Tethered to a tree, Vicol pulled out his pen-circled map and scrutinized the narrow canyon in front of him: yes, this was the slope that the Corruptor might pass through.

Although no one ordered me to survey here, as a free sentinel, I should judge for myself...... Rubbing his somewhat stiff hands, Vicol turned around and looked in the direction of Beihaiwang with great concern: now that the two armies were fighting, it was obvious that a sentry of his own would not be of much help in the frontal battle. Therefore, in order to prevent the Corruptor army from sneaking up from the rear, Vicol decided to lurk in his estimated location for a while, studying the map day and night in order to find the most likely section of the road for the enemy to set foot in.

To be honest, Snow Raven felt that it didn't matter in the end whether the Children of Ice or the Children of Frost won the battle against the outpost. Although he has not yet recovered from the shadow of his brother's death, Vicol has truly stopped hating the Icerock Man. Because the more he thought about it these days, the more he felt that Lord Mace's guess might be right - the will of the leader of the Children of Frost had probably been manipulated. Even, the Ice Rock Lord sitting on the throne may be a clone. Then the soldiers who were ordered to attack at night were not at fault themselves, and they really shouldn't have diverted their hatred to them.

Then the account can only be counted on the Black Ice Death...... Pinching the pipe in his pocket, Vicol suppressed his craving and kept telling himself not to smoke: the thin smoke might reveal his place. Leaning down into the snowy bushes, Vicol stretched the map and approached it: it was so badly painted with black pencils. He drew all the possible routes of the enemy's movement on it, and before finally reaching the end of the North Sea Lookout, he would pass through this canyon and snow track.

Probably right...... Looking at the map, Snow Crow couldn't help but feel a little weak: he had predicted the route of the army based entirely on his early experience as a hunter. But the Corruptor isn't a snowdeer after all, will it really be what he expected?

After lurking in the bushes for a long time, Vicor finally heard the expected footsteps. Excitedly putting away the map, the snow crow raised his body slightly and lowered his hood: Here it is.

Tearing open a gap in the bushes, the Snow Raven slowed down as much as he could: hordes of Corruptor soldiers walked in front of him, all heavily armed with a full suit of armor he'd never seen before. Such a close reconnaissance made Vicor's heart beat wildly: the blue light of their eyes was clearly visible in the snow and fog, and the number of enemy troops was so large that the white fog around them was faintly dyed blue. The entire army was lifeless, with a dark aura of fear and death everywhere.

I was right, they had passed through here, and they had waited here for so long, thinking that there was no more fun, and that I really shouldn't have doubted how well I had studied the map...... Secretly glad that the gains from this free reconnaissance trip were so huge, Vicol nervously recalled the map in his mind: according to the direction and speed of the march, it would probably take more than two hours to reach the nearest ice outpost.

In any case, I must warn both sides as soon as possible, and I believe that they will definitely stop immediately and deal with the corruptor who wants to take advantage of it...... Can't believe the tragic death of the two armies copied by the corrupted together, Snow Crow can't help but feel a chill in his heart. But in the next moment, a glorious and heavy sense of mission filled Vikol's mind, dispelling the fear: the chain reaction of the undelivered information forced him to pull himself together.

If he loses, the two armies that are fighting fiercely will inevitably be completely annihilated. Once this happens, then the town will not escape and will definitely fall. The tens of thousands of dead will be contaminated into corrupters, increasing the enemy's strength. And the two outposts will also be taken in by the enemy and garrisoned. Once the town is occupied, the sea will be blocked, cutting off many supplies from being transported.

At the same time, the corrupt can also use the completely fallen Beihaiwang as a base, and constantly send troops to put pressure on the two cities that are extremely close. At that time, Eternal Winter City will be completely surrounded by enemies on all sides. Thinking about it this way, Vicol strengthened his conviction and replaced the lingering trepidation with excitement: "As a child, once I send out information, I will save tens of thousands of lives. Broadly speaking, this is about the survival of the Frozen Lands and the entire World Tree Thirteen Worlds. No matter what, it can't fail - even if it's to be worthy of the Order of the Snow Raven and the three-story house.

Just as he was about to exit the bush and leave, one of the Corruptors suddenly stopped and turned to look this way. Bending down in a hurry, Vicol remained motionless, low on the snow. The fear that had just been dispelled struck again, and Vicol trembled and clenched the sword at his waist, ready to fight back if he pounced.

The icy gaze swept over the snow crow's back, causing Vicol to shudder, and the palms of his hands clenching the hilt of his sword began to sweat and slip in the cold wind. Forcibly suppressing the trembling, Vicol held his breath and kept praying to the dragon god: the dragon god bless...... Don't find me, don't find me!

It seems that the dragon god saw that this information was related to the survival of the entire people, and it really blessed Vikol, and the corruptor who was close at hand did not even notice him. Seeing the enemy turn and follow the group, the sentry finally breathed a sigh of relief. The moment he met the enemy's eyes made his whole body feel weak, and his heart felt as if it was about to freeze.

For fear of making the enemy suspicious again, Vikol, who did not dare to act rashly, remained crouching and did not move. However, the length of this army was beyond the Snow Crow's imagination, and it was enough for Vicor's calves to squat and go through it all. Silently calculating the approximate number of enemy troops, Vicol continued to feel palpitations in his heart: the enemy army was about 6,000 men.

I don't even know any of these guys' armor, maybe they all came from the Frozen Wasteland...... Besides, what other way can we get so many corrupt people than to get troops from there? Thinking of the folk speculation that the tens of thousands of corrupted Eurasian armies had been thawed, Vikol's heart became heavy: it seemed that the total strength of the enemy was several times that of here.

If the previous heroes hadn't discovered the teleportation circle, I'm afraid that Eternal Winter City would have been attacked by an irresistible surprise. It was also thanks to the four of them that we were able to prepare a plan to deal with the Dragon Knight and the Meat Monster in advance...... After not seeing them after the last mission, Vicol had some lingering regrets: in fact, even if he did see them, he would not have much to say, at best, he glanced at the two rare Aiya from a distance. And I heard Captain Eders say that there is a golden retriever who is a snarky prickly who likes to make trouble with others, and is very difficult to get along with.

Finally, when the sound of the enemy's footsteps began to blur, the snow crow staggered back with his squatting calves and crawled out of the grass. Rising and galloping, he rushed into the woods and rushed towards the Ice Rock Outpost.