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Along the majestic Iron Ridge Mountains to the north, the temperature is cooler and more pleasant, and the source of it all is the independent land of snow and ice in the north of the sunless plateau, Freljord.

Legend has it that this place is so cold, not only because of the warm monsoon winds in the middle of the continent and the sea, which are blocked by the Iron Ridge Mountains, but also because of the legend that makes people believe in it.

Somewhere on the Ice Plateau, there is a fallen Ice Goddess, and when the ice on the Ice Plateau accumulates enough low temperatures, it is when the Ice Goddess returns to the mainland.

"Do you believe in this legend, Ergart?"

The cold wind of August was just enough to blow the corners of the coats of the travelers who traveled on the icefields. Walking through the ice field is a group of elite troops wearing gray-white animal fur coats, animal fur with a certain camouflage effect, making this group of soldiers not easy to be spotted by distant eyes.

"What? My lord? ”

The strong man in the middle of the team, who was originally looking at his surroundings with his head held high, lowered his head and looked at the 'adult' beside him who was shrouded in his outer robe, confirming this headless question.

"The fallen goddess of ice," the hoarse voice of a saw-through wood resounded again, "hiding in the frozen ground beneath our feet. ”

As the mysterious man spoke, he gently poked the snow with the wooden stick in his hand.

But the strong man next to him obviously uses his limbs more than his brain, and his expression is ugly like a scavenging flower twisted together.

After a long time, he replied in as low a voice as he could: "To tell you the truth, my lord, I don't think the gods can chew the root of their tongues like me, but they are like the god of war who protects us. He is high in the kingdom of God, and his divine power is omnipresent, and he cannot be defeated......"

"Hey, you can't be defeated......" The whole body was tightly wrapped under the coat, and an inexplicable light flashed in the eyes of the mysterious 'adult' that could only be seen.

"There is only one existence that cannot be defeated, and the others are just clowns." The mysterious 'Adult' whispered softly and then reached out to the sky, and a moment later a flying pet fell from the sky, rubbing it affectionately against the outside of his hood, and let out a low sound of unknown meaning.

"Very good, Urgat, let's everyone speed up, we're almost there, this is its territory, it's safe enough, there won't be any more accidents!"

"Yes, sir!" The strong man named Urgat was already disgusted with the cold weather, and when he heard this, his spirits perked up, and he opened his voice and roared: "Everyone listen, speed up, assault formation, speed up!" ”

……

In the evening, in the towering valley of ice crystals on the frost field, someone in the search team found an underground passage entrance, "My lord, there is an entrance here!" ”

"Fool, go high, we're going to visit a noble lady, not a snow bear."

"Hehehehehehe...... Snow bear, what a funny name, so I hate uninvited guys! ”

The silent valley suddenly echoed with the rumbling of words, accompanied by the snow falling in the weak spots on all sides. Seeing this scene, the strong man Ergart pulled out the strange-shaped long blade behind his back to protect the mysterious man, and watched around vigilantly.

Suddenly, a chill welled up in his heart, and Urgart could barely turn his head, and even felt that he could no longer move a finger.

This is a situation he has never encountered in the years of fighting, just when the final thoughts are about to be frozen, some kind of power comes from the mysterious person around him, stopping the invasion of the cold, and it stops there, except for the thoughts that remain in his mind, all the five senses of the body are gone.

"Dear Lord Frost Witch, I have an interesting proposal that I think will help you put an end to centuries of long camouflage ......"

"Oh ~ arrogant remarks, little one, who ordered you to come here so presumptuous......"

The sound echoing in the Crystal Valley stopped abruptly, and the unreasonable thing didn't attract anyone's attention. Because in the valley, except for the mysterious man who unveiled his hood, there were more than a dozen humanoid ice sculptures.

