"kill them all!"

The huge troll formation was like a wave from hell, carrying the power of crushing everything and rolling towards the Jinghu Camp.

For a moment, it was like the earth was shattering and the waves crashing on the shore. The fragile defense line that was barely organized in the Jinghu camp collapsed under such an offensive.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

…

The collapsed human army was squeezed row by row into the icy lake water under the impact of the troll army. Only in the east and west directions, a few human defeated troops who saw the situation was not good and fled in embarrassment before the troll encirclement closed. go out.

"Ouch——"

With the howling of wolves, the ground began to tremble.

Two wolf cavalry units were separated from the two wings of the troll army, one in the east and one in the west, chasing the human deserters respectively.

"Wow!"

The calm surface of Mirror Lake suddenly surged into huge waves, heading towards the Troll Wolf Cavalry on the east side of the battlefield.

"Stop!"

The leader of the wolf cavalry roared.

However, the rapidly charging wolf cavalry were unable to control their forward momentum at all.

The huge wave struck down hard like a terrifying big hand.

"Bang!"

Hundreds of wolf cavalry were devoured instantly.

There was no trace of blood, no broken flesh or broken bones.

The raging waves froze immediately after touching the ground, forming an ice wall more than ten meters high, lying in front of this troll wolf rider.

Within the ice wall, each Troll Wolf Cavalry still maintains the charging posture in life.

Lifelike.

Such a horrific turn of events scared the wolf cavalry in the rear to stop one after another, and stood still in front of the ice wall, looking panicked.

Seeing that this human deserter was about to run further and further away, a bright red spear shot out from the center of the troll army, drawing a long bloody trace in the sky, and finally pierced into the ice wall.

"Crack!"

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A crack appeared on the ice wall, and then more cracks extended from the place where the spear penetrated, covering the entire wall instantly like a spider web.

"Bang!"

The ice wall shattered.

Countless ice blocks fell one after another along with the remains of the Wolf Cavalry.

"Chase!"

Following the leader's order, the wolf cavalry unit regrouped and chased eastward again.

Only this time, this wolf cavalry no longer had the arrogance and rampage they had at the beginning.

"There is actually a mage among that group of human deserters?"

Stepping on the finely broken ice, a troll general riding a white wolf picked up the blood-red spear that fell to the ground.

Obviously, he was the one who broke the ice wall blocking the road just now.

"Quick, you should go after it, this should be a big fish." Another troll riding a white wolf came over and said to the troll general who picked up the spear.

The mount of the troll clan is the direwolf. This ferocious beast that is larger than a normal war horse is usually gray.

However, a very small number of direwolves have white fur.

Such a white wolf is sacred in the eyes of the troll clan. It is the incarnation of the god of war (also known as the white wolf god of war) they believe in. Therefore, only trolls with noble status are qualified to use the white wolf as a mount.

"Yes! Lord Gambic!" Quick bowed, and then led another group of wolf cavalry roaring eastward.

The ice wall spell here is just a small interlude. On the frontal battlefield, this improvised human army has long been defeated. It either kneels down and begs for mercy, or is driven into the mirror lake by the trolls like ducks.

Only a few people are still fighting hard, trying to fight their way out of the encirclement.

In fact, there are not many human remnants who have successfully rushed out.

Because the troll army seemed to have some scruples, it did not devote all its troops to the encirclement to intercept the scattered human troops.

Instead, more than half of the elite troops were left as reserves in the rear, as if they were guarding against something.

The killing continues.

The flowing blood continued to flow into the Mirror Lake, dyeing half of the lake a dazzling red.

The suffocating smell of blood attracted flocks of vultures, which hovered anxiously over the battlefield, ready to rush down for a meal.

The sun was gradually setting in the west, and the sunset fire began to burn in the sky, but the sound of killing by Jinghu Lake showed no sign of stopping.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from behind the troll army.

A troll messenger rushed to Gambic and reported loudly: "General! There are about 40,000 to 50,000 human troops in the rear!"

Gambic was not surprised but overjoyed, and laughed and said: "Okay! That little lion finally dared to show his head! Haha, let's teach him a lesson!"

The emblem of the Saint Hilde family, Lord of the North, is a golden lion. The "little lion" Gambic refers to obviously refers to the Marquis Charles, the son of Duke Saint Hilde.

This Marquis should have been the supreme commander of the human side in this battle, sitting in the Mirror Lake Camp and fighting the trolls to the death.

But he was obviously unwilling, or did not dare, to confront the troll army head-on.

Instead, an emergency call-up order was issued and a group of mercenaries and militia were recruited to fill the Jinghu Camp as bait.

He himself led a real army to sneak attack from behind while the trolls were attacking the Jinghu camp.

Although the whole plan is a bit cruel, it is still a good strategy.

If we can really catch the trolls off guard so that they can't look at each other, they might be able to win the battle.

Unfortunately, for some reason, the commander of the troll army had apparently understood this strategy in advance and was prepared to deal with it.

Therefore, when Marquis Charles led his army to the rear of the troll army, the terrain was not as rugged as he expected, but instead hit an iron plate head-on.

A fierce battle began.

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The night is already dark.

A half-moon hung in the sky, its cool light shining in the forest.

A group of human cavalry were camping in the forest, but they did not dare to light a fire to cook for fear of exposing their target and attracting pursuers behind them.

Three days have passed since the collapse of Mirror Lake.

After three days of fleeing, killing, and bleeding, this team of more than 500 people now has only more than 100 people left.

Under the siege and interception of the Troll Wolf Cavalry army, it is indeed a miracle that they can survive until now.

Of course, this is also because their fighting power is really strong.

Moreover, there is a spellcaster among them.

Although in a head-to-head duel, the mage is completely beaten by knights and even warriors of the same level, because no one will stupidly stand there waiting for the mage to finish singing without interrupting or dodging.

But on the battlefield, the role of a mage is far greater than that of a knight of the same level.

The ice wall blocking the Wolf Cavalry is a good example.

It was a third-level spell that instantly ended the lives of hundreds of wolf cavalry.

But if a third-level knight faces hundreds of wolf cavalry, even if there are no professionals among these wolf cavalry, he will die of exhaustion under the siege of the opponent.

At most, dozens of back-padded people can be pulled up.

The forest was quiet except for the occasional hooting of horses and the faint howling of owls.

In the camp, most of the people were eating hard bread in silence. Only a few leaders gathered together and discussed quietly how to get rid of the pursuers behind them.

"Meow!"

"Xiaobai, don't run around!"

Colin chased Xiaobai's figure and came to the center of the camp.

"Sorry, he's naughty."

"fine."

The female mage easily grabbed the kitten that was trying to crawl onto her body, held it in her arms and stroked it.

When Colin saw this, he sat down and didn't notice anything.

The female mage seemed to be aware of Colin's little plan, so she did not drive him away, but asked: "Which knight are you from?"

Colin looked up at the female mage.

The black gauze covered most of her face, leaving only a pair of big, deep blue eyes, which seemed to reflect everyone's deepest desires.

"My name is Colin, Colin Angelet."