Rhodes was a little curious, but also a little happy. After all, it is simply inconceivable that the army of the Reich can be met in such a place.

What is the Empire sending an army to do in such a place? Could it be like himself, searching for the bones of the Frost Dragon and bringing them back?

As soon as Rod wanted to walk over and ask, a GI approached. Combined with the military flag and his sophisticated equipment, Rhodes quickly guessed the identity of this man.

"Rick Guard?"

Rod asked with a smile.

"Yes. Captain of the Imperial Rick Forbidden Army, Warrick. Thank you, stranger, for saving us. ”

The soldier politely took off his gloves and bowed.

"Rod. Northern Lord of Kislev. ”

Rhodes smiled and shook hands with the soldier in salute.

It is no wonder that the Norsca troops, who can resist hundreds of people in the field with a mere few dozen people, are definitely elite. It's a reasonable explanation to say that it's Rick Konoe. But what are these people doing here? Rhodes still has doubts.

Just as Rhodes was about to ask next, the dwarven butcher Bogur behind him seemed to have discovered something, and walked over angrily.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Rod shouted. But the butcher seemed indifferent, and his eyes still flashed with hatred and anger. Rhodes only felt that something was wrong and was about to pull the dwarf in the ground. Unexpectedly, the battle had begun.

At the moment when Bogur rushed forward, the archers of the Imperial army drew their bows and aimed at the dwarves on the march. In an unbeatable moment, sharp feathered arrows had already been sent out from between the fingers of the bow and arrow, flying towards the dwarf.

"Be careful!"

Rod shouted.

But Bogur looked prepared, and the dwarven butcher wielded a steel battle axe, which blocked the arrows fired by the archers.

But then, the second feathered arrow was already on the string! At this speed! Rhodes could see clearly, it was not an Imperial archer at all, but an elven ranger! Two pointed ears protruded from the hood, no wonder Bogur didn't care, and rushed ......

And the more serious thing is still to come, I saw the dwarves in the team like enchanted, crazy killing. You can't stop it.

And those imperial soldiers stopped directly in front of the dwarves.

"Get out of the way, or I'll cut you all together!"

The Captain of the Dwarven Ranger yelled, but Rick's guards were expressionless, standing between the dwarves and elves like tin cans.

"Your Excellency, please take care of your people. Otherwise, we're not going to be kind to them. ”

Guards Captain Varik shouted.

"They're not my subordinates......"

Rhodes responded awkwardly. Indeed, the dwarves, as foreign aid, did not fall under the jurisdiction of Rhodes......

On the other side, Bogur was already fighting the elven ranger.

I saw that after the Wood Elf Ranger shot the second arrow, he had no time to draw his bow again, so he could only quickly retreat, however, Bogur, who was lightly armed, pressed forward step by step. His tomahawk swung frantically forward, landing on the ground, whipping up showers of snow.

The wood elves dodged flexibly, and their slender figures flickered and flickered, like graceful dances, making every attack of the butcher fall into the air.

Bogur's furious slash swooped down again, and his body instinctively leaned forward. The Elven Ranger seized the opportunity, taking a small step back, clenching her longbow and sweeping it away. Bogur only felt a shadow sweep in front of him, and his heart screamed badly. But it was too late, the longbow was whipped in the face like an iron whip, and Bogur only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and the whole person was knocked to the ground, and swollen blood marks appeared on the side of his face.

The moment the butcher fell to the ground, the Wood Elf drew the short knife from his waist and jumped up like a fawn. She's about to succeed, however, the battle-hardened and energetic butcher isn't so easy to kill. Just as the elven dagger was about to plunge into his throat, Bogur came to his senses and knocked the emaciated elven ranger into the snow with a single punch.

The two got up and fought each other again. It's just that this time, the Wood Elf Ranger has a slight advantage, Bogur roared angrily and slashed with an axe, the Wood Elf Ranger dodged sideways while flipping his wrist, and the elven short knife left two deep wounds on the butcher's waist. Warm blood suddenly spilled from the two wounds. Fortunately, Bogul's strong muscles saved him, and the blade did not cut the internal organs, but only the epidermis and muscles.

