"Xue Xue, wait a minute!" Reaya wanted to call out to Xue Xue, who was about to lead the team away.

Xue Xue paused, but didn't turn around. The people in gray looked at Xue Xue one after another, waiting for her to make a decision.

"Sister!" Reaya wanted to keep again.

"Alright, Rayaya, she has something to do. Weken pulled Reaya back and looked at Xue Xue.

“......”

In the silence, Xue Xue took another step and hurried towards the village where the sound of killing was heard.

...... in the village

"I, I don't want to die!!"

A rebel soldier sat down on the ground as he looked at the torrent of steel as the cavalry charged, his legs weakened.

"I didn't hear that this is going to die!" said another rebel soldier's hand trembled, and the knife he was holding in his hand was even misdirected.

"Get up for me!" the young man looked at the cavalry who was almost breaking through the line with resentment on his face, "we are the symbol of the Vichy, how can we be intimidated by these Riardo dogs!"

The man had brown hair, and although his face was resentful, it was not full of passion. His voice was loud and constantly inspired the soldiers who were frightened by the army.

"Get up for me!Resist! Think of our family, think of our friends!Are you willing to fall here!?" the man waved his sword angrily, "Use the goods around you as a barrier!

"Yes!"

After panicking, several rebel soldiers immediately obeyed the orders of the leader and quickly overturned the goods and carts in the bazaar, creating an improvised and vulnerable defensive line.

The villagers had retreated to their houses, restlessly awaiting the end of the battle.

"Chief, what about these militiamen?" a rebel soldier asked the leader, looking at the militia lying on the ground not far away.

"Leave them alone, not killing them is already the greatest mercy. The man glanced at the militiamen and quickly moved into position, ready to direct the soldiers to fight back.

"Yes!" the soldier replied, hurrying behind the line to prepare against the cavalry.

The man looked at the enemy army, and the suspicion flashed in his eyes: "Could it be that the snow has defected with frost marks? Otherwise, who released the news that we are here? I must not die before I kill the princess of Vichy!"

"Chief, they, they're rushing over!" the soldiers under his command panicked.

The line of defense was fragile, and compared to the galloping, armored cavalry and horses, it seemed to be a papier-mâché barrier. In front of the sharp cavalry, even if they collected some usable armor and weapons from the battlefield, it seemed that there was only one end to defeat.

The other party is an elite soldier specially trained for war, and these people under his command are just a group of farmers who have been trying to survive until now, and they have no experience on the battlefield at all.

Among them, there are even newcomers who fight for the first time......

"Is this team going to be crushed here......" The man's face was cloudy, "Why can'......t we kill even the princess of the empire when we are obviously righteous?"

"Chief, here they are!" exclaimed the soldiers at the front, raising their spears in a panic, huddled behind them, closing their eyes and praying that the spear would penetrate the enemy.

"Open your eyes! Fight back!" the man roared, "For our justice!"

The man could clearly see the expressions of his soldiers...... Their expressions are not at all the expressions of people who are going to go to the battlefield, they are afraid, they are afraid of everything that will happen on the battlefield. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way to survive under the nobles, they wouldn't have become soldiers, would they?

And those cavalry ...... In their eyes, there is a reckless thirst for killing, and they are eager to tear apart the vulnerable bandit army in front of them, hang the heads of the bandits on the back armor of their horses, and then return to the barracks with great pride.

"Who the hell called this kind of aristocratic troops!Who dared to challenge my justice!" The man was furious, put his sword back into its sheath, picked up a spear, and shouted at the enemy, "Kill!"

Charging with guns, the cavalry tore through this fragile line of defense in a split second. The fruits and vegetables on the stalls are trampled by the horses' hooves, and the smells are intertwined, turning the market into a Shura field.

The spears flew through, and the rebel soldiers, who were picked up, struggled to penetrate the light planks that had served as a line of defense in front of him, pierced him in the abdomen, penetrated his guts, and then broke free from the spears that had been stabbed from his back. But all that was in response was the hideous laughter of the cavalry, and the joking of the other cavalry.

"Damn!" the young man's eyes widened with indignation, "Our justice, would-"

"The leader of the enemy, my name is Koro, surrender piece by piece!" a man on a tall horse, looking at the battlefield that was gradually becoming one-sided, keenly found the young rebel leader.

"If it weren't for being trapped by traitors and wandering in such a place, how could I, Andra, be defeated by you wicked people!" Andra swung his spear and swept away the legs of a cavalryman's horse with a single blow.

The horses roared and fell to the ground, and the cavalry on them was stabbed in the throat by Andra and killed instantly.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

The cavalry did not expect that among these vulnerable enemies, there was still a person who could resist, and they all let out angry roars in shock.

The cavalry captain said angrily: "Where is the madman, don't do it, give him to me!"

With that, the cavalry captain slapped his horse forward and raised his spear to stab Andra to death under his horse.

Coro: "......"

He is just a follower of the two young masters, and he is only entrusted by the young masters to lead this aristocratic army. His status is far from that of the captain of the army under this great nobleman...... The only soldiers who are completely at their disposal here are the soldiers they brought with them from Forest Town.

"Am I afraid of you!?" Andra was furious and swung her gun straight at her.

Bite!

Whoosh –

The spear and the cavalry were just a moment of confrontation, staggering. The cavalry captain fell to the ground without a clear eyelid, and an extra spear pierced through his abdomen.

Andra, holding a spear soaked in blood, roared passionately, "Who else!?"

The cavalrymen went berserk, left behind the rebel soldiers who were being played, and rushed towards Andra.

"I didn't expect my justice to end here today......" A trace of resentment flashed in Andra's eyes, "Xue Xue, if it weren't for your mistake, we would have killed that princess a long time ago——!"

Facing the charge of the cavalry, Andra raised his spear.

"Killing one is enough, killing two blood earns!"

Ding——

But a crisp sound of ice condensation sounded, and the temperature of the battlefield seemed to drop slightly.

Click-

The unnatural cracking sound of something made everyone's hearts unconsciously slow down by half a beat.

The horse let out a terrible scream before dying, trying to struggle to get back to his feet and leave the bazaar, which would freeze the ground. But their frozen horseshoe no longer allowed them to do so, and their broken horses waved their feet, unable to escape with their gradually frozen bodies no matter what.

The last struggle only caused their corpses, which should have been turned into ice sculptures, to break and tear into a horrible piece of frozen flesh.

And even more miserable than the war horses were the cavalry who were instantly filled with despair...... The heavy armor didn't even have time to give them a chance to break free. The armor that was originally used to protect the body turned into a frozen cage in front of the ice and snow, sealing them all into a hell where the temperature was gradually deprived.

"Who!?" Knocking back, away from the eerie bazaar, Corot looking into the distance.

A group of gray-clad men, led by a woman whose face was disfigured by a scar, silently crushed the corpses of the cavalry and entered the frozen battlefield.

Andra carried the spear, opened her mouth, and finally looked at the woman in silence.

More than half of the cavalry team ushered in the end of freezing to death in the final despair......

"Shirt Snow ......" Andra's face was complicated.

"You, leave, Rayaya, assassination, failure. She glanced at Andra silently.

"Then, you ......" Andra frowned, but looked at his comrades, who were almost all wounded and most of them were dead and wounded, and finally nodded.

"We, after the break. Xue Xue nodded silently.