"Gnoll people should live in warm places. A soldier said.

"Obviously," said another soldier, who was much older than the former, "they were lured in." "Gnolls are uncommon in the cold Highlands Normans, but they can be found everywhere there is fresh flesh, and in the spring after every battle with the Orcs, the soldiers of Thundercastle need to be wary of whether the gnolls will raid villages and settlements while they are recuperating.

"Or they were forced to come. Said the pastor next to them.

"How many can you see?" asked one of the knights, the priest was still very young and had not been away from her mentor for long, but the god she was following was none other than Suron, and today was the full moon, and Suron's priest could pray to the ancient goddess for superhuman vision, insight, and intuition, which allowed her to see everything in the blizzard.

"Less than three hundred. The priest calmly said, "It's just a sentinel and a striker." ”

"I can already smell the stench of trolls and orcs. The knight said, "Prepare for fire." ”

The gnolls were not afraid of the bright light, but the bright light was not to their liking, and the Normans did not hesitate to wrap flannel and fine cotton around the pine branches, and then submerged it in a thick grease, which, once lit, allowed the light of the torch to shine two hundred paces away, and the light of the rising sun spread over the snow-covered wasteland, illuminating the shadows that could only be described as shadows.

Gnolls are taller than humans, but their bodies look very thin, their heads are the head of a hyena with gray-yellow or earth-gray hair, their eyes are red like blood, most gnolls have their mouths closed, their saliva condenses in their jaws, and freezes into cloudy Xiaoice columns, and when they walk, they habitually poke their heads forward, their backs bent, and hold animal femurs or stones in their hands.

At the moment when the fire was lit, all the Normans screamed, not only screaming, but also stomping their feet hard, the habit of the gnolls is very simple, if the number of enemies far exceeds them, they will flee, and now the Normans have more than six thousand, and the relative gnolls are less than three hundred, the problem is that these disgusting guys just hesitated for a while, and then pounced desperately.

There is something more terrible behind them than humans.

The humans were far outnumbered, but they didn't have many weapons, spears and daggers were the only ones they had, and they couldn't throw them out to shoot the enemy, and the soldiers climbed to the top of the carriage with their spears in hand— They all have experience in dealing with gnolls, and gnolls use weapons like humans, but because few gnolls know how to buy and sell, and they don't know how to use swords, their weapons are rudimentary, but the strength of gnolls can make up for this disadvantage, and when they lose their weapons and use their bare hands, some fledgling mercenaries and adventurers will think that they have lost the power to hurt others and become negligent, but they don't know that this is the most dangerous time.

A gnoll bit its weapon, the femur of an unknown animal, into its mouth, stretched out its long, curved limbs and jumped onto the axle of the carriage with a single jump, its claws embedded deep in the carriage, and the leather covering the carriage was immediately torn open, revealing the thick and solid ice and snow inside—which the Normans had urgently collected and piled up, otherwise the gnoll could easily get into a carriage, and then go through and jump into the crowd. A sharp spear fell from the sky, from behind the base of its ear, the weakness of almost all living things, and it stabbed straight in, and as it pulled out, the stinking blood spurted on the gray-white snow and ice in a strange and uncomfortable picture.

The soldier barely had a moment to catch up with another gnoll, taller and taller than his kind, not so thin as to look, and wearing iron armor - mutilated, but a sign of its status in the group - The soldier and his companions fought it together, its weapon was only a stone, and even a leader it was a gnolll who knew nothing about martial arts, and just as it howled and tried to knock out the marrow of one of the soldiers, a second spear pierced its claws, and its weapon fell from the top of the carriage, but that was not the end of it, the gnolls roared, lowering their bodies, their forelimbs almost close to the roof of the carriage, their hind paws scratching deep marks on the snow and ice, and it bared its teeth at them, and pounced like a real beast. Biting and scratching, the soldier who pierced its claws was swept off the carriage and fell to the ground with a single negligence, he thought he was going to die this time, but he didn't look back on his life as the legend says, instead, his attention was focused on the filthy and smelly mouth, and he could see one of the missing teeth in the shadow of the jackal.

But in the next moment, the light suddenly returned to his vision, and the hyena's head flew out with its mouth wide open, and the claws that pressed him suddenly lost its strength, and a foot in a steel boot kicked the gnoll's body away from the soldier, and before the soldier could thank him, he was pulled in by his companion through the open gap.

The knights were allowed to take their swords and chainmail with them, but they were not the main force in the fight against the gnolls, knowing that behind them there were enough drivers and leaders to devour five thousand humans.

The mages inspected their dimensional bags, and the casting materials were almost all monopolized by Dylan's mages, and they had to collect the casting materials themselves without swearing allegiance to Dylan, and it was almost winter, and they had a hard time getting even rose petals and cobwebs.

"How's your spell going?" asked an orc, who had been mingling with humans for many years, and who had come very close to humans in terms of dress and language, and who were not as respectful as the people of the Wuthering Plains, who gave him a vicious look, "You can see it right away." He no longer spoke, but knelt down and prayed reverently, and as he stretched out his withered arms into the darkness, a wind that seemed to come from the mourning wasteland, or rather a colder, sharper wind, made the previous orcs take a step back, a small step, but it had already made a great mistake.

An arrow pierced the priest's eye, revealing a glittering arrow from the back of his head, but the orcs didn't have to worry about being sacrificed alive for this mistake, because the arrows exploded almost as soon as the priest returned to the beast god, and the explosion spread twenty feet around, and even the ground under the snow was lifted, and the filthy flesh was splattered everywhere.

Just as humans don't know when the gnolls and orcs arrived, the gnolls and orcs don't know when the elves and white-robed people arrived.

