It's already night, and heavy snow has covered the entire area, making the frozen soil even more unbearable.

Heavy snow covered the world, and even if there was no darkness to cover it, it was a situation where the eyes were blank, and the field of vision could only reach a few meters at most.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, when he can't see it, he can't do anything, and this is not the deadliest negative factor on this battlefield.

"It's cold! How many people survived this night. ”

Even in the eyes of the clansmen, the bear man chief Lund, who is as strong as an iceberg, is not an emotionless iron man, and it is cold enough that the northern snow will drop more than ten degrees after nightfall, and the mist breathed out can feel like it can freeze instantly.

Even if the orcs who can go to the battlefield are generally strong and strong, they are not iron men, and they still pay attention to the cold when they are fighting fiercely, and they need to find the command of the horn and battle flag in the darkness in front of them, and fight the most unacceptable street battles in the chaos, maybe they regard the assassin with the knife as their ally, and the head cut off with an axe is their own relatives and friends

In this case, according to the unspoken rules of the Northern War, both sides should have a truce and a temporary truce, so as to avoid the most unacceptable tragic ending of winning the war without anyone celebrating.

But now time is of the essence. Every moment of hesitation, countless lives have been lost, not to mention the truce between the two sides, at this time, everyone is eager to press the last strength, only to completely crush the opponent, in order to survive more.

Lund can imagine that an orc warrior has finally defeated his opponent, but the blood in the window has turned into bloody thin ice, and a large amount of blood loss has taken away a large amount of body. Walking slower and slower, he eventually froze to death next to his opponent's corpse.

Looking at the pitch-black harbor alley in front of him. It's like an abyssal beast with a big mouth. Smirking and waiting for food to come to the door.

Lund shivered inexplicably, he had an ominous premonition, I am afraid, he will not see the morning sun tomorrow.

This is not unfounded, Lund's keen sixth sense has accompanied him through countless life-and-death difficulties, but this time, he has no intention of listening to his instincts.

"Don't let other tribes underestimate our Talon tribe, press it all! We must not be left behind. The capture of this city and the complete destruction of the honor of the northern human race must belong to us! ”

"The god of war is protecting us! His Valhalla will have a seat for our warriors, and if we are destined to die here, let us see you at the Valhalla Banquet! ”

Utter utter utter utter hymns, but his warriors still respond to his call.

Silently taking a sip of the cold liquor, they stepped into a dark battlefield with firm eyes, and stepped into the huge mouth of the abyss that there was no return.

There is no hesitation, no timidity, no sacredness in this war without benevolence. There is no evil, all are fighting for their own race. Fight to be able to have more living space, fight for your race and your family will not survive this cruel holy war.

The city wall has lost its meaning, every moment, every place, there are warriors bleeding, fighting, human life has become very worthless at this moment, they are all mortals with physical bodies, even if they are war commanders of the gold rank, a shovel suddenly sticking out of the low bungalow can take your life.

"The Kasro tribe has lost contact, and twenty minutes ago, Master Kagma has also lost contact. The Sky Knights have asked for battle, and this is their blood letter! ”

"Lord Lund asked for reinforcements, the two wings under his command have lost contact, he has encountered obstacles, many soldiers are missing, and more fighters are needed to complete the siege."

"The wolf king marched to Shun Lì and had reached the predetermined area, but the soldiers under his command had lost more than forty percent, and he still refused to retreat."

Listening to the bad news, the corners of Eamon's eyes twitched, the tenacity of humanity far exceeded expectations, and the damn snow plunged the battlefield into the most brutal flesh grinder.

"Sue those Sky Knights, don't make trouble for me at this time, they don't know how they're going to fall when they take off. Even if I die, I have to die worthily. Reinforcements? Let the newly formed tribe give me a top."

The herald hesitated for a moment, the questioning words already on his lips, and finally swallowed it.

A newly formed tribe? It was the remnant tribes who had lost most of their tribe in the war, a group of remnants of the army who had been wounded, who had lost their chieftain, their tribal names and totems, and they came together.

Perhaps, they are not strong enough, but they are the seeds of the future, and when the seeds are about to be filled, it also illustrates the embarrassment of the orcs from one side.

But the military order is like a mountain, there is no room for a moment of hesitation in this time period, everyone understands the road of the brave to win on the narrow road, who can grit his teeth and persevere to the end, who is the new master of this land, and now it is time to compete for perseverance and sacrifice.

The losses of the orcs were so great, and for the humans, the battle was even more difficult to fight.

Dogfights without rules are a comprehensive assessment of individual strength, and the losses of human defenders who have lost the advantage of fortifications and defenses have skyrocketed, with a ratio of 1 to 2, 1 to 3, and even 1 to 10 casualties in local wars.

