The Original Vampire

The setting sun is like blood.

The killing that lasted all day has finally subsided.

This wolf cavalry camp has now become a real cemetery.

There were dense black dots hovering in the sky, which were vultures attracted by the smell of blood.

Where there is death, there are their shadows.

Of course, the Black Cavalry also suffered casualties, but the corpses of these fallen soldiers could not be thrown into the wild like the troll corpses and let the wild beasts spoil them, but they were all gathered and burned.

When he saw the corpse of a high-ranking knight being swallowed up by the fire, Colin was heartbroken.

Such a waste!

But no matter how much Colin drooled, he didn't dare to desecrate Paoze's body in front of the Black Cavalry.

Unwilling to give up, he also found Earl Dawson and made a request for the burial of these fallen soldiers.

Earl Dawson rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you dig a hole in this ice sheet first?"

Colin really tried.

Then got exhausted.

The frozen soil here is really hard to dig.

No wonder the Black Cavalry chose to be cremated.

In desperation, Colin couldn't continue to entangle, so he had to give up.

After cleaning the battlefield, preliminary statistics of the results of this battle were also made. The trolls left more than 30,000 corpses here.

Of course, there were more wolf cavalrymen who fled in the chaos.

So, the battle isn't quite over yet.

Next, is the bloody and brutal pursuit.

The original troll's tent has now become the temporary command post of the Black Cavalry.

Marquis Garcia gave a series of combat orders with a blank face. Under his command, the black cavalry was like a sophisticated mechanical octopus, stretching out tentacles, tightly wrapping the wolf cavalry who were trying to escape, until they were swept away. All hanged.

Colin huddled in the corner, carefully observing and studying.

This is a rare opportunity.

Although he still didn't understand why Marquis Garcia would allow him, an outsider who did not belong to the Black Cavalry Army, to observe and study so recklessly, Colin would not feel embarrassed.

Not everyone has the opportunity to learn the art of war from the best generals in the world.

Finally, the military order was issued.

The black cavalry generals walked out of the camp in silence.

No question, no objection.

The army was accustomed to obeying the orders of Marquis Garcia.

Because as long as there is absolute obedience, one victory after another can be won.

Tried and tested.

Prestige is built like this.

When a coach can continuously lead his men to win one victory after another, then he is the god in the hearts of the soldiers!

In fact, this is the reason why famous generals are always suspected by the monarch.

In this special group of the army, everything speaks of victory.

Even a titular monarch, if he cannot lead his soldiers to victory, his orders will not be carried out at all.

The reason is very simple. These soldiers do not understand politics or even loyalty, but they understand a simple truth - if you lose a battle, you will die.

Moreover, the death is likely to be himself.

So, in order to survive, you must win.

If the rebellion can win, then they will not hesitate to follow the coach to rebel.

Colin adjusted his armor and moved his muscles.

Of course he didn't get any military orders, after all he was an outsider.

In addition to him, there is actually another outsider here - Vera.

This female mage has already dozed off, and she is very cute.

But I can't blame her. After all, I was called up in the middle of the night last night, and today was another tense fight all day.

She couldn't understand the military meeting just now, so she would inevitably start dozing off.

"Hey, wake up." Colin leaned over and nudged Vera with his elbow.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Vera raised her head with a confused look, and saw Colin's narrow smile, her face suddenly turned red.

Over there, Marquis Garcia was still discussing something with Earl Dawson in a low voice, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the small movements of these two outsiders.

"Is this battle over?" Vera glanced at her uncle and was quietly relieved to see that he hadn't noticed her.

"It's not over yet. Next, we have to hunt down the scattered wolf cavalry. We can't let them reorganize, let alone join the main army of trolls to the southwest."

"Oh." Vera's brows wrinkled slightly, but soon her face became firm again, and she didn't complain.

To tell the truth, this duke's adopted daughter is indeed sturdy and has no problems with being spoiled.

The mage's body is already weak, but she still insists on not falling behind, which is really commendable.

"Vera." Marquis Garcia looked over and said softly, "You will follow Earl Dawson later and stay to clear the battlefield. I will lead the army to continue the pursuit."

"Okay." Vera understood that her uncle was understanding herself, so she agreed obediently.

Then, Marquis Garcia looked at Colin: "Knight Colin, are you going to follow me or Earl Dawson?"

Colin immediately straightened his chest: "I would like to follow you!"

Although it is safer to stay behind, and he can also cultivate a relationship with Vera, but Colin can tell the difference, how could he give up such a good learning opportunity.

At this time, Marquis Garcia was more attractive than Vera.

"Okay." Marquis Garcia nodded and strode out of the tent.

Colin hurriedly followed.

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Although the black cavalry army has set up a net to prevent the remnants of the wolf cavalry from joining the main army of trolls, it is obviously impossible that there will be no fish slipping through the net on this piece of ice that extends in all directions.

Most of the wolf cavalry remnants were deliberately driven by the black cavalry and fled in the opposite direction, but there were still a few wolf cavalrymen who broke through the black cavalry's heavy containment and merged with the main army of trolls.

So, the news of the defeat finally reached here.

In the tent of the army commander, the atmosphere was depressing and solemn.

The tall troll sitting on the main seat looked a little dazed at this time.

His name is Gumbek Volkin.

Is the southern prince of the troll empire.

The governance system of trolls is very similar to that of humans. This is actually the result of their efforts to learn to imitate after being repeatedly defeated by the Radiance Empire.

The supreme ruler is the troll emperor, Murdoff Volkin, and under it are the four princes of the east, south, west and north, whose status is similar to the Duke of the Four Realms of the Radiant Empire.

Among them, the Prince of the South is the best of the four kings in terms of prestige and strength.

The reason is very simple, the south of the troll empire is the north.

This direction is not only the greatest threat to the troll empire, but also the ancestral land of their fascination.

Guarding the southern part of the Cangqiong Icefield, if you don't have a certain amount of strength, you would have received a box lunch long ago.

Therefore, when fighting in the north, unless the troll emperor is on a personal expedition, the prince of the south is the supreme commander.

This time is of course no exception.

Gambik Volkin, the number two figure in the troll empire, is also an old acquaintance of Marquis Garcia.

The two have been fighting for more than ten years, and Gumbeek has basically never won.

But even so, his popularity within the troll empire is growing day by day.

The reason for such a strange situation is that, although Gumbek has been losing all the time, he is the most beautiful loser, and sometimes he can even fight back and forth with Marquis Garcia.

And other generals of the troll empire, as long as they encounter the black cavalry, all lose their underpants.

Therefore, the taller among the dwarfs, Gumbek Volkin has become the only troll general who can fight against Marquis Garcia.

This time on the southern expedition, while Marquis Garcia was transferred from the front line, Prince Gambik finally raised his eyebrows and declared to the world with victory after victory—

It's not that Gumbek can't do it, but that Marquis Garcia is too perverted.

If you don't believe me, look, once Marquis Garcia is gone, there will be no one in the north to be his opponent.

But unexpectedly, that Marquis Garcia actually came back!

Moreover, in such a silent way, he gave himself such a ruthlessness.

Prince Gambik was stunned for a long time before finally speaking.

His hoarse voice echoed in the handsome tent: "Tell me, what should I do now?"

However, the troll generals in the tent looked at me, I looked at you, and remained silent.

The whole place was dead silent.