A few days have passed.

Zheng Ming said goodbye to Arthur and waited for the arrival of the Dragon and Lion Legion. At the same time, there was news that reinforcements were coming from all over the country and that Lancelot was coming.

So Zheng Ming, who could only stick to the city during this time, finally waited for the counterattack troops.

He stood on the top of the castle, looking at the well-groomed and radiant army scattered outside the city, and began to mobilize before the war.

"I've been in a coma for three years, and I've failed you for three years. For three years, some of you lost your military status, and some of you were repressed in the military. I will not ask you to forgive me. Because you have every reason to resent me. Now the wealth that compensates you has been distributed to you, and the families of the dead have received their due. The weeds and dust on the Guards Stele outside the royal city have also been washed away and changed to the Dragon and Lion Stele.

All I have to do is to lead you to victory and restore our former glory. Although the name of the legion has changed, our people are still there, and the spirit is still there. We have to prove ourselves and get back what we deserve.

Let's go! Enter! ”

Amid the high trumpets and deafening drums of war, the Dragon and Lion Legion swooped down in the direction where the Frost Lan Legion was.

……

Under the player's various means, Zheng Ming, who has convenient communication, meticulous monitoring, and information advantage, quickly defeated the frost Lan army that invaded the territory one by one.

Although the number of people occupies an absolute advantage, the leader is seriously injured and lacks a unified command and dispatch, coupled with the absolute disadvantage of requesting a report. In the face of the elusive attack of the Dragon and Lion Legion, the Frost Lan Army was exhausted, and finally they were defeated and fled back to their territory.

After a month of fighting and temptation, Zheng Ming found a problem. Although the military strength of the Frost Lan Kingdom is far larger than that of himself and others, there is no sign of the player's activity.

This is one of the reasons why they collapsed so quickly. The various magical methods that players have, although some of them do not increase combat power, have miraculous effects in war. For example, video recording, terrain detection, intelligence transmission, and space equipment to help logistics are all very useful means in the battlefield.

Zheng Ming led the reinforcements from all over the country who joined the team, and after chasing them to the border of the kingdom, there was a heated discussion on whether to continue the pursuit.

In the tent.

"Our aim is to repel them. Now that it's done, why keep pursuing? ”

It was Scott of the White Crane family who spoke. Over the years, he has been highly regarded by the king and has become an important knight, and no one dares to question his right to speak because of the background of the other party's small family.

"Don't you understand? It won't be long before they recuperate, and they will invade again. We can only find peace if we blow them hard when they are at their weakest. ”

As a family that sits in the northern realm of the kingdom; Kai of the Northern Plains Wolf family excitedly persuaded everyone to continue the attack. He had had enough of the constant harassment of the Frostland Kingdom and the massive invasions every once in a while.

Seph: "However, the Frostland Kingdom is located in the northernmost part of the continent. It's freezing and snowy for half of the year. I'm afraid our soldiers won't be able to adapt to the weather there. If we attack rashly, we will suffer heavy losses. The kingdom will be rejuvenated for a long time. ”

Zheng Ming looked at the fat middle-aged man of the tulip family in surprise. He always thought that Garrell had followed a mediocre master who only knew pleasure, but he didn't expect that the other party would be able to clearly explain the pros and cons. It was only then that he put away his contempt for the commander of the tulip reinforcements.

"Uncle Cerf, you can't say that. We always have to defeat the neighboring countries. We cannot stay at our borders forever and allow our neighboring countries to invade without retaliating. And there's never been a better time to do it. Their kings have not recovered from their wounds, their armies have been slain to the point of losing their courage, and now is the warmest time for us in their lands. At this time, if we don't take the opportunity to attack, then when will we attack? When they regain their confidence and invade again? ”

Jayland unceremoniously refuted Cerf's cousin and clearly stood in the ranks of the main battle faction. As one of the most capable generals, his words themselves are extremely powerful, and I don't know what tricks this kid has used recently, and he has fascinated the Lord of the Red Dragon, Einzfil. This made his status and voice even higher.

Sure enough, seeing that Jayland said that he wanted to continue the march, Ainzfil clearly stood on the side of the main battle faction.

The two sides of the main battle and the main peace quarreled, and in the end they couldn't convince each other, so they had to turn their eyes to Zheng Ming and Lancelot, who were speechless.