"We have long since retreated, and there will be defenseless people behind us! Losing Red Maple City is no different from losing the entire Northland, and we will become sinners of the entire human society, and our ancestors have already suffered disgrace for it. ”

Humanity has even more reason to retreat, this battle of protection cannot tolerate the slightest retreat, they are fighting to protect their homeland!

The snow will eventually stop, the sky will eventually brighten, and at that time, I don't know how many people will survive, and there will be more people over there who will survive, and they will naturally be victors.

But this night was not so good, and the nightmare in the dark shadows was about to move.

"Ahhh

In the alley, an orc soldier left only a single exclamation and disappeared without a trace.

On the other side, the same fate happened to his companions, and one by one they were dragged into hell by the black hands that suddenly stretched out from the ground.

"Ahhh

"Shamans. Destroy this city for me! ”

When the hands disappear one by one. Lund finally couldn't sit still. Under his orders, the elemental shamans no longer cherished what little magic they had, and after communicating with the elements, thunderstorms and seismic waves were summoned to the sky, and the houses of the entire city were razed to the ground.

And the mastermind behind the continuous disappearance of the orc soldiers was naturally exposed.

"Flowers?"

In front of him, however, it was a flower that was regarded as a rare luxury in the Northland, and Lund took the opportunity to study and investigate in the South. The familiar branches and colorful petals are exactly the same as in memory, only

"That's huge, isn't it?"

Yes, there was a garden in front of them, but the flowers in that garden were a little weird, and the offensive spells that could destroy the house had no effect on them, but among those flowers, there were more and more sunflowers, which were growing more and more, and they were two people tall. What looked like an ordinary flower garden on the ground was actually three times as tall as an ordinary flower.

A beautiful scenery with red flowers and green grass. The battle-hardened Lund gasped, and the strong sense of incongruity made him instinctively feel threatened, like a sense of crisis in his back, which made people instinctively want to pull their legs and run.

"Ah, isn't that the missing cartel, those flowers are eating him!"

Suddenly, those flowers collectively turned, and it turned out that the flowers were growing bloody mouths, and the flower fertilizer that was being torn and chewed among them was not the same as those missing colleagues.

One petal has only one large mouth full of canine teeth, and although it has no eyes, everyone knows that they have locked onto themselves, which is the instinct of predators to encounter natural predators.

"I'm broken!"

The scene was too weird to chill people's hearts, and Lund issued an order as soon as possible.

And in the next moment, the screams and wails of his colleagues sounded around him, and the wooden vines on the ground turned into coiled snakes, and at once the orcs were hoisted, while the sunflowers with their mouths wide open began to hunt on their own.

"Assault!"

The roaring bear king slammed the ground violently, his arms that were enough to shatter the boulder slammed to the ground, and the violent storm began to tear those wooden vines, and the shock wave spread out instantly, and the mystery of the holy order instantly destroyed the qiē in front of him, and when the qi ē came to an end, there were only the wails and temporary screams of his colleagues in front of him.

"It's okay. Quick, it's too evil here, let's get out of here. ”

As he gasped for breath on his knees, he noticed the desperation on the faces of his people, and when he turned back, he finally knew what had been wrong all along.

The hill not far away is slowly closing, but the place where he is standing is sinking, and if you look closely, what kind of hill is there, it is obviously a terrible bloody mouth!

"We've been dangling over this monster's mouth?"

The last sigh was meaningless, it was already dark, and the huge man-eating Kao finally closed his mouth, and with a crisp click, the bear king Lund, who was only one step away from the orc emperor, died.

"The modesty of the seven virtues, though perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him another name—the blood-soaked cannibalistic flower field."

Now that the worst result has been encountered, and the scheduled time has come, the black cat, which is destined to bring misfortune, has also awakened from its slumber.

"Heh, what a group of lovely children, it takes some time to unfold, and it is thanks to their blood. Without so much flower manure irrigation, they definitely won't grow that well. ”

Modest? Virtue? If the witch who gives the world a headache can make something positive and good, it is the most incredible.

Modesty is not a single plant, it is a field of flowers, a mixed field of countless species of man-eating plants, and their only characteristic is perhaps extremely aggressive.

Since the beginning of this war, Amira has planted a seed in Red Maple City, and how far this seed will grow in the end depends on how much blood and soul will be used to irrigate it.

Roland's arrogant Omar is undoubtedly the king of the Legion's warfare, and in response to Omar's Legion ability, Amira designed this cannibal garden, which also belongs to the Legion's category.

