The scorching battle situation in the northern provinces of the Lowe Kingdom is still continuing, and the hurried horses' hooves are sounding on the trade roads, forest paths, and wilderness, there are barbarians and those on the side of the Lowe Kingdom, the barbarians raid the villages and towns, kill people and set fires, and the army of the Lowe Kingdom ambushes the barbarians with the villages and towns as bait.

The forests, the riversides, and even the farmland became battlegrounds for both sides, each with its own victories and defeats, and sometimes the victors had to retreat in a hurry before they even had time to dispose of the corpses of their comrades.

The corpses of the Zombie Wilderness are everywhere, and the beasts of the Northland jungle are in revelry.

Whew!

The howl of wolves echoed through the mountains and forests, and the barbarians such as Perma Khan and the old wizard sat by the fire in the forest, eating the plundered pork chops, their mouths shining in the light of the beating flames.

Hearing the wolf's howl, the old wizard couldn't help but shudder, for some reason, he felt a chill in his heart, and felt extremely uneasy, this wolf howl seemed to be a little different from the mountain wolves in the Northland.

It's like a gnoll!

The old wizard was a little puzzled, he didn't understand where the uneasiness in his heart came from, the wild monsters like the gnolls were everywhere on the continent of Nordhill, but they didn't dare to attack the hard scum of the barbarian army, the weak villagers and the corpses on the wasteland were their targets.

The uneasiness in his heart made the old wizard lose the desire to continue eating, and he stood up and walked towards the goshawk who was tearing at the red flesh attached to the beast-shaped skeleton.

Wooer.

The goshawk turned its head in confusion and swallowed the shredded meat in its mouth, it did not understand why its master whistled when it was eating, but the long training had allowed it to respond to the old wizard's call, and the goshawk fluttered its wings and landed on the old wizard's raised arm.

The old wizard put his mouth to the goshawk's head and whispered, the power of magic connecting the two visions.

"Fly high. ”

The old wizard raised his arm, and the goshawk flapped its wings, breaking through the gaps between the branches and rushing towards the sky.

The uneasiness in his heart subsided, and the old wizard was sure that he was right.

Due to the unique cultural heritage of the barbarians, the barbarian shaman is a special kind of spellcaster, they seek knowledge like a mage, and have the special ability of some shamans, shamans and the existence of the underworld are more or less connected, and the old wizard is the best in this regard.

"Don't eat it! we're probably in big trouble!"

When the barbarians heard this, they stood up in disbelief.

In the sky, the goshawk streaked over the trees, searching for suspicious targets, under the control of the old wizard, the goshawk flew at a very particular height, just a hundred yards away from the range of the military bow of the Kingdom of Lowe, which could not only ensure safety, but also have a good view to the maximum.

However, the old wizard made a big mistake to speculate on Yafi Aiwei's military equipment according to the standards of the Luowei Kingdom, you must know that the casting technology of Yafi Aiwei's military equipment is all from the hands of dwarves.

The nocturnal goshawk in the sky had already been spotted by the gnoll mystic, and a gnolll hunter climbed up to the treetops, and under the cover of the leaves, drew his arrow and drew his bow.

The last thing the old wizard saw was an arrow shot at Hawkeye.

In the jungle, the old wizard exclaimed, and hurriedly covered his eyes with one hand, although the arrow did not hurt the old wizard's body, but in the case of sharing vision, the goshawk's experience The old wizard felt the same way.

The old wizard covered his eyes, and the other eye that was exposed was suspicious, he couldn't see what the enemy was, but at a glance, he saw the cold light of the fast-moving weapon through the gap in the trees.

"There is an enemy, less than two kilometers from us. ”

"How many?"

"I don't know, but not too little, and they were fast, the bow and arrow had a long range, and my eagle was killed. ”

A large number of enemies, fast speed, and sophisticated weapons, could it be the hidden royal army of the Kingdom of Lowe?!

The thought crossed his mind, and Perma Khan lay on the ground, his ears pressed to the ground, but he could not get any useful information from the ground.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the barbarian chieftain's forehead, and normally horses make noises when they run, but he didn't hear any movement, even if magic blocked out the sound, then he should feel the ground tremble slightly.

However, none of this is true, which means that the enemy's mount is not a horse.

On the Nordhill continent, the mainstream mounts have always been horses, because horses are cheap to raise, can live by grazing, and have good stamina, but it is not that horses are the best mounts, there are some other non-mainstream mounts.

