"Shield Wall ——!"

The sound of stamping could not hide the angry shouts of the captain of the guard, Rulin's halberd was erected with the heavy sword he swung, and the cold black halberd blade stretched out from between the gaps in the shield.

"Ready to take on ——!"

The moment the Captain's shout sounded, it was like a raging storm, and hundreds of werewolves had already charged towards the camp on the gentle slope from all directions.

The fence of the camp, the icy halberd, the impregnable shield wall...... It was impossible to stop the pace of their attacks, and their speed was comparable to that of a charging hoplite, except that instead of spears and swords, their weapons were cold fangs and claws!

The guards clenched their halberds tightly in their hands, leaned against their shields, and stuck the bottom in the snow and dirt beneath their feet, and the bloody roars and roars grew closer and closer, even echoing in their ears.

It's coming, it's coming......

The low-roaring werewolves had already leapt over the gentle slope, and the monsters that rushed to the front even used their strong and powerful backwards to stand upright and raise their front paws!

The black-haired wizard standing behind the shield wall was engrossed, his right arm behind his back kept his waist straight, and bright red runes floated in the center of his left palm.

Wait a minute... Wait a minute... It's not the best time yet, it's going to be a little longer, a little longer......

In front of the gentle slope approaching the camp, it was like a storm, and countless snowflakes were flying, and they rushed towards the waiting line. Loren, who was holding his breath, was even trembling slightly with his right hand behind him, waiting for the moment to come.

"Long live the Empire————!!!!"

The neat shouts of war drums resounded in the sky, and in an instant, Loren's left hand "burned", jumped into the carriage and threw it straight ahead!

"Turin Fire!"

"Boom ——!!!!"

The roar of the cracks became the signal for war. Beneath the snow-filled "black shield wall" are the echoes of swords, halberds, roars and roars.

It was gushing blood, heart-rending screams, shattered shields, broken halberds, mutilated bodies...... Wailing, fallen legionnaires!

The exploding "Turin Fire" could only temporarily hinder the monster's charge, and the flat halberd tore apart the ice werewolf that collided with it like a piece of flesh, but it also almost knocked the first row of legionary infantry away under the forward charge.

But the monsters didn't stop yet, and the black shield wall stood still.

It was only at this moment that Loren finally understood why the legion had to be equipped with halberds and a one-man tall zither-shaped shield, plus the heaviest infantry armor in the entire empire.

Only a halberd as cold as a half-moon scythe can tear through the fur of these monsters, and only a kite-shaped shield that can protect the whole body can form an impregnable shield wall.

At last...... Only the thick and heavy armor can prevent the soldiers from being torn to pieces by the monsters' claws and flying out with a blur of flesh and blood!

In front of these monsters, who stood two meters away, the humans ...... It's just too weak.

"Hold the line, hold the line——!" The captain of the guard shouted hoarsely, and a legionnaire was forced to remove his shield by the werewolf in front of him, and with one paw lifted the heavenly spirit cover, leaving only half of the head of the corpse to fall straight to the ground.

The captain of the guard, who didn't want to think about it, snatched the halberd of the soldier behind him, and swung it down with a roar, and the black halberd blade smashed directly through the werewolf's head!

"Fill the gap!" push these brutes back, push ......"

At this moment, the sudden black shadow made the captain of the guard raise his head suddenly, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Boom ——!"

More than a dozen werewolves took advantage of the gap in the front line and jumped up directly to break through the shield wall. The roaring monster opened its fanged mouth and pulled the head of the captain of the guard out of his body!

In the next second, the headless "Captain of the Guard" was thrown directly into the air, smashing over several legionnaires who were surrounding him, and the inertia combined with that terrifying force directly smashed the shield!

In just an instant, the originally impregnable "Black Shield Wall" was forced to open a gap under the surprise attack and numerical superiority of the Icefield Werewolves!

The shield wall was torn apart, and the entangled guards had no time to stop the breakthrough monsters, and the legionnaires who desperately rushed up to surround them fell one by one in front of the werewolves who rushed up to launch a surprise attack.

