White Dragon Lord

The anxious battle situation in the northern province of the Loewy Kingdom is still going on. The hurried horses’ hooves sounded on the commercial roads, forest paths, and the wilderness. There were barbarians, and there were also those on the Loewy Kingdom side. The barbarians raided villages and towns, killing people and setting fires. Use villages and towns as bait to ambush barbarians.

Forests, riversides, and even farmland have become battlefields for the two sides to fight, and each has its own victory and defeat. Sometimes the victor has no time to deal with the corpses of his companions, so he has to retreat in a hurry.

The corpses of the corpse wilderness can be seen everywhere, and the wild beasts in the northern jungle ushered in a carnival.

Ow!

The wolf howls echoed in the mountains and forests, and a group of barbarians such as Perma Khan and the old wizard were sitting by the fire in the forest, eating plundered pork chops, and their mouths were full of oil under the beating flames.

Hearing the wolf howl, the old wizard couldn't help shivering. For some reason, he felt a chill in his heart and felt extremely uneasy. This wolf howl seemed to be somewhat different from the mountain wolf in the north.

It's like a gnoll!

The old wizard was a little puzzled. He didn't understand where the unease in his heart came from. Savage monsters like gnolls can be seen everywhere on the Nordhill continent, but they dare not attack the scumbags and weak villagers of the barbarian team. And the corpses on the wasteland are their targets.

The unease in his heart made the old wizard lose his mind to continue eating. He stood up and walked towards the goshawk that was tearing the red flesh attached to the animal-shaped skeleton.

咻er~.

The goshawk turned his head in confusion and swallowed the shredded meat at the same time. It didn't understand why the owner whistled when it was eating, but the long-term training made it respond to the call of the old wizard, and the goshawk flapped its wings. , landed on the raised arm of the old wizard.

The old wizard put his mouth next to the goshawk's head and murmured, the power of magic connecting the vision of the two.

"Fly high."

The old wizard raised his arm, and the goshawk flapped its wings, breaking through the gap between the branches and rushing towards the sky.

The unease in his heart subsided, and the old wizard was sure he felt right.

Due to the unique cultural heritage of the barbarians, barbarian wizards are a special kind of spellcaster. They seek knowledge like wizards and have some special abilities of shamans. Shamans are more or less related to the existence in the dark. The old wizard is the best at this.

"Don't eat it! We might be in big trouble!"

The barbarians hear,

He stood up suspiciously.

...

In the sky, the goshawk swept across the woods, searching for suspicious targets. Under the control of the old wizard, the goshawk flew at a very particular height. It was just a hundred yards away from the range of the military bow of the Lowe Kingdom, which could ensure safety. and have a good view as much as possible.

However, the old wizard made a big mistake to speculate on Yafei Aiwei's military equipment based on the standards of the Luowei Kingdom. You must know that the casting technology of Yafei Aiwei's military equipment is all from the hands of dwarves.

The nocturnal goshawk in the sky has long been found by the gnoll mystic. A gnoll hunter climbed up the treetops, then under the cover of the leaves, he drew his arrows and pulled the bows.

call out!

The last picture the old wizard saw was an arrow shot at Hawkeye.

In the jungle, the old wizard exclaimed and hurriedly covered his eyes with one hand. Although the arrow did not hurt the old wizard, but under the condition of sharing the vision, the old wizard felt the experience of the goshawk.

The old wizard covered his eyes, and the other eye that was exposed outside looked suspicious. He couldn't see what the enemy was, but with a glimpse, he saw the cold light of the fast-moving weapon shining through the gap between the trees. .

"There are enemies, less than two kilometers away from us."

"how much?"

"I don't know, but it won't be too few, and they are very fast, and the bow and arrow have a long range, and my eagle was shot dead."

There are a large number of enemies, fast speed, and excellent weapons. Is it the hidden royal army of the Luowei Kingdom? !

With such thoughts flashing in his mind, Perma Khan lay on the ground and pressed his ears to the ground, but he couldn't get any useful information from the ground.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the barbarian chief's forehead. Generally speaking, horses make noises when they run, but he didn't hear any movement. Even if magic blocked the sound, he should have felt the slight tremor on the ground.

None of this, however, shows that the enemy's mount is not a horse.

On the Nord Hill continent, the mainstream mounts have always been horses, because horses are cheap to raise, they can live by eating grass, and their endurance is good, but it does not mean that horses are the best mounts, and there are some other non-mainstream mounts. mount.

Those who ride these non-mainstream mounts are either pretending to be forceful, such as a saucy noble young master, or a fool, such as an adventurer with a fledgling background or strength, or this kind of mount is better than a horse.