The people who ride these non-mainstream mounts are either pretending to be forced, such as the noble young master of Sao Bao, or they are stupid, such as adventurers who are fledgling and have some background or strength, or this kind of mount is better than horses.

Obviously, a horde of enemies cannot be pretending, and a well-equipped army cannot be stupid, so only the last one is possible, and none of such an army is easy to mess with.

"Retreat in the direction of the Wormwood Plain!"

The enemy took the initiative to attack, and he must have come prepared, and the barbarians were not good at night fights like humans, so Perma Khan chose to avoid the edge for the time being.

The barbarians mounted their mounts and drove their horses in the direction of the Wormwood Plain, which was only three kilometers away from the barbarians' hidden forest, and the wooded forest was not suitable for horses.

In the distance, the commander of the gnoll team on a decapitation mission, Mark Cangxin, shook his pointed wolf ears, and it heard the chaotic sound of horses' hooves, and the enemy was fleeing.

"Warriors of Yafi Ivey!

The gnoll no longer conceals his whereabouts and sounds, the wolf howls one after another, and the hyenas under the gnoll's crotch also howl excitedly, and the wolf howls echo in the forest at night.

Hearing the howl of wolves behind him, the barbarian knew the enemy he was facing.

Gnolls?!

On the horses running next to each other, Perma Khan and the old wizard glanced at each other, seeing the horror and disbelief in each other's eyes.

After determining that the enemy was a gnoll, the two barbarian high-ranking people immediately thought about the origin of the gnolls, and the well-equipped and formed army of gnolls had no semicolon except for the Yafi Ivy Kingdom in the overseas archipelago.

Yafi Ivey's founding ceremony invited all the forces on the continent, and the barbarians were also invited, and given that the two sides had little communication, the barbarian patriarch - Severi sent a master-level powerhouse to do things perfunctorily.

But the returning master-level powerhouse brought back news that was unbelievable to the barbarians, and the entire barbarian clan was shocked, and the barbarians understood that there was one more force they could not provoke.

Perma Khan was furious in his heart, and understood why the Kingdom of Lowe took the initiative to provoke the barbarians, and it turned out that he had reached an agreement with the Kingdom of Yafi Aiwei and invited reinforcements.

"Quick!

Poma Khan raised his whip and slammed it on his mount's buttocks, and the horse was spurred on to run faster.

Hearing the chieftain's urging, the barbarians sped up, but in the taiga forest, they had to avoid the trees from time to time, and the speed of the horses was limited.

Hyenas under the crotch of the jackal have no such restrictions, and due to their different physiology, their limbs are more flexible, and they can flexibly change directions even when running in the forest.

The wolf howl was getting closer and closer, and the barbarian who was running at the end looked back to see the forest behind him, densely covered with dark green eyes.

The howl of the wolf was so distracted that it caused the horses to panic, and the horses quickened in panic, but it was not easy to run with all their might in the forest, and every now and then a horse crashed into the trunk of a tree, causing confusion, and the rest of the horses became even more panicked.

Finally, the gnolls are near.

The broadsword in the hand of the jackal who was chasing at the front could already touch the horsehair flying in the air.

The gnoll soldier excitedly patted the hyena's buttocks, and after receiving the master's instructions, the hyena jumped up and instantly crossed a distance of several meters.

In mid-air, the jackal swung the big knife in his hand, a cold light flashed, the head of the barbarian on the horse fell, and the headless corpse spurted out a stream of blood, and fell weakly from the horse to the ground.

With the first, there is immediately a second.

A gnoll crouched on the hyena's body, and the hyena accelerated its charge, and the gnoll's broadsword slashed at the slender horse's leg, slashing it in two.

The horse let out a scream and fell to the ground without balance, and the brute on horseback rolled on the ground a few times, and when he drew his blade, he was bitten on the arm by the fierce hyena that rushed up, and then hacked to death by the hyena's owner.

The successive deaths of their companions sparked the hearts of the barbarians, and the fierce barbarians who survived in the most severe regions of the Northland showed their due ferocity, and the barbarians at the end turned their horses' heads and fought back.

However, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

The ones that fall behind are basically the weakest of the barbarians, but the gnolls all have the strength comparable to the middle-level professionals, and the gnolls with night vision ability fight in the forest at night, occupying a huge natural advantage, almost as soon as they see each other, the barbarians are cut down.

There was no hope of escaping, and more and more barbarians were stimulated to the beastly nature in their hearts, and they fought back, and the old wizard who ran at the forefront finally saw the end of the forest and rode his horse wildly.

