The Original Vampire

　　 The setting sun is like blood.

　　 The killing that lasted for a whole day finally subsided at this moment.

　　 This wolf cavalry camp has now become a real graveyard.

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

　　 Where there are deaths, they are there.

　　 Of course, the black cavalry had casualties, but the bodies of these dead soldiers could not be thrown into the wild like troll corpses and left to be ruined by wild beasts. Instead, they were all gathered and burned.

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

Such a waste!

　　 But no matter how Colin drooled, he did not dare to desecrate the corpse in front of the black cavalry.

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

　　Earl Dawson rolled his eyes and dropped a sentence: "Why don't you try to dig a hole in this ice sheet?"

　　 Colin really tried it.

　　 Then I was half tired.

　　 The frozen soil here is too difficult to dig.

　　 No wonder the Black Cavalry chose cremation.

　　 In desperation, Colin could not continue to struggle, so he had to give up.

　　 After cleaning the battlefield, there are preliminary statistics on the results of this battle. The trolls left more than 30,000 corpses here.

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

　　 So, the battle is not over yet.

　　 Next, there is a **** and cruel pursuit.

　　 The handsome account of the original troll has now become the temporary command post of the Black Cavalry.

The Marquis Garcia gave a series of combat instructions without expression. Under his command, the Black Cavalry was like a sophisticated mechanical octopus, stretching out its tentacles, tightly wrapping around the wolf cavalry who tried to escape, until they All hanged.

　　 Colin shrank in the corner, carefully observing and studying.

　　 This is a rare opportunity.

　　 Although I still don't understand why the Marquis Garcia would allow him, an outsider who does not belong to the Black Cavalry, to observe and learn so unscrupulously, but 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 has been issued.

　　 Black cavalry generals walked out of the camp in silence.

　　 There is no doubt, and no objection.

　　 This army is used to obey the orders of the Marquis Garcia.

　　 Because as long as you absolutely obey, you can win one victory after another.

　　 After trial and error.

　　 Prestige is established in this way.

　　 When a coach can continue to lead the move to win one victory after another, then he is the **** in the hearts of soldiers!

　　 In fact, this is the root of why famous generals are always jealous by the monarch.

　　In this special group of the army, everything is about victory.

　　 Even if it is a nominal monarch, if he can't lead the soldiers to victory, then his orders will not be implemented at all.

　　The reason is very simple. These soldiers do not understand politics or even loyalty, but they understand a simple truth-defeating a war will kill you.

　　 Besides, it's probably oneself who died.

　　 So, in order to survive, you must win.

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

　　 Colin straightened his armor and moved his muscles and bones a bit.

　　 Of course he did not get any military orders, after all, he is an outsider.

　　 Besides him, there is actually another outsider here-Vera.

　　 This female mage has actually been dozing off, her head little by little, very cute.

　　 But she can’t be blamed. After all, she was called up in the middle of the night last night. Today was another tense fight all day. She didn’t understand the military meeting just now, so she inevitably started to doze off.

　　 "Hey, wake up." Colin leaned forward and stabbed Vera with his elbow.

　　 "Huh? What's the matter?" Vera raised her head in a daze, and she blushed when she saw Colin's narrow smile.

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

　　 "Is this battle over?" Vera glanced at her uncle, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he hadn't noticed her.

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

　　 "Oh." Vera's brow furrowed slightly, but soon her face became firm again without complaining.

　　 To tell the truth, the Duke’s adopted daughter is indeed strong and has no spoiled traits.

　　 The body of the mage is inherently weak, but she still insists on not falling behind, which is indeed commendable.

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

　　 "Okay." Vera understood that Uncle was understanding herself, so she agreed.

　　 Then, the Marquis of Garcia looked at Colin: "Knight Colin, are you following me or Earl Dawson?"

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

　　Although staying behind is safer and can also cultivate relationships with Vera, but Colin has a clear distinction. How could he give up such a good learning opportunity.

　　 At this time, the Marquis of Garcia is more attractive than Vera.

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

　　 Colin hurriedly followed up.

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　　 Although the black cavalry laid a net to prevent the remnants of the wolf cavalry from meeting with the main force of the troll, it is obviously impossible to miss the net on this stretch of ice.

　　 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 cavalry who broke through the heavy encirclement of the black cavalry and merged with the main force of the troll.

　　 So the news of the defeat finally reached here.

　　 In the army's commanding account, the atmosphere is depressed and solemn.

　　 The tall troll sitting on the main seat had a trance.

　　His name is Gambik Volkin.

　　 is the Southern Prince of the Troll Empire.

The ruling 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 Glorious Empire.

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

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

　　The reason is simple, the southern part of the troll empire is the northern border.

　　 This direction is not only the biggest threat to the troll empire, but also the ancestral land of their dreams~www.NovelMTL.com~ guarding the southern part of the sky ice field. If you don't have certain strength, you would have received a box lunch.

　　 Therefore, when fighting in the north, unless the troll emperor drove him personally, the prince of the south was the supreme commander.

　　 Of course, this time is no exception.

　　Gambik Volkin, the number two figure in the troll empire, can also be regarded as an old acquaintance of the Marquis of Garcia.

　　 The two have fought for more than ten years, and Gambik has basically never won.

　　 But even so, his reputation in the troll empire is increasing day by day.

　　The reason for such a weird situation is that although Gambik has always lost, he is the most beautiful loser, and sometimes he can even fight back and forth with the Marquis Garcia.

　　 And the generals of other troll empires, as long as they encounter the black cavalry, all of them lose their pants.

　　 Therefore, with the taller man in the dwarf, Gambik Volkin became the only troll general who could fight against the Marquis of Garcia.

　　 This time on the southern expedition, while the Marquis Garcia was transferred from the front line, Prince Gambique finally exaggerated and declared to the world with victories--

　　 It's not that Gambique can't do it, but that the Marquis Garcia is too abnormal.

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

　　 But I didn't expect that Marquis Garcia returned!

　　 And, in this quiet way, I was so cruel to myself.

　　 Prince Gambik froze for a long time before finally speaking.

　　 His hoarse voice reverberated in the handsome account: "All talk, what should I do now?"

　　 However, the troll generals in the tent but you look at me, I look at you, silent.

　　 There was a dead silence in the audience.