A low, long horn sounded from the hillock, and the velociraptor cavalry began to march towards the Imperial army to the beat of drums. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The sound of the info drums was slow and powerful at first, then the tempo became faster and faster, and as the cavalry descended the knoll, the ground trembled with the rush of the velociraptor swarm, and the avalanche howl almost drowned out the sound of war drums and trumpets.

Monro grabbed one of the cavalrymen beside him and yelled at him, "Tell everyone, withdraw to the tunnel immediately, move quickly!" and then ran towards the Templars. "Gatu, we can't win this battle, take your men back to the tunnel!" Monroe shouted, and the overwhelming axes and spears struck him at his feet, and he looked in horror at the billowing smoke, only to find Miloca alone dozens of yards away. "Damn it!" Monroe scolded, and hopped on his timidly trembling horse parked beside him and galloped towards Miloka. Warhorses have an innate fear of velociraptors, and they constantly resist Monroe's control, but they can't shake off the reins that hold them tightly. But Monroe still didn't arrive in time, and he watched as Miloka was swept into the flying dust.

Monroe, who turned around and fled towards the entrance of the tunnel, was soon confronted by a formation of Templars, all of whom were attentive and cautiously observing the distance. "Have all the troops withdrawn?" Monroe asked.

Cato didn't turn his head to look at him, continued to stare at the battlefield and replied, "Our palace, you go in quickly and meet your people, and we can still organize a counterattack." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about! Our effective combat strength is less than twenty people, and it is the No. 100 Dragon Raider Regiment that is rushing over. ”

"There are not many people, it is enough to have one of them who can fight. Cato raised his hand toward the battlefield, and Monroe looked back in the direction of his finger.

The dust kicked up by the velociraptor flew to digital height, obscuring everyone's view, and Monro could only vaguely see a black-purple light flickering through the mist. He couldn't guess the battle, but he listened to the roar of the velociraptor and the loud cursing and shouting of what was being told to him.

"What's the matter with this boy?" asked Cato.

"Do you know the god of war that the savages believe?" Monroe asked gloomily, avoiding an answer.

"The monster that tears the dragon, the holy book mentions that he is the brother of the god of light, and was imprisoned in the abyss by the god of light because of his violent temperament. ”

"'Holding a black greatsword like a tower shield, black and purple light surrounded him, and black and purple flames burned in his eyes. When his wrath came, all the beasts of the world, even the gods of heaven, trembled. This is what is written in the ancient books of the savages. ”

"So what?" asked Cato disdainfully.

"Nothing, just a savage's child. ”

The battle ended with the retreat of the Dragonsnatchers, and when the smoke and dust gradually cleared, Monroe and the others saw a terrible sight - Miloka was facing the tunnel, standing alone on the scarlet ground, his armor stained red with the blood of unknown enemies or his own, faint black-purple spots of light flickering around him, and the dancing black-purple flames replaced his pupils, radiating a terrifying light. At his feet were the stumps of a velociraptor and the broken body of an animal in hides, but his sword was unsheathed.

"God is above! the children of savages are much crueler than cultists!" Cato sighed, he had never seen such a horrific scene, even though he had been dealing with cultists bathed in ox blood for more than ten years. As Cato spoke, Miloka's body suddenly fell to her knees, and Monroe immediately rode to the rescue, and Cato followed after cursing.

The Dragon Raiders retreated to the hillock to regroup, they obviously did not expect that the Imperial Army was actually a "rabble" of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and rashly charged and paid a heavy price. But they don't intend to give up on attacking, just waiting for a more suitable opportunity. Seeing the invincible warriors who seemed to be the gods of war descending to their knees, they immediately launched a new round of attacks.

Monroe and Cato braved a rainstorm of axes and spears to bring the fainting Miloka back into the tunnel, and ordered the Blood Lion Cavalry to form a shield wall on the inside of the cave to resist the throwing weapons. Settling into Miloka in this makeshift shelter, Monroe's tense nerves were finally able to relax for a moment, and his body went limp. Cato noticed that a spear had pierced into Menro's body, piercing his abdomen from back to front, and he immediately tried to summon the light to heal Monroe's wounds, but he was too tired to gather the thin light before it could gather into a clump and drift away.

"Don't waste your energy, I won't last long," Monroe said, clasping Gatu's hand, "do me one last favor." ”

"Shut up, you are not allowed to say that!" cried out in anger and despair, tears welling up in his eyes.

Monroe smiled and shook his head, "Don't waste the Holy Light on me, the enemy army is much stronger than the Prime Minister's judgment, Lionheart City and Lion Harbor are dangerous, someone needs to warn them." ”

"If you want to go yourself, Lao Tzu just fights the cult, regardless of the ventilation and reporting. Cato still stubbornly retorted, tears pouring out even more.

"Taking me will only drag you down, and in the end everyone will die, let's go, be fast. ”

"I can send you back to the imperial capital, as long as you hold on for a few more days, just a few days. ”

"Master Monroe won't last a few days. A weak voice came from behind Gatu, and in no time yet Miloka had regained consciousness, his lips were purple and his face was bloodless, as if he had just come around from the gates of hell.

"You're farting! it's all because of you!" Cato's grief instantly turned to anger, and he turned to attack Miloka, but was stopped by Monroe.

"But if you can send him to Ice's End, no one will be stupid enough to attack there, and ride through the snowfields to the north, day and night. ”

"No, Miloka, Cato has to send a letter... Cough... Ahem......" Monroe coughed violently in the middle of his words, and from time to time blood spurted onto Cato's armor.

"Lend me two Templars, and I'll deliver the news to Lion's Harbor before heading to Lionheart overnight. Miloca said firmly.

"I'll give you four, but you need supplies, boy. Cato said, much calmer. Indeed, no one would be stupid enough to attack the standing Ice's Breath Castle, and the enemy would not have to worry about someone reporting to the Ice's Breath Castle, let alone chasing down a few wounded soldiers who rushed to the snowfield.

"No, my lord, the other two of you have to run due south, the stamina of the velociraptor is not as good as the southern military horses, as long as they survive a charge, they can shake off the dragon raider. And I led the men to disperse the enemy's forces to the southwest, and after throwing them off, we went to Winter Harbor to rest for the night. ”

"Gatu, don't underestimate Miloca, we... Cough... There is no better strategy. Monroe said with difficulty, then he turned to Miloka again, "Good boy, I will order the private guards to lead the guards back to the imperial capital, and promise me not to let Lion Harbor fall." ”

"I swear, sir. With that, Miloka bowed respectfully to Monroe before leaving.

"Miloka," Monroe asked, calling Miloka in pain, "aren't you really a savage?"