The gnolls fought their way out of the forest, and after being stopped by the barbarians at the end, almost half of the barbarians ran up the flat wormwood field.

The decapitation operation failed!

The commander, Mark Cangxin, looked indifferently at the departing barbarians and stopped the gnolls who were about to pursue.

"They can't escape. ”

The encounter of the barbarians here is only a microcosm of infiltrating the northern provinces of the Kingdom of Lowe, and Hogg, who has just arrived at his destination, immediately got in touch with his local allies, obtained information, and formulated a plan for decapitation at night.

With or without intention, the barbarians who infiltrated the interior of the Luowei Kingdom suffered heavy losses and lost the capital to continue fighting in the northern provinces, after all, not every barbarian team has a vigilant old wizard.

Night.

A goshawk soars above the clouds, leaps over forests and mountains, and falls into the barbarian base camp of the savannah.

Soon, the barbarian chieftain Severé received the message, and his face changed dramatically.

Severet clutched the letter in his hand, his nails scratching the letter and digging deep into the flesh.

"Gnoll?!"

"Yafi Ivey ??!!"

Severic finally learns where the legendary priest Homland is talking about the source of the extermination.

Not long after, another goshawk fell into the barbarian tent.

Severic unfolded the wrapped paper in his hand: Archbishop Homland had been attacked and killed, and the killer was unknown.

"Ah!!h

Severic burst into emotion, kicked the table in front of him, the table tore the tent cloth, fell on the open space outside, scattered into logs, the guards guarding the door were shocked, and hurriedly rushed into the tent.

"Patriarch, you ...... What's wrong?!"

Looking at the guard's concerned and suspicious eyes, the red-eyed Severi suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Nothing! Get out!"

"Yes!"

The tone of the patriarch's order made the guards dare not say much, and hurriedly walked out and asked someone to repair the damaged tent.

After the guards left, Severi slumped weakly in his chair, and the strength of Yafi Ivey made him feel hopeless, since they could kill Homland silently, they could also kill themselves silently.

If there is not a single legend, Sandonar will be immediately erased from the map of Nordhill by the Kingdom of Lowe.

Severy's eyes sparkled, wondering if there was a glimmer of life.

But he found that unless he surrendered and begged for mercy from the enemy, the barbarians had no chance, and if surrender could fight for the right to survive for the barbarians, Severic would not mind surrendering, but the problem was that the Kingdom of Lowe would forgive the barbarians?!

The barbarians have been invading for thousands of years, so that the Luowei people hate the barbarians to the bone, and they are eager to chew their bones and drink their blood.

Empathy, Severi did not think that the Lowe would spare the barbarians, and the best result of surrender was to become slaves, to be severely oppressed and abused by the Lowes, and that men would be reduced to miners and gladiators, and women would ...... In this case, it is better to die.

Suddenly, he remembered a secret story recorded in Sandonal's history, and the last glimmer of hope burned in his heart.

"Khormur!"

The captain of the guard hurriedly walked into the tent.

"What does the patriarch command?"

"I'm going to go out if I don't come back tomorrow. ”

After a pause, Severet sighed.

"Then the barbarian clan is finished, let the tribes disperse, run for your life. ”

Without waiting for the captain of the guard to react, Severic hurriedly rushed out of the tent and ran towards the kingdom of Elans.

The witch leading the way carried a worn-out oil lamp in her hand, the light of which dispelled the fog in the air, and Severic followed behind the silent witch.

Beyond the range of the oil lamp was white, and a preoccupied Severant did not know where he was.

Finally, the witch stopped, stood by a door covered in ice-blue patterns, and made a gesture of please.

Severic took a deep breath and pushed open the ice-cold door of the eternal ice.

Inside the gate is a beautiful rotunda, precious sapphires, but here they are only paved materials, and the surrounding walls are also inlaid with colorful magical gems.

Most exaggeratedly, the center of the hall floor is inlaid with a huge snowflake pattern, which is composed of precious and legendary snow demon cores.

Severic was not in the mood to appreciate the luxury of the hall at this time, and in the six corners of the snowflake pattern, there was a high and different throne.

He walked to the center of the snowflake pattern and bowed to the unrecognizable figure on the throne facing the gate.

"The barbarians pray for your protection! Lord Lilith!"

Arctic Witch - Lilith!

At the helm of the Northland Witches Council!

This woman who has coerced the Nordhill Northland for thousands of years!

If it weren't for the ancient records, how could Severet have thought that he was actually a barbarian.

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Chapter 287: Extreme Cold Witch - Lilith