In the dim Cosmo steppe, the black of the night and the white light of the snow layer are intertwined, dazzling and dark together, the inexplicable light reflected by the snow layer is gradually dyed one gray after another, and the turbid light spots are also produced at the same time, piled up on the snow layer one by one, like moss spots on the body of skin disease patients, which makes people involuntarily feel a disgust. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But this does not prevent the tired migrants from sleeping peacefully, walking in the cold exhausts them of mental and physical strength, and when night falls, all the functions of the body instinctively fall into a restful sleep to obtain valuable energy.

The child curls up in the woman's arms, the woman bends her body to protect the child tightly in front of her chest, and the man puts his chest tightly against the woman's back.

What is that?

The sturdy warhorse was drowsy, its hooves sunk deep into the thick layer of snow, tightly wrapped in countless cold snowflakes.

At his side, the paladin holding his sword hung his head from one to the other, and the sleepiness before dawn made it difficult for him to seriously fulfill his accusations and take responsibility for the safety of the entire convoy.

Of course, this is not a big deal, it is not the most dangerous first day, after the most difficult first night, even the most serious paladins can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that the rest of the journey has become easy and freehand.

However, not all paladins put away their cautious hearts, and the bearded Aihua, dressed in pure white armor, walked around the convoy and sent a warning to every paladin.

"Cerriphon, be on guard!"

This was the two hundred and twenty-first sleepy paladin he had awakened, Seri rubbed his eyes, stretched widely, put the long sword in his hand aside, squatted down, picked up a handful of snow, and rubbed Mu Ran's face.

"Uncle Aihua, take it easy, don't be so nervous, the God of Light will always watch over us. ”

Serry waved his hand, his green face with the slackness peculiar to a young man, he was a paladin who was added to the Holy Knights in the later stage, and after a simple faith test, he became a member of the Holy Knights with a sixth-level strength and no combat experience.

Aihua shook his head, the young man's slackness was like a hedgehog, he had nowhere to start, he patted the young man's shoulder, turned around and continued his wandering.

Serry glanced nonchalantly, "What a troublesome old fellow. ”

Moser gently tucked little Cali's arm into the quilt, and his face still had a little green with the glow of fatherly love.

Yes, after that conversation, he had completely liked this lovely and sensible child, and even, he saw a very familiar shadow in him, which made him feel a moment of comfort.

"Messer ......"

"Shh~"

Moser hurriedly turned around, put her finger to her lips, and motioned for Eva to speak quietly.

Aihua was stunned, raised his big hand and rubbed it on Meise's head, looking at his little brother helplessly, "Pay attention to vigilance, her life is in your hands." ”

"I know!" Moser's voice was small, but very clear.

Aihua smiled silently, he still understands the character of this little brother, although he is not very old, but he already has the basic basis of taking responsibility in handling things.

He poked his head in, very carefully glanced at the cute little Cali who was hiding in his mother's arms, spitting small bubbles, smiled, and gently hammered Moses's shoulder, "What a cute little girl." ”

Moser glanced back at little Cali and said happily, "Be ......."

"Poof~"

The blood rushed wildly, and the hot blood forced the remaining half of Moser's words back, Moser was a little confused, he wiped the blood on his face, and raised his head with a puzzled look.

Aihua's hand was still on his head, the smile on his face was still cheerful, and the gaze he looked at little Cali was still extremely kind, but the blood-colored giant claws that slowly retreated from the huge wound on his neck were constantly depriving the paladin of his life, ending all his possibility of survival.

"Damn the orcs!" Mother's deep voice rang out from under the stunned expression, "You all deserve to die!"

Silver swords streaked across the sky, holy light bloomed at the tip of the sword, and the paladin Moser unleashed the glory of the holy light in his rage.

The blood-colored giant claw froze, and it was violently withdrawn, and in the darkness behind Aihua, a faint black shadow jumped, about to merge into the darkness.

"Enemy attack!"

The holy light fell, and Aihua's body was split in half in an instant, but this did not stop, and the holy light passed through the shattered corpse, directly into the darkness, and fell on the fleeing black shadow.

"Bang!"

The darkness shattered, along with a large mass of corpses, and bloody minced flesh splattered out of the darkness, pouring heads over Moses's head.

On the other side, the sleepy paladin was blasted out of his sleep by the loud noise, and hurriedly drew the long sword at his waist, and coincidentally guarded the side of the convoy.

Even though he is a new soldier, the paladin who has inherited the holy light of protection has not forgotten his duty even in the panic.

"Idiot!"

The experienced old paladins cursed angrily, and one by one they quickly ran out of the guarded convoy, the horses that followed closely behind neighed, and picked their masters on horseback as they ran.

"The power of the orcs is not something we can resist individually, quickly, gather together!"

The recruits woke up suddenly, and suddenly recalled the description of the orcs in the book, and one by one they were afraid to get on the back of their horses, and their legs were clamped, driving the war horses to converge on the old paladins.

Thousand...... Two thousand ...... Ten thousand...... Lakh......

Nearly 200,000 roaring horses' hooves resounded in the silent Cosmo steppe, and even the thick snow could not stop the simultaneous bombardment of 800,000 hooves.

The sleeping populace awoke suddenly, staring in horror at the paladins who were hurrying past them, the tail of their horses almost sweeping the tip of their noses.

"What happened?"

The calm old man let out a suspicious shout, and they were the first to react to what was going on, but the luck in their hearts made them involuntarily ask.

But none of the knights answered them, and under the tightly fastened helmets, the faces of vicissitudes, green, ugly, or handsome were gloomy like water, and the eyes that believed in the holy light flashed with varying degrees of solemnity.

With the Holy Light above, the Orc raid could never be accidental on such a cold night, that is, there may be tens of thousands of Orcs hiding in the darkness watching them, so the next war will be the final battle for everyone.

Because, death is everywhere.

The calm old man couldn't help but curse the damn long life, and the wisdom it bestowed told him a cruel reality without pity: the orcs who had forced them to leave their homeland were close at hand.

"You filthy beasts, do not fear that the great gods will punish you as you do to your masters?"

The young and young men looked at the crazy old man in amazement, their confused eyes gradually becoming clearer, and lingering shadows spread from the endless darkness opposite, enveloping each of them in fear.

The child woke up from the woman's arms in a daze, rubbed his eyes vigorously with his two little hands into small fists, and looked up drowsily, looking at the strings of tears on the woman's chin.

"Mom (Auntie), don't cry, baby (I) am very well-behaved......"

Maybe that's why they're crying...... (To be continued.) )