The quality of reinforcements is far better than quantity. The elves of the Silvercrown Forest were not young children who had just returned from their travels, but old men who had fought against Orc invasions with Berdwin and Kerribben several times, and even two of them who had been baptized by the Havoc of a thousand years ago, and the white-robed ones—either Tyre, or the priests and paladins of Rosada, and a few human rangers who often roamed the Normans and the Wuthering Plains, except for the elves, who had come at Leona's invitation.

"Hope we're not too late!" cried an elf.

"You're never too late!" replied one of the knights.

The people laughed loudly, and they had to fight countless enemies, but so what, they knew they were going to win.

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"We have lost three hundred and twenty-four soldiers," said Adelle, "and fifteen knights and six hundred civilians. ”

"Compared to the last time, this rate is already very low. Xiu said, taking the small rolled up note from Adair's hand, and placing it on the whale candle to burn it.

Adel sighed, "Thankfully, we have three more mages. ”

"How many soldiers, knights, and mages are left in Thundercastle now?"

"There are seven more mages—if you're talking about our mages, but they've all sworn allegiance to Dylan," Adel said, "and as for the soldiers, they're probably ten thousand, knights...... I don't know the exact number, but if they were to stay, they would have to bow to Dylan. ”

"Maybe that's fine. Xiu said, "I can't imagine the stupidity of just a few mages floating around on the double walls of Thunder Castle. ”

Even though Adel was weighing on the weight of nearly a thousand lives, he couldn't help but show a brief smile at this virtual sight: "Dylan won't allow it, that's too ugly, it is said that even Grenada has millions of soldiers and knights." ”

"Dylan Donclay's idea might be to make Norman, or at least Castle Thunder, the second Grenada," said Hugh, and then they were silent for a moment over the terrible idea: "I think we need to pray that he will learn from them seriously." ”

Xiu may have wanted to lighten the mood, but apparently his words had the opposite effect, Adel restrained his smile, he walked behind the table, sat down, his fingers touched the table, and a translucent miniature side island appeared in front of them, "We're going to take in five thousand people." He said, "Let's see where we should put them." ”

"I think it's a good opportunity," Xiu said, walking over and staring at the model on the side island, "I mean your nephew, we can't send him back to the Temple of Flo right now, but we can give him to a new Norman family, one with the same blond hair." ”

"The point is that his facial features are too refined. Adel said bitterly, although there were blondes among the Normans, but when they were children, they had already revealed the rough atmosphere of the northern clan, and putting Anrui's son in it was like putting an egg in a kiwi, which was too conspicuous.

"Of course the boy can't," Xiu said, "but the girl can, let him bask in the sun more." ”

"He's going to hate you to death. Adair said.

"I'm just making a suggestion," Xiu said solemnly, "and of course you're the one who makes the final decision." ”

Adel said a foul remark that he would never have said when he was in the White Tower, but after a long time with the soldiers and knights, the priests of Rosada were not as pure and immaculate as they had been.

"I wish I could hear that too. Xiu said with a smile, and then he frowned again.

Adelle's nephew, of course, would not hide the strangeness of Mei Mi, and when Xiu and Adel arrived at the temple of Fro, they found that it had become a vast swamp of beauty and fragrance - everyone they saw was having a frenzied exchange, everything outside had lost its influence on them, and the sound they made was like someone stirring the fermented entrails vigorously, making gestures that would amaze even the most knowledgeable veteran, and everywhere they passed through was filled with a rich and strange smell similar to that of fragrant pea flowers— The point is, as long as you get close to it, you will be affected, even the soldiers who are on guard around are no exception, uh, Xiu really hopes that they won't be too embarrassed when they come to their senses.

In fact, even Xiu was almost captured by a priest Flo, if it weren't for the fact that there was a priest by his side.

They found Mei Mi in the sea, she seemed to be asleep, but soon she woke up, and when she woke up, all the visions disappeared, leaving only a group of exhausted men and women who fell to the ground and fell asleep, and they might need to recuperate for many days to recuperate—all of them were puzzled, including Mei Mi, but Xiu's instincts told him that Mei Mi was not ignorant.

"Why don't you use spells?" asked Xiu, Mei Mi looked like she was drowning at that time, and Adel should have prayed to the God of Morning Light for the revival of the magic at the first time, and Mei Mi could be said to be their friend anyway.

Because I don't dare to use Rosada's magic on a possible god incarnation, Adel said in his heart, but he couldn't tell Xiu that this danger didn't need more people to bear, and Mei Mi should think so too.

At this time, a eunuch came to tell them, and a priest from Flor said that there was something important to tell them at once.

An ominous premonition swept over Adele, and when Pastor Flo entered, his premonition became a reality.

Mei Mi is missing.

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"A woman!" exclaimed the lookout hanging from the mainmast in horror, "a woman!

The captain of the Sparrow, Cowbert, stopped at once, grabbed a brass monoculars from his waist and looked in the direction the lookout had pointed out, he thought he would see a girl in the hazy morning fog who had fallen overboard but had survived holding a plank or barrel, but he was wrong.

It was a graceful woman, and although he could not see her face because of the distance and mist, he could clearly distinguish that she was not sinking in the water, but running fast on it.

As if she had spotted Colbert's snooping, she turned her head, her eyes glowing with silver light met those of the captain of the Sparrow, and Su Lun's believer suddenly felt the pain of Hitomi as if he had been pricked by a needle, he dropped the binoculars, pressed his hand to his eyes, and blood flowed out of his fingers.

When the crew tried to ask the lookout what he had seen, they found that he was dead.

(To be continued.) )