

Lani took a deep breath as she watched him leave. Where was the time for a detailed discussion? The borderlands assumed the Moon Princess was a rare conspirator, but little did they know she was more adept at improvisation. Her actions with her two brothers back then were decisive and quicker than planned. Could she be wrong?

If you think more about it, can you find some traps?

Or at least be able to save one of his brothers? So that he wouldn't be left alone and helpless...

There are no ifs in the world.

Thinking back, the Broken War was a war of conspiracies layered together. Perhaps Rani's calculations on the Night of the Black Knife were just one of them. All parties were involved, sabotaging each other's plans and working together to create the worst possible outcome.

"Good luck to you. Get through the present first so that you can have a better future."

"Your Highness, do you think Fulilian can succeed?"

Don't be fooled by Serlian's apparent support, he is actually doing his best.

She actually wanted to stop her apprentice, but that was destined to go against the path of becoming a king. Now she was carrying so many faded people and had no control over her movements. She had to stand up when necessary.

The Southern Army is the Soul Fire King's support and foundation, and must not be lost to the attack of the evil demons.

"If we were to fight Markit and the Royal City Army at full strength, we could at least save our lives. But after fighting Mother, it's hard to say."

"How difficult?"

"It's very difficult, but there's nothing we can do. We can only wait for the results."

Having witnessed her two brothers attacking the royal city, Lani thought she was numb, but she was still excited and worried. That was a war for kings, and if she couldn't help, she could only wait.

Could it be that a second chance is coming?

She should be more proactive and allow this body to fight longer, so that she won't have to face the situation where her allies are fighting in the royal city and she is unable to provide support.

"Professor Serlian, I heard that the School of Soul Magic has made many achievements. Could you describe them to me?"

"It was mainly invented by Fulilian, but her teaching skills are definitely not as good as mine. I'll just tell you some of the key points..."

The two exchanged their magical experiences in the hope of diverting attention, but the opposite happened.

Soon, the Storm Eagle brought news of the Southern Army's crisis. It had missed its chance to meet its master, but fortunately, the group had already set off. In line with the principle of not wasting information, Se Lian opened the letter and immediately unsealed the magic seal.

As one of the most trusted confidants, she could certainly check the urgent military intelligence.

"what happened?"

As an ally, Lani is very concerned about this conflict.

"...Reconnaissance revealed that the Royal City Army has deployed a new group of heroes. The Southern Army is definitely unable to hold out and is considering retreating. Therefore, I would like to hear from the King."

The two men looked at each other, then looked towards the dark clouds in the east. That could no longer be called a friction incident, it should be called the Battle of the Church of Marriage.

114

Chapter 114 The faded one fights against the rare and powerful one again.

At the end of Lienya Avenue.

The footsteps of the Royal City Army covered a distance that had never been covered in thousands of years, shaking the earth and sending a murderous aura like a tidal wave.

The sky rained down, lightning flashed, and thunder roared, accompanied by magic and prayers bombarding the Confederate fortress. Each release would create a shattered wall, and the power was terrifying.

When it comes to offensive capabilities, they are also not bad, and the world's number one legion has no shortcomings.

The two sides had been attacking and defending back and forth around the end of the avenue for five hours, and the Stonewell City side continued to retreat to the next line of defense, leaving behind a lot of losses along the way, and many people returned to the golden tree.

The Night Cavalry Regiment was in charge of this command and advanced in an orderly manner.

"The rain is getting lighter, prepare for a rain of arrows to cover—"

Whoosh!

Black streaks of light fell from the sky, making it hard to tell whether they were raindrops or arrows, but one finally fell, taking a life. Even hiding behind a makeshift wall was useless; the force was too strong, directly chipping away at the masonry and killing the target.

Even Edgar, who was in the middle and back, was hit by an arrow in the shoulder and could only hold on after drinking a sip of medicine.

They even dared not move or pull it out easily because the archer was too strong and the arrow had a barb, so if they touched it carelessly, they would easily lose too much blood.

"Has the Storm Eagle sent to the Magic Academy to ask His Majesty for help returned?"

"No news at the moment."

"We won't be able to hold out much longer at this rate."

Samir, the ancient hero next to him, suggested, "Since we can't win anyway, let's all go and inflict losses on them, thus creating conditions for retreating to Stoneville and defending the city."

"I can also take the opportunity to kill a few."

The black knife assassin also agreed and was eager to try.

In reality, they had already fought a round, their bodies covered in blood and wounds, and they had just returned to rest. After all, surviving the battle with the vanguard of the Royal City was a good thing, and the enemy's strength was no less than before.

However, when he chose to follow Fulilian, he had expected that this day would come sooner or later. At worst, he could just have a good fight to convey his determination. No one in the border area would be afraid of death.

