Before dawn breaks, it is the darkest time of the day, but it is also the most rigid stage of the brain of creatures that are not accustomed to running at night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is suitable for a person to think, suitable for thinking about people who should not be missing, and more suitable for killing.

The Ash Tribe is a tribe that is extremely close to the size of a medium-sized tribe, and it has fallen into silence in the middle of the night, although the Terran cavalry has been extremely active here recently, but it has only been attacking those weak tribes, which obviously shows that the number and strength of these humans are extremely limited, so those weak tribes have been terrified these days, but a tribe of the level of Ash has completely settled down after the initial uneasiness-

They were confident that if those human cavalry dared to attack their tribe, they would definitely be able to keep them coming back.

This is based on the confidence of the strong and brave warriors of the tribe.

While the werewolves of this tribe were still asleep, a team silently swam to the high slope near this tribe.

Ernest drove the war horse under his crotch, the war horse's mouth bit a crude homemade device to prevent unnecessary noise when approaching, his appearance was as lean as ever, but he had a heroic spirit that ordinary people could hardly match, this lean middle-aged man looked at the werewolf tribe in the hazy moonlight, and his eyes exuded a dazzling light -

It's finally here!

As one of the guards of the border city of the Kingdom of Gubit, whether it was to allow the civilians to break through, or because of the corruption from within, he was defeated after all, and he was not able to defend the city. And as a defeated general, the horse leather shroud, exhausted to die in battle was the greatest glory he could pray for, he never thought that he could still stand here, looking down on the silent tribe.

The sound of breathing was steady and long, followed by the soldiers when he was still a general, and the expressions of each soldier were extremely calm, even if they understood their current identity and what they were about to do, but none of the more than thirty soldiers frowned.

They have long put life and death on the line.

For glory, but even more for the sake of dead comrades!

"Come on."

Ernest tightened the reins of his horse, and a quiet voice rang in the ears of every warrior:

"Guys, allow me to use that name one last time."

The middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and a touch of remembrance appeared on his fierce face, a touch of tenacity, and his eyes opened again, and there was a proud and bright light shining in his pupils.

A low but arrogant voice sounded with a surging murderous intent -

"Swoop, Falcon Warrider !!"

Trample!

A soft sound opened the prelude to the attack, the sound of horses' hooves was controlled to a faint and imperceptible degree with exquisite horsemanship, and after not needing to cooperate with those mercenaries and ordinary warriors, the restrained riding skills of the falcon warriors were fully exerted, silent and swift, and under the black night, a whole team of knights was like a silent war eagle flying under the dark sky, approaching the sleeping tribe with deadly claws.

Each knight is adjusting the position of his comrades with each other, maintaining the maximum damage while naturally completing the cover for the vital points of his comrades, like a black eagle flapping its wings, accompanied by the night wind, the man led by him raised the riding spear in his palm.

Crash~

A black light burst out, and there seemed to be a faint long cry of a falcon rising into the sky, cracking gold and jade, and shocking the sky and suppressing the clouds.

The next moment, in the midst of a bang, the gate of the Ash Tribe was completely reduced to ruins.

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Obadiah, a werewolf officer in his thirties, was ordered by his immediate boss to leave Norlandia with the orders of General Hobson and led his army out of Norlandia, and he was the highest-ranking general in the newly occupied city, leading 2,000 valiant werewolf warriors to defend a prosperous city that might belong to the royal court in the future.

He is very proud, but he also has a strong unwillingness - as a werewolf general in the prime of life, his fate should be to fight for his life on the front battlefield, not to stick to the rear, there is no way to feel the incisive pleasure of the long knife piercing the flesh and blood, there is no fragrance of blood, and most importantly, there is no military exploits, and there is no conspicuous glory.

Therefore, when the message of the Ash Ministry's call for help was transmitted through the rune stone, his anger and murderous aura were almost instantly dispelled by the excitement, and he picked up the battle axe that would never leave his side, put on his battle armor, and was ready to wake up the werewolf warrior army sleeping here, and crush the abominable bed bug to death.

