The sun was scorching, and the borders of Ice Wolf Fort were as calm as snow as ever. On the gate of a certain border gate, the lazy defenders were chatting about the demon beauty that the Ice Wolf King was about to marry.

"Rush!"

The sudden sound of a war cry startled the sentries on the tower, and as soon as they looked out, they were shot down by an arrow from a crossbow. The defenders didn't even have time to ring the alarm, and a tidal wave of people had already poured into the gates of the border gates. With jagged weapons and farm tools in their hands, they shouted the name of the Red Pavilion and broke through the guards' defenses in an instant.

Under the cover of several soul magicians, the garrison stood in front of the tower in a panic and shouted at the junior officers beside him: "I'll go put down the boulder mechanism, you fools, go and stop them!" ”

Junior officers can only obey orders. But as soon as the unfortunate appearance turned around, the blazing flames had already rushed in front of him.

The young man took the lead, and the greatsword slashed with a churning wave of heat, leaving five or six defenders powerless. The rebels followed, picking up their weapons and farm tools and striking at sight.

The junior officer hurriedly turned around and ran, shouting "hold it for me" without convincing.

Although the defenders of the fortress are trained, they are invincible with two fists and four hands, and the heroes can't stand the crowd - there were 700 garrisons in this fortress, but a few days ago, Ice Wolf Castle sent an order to transfer 500 people to other places. Among those left behind were men, slaves, and sycophants who didn't do anything on a daily basis—it wasn't easy for two hundred people to fight against a furious crowd of more than a thousand civilians.

The junior officers wanted to hide in the tower, but they didn't expect the garrison officer to lock the tower to death. As soon as he was forced to turn his head to fight, he had already received a stick on his knee, and then a canine girl beckoned him to the head with a hoe, and simply sent him out of this world.

The garrison ascended the tower, only to find that the rockfall mechanism had been destroyed at some point. The garrison had to lead the sorcerers to cast spells in the tower. After some chanting, the ice and thunder spells continued to rain down, hitting many of the rebellious civilians.

The young man raised his sword in defense and shouted into the air, "Finks! Kill those Soul Magicians! ”

With a shout, Finks' nimble body scurried across the wall like a cat. In the midst of the tossing and jumping, she had quickly climbed to the commanding heights, raised her crossbow spear and fired several arrows at the sorcerers in the city.

The two corpses fell from the windows of the tower in an instant, and the remaining sorcerers were disorganized, only to flee and dodge. I have forgotten all the mantra mudras.

"Fearless warriors, charge with me!" Lydia drew her sword in her left hand and held her gun in her right hand, and slashed her way through the stabbing belt.

Her battle cry in the accent of the Divine Empire seemed to have an inspiring power of its own, which greatly boosted everyone's morale. In the midst of the battle cry, several shirtless middle-aged men carried logs and rushed away from the defenders, led by the tall and mighty canine warrior Cruise.

"Knock open the inner door!" Cruise shouted.

Logs hit wooden doors.

The sound of the wood shattering was like the wail of a beast that was badly wounded. Each blow seemed to hit the defenders' hearts, and each blow made them tremble.

Seeing that the wooden door might not be able to withstand several collisions, the captain of the guard hurriedly ran up to the tower and reported to the garrison: "Sir, we can't hold on anymore!" ”

His presentation was not rigorous.

As he was reporting, the sound of a wooden door cracking could be heard downstairs. The rebels have broken through the last line of defense, and they "already" cannot hold on.

"Quick, hurry up and hang the yellow flag! Warning to break the city! The garrison commanded his men in a panic, but just as he was caught off guard, a short knife stabbed him in the waist.

"Ahh He screamed and fell to the window, pointing at the captain of his guard in astonishment. But the captain of the guard took off his helmet, revealing a pitch-black braised egg's head.

He grinned, "Haha, you didn't expect that, did you?" ”

Joe was indeed a loach, and he had infiltrated the fortress and lurked beside the garrison.

"You have no way to escape, lay down your arms and surrender!" Lydia rushed up with the rebellious people, her spear already at the throat of the garrison.

Seeing the people revolting everywhere around, the defenders threw their hands high in surrender. The garrison covered his wounds and gritted his teeth, "You untouchables, I will tell the Ice Wolf King and ...... you ...... you guys"

"How?"

