A heavy gray tide dispersed in front of everyone, and crimson demons appeared in their sight, surrounded by death knights in black armor and black horses. Setanda's face changed suddenly, and she subconsciously wanted to stop in front of Istelle. The grim body that had been skinned left a heavy and oppressive impression on him was as heavy and oppressive as a shadow, and he and Douglas had been entangled by the man on their own, and they were almost buried in the gray tide. They had only fought once, and the bloody and frantic way of fighting each other sent chills down Setanda's spine. Not only did Setanda have to concentrate on his onslaught, but he also had to watch out for the Honorary Guards and Death Knights who were coming up one after another. He thought back to that encounter more than once, and more than once he was glad that Douglass was by his side, otherwise none of them would have been able to make it to Lista's rescue. And the style of the demon is also the style of the gray tide, and under his leadership, every warrior of the Misty Mountains turns into a bloodthirsty mad dog.

However, the demon is now under siege by the Grey Tide, and the Death Knight and the Guardian of Honor are fighting each other around him, they have fought together, advancing and retreating together, and the infantry and cavalry have worked together with sophistication and tacit understanding, forming a very lethal blade. But now they were so focused on embedding their swords into each other's bodies that they didn't even have time to pay attention to the breaking through Livingston army. The demon did not join in the infighting that ensued around him, and he fell half-kneeling in the snow, tearing at his body as he let out an inhuman, gruesome howl. The red and white muscles are exposed to the cold, quickly stiffening and fading. The Death Knight gradually became unable to hold on, and people were constantly dismounted from their horses, and before they could let out a short scream, they were dismembered by random knives. An honorary guard finally arrived before the demon, stabbed him in the chest with a sword, and then a strong man in a white wolf's skin swarmed him and tore him to shreds—but he was already a corpse before he was pierced.

Setanda was stunned, Estelle was the least affected, the remnants of the demon's corpse had almost just fallen to the ground, she had already rushed forward and slashed down one of the Honor Guards with his back to her, and then she struck a barrage, stabbing the men before they could react. But the Honor Guards were tough after all - both physically and mentally, and the fight with the Death Knight had left them bruised and exhausted, but they still howled and launched a counterattack against Istel, but fortunately Bodes and the escort covered Estel in time, and Setanda followed with a spear. It took them a lot of effort to annihilate the Honor Guard.

With the last strong man in the white wolf's skin falling, the army of Misty Mountain has also begun to rout on all fronts. Originally, they had a strict lineup and the bearing of a regular army, and they relied on a fierce fighting style to fill the gap in the quality of soldiers and equipment on both sides, but now they have returned to the original form of a rabble. This made it difficult for Ravenston's soldiers to adapt for a while. It took less than an hour to go from stalemate to complete crushing, and it quickly transitioned to garbage time to clean up the battlefield.

But what is there to clean? The Livingstonians were completely disdainful of the little equipment of the Misty Mountain tribes, and the well-made pagan equipment was reduced to scrap metal in the sudden internal strife. What's more, it was not time to clean up the battlefield, they had only cleared the obstacles on the Vaal Snow Field, and Poimbru was still waiting for rescue under the dark clouds of the Far East. However, after a day and a night of fierce fighting, everyone was exhausted, and it was not realistic to force the march at this time. The question is, how long should I take a break? And will Poynbru's current situation be able to hold out until the arrival of reinforcements in full form? Count Stephen proposed to continue the advance, but the Duke of Aldemar, the lord of Poimbul, insisted that the troops rest first, and the lords were divided into two factions on behalf of the two people. Gregory IV also insisted that the troops continue to advance, but at this time the king's opinion could not be decided, and the lord of Shendefu, Duke Araric, sided with the Duke of Aldemar. Contrary opinions could not be unified, so the quarrel gradually became fierce, the lords had fought on the front line, physically and mentally exhausted, and the fire brought by the killing did not fall because of the lack of physical strength and energy, but gradually increased under the provocation of words, and some people began to unconsciously press their hands on the hilt of the sword. It wasn't until Lista quietly moved a round table among the lords that the tension eased slightly. No one is seated – now is not the time for a round table, and there are no stools at the round table. It was only then that the lords realized that Duke Alexis had been standing by and watching from the sidelines - their most powerful marshal had not joined the dispute, and he happened to be the only Lord of Livingston who had not been on the front line. But no one will criticize this, and under the command of Duke Alexis, the Dragon Knight Legion has quickly and accurately supported every corner of the battlefield. He didn't need to say anything, every hot-blooded lord had already calmed down.

"Units that have rotated five or more times on the front line will stay and recuperate." Duke Alexis said, "If you have less than five times, you will rest after crossing the Vaal Snow Field." ”

"So who's going to lead the team?" Count Otto questioned.

"Me." Duke Alexis said that he gestured, and Yeats led a war horse to his side, and he stepped on horseback, "Send out the raven, inform Clovis of the current state of the battle, and let him be on the lookout for a sneak attack by a small group of marauders." He gave Lista a look, and the dragon knight captain nodded knowingly, and as well as he got on his horse, he went to put the troops in order.

"Frost, can your body withstand it?" Gregory IV reached out and grabbed the reins of Duke Alexis, he knew that Duke Alexis had been commanding all day without sleep, and most of the lords, including himself, had more or less rested in their tents after returning from the front, but Duke Alexis had been giving instructions with high intensity.

"It makes no difference." Duke Alexis pushed Gregory IV's hand away and squeezed the horse's belly, "Guys, I'm waiting for you under the city of Boimbru." ”

He rode away, and Gregory IV looked at his back helplessly, turned his head and asked Yeats: "Yeats, you know Frost's physical condition best, what does he mean when he says that there is no difference?" ”

"Your Majesty," Yeats bowed slightly, "I think the Duke means that whether he can withstand it or not, it makes no difference in his condition. ”

……

Everything was being carried out according to Duke Alexis's orders, except for an unexpected hictuary: Lady Estelle's troops had rotated eight times on the front line and should have rested in place, but in fact she did not return to camp with her own troops at all, and no one knew whether she went to chase down the fleeing Misty Mountain tribe or advanced towards Poimbro first. "Fierce Dog" Setanda is also missing, and there is a high probability that he was abducted.

On the other side, deep in the Vaal Snow Field.

"Estelle, would you like to take a break?" Setanda asked with concern, the Guards had lost a few people after the battle with the Honor Guard, but he still couldn't stand next to Istelle.

"No, you don't!" The eyes of the female knight sparkled with excitement, and there was not the slightest tiredness on her delicate face, only pure longing for another battle, "The sooner you get to Poimbru, the better!" ”