"Greetings to the servant of Danatdis, my honorable lord," the mysterious man who lifted his hood and respectfully bowed his chest to the valley surrounded by no human figures, "the invincible great god is about to return to this land!" Perhaps this is also an opportunity for the Frost Guardians to return to the Icefield, Ms. Lisandro, and we will be able to help you in some way. And Master Danat Dis just wants to use your power to 'appease' some people who disagree when the time comes. ”

"Dhanatdis? Hehehe, I think about it, what would happen if the pretentious guys on the Giant God Peak knew that his followers were walking on the continent again? ”

"Your Excellency, with all due respect, we have a common enemy. These filthy mortals have ruined everything, and it will take more forces to work together to restore the glory of the ancients. Of course, you don't need to make a decision right away, I just brought the kindness of Lord Danatdis. The next time you see the power of Lord Danatdis spread all over the world, you may be able to get a clear answer......"

"Hmph...... It's a pity that you are so stupid that you have already revealed your identity on the road, and now leave my palace immediately! When I'm done dealing with the other bug, I don't want to see anyone still here. ”

"It was just an accident, Your Excellency. In addition, one of my subordinates has accidentally offended you, and I hope to get your understanding......"

On the mountain not far away, a human figure slowly formed in the ice crystals, and the humanoid object swept over Ergat, who was still sheltered by the mysterious person with his strength, and had not completely turned into ice crystals, replied without joy or anger: "Take him away!" ”

The ice crystal humanoid then collapsed into a pile of crushed ice with the wind, and could no longer sense any force. A smile crossed the corner of the mysterious man's mouth, and he slowly put the hood on, turned and controlled the icicle that enveloped Urgart away.

……

Elsewhere in the Crystal Valley, more transparent ice enveloped the place, causing the extreme cold, and even the wind could not blow smoothly from here.

Under the jumble of huge ice edges, a blue figure cowered and walked in it, with some hesitation or even pause from time to time. But in the end, under the temptation of a conspicuous pure white ice crystal in the height, exuding a strong cold air, the blue figure slowly walked towards the tower more vigilantly and carefully.

"Trolls, do you even dare to peek into the Frost Witch's collection? Hehehehehehe......"

A sharp mockery, accompanied by a biting chill, enveloped the trolls who had already walked up to the tower, stretching out their greedy hand towards the pure white ice crystals.

The laughter rang out, and the blue troll remained in this position, because he had been trapped tightly by the terrifying ice crystals just now, and his unfrozen face was full of horror!

The clatter of the terrifying ice crystals rubbing against each other kept coming from behind, getting closer and closer. Finally, Lisandro walked up to the tower where the pure white ice crystals were placed, savoring the trolls' horror with great interest.

The witch's gaze moved from the troll's face to her raised arms, then rested on her fingers, which were only a few centimeters away from the pure white ice crystals, "Pick a way to die, little one, I'll do it for you if I'm in the mood." ”

"Frost... Witch... Great, the master spares his life! "Trendel, known as cunning among trolls, suddenly blessed his soul at this moment when his life was greatly threatened. In just a few words, he reacted from the shock he had just spoken, and immediately expressed his loyalty to the Frost Witch: "Master spare your life!" I have an army of trolls! I will become the king of trolls with the power bestowed by my master, and my army will be loyal to my master forever! My master, an army of trolls makes more sense than a dead troll! ”

"Oh? Will the trolls be at the mercy of a thief? Or should I just freeze you here to make an example? ”

"No, no, my master, of course I can't. But it would be different if you had given me this weapon, it was the stuff of the Troll King. With it, the trolls will worship me as king! In just one breath, Trandel took his talent for storytelling to the extreme.

Following the story he had convinced all the trolls, he made it for the Frost Witch one more time. And in order to convince the witch as much as possible, his face naturally showed a fanaticism of conviction that he was about to become king.

"Oh? Let's talk about it~ We have a lot of time ......" The Frost Witch kept stopping at the troll's side, and Trandel, who couldn't turn his head, couldn't see the meaningful smile on the witch's face when she got the 'allegiance' of his overdrawn troll clan.

……

"Captain, this man is still alive!"