Obviously, hordes of enemies can't be pretending, and an army with well-equipped equipment can't be fools, so there is only one last possibility, and no such army is easy to mess with.

"All! Retreat in the direction of the wormwood plain!"

When the enemy took the initiative to attack, he must have come prepared. In addition, barbarians were not good at night fighting like humans, so Perma Khan chose to avoid the edge for a while.

drive!

The barbarians got on their mounts and drove their horses to the direction of the wormwood plain designated by the barbarian chief. The wormwood plain was only three kilometers away from the barbarian's hidden forest. The forest full of trees was not suitable for horses to run. Mahan decided to retreat to the plains first.

In the distance, Mark Cangxin, the commander of the gnoll team carrying out the decapitation mission, shook his sharp wolf ears. He heard the chaotic sound of hooves, and the enemy was fleeing.

"The warriors of Yafei Aiwei! Pursue!"

The gnoll no longer concealed his whereabouts and voices, and the wolf howls came one after another, and the hyenas under the gnoll's crotch also howled excitedly, and the wolf howls echoed in the forest at night.

Hearing the howling of wolves behind him, the barbarian knew the enemy he was facing.

Gnolls? !

On the horses running next to each other, Perma Khan and the old wizard looked at each other and saw the horror and disbelief in each other's eyes.

After confirming that the enemy was a gnoll, the two barbarian executives immediately thought about the source of the gnoll. They were well-equipped and formed an army of gnolls. There was no semicolon except for the Afi Avi Kingdom in the overseas archipelago.

Yafei Aiwei's founding ceremony invited all the forces on the continent, and the barbarians were also invited. Since there was no communication between the two sides, the barbarian patriarch, Sifrey, sent a master-level powerhouse to perfunctory.

But the returning master-level powerhouse brought back unbelievable news for the barbarians. The entire barbarian family was shocked, and the barbarians understood that there was one more force they could not afford to offend.

Perma Khan was furious in his heart, and understood why the Loewy Kingdom took the initiative to provoke the barbarians. It turned out that it had reached an agreement with the Afi Ivey Kingdom and invited reinforcements.

"Quick! Accelerate!"

Perma Khan raised the whip in his hand and slapped it hard on the horse's butt. The horse was whipped and ran faster.

Hearing the chief's urging, the barbarians speeded up, but in the coniferous forest, the speed of the horses was limited because they had to avoid trees from time to time.

Hyenas under the crotch of gnolls do not have such restrictions. Due to different physiological structures, hyenas have more flexible limbs, and can flexibly change directions even when running in the forest.

The howling of the wolf was getting closer and closer, and the barbarian who was running at the end looked back and saw the forest behind him, densely packed with dark green eyes.

The loud howling of wolves made everyone upset, and also caused the panic of the horses. The horses speeded up in panic, but running with all their strength in the forest is not an easy task. Confusion, the remaining horses were even more flustered.

Finally, the gnoll is near.

The big knife in the hands of the gnoll chasing at the front could already touch the flying horse's mane in the air.

The gnoll soldier excitedly patted the hyena's butt, and after receiving the master's instructions, the hyena jumped up and instantly crossed a distance of several meters.

In midair, the gnoll waved the big knife in his hand, a flash of cold light flashed, the head of the barbarian on the horse fell, and after the headless corpse spewed blood, it fell powerlessly from the horse to the ground.

Once you have the first one, you immediately have the second.

A gnoll crouched on top of the hyena, the hyena charged faster, and the big knife in the gnoll's hand slashed the slender horse's leg, severing it in two.

The running horse let out a scream, lost its balance and fell to the ground. The barbarian on the horse rolled a few times on the ground, pulling out his sword, and was bitten on the arm by the fierce hyena that rushed up. The master was hacked to death.

The successive deaths of their companions stimulated the hearts of the barbarians. The fierce barbarians who lived in the coldest region of the North showed their due ferocity. The barbarians at the end turned their horses and fought back.

However, the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny.

The ones who fall behind are basically the weakest among the barbarians, but the gnolls all have strengths comparable to those of middle-level professionals, and the gnolls with night vision ability fight in the forest at night, occupying a huge natural advantage, almost The barbarian was cut off from his horse at the first sight.

There was no hope of escaping, and more and more barbarians were aroused by the animal nature in their hearts, and the old wizard who ran at the forefront finally saw the end of the forest and rode their horses to fight back.

