The harsh environment of the Far North Massif discourages all races from setting foot here.

The ground here is frozen as if it were steel, and even if you use a shovel to hoe, it will break the shovel.

In such a hard land, there are still some plants that grow here, these plants are not even rare, and they grow stubbornly on the hard earth, the leaves are like sharp needles, and the bark is dry and cracked, and if anyone can see its roots, they will find that most of the life force of this tree is placed on the dense root system.

There are many types of demons, but the real dominance is the demons, and the demons are divided into four categories: blood demons, beast demons, demons, and devil people.

In this matter, the army of the Blood Demon is sending troops from the White City to the Holy Fu'an Realm, and once they make peace with the army of 100,000 demons, it will be the time for war.

In this battle, the leader is the blood clan, they have gathered 50,000 demon beasts, 10,000 borrowed troops from the other three clans, plus 20,000 blood demon soldiers they have already set off to arrive, and their 50,000 army, this posture is almost inevitable for the elf clan.

The composition of the army of the demon clan is not complicated, one person and one beast ride, become one soldier, ten soldiers are a team, a hundred teams are called a brigade, and a hundred brigades are an army.

In this expedition, one army and half an army were mobilized, and the strength was not abundant.

The north wind was howling, and the soldiers were steadily stepping on the frozen ground, their expressions were extremely excited.

"Lott, do you know how many armies the adults have mobilized this time?" A blue-faced and fanged demon was dressed in a shoddy leather coat, not to mention leather boots on his feet, not even a pair of decent shoes.

He is a demon from the command of Viscount Duchir, although he has never received a summons in ordinary times, but this episode and he know that things are not simple.

The Demon Clan is a hero based on the rank of blood, and the prince is the main noble title of the Demon Clan, but there are also more subtle divisions.

Title, a demon who really relies on his strength to obtain a knighthood is eligible to get a inherited title or a title that he decides at his own discretion.

In other words, if Zakur's strength reaches the Viscount level, he can proclaim himself Viscount Zakur, or whatever, these demons will always think too much about choosing names, especially titles.

Unlike his fellow countryman, Zakur, Lott, who has already participated in several small battles.

One was for the Great Lance, one for the Great Zhou, and one for the neighboring noble territories.

The cruel environment of the demons has caused their nature to be like this, full of aggression and predation.

Slightly pale-skinned, with sharp claws, and much taller than Zakur by nature, his voice was relatively gentle: "I guess it's more than 100,000, our holy blood is not very rare, but it can be regarded as an orthodox descendant of holy blood, so we sent troops late, and many colleagues have already set off first." ”

Llott paused, and then said: "Zakur, you are much younger than me, but on the battlefield, no one cares about your age, you have to be careful." ”

Zakur nodded, ready to say something, but at this moment he suddenly shut up, and Lott had already pulled him to his knees, and in front of him, a red and white figure walked by, but the two did not dare to look up to find out.

They shouted, "Greetings to Her Highness Medea, may you always be favored by the Holy Blood, and may you never be afraid of the cold of the north wind!"

Before the words fell, the figure in the red robe was like blood, and the skin was like snow, and the figure walked over, leaving no sound.