"Your Highness Princess, we have found a survivor! It's a pity that he is too badly injured to make it back to the city......"

In the barbarian colony on the border of Freljord near the outskirts of the Iron Ridge Mountains, the tribal princess Ash, who had taken on the responsibility at a young age, received the warning of the patrol force and quickly arrived with some of her guards to this land that had just been destroyed by war.

The entire gathering place was littered with the corpses of the shocking barbarians, and even though they were not her tribesmen, the grief-stricken Ash ordered a search for the survivors, "No, Captain Rod, inform everyone, we are camping here today, move the survivors into my tent, and let Uncle Locke do his best to bandage them, Welsh!" ”

"Yes, Your Highness Princess!"

"You take two people, set off overnight, and go back to the city to ask the medical officer to come as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Ash struggled to control his anger, but also to keep tears from welling up. After crying bitterly on the night of her mother's death two years ago, Elsie, who was still childish, told herself that she would stop crying and hold on to the weapons in her hands to defend the people.

Rhodes, the captain of the patrol, was very surprised by Ash's decision: "But Your Highness the Princess, we have crossed the line, this is a tribe of barbarians, and it may be misunderstood by other barbarians......"

They have no compatriot friendship with the barbarians, and if they stay around here, they may be misunderstood by the rest of the barbarians, causing conflict. So the little girl who doesn't know anything really can't be the leader who leads the tribe forward?

"Execute the order! Captain Rhodes. Ash's graceful face tightened, as if he had made a great determination: "All the people of Freljord should be more united to prevent such a tragedy from happening again!" ”

"Yes, my father-in-law. Host. Temple. Under! Rode, the patrol captain who was dissatisfied with this decision, replied word by word, and after countless disputes, he thought it was completely childish thinking.

Freljord had been divided for hundreds of years, and the current team was likely to pay the price for Her Highness's immature idea: "Squad 1 is camped at the foot of the hill to the east!" The 2nd squad assisted in setting up camp, and the 3rd squad went out 500 meters in two groups to conceal the guard! ”

"Captain Rod, please arrange for the burial of these poor people when reinforcements arrive......"

"If we live until tomorrow, I'll arrange it. Or let them bury us along the way. Unable to stand it any longer, Rhodes threw down this sentence and stepped on his mount to chase the 3rd squad that came out of the guard. He believed that if he stayed any longer, he might be driven crazy by those superfluous sympathies.

"Pino, you stay here to help Uncle Locke, Odom and the others, and we do our best to preserve the last dignity for these poor people."

This is not the first time that an officer in the army has confronted himself. In the period since his mother's death, some veteran officers have repeatedly contradicted themselves, either explicitly or implicitly.

Ash told herself that these old people would change slowly, just like the young men of the princess guard. They all fervently hope to change the division of Freljord, believing that a united kingdom of Freljord will have a more important position on the mainland.

At night, two bonfires are lit in a sheltered place under the hill. The patrol and the princess guard sat around the campfire, each chatting softly.

The barbarian survivors were bandaged by Uncle Locke and were deemed not to move, and Ash refused the offer of the young guards to give up their tents and decided to spend the night on watch.

But despite this, Rhodes still asked the patrol members to adopt a double-guard approach, and almost wrote a few words of distrust on his face. The young soldiers of the guard were quite dissatisfied with this, and after busy collecting the corpses all afternoon, they sat around Ash and supported her with practical actions.

"Ahh ~~~~~~" In the middle of the night, a painful roar came from Ash's tent, waking everyone up, and the unattended soldiers panicked and got out of the tent with their weapons. And Ash by the campfire had already gone to the tent position as soon as the voice came out, and the guards around him also followed.

Before everyone could enter, the tent had already made several knife marks with the sound of cracking, and then a black shadow whirlwind, rushing towards the place where Ash and the others were.

"Bold!"

"Protect the princess!"

"Protect Your Highness!"