The special digestive juice of these man-eating flowers can easily melt bones, those soul grasses will devour souls, making the necromancer's spiritualism meaningless, and the nutrients obtained in battle can cause higher-level man-eating flowers, and eventually, after the giant earth eater appears. The battle should also be over.

Undoubtedly. This war has given Amira too much nourishment for her "modesty". Even if he has not entered the cycle of fighting to feed the war, several devourers of the earth have already been catalyzed and activated, and the perilous garden has long been waiting for new prey to come to the door, and the encounter with the bear king Lund is not a few.

"Hey, it seems that after this time, you will be on the natural disaster list again."

"Hmph, I won't surpass Roland again. I'm nowhere near as crazy and inhuman as he is. So mad. ”

Heloise wants to vomit badly, Amira When you say these words, can you not look regretful, with a face of "I'm not as good as him", do you want to compare who is more anti-human and bottomless.

"You really compare to him in everything, do you like him so much?"

"Who! Whoever likes him, I hate him to death, and when I get his technical information, I will make him fertilizer! ”

As soon as Roland is mentioned, the cunning Amira becomes like a schoolboy who has never been in love. Heloise wanted to tease her again, but the angry jumping senior suddenly stopped. He smiled out the window.

"How?"

"Unexpectedly, I actually caught a big fish, but, those out-of-control Beamon are a little troublesome, transfer two small swallows, well, don't get killed, it should be a very rare undead material, Roland will definitely be very happy. Maybe I'll be invited to vivisect together. Ah, I miss those old days. ”

Well, thinking of this, the senior sister smiled shyly, but Heloise was full of vomiting desires and didn't know how to vent.

But suddenly, Amira's face changed dramatically and she was surprised.

"My little swallow No. 2 and No. 4 were killed in an instant, this feeling of the withering technique of natural magic, is those elves!" ――

The betrayer will not be trusted, this is undoubtedly the iron law of the battlefield, because since you can betray once, then, when the price is higher, no one can guarantee that you will betray a second time.

And no matter in the history of that world, those rebels may have ended up in a high position, but they will never be truly trusted by the victors.

A gift from Cavins?

It's just another letter like Roland's letter, and even the sender is the same as Rose, but this time the signature is Cavins, the prince of the abyss.

Well, in fact, the content or something, there is no need to go into detail, it's nothing more than "We all know those ghost ideas of yours, didn't Roland just promise you an elf main god, the price on our side is higher, anyway, you haven't made your position clear yet, if you return to the embrace of chaos, the previous things are not to blame, how about I let those elf gods be your subordinates" and so on.

Of course, there is also a little threat in the end, and I mentioned a little that Rose's Divine Domain is already in the bottomless abyss, so be careful of the demon nobles organizing a group visit or something.

Rose is undoubtedly the ancestor and spiritual mentor of the Dark Elves, and loyalty and stupidity in the Dark Elves seem to be synonymous, and Rose's own character can be imagined.

So, Rose, who had already betrayed once, did not hesitate to betray the second time in the face of a higher price.

Of course, this is only part of the reason, and at a deeper level, Rose is not satisfied with the priesthood of the Northland Elves at all, what she wants is the priesthood of the Northland Guardian, and this has just fallen into the hands of the Sleepless.

Then, without driving humans out of the Northland, she could not become the true master of this land, so after just winning the Elven Civil War, she did not hesitate to send charcoal to the orcs.

Maybe it should be said that since the original goal of the alliance has been obtained, what she wants more is in front of her, so she directly turned her face and robbed it, and Cavins's letter only gave her a reason and helped her strengthen her determination to betray again.

At this time, Rose's new favorite, the high-level nature mage who had obliterated the Devourer of the Earth, was standing beside Emon, looking at Yiqi in front of him with great sighs.

"I didn't expect to go around and we came back here."

"Heh, it's just that last time you were our ally, and you still looked human, this time, it's an ally's dog, licking the bones and mouthing."

Emmon. The blood axe unceremoniously laughed at the elven mage in front of him, he looked down on this cunning and untrustworthy man from the bottom of his bones, especially since he had betrayed his own people, even if he was once a king.

Yes, this long-eared elven mage was indeed once a king, His Majesty Atrion of the Tassel Kingdom, but at this time, his complexion turned gray and black, and he was no longer a noble moon elf, but a new breed that fell into Rose's arms. Falling elves.

At this time, in the face of the loud ridicule of the beast barbarians who had been despised in the past, the original elf king's face was full of iron, and finally, he turned his head and left.

"I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong, I'm here for the continuation of our people, I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong! ”

It's just that, before he knew it, his nails had turned into his own hands, and he didn't know that his hands were covered with blood. (To be continued......)

PS: A chapter of nearly 5,000 words is presented, and there is another chapter tonight, but it is estimated that it will be later