The encounter on the sky ice field ended extremely quickly.
It took only three hours from the attack of the blood cavalry army to the complete collapse of the troll army, which can be called a miracle in the history of war.
Okamoto stared blankly at everything in front of him, without abuse, fear, or regret. At this moment, he seemed to be unable to perceive any emotions, and looked calmly and indifferently like an outsider.
As far as the eye can see, the formation of the troll army has been torn apart by the blood cavalry army. The defeated troll deserters are all over the mountains and plains. They are like lambs who have no ability to resist, and they are wantonly slaughtered by the blood cavalry army.
Okamoto has actually experienced such a cruel and bloody scene once.
He understood that at such a point, unless the gods came to the world, no one would be able to turn the tide.
And the gods... are they still watching his followers
Okamoto looked up at the sky, let the cold snowflakes fall on his face, took a deep breath, and the tip of his nose was full of bloody smell.
The shouts of the guards kept coming from his ears, telling him to flee quickly.
But Okamoto didn't move.
What else is there to escape
Troll Empire, it's over.
A military adventure that had overdrawn the empire's final war potential had ended before it even started, and it ended so embarrassingly.
Okamoto knew very well that the North would not give the troll empire any more chances.
Next, await the fate of the troll empire, nothing more than dismemberment, enslavement, or total destruction.
And the troll empire has no ability to resist.
At this moment, Okamoto suddenly understood his father, Prince Gambik.
Perhaps Prince Gambic felt the same way when he watched the troll empire's 300,000 elite army be defeated by the black cavalry army led by Marquis Garcia.
This kind of desperation that overwhelms all reason makes death the easiest option.
So, Okamoto looked at the blood cavalry army that was sweeping, drew out his sword with a clang, and roared:
"Come on, Colin Angelet, here is my head!"
The Logue knights had been eyeing Okamoto for a long time. Seeing that the opponent rushed out, he immediately led his army forward and easily defeated the blocking of the troll emperor's personal guards.
He was covered in blood, and he chopped Okamoto to the ground with a single knife.
However, he also knew the importance of Okamoto, and deliberately avoided the opponent's vital points when swinging the knife.
Laughing wildly, the Logue knight grabbed Okamoto, who had lost his combat effectiveness, in his hands, as if he was carrying his own spoils during a wild hunt.
There was a click.
The handsome flag of the troll army was also cut off by the accompanying cavalry.
The Logue knight immediately sent someone to send the severed handsome flag and the captured troll emperor to Colin to claim credit, while he himself led the army to continue chasing the fleeing troll.
Boom!
The soldiers left Okamoto on the cold ground unceremoniously, without any regard for the noble status of the other party.
Okamoto bared his teeth and grunted a few times. His right arm had been severed by Qi Gen. The massive blood loss made his face extremely pale, but he still endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up. Willing to show weakness in front of one's old adversaries.
"Okamoto Volkin." Colin rode on the horse, looking down at his defeated opponent, and there was not much sarcasm in his tone, but more pity.
"Colin Angelet." Okamoto looked straight into Colin's eyes without flinching, and his tone was as stiff as ice on the ground.
Colin frowned, a little surprised at Okamoto's attitude.
All along, Okamoto has been extremely humble and even flattering in front of Colin.
Of course, Ke Lin also knew that at that time, the other party's compromised attitude was just to lower his vigilance, so that the troll empire could have a chance to breathe and develop.
But now, Okamoto didn't even bother to pretend.
"You lost again." Colin said with a smile, "This time, what price is the troll empire going to pay to appease the anger of the northern border?"
Okamoto shrugged awkwardly and said, "What else does the Troll Empire have to lose? But you, how are you going to deal with a chaotic northern border?"
"The chaotic northern border?" Colin frowned suspiciously, "What do you mean?"
"You don't know yet, do you?" Okamoto laughed wildly with a look of gratification on his face, "The oil painting I gave to the St. Hilde family back then was mixed with poisonous substances!
The Duke of St. Hilde must have been poisoned to death by now, hahahaha! "
"Poisoned?" Colin's face suddenly became a little strange, and he looked at Okamoto with more pity.
Okamoto was very dissatisfied with Colin's reaction. The pain, remorse, and hatred he expected did not appear. This made Okamoto very unhappy, so he spoke provocatively again:
"Colin Angelet, don't you understand the seriousness of the matter? Once Vera St. Hilde dies, you will lose the power you gained as the husband of the Duke of the North.
When the new Duke of the North takes over, will you still be as good as you are now
Back then, Garcia St. Hilde, as the younger brother of the Duke of the North, was feared for controlling the Black Cavalry.
You are an outsider, do you still want to gain the trust of the new Duke of the North
impossible!
The more powerful you are now, the more miserable your fate will be in the future! "
"Really?" Colin deliberately put on a look of panic, and asked, "Then what do you think I should do?"
Okamoto immediately bewitched: "You can only cooperate with me!"
"Cooperate with you?"
"That's right!" Okamoto's brain was spinning rapidly. Since he couldn't ask for death, at this moment he wanted to seek capital for the troll empire to negotiate peace. "You can think about it, if the troll empire never recovered , or even dismembered or even destroyed by you, then, does the Northern Territory, which has lost the threat of the North, still need the Blood Cavalry Army
Therefore, if you don't want to be abandoned by the new Duke of the North, you must reflect your own value!
And your greatest value is actually serving as the northern barrier of the northern border!
Therefore, you should cooperate with me to let the troll empire survive and give us some room to recuperate.
As long as the troll empire can catch its breath and pose enough threats to the northern border, then you, and your blood cavalry army, can find a foothold in the northern border! "
After hearing this, Ke Lin curled his lips in disdain, and said, "Okamoto, do you know why you always lose?"
Okamoto shook his head.
"Because you are always obsessed with these conspiracies and tricks, but you don't know that your own strength is the root of victory." Colin said mercilessly, "Even if Otto and Squeen really succeeded in the assassination, and even severely injured the blood Cavalry, do you think you can conquer the North with just this army of trolls
No kidding, all right.
There is also a swallowtail army in the north, and a blood cavalry reserve team of tens of thousands of people in Bingyan City has been training for almost two years. With this group of crooked melons and dates you lead, let alone the two regular troops, Even the defense forces in the major cities in the northern border may not be able to fight.
What's more, the half-elf kingdom also has a silver moon guard of 50,000 people ready to support the northern border.
What do you win? "
Colin looked at Okamoto's flushed face, and continued to stimulate:
"As for your so-called cooperation, hehe, it's even more ridiculous.
Even if Vera is really poisoned and dies, with the power I control now, no matter who ascends to the Duke of the Northern Territory, he must be respectful in front of me, the guardian of the Northern Territory!
So, go to hell with peace of mind. "
After saying this, Colin drew his sword and swung it without the slightest hesitation.
"Wait..." Okamoto wanted to argue again, but Colin's long sword had already turned into a silver light and passed his throat.
Chi!
A bloody head fell down, drawing a bloodstain on the snow, and finally stopped at Colin's feet.
Okamoto's eyes stared straight at Colin's figure.
(end of this chapter)