Winter in Bracada has never been a good time for travel or expeditions.

Since September and October every year, snow and ice have been visiting the vast wilderness in the southern part of the continent as early as possible. Often, overnight, the wilderness, which was still yellow and green, suddenly becomes white and snow-white. Then, it will not be until around May of the following year that the goddess of winter will reluctantly bid farewell to this vast land and slowly leave. So, it's fair to say that more than half of the year Bracada is shrouded in snowstorms and snowstorms. Especially in the two months before and after the New Year, it is known as the "snowstorm season", and it is rare to see a sunny day for dozens of days. Therefore, whether it is a human, a goblin, or even a strong clan such as Naga and Titan, they try to avoid and reduce the time spent outside during the blizzard season.

It's just that, due to the outright outbreak of the South-North Civil War, Bracada this winter is destined to be unpeaceful. And in order to be able to pass smoothly in the cold wind and heavy snow, and to reach Stormwind City on time, and at the same time take care of the relatively fragile bodies of the mages as much as possible so that they will not be damaged due to the arduous journey, Aquamarine City has really made the most adequate and detailed material preparations for the traveling Azure Mage Regiment. Including thirty wolf sleds, hundreds of Bracada sled dogs bred with special potions, auxiliary acolytes almost as large as the mage regiment, and of course, the well-equipped and strong Olympus squadron, this travel configuration is enough to ensure that the entire mage regiment can face the brutal environmental challenges of the ice field calmly. Even if it weren't for particularly bad weather conditions, the mage group could travel around twenty-five to thirty kilometers a day. And the speed of such a march has exceeded the average daily distance of the previous Azurite Legion.

Until the sixteenth day after departure. The Azure Mage Regiment has completed seventy-five percent of its scheduled itinerary. And in front of them, the majestic mountains of the A Coruña Mountains were already clearly visible. And walk more than 100 kilometers further, you can reach Stormwind City, the forward base of the Allied forces.

"Your Excellency Squadron Leader, the wolf rider scout reported that nothing suspicious was found within twenty kilometers." Could it be that on a sunny day, Margaret, dressed in red armor on the vast white ice field, is like a red rose in full bloom.

"Yes. We're about to enter the mountains, and we're close to a war zone. So. I ask the Wolf Cavalry Company to maintain twenty-four hours of uninterrupted scout reconnaissance from now on. At the same time, the reconnaissance range was extended to thirty kilometers. Moriarty stood at the front of the giant wolf sled, at his feet. Dozens of fierce dogs are working in unison to pull the sled, constantly moving quickly across the flat snow.

As the latest military snow transportation equipment developed by Blue Crystal City, the wolf sled has not only greatly improved the load capacity and length and width scale, but also has excellent ability to control and pass through bumpy terrain. Moreover, its characteristic forward-tilted high nose gives the skid good cut and steering at the same time. It is even more like a snow wolf with its head up and roaring. Hence the name wolf sled. If you take the Olympus squadron as an example, under the premise of full strength and full equipment, only ten Wolf types are needed to fully meet the needs. In the past, at least 40 to 50 sleds were needed.

"Thirty kilometers ... Once in the mountains, the terrain is not as flat as it is on the snowy fields. Is it too difficult? On the side, White asked in a low voice.

"Thirty kilometers is nothing. The Wolf Rider Company is guaranteed to complete the mission! However, it seems that the werewolf did not have any fear of hardship, and directly responded generously.

"In this way, all the wolf cavalry should come to me to make up for a 'breath of the wind' before they set out. How much can you save some energy and reduce point consumption. Glancing at Margaret and White respectively, Moriarty decided.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"Officer, what do you think of our final journey?" Nodding. Moriarty set his sights on Clausewitz on the other side. Similarly, the old werewolf rode on his own seat, parallel to the sleigh.

"Mountains have always been the ideal place for ambush warfare. Although the area north of Stormwind is still under the control of the Allies, we cannot ignore the possibility of a surprise attack by the enemy due to the existence of goblin airships. As you said before, Your Excellency. Sometimes a 'frog' that knows how to jump is more terrifying than a bison that can only blindly break in. The old werewolf said slowly as he continued to look at the far end of the horizon ahead without squinting.

"Are you worried that the goblins will use the 'frog jump' tactic and come directly to us for trouble?" White said in a deep voice.