The angry rebuke of the guards was accompanied by the 'clang' of the sword unsheathed, and at the same time skillfully blocked Elsie behind him.

Since childhood, his mother has deliberately trained his ability to fight on the ground, prompting Ash to take a few steps in the direction of the side and back of everyone. At the same time as the movement is completed, the bow is taken in the hand, and the arrow is clasped between the fingers, and the black shadow is pointed obliquely.

The bonfire became uncertain under the influence of the gusts of wind caused by the actions of the crowd, and Ash, as a support shooter, could not guarantee that he would not accidentally injure his own people in such an environment, so he was unable to let go.

And the guards soldiers who quickly formed a battle formation to fight the black shadow were greatly surprised, and under one look, they had already fallen two of them! The guards were able to see the heavy cloth belt tied to the black shadow by the flickering light of the fire—it was the mortally wounded brute!

The guards hesitated, and in an instant, another person fell under the attack of the barbarians. Now they could not think more, and in the face of the test of life and death, everyone desperately attacked the badly injured barbarian with their swords. The barbarians exchanged injuries for injuries like fools, and what was reflected in the firelight was the blood-red eyes, and only the clenched teeth told the resentment in their hearts!

Seeing that the remnants of the guards were about to be defeated, the soldiers of the patrol accelerated to surround them, and at first Captain Rhodes was angry: "Get out of the way!" ”

The two-handed heavy sword struck fiercely with the barbarian's sword in the air, making a loud crashing sound.

Captain Rhodes took the barbarian's attack with a single blow, giving the rest of the guard a chance to breathe away.

Ash seized the gap and shot the arrow in his hand at the barbarian's shoulder. Before Rhodes slashes at the barbarian with his second sword, he takes his broadsword out of threat and knocks the barbarian backwards.

The downed barbarian was silent, and Captain Rhodes glanced at Ash with a meaningful glance and waved for the patrol soldiers to re-bandage the barbarian. The sergeant under his command lived up to Rhodes' expectations and quietly fed the barbarian in the corner - tightly 'bandaging' his hands and feet together.

At this time, old Locke naturally did not have time to care about the foreigners anymore, and was busy instructing the patrolmen, clearing a clearing by the campfire, and began to rescue the wounded guard soldiers.

The only good news is that the lads are worthy of being trained elites, and in the event of a sudden blow, they can subconsciously avoid or defend important parts. So much so that although seven or eight people were injured in various ways, none of them were fatal.

At the same time, you can also see that the barbarian's exquisite martial arts have injured so many elite soldiers of the princess guard in just a few seconds.

Ash was deeply remorseful and hurriedly joined the ambulance team, although there were not many places to help old Locke, but she was busy comforting the wounded soldiers, and it was undoubtedly the best medicine for these wounded.

Even though the boys have cramps in pain, their faces are still full of happy smiles, and they can protect the safety of the princess, even if they return to the arms of the gods.

When Welsh arrived at the camp a day later with reinforcements and medical officers, he was dumbfounded as the camp was full of wounded guards.

The tragic situation of the Princesses made him almost lose his mind, if it wasn't for the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Welsh would definitely kill that barbarian who didn't know what to do!

"Tedamir?"

The commander of the reinforcements, seeing the barbarian tied tightly in a corner, called out the barbarian's name rather unexpectedly.

"Uncle Willow, do you know this brute?"

After a busy day and a night, the ice princess Elsie was fighting hard to communicate with the commander of the reinforcements, and at this time the name 'Tydamir' felt so familiar.

The commander, whom he called 'Uncle Vero', turned his head to look at the ugly Elsie, pausing slightly before answering her question, "Yes, Tedamir. The youngest leader of the Eastern Barbarian tribe in history, his people revered him as the 'Barbarian King'. Although he is not yet, but Tydamir is young but amazingly talented, and it is not surprising that he will be able to obtain this title in the next Barbarian 'Huiwu Festival' competition. And now," Willow looked around at the barbarian corpses being buried by the soldiers, and said, "Even if he survives, he has lost all his people......"

