"Father, this is Silvermark Castle?" Qingfeng, who was riding on a black pony, wrapped the cloak around his shoulders, and this was the first time he had followed his father on an expedition. Although www.biquge.info was only sixteen years old, his face was no longer immature, because his father told him that men of the Terran were already adults at the age of sixteen, and that they should defend the glory of their family with a brave heart and fearless hands, which was also the family motto of their Qingyun City. It's just that he is accustomed to the mild climate of the four seasons at home, and suddenly comes to this cold place, he feels a little uncomfortable.

"Well, this is Silvermark Castle. Father took the reins, and his mount was a little restless, and kept neighing, as if he had anticipated what was to come, and was a little excited.

Father stared solemnly at the silver banner fluttering on the city wall in front of him, and the bitter cold wind blew his somewhat gray hair in all directions. The red banner behind him, which symbolizes Qingyun City, dances in the wind and looks particularly eye-catching, and thousands of warriors are waiting for his command. At the slightest command, his iron riders and dragons will level the small city.

Qingfeng never knew why his father was raising troops to go south. Previous expeditions have been to eradicate some evil forces that threaten the clansmen around the North Origin, but this time the target is actually the Silver Trace Castle, which is also a human race. And most of the land of Silver Trace Castle is on the Ethereal Cold Continent, which is the coldest place in the world, I don't know if the warriors who go out on the expedition can withstand it, although there are all kinds of questions, but Qingfeng didn't ask his father, because of his father's orders, he has always just obeyed.

Looking at the large crossbow and artillery carriages erected high on the city wall, there are more than 20 people who can count them, and countless soldiers of Silver Trace Fort are waiting with bows and arrows, and there must be many trebuchets, rolling stones and other tools to defend the city. Qingfeng knew that this time it was not as easy as clearing out the remnants of evil, and although he had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, if he wanted to win, it would be a victory of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 of his own life.

Qingfeng turned his head and looked at the thousands of warriors with high morale, thinking that he would be fighting with the same clan for a while, and he couldn't bear to show it on his face.

"Xiaofeng, today I want to give you a gift, a gift that will benefit you throughout your life. Father seemed to sense Qingfeng's heart fluctuations, looked at Qingfeng and smiled.

Qingfeng had never seen such a kind father. Since he was a child, his father has always been strict with him, always smiling, and suddenly smiling at him at this time, and giving him gifts, which he never dreamed of. But why was this "gift of life" given to him here and now?

Seeing Qingfeng's overwhelmed appearance, his father smiled again, pointed to the Silver Trace Fort in front of him and said: "This Silver Trace Fort is a gift for you, here you will learn the rules of survival in this world of the jungle, and this first lesson ......" Father put away his smile, his gaze made him a little cold, "Just don't be a woman's kindness." You will be the lord of a city in the future, and those behind you will be your warriors, and it is their glory to die for you. Sometimes you have to make some sacrifices in order to do something you want to do. ”

The expression on Qingfeng's face froze instantly, and his head was slammed like a bronze bell, constantly echoing his father's words: "Silver Trace Castle, gift, woman's benevolence......" Could it be that my father attacked Silver Trace Fort because of himself, a gift to himself?

"Father, I don't want ...... I don't want this gift, please, father!" cried out to the reveling wind, and the pony beneath him seemed frightened and agitated, and he clung to the ponny's reins. He had never been so loud at his father, but he would rather commit unfilial piety than have a blood-stained gift. However, he didn't know that his father's words also affected his life.

"The warriors of Qingyun City, Silvermark Fort colluded with foreign clans, reneged on the covenant, and had bad intentions towards us Qingyun City, what should we do?" Qingfeng's shouts were ignored by his father, and he was instantly swallowed up by the sound behind him.

The shouts of "Fight, kill ......" were deafening, Qingfeng looked at his father who was indifferent at this time, and suddenly felt extremely strange, he couldn't believe that this was the father who had always taught him to be benevolent, righteous, loyal and filial.

Father waved his hand to stop, and slowly reached for the long sword at his waist, and with a strong swing, the long sword cut through the air and pointed at the silver flag fluttering on the city wall. "The vanguard warriors obey the order, break through the city gates, and kill the rebels!"

In an instant, the sound of shouts and screams, the crushing of wheels, the galloping hooves of horses, and the sound of rushing cars hitting the city gates resounded throughout the land.

However, the Silver Trace Fort is easy to defend and difficult to attack and occupies a favorable terrain, the warriors who climbed on the city ladder more than ten meters high are constantly shot down, and the warriors who charge forward are constantly being taken away by bows and arrows and boulders, and the temperature here is extremely cold, which is not at all the cold that the human race of Qingyun City can endure.

The father looked at the city gate that he had not been able to attack for a long time, with a grim expression on his face, and slowly put his hand to his lips. Qingfeng's face changed when he saw his father's action. It was all too familiar to him, it was his father summoning the dragon behind his group.

"Father, don't!" Qingfeng begged his father, but his father didn't stop, and a chirp was heard.

In Qingfeng's memory, his father rarely summoned his dragons. Because although his dragon is invincible, after all, the dragon is only a brutal creature, and cannot distinguish between good and evil like humans, and the higher the dragon's ability, the more difficult it will be to control, and only when its appetite is satisfied, it will stop killing. So every battle in which the dragon participated, every time it was tragic, and the corpses that were scorched and bitten off were everywhere, but in the past they were some evil remnants, and it was not a pity to die, but this time it was the Silver Stain Fort of his own clan.

The dragon's iron-clad scales resisted the rain of arrows and raged on the city walls, and the huge dragon claws continued to grab the soldiers of Silvermark Fort and throw them under the city, and the blazing dragon breath continued to devour the fleeing soldiers, filling the place with screams of pain, and suddenly this place became hell.