A cold, unforgiving voice suddenly sounded, like the call of hell.

The pitch-black cloak, the pitch-black hood, and the pitch-black figure walked slowly.

With every step he took, the air around him seemed cold.

When he walked up to the garrison officer and slowly crouched down, the garrison's face was already blue, and his lips opened and closed like a fish caught ashore, but he could not make any sound.

"What do you want?" Without smiling, every word is more piercing than a steel knife soaked in the cold winter, "What will happen to you if the level is lost?" ”

The garrison's body trembled.

He suddenly remembered the torture of the Ice Wolf King.

The loss of the fortress meant five days and five nights of non-stop torture. It was a feeling he didn't want to experience for the rest of his life, a feeling that life was worse than death.

"You have two options now," Lydia took a yellow flag from Joe's hand, "The first option is: we'll hang this flag out and declare it lost." In three to five days, a team of warlords will come and take you away, so that you can fully experience the 'traditional culture' of Ice Wolf Castle. What do you think? ”

The garrison looked at her in horror: "It's still ...... What else is there to choose? ”

"I appreciate your style," Lydia clapped, "and we can make a deal, right?" ”

"Deal?"

Lydia pointed to the rebellious people, "You can also choose: nothing happened today, we haven't been here, only a few rabbits have escaped from here, biting a few guards along the way. ”

The garrison had understood what Lydia meant.

The escape of the displaced people is the responsibility of the village magistrates, and it has nothing to do with him.

As for which level the outcasts escaped from, he didn't say it, and Ice Wolf Castle wouldn't know, so it had nothing to do with him.

Instead of reporting to Ice Wolf Castle and waiting to be punished, it is better to ......

A tingling pain suddenly came!

When he was entangled and hesitant, Buxiao had already grasped the short knife that had stabbed him and twisted it.

"Ahhh The pain of the wound caused him to scream.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Don't smile and look gloomy, don't apologize at all, and even want to turn around a few more times.

"You'd better make a decision before he hangs you on the flagpole with this yellow flag." Lydia shook the yellow flag in her hand, "Is it a flag, or is it a transaction?" ”

"Deal! Trade! The garrison officer sweated like a bean in pain, and hurriedly said loudly.

"Wise choice!" Lydia nodded in satisfaction, "Miss Emily, bandage this chief!" ”

Lydia and her party were originally only four people, and after the canine clan joined, there were only about two dozen people, and Joe and the townspeople revolted together, and the team was only in their early seven hundred. Unexpectedly, oppressed people joined everywhere along the way, and the team grew stronger and stronger, and by the time they arrived at the fortress on the border of the Ice and Snow Empire, it had reached a thousand people.

You must know that there are five generations of owners of the Red Pavilion so far, of which the third generation of Martin Pavilion owners is the heyday of the Red Pavilion, with 18 tribes and 20 towns, but the total population at that time was only more than 10,000 people. Just on the way to escape, Lydia was able to bring up the scale of the Red Pavilion, and she was secretly shocked in her heart.

And with so many people, it has become delusional to want to use a little trick to get by. Not to mention more than a thousand people, even if a thousand ducks pass by, it is inevitable that passers-by will take a few more looks.

Fortunately, the garrison of the fortress was as slack as always, and a few days ago, he received an order from the "Ice Wolf Princess" Hei Ningxue and took away a large number of people, which made the raid so smooth.

"Don't laugh at the leader, the defenders' wounds have been bandaged. In addition, we found the grain, grass and supplies they had stored, should we take them with us? Qiao Xing rushed over to report.

Ever since he had seen the means of not smiling, he seemed to have met a senior bosom friend. When someone said that he was despicable and indecent, he didn't bother to pay attention to it—in front of the Lord of the Red Pavilion, his little trick was not worth mentioning at all.

"Leave them a few days of rations and take the rest with them." Don't laugh.

The young man burst into laughter.

Lydia looked at him puzzled, "What's so happy?" ”

He whispered in Lydia's ear, "Have you noticed that you can say a few more words without laughing now?" ”

Lydia suddenly didn't know what expression to use to face.

The gate of the border gate slowly opened, and the people of the uprising carried supplies and led their families, stepping out of the boundaries of the ice and snow empire. After turning around the mountain road a few times, there is no more snow in front of me, and there is a vibrant scene everywhere.