"It turned out to be him......" Ash muttered in a flash of realization.

"Well, these are the barbarians' own business. Ash, you are in poor spirits, you should go and rest for a while, and I will have someone inform you when we leave in the afternoon," Elder Willow, who was obviously familiar with Ash, shook his head to stop Ash before she could refuse, "You must go and rest, the soldiers need more than just a brave and enthusiastic leader. A wise and sober leader is also needed, and you've done enough. Go ahead. My niece ......"

At the behest of Elder Willow, Ash returned to his newly built tent to rest. A strong sense of responsibility and self-discipline allowed her to wake up after only three hours, and when she felt the talk outside the tent, Ash quickly dressed up, lifted the curtain and walked out.

Some of the talking soldiers noticed Ash's presence and made strange eye contact with each other. And his eyes followed her, and soon Ash came next to Elder Willow, who was listening to the report, and soon, after the scout finished reporting, Elder Willow nodded, signaling that he could leave.

"Uncle Willow, what's wrong?"

Ash noticed the anomaly in the camp as soon as he left the tent, but the mature commander didn't let that mess around. She resisted the urge to stop and ask the soldiers. Hope, insisting on waiting for a comprehensive report from another commander.

"Well, it should be said yes, some bad news. Rhodes suspected that it was a deliberate killing, as we later sent out elite scouts to prove it, and someone found a trace in a hidden valley not far away. And Pastor Kantien examined and found that," said Elder Willow with a brief pause, apparently organizing his language for this, "well, traces of evil have been found, yes, traces of evil that have long been gone. ”

Elder Willow spread his hands, "I think that's what he was trying to say, well, that's what he said: some life forms are being destroyed here by evil means......"

"An invader killed by the barbarians?" Ash was keenly aware of a major hole in the entire attack. Yesterday she had wondered that even if it was a successful ambush, it was impossible for a barbarian to leave no enemy left with the ferocity of the barbarians.

"Yes, Your Highness, I think so, and why did they do it? And what kind of evil person could do such a thing? ”

"A group of mysterious people who are reluctant to reveal their identities do not hesitate to expose their evil arts to ensure the secrets of their identities...... Why didn't they bring the corpse back and use sorcery to dispose of it at the risk of exposure? ”

Another wave of scouts had returned, bringing new news with them, and Elder Willow glanced at the new information - since the commander was in deliberation, the new information was quickly processed by the lieutenant and presented in writing, handing the note to Ash.

Here's the answer. Your Highness, you have found some traces of the activities of outsiders in the valley deep in the snowfield, and at the same time there is a new trace of evil," Elder Willow said this, and when Ash understood, he continued, "It should be some wounded attackers, unable to keep up with the team, and they don't want to delay this—a group of ruthless fellows. Now we may not be able to handle this trouble alone, we need more soldiers. ”

"But waiting for reinforcements to arrive, enough for these evil outsiders to complete some of their evil plans and leave without a hitch!"

Ash, who had always hoped for the unity of the whole of Freljord, could not accept such a way of dealing with it. It may be safer, but it is also easier to appease the traitors, "We must pursue them tightly and try to sabotage their evil plans!" ”

"Oh? But these evil outsiders must have been gone for days, and without enough fast mounts, it will be difficult for us to continue to find traces of their march from a distance......"

"We can be light, I'll lead the princess guard... Well, a part, and the patrol's fast riders, quickly track them down, Uncle Willow, your brigade follows our markers, and then asks for reinforcements from the Ice Castle. ”

Thinking that more innocent civilians might encounter accidents, Ash felt that he could not waste a moment of time, and stood up with a resolute expression.

"Don't rush in, my dear niece. This, this is the lesson that your mother bought with her life......"

"No, Uncle Velo, the leader of the Ice Castle should fight to protect her people. And, I'll be careful, Uncle Willow, and hope your reinforcements arrive soon. ”

"Yes, I promise, Her Royal Highness ...... Princess"