The pale wind, with icy snowflakes, shrouded the land, and as the morning sun rose, a shining spot of light was reflected in the vast mountains.

Call!

A black shadow suddenly flew out from the top of the mountain reflecting the golden light, and a strong air current swept over the spires of the fir trees.

The snow fluttered on the treetops, and the gargoyle flying with all its might, trying to spread its pitch-black wings to the limit, was about to dive towards the mountains and valleys, but before its stone wings could flapp, it was hooked by a pair of sharp golden claws on its shoulders.

The huge pull force made the gargoyle flying at high speed suddenly spin, but before it could fall to the ground, the giant claws on its shoulders pulled left and right violently, and the stone wings were torn apart on the spot.

In the shattered black shadows, brilliant gold, the chirping giant eagle, with the power of rolling thunder, flew over the fir forest, scattered stone fragments, one after another fell into the white canopy, and the woodland was full of falling snow.

The air patrol team of twelve thunder golden eagles soared into the sky with the roaring sound of death, and all the gargoyles that appeared in their patrol path were shot down.

The giant demonic beast with a wingspan of more than 12 meters casts a dark domineering shadow on the snow-white mountains, revealing the powerful power of death and conquest in the vivid color contrast.

In the fading field of vision, what was finally left was a golden hooked eagle beak and sharp eagle eyes that penetrated people's hearts.

"It's still too reluctant." Qian Wuwu, who had a bird's-eye view of the battlefield, sighed, slowly turned around, and looked at the bright ridge bathed in the morning light, just in the valley road across the mountain. The army of wild boars who pursued overnight is surging.

After the pig was unable to lock on to the target, he did not stop for a moment, sent troops overnight, and tightly bit the ass of Qian Wuwu. He didn't let go, and what was worse was that the partial division of the Four Sons Wang Zhu completely disappeared into the reckless mountains under the cover of the air cavalry.

A gargoyle borrowed from Bai Yunfei, in continuous air combat. It is no longer enough to cover the front of the battlefield, and this precious alchemy scout is under the targeted attack of the Boar Man Air Force. Rapid shrinkage.

The pressure of severe cold, exhaustion, fear and hunger followed, and the 8,000 remnants of the army under the command of Ma Lu were exhausted of the dry rations of the money and worries overnight, and the troops once again fell into the dilemma of running out of food.

And the baggage team led by Xiao Mulan is a hundred miles away at the moment, and it is a day and a night away from Qian Wuwu.

Fortunately, the situation of successful breakthrough. It also supports the crumbling morale, and Qian Wuwu looks at the troops staggering forward in the snow. Even when we reach the limit, we are still trying to move forward.

The strong-willed Qian Wuwu also took a cold and heavy step, and he stepped on a series of deep footprints on the floating snow on the hillside, and merged into the ranks of soldiers. Push forward.

For two days and one night in a row, Qian Wuwu barely closed his eyes. He though rescued the dwarven musketeers, and from the array of the boar people. pulled out the remnants of Ma Lu, but this feat also exposed him to the eyes of the King of Pigs.

The battle-hardened pig is incompetent, worthy of the prestige of the king of the boar people, the great shaman who has been rampant in the northland for thirty years, just one shot, successfully limited the vision of the power of the moon.

The barbarian empty cavalry that crisscrossed the sky tightly sealed the front of the battle line in less than one night, and the four princes who hid in the darkness were even more ambushed with death fangs, ready to attack.

The morning light projected on the snowy peaks made the valley fade into darkness, and the tired and unusually tired faces gradually became clear, but after this overnight march, Qian Wuwu could not let the veterans of the hundred battles stop and rest for a while.

After all, the army of the boar people is less than five miles away from them!

In the end, the Southern Coalition Army under Ma Lu came from the warm and humid southern Xinjiang, and most of the soldiers were not adapted to the cold and harsh environment of the north, and the lack of food and clothing restricted the soldiers' use of force.

Among the rescued troops, the only ones that can come in handy now are the mountain dwarf troops of the Han Land, which belong to the magic guard of the mountain kingdom - the dwarven musketeers of Spark Castle.

Qian Wuwu strode towards the queue of dwarves, but in the next moment, he saw a panicked Bai Yunfei and trotted all the way.

"Brother Qian, Brother Qian, something is wrong!" Bai Yunfei, who was out of breath, had a flushed face and was extremely excited.

"Don't panic! You speak slowly! As soon as Qian Wuwu's words fell, he saw a large group of dwarven musketeers chasing behind Bai Yunfei, and the sound of hula was mixed with the low sound of pulling the bolt.

The next moment, Qian Wuwu saw Dennis's figure.

The dwarven general, who had been sent to the wounded barracks early, was wearing a helmet and armor at the moment, his face was full of murderous anger, and as soon as he saw Qian Wuwu, he shouted excitedly in the dwarven language: "Despicable fellow, I have caught you!" ”

"Despicable!?" Qian Wuwu sneered, replied to the dwarf language, and the next moment, he reached out and pushed away the dwarven musketeers who were in the way, completely ignoring the threat of the magic shotguns, and strode towards Dennis.

"You took advantage of the danger of others and forcibly seized the military power of my Spark Guard, you are not a despicable guy, what is it?" The angry dwarven general, his hands held high, and rows of brass rings clanged on his thick beard under his chin.

Qian Wuwu said without giving in: "Who made you incompetent and defeated, and was seriously injured, if I hadn't made a timely move, my head would have been picked up by the boar people on the flagpole long ago." ”

The condescending money is worry-free, and a few words made Dennis's face flush, but the dwarven general still argued: "Then you can't give me my military power, and send me to the miscellaneous army team that lacks medical treatment." ”

"Then you mean, you still have the strength to fight?" Qian Wuwu looked down at the dwarf Dennis.

"Of course!" The proud dwarven general nodded vigorously, and the next moment, Dennis raised his strong and powerful right arm, and the cyan streamer of petrified skin shone out.

Qian Wuwu nodded and said, "Very good!" I need a general who can fight to keep me at bay against the boar people's pursuers. ”

"A general who can fight? The pursuers of the boar people? No ......," Dennis yelled.

"It's a pity, I'm afraid you don't have a choice now!" Qian Wuwu shook his head vigorously, then pointed in the direction behind him and said, "At most, in half an hour, the forward of the wild boar people will appear." ”

Dennis, whose face was full of astonishment, looked left and right, but the mountain dwarves around him were nodding their heads again and again - the army of the boar people was already close at hand, and they could only fight except to escape.

Dennis turned his head and looked at the human troops blocking the road and with no end in sight, and his brows instantly twisted together.

"Are dwarves as bold as goblins?" Qian Wuwu snorted coldly.

"Nonsense!" Dennis jumped up and defended his dignity.

"In that case, as long as you win this battle, I will invite all your dwarves to drink!" (To be continued)