The gnoll rushed out of the forest all the way, and after being blocked by the barbarians at the end, almost half of the barbarians ran to the flat wormwood plain.

The beheading operation failed!

Commander——Mark Cangxin looked at the barbarians indifferently, and stopped the gnolls who were about to pursue.

"They can't escape."

The encounter of the barbarians here is just a microcosm of sneaking into the northern province of the Loewy Kingdom. Hogg, who had just arrived at the destination, immediately got in touch with the local allies, obtained information, and formulated a night beheading plan.

The barbarians who sneaked into the Loewy Kingdom suffered heavy losses and lost the capital to continue fighting in the northern province. After all, not every barbarian team has a vigilant old wizard.

night.

A goshawk flew above the clouds, leaped over forests and mountains, and fell into the barbarian stronghold of the barbarian steppe.

Soon, the barbarian chief, Sifrey, received the message, and his face changed greatly.

Sifrey squeezed the letter paper in his hand tightly, his fingernails scratched the letter paper, deeply embedded in the flesh.

"Gnoll?!"

"Yafei Aiwei??!!"

Sifrey finally knew where the legendary priest, Holmland, said about the source of the genocide.

Not long after, another goshawk fell into the barbarian camp.

Sifrey unfolded the rolled-up letter in his hand: Archbishop of Holmland was attacked and killed, the murderer is unknown.

"what!!!"

Sifred's emotions erupted, and he kicked the table in front of him. The table tore the tent's cloth and fell on the open space outside, scattered into pieces of wood. The guards outside the door were shocked and rushed into the tent.

"Lord Patriarch, what's wrong with you?!"

Seeing the concerned and suspicious eyes of the guard, the red-eyed Siflie suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Nothing! Get out!"

"Yes!"

The tone of the patriarch's order made the guards dare not talk much, and hurriedly went out to ask someone to repair the damaged tent.

After the guards left, Sifrey slumped on the chair weakly. Yafei Aiwei's strength made him feel hopeless. Since they could kill Holmland silently, they could also kill him silently.

Without a single legend, Sandonar would be wiped off the map of Nordhill by the kingdom of Loewy in no time.

Sifrey's eyes sparkled, wondering if there was any chance of life.

But he found that unless they surrendered and prayed for the mercy of the enemy, the barbarians had no chance. If surrendering could win the barbarians the right to survive, Sifrey would not mind surrendering, but the question was, would the Rowe Kingdom forgive the barbarians? !

Thousands of years of harassment by barbarians made the Rowe people hate barbarians to the bone, eager to chew their bones and drink their blood.

Thinking from another perspective, Siflie does not think that the Rowe people will let the barbarians go. The best result of surrendering is to become slaves, to be severely oppressed and abused by the Rowe people, men to become miners and gladiators, women... It's better to die.

Suddenly, he remembered a secret story recorded in Sandonar's history, and a last glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

"Homur!"

The captain of the guard hurried into the tent.

"What are the orders from the patriarch?"

"I'm going out, if I don't come back tomorrow."

After a pause, Sifred sighed.

"Then the barbarian family is over, let the tribes disperse, and run for your life."

Before the captain of the guards could react, Sifrey hurried out of the tent and ran towards the Kingdom of Elans.

...

The witch who led the way held a worn-out oil lamp in her hand. The light of the oil lamp dispelled the fog in the air, and Sifrey followed behind the silent witch.

Outside the range of the oil lamp was a vast expanse of whiteness, and the preoccupied Sifred did not know where he was.

Finally, the witch stopped, stood beside a door covered with ice blue patterns, and made a gesture of please.

Sifred took a deep breath and pushed open the door that was as cold as everlasting ice.

Inside the gate is a beautiful rotunda. The precious sapphire is only the material for paving the floor, and the surrounding walls are also inlaid with colorful magic gems.

The most exaggerated thing is that a huge snowflake pattern is inlaid in the center of the floor of the hall. The snowflake pattern is composed of precious and legendary snow demon cores.

At this time, Sifrey was not in the mood to appreciate the luxury of the hall. In the six corners of the snowflake pattern, there was a high and different throne.

He walked to the center of the snowflake pattern and bowed to the figure whose face was not clearly visible on the throne facing the gate.

"The barbarians pray for your protection! Lord Lilith!"

The Frost Witch - Lilith!

Helm of the Northland Witch Council!

The woman who has dominated Nordhill Northland for thousands of years!

If it weren't for the ancient book records, how could Sifrey think that he was born of a barbarian.

PS: The wind is blowing at two o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow. I have controlled the rhythm for a few days and wrote a little more extras, hee hee hee.