Participating in the battle against the Titans, this sudden mission request surprised Locke's knight troops.

However, the attitude of obedience to orders has left an imprint on the hearts of these Belém Imperial knights, and these knights have not raised any objections because of this.

And with Locke as the commander, and its own creatures as strong as the Dark Battle Tyrannosaurus, this knight force of only a hundred people also wants to show their skills in the world of Snow Linemen.

"I don't know how many little ones will be able to return to the wizarding world with us. Locke sighed to the five knights in the conference room.

These knightly units are all from the second-tier legions of the Belém Empire, not the main battle legions of the six generals, and many of them are Xinnen who have only participated in one or two dimensional wars.

As the commander of these first-class knights, Locke wanted to bring them all back to the Belen Empire safe and sound.

"With your many slave creatures, my lord, and a demigod peak powerhouse like the Dark Battle Tyrannosaurus Beast, we can presumably minimize our losses. In the conference room, a knight said.

"I hope so......," Locke sighed.

After reaching the basic terms of cooperation with the Snow Linemen, Locke led the knight army and the army of slave creatures to the snowfield battlefield in the center of the plane.

Here, there are nearly 200,000 snowliners who are surrounded and suppressed by the 20,000 Titan Giant Corps.

The ratio of troops reached a terrifying ten to one, but it was still surrounded by the Titans.

The reason for this is that the Snow Line people are too weak.

Among the 200,000 Snow Line warriors, only one percent has reached the first level or above, and the strength level is uneven.

On the other hand, although the number of the Titan Titan Clan's giant legions is small, all of them are powerful warriors above the first level.

The second-level bronze titan and the third-level silver titan are even more unknown, and there are three demigod-level gold titans.

In front of such a powerful army of titan giants, these Snow Warrior rebels looked like a rabble.

But now, this rabble has new foreign aid.

"Help you tear a gap?" Standing on the back of the mutant cow Gegron, Locke looked at the Snowliner Elder beside him.

"Yes, our warriors have been besieged by those hateful giants for days, and if we don't free them, I'm afraid ......," said the Snowline Elder with a worried face.

Under the joint command of the three Golden Titans, the main force of the Snow Men Clan was besieged in the central snow field, if Locke did not rush to the rescue with his army, I am afraid that the final fate of these Snow Men warriors would be eaten by the giants!

Not bad, eat!

Locke finally knew the real reason for the irreconcilable contradictions between the Snow Linemen and the Titans.

In the face of the suppression and enslavement of the Belém Empire, these snowliners were able to bow down.

But after the arrival of the more powerful Titans, these Snow Threads will rise up to resist, and the main reason why the Snow Threads are so contrasting is that these Titan Titan giants are extremely keen on the 'food' of the Snow Threaders.

......

Central Snow Field.

Backed by the Snow Thread Plane is the Holy Land Snow Peak in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Snow Stringers, and the Snow Thread Men who are in the encirclement of the Titan Protoss Giant Corps have issued their loudest shouts to these arrogant and powerful invaders.

"Kill these abominable giants!" roared a snowliner with a mid-level squire.

Behind him, one after another 'skinny' snowliner warriors ranging in size from one meter to two meters in size launched a charge towards the Titan Giants, all of whom were more than ten meters in size.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "......"

Every step of the way can leave a wide footprint in the snowfield, and the giant warriors of the Titan Protoss have stretched out their ruthless iron hand to these delicious foods.

"Let go of me! let go of me!" shouted a snowliner warrior as he twisted his body.

However, like a worm, the first-class giant who grabbed it didn't care about the little guy's mosquitoes.

"Ahh

Like falling into a bottomless pit of pitch black and deep, after being swallowed by a first-class titan giant, the voice of the snow-informant warrior gradually calmed down.

This is only the tip of the battlefield, but such feasts are still taking place elsewhere on the battlefield.

It is not so much that these snowliner warriors are surrounded and exterminated by the Titan Giant Legion, but that they are actually being gradually eaten by the Giant Legion.

Of the 200,000 Snow Warriors, nearly 80,000 have become part of the body of the Titan Giants.

And the ordinary snowliners in the snowline plane are probably more than a million people who have been poisoned by these terrifying giants.

After all, with the average height of the giants being ten meters, they can swallow at least five or six snowliners for food in a day.

Of course, there are not only sacrifices that happened on the battlefield of the snowfield, but also many victories that made the Snow Linemen imposing.

At least 3,000 Titans have been buried in the snowfield, which is the result of countless snowlinemen who have accumulated their lives.

