The Original Vampire

"kill!"

The huge army of trolls seemed to come from hell, with the power to crush everything, and rolled toward the Mirror Lake camp.

For a time, it was like the sky was falling apart, and it was like a storm crashing on the shore. The fragile defense line in the Jinghu camp was broken at the touch of such an offensive.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

...

The collapsed human army was squeezed into the icy lake in rows under the impact of the troll army. Only in the east and west directions, a few ill-fated human soldiers fled before the troll encirclement closed. go out.

"Ouch-"

With a wolf howl, the ground began to tremble.

The two flanks of the troll army split into two wolf cavalry units, one in the east and one in the west, chasing the human deserters separately.

"Whoa!"

The calm Mirror Lake suddenly swelled up with huge waves, attacking the troll wolf cavalry on the east side of the battlefield.

"Stop moving forward!"

The wolf cavalry leader roared.

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

The giant wave slammed down like a terrifying big hand.

"Bang!"

Hundreds of wolf cavalry were instantly swallowed up.

Not a trace of blood, nor broken bones.

The turbulent giant wave froze immediately after touching the ground, forming an ice wall more than ten meters high, before the troll wolf ride.

In the ice wall, the troll wolf cavalry still maintained the attitude of charging before their death.

lifelike.

Such a terrifying change scared the wolf cavalry in the rear to stop one after another, stagnating in front of the ice wall, and their faces were terrified.

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, drawing a long bloodstain 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 position where the spear pierced, and instantly covered the entire wall like a cobweb.

"Bang!"

The ice wall shatters.

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

"Chase!"

Following the leader's order, the wolf cavalry unit regrouped and chased east again.

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

"There is actually a mage in that human deserter?"

Stepping on the finely broken ice, a troll general riding a white wolf picked up the blood-red spear that had fallen to the ground.

Obviously, he was the one who broke the ice wall blocking the road just now.

"Quick, go after you 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 mount of the troll family is the direwolf. This ferocious beast, which is larger than a normal war horse, is generally gray.

But there are also very few direwolf with white fur.

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

"Yes! Lord Gambik!" Quick bowed and then led another group of wolf cavalry to the east.

The ice wall spell here is just a small episode. On the frontal battlefield, this makeshift human army has long since collapsed, either kneeling and begging for mercy, or being driven into Mirror Lake by trolls.

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

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

Because the troll army seemed to have some scruples, and did not put all its forces into the encirclement to intercept the scattered human beings.

Instead, more than half of the elite troops were left behind as a reserve, as if they were guarding against something.

The killing continues.

The flowing blood kept flowing into the Mirror Lake, dyeing half of the lake a dazzling red.

The suffocating smell of blood attracts swarms of vultures, hovering restlessly over the battlefield, ready to rush down to feast.

The sun gradually slanted to the west, and the sunset glow began to burn in the sky, but there was no sign of the slaughter beside Jinghu Lake.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from the rear of the troll army.

A troll messenger quickly rushed in front of Gumbek and reported loudly: "General! There are about 40,000 to 50,000 human troops found behind!"

Instead of being surprised, Gumbek laughed and said, "Okay! That little lion finally dares to show his head! Haha, let's teach him a lesson!"

The family emblem of the Saint Hilde family, the Lord of the North, is a golden lion, and the "little lion" Gumbek referred to obviously refers to the Marquis Charles, the son of the Duke of Saint Hilde.

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

But he was obviously not willing, or dared, to confront the troll army head-on.

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

He himself led a real army and attacked from the rear while the trolls attacked the Mirror Lake camp.

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

If you can really catch the trolls by surprise, so that they can't care about each other, maybe they can win the battle.

Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the troll army's commander had clearly seen this tactic in advance and was prepared to deal with it.

So, when Marquis Charles led his army to the rear of the army of trolls, it was not as broken as he expected, but hit an iron plate head-on.

A fierce battle thus kicked off.

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The night is dark.

The half moon is hanging in the air, and the cold brilliance is sprinkled in the forest.

A team of human cavalry was camping in the forest, but they dared not make a fire to cook, fearing that they would expose their targets and attract chasing soldiers behind them.

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

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

Under the siege and interception 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 indeed strong.

Moreover, they also have a spellcaster.

Although it is a head-to-head duel, the mage is completely beaten by knights and even warriors of the same rank, because no one will stand stupidly in place and wait for the mage to finish singing, without interrupting or dodging.

But on the battlefield, the role of a mage is far more than that of a knight of the same rank.

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

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

But if a third-order 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.

The woods were quiet, except for the occasional screeching of horses and the faint howling of owls.

In the camp, most of the people were eating hard bread in silence. Only a few leaders gathered together and whispered about how to get rid of the pursuers behind them.

"Meow!"

"Xiao Bai, don't run around!"

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

"Sorry, it's naughty."

"fine."

The female mage grabbed the kitten that was trying to crawl on her, and held it in her arms and stroked it.

Seeing this, Colin sat down and didn't see anything outside.

The female mage seemed to be aware of Ke Lin's little abacus, so she didn't drive him away, but asked, "Which knight are you from?"

Colin looked up at the female mage.

The black veil covered most of her face, leaving only a pair of deep blue eyes, as if reflecting the deepest desire in everyone's heart.

"My name is Colin, Colin Angell."