Chapter Forty-Eight: Take the Initiative
In the middle of the night, on the frozen black earth, except for a few rodents scurrying in the grass, there was only an empty dead silence.
Only today, this dead silence has been broken.
The crowd of more than five hundred gathered, bent over and bowed their heads, and kept moving in silence.
The rough animal skins they wear, the flying stone axes they carry around their waists, and the various wooden spears, stone markers, wooden hammers and other weapons tell their identity as barbarian savages.
"Father, High Priest, we are almost at our destination." One of the wildlings at the front turned his head.
Behind him are Nathan, the leader of the tribe, and an old man covered in strange stripes painted in oil.
Even in the freezing environment, the old man was still naked, holding a cane with a giant wolf's skull on it, and his face was as usual.
"After a while, when the twin moons above us are level, we will start to charge, cooperate with the six tribal warriors who have infiltrated, and defeat them in one fell swoop!"
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"So did Snow White wake up under the kiss of the prince and they lived happily ever after?"
Lying on the bed, Kasanna looked at Ronan happily, hoping to hear the happy ending that followed.
"No, the prince died after eating the poisoned apple in his mouth, and the princess lived with the seven dwarfs."
Looking at the cute little face that the girl was expecting, Ronan made it up in a bad way.
Hearing the sudden reversal, Kasanna looked at him stupidly and whined.
"Don't be a dwarf! Woo, don't be a dwarf! ”
She slipped out of the covers, like a lamb, and arched her head over Ronan's chest.
"Okay, don't be a dwarf, hurry back to the quilt, and be careful of catching a cold in your pajamas." Ronan looked at her weak and aggrieved expression, and busily comforted.
He held Kasanna's head down and pushed her back.
And then he just looked at her.
Kasanna's little face turned red when she met his eyes, and she hurriedly wrapped herself in the quilt, poking out only a small head.
"With the story done, Ronan, it's time for you to go back to sleep." Kasanna reminded, "Go to bed early, you're so lucky to have a good rest." ”
Ronan coughed lightly, but did not move.
"Can't we sleep together? It's cold to sleep alone. ”
Hearing his words, Kasanna buried the last of her head in it, like an oversized bun wrapped in a quilt.
"I'm waiting, I, I'm not ready." Her muffled voice came from the quilt.
You're only fifteen years old, and I can't really do anything to you, Ronan looked at the airtight bun in front of him speechlessly.
On such a cold day, he really just wanted a warm quilt and a soft pillow.
Thinking of that bad emotion again, Ronan's mood was mixed.
"Then I'll go back, hurry up and don't suffocate yourself." He patted the quilt and left the room.
After a while, Kasanna emerged from the covers, a mixture of joy and disappointment on her face.
She felt a little angry when she thought of Ronan simply leaving, and her mouth puffed up again.
When she was emotionally entangled, she couldn't help but start fantasizing about the scene where Ronan chose to pounce, shyly throwing herself up and down again, rolling around on the bed.
On the other side, after closing the door to Kasanna's bedroom, Ronan made his way to the castle's porch.
Sweeping the snow from the wooden fence with his hands, he leaned against it and blew the cold wind to relieve his restless mood.
The self in this world is sixteen years old, and normal physiological desires are inevitable.
When he looked at the moon and sighed, his purple eyes suddenly flashed.
The crows on the outskirts of town have spotted the situation and are warning him.
"This dress is from a barbarian tribe, and most of the more than five hundred people are strong adult men, according to the introduction of the old village chief, I am afraid that all the main forces of a large tribe can be dispatched."
Ronan watched with interest as the gang proceeded cautiously.
Yes, it's just fun.
Although looking at this posture, it was obvious that the other party wanted to sneak up on his town, but this place was already different.
For the current Cold Wind Lord, more than five hundred strong barbarian savages were not vulnerable at all.
"White, inform all pro-army troops to immediately assemble in the outfield with equipment and prepare to meet the enemy."
Ronan leapt down from the second floor, facing the knight White who was guarding outside the castle.
"In addition, inform the other soldiers and the castle army such as Arman, so that they can keep the town safe and hold the line."
As Ronan's order was given, a desolate and dull trumpet sounded in the barracks.
After a long period of training, the resting soldiers immediately jumped out of bed when they heard the call of the horn, and assembled in the camp after being fully prepared.
"Pro-Guard, get out of the ranks! Go to the stables and bring your own war horses to meet the enemy on the periphery, and the others will take the squad as a unit to protect the town area they are responsible for according to the emergency combat readiness! ”
As the order was given, everyone obeyed the order in an orderly manner and shouldered their responsibilities, despite worrying about what was happening.
On the outskirts of the town, a hundred-man cavalry squad composed entirely of knights had been gathered.
All of them wore battle armor and daggers around their waists, and in their hands were mounted spears made of cypress wood with a steel tip and a length of three meters.
Under the moonlight, the tip of the spear emitted a cold light.
Since the town was expanded around the old castle, there was no high terrain in the area, and it was impossible to use the terrain to defend the enemy with rolling stones and giant trees until the walls were built.
But there is no terrain such as hills and woods, which means that cavalry can run rampant in this area.
The horses' hooves flew, and they began to accelerate.
Leaving the woods, the barbarians who were crawling quickly in the snow suddenly heard the rumbling sound of horses' hooves coming from the ground.
And it gets closer and closer, until it comes into view.
"Damn, it's cavalry! We are exposed! ”
Nathan's face changed dramatically when he saw the line of cavalry in front of him, lined up in an arrow-shaped pattern and rushing towards them.
"Everybody throwing axes! Never let them get close! ”
Fortunately, the barbarian savages living on the frozen soil have a unique skill, and can hit their prey that runs fast with their throwing axes.
The barbarian savages took out the stone axes on their waists one after another, and under the pressure of the torrent of death, they were engrossed.
They knew very well that if they failed to block the onslaught of the other party, once they were tightened, the impact of the cavalry would tear them apart in an instant.
"It's now, put!"
Countless throwing axes swirled up, making a whistling tearing sound and flew towards the knight.
"Block Stance!"
The knights raised their spears with one hand and struck their breastplates with the other with a fist.
In order to ensure speed, the armor on their bodies was not too thick, and the horses were only covered with a layer of scale armor, which was between light cavalry and heavy cavalry.
A wave of magic spread out, enveloping them and the horses under their crotches.
At this moment, the damage they have suffered will be evenly distributed to the surface of the body, and the force will be evenly applied to cushion the impact.
And in the distance, Ronan opened the sand table of war chess, enveloping all the knights in the chessboard.
"Blackstone Faith." He activates the Aura Ability, which boosts their defense once again.
A light black halo appeared on the knights' bodies, which greatly slowed down the damage they received.
On the front of the battlefield collision, the axe hit the knight's head, the horse's leg.
Then it was relentlessly bounced away.
The barbarian savages didn't even understand the situation before they were torn open by the cavalry who rushed in front of them, and they fell into confusion.