"If the goblin commander in Yongville Valley has enough intelligence to back it up, judging by his previous command style, I think it's quite possible to mobilize a heavy force and bypass Stormwind to airdrop against us. After all, an entire Azure Mage Regiment only has one reinforced squadron of defensive strength, which is a tempting feast no matter how you look at it. ”

"However, you must know that the route and timetable of the Azure Mage Regiment are top secret. It's hard for me to imagine that goblins could get such important information. Hearing the old werewolf's words, White shook his head hesitantly: "And unlike the relatively thin Crimson Mage Regiment, we have a Grand Arcanist in charge. With such strength, it should be enough to dispel the unrealistic illusions of most people. ”

"Maybe." Clausewitz simply nodded noncommittally at White's objection and said no more.

"Your Excellency Squadron Leader, Master Depra, please come over for a moment." At this moment, one of the auxiliaries hurried to the front of Moriarty in a single-man sleigh, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Okay, I got it."

The High Mage's sleigh was located in the middle of the marching column, next to the position of Dean Figaro, so it wasn't easy for Moriarty to move through the fast-moving procession.

"Come on, I'll take you there." When she saw that Moriarty was about to jump off the sleigh and ride in the "car" of the communications auxiliaries, Margaret immediately urged the wolf under her to come closer.

"It's fine." Glancing at the werewolf, Moriarty smiled and jumped directly off the edge of the sled, and the balance and bouncing power of the third-level warrior ensured that it landed accurately and lightly on the wolf's back behind Margaret.

"Sit down!"

With a secret praise of Moriarty's neat movements, Margaret turned sharply and ran to the rear.

This is the first time that Moriarty has been "lucky" to ride Wolfgang's exclusive mount, although the feeling is very different from riding a horse, but I have to admit that in such a deep snow now, the wolf with a wide cushion is far better than ordinary horses in terms of running speed and smoothness. It even felt like sitting on a free-moving couch, and Moriarty couldn't help but have the idea of wanting to twist a few times and try her elasticity. In front of him, Margaret's long golden hair continued to flutter and rise with the oncoming wind. For the first time, Moriarty discovered that the werewolf had a very special dark fragrance on her body. It's not the pungent smell of perfume, it's not the natural milk-scent of a child, it's a very long-lasting fragrance. With a little restraint, it seems to be particularly playful. Before he knew it, Moriarty leaned forward and took a deep breath. And such movements and inhalations were immediately noticed by Margaret in front, and the werewolf couldn't help but flutter, but she was silent.

Looking at the couple of men and women who were rapidly moving away, White and Clausewitz both seemed to look at each other with different thoughts. Suddenly, I noticed the other party's attention, and they all turned back together.

The wolf's short sprint was fast, and in a few moments, Margaret was leading Moriarty to Depra's seat. However, fearing that the wolf's proximity might affect the sled dog pulling the cart, Moriarty jumped up from the werewolf's back again and jumped onto the sled that ran parallel several meters away.

And like the Grand Arcanist, as the number two person in Hockenheim and the Azure Mage Order, the High Mage also enjoys the special treatment of one person and one sled, and of course, there will be no shortage of pilots and attendants.

"Hehe, Moriarty, you're getting better and better, and you're really like a warrior." Seeing that the other party jumped over like a pure warrior, Depra stood at the mouth of the cabin on the sleigh, half admiring and half sighing.

"It's me who was rude." Moriarty stood firm and smiled slightly, then walked up to the high-level mage: "Master, is there anything you summoned me for?" ”

"That's right, there's a Coruña mountain range ahead, and I'd like to ask you what you're going to do." Depra returned to the cabin, and Moriarty followed.

"What does the master mean?"

"Shall we slow down and send someone to Storm City first, and ask the city lord to send a legion to meet us." Looking at the young mage in front of him, Depra frankly said what he was thinking: "It's not that he doesn't trust the combat power of the Olympus squadron, but after all, once he enters the real war zone, he may encounter risks at any time. Therefore, as the deputy head of the mage group, I need to think more about the safety of all members. ”

"Yes, your ideas are very thoughtful." Nor did Moriarty seem to feel any sense of contempt or distrust, and immediately nodded in agreement: "I immediately ordered the team to slow down, and at the same time sent a sleigh and two pairs of wolf riders to Stormwind City first. ”

"Well, then I'm relieved." The High Mage smiled and nodded, patting Moriarty on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"You don't have to send someone. Someone from the south has come to 'greet' us, it seems to be our goblin 'friend', so get ready. ”

But at that moment, the voice of Dean Figaro suddenly pierced through the bulkhead of the sleigh and passed in.

Hearing this, Moriarty and Depra's expressions changed at the same time. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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