For the crusade against Bitmund, Wu Wenxu made full preparations.

First of all, he swept across the border of the ice field, uprooted the Iceborn and clan forces, and with the Monkey King in charge, those weak forces sent to the border as scout troops directly became the training of the lizardmen

The subject, the one-eyed commander Chenison, is invincible where he wields his army, his arms are like a tiger, and he is on the ice field!

The two thousand Ice Descendants and clans integrated can be said to include all the human beings on the Ice Plains Border, for these humiliated and subdued guys, Wu Wenxu has not given them a good face, and the women who are slightly beautiful in the human race have been rewarded to the Thirteen White Knights and others, and now, this mixed army of Ice Descendants and Clans will be commanded by Joti Maple Messey, and the five thousand lizardmen personally ordered by Chenison will go north together!

Perhaps you are worried that someone is coming to invade Wu Wenxu's territory.

But now that Lord Diablo's reputation is known to everyone on the border, and even the Iceborn and the clan have been wiped out, who would dare to fight this lord's idea? It's just that the lord's reputation seems to have reached its peak, and the followers who come here are becoming more and more scarce, this state is a kind of saturation, and only a more earth-shattering war will break through the bottleneck!

The two major military powers were handed over to Emperor Joo and Chenison, and Wu Wenxu led the trolls and all kinds of alien races, the momentum was violent, and the mighty Bitmond was killed, and at the front of the three powerful troops, there were sixth-level beast spirit walkers carrying the banner of lol, although everyone did not understand its meaning, but two curved L's were inlaid on the top of O's head, L was as black as the horns of the demon's head, and the O was as red as blood, and it looked like a demon's head.

The Demon Division will officially start the first battle against the Iceborn!

The lord sat firmly on the black horse, the crimson armor reflected his knife-like resolute cheeks, the last touch of beauty under the thick eyebrows was replaced by depth and perseverance, and there was no shadow of childishness or immaturity on his face, and the stiff beard revealed the charm of the girl, telling the fearlessness and iron blood of the man.

The horse's hooves stepped through the snow, deep in, the concave ice and snow, and in an instant were trampled into the ground by heavy footsteps, looking around, meticulously walking neatly, following the warriors behind the horses, the trolls' extraordinary fierce bodies, holding giant swords, fierce barbarians with beards on their faces, carrying double-edged broad axes, walking rampantly, the suppression of military might, making the occasional snow rabbit shivering, they were like a hurricane, a lightning bolt, tearing the road to freedom against the Ice Descendants and the clan.

And their new god is none other than Wu Wenxu, the king of demons!

Wu Wenxu, whose eyes were deep and steady, and who was ethereal, suddenly clenched the reins, and the horse stopped and rubbed meekly against the man's big hand, its sideburns grinding against the cold wind, making a neighing sound.

Behind the man, the fierce followers also steadied their footing, for them, the command of God was undoubtedly obeyed.

"Guys, there's Bitmond ahead."

The chalk-weathered low mountain range stretched for hundreds of miles, and strange-shaped peaks covered the land, and on both sides of Bitmond were the hard-to-climb snowy ice peaks that had existed for an unknown number of years, unless it was supported by the majestic magic of a tenth-order magister, it was basically impossible for ordinary people to want to cross it.

Beatmond is about seventy or eighty feet, and the sheen of the chalk soil makes it incompatible with the snowy peaks on both sides, and it is hard to imagine why such a strange place was deposited in the sea of conquerors thousands of years ago, even if you do not look through a magnifying lens, you can see that Bitmund is full of potholes, and around the caves, some high mountains are covered with snow, wrapped in light gray clouds, and you can vaguely see sharp rocks rising from time to time in the smooth snow.

Wu Wenxu was thinking, thinking about how to climb this peak.

Before this move, Rollo and the three had led the lizardman scouts to observe more than once, and what made people shudder was that once they touched the lizardmen in Bitmund, they never returned.

Bitmund seemed to be peaceful, the caverns were like cheese holes, fluffy with aroma, and there was no danger at all except for the strange beauty of this natural fortress.

The chalk earth opens the door to its temptation in this way, and I believe that the explorers who do not know the truth will not be able to resist reaching the summit and conquering this strange mountain, in fact, those milky white caves have swallowed the lives of many explorers, and many of the caves with a strange white color are the piles of corpses of the unfortunate.

To be prepared to say, Bitmund is a real magic peak.

Those who ignore it easily will surely pay the most painful lesson!

Wu Wenxu's index finger repeatedly tapped the horse's sideburns, and his eyes flashed.

Now, there are two options for crusading against this natural fortress. First, three points forward, through three different routes to survey a road to the peak; Second, wave the army straight in, gather the momentum of the three armies, and kill to the peak in one go.

Both options are full of dangers, the branch of the three-way soldiers is equivalent to dispersing the power, it is inevitable to encounter traps and ambushes, and if they collide head-on, they will not reap any benefits, and if they fight their way out of the passage, if they are not familiar with Bitmund, they are likely to be wiped out by the Frost Born in the shadows!

If Wu Wenxu really wants to make a choice, Wu Wenxu is more inclined to the first plan.

The chalky mountains look very strange, and if you pass through narrow or misty passages, you will inevitably be ambushed, and even if there are many people, but the enemy is dark and I can't see the enemy's movements, and you will fall into a place of no return.

"Maple Rome, Chenison!"

The rousing call of the lord was heard in the silent army, and the eyes of Joti and Chenison suddenly sank, and they straightened their waists in unison.

"Today is the first battle against the Iceborn in the true sense, do you have confidence!"

"Yes!"

The rough and sharp voices were full of breath, and the two of them smiled impatiently, and after shouting, the army of nearly 10,000 broke out into a loud cry that resounded through the sky, and those voices caused the snow on the delicate branches to shake and roll down, and the snow and rain fell like a torrent, so frightened that the two rats hugged each other with tears and gall.

"Excellent! Today's battle doesn't need to be won immediately, but I want to see your determination, the thousand-year-old anger of being enslaved and oppressed by the Iceborn for thousands of years, and being treated as a beast **** by the Iceborn, can ignite that Bitmond and shake the entire Iceborn with your cry and actions! ”

Wu Wenxu waved his arms and suddenly condensed his fist, the crimson back was like the warmth of the legendary fire god, so warm that everyone was excited and trembling, and their blood was boiling!

Their resentment towards the Ice Descendant is a real gnashing of teeth, and it really goes deep into the bone marrow.

As the orthodox inhabitants of the cursed ice field, they were driven to the very edge of the ice field by the ice people, and they sat on the best land, the best food, and the best status in the entire ice field!

Those, it was supposed to be their own, it was they who took everything with brute force, it's time to raise your fist and follow that man, O orthodox inhabitants of the ice field, it's time to take back the territory of your ancestors!

(End of chapter)