The first snow of the first year of the Age of Chaos was quietly descending in a race to the death. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Goose-feather-like snowflakes, big and white, sprinkled with oceans, it rained all night, since the moment of sunset, the temperature was like a child's temper, instantly dropped to the freezing point, the thorny ice flow hung on the orc's body, take a closer look, under the flickering firelight, you can vaguely see the dazzling scarlet.

"Lord Marquis, are you cold? This last fur is covered. ”

The werewolf took off the last warm clothes on his body, and solemnly draped it on Ye Xiaofei's body, the cold wind wrapped in the blizzard, ruthlessly burrowing into the open chest, taking away a trace of warmth. The werewolf couldn't help but shudder, as if it were an infectious disease, and the entire orc team that was silently acting suddenly trembled and swayed.

Ice, which has a magical effect: stop bleeding!

The wounded orc warrior, the blood that the bandages couldn't stop, and now, the wound formed a stream of crimson ice, and the blood stopped silently, and the wound was no longer so hideous under the ice, but the person also silently lost his breath and temperature, and became a heavy popsicle.

Hoohoo-hoo-hoo-

The north wind raged mercilessly, like a widow who was **, wantonly whipped everyone, eager to hide from the life of every orc.

Ye Xiaofei never thought that he would have so many difficulties, his spiritual power was exhausted, and the countless pores of his body greedily allowed air to be inhaled, trying to ignite a trace of spiritual power, but only ice slag poured in from the pores, and the biting cold took the opportunity to erode the entire body, and the bones at this time should be made of ice, revealing a biting cold.

"Lord Marquis!" The snowflakes splashed under the feet of the deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf, and he hurriedly walked over, his eyes were blood-red, he stopped the stretcher, and seeing Ye Xiaofei's fragile appearance, he sighed helplessly, lowered his voice and said in his ear: "Yeyue chased us like crazy, such a big blizzard, I can't wait to set up an ambush and fight with them." ”

Marching and fighting, usually before natural disasters such as torrential rains, blizzards, earthquakes, etc., a temporary truce, but at this time, the Night Moon not only drove the 50,000 undead skeleton army to chase and kill day and night, but also transferred the most elite Black Moon Army from Beth City. Ye Xiaofei's life seems to have made Yeyue forget her reason.

Ye Xiaofei shook his head slightly, wanting to speak, only to realize that he had subconsciously licked his lips just now, and the next second he was frozen by the wind, snow and frost, and his entire mouth was frozen and he could no longer speak. It may only be one step away from the popsicle, and Ye Xiaofei's body temperature is even colder than that of an orc who has just froze to death. His body is like a house with doors and windows open, warmly welcoming the cold and destroying his body, but the crappy veterinarian only knows how to bandage sword wounds, and knows nothing about frostbite and the like.

Quacks mislead people!

Will the Battle of Midwinter be defeated by the ravages of the first snow?

Ye Xiaofei's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened at the moment they closed at the end, like a dead man returning to the light, blooming with a persistent light.

"Lord Marquis, you--" The deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf has seen too many dead people, just now, his love will be frozen to death with misty eyes, unwilling to wait for the snowstorm, and then, unable to close his eyes again, turned into a popsicle. Isn't it, my lord?

"Fight-Spirit-Sword-" Ye Xiaofei roared in his heart, and roared in his secret: "Out-come-"

Huhu――――

The scorching red light quietly bloomed under the layers of animal skins, and in the next second, a burning smell permeated, and it seemed that in an instant, thick black smoke erupted from the stretcher.

"It's on fire, quick, the animal skin is on fire--" The silver-haired wolf slapped more than a dozen layers of animal skin covering Ye Xiaofei's body and flew away.

The red light was scorching, and the dazzling Dou Ling Sword Body flowed with fiery streamers, emitting a scorching heat wave and a dazzling red light.

"Sword? It's the marquis's sword--" Everyone exclaimed, and suddenly they felt a warm flow, within a radius of ten meters, but the snow did not enter, and the cold wind did not enter.

A sword, in the midst of a snowstorm, creates the scorching heat of the summer sun.

The ice between Ye Xiaofei's lips suddenly turned into a string of water droplets, which were swallowed by Ye Xiaofei's dry cough, but his lips were dry and cracked, and all over his body, suddenly hot vapor steamed, and countless water vapor emerged from Ye Xiaofei's body, and it was evaporated by the rolling heat wave in an instant.

Whew――――――

Ye Xiaofei breathed a heavy sigh of relief, but instead clenched the Dou Ling Sword even harder, allowing the red light that flowed from the sword body to flow into his body.

"Deputy Commander!" Ye Xiaofei's first sentence was an order that shocked all the orcs.

"The subordinates are here!"

"Order, whole army, discard the armor and speed up the march!"

The deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf was stunned on the spot, and he could vaguely remember that not long ago, Ye Xiaofei was in front of the three armies and wanted to behead the two thousand orcs who lost their battle armor and weapons, if I remember correctly, it was the soldiers of the Fifth Legion. But, now? Throw it all away? Deliberately throwing away armor is several times heavier than losing it? The Marquis slaughtered the heads of the Fourth and Fifth Legions afterwards?