Without formation and coordination, in a one-on-one situation, ordinary soldiers have no chance of winning at all!

With a long roar, the monster that broke through the line launched a surprise attack towards the center of the camp.

Then, there was an extra figure in the cold beast eyes, waving gray-blue light in his hands.

"May the void be with you!"

"Poof——!

From the top of the head to the crotch, the gushing blood plasma combined with inertia turned the rampaging ice werewolf into a "two-petal". The black-haired wizard, who was splattered with blood, didn't care, but stared at the gray-blue "long sword" in his hand in amazement.

If it was the previous Bright Silver, the moment the monster touched it just now, it should have been blown into minced meat, and it would never have been "cut" in this situation.

I see, in addition to continuity, also strengthens stability?

In the next second, Loren, whose mouth was slightly upturned, waved the bright silver and pounced on the gap that was torn open by the ice werewolf!

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"The Iron Crown held up by the three-headed dragon, the coat of arms of the House de Salion. That's right, it's His Highness Brandon's convoy. ”

Not far from the camp, a knight heavily armed on a warhorse squinted his eyes and whispered to himself.

Hundreds of hoplites crowded behind him, motionless like sculptures, and could only hear the swallowtail flags of their spears in their hands, hunting in the cold wind.

"The cavalry is ready to go. The adjutant behind him lowered his head and asked, "If you agree, please allow your subordinates to go to the rescue!"

"Nope. ”

With a single word, the adjutant suddenly looked up in surprise, staring at him in confusion and some shock.

"Wait a little longer, don't rush. The leisurely knight stared coldly at the camp that had begun to shake under the siege of the werewolves of the Iceplane:

"We've been chasing these brutes for four days since we set out. Along the way, they have no time to rest, no time to hunt, no time to eat, and they are running away all the time. ”

"The current group of ice werewolves is not a monster, but a group of embarrassed, hungry and depressed hyenas, there is no threat at all, even if they are inferior in numbers, the guards around His Highness are at least evenly matched. ”

"But......" Seeing the knight's unhappy gaze, the adjutant still stubbornly spoke: "My subordinates heard that the more hungry and thirsty the monster like a werewolf, the more fierce it is!"

"Oh, isn't that just right?"

"Exactly?!"

"Just let these bereaved dogs exert a little bit of residual heat, and teach our disobedient little highness a little lesson, so that he will not be as rampant as he was when he came to Broken Boundary Mountain last time!" A sneer slipped through the corner of the knight's mouth:

"Wouldn't it be better to wait until the guards around him are almost dead, and it is estimated that those werewolves should also have no strength to escape, and they will just be wiped out by us, and by the way, wouldn't it be better to let His Highness Brandon personally review the cavalry charge of the cavalry of Broken Boundary Mountain?"

"With all due respect, you are simply gambling with Your Highness's life by doing this!" the adjutant frowned, and his palms holding the reins began to sweat:

"In case His Highness Brandon accidentally dies there, how can we explain it?!"

"This is already the range of the Broken Boundary Mountain, the monster invasion is imminent and the monsters are rampant, anything can happen. The knight replied indifferently:

"What's more, we are right next to us, and there is no chance of an accident at all - at most, at most, it is just a lack of rescue. It's not us who started it, could it be that this can be regarded as an attempt to assassinate the royal family?"

"But ......"

"It's nothing, this is the temple... My decision!" The knight chief who interrupted the lieutenant took a breath and stared at the battlefield: "His Royal Highness Brandon must understand that we need him and not his rampant ......"

The suddenly stunned knight made the adjutant slightly stunned, and looked at him in confusion: "My lord, what's wrong?"

"No, where is Mirasis?" the knight's eyes widened suddenly:

"Why isn't the dragon in His Highness Brandon's ranks?!"

The next moment, a sudden thunderclap told him the answer.

The shocked two looked up at the same time

It was a ...... soaring under the dome Huge figure!