No, I am still afraid of bad omens.

If your soul is absorbed by the evil horn, there is no hope of reincarnation. This is indeed a concern for many of Markit's opponents.

No wonder it is said that "the heroes shed blood in the Broken War". This should be applied to both sides, because some defenders may also have their souls absorbed. This evaluation may not be entirely praise.

All in all, he is a very difficult enemy and we have to avoid him.

Rumble!

The continuous explosions accompanied by the smoke and dust from the collapsed buildings meant that the defense line could no longer be held. Perhaps the proposals of the Black Knife Assassin and Samir the Ancient Hero should be carefully considered.

However, Edgar shook his head. "I can't just throw my life away. Besides, His Majesty gave me instructions before I set out."

"It's important to retain our strength. We should retreat if necessary, even if it means leaving the pressure on Lienya, leaving it to her alone."

The officers looked at each other in bewilderment. This was indeed Frelian's style. Only someone with a big heart and never afraid of challenges like her would give such instructions to the commander, and only this rigid guy would carry out it.

The army that the South had worked so hard to build up should not be completely destroyed.

Their gold content is not at the level of the former Grek soldiers, but they have been healed by the soul and blessed with a little bit of Great Rune, and have the potential to be elite.

The current main force of Stonewell City is the absolute backbone of the future. They should serve as grassroots officers and focus on key battlefields when necessary. The goal of this mission is to train troops, and we should not put the cart before the horse.

"And the most intense battle is about to begin, which is also our last chance to evacuate."

"why?"

Edgar looked around and said quietly, "It's been a while since I've seen the Farran Undead Squad. What are they supposed to be doing?"

Before he could finish his words, the ground shook violently and even half of the tent collapsed.

The group walked out in a hurry, and it turned out to be Markit himself, leading the tree guards, ancient dragon knights, and the most elite of the Rodel knights, forming a team to prepare for the enemy.

All the Fran warriors fell, except for one who stood firm. He continued to absorb blood and gathered into a stronger individual. He had an upright posture, a powerful aura, and was full of oppression.

A genuine demigod-level powerhouse.

The captain held the sword in both hands and single-handedly stopped the powerful army in front of him, with sharp arrows and broken spears sticking out of his body.

If it weren't for his undead nature, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

They are not good at attacking but good at fighting, so they can hold back the evil demon team.

"Give up, you've reached your limit."

Markit coldly advised, "Either step aside and get out of the way, or we'll seal you. It'll only take a little effort, but you can't handle our combined attack."

"..."

The captain responded with a sword flashing brightly, a blazing flame, and a solemn etiquette to express his determination.

"What a shame, Fulilian is lucky to have your service, but unfortunately you will be gone soon."

The next moment, the Rodel knights stepped forward, their large shields blocking the sword's blow. Even if the front row was knocked off balance, the back row firmly held their comrades, advancing like a city wall.

The highly mobile and heavily armored tree guards on both sides kept harassing them, and the sharp golden halberds quickly opened several holes in the captain's body.

But he was quicker and dodged most of the attacks.

However, anyone could see that Markit was in command and the encirclement was constantly shrinking. He obviously wanted to completely surround and kill the target, and even mobilized most of the elite troops on the battlefield.

Unable to rescue.

The remaining strength of the Royal City Army alone is enough to suppress the army of Stonewell City.

Therefore, the initial plan of the Fran Undead Squad was to provide cover from the rear.

"Abandon this line of defense, coordinate with air firepower, and march toward the middle of Lienya Avenue."

In the end, Edgar made a quick decision and watched as the enemy overwhelmed the captain and he disappeared.

Crack!

The roaring sounds were actually from the Ancient Dragon Knights brewing murderous intentions. Their Ancient Dragon Prayers were extremely threatening, targeting special targets that were difficult to conquer.

At the same time, Markit also took action. The twisted curse sword made a ping and deflected the captain's greatsword defense, creating a fleeting flaw.

"—pin him down completely."

The elite team, working in perfect harmony, immediately stepped forward and knocked down the captain's body with their shields. Before his back hit the ground, a rush of golden halberds pierced his limbs. At this moment, the ancient dragon had accumulated power like a lightning strike, and red thunder exploded in the sky before it fell.

The sky and earth were bright, the clouds were parting and the sky was clear, but the thunder was full of murderous aura but it turned a corner.

where is it?

Everyone looked up suddenly and saw a death ritual bird blocking their way. Just you?

No, it was a silver-haired figure that leaped up from its back and grabbed the lightning. The lightning projected a majestic aura that was breathtaking.

Using the Thunder of Destruction to neutralize the ancient dragon's lightning strike and transform it into a lightning gun at the same time, this is Fulilian's rescue plan.