The besieging soldiers, under the cover of the dragons, quickly stormed the Silverstreak, but also suffered heavy losses, littering corpses and stumps. With the vanguard force opening the way, the large army behind marched into the Silvermark Fort, which had opened its doors to them. When the pony entered Silvermark Castle, it was already full of blood, the smoke of war, and the people were scurrying everywhere.

The further they walked inside, the lower the temperature became, and the soldiers kept rubbing their hands together, and the breath exhaled from their mouths was mixed with the cold air, and the dragon didn't seem to be able to adapt to such cold temperatures, and kept screaming and roaring.

When the team arrived at the palace of the Lord of Silverstain Castle, it was already covered in snow. The crystal clear snowflakes of the ice tree reminded them that they had entered a place that did not belong to them. A group of soldiers kicked open the closed door and swarmed into the palace.

There seemed to be some fighting, but it was only a moment when silence returned. A soldier walked out and walked to his father's horse: "Qiqi City Lord, all the rebel guards inside have been killed, only the rebel lord and his wife and children are left, they have been controlled by us, waiting for your fate." ”

Father jumped off his horse, looked back at Qingfeng, and said softly, "You come with me." ”

Qingfeng learned that his father jumped off his pony, and for some reason he actually enjoyed it, it turned out that only the victor had a choice.

The warmth in the lord's palace was like spring. Blood bloomed like bewitching roses on several dead guards, and the three people in the middle of the hall were surrounded by the soldiers of Qingyun City, a man, a woman, and a young man about the same age as Qingfeng.

Seeing the city lord come in, the soldiers spread out slightly to the sides, but the weapons in their hands were still aimed at the three people who were trapped, and they were not careless at all. Qingfeng, who was following his father closely, knew that the man must be the lord of this castle, and the other two should be his wife and children. Maybe because he was his age, as soon as Qingfeng came in, he saw the boy who was about his age, and the boy also saw himself, and he looked like a little girl with a frightened face.

"Qingcheng Lord, our small castle of a few thousand people actually asked you to call in a large army to kill, it seems that you really want to destroy our Silver Trace Castle! Kill innocent people, are you not afraid that the Dragon Guardian will condemn you?" The lord of Silver Trace Castle saw his father come in and asked. He did not appear frightened by being captured, but his voice was unusually loud.

His father's face was gloomy, and he also knew that there were heavy casualties in this attack on Silvermark Fort, so he endured the long sword in his hand and did not cut off his head, and said, "Lord Silverstain, oh no, you are no longer a lord, but a traitor. It is our duty to eradicate the traitors who collude with foreign races, and the Dragon Guardian will not protect a person who betrays the faith!"

The Silvermark Lord smiled sadly and said, "Although our Terrans in Silvermark Castle live in cold and barren places, we have always been above board. Don't talk nonsense, now I am planted in your hands, and you want to kill or chop me at your disposal. However, we Terrans in Silvermark Castle will not admit this traitor's accusation. ”

Father clenched the sword in his hand and walked towards the lord of Silvermark Castle, gritting his teeth and pronouncing the sentence: "The blood flowing from the human race here has been eroded by the cold, and they are no longer pure, so there is no value in continuing to flow. ”

The long sword swung into the air, and before Qingfeng could close his eyes, the sharp blade had left a long cut in the man's neck, and blood burst out and steamed. Qingfeng stared at the scene in front of him, if his blood was eroded by the cold, then why was it still so bright and hot.

"Father...... Father!" The boy, who was the same age as Qingfeng, watched his father slowly fall to the ground, screaming miserably and trying to run in front of his father, but was stopped by the soldiers around him, and the boy slammed his weak fists on the person who stood in his way. The soldier grabbed him by the hair and shoved him to the ground, and the boy had no strength to get up.

The father did not have a trace of expression on his face, and turned to the woman with a sad face on the side with a blood-stained sword, and without saying a word, the same hot blood bloomed on the woman's neck.

......The boy lost his parents in such an instant, and sat on his knees unbearably, tears silently leaving two marks on his cheeks, and he was no longer afraid of the sword that was approaching him.

"Father, don't kill again...... Father!" Qingfeng screamed as he saw his father aim his sword at a boy his age.

"Little wind, this lesson is called cutting the grass and eradicating the roots. The father walked slowly towards the boy.

"Don't ...... Father!" Qingfeng suddenly ran up to his father and blocked his way with his body, "Father, please let him go...... Don't you say that this Silverstreak Castle is a gift to me? ”

Qingfeng's pleading voice made his father's face even more ugly.

"Ah!" a miserable cry rang out from the hall, mixed with anger and grief.

The boy who had been kneeling on the ground suddenly went crazy and stood up and threw himself towards the wind, but it was all in vain.

"I don't know what to live or die," my father put down his sword and said to Qingfeng, "I wanted you to deal with this little thing, but since you want to let him go, then I'll give him a chance, just see if he lives or not." ”

"Come, tie these three traitors together, and let the dragon burn this place of degrading faith," commanded the father, "and it is the greatest mercy I have given him to let him die with his parents." ”

The father led the people out of the bloody hall, and Qingfeng glanced back at the boy who had been tied up with his dead parents. The boy also stared at himself, and his resentful eyes were like tens of thousands of ants biting at his heart, which he would never forget.

"Pass the order, and all the people in Silvermark Castle, whether they are commoners or nobles, will be killed!" said his father to the adjutant.

Knowing that he could not dissuade his father's orders, he staggered over to his pony, and the leap was not as light as it had been when he had jumped. Behind him, the hall was lit by candles, and listening to the screams everywhere, he knew that this memory would be a nightmare for the rest of his life, and he would never be able to wake up from it.