Lancelot: "Zheng Ming, what do you mean?" ”

"I'm inclined to keep marching. The morale of the fighters is now high, and it has not yet reached the level of exhaustion. And this is indeed a good opportunity to wreak havoc on the Frost Lan Kingdom. It is believed that Enolan was injured at that time, and it will take at least some time to recover completely. ”

Seeing that Lancelot bowed his head and was silent, Zheng Ming unceremoniously clapped his decision.

"That's it. But your worries are well understood. Ask the quartermaster to count the number of hides, as well as the skins in the hands of nearby families. I believe it should be almost enough. Lancelot, with some of your men, stay on the border, and come to our aid if the battle is not good. All right. Meeting. ”

After the decision was made, the people in the military tent left one after another to prepare for the war.

……

Next, Zheng Ming, who was well prepared, led the army to counterattack into the territory of the Frost Lan Kingdom. After breaking through the layers of resistance of the other party, he finally killed under Winterfell, where Nolan was located. By this time, months had passed.

It is a country where nearly a third of the year is spent in winter. This is especially true of Winterfell. This majestic city, carved like a block of ice, stands in the middle of a vast white snowfield.

The perennial cold wind, frost and snow have not knocked down this majestic city, but have made it stronger and stronger.

Perhaps it is the harsh environment that has nurtured the tenacity of the people here. The counteroffensive, which had been quite smooth along the way, was finally thwarted. Zheng Ming was trapped outside the city by the stubbornly resisting enemy army, and it was difficult to advance an inch. In this way, the war lasted for more than a month in the offensive preparations of both sides.

The weather gets worse as the winter deepens, and the cold wind blows like a knife on the body. The role of animal fur clothing in such low temperatures has also become lackluster. A chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow invaded every soldier.

Zheng Ming inspected the barracks as usual, observing the situation of the soldiers. Those soldiers who were either physically strong or from the north themselves were better, and the soldiers who were originally born in warm regions and were not physically strong had cold sores and frostbite in this harsh environment.

Disease spreads.

The number of daily exercises decreases until they disappear. The soldiers were nestled in their tents, clinging to the campfire. The reports of this period of time kept coming to Zheng Ming's mind. The number of soldiers dying of disease, freezing and smoke is increasing day by day.

The effects of low temperatures on everything are equal. It leads to a loss of vitality and eventually lifelessness.

After inspecting the situation in the barracks again, Zheng Ming frowned. He knew he couldn't go on like this. But he was unwilling.

Just a little bit! The situation of the enemy is not much better. In such a cold environment, their own food reserves cannot be sufficient. After so many days of confrontation, they should have run out of food.

In this competition to see who can't hold on first, it is obvious that Zheng Ming and others are going to lose. If they hold on, it is a question of whether the soldiers can maintain their combat effectiveness.

He can tolerate soldiers fighting and dying on the battlefield, but he can't tolerate their aggrieved freezing to death.

"Alas~~~ It seems that the army can only be withdrawn. The next attack will be early. ”

Originally, they were counterattacking in the middle of summer, when it was the warmest time in the territory of Frostland, and this decision was not wrong. But to his surprise, Winterfell was so strong, and the people here were so resilient and brave that they would not compromise even if they shed their blood.

Just as he was about to hold a meeting of military tents and announce the decision to withdraw troops, the representative suddenly noticed that the horn of the enemy army sounded.

The lifeless military tent seemed to come to life in an instant. All the soldiers who could still fight came out in a disciplined line, silently preparing to meet the enemy.

At the same time, Zheng Ming also hurriedly rushed towards the military tent. There were already a lot of generals gathered there, and when Zheng Ming entered the door, what he saw was no longer a sad face all day long, but a long-lost joy.

"My lord, the scouts ahead have spotted two thousand-strong Frost Lan forces approaching, and at the same time, the enemy forces in Winterfell have poured out. It seems like we're going to have a final showdown. ”

"Good! Good! It's finally here. All of them went back and led their troops into formation. It's up to you to win or lose. Get ready for battle. ”

In this way, with their faces full of joy and excitement, the generals led their subordinates to spread out on the plain, forming a huge formation.

At the same time, the three Frost Lan armies also gathered together and rushed over from the other side of the plain.

On the snow-white plain, a rectangular and irregular oblate mass composed of countless black dots suddenly appeared, looking at each other from a distance.

