"They went south......"

The chief bowed his head and said.

"No news is coming!

Maximian, Elector of Oster, asked aloud. His face instantly turned blue, and his muscles jumped. The reason is actually very simple, the Norscans came to attack, did not pass through Kislev, went directly south, and inevitably passed through Osterling. Although the frontier has been defended for many years, almost all the people of the empire believe that the first to suffer from the barbarian invasion was Kislev. As long as the alarm comes from Kislev, it's not too late for them to prepare. But this time it was different, and as Rod had guessed, the Norscans had taken the sea route......

Reluctant children can't trap wolves, barbarians also have times of cunning and letting go.

"They were boating from other ports, and our riders couldn't get close to their base camp. It's been a week since I got the news. ”

The chief sighed under his breath. It should be said that the tribal leader is now a member of the civilized world, and he is more like a chief than a mayor. As with the rest of Kislev, Tucker, as Chief, is in charge of all things in Dragonport.

"A week later...... That means the large tribal army that crossed the sea by boat has been gone for at least two weeks?"

Maximian asked, frowning. It is better to say that he already has the answer in his heart. And this answer is so bloody, two weeks, if you take the land route, it is nothing, but by water, it is enough to cross the entire Talon Sea, that is to say, when the combined forces of Oster, Ostmark, and Kislev have just arrived on the coast of Nosca, the barbarian army has already moved south to the territory of the Empire. They just passed by......

"Well, yes......"

Tucker replied.

"Two weeks...... Two weeks ......"

Maximian repeated these two words over and over again. Rhodes knew the anxiety in his heart, and this time, compared to the anxiety of the Imperial, Rhodes seemed less worried. The reason is simple, the barbarian army bypassed Kislev and landed on the northern shore of the empire, which means that this invasion has no half-wool relationship with Kislev proper. Secondly, at the Aldolph Conference, he had already warned these Imperial Yankees, and now, not listening to the advice, it is just the right time for these arrogant Imperial Electors to taste a lesson.

"Great Lord, the dwarves of Dulong City have sent this thing. ”

While Maximian was worried, Tucker had a beautifully wrapped treasure handed over. It was a gift, to be exact. Rhodes didn't even react at first, until Celta opened the box and lifted the layers of wrapping, that Rod reacted, this is the legacy of his own slaying of the Frost Dragon a while ago - a pure dragon's tooth sword. Forged by dwarf craftsmanship, the forging process of Dulong City is naturally top-notch in the old world.

When he opened the wrap and held the big sword in his hand, a heavy sense of weight came instantly, and even Rod, who had excellent arm strength, felt the heavy weight of the big sword. It was a huge two-handed sword, almost a man tall.

The hilt is made of dragon's teeth, and for added grip, the milky white hilt is carved into a circle of convex and concave layers. At the end of the hilt, there is a sapphire unique to Dulong City. Soft blue light can be reflected in the moonlight.

The sword body is engraved with dwarven runes, which looks more complex than the runes of the Thunder Battle Axe, and the twisted lines are all over the sword body, although I don't know what it is, but I can feel a mysterious power rolling in the sword, and the longer I hold the sword, the more spiritual my body becomes, as if an invisible force is urging me, and the desire to fight fills my body. Fire extinguished

This priceless weapon made Maximian stunned, as an elector, Maximian had seen a lot of the world, and the Dragon's Tooth Sword, no matter where it was in the Old World, was definitely a rarity. You must know that in the empire, the only person who is eligible to wear the dragon's tooth sword is the emperor himself. It's a symbol of authority, a status symbol. It has long exceeded its practical value.

......

Nord Collar.

Dust flies on the endless snowy fields. From a distance, it looks like a herd of migrating beasts, rushing from the shoreline. General Wilk stood on the makeshift fortifications and looked at the barbarian army like a tide, and his heart was uneasy. He knew that with this amount of permanent troops on the border, he would not be able to hold it at all.

The Courier has gone to Aldolph, the capital of the Empire, with news to ask for help. I don't know if I will be intercepted and killed halfway. Judging from the information reported from various places, the barbarian invasion was in full swing, and it seemed that the entire Nord Territory was filled with barbarian armies that burned and looted overnight.

The general vaguely remembered the group of men and horses who had left Kislev for the empire two months ago, and it seemed that the leader, Lord Kislev of Rhodes, had warned the emperor and the local electors, but no one seemed to care. So, now, has his words come true?

Wilk didn't know...... Upon hearing of the presence of a large number of barbarians on the seashore, he immediately transferred his wife and children to the south. And now, he is alone, and in order to protect his property and family, he can fight and drag the barbarian army down. Wait until reinforcements ...... It's just, can it be delayed?

Without much to think, a huge dark cloud overheaded...... No, that's not a dark cloud!

"Dragon! Frost Dragon!"

The soldiers shouted behind them. As soon as the heavy ballista adjusted its angle, a piece of frost fell from the sky like a waterfall, carrying the roar of a dragon, and the rear of the entire Nord Lord's position was instantly covered with a cold cold. The soldier in the middle of the Frost Breath didn't even have time to scream before he was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.

"General!The Norscans have broken through the defenses!"

More terrible news came, and looking in the direction the guards pointed, Wilk saw a terrible scene. With the breath of the Frost Dragon, a large wave of barbarians led the Icewolf and broke through the defenders' temporary barriers.

On the ravine filled with flesh and blood, thousands of barbarians were tumbling at the moment. They had all kinds of strange tattoos on their bodies, and they held improvised weapons in their hands, and they screamed like wild beasts, cutting down people at sight. Completely ignoring tactics, he only relied on his physical strength to fight against the firearms and iron armor of the empire.

"Steady!"

"Hold the shield wall!"

The commander of the Nord Border Guards shouted at the front line, but as soon as he finished speaking, a spinning axe struck him in the neck, and in an instant, blood gushed out. Stained the captain's entire body into blood.

The soldiers' shields were cleaved through by crude axes, and the barbarians trampled on the heads of the Nord infantry, impaling the human soldiers beneath them with a thick spear. In his excitement, the Norscan warrior roared and cut off the dead soldier's head and hung it on the handle of the axe. The warm breath exhaled from the mouths and noses of these savage warriors, dissipating into white mist in the icy air.