Covered in snow, Kazarin resembles a frost forest in the endless snowfield, where the ice monsters are like fish in water, almost all of them have the same white fur, and can perfectly blend in with the surrounding environment, making them the best hunters in the snowy mountains.

The blizzard has been raining continuously for more than forty days and nights, and the Red Dragon Legion has retreated again and again, and the army of the Frost Giants is pressing forward step by step.

From the foot of the Winter Mountain Range to the camp of the Dragon Temple, the figure of the group of snow monsters can already be seen, and in this case, Rao is the Red Dragon Legion blindly avoiding the battle, and it is inevitable that there will be conflicts.

Just ten kilometers from the Red Dragon camp, a patrolling group of gnolls scouts was surrounded by a pack of winter wolves with a keen sense of smell.

These giant wolves, which are about three meters long, can be said to be the most dangerous members of the entire wolf clan. In addition to the most basic bites and claws, they emit a powerful, frozen breath from their lungs every few minutes, covering a few meters in front of a cone-shaped footprint.

The Eastern Wolf has a higher level of intelligence, and can even speak the language of giants and lingua franca, which is why it is regarded by the Frost Giant as the best domestic dog.

With the roar of the winter wolf, two powerful ice monsters, the snowman and the frost troll, quietly appeared in the snow.

There was little suspense in this battle, the Gnolls were less than half of their previous combat strength in the harsh climate, and the battle ended in a few minutes after the battle began in the face of a group of hunters living in the snow.

The screams of the gnolls were drowned out by the howling snow, and the splattered blood also stained the snow with a layer of scarlet, and it was estimated that it would not be long before it was covered in new wind and snow, and no one would know that there had been several murders here.

The monsters didn't kill all the scouts, but they left behind a slightly quickwitting living mouth to bring it back to the Frost Giants' temporary horde.

"I ask you, your master, where is that red reptile?"

The leader of the frost giants sat on the body of an adult white dragon, and there was a bunch of "twist flowers" at his feet.

He lowered his head close to the jackal's head, his pupils widened as if he wanted to squeeze his eyes out of the large face of the millstone, and his voice was fierce and murderous.

The 60 days and nights are less than half a month away, and if the sacrifice mission is not completed within the promised date, not only will the divine power given to him be withdrawn, but he will also suffer punishment from the main god of the frost giant!

The Gnoll Scout smiled coldly, he still remembered the classic quote of the Wolf Fang Leader: If you follow someone else's question, you will look stupid.

Of course, he didn't want to be a fool, so the gnoll scolded in a tone of extreme contempt: "The leader is right, if it weren't for this heavy snowfall, you ice cubs would be just a bunch of cowards with no eggs!" ”

The leader of the giants rose to his feet, his face full of rage, and his huge palms pinched the gnoll's head, lifting him up as if he were holding fruit. The gnoll man desperately broke the five fingers of the winter, but the leader of the frost giant was twelve meters tall, and he could pinch the gnoll's body with just the palm of his hand, and the difference in strength between the two was not the same level at all.

His eyes were fixed on the gnolls, and a savage roar almost came out of his throat, like the sound of carving ice rocks.

"None of the so-called Red Dragon Legions can fight, in fact, even if you don't say it, I can roughly guess that the reptile must be afraid of the power of the frost giants, and is now hiding in its lair and shivering. But it doesn't matter, when my clan breaks through your camp, you can drag that red dragon out and beat him up, and he will be the best sacrifice to the god of frost giants. ”

The gnoll man took a sip: "Still sacrificed? I think you're thinking about fart? His Majesty is the king of southern Xinjiang, and when the invincible Red Dragon Legion comes out, your army will only be a chicken, a tile, and a dog......"

Before he finished speaking, Rindong's expression began to become hideous, and his mentality was a little explosive by these guys, and with a grip of his five fingers, the jackal's head exploded in his hand, and red blood and white brains slowly flowed out from between his fingers.

After doing all this, Rin Dong didn't seem to be satisfied, he grabbed the gnoll's corpse with both hands, and with a pinch of his hands, as if he was twisting clothes, the gnoll's body was forcibly twisted into a twisted shape, and blood and yellow stubble flowed all over the ground.

He casually threw away the corpse of the jackal, and immediately a winter wolf or a hundred-legged demonic beast sneaked over and took the corpse away.

"This is less than ten kilometers from the camp of the Red Reptiles, victory is at hand, the Lord God of the Frost Giants has given us strength, and this snow is the most passionate clarion call of war, those weak creatures who can only hide in Tibet are not our opponents, with the belief of victory, like the enemy to charge! Crush the Red Dragon's camp clean! ”

The declaration of the Giant Leader sparked a bloody frenzy within the Frost Giants.

The corral was opened, and their already huge bodies rode even larger mastodon giants and frost lizards, and the hundred-legged monsters and white dragons accompanied them, the frost trolls and snowmen were the strongest warriors, and the winter wolves acted as obedient pets.

The Ice Monster Legion is marching towards the Red Dragon Camp, the appointed time is almost up, and he can't wait any longer, so he plans to split the victory with the Red Dragon Legion today, and cut off the Red Dragon's head with a double-edged battle axe!

……

On the outskirts of the Red Dragon camp, the blizzard was howling as always.

Faced with the pressure of the army of ice monsters driven by the frost giants, the Red Dragon Clan had to come out of the dungeon to meet the impending war.

In the cold climate of dozens of degrees below zero, even if every Red Dragon Clan is dressed in a beast skin coat, it is difficult to resist this heart-wrenching cold.

In order to prevent the camp from being breached by the ice monsters in one go, the Minotaur clan was at the forefront.

Most supportively, the Goblin Factory's upgraded battering crossbow swung around the Dragon Temple for almost a week.

Compared to the attacking Snow Monsters and Frost Giants, the Red Dragon Clan's greatest advantage may be as a defender and an absolute crushing in numbers.

But judging from the momentum, the army of the frost giants is menacing, and the Red Dragon Legion, on the other hand, shows less than half of the combat effectiveness of the previous one.

Wyverns and Chimeras stood above the camp in a blizzard, a climate that prevented even griffons from taking to the skies.

The horn of the Frost Giant's attack suddenly sounded in the forest, and the Frost Giant, riding on a huge mastodon giant elephant and frost lizard, enveloped countless ice creatures, and launched an attack on the Red Dragon camp.

The big war is about to break out.

……

ps: The fourth shift, almost died suddenly, and kept dozing off.

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