"My lord, the holy mountain of the troll empire is ahead."
Ke Linle stopped the horse, squinted his eyes, looked at the towering mountains in front of him, nodded, and said:
"Have you confirmed the whereabouts of the White Wolf Witch King?"
"Confirmed. This time the White Wolf Witch King was accompanied by only one hundred and thirty wolf cavalry, and they went up the mountain early this morning. Our sentry cavalry has searched several times in a radius of hundreds of miles, and found no other troll army. "
Colin nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Okay, let's wait for the White Wolf Witch King at the foot of the mountain. Don't disturb him for the last worship ceremony in his life."
"yes."
The army continued to move forward, but soon, the herald came to Colin again and reported:
"My lord, I found a troll at the foot of the mountain ahead."
"One?" Colin looked at the herald suspiciously, "The sentinel?"
The herald shook his head and said, "No, look at his face...it seems to be...Prince Otto..."
"Paladin Otto?" Colin was startled, and then wondered, "He didn't leave after seeing the army?"
"No. He just stood there, alone, facing an army..."
"What does he want?" said Colin to himself.
At this moment, the curiosity in his heart overwhelmed the fear.
After all, for the sake of safety this time, he brought all the blood cavalry with him.
Originally, he thought that even if Prince Otto accompanied him as an escort, he would take the initiative to retreat after seeing the blood cavalry, but why doesn't that seem to be the case now...
However, Colin was not too nervous.
After all, an elite iron cavalry like the Blood Cavalry Army, unless the White Wolf God of War came into the world in person, it is impossible to be defeated by a troll.
Not even if the troll is a paladin.
So, what exactly is Prince Otto up to
"Array, meet the enemy!"
Although full of doubts, Colin still gave the order to fight.
No matter what this troll paladin wants to do, since he sent it to his door, Colin will not be polite.
woo—
The desolate trumpet sounded on the ice field.
Amidst the tremors of the earth, black torrents spread, and finally gathered at the foot of the holy mountain, surrounding that lonely figure.
Prince Otto still stood there expressionless, as if he was not surrounded by the number one cavalry in the north, but just annoying ants.
His gaze was cold and firm, looking straight ahead, as if he could see the figure who had completely pushed the troll empire into the abyss of despair through the layers of armies.
Colin looked at Prince Otto from a distance. Although he couldn't see the other's expression clearly, he could still feel the killing intent coming towards him.
An ominous premonition surged in his heart, but Colin couldn't figure it out, what else could the troll do
But immediately, his eyes stopped on the towering mountain—could it be the White Wolf Witch King
But even with the addition of the White Wolf Witch King, there is no way to destroy a blood cavalry army of more than 20,000 people.
This is beyond the scope of ordinary people's ability, and it can be called a miracle.
If the White Wolf Witch King cooperates with the paladins to have such supernatural power, the troll empire would have wiped out the black cavalry army and conquered the northern border long ago, so how can they survive like this
Although he couldn't figure it out, out of caution, Colin immediately mobilized a cavalry unit to rush up the mountain, planning to kill the White Wolf Witch King first, no matter what the other party was up to.
I don't know if he saw the change of the Blood Cavalry Army, but Prince Otto, who was standing quietly at the same place, suddenly let out a roar:
"Colin Angelet, die!"
Like a thunderstorm on the ground, violent air currents spread around Prince Otto in an instant.
The wind and snow all over the sky swelled, forming the shape of a white wolf in midair.
It was obviously a phantom, but the real coercion still rushed towards the face. For a moment, all the soldiers of the Blood Cavalry Army felt that they were facing an ancient beast that had been dormant for a long time and was suddenly awakened.
Roar-
Prince Otto moved.
The wind and snow all over the sky also followed, sweeping towards the Blood Cavalry Army formation.
One person, against one army, did not lose the wind in the slightest.
"kill!"
With a single command, the blood cavalry troops in the outer circle were still cruising around, maintaining their horse speed, but the inner circle had already divided into cavalry squads, with hundreds of cavalry as a team, from all directions, all directions, at the same time, to Prince Otto Launched a charge.
boom!
The phantom of the white wolf collided with the frontmost cavalry squad, blood splattered all over the place in an instant.
The hundreds of blood cavalry soldiers seemed to have crashed into a huge mountain, and even their horses and men collapsed directly. No matter how strong their armor was, it did not help them resist such a terrifying impact at all.
However, the battle is far from over.
Before Prince Otto could catch his breath, the next cavalry squad had already arrived.
boom!
Prince Otto's body turned into a ray of white light, which directly smashed through the cavalry squad, and blood gushed out continuously, dyeing his whole body red.
Even the phantom of the white wolf behind him seemed to be tinged with blood.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Wave after wave of blood cavalry troops launched desperate attacks on Prince Otto one after another.
Then, it turned into a cloud of blood mist in the wind and snow.
However, under the military order, no one flinched.
Such a tragic situation right now can't shake the hearts of the soldiers of the Blood Cavalry Army. They have seen more cruel and bloody scenes, and they also understand what kind of opponent they are facing.
This army has been born to fight against the enemies of the north, and the hatred of trolls is engraved in the soul of each of them.
Now, what the soldiers of the Blood Cavalry Army feel is not fear but excitement in the face of the strong man in the sanctuary of the troll clan!
They just want to use their own flesh and blood and mortal souls to completely defeat this strong man in the sanctuary!
What about paladins
Falling into the siege of the blood cavalry army, the only way to die in battle!
boom!
boom!
…
Prince Otto is already red-eyed.
Around him, blood flowed horizontally and corpses littered the ground.
He couldn't remember how many waves of cavalry charges he defeated, but after each defeat, new cavalry formations immediately formed and rushed towards him, as if death had nothing to fear for these blood cavalry troops .
boom!
Once again defeated the cavalry formation rushing.
But this time, Prince Otto found that his hands had begun to tremble.
Moreover, he just broke up the charging cavalry formation, but failed to kill them all. Thirty or forty of the cavalry squad of more than a hundred cavalry fled to the surroundings in embarrassment.
From the very beginning, the momentum was like a rainbow, but after more than a dozen rounds of attacks from the blood cavalry army, the troll paladin finally showed signs of fatigue.
However, Prince Otto still had no intention of running away, and there was still no wavering in his scarlet eyes.
Tread Tread...
Another round of cavalry arrived.
…
The top of the holy mountain.
The White Wolf Witch King Squinn slowly took off his wizard robe and stood naked in the snowstorm.
His hunchbacked body could almost be said to be skinny and skinny, but the old skin was covered with dense and strangely shaped curves.
Squeen closed his eyes, and quickly chanted an incomprehensible spell, his hands forming a twisted mark on his chest.
Immediately, the lines on Squinn's skin began to emit white light, and the light became brighter and brighter, even eclipsing the sunlight for a while.
But at the same time, Squeen's body became more and more stooped, as if something heavy weighed him down.
Gradually, the wind and snow between heaven and earth seemed to become more violent.
(end of this chapter)