The Immortal Wizard is watching

Chapter 48 Take the initiative
In the middle of the night, on the dark ground of frozen soil, except for a few rodents scurrying in the grass in the past, there is only an empty silence.

Only today, this dead silence was broken.

More than five hundred people gathered together, bowed their heads and kept moving forward quietly.

The rough animal skins worn on their bodies, the flying stone axes carried around their waists, as well as various wooden spears, stone marks, wooden handle hammers and other weapons, tell their identities as barbarians.

"Father, High Priest, we are almost at our destination." A savage at the front turned his head.

Behind him was Nathan, the leader of the tribe, and an old man with strange stripes painted all over his body with oil paint.

Even in the frigid environment, the old man was still naked from the upper body, holding a crutch with a giant wolf's skull on it, and his face was as usual.

"After a while, when the two moons above our heads are level, we will start to charge, cooperate with the six tribe warriors who sneaked in, and defeat them in one fell swoop!"

"So Snow White wakes up with the prince's kiss and they live happily ever after?"

Cassana, who was lying on the bed, looked at Ronan happily, hoping to hear about the happy ending.

"No, the prince ate the poisoned apple and died, and the princess lived with the seven dwarfs."

Looking at the cute little face of the girl looking forward to it, Ronan maliciously made it up.

Hearing the sudden reversal, Cassana looked at him stupidly and made a whining sound.

"No dwarfs! Woo, no dwarfs!"

She got out of the quilt, like a lamb, and kept pushing her head against Ronan's chest.

"Okay, don't be a dwarf, go back to the quilt quickly, and be careful of catching cold in your pