Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 368 Ice Blood Storm

Human cavalry came galloping.

And Hawthorne, the fox elder, was the first to react among all the "Dan-Azler" sub-orcs present.

This old vulture, who once served as a shaman apprentice and briefly served in the Glorious Federation Foreign Legion when he was young, understands better than any young sub-orc man who has not been deeply involved in the world, the uninvited guests who came galloping. What do black skins and shiny sabers mean!
Therefore, Elder Hawthorne yelled frantically in the most heart-piercing voice in his life:

"Hide away! It's human! Hide away!"

The long years took away the energy in Elder Hawthorne's body, but left the old man with wisdom in exchange.

He couldn't penetrate the smoke and dust on the Tongge Desert to see how many human cavalry descended like ghosts and gods on the opposite side;

In a hurry, he couldn't even tell whether this group of human cavalry were enemies or friends;

But Elder Hawthorne only knows that, no matter what, the poor and poor, "Dan-Azler" sub-orcs can't compete with a group of regular cavalry no matter what:
Once the opponent shows a little hostility, the sub-orc settlement that has just taken root in the Oasis of God's Grace will instantly turn into a sea of ​​corpses and blood under the shining sabers of the group of human cavalry——

—so, he yelled out the only correct strategy:

"Hide away!"

However, not all sub-orcs have withstood the baptism of time and hardship like the respected fox elders.

Just when Elder Hawthorne was holding Marlena's little hand, trying to drag the ignorant and at a loss cat girl to find a place to hide, those bloody werewolf boys who were in charge of building the fence at the front , but subconsciously picked up the stones beside him, trying to throw them at the human cavalry on the opposite side.

The idea of ​​these boys is very simple: the human cavalry galloping like a gale, it seems that the comers are obviously not good. At this time, we must act first to protect the fledgling Asian land of "Dan-Azler". Orc territory.

And the difference between this thought is the difference between life and death.

The werewolf family is already regarded as the kind of fighting blood and bravery among all the sub-orcs;

At this moment, the werewolf boys who are building the wall on the southern edge of the oasis also serve as the guards of "Dan Azler" on weekdays;

But they never imagined that the human cavalry on horseback had more accurate eyesight and faster shots than werewolves!
A "Dan Azler" werewolf known for his bravery and combativeness had just thrown a fist-sized stone out of his palm, and the human cavalry tens of meters away had already responded quickly:

I saw the vanguard of the three human cavalry riding in bridle, and the two on the left and right pulled the reins, and suddenly spread to both sides during the charge, revealing the rider who was riding the horse closely behind them——

At first glance, Elder Hawthorne saw two strong bows bent like a full moon;
At the second glance, Elder Hawthorne saw two sharp arrowheads shining like sparks;
At the third glance, Elder Hawthorne didn't see anything, because the wind and sand caused by the sound of the bowstring scattered and scattered, and it was golden under the scorching sun.

The stone thrown by the werewolf boy of "Dan Azler" only had time to draw a half-way parabola in the air, and the sharp arrows of the human cavalry had already pierced through the air, and the arrows came first, accompanied by a loud noise. Penetrate the werewolf boy's long gray haired head.

Amid Marlena's terrified screams, the unlucky werewolf boy didn't even utter a whine, and fell backwards on his back under the powerful impact of the Imperial Southern Army's heavy arrows, crashing to the ground, long His arrow shaft was still stuck in the middle of his forehead, and the golden arrow feathers painted with vegetable paint trembled in the wind, like a dogtail plant cultivated by human flesh.

And 50 meters away, the leading human cavalry just turned sideways in an understatement, and avoided the stone thrown by the werewolf boy before he died.

From throwing stones to arrows in the eyebrows, the "Dan Azler" werewolf's candle of life was extinguished in just a second.

The only thing he did wrong was that he didn't know what the golden goshawk-patterned flag hanging high behind this human cavalry in the land of the empire's soul-shattering on the other side of the Dusty Mountains meant.

So, relying on the recklessness of young people, he threw a light stone, but it brought a heavy death to the whole "Dan Azler".

Although the Shuangfengling Cavalry Archer's sharp arrow had already been on the string, it was he who saw the werewolf boy's stone shot, and that's how he triggered it;
And the target of the arrow was not even the palm of the werewolf boy, nor his knee——

According to the Huangpo Military Academy's training, as long as the opponent's hostility is confirmed, the Shuangfengling shooter can't have any expensive mercy in his heart.There is always one and only one goal they aim at:
Between eyebrows.

Watching the familiar werewolf boy being killed by an arrow shot by a human cavalry archer, and Marlena's screams echoed in his ears, Hawthorne, the fox elder of "Dan Azler", suddenly felt that his internal organs had been crushed. Taking time out, a dream-like sense of illusion hit him——

Obviously half a minute ago, he and Marlena were still immersed in the joy of the completion of the aqueduct, and this group of hardworking and cute werewolf boys were still talking and laughing and sweating for "Dan Azler"——

—but everything suddenly disappeared, leaving only the creeping nightmare of darkness.

Because the Southern Army's heavy arrow that killed the werewolf boy on the spot was not the last one shot by the Shuangfeng Ridge cavalry;
It would be better to say, "Once the war starts, we will kill them all." This is the ruthless military spirit that this wilderness force has experienced in dozens of bloody battles and experienced in the bloody tide of the Land of Cracking Souls.

Three seconds, just three seconds, another round of heavy arrow salvos rushed towards the wind of death, as fast, as cold, and as precisely aimed at the center of the eyebrows as the first arrow before.

The only difference is that this time, instead of one arrow, there are ten arrows.

Elder Hawthorne will never forget in his life, when the steel arrowhead smashed the skull, the crisp and clear sound that made people feel so painful that they almost suffocated, but the sound was light and light, as if splitting a piece of dry wood with a sharp axe——

After a few "puff puffs", another ten sub-orc builders by the wall collapsed, and a trembling arrow shaft appeared on each of their foreheads out of thin air.

——The one who reacted the fastest among them just picked up the hammer just before dying.

Hawthorne, the fox elder, had no idea what he was doing.

In a hidden corner of his chaotic thoughts, the elderly sub-orc man was vaguely aware that the distant memory of being a shaman apprentice in the Federation Foreign Legion when he was young suddenly came to his mind. He almost unconsciously raised his hands and directed at the group of wanton The human cavalry who slaughtered their own compatriots sang the first syllable of "Pagani's Battle Song of the Wind"...

Then, his pupils caught a flash of blue magic.

"Pagani's Battle Song of the Wind" is the voice of Pagani, the third apostle under the God of War, "the son of the wind", who can suddenly blow away all the filth between the world and the earth by virtue of the great ambition of the shaman;

Singing "Pagani Gale Song of War" to block the charge of the enemy's cavalry is also the muscle memory of all the shamans accompanying the Glorious Federation;
In the eyes of the "Dan Azler" sub-orcs, Elder Hawthorne, who is aging and has cloudy eyes, may not have buried the high-spirited shaman apprentice forever in the years; perhaps the young self still lives in the old man's house. In the depths of the vixen's soul, waiting for the fate call of a certain day——

——However, this time, what he faced was no longer the haystack that served as a target on the training ground of the Foreign Legion of the Glorious Federation.

This time, he was facing Shuangfengling, an upright junior magister.

The first syllable of the war song sung by Elder Hawthorne has already caught Calvino Lingong, the elven magister galloping in the cavalry, and the deputy head of the "Northern Blizzard Mages" in Frost Maple Ridge. A trace of unusual elemental fluctuations.

The soul song master didn't even see who was singing the shaman battle song, so he waved his hand in the direction of the elemental fluctuations, and shot a powerful "Frost Blast" instant spell.

The unique azure glow of ice magic crossed the boundary between the desert and the grass in an understatement.

So the yellow sand danced.

So the green grass fell.

A huge magical ice ball suddenly bloomed in the sky above the junction of Shenen Oasis and Tongge Desert.

In the airflow formed by the splashing ice crystals and the strong impact, the elder foxman flew backwards with blood spraying from his mouth, and fell hard on the soft grass of the oasis;
And behind this gorgeous frost eruption, the cavalry vanguard of the Frost Maple Ridge Expeditionary Army has lightly leaped over the "Dan-Azler" wooden fence that is far from being completed, and then unleashed the snow-bright saber that had blown hair and hair. Mercilessly thrust into the chest of a deer artisan.

Marlena rushed towards Elder Hawthorne like crazy.

The cat girl's delicate cheek was already bloodstained by the sharp ice crystals, and half of her light brown gauze dress was cut, revealing her calf as white and crystal clear as a lotus root.

But the cat-man girl rushed to Elder Hawthorne's side without hesitation, and hurriedly wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of the old fox-man's mouth.

Malena didn't even know what to do with it;

But she only knew that she had to do something for her Grandpa Hawthorne...

Then, the cat girl felt a darkness in front of her eyes.

A shadow fell over the face of the unconscious vulpera elder.In this shadow, Marlena looked back full of horror, just in time to see a human cavalry raised his saber high towards her.

Perhaps it was Marlena's beautiful facial features that were ashamed of the moon, and her pitiful expression with pear blossoms and rain, which made the young Shuangfengling cavalry hesitate for a moment when he dropped his sword.

So, at the moment when life and death were decided, the new leader of "Dan Azler", a cat girl who was less than 17 years old, almost purely by instinct, covered her face and screamed desperately :
"Don't—we surrender! Surrender!"

Marlena, who was covering her eyes, did not wait for the expected cruel fall of the blade.

And just as she begged for mercy, a young human voice suddenly entered Malianna's ears:

"Stop! Stop it!"

It seems to be for all the subordinates to hear. The common voice of the empire shouted by the human is very loud, and the voice sounds very bright and young, but the tone of the speech reveals a unique and unquestionable decisiveness of the superior. and calm.

For some reason, Marlena, who was covering her face, suddenly felt that she would firmly remember this voice.

lifetime.

(End of this chapter)