Silver Titan Arthur, the temporary commander of the Titan Protoss Corps in charge of frontal attacks in the central snowfield battlefield of the Snow Lineman Plane.

This is a powerful fire-attribute titan giant, and more than a thousand snow linemen have died at its hands.

And, this is also a titan giant who is unusually keen to feed on snowliners.

In addition to completing the tasks given to him by Lord Hephaestus, the great god of fire and artisans, Arthur's greatest motivation to fight in this plane is these delicious snowmen.

"Brother, why hasn't it come back, it's hard to bring water vapor, what's really going on over there?" Holding a first-level snowliner warrior in his hand, Arthur took a bite hard, and his mouth was full of liquid splashes.

There is a hint of sweetness in the coldness, and Arthur really loves the taste of the flesh and blood of the Snow Linemen.

Because the color of the blood of the snow line man is translucent and white, this scene of eating raw food does not give people too terrifying impact.

Shang himself was bitten off, and this first-class snowliner warrior was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

Judging by the ice spear he held tightly in his right hand, the warrior did not give up his resistance until he died.

It was a respectable warrior, but weakness caused its death.

Its ultimate fate is only to become a puddle of disgusting feces in Arthur's stomach.

"Lord Atholl, a large legion has appeared in our southwest direction, like knights and slaves of the wizarding world. A Bronze Titan flew up to Ather's body and reported.

"Didn't those knights and magicians be beaten away? Arthur asked as he chewed and threw the first-class snowliner with only half of his body left in his mouth.

"I don't know, but this sudden appearance of the army is mostly slave creatures, and the number of knights is relatively rare. The Bronze Titan reported all the news he had spent.

The movements of his mouth did not stop, and Arthur was not as good as his elder brother the Golden Titan Agnel in terms of command skills, and he was able to obtain the status of temporary commander, which was also appointed when his brother left.

Otherwise, judging from the more than ten Silver Titans that exist on the frontal battlefield, if you talk about the title of temporary commander, it will not fall to him, a Silver Titan who performs mediocre in all aspects.

"Your Excellency, do you need to report to Lord Socrates and Master Plato?" the Bronze Titan asked tentatively.

Socrates and Plato are both the golden Titans of the Titan Protoss in the Snowline Human Plane.

Like Agnère, he was tasked by Hephaestus, the god of fire and artisans, to suppress and enslave this miniature plane.

"Of course not!" Arthur refused, without even thinking about it.

There are also factions in the Titans, from the unity of the gods to the battles between ordinary Titans.

As long as they belong to the category of intelligent beings, strife and conflict are always inevitable.

Arthur had no conflict with the two Golden Titans, but his brother Agnèle had a deep gap with those two colleagues.

The two Golden Titans were afraid of Agnel's strength, and Agnel was disgusted that these two fellows were always stumbling on him.

Therefore, in ordinary wars, Agnel led his army to fight, and never had much communication with those two Golden Titans.

This time, the decision to encircle the army of the Snow Line was personally ordered by Hephaestus, the god of flames and craftsmen, when he left this star field, and urged the three Golden Titans to work together.

"How many of them exactly?" asked Ather.

There is a demigod brother who teaches himself that he is not as reckless as he appears.

If the number of enemies reaches a level that he cannot solve, Arthur will choose to call his brother back.

"The number is roughly six thousand, most of them are slave creatures, and the number of those knights is relatively rare, and the number of detected knights is less than a hundred. The Bronze Titan replied.

"Hmph! It's just that the number is not a problem at all! We are on the battlefield, but there are close to ten thousand giant warriors!" said Arthur conceitedly.

......

The army of mutant beast slaves was released by Locke.

To this day, Locke is extremely glad that when he went to the Fenglan plane to cultivate, he handed over the Shura field to Xia Qian, the housekeeper woman.

A large part of the slave creatures that are now clustered in the army of mutant beasts were purchased by Xia Qian through her own commercial channels on the east and west coasts.

It was this abundant army of slave creatures that allowed Locke to fight in the world of the Snow Linemen.

Otherwise, relying only on the hundred knights of the Belen Empire, there are too few things he can do.

"Is the floatship hidden?" Locke asked his knights with a knight's medal,

"It's hidden, and with the props you gave, a lot of magic prohibitions are arranged. One of the knights of the Order of Knighthood replied.

The big war is about to start, and Locke has not forgotten to arrange the back road of himself and others, which is driven by his usual style and cautious character.