Kenroth is galloping south. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He rode a carefully selected Northland reindeer under his crotch, which was a reward for his current high position, and a display of authority.

You must know that in the past, Kenrot, who was still the little lord of the Ice Lake Lord, tried his best to get a Northland reindeer, but in the end he was not able to do so.

It was still a Northland reindeer that had been retired from the Iron Medal of the Northland.

So from then on, it was a lifelong wish for Kenrot, a small lord of the Frozen Lake Lord, to be able to get a Northland reindeer to mount.

At that time, Kenroth really never dreamed that he would achieve such an achievement today.

Well, achievement, it can already be said to be an achievement, right?

After all, counting up several generations, the Ice Lake Territory has never produced a big name like Kenrot, right?

When the time comes, how will the king of the north reward himself?

Deputy Commander of the East Coast Coalition Forces?

Or is it a chance to ......

Kenroth couldn't help but reverie for a moment, but was soon interrupted by the sound of hooves behind him.

A general who had been ordered to go south with Kenroth to support, and was one of the most prestigious of the people who supported Artoria's faction, quickly moved his mount under his crotch a few times, and rode with Kenrot.

Kenroth glanced at his red lizard, which was supposed to be an extremely rare species among ice lizards, and his eyes flashed with dissatisfaction.

Of course, the main dissatisfaction is that this person is already on a par with himself, which is a kind of encroachment and a challenge to his own authority.

Kenroth originally felt that this group of people did not obey him from the bottom of his heart at all, but only said to obey, and now, he felt so even more.

So his tone couldn't help but feel a little bad, and said, "Aloran, is there anything wrong with you?"

Aloran, he remembered the name of this damn brat, this kid was the son of a big lord in the western region, he was of noble birth, otherwise he would not have been able to use the red lizard as his mount, what a damn little thing, he had enjoyed all his wealth since he was a child.

Thinking like this, Kenroth became more and more angry, he snorted coldly, raised his eyes as high as he could, and made a haughty appearance in order to show his might, while deliberately accentuating his tone, as if reprimanding.

"Commander Kenrot, we're a little too slow. The Northland general named Aloran was neither humble nor arrogant, he was just stating a fact.

"Are you questioning me?" Kenrot was already convinced that this guy was here to provoke.

Or, take it a step further, this guy, is it going to ......

He remembered what he and Seriphine had done to Artoria and couldn't help but get nervous.

As soon as he was nervous, his hand rested on the long knife at his waist.

His action immediately stimulated Aloran, who was already extremely nervous.

Aloran's reaction was even more rapid, and he drew his knife directly.

This drawing of the knife has his knee-jerk reaction from years of hard work, as well as his dislike for this Kenrot's heart.

So he slashed it straight out.

Kenroth didn't have any real skills at all, and at best he was a little clever, otherwise he wouldn't have been in the Ice Lake for so long.

Now in the face of Aloran's sudden stab, he has no room for resistance at all.

With this knife, Aloran directly beheaded Kenrot.

When Kenrot's body split in half, blood rushing into the sky, the entire marching party was silent for a second.

No one expected that such a thing would happen suddenly.

Aloran was also stunned for a second, he didn't expect Kenrot to be so vulnerable.

But then, he immediately calmed down, wiped the blood on his face, and then cut off Kenrot's head with a knife, put it in his hand, turned to the large army behind him and said: "We are going to rescue General Artoria, this person, want to harm General Artoria, now I kill him, I am going to save General Artoria, those who are willing to come, follow me." ”

And when he had said that, he turned his horse's head and went away to the south-west, without looking back.

After an interval of about a minute, most of them followed suit, and no one looked at Kenroth more.

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It's getting a little close to dusk.

Sephine looked at the yellowish earth outside the city, which was stained a little yellow by the sun in the west, and fidgeted a little.

This unwarranted uneasiness made him involuntarily deduce the whole picture again, starting with Artoria's attack, to her being shot down, and the fierce battle, and Kenrot's expedition.

None of this is out of his control.

At the end of this battle, the biggest winner is definitely him.

He looked up at the sky again, and it should be about the same.

Just as he was about to walk down the city and proceed to the next most crucial move.

He received an update from the Southeast.

"Artoria has been rescued, and is currently seriously wounded, unable to control the situation of the battle, and the coalition forces are in danger of collapsing at any time. ”

Is this the news?

Probably not, even if Artoria was rescued, it was already a boat, and those troops could not be withdrawn.

They just have to hurry, and if they suddenly collapse, it will be a failure.

One can only hope that Helena can hold on to the situation a little.

Sephine hurriedly walked down the city, and after taking three steps, he received a second message.

"Kenroth has been killed, and the troops rushing to the southeast may arrive sooner than expected. ”

Is this it?

Kenrot is a waste, Sephine thought that even if he was a waste, it would always be okay to delay the rushing troops for a little time, but he didn't expect that even this little thing could not be done.

It's a bit of a headache, but it shouldn't be a big deal, as long as it's ......

As long as it's fast enough.

As for Kenrot, if he is dead, he will die.

Séphine descended the walls as fast as he could, and then quickly summoned the entire remaining members of the military council.

Of course, this so-called military council was a small group that Serphine himself had improvised and that almost all of its people were loyal to him.

"Our time has come, and now, it's time to give up on this place and run towards our future. "Séphine, the former unknown.

Now, finally, his fangs and ambition are showing.

His goal has always been one.

That is, the southeast.

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