At that time, General Hobson, who was disturbed by this bug, would not have minded giving him the glory he deserved!

"General...... What are you going to do with this outfit? ”

At this moment, a curious voice came, which made his footsteps pause, and his eyes turned sideways, an elegant man in a human robe was standing there with his hands in his hands, looking gentle and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which made his whole person look like a scholar, but his blood-colored eyes gave him a touch of evil charm, like a blood moon in the night, beautiful and deadly.

"Oh, it's Baron William, hahaha, Your Excellency the Baron still got up so early."

Obadiah recognized this elegant man, or the Blood, most of the werewolves are good at tackling fortifications, and lack of resourcefulness, the other party is Hobson's staff officer who was dug from the Bloodline, and he did show remarkable talent in the war, even a rude man like Obadiah who did not have any good feelings for the Bloodline also had a lot of respect for him, laughed and said hello, and said without concealment: "The Ash Tribe has found that jumping bug, and has trapped them!" ”

"General Ben is going to take the lives of those human beings, do you want Your Excellency Baron to join us, this is a great achievement, hahaha!"

"Found out?!"

William's expression was stunned, then his eyes flickered slightly, the idleness on his face retracted, his eyes looked at Obadia, who was dressed in battle armor, and said slowly: "Then if your guess is correct, Your Excellency General plans to take the city guards out and strangle those humans?" ”

"That's nature!"

Obadiah swung his fist heavily, and the sharp fangs showed the corners of his lips, making his expression look extremely vicious and brutal: "This general is going to wipe them all out, and only by crushing the bones of the bastard in the lead bit by bit can I relieve the hatred in my heart!" ”

"But if the general leads the troops to the battle, then the defense of this place must be empty, if that group of humans divides their troops into two groups and attacks Norlandia at this time, then it is likely to be beaten down alive, and the general ......" William organized his own language, trying not to touch the irritable nerves of the werewolf general, and said slowly: "It is indeed merit to be able to kill those humans, but this credit is nothing compared to the safety of Nolandia, in fact, as long as you can hold the city firmly during this time, why not a credit?" ”

"General, listen to my advice, don't lose a big one because of a small one."

William's earnest persuasion made Obadiah look stunned, and a look of hesitation and struggle appeared on his face, obviously thinking of the terrible consequences, but at this moment, the rune stone on his waist suddenly lit up, and a familiar voice sounded from that end.

"Yo, Your Excellency the Werewolf General, this is also one of the return gifts, please don't be polite."

The frivolous words, accompanied by the terrible screams of the werewolf when he was dying, made Obadiah's face look terrible, and the previous hesitation was completely swept away, William's heart suddenly burst, and he just wanted to continue to persuade, a gust of evil wind sounded, and the battle axe directly turned into a black light, slashing the void and landed firmly on his shoulder, and the werewolf general's voice mixed with anger and murderous aura sounded: "Your Excellency, you should have heard that voice, it is the human leader!" He's all there, and you tell me who else can attack this city? ”

"Where my people were slain, and you want me to hold on to the city? Don't talk about it, Your Excellency! I have made up my mind, fighting for the lives of my people, even General Hobbes can't say anything, and for the sake of the city, I will leave you with a thousand werewolf soldiers, which is enough to deal with all problems! ”

The tomahawk was raised in a wry smile from the Blood Advisor, and the next moment, the werewolf general's roar resounded through the city's barracks.

"Rally !!"

A moment later, nearly 2,000 werewolf cavalry straddled their mounts, led by a rugged general, and rushed into the distance, but Obadiah, who was bent on meritorious service, did not realize that on the other side of the city, two sharp blue lights flashed away.

Behind that green light, the spear was sharp, and it became a forest.

PS: Today's first update is presented, I hope you can like it.