"My lord, this--"

The hesitation of the deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf, but Ye Xiaofei held back his anger and said, "Execution, immediately--"

"Subordinates take orders!" The deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf trotted away, and a low roar quietly sounded in the storm: "The whole army obeys the order, discard the armor ――――――"

One can imagine what kind of riot and resistance the orc warriors will use to oppose the order of this supreme commander, and even, if they want to die, the armor and weapons cannot be discarded, one after another.

The Dou Ling Sword tried its best to dispel the chill in Ye Xiaofei's body, and when it discovered the depleted spiritual power in Ye Xiaofei's body, it did not hesitate to separate a trace of spiritual power, which was used as a fire to quickly gather and extinguish spiritual power.

Ye Xiaofei was suddenly overjoyed, the original extinguishing spiritual power was to absorb the spiritual power in the air by himself, and it would not be exhausted, but he was only blamed for using up the last bit of seed, so that his whole body was weak, and the middle door was opened, allowing the merciless blizzard to destroy the fire of life. At this time, with a hint of the gift of the Douling Sword, there was a seed suddenly.

At that moment, Ye Xiaofei rolled on the spot, and in the exclamation of the orcs, he rolled to the side of the road, leaned against a big tree, sat up, and seemed to be going to be killed and restore a trace of silent spiritual power, protect the pores of all parts of the body, and prevent the cold wind from eroding the body again, but with the characteristics of silent spiritual power, devouring everything, even if it is frozen into ice again, it can be resolved.

"Lord Marquis," the silver-haired wolf deputy legion leader twisted a few orcs over, looking helpless.

These orcs have kobolds, minotaurs, werewolves, and centaurs, almost all of them have the same movements, holding their cold weapons to death, hoping that the cold ice will freeze the weapons and bodies together, and never be separated again. They are the most stubborn people, who kill and discard their armor, even if the deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf said that it was an order from the marquis, he did not listen, he stalked his neck, he just did not throw it, and he also went to pick up the discarded weapons on the ground.

was helpless, so he could only press over and give Ye Xiaofei a decision.

Ye Xiaofei breathed a heavy sigh of relief, with the seeds, he finally had a glimmer of hope for recovery, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the stubborn orcs holding their weapons deadly.

"Lord Marquis, these few took the lead in resisting the order, and there is really no way for the subordinates, please decide."

Ye Xiaofei was both anxious and moved, a soldier who regards weapons as his second life is definitely a good soldier.

"Put it down!" Ye Xiaofei went to get it himself, but he didn't expect that the minotaur would glare at Ye Xiaofei angrily, holding his weapon and retreating again and again.

Ye Xiaofei suddenly felt heartache, looked at the deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf who was full of hesitation, shook his head, and said: "Forget it, let a few of them go to the front to open the way, the hundreds of thousands of undead skeletons outside Hill City don't recognize each other, and they need to be killed in Hill City." ”

"Lord Marquis, you are too merciful." The deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf said a word, and walked forward with the happy orcs, the military order is like a mountain, and the deputy commander of the silver-haired wolf has just learned its meaning, but Ye Xiaofei's order has changed, so that he suddenly doesn't know that it is right, but, the only certainty is that if you carry out every order of the marquis to the letter, the marquis will not be wrong.

Ye Xiaofei no longer needed to be supported on a stretcher, he walked along the road, and couldn't help but come to the end, here, he was fighting tenaciously in the blizzard.

At the very end of the line, the tireless undead skeletons bit the tail of the team. The Fourth and Fifth Legions, heavily armed, fought and retreated desperately during the day, and at night they walked more and more slowly, and the heavy snow blocked the road, which caused untold pressure on the broken werewolf troops.

One by one, werewolves fell into the darkness of the night, just to survive the last line of defense.

"Whew--" The werewolf leader commanded seriously, and the werewolf of a defensive line suddenly fell, suddenly revealing a gap, and the werewolf leader habitually howled: "Go to someone, block--"

"Go and plug the gap, whoa--" The werewolf leader shouted urgently, and when he turned his head, he saw that there were five hundred werewolves, and only one was empty, filled by the storm.

The werewolf leader didn't say a word, picked up his mace, and filled it himself.

The last werewolf regiment of the Fourth Legion Werewolf Warrior Regiment, in the first snow of the first year of the Age of Chaos, fought silently, blocking wave after wave of undead skeletons.

"The whole army retreats--"

Ye Xiaofei had tears in his eyes and roared hoarsely: "Everyone listen to the order, retreat, and keep up with the team." ”

"It's the Marquis—" cried the werewolf, exhausted.

"All the leaders, the leaders, listen to my orders," Ye Xiaofeinu smiled: "Get out of the battlefield and retreat." ”

Finally, the horn of retreat sounded quietly at midnight, stirring up the entire snowy night.

The Fourth Legion silently broke away from the battle and quietly disappeared into the depths of the snowy night.

The undead skeletons, which were no longer in the way, suddenly poured out like a flood of floodgates.

"This revenge will be avenged!" Ye Xiaofei secretly swore that he jumped down the hill and followed the crooked mountain road with the broken troops to catch up with the advancing troops.

Soon after, on the same hill, Night Moon's huge and sturdy body stood quietly, looking at the firelight in the distance, the Black Moon Army rushed past like flowing water, frantically chasing,

Yeyue smiled coldly, looked at the rout army like a dead man, and said: "Kill yourself, the end of the road is Hill City, where there are hundreds of thousands of undead skeletons, there is a road in heaven you don't go, hell has no door to enter, Ye Xiaofei, even God wants you to die!" ”