The Original Vampire

"kill!"

　　The huge troll army formation seems to be from the quiet waves of hell, wrapped in the might of crushing everything, rolling towards the Jinghu camp.

　　 For a time, like the sky and the earth cracking, and like the stormy waves hitting the shore, the fragile defense line that was barely organized in the Jinghu camp was broken under such an offensive.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　...

Under the impact of the troll army, the collapsed human army was squeezed into the icy lake in rows. Only in the east and west directions, the few human soldiers who saw the bad situation escaped in embarrassment before the troll encirclement closed. go out.

　　 "Woo-"

　　 In the howling of the wolf, the earth began to tremble.

　　 The two wings of the troll army split into two wolf cavalry units, one east and the other west, chasing the human deserters respectively.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The calm surface of Jinghu Lake suddenly surged with a huge wave, which struck the troll wolf cavalry on the east side of the battlefield.

　　 "Stop moving forward!"

　　 The wolf cavalry leader hissed.

　　 However, the wolf cavalry in the rapid charge could not control the forward momentum at all.

　　 The huge waves are like a terrifying big hand smashed down.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Hundreds of wolf cavalry were swallowed instantly.

　　 There is no trace of blood, no broken meat or broken bones.

　　 The turbulent waves froze immediately after touching the ground, forming an ice wall more than ten meters high, which lay before the troll wolf riding.

　　 Inside the ice wall, each troll wolf cavalry still maintained the posture of charging before death.

　　 lifelike.

　　 Such a terrifying incident scared the wolf cavalry in the rear to stop one after another, patrolling in front of the ice wall, looking panic.

　　 Seeing that this human deserter was about to run farther and farther, a bright red spear shot out from the center of the troll army, drew a long blood mark in the sky, and finally pierced into the ice wall.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 A crack appeared on the ice wall, and then more cracks extended from the location where the spear pierced, instantly covering the entire wall like a spider web.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The ice wall shattered.

　　 Countless ice cubes fell along with the wreckage of the wolf cavalry.

"Chase!"

　　 Following the command of the leader, this wolf cavalry unit regrouped and chased east again.

　　 Only this time, this wolf cavalry has completely lost its arrogance at the beginning.

　　 "There is a wizard in that human deserter?"

　　 Stepping on the fine pieces of ice, a troll general riding a white wolf picked up the blood-red spear that fell to the ground.

　　 Obviously, he just broke the ice wall blocking the road.

　　 "Quick, you chase it too, this should be a big fish." Another troll riding a white wolf came over and said to the troll general who picked up the spear.

The mounts of the 　　 troll clan are the ice wolves. These ferocious beasts, which are a lap larger than normal horses, are generally gray.

　　 But there are also a handful of ice wolves with white hair.

　　 Such white wolves are sacred in the eyes of the trolls, and they are the incarnation of the **** of war (also known as the white wolf war god) they believe in. Therefore, only the noble trolls are qualified to use the white wolf as a mount.

　　 "Yes! Lord Gambik!" Quirk bowed, and then led a group of wolf cavalry to the east.

　　 The ice wall spell here is just a small episode. On the frontal battlefield, this improvised human army has long been defeated, either kneeling to beg for mercy, or being driven into the mirror lake by the trolls like ducks.

　　 Only a few people are still struggling to resist, trying to break a blood path and rush out of the encirclement.

　　 In fact, there are not too few human remnants who have successfully rushed out.

　　Because the troll army seemed a little scrupulous, it didn't put all its troops into the encirclement to intercept the scattered soldiers.

　　 Instead, more than half of the elite troops were left behind as a reserve team, as if they were on guard.

　　 The killing continues.

　　 The flowing blood continued to flow into Jinghu Lake, dyeing half of the lake surface a dazzling red.

　　 The suffocating smell of blood attracted groups of vultures, who hovered anxiously over the battlefield, ready to rush down for a meal.

　　 The sun gradually slanted to the west, the setting sun began to burn in the sky, but the killing sound by the Jinghu Lake showed no sign of stopping.

　　 At this moment, there was a sudden commotion behind the troll army.

　　 A troll messenger quickly rushed in front of Gambik and reported loudly: "General! A human army was found behind, about 40,000 or 50,000 people!"

　　Gambik was not surprised and rejoiced, and laughed: "Okay! That little lion finally dared to show up! Haha, let's teach him another lesson!"

　　 The family emblem of the St. Hild family, the lord of the north, is a golden lion. The "little lion" mentioned by Gambik obviously refers to the son of the Duke of St. Hild, the Marquis of Charles.

　　 This Marquis was supposed to be the supreme commander of the human side in this battle, sitting in the Jinghu camp and fighting the trolls to the death.

　　 But he obviously didn't want to, or didn't dare to confront the army of trolls.

　　 Instead, an emergency call-up order was issued and a group of mercenaries and militias were recruited to fill the Jinghu camp as bait.

　　 He led a real army and attacked from behind while the trolls attacked Jinghu camp.

　　 Although the whole plan is cruel, it is also a good strategy.

　　 If you can really hit the trolls by surprise and make them unable to look at each other head and tail, they might be able to win a battle.

　　Unfortunately, for some reason, the commander of the troll army had clearly understood this strategy in advance, and was prepared to deal with it.

　　 So when the Marquis of Charles led his army to the back of the troll army, he didn't see the ground like a broken bamboo as he expected, but hit an iron plate head-on.

　　 A fierce battle kicked off.

　　—————

　　 The night is dark.

　　 The half-round bright moon hung in the sky, and the cold brilliance shed the forest.

　　 A group of human cavalry is camping in the forest, but they dare not make a fire to cook, worrying about exposing the target and attracting chasing soldiers behind them.

　　 It has been three days since the defeat of Jinghu Lake.

　　 Three days of fleeing, killing, and bleeding, this team of more than 500 people now has only more than 100 people left.

　　 Under the encirclement of the troll wolf cavalry army, it is indeed a miracle that they can survive until now.

　　 Of course, this is also because their combat effectiveness is really strong. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Besides, one of them has a caster.

　　 Although talking about head-on singles, the mage was completely beaten by knights of the same rank, or even warriors, because no one would stand stupidly and wait for the mage to finish singing without interrupting or dodge.

　　 But on the battlefield, the role of a mage far exceeds that of knights of the same rank.

　　 The ice wall blocking the wolf cavalry is a good example.

　　 It was a third-order spell that instantly ended the lives of hundreds of wolf cavalry.

　　 But if a Tier 3 knight faced hundreds of wolf cavalry, even if there were no professionals among these wolf cavalry, he would die under the siege of the opponent.

　　 At most, dozens of pads are pulled up.

　　 The forest is quiet, with only the occasional crowing of horses and the vague howling of owls.

　　 In the camp, most of the people were eating hard bread in silence. Only a few leaders gathered together to discuss quietly how to get rid of the chasing soldiers behind them.

"Meow!"

　　 "Little Bai, don't run around!"

　　 Ke Lin chased Xiao Bai's figure to the center of the camp.

　　 "Sorry, it's more naughty."

"fine."

　　 The female mage easily grabbed the kitten who was trying to climb on her body and held it in her arms and stroked it.

　　 Seeing this, Colin sat down, not seeing it at all.

　　 The female mage seemed to perceive Colin's little abacus, so she didn't drive him away, but asked, "Which knight are you?"

　　 Colin looked up at the female mage.

　　 The black gauze covered most of her face, leaving only a pair of deep blue eyes, as if reflecting the deepest desire of everyone.

　　 "My name is Colin, Colin Angele."