Aryria was a little resentful, but in normal times, this dwarf would have died a long time ago. But this is the Norsca continent, the climate is extremely low, and in such a low temperature environment, Aryria only feels so weak. She gritted her teeth and struck again.

Aryria leaped high, elven blades reflecting silver light, and Bogur fought back with a painful battle axe. Elven daggers and dwarven axes collide violently in the air, creating sparks.

It has to be said that in the confrontation of forces, the butcher has an advantage.

The struck Wood Elf planted into the snow, and Bogur roared and followed. However, when the Wood Elf landed, he relied on his strong balance, stepped on the ground with both feet, and raised his knife to block. The dwarven tomahawk and the elven blade collided again, and in the confrontation of strength, Bogur pressed the tomahawk down violently. Just before slashing the Wood Elf, the Wood Elf Ranger struggled to pull away the blade, and his body retreated, dodging the butcher's ferocious slash. together

The tomahawk smashed into the snow, raising a flurry of snowflakes. However, the next moment, a sturdy figure flew out of the snowflakes and stepped directly on the dwarf's battle axe, a silver light flashed, and the blade was pointed directly at the dwarf's throat.

At this moment, a giant sword stopped in front of the elven dagger.

Boom......

A crisp metal blow sounded, and Rod's longsword completely defused the Wood Elf's attack, saving Bogul's life once again.

"Enough!"

The Wood Elf Ranger still wanted to attack, but was pinned down by Rhodes again. The cold iron greatsword was stubbornly against the short blade of the elven ranger, and no matter how hard Aryria tried, she couldn't shake the man in front of her.

"Do you want to keep fighting like this and let those barbarians come back to surround us?"

Rod yelled. Suddenly, there was silence all around. The dwarves, who had been angry just now to help Bogur kill the elves, were also quiet at the moment, and the barbarian corpses all over the ground told them that the danger was not over.

But even as the dwarves calmed down, the Rick guards hadn't let their guard down and held them back.

Captain Varik hurried from the ranks to protect the Wood Elves.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

The captain of the guard asked with concern. was indifferent to the female elf-

"I'm fine. ”

"Listen, I don't care what hatred you have between you, but, here, in this hellish place, we must be united to avoid being rounded up again by the wildlings. Damn it, what are you doing with an elf with a group of elite Imperial soldiers?"

Rod asked with a puzzled expression.

After the two of them stabilized their emotions, they carefully put down their respective weapons.

"In search of the source of chaos. ”

Captain Varik politely returned.

"Hahahaha......"

After hearing this, Rod couldn't help but laugh. The scene was embarrassing for a while, and the elf thought that the man in front of him was laughing at him, and even tightened his grip on the short knife in his hand again.

"With all due respect, you will never be able to eradicate the source of Chaos. ”

Rod smiled and said-

"Whether it is the origin of chaos or the real main force of chaos, with your current strength, you can't eradicate it, and you can't even find it. You are all so weak on the Norscan Peninsula, let alone the Chaos Wastes of the North. ”

"There is a continent north of this continent?"

The elf asked.

"Of course. There is also a continent that is larger than the old world. There are hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of Chaos warriors living there, and the climate is even harsher, and storms are commonplace. The warriors there are all left behind after being tested to the extreme. Some warriors were blessed by the Chaos gods and were born to fight. Their skin is even attached to their armor. One of these warriors can beat ten of you. Norsca is nothing more than a bridgehead for the forces of Chaos, and you can't stand it here, let alone the Chaos Wastes of the North. ”

Rod said with a smile. The incredulous expressions on the faces of the captain of the guard and the wood elves could be seen.

"Are you telling the truth?"

The Wood Elf Ranger asked seriously.

"It's real. ”

Rhodes said—

"Also, are you going to talk to me like this all the time?"

After speaking, I saw that the female elf simply untied her mask neatly. It was a beautiful and delicate goose egg face, but it was a little white from the wind and snow. The scars from the battle just now were still on his face, and a slight redness and swelling appeared.

Wait, this face, where do you seem to have seen it?

Rod's mind flashed back to ......