Warm Dragon

On the vast snowy plain, blue and black interweave.

The blue and blue ones are the Snow Demon Corps. They are called Corps, but in fact they are just snow ghosts and snow demons gathered together, without any organization.

The battle is a swarm of rushes, axes, swords, and spears are swung randomly, not only hitting the knights in black clothes, but also showing no mercy to their own people.

"Roar!"

A five-meter-tall, dark blue-skinned snow demon as strong as a muscle tyrant, wielding a huge ice crystal nail hammer with both hands.

Before the Knights rushed to the front, it swung the ice crystal nail hammer and directly swept a large area of ​​snow ghosts gathered around it. The huge kinetic energy of the ice crystal nail hammer, when it hit the snow ghosts, it exploded, and when it hit the ghost beasts, it exploded.

Even when the ice crystal nail hammer fell to the ground, it directly crushed the heads of several snow ghosts, and the ice hail beads fell out by themselves.

"Charge!"

The Knights in front of the muscle tyrant snow demon hit it steadily and tenaciously like a black torrent, pushing all the snow ghosts all the way, and finally came to the muscle tyrant snow demon.

Without waiting for the Ice Crystal Hammer of the Muscular Snow Demon to hit him.

The Knights split into two and went around from the left and right sides. At the same time, countless sword beams intertwined into a large net and cut the Snow Demon madly.

The Muscular Snow Demon had thick skin and flesh, and the sword beams that could cut the Snow Ghost into pieces were just tickling for it, at most cutting the epidermis.

But this was just an appetizer.

The subsequent knights burst into fighting spirit and inserted the knights' spears into the joints of the Muscular Snow Demon. They did not cause much damage, but they could well restrict the movement of the Muscular Snow Demon and facilitate the movement of the knights further behind.

Boom!

A cloud of magic bloomed on the upper body of the Muscular Snow Demon, and directly opened a large hole in the Muscular Snow Demon's chest.

The Muscular Snow Demon's body shook violently, and the leg joints were full of knights' spears. The knees could not bend, and it staggered backwards.

But it was still not over.

The two phantom beast knights at the back of the Knights each used the skills of transforming fighting spirit into armor and phantom beast photo. One turned into a wild bear as tall as a hill, and the other turned into a giant elephant as big as a tank, and slammed into the Muscle-dominant Snow Demon.

The Muscle-dominant Snow Demon could no longer control his body and fell heavily on the snow.

"Change formation, turn around!"

The Knights circled and rushed towards the Muscle-dominant Snow Demon like a black torrent again. One man with a sword removed the Muscle-dominant Snow Demon's limbs and head, and then rushed over again, one man with a hammer to chisel open the Muscle-dominant Snow Demon's body.

"Roar..." The Muscle-dominant Snow Demon was only halfway through his roar when he was hit hard on the head by a hammer. His head cracked and the roar stopped.

The knights have turned into miners.

"We dug it up!" A knight shouted loudly, holding an ice soul bead in both hands.

"This one, this one too!" Another knight also raised an ice soul bead. This Muscle-dominant Snow Demon was obviously a double-yolk egg.

"Return to the team, reorganize, and continue to set off!" On the back of the leading nightmare ghost horse, Baron Roman's face appeared from the helmet.

Around his waist, a black-waisted snake king was wrapped around him, spitting out its tongue at the cold snowflakes.

There was also a silver-winged wind fox flying in the air, grinning from time to time, conveying information about the battlefield to Baron Roman.

Rumble!

The horse's hooves stepped on the ice cap, making a huge vibration.

While hunting the scattered snow ghosts, the knights rushed forward without looking back, and soon the support formation at the end also passed by here.

On the back of the unicorn Polly, Russell looked down at the broken blue ice on the snow. These ice blocks were still a hideous and huge snow demon a quarter of an hour ago, but now they could only guess its previous posture from the texture of the ice blocks.

The ice crystal nail hammer like a bulldozer was now broken into more than a dozen ice blocks, mixed with the blue ice blocks.

"If there were no snow giants, snow demons and snow ghosts would not be the opponents of humans at all." Russell thought silently.

Snow ghosts are dead creatures that have come back to life and have no brains, but snow demons are from another world and don't know why their brains are not big.

Some great scholars even believe that snow demons are not creatures from another world, but more like monsters born by the magic of snow giants - a bit like ghosts that help the tiger, snow ghosts are the lowest level ghosts, and snow demons are higher level ghosts.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why the snow ghosts and snow demons on the snowfield are endless, and they have no brains.

The most important thing is.

After they die, they will leave behind the crystallization of power, ice hail beads and ice soul beads.

Shaking his head, Russell no longer thinks about these unanswered questions. He is not a scientist, so there is no need to delve into them. Let the great scholars of the Red Castle think about the ultimate mystery of where the snow demons came from.

The war horses gallop.

Only the unicorn Polly did not touch the ground with her four hooves, but she also took big steps and blended in well with the horses of the Knights.

She was a little handsome, but at least in a large army of the size of the Knights, it was difficult for an individual to stand out. No matter how special Russell and Polly were, they were just ordinary horses in the Knights of the Glow Valley.

The same was true for the commander Baron Roman.

The flying snow, snowflakes bigger than goose feathers, and dark clouds made the entire snowy battlefield look like the end of the world.

Twenty black knights, like twenty bayonets, fiercely inserted into the blue-green snow demon army.

The wyverns either hovered in the sky, communicating with the battlefield, or swooped down from the sky, spewing dragon breath at the snow demons entangled by the knights. They are powerful, but they are only a small role in such a legion battle.

"Sir Roman, go right, lead your knights, and continue to charge to the right. You need to bring more snow demon legions to the right!"

A wyvern with a knight flew over the sky above the Knights of the Valley of the Light, and a new order came.

"Okay!" Baron Roman nodded.

Then he gave the order: "Everyone, turn right!"

The knights immediately followed behind him: "Order, everyone, turn right!"

"Order, everyone, turn right!"

"Order, everyone..."

The battle is still going on. The snow demon legion has been cut into pieces and led to several directions by the knights, gradually moving away from the area where the snow giant Da is.

By dusk.

A venue for the Shadow Flame Dragon and the Snow Giant Da to fight has taken shape.

"Rest on the spot and count the casualties!" Baron Roman led the Knights to get rid of the pursuit of the Snow Demon Legion. Through the monitoring of the battlefield by Lord Ross and Silver Winged Wind Fox, he determined that the Knights were temporarily safe and immediately issued an order to rest.

The knights dismounted and made the horses form a circle to resist the cold wind blowing around.

No one made a fire, so they took out dry food and hurriedly dealt with it, and then fed some feed mixed with magic potions to supplement the nutrition of the horses. Then they sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate to restore their fighting spirit.

"Three people died in the left wing formation, and the bodies have been chopped up by us..." Lord Atlas said without joy or sadness.

Uncle Rosen sighed, "Five people died on our right wing."

"Eight in the front team." Lord Marcus said.

"Two in the back team." Old Lord Sally followed closely.

Finally, Russell spoke: "No one died in the support formation, but there were seven wounded. I will arrange them to the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, several lords breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason is simple. The knights in the support formation are somewhat special. Among them are Lord Rosen's brother-in-law, Lord Sally's grandson, and Lord Atlas's nephew... Just like Baron Roman wants to protect Russell, everyone has someone they want to protect.

Eating dry food and drinking ice wine.

Uncle Rosen suddenly grinned and said, "Everyone, this is really a great battle! I didn't catch up with the Fallen Battle, but I can catch up with this battle, and I have no regrets in my life!"

"What about me and Atlas?" Lord Sally took a sip of ice wine and complained, "We both fell in the two wars. Should we be happy or cry? In 21 years, the Knights have replaced a new batch of people, and only the two of us are left."