The two continued to talk in the car, and suddenly Mi'er warned:

"Wait, Asker is coming."

The female driver immediately shut up. Two seconds later, Asker suddenly teleported to Mi'er.

"Mi'er, are you on duty today?" He asked kindly.

"Well, it's me~" Mi'er nodded, showing a pretty smile.

The female driver looked behind the sunglasses, and silently glanced at the two people who were talking and laughing through the rearview mirror.

At this time, Mi'er did not have the bland and quiet temperament she had before, but listened to Aske obediently and meekly, answering or echoing a few words from time to time, like a sweet little girl in love.

Listen to what they are talking about...... The result is all hardcore content related to the battle, what moves, what consciousness, what prediction, so that the female driver can't help but roll her eyes.

Does this man have muscles in his head, and why does Minerva like him? It's simply incomprehensible.

"Anyway, I think you should have done better." "We're going to have another training session tomorrow morning, and then you can try again, as I said." ”

"Mmmm, I'll definitely do it." The half-elf girl clenched her fists and made a cheering gesture, and the female driver in front of her was already about to vomit.

I can't...... She leaned limply at the steering wheel. This guy is actually pretending to be young and cute! Well, although Minerva's actual age is indeed quite young, her small body is not a stupid and sweet character at all!

Hmph, man. As soon as the female driver pushes her sunglasses, a straight man of steel like you will sooner or later be eaten by little Minerva to the point that there are no bones left.

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly heard a loud explosion in front of her.

It was nearly evening, and the convoy was approaching the small town of Rotonda on the border of the Basilicata region, where it stands to reason that the Norman forces had not yet been pushed.

Before the three people in the car could react, they only heard another loud explosion in front of them, and now everyone understood that something must have happened.

"The Northern Trumpet is ahead! It's a Norman surprise force! ”

At the front of the convoy, on the roofs of buildings on both sides of the road, the Norman raiding troops in ambush suddenly appeared, and collectively activated the "Frost" ability to build a huge ice wall blocking the road.

A large number of Papal military vehicles were forced to stop here, and many Templars and mercenaries hurriedly got out of their vehicles and tried to fire above the roof.

However, instead of rushing out of the building to fight them, the Normans calmly threw their weapons down from the rooftops. Many of them had already turned into a state of "rage", their eyes were bloodshot, their muscles were swollen, and they threw battle axes with the strength of a lion-elephant, which could directly shatter the Templars' bodies with a single blow.

The Templars soon habitually retreated to the back of the cart and, using the military vehicle as cover, continued to shoot above the roof.

These vehicles are made of a special alloy that is hard enough to withstand most bullets. Even the axe of a Norman knight in a state of rage could only leave a dent in the body.

After they changed tactics accordingly, most of the Norman knights' attacks were blocked by the body, and the killing efficiency also decreased rapidly.

The cars behind them continued to drive in front of them, and when they noticed the battle ahead, they immediately stopped on the side of the road, and the heavily armed Templars disembarked and joined the battle. Soon, the Norman knights, who had originally dominated the terrain, gradually fell into a numerical disadvantage.

At this time, more than a dozen figures in white robes lined up the military formation of high-ranking Norman knights and came to the edge of the roof.

These law-level Huskar Guards looked down, put their hands on their chests, and used the cold to pull out the shape of a battle axe.

The Law of Frost. Ice Axe.

These battle axes, made purely from the condensation of cold air, were violently thrown downward with the violent shouts of the Huskar Guards.

When they hit military vehicles, roads, and even Templars, they immediately exploded into a thick white gas, covering everything within a few meters of them with a thick layer of hoarfrost.

The Templars in the midst of it collapsed in the snow almost immediately, drained of their heat.

At the rear of the convoy, after understanding the emergency situation ahead, many vehicles have begun to try to detour, detouring from the side to the rear of the battlefield; There were also those who pulled over and let the Templars go down to support the battlefield ahead.

"What should I do?" The female driver asked, banging on the steering wheel.

"If you rush directly, you will rush headlong into the other party's ambush circle." Asker analyzed, looking at Mi'er, "If you try to make a detour......

"They set up ambushes on other roads as well." Mi'er observed the future line and replied, "To break through their defenses...... It's more difficult. ”

"But it's better than running headlong like this, right?" The female driver's white teeth were exposed under her sunglasses, and she smiled, "So, let's try to break through the detour." ”

"Ugh." As soon as Asker nodded, the female driver immediately stepped on the accelerator with a sharp kick.

Damn, is it so fierce?!

Before Asker could speak, the car beneath him suddenly vibrated violently, the tires that had mentioned the top rpm slid violently on the road, and the surrounding scenery had begun to fly backwards at a galloping speed.

"Dejavu." The female driver said leisurely, "It's been a long time since I've driven a fast car...... I'm sorry, let me find the feel. ”

Accompanied by her nonchalant tone, there was a hard blow to the steering wheel, and the whole car drifted in a large curve to the right. Asker hurriedly held on to the inside of the right door, and Mi'er had been thrown into his arms by the acceleration.

The vehicle makes an emergency drift turn and steers steadily into the corner. Mi'er got up from his arms, her eyelashes fluttering, and her little face flushed.

Before the two of them could catch their breath, they only felt a violent push on their backs again. The car began to buzz and accelerate wildly again, and the female driver had already stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, and the pointer on the dashboard turned directly to the right - as if the dashboard was about to be broken.

"The quality of this car is pretty good." The female driver was surprised and said, "It didn't fall apart." ”

"Sister, you can't do it!" Asker was about to vomit blood when he heard this, "This isn't your Akinayama Trail!" ”

"I mean, it's not a modified car, but it feels pretty good to drive." The female driver obviously didn't understand the stalk of Akinayama, and continued to maneuver the vehicle to rush forward at full speed.

At the intersection ahead, a huge wall of ice rose again on the road, and the Norman knights who were blocking the road had already dispersed to both sides, just waiting for the crazy car to crash directly into it, and then the car was destroyed and killed.

However, the female driver just hit the steering wheel sharply, and after drifting around the corner at a large angle, she bypassed the interception of the ice wall and turned to the left lane.

Asker stared out the car window dumbfounded. The mirrors had been scraped off and the doors had been slightly deformed during the sharp turn, and it was clear that the car god's technique was not 100% perfect when he drifted wildly through corners - the car had been rubbed against a roadside building.

"Shirley!" Mi'er screamed as well, and the ice wall in front of her was rapidly growing.

"Peace of mind!" The female driver shook her head down, and her sunglasses slipped halfway off the bridge of her nose, revealing pale amber pupils.

And then the whole car flew up.

Fly past the top of a rapidly rising ice wall.