Chapter 20: The Wind and Snow (Part II)

There is only one conclusion from beginning to end, that is, to stick to the end.

Unable to get 50,000 troops to fight the nearly 400,000 Confederate Coalition Army, unless Sloan is crazy, not to mention the enemy's reinforcements are still rushing to the battlefield.

Where would he be able to flee after the city was broken?,Sloan thought to himself in despair.

Snowstorm, city walls.

"The number of these Southerners is really terrifying!" a recruit who had been forcibly conscripted into the army couldn't help but sigh timidly as he looked at the oppressive army under the city.

"Yes, if one day they suddenly decide to attack the city, we won't be able to hold it!" another young soldier agreed.

"You little devils, don't worry at all. An old soldier sitting with his back against the wall heard their conversation and interjected disdainfully.

"How do you know? There are 400,000 soldiers on the other side!" asked the recruit, surprised.

"The walls of this Wind and Snow City are cast on thousands of years of ice, and they are dozens of times harder than ordinary stones. The veteran added impatiently.

"I see. The recruits were visibly relieved to hear this.

"And you should think with your ass, it's winter now, it's snowstorming all day and night, how can they climb this hundred-meter-high city wall, can't they fly over?!" the veteran said and yawned, tucking his head into his collar, "What the hell is this weather!"

"Hahaha~" The two recruits suddenly came to their senses and giggled like idiots.

Blizzard, outside the city

"All the troops are on standby!!," Edward roared hoarsely, and the shouts of hundreds of thousands of soldiers behind him resounded through the sky.

Caesar was sitting on the back of a tall saber-toothed tiger at the moment, coldly surveying the snow-covered battlefield.

Beside him appeared a thin figure, whose entire face was hidden under the cloak, apparently a magician.

"My king, everything is ready. The magician leaned his face close to Caesar's ear, and his hoarse voice made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Then let's get started!" Caesar's eyes suddenly became fierce, and at the same time, he drew the long sword in his hand and swung it forward fiercely.

Blizzard, in the air.

"So, what is that?!" a huge black shadow flashed through the dense clouds.

"Allah Bless you, dragon! it's a dragon !!" The soldiers on the city wall hurriedly threw their weapons aside, and immediately prostrated on the ground, kneeling and praying towards the huge figure.

The dragon's entire body was covered in pitch-black scales, and its amber eyes were filled with pure magic. The curved claws were attached to the wings that covered the sky and the sun, and they slammed down at a height of hundreds of meters.

As one of the most ancient and mysterious beasts on the continent, the dragon is only surpassed by the powerhouses of the Holy Rank!

I saw the black dragon's body slammed and swooped towards the ground.

The magician beside Caesar appeared on the dragon's back at this moment! He recited the incantation quickly in his mouth, and the light emitted by the wand in his hand became more and more intense.

There was a crucial reason why Caesar's Confederate Army was slow to enter the city.

The gates of Blizzard City can only be opened with the mechanisms inside the city, and it is impossible to find the entrance from the outside world. As far as the eye can see, it is completely smooth ice.

The dragon suddenly stopped fifty meters above the city wall, and just as the guards on the city wall were in shock, the dragon suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and the golden light in it was faintly visible.

"Get down! it's the Dragon Flame!! Some timid soldiers rushed down the ice stairs leading to the city, for fear of being swallowed by the Dragon Flame.

The breathtaking scene in front of them will never be forgotten by all those who experienced this battle firsthand.

Golden flames erupted from the dragon's mouth, carrying the energy to destroy everything, but its target was not the soldiers on the city walls, but the walls of Blizzard City, which had not been transformed for thousands of years!

The dragon flame burst violently on the surface of the city wall, and even the earth was shaken! Tongues of fire frantically licked the surface of the city wall, blooming with brilliant golden flowers.

The ice began to dissolve under the unimaginable heat, and the surface of the city wall gradually sunken.

After tens of seconds, the dragon finally ran out of mana, turned its head and flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

The city of wind and snow, which is known as never falling, suddenly has a huge gap at this time!

"We are born shadows, and we should be fearless!" said Edward, shouting a slogan as he pointed his spear forward.

A black contingent rushed out of the long army, like a rushing lightning, far outpacing the other armies.

The defenders of the city saw hundreds of pitch-black horses galloping towards them, and the people on the horses were all dressed in black, holding spears made of black iron in their hands.

"It's the Shadow Knights!!" the guard exclaimed.

The Knights of Shadow are one of the three famous knighthoods and the most powerful knights in teamwork.

From this, one can imagine what an amazing force the charge of the two hundred and twenty Shadow Knights was!

At this time, there was a commotion in the city wall, and in the next second, a silver team rushed out of the gap, each knight was wearing a white robe, and in his hand was a long sword made of Mithril, reflecting a cold light.

The black and white cavalry slammed into each other, and the weapons in the hands of the knights let out a mournful roar in the snow.

Caesar's plan was halfway through: use the dragon's breath to melt the walls, and then let the Shadow Knights enter the city as the vanguard, and the rest of the army will rush in.

Edward looked at the white expanse in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

After some time, he realized that he had entered the city of Wind and Snow, and there were terrified eyes everywhere around him.

He suddenly rolled over and dismounted, and walked into a hut. After making sure that there was no one else in the house, Edward took out a teleportation scroll from his bosom, which was given to him by the Prime Minister that day.

He let out a long sigh and slowly unfolded the scroll, on which intricate magical symbols floated. He bit his finger and dripped blood on it.

The scroll suddenly radiated a dazzling light, gradually forming a six-pointed star array at Edward's feet.

He stood still in the center of the magic circle and closed his eyes. A young man in a white robe and a silver spear appeared in his mind, his eyes were as firm as a rock, and the corners of Edward's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

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"Filin, it's time to get up and get something to eat. Ellie's brisk voice echoed through the room.

Warm sunlight poured down from the windowsill and sprinkled on the petals of the dream flower beside the bed, and the girl approached him, trying to wake him up.

only to find that Fei Lin's face was like ashes, cold sweat the size of a bean broke out on his forehead, and his whole body was trembling violently.

"Lord Aven!" Ellie screamed and ran out of the room.