The Original Vampire

By the creek in the forest, a troll wolf cavalry is fetching water.

Around him, four companions were on guard.

People with extensive experience in wild life know the importance of water sources, but it is also because it is extremely important that it becomes a natural trap.

After a wolf cavalry finished fetching water, he signaled his companions to take turns.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled a trace of unease, and immediately pulled out the scimitar from his waist.

The other four wolf cavalrymen were also startled by the actions of their companions, and immediately began to look around nervously.

However, nothing happened.

The forest was silent except for the gentle rustling of the breeze over the treetops.

The wolf cavalry did not relax their vigilance, but became even more nervous.

Because it's so quiet!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The sound of arrows whistling suddenly broke the suffocating silence.

Then there were two screams.

The remaining three trolls didn't have time to check whether the two arrow-shot companions were dead or alive, and quickly turned over and climbed onto the direwolf, turned around and ran away.

"Chase!"

The Bliss knight shouted and rushed out.

Behind him, hundreds of human cavalrymen rushed out.

The quiet morning was completely broken, and the bloody killing prelude played again.

In general, direwolf is better than warhorse in short sprint, but its endurance is relatively poor in long run.

Therefore, after the three troll wolf cavalry rushed out a certain distance, not only did they not shake off their tails, but they were chased closer and closer.

Moreover, after closing the distance, the human arrow struck again.

After a while, two more wolves were killed by arrows.

When the last wolf rider saw this, he stabbed a knife into the direwolf's butt with red eyes.

"Ouch!!!"

Under the pain, the direwolf suddenly accelerated, and opened some distance from the pursuers behind him.

However, the speedup buff gained from such self-mutilation did not last long.

The direwolf, which had lost too much blood, gradually became exhausted, and was eventually caught up by the human cavalry, hit by an arrow, and rolled to the ground.

The troll rolled around on the ground for a few times, and then got up in a daze, even wanting to continue running.

"Hey!"

Bliss caught up with the horse and cut off the troll's head with a knife.

Before he could catch his breath, the woods in front of him moved for a while, and then more troll wolf cavalry jumped out!

Still a step behind!

Bliss sighed secretly, knowing that he was not fast enough to deal with the troll sentry, which attracted more enemies.

"Line up!"

Visually measuring the distance of the wolf cavalry on the opposite side, Bliss knew that this battle could not be avoided, so he ordered loudly.

"go ahead!"

The human cavalrymen, who had just rushed for a while, took a breath and pulled their undercoats again under Bliss' command to prepare to meet the enemy.

"accelerate!"

Fortunately, the number of wolf cavalry attacking is not too many, and they can fight.

"charge!"

As the distance got closer, the two sides entered the sprint phase almost at the same time.

No concessions, no dodging, and no mercy.

When the road meets, the brave wins!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Ahhhh-"

"Bang!!!!"

In the huge crash, blood and broken bones splashed everywhere.

Bloody, brutal, brutal.

Life becomes the sacrifice, and blood is the decoration.

The peaceful jungle instantly turned into a terrifying altar.

After a fierce battle, the humans finally prevailed.

The cavalry of the Saint Hilde family is indeed elite.

Moreover, Colin's guess was correct,

In the direction of turning back to the north, the trolls did not arrange heavy troops.

Obviously, the other party did not expect that this group of human deserters would dare to return to the direction of the main battlefield.

"Chase!"

Seeing that the remaining dozen or so trolls wanted to run, Bliss immediately ordered a pursuit.

You can't let these guys run away, otherwise it will definitely attract more chasing troops.

At this moment, a group of blue light suddenly bloomed in the forest.

In the direction in which the trolls retreated, it seemed that the seasons had suddenly changed. A layer of frost covered the ground and treetops at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then instantly enveloped the direwolf, making it difficult for them to walk.

"It's magic!"

The wolf cavalry leader screamed, and despair appeared in his eyes.

Yes, the female mage hiding in the back finally finished singing, and a third-order spell [Frost Nova] was smashed just right, slowing down the speed of the wolf cavalry's escape.

"Kill them all!"

Bliss took the opportunity to lead the army to rush up, and headed the trolls who seemed to be pressing the slow release button one by one.

Colin rushed to the leader of the wolf cavalry and cut off the opponent's right hand holding the weapon, but he did not make another knife to kill him.

"I'll see if I can get some information." Colin shouted to Bliss, dragging the half-dead leader of the wolf cavalry.

"Okay. But you'd better hurry up, we can't stay here for long." Bliss nodded, and then shouted to his subordinates, "Hurry up, hurry up! Give you ten minutes to clean up the battlefield!"

"Yes!"

"Master Colin, do you need help?" Knight Raymond came over.

"No, I'll do it myself." Colin rejected Raymond's kindness, dragged the wolf cavalry leader behind a big tree, and asked, "Tell me, are there other troll troops nearby?"

"Pooh!"

The leader of the wolf cavalry spit out bloody spit and scolded: "I won't tell you even if I die!"

Colin tilted his head, nimbly dodged the saliva, then pulled out the dagger, and cut the opponent's throat neatly: "Okay, then go to hell."

"Ho...ho..." The wolf cavalry leader widened his eyes and seemed to be asking—Why don't you play cards according to the routine!

When the other party was completely dead, Colin looked up and saw that no one noticed him, so he quietly took out the water bag.

"Gudu... gudu..."

Yes, Colin's real purpose was not to interrogate.

He had noticed in previous battles that the wolf cavalry leader was a samurai.

Similar to the human knight, the samurai is a unique occupation of the troll race, serving the god of war, and therefore has the potential to advance to the sanctuary.

After discovering that the blood of warriors had no special effects, Colin felt that he should try to see if the blood of troll warriors could help him improve his strength just like human knights.

Moreover, the strength of this wolf cavalry leader should be between the second and third ranks, higher than Ke Lin's current rank.

So, if the blood of the samurai really does work, he should know soon enough...

Ten minutes passed in a flash, and Colin hid the filled water bladder and returned to the team.

The battlefield has been swept, all the trolls and their mounts have been slain, and the corpses are laid out randomly in the woods.

And the war dead on the human side were hastily buried.

After this battle, the number of the escaped team was less than one hundred.

Colin probably counted, and there are only seventy or eighty people left.

With a sigh, Colin got on his horse and was ready to go.

At this moment, Bliss led the female mage's warhorse to Colin's side.

"Knight Colin."

"Ma'am, what is your order?"

The female mage lowered her head slightly, seeming to avoid Ke Lin's gaze, and there was a hint of shyness in her words:

"Excuse me, can I ride a horse with you...?"