……

Before the phalanx that unfolded the formation, Zheng Ming crossed the crowd and walked towards the two armies facing each other in the distance. On the other side, Nuo Lan, who was riding the white dragon, also came out of the crowd.

"Looks like you're all healed?"

"Thanks to the courage of the people to resist the enemy. I seem to understand what Arthur means. All my people are soldiers who fight for me, and I deserve to treat them equally. ”

Although Zheng Ming didn't know exactly what Nuo Lan was referring to, he couldn't help but smile when he heard Arthur's name.

"Another nerd infected by Arthur's idea of chivalry? But it's good to have an understanding before you die. ”

"It's not certain who lives and who dies. I won't be easily attacked by you this time. ”

"Oh? Duel or melee? You pick one. ”

Seeing Zheng Ming casually throwing out two choices, Nuo Lan looked at the two armies with a huge gap in military strength, and said without hesitation: "I, the Frost Lan Kingdom, this Ren Lan, the Lord of the Ice Dragon, and Nuo Lan." I am here to send you a battle of life and death. Win the living, and the loser dies. Regardless of victory or defeat, this is the end, and Mingjin withdraws. How is it? ”

Seeing that Nuo Lan's solemn voice spread throughout the plain, surrounding for a long time, Zheng Ming laughed wildly and shouted in a voice that spread all over the snow field.

"Good. The winner lives, and the loser dies. I, Zheng Ming, accept your challenge. ”

Immediately, the two rushed forward almost at the same time, and collided hard in the middle of the process. The wild laughter that echoed across the snowfield was replaced by a violent roar.

Nuo Lan, who collided with Zheng Ming, suddenly changed her face, but after a short stalemate, she was blasted out fiercely. Like a cannonball, Nuo Lan slammed into the ground, setting off snowflakes and smashing a deep crater.

On the other side, Zheng Ming twisted his neck and moved his shoulders, not in a hurry to pursue, but instead used the dragon armor and black flame. Under the high temperature of the black flame, the snow around Zheng Ming melted, revealing the bare ground for a long time.

Seeing Nuo Lan, who was shrouded in ice armor and surrounded by cold air, fought from the pit as if nothing had happened, Zheng Ming showed a smile.

"I'll just say, how can you be so weak? It turned out to be tempting me. Insidious enough. ”

"Don't you have reservations, too? Aren't you afraid that I will do my best to kill you directly with the first blow? ”

Zheng Ming did not answer Nuo Lan's question, of course he was full of confidence that he could save his life, so he would stay strong to test the strength of the opponent's attack so that he could react at any time.

However, from the sudden force just now, Zheng Ming learned that his physical strength was far above the other party. Both strength and speed are superior.

"Is the only thing left to be careful about is the ability trait?"

After making a quick judgment in his mind, Zheng Ming rushed towards Nuo Lan again.

The blades of fire and ice collided, and with the sound of clanging iron, sparks and water droplets splattered out. Ever since he entered the cold range of the realm around Nuo Lan's body, Zheng Ming was keenly aware of the intensification of the energy consumption to maintain the black flame on the surface of his body, and at the same time, the black flame became a little shaky.

Of course, the opponent is no better than that. The cold blade turned into a warm wind under the scorching black flame, and the cold frost that was enveloped in it turned into droplets of water. Nuo Lan's Frost Lan Realm was like a big hole burned out by Zheng Ming, and the temperature gradually increased, losing its original attack power. And the auxiliary role that originally made the opponent stiff was even more useless in front of Zheng Ming.

After another round of frequent offensive and defensive exchanges, Zheng Ming slashed the opponent back a few steps with all his might.

Zheng Ming glanced at the ice armor covered with black marks and signs of burning, and said to Nuo Lan, who was pale, "It seems that your ability has been restrained by me. ”

"Ice and fire are originally mutually restrained, and which is better or worse depends on their own strength. And your wind attribute has the effect of fueling the fire. It's a pity. If it's something else, you might be able to cause me a little bit of trouble. ”

Zheng Ming's original intention was to use these visible disadvantages to shake the opponent's fighting intent, but to his surprise, Nuo Lan was not discouraged in the slightest when he heard this, but instead exhaled a long breath to put away the cold air around him.

"Then I'll rely on the most primitive swordsmanship to win."

Seeing Nuo Lan, whose momentum changed drastically as he spoke, Zheng Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and he clenched the long knife in his hand under the traction of the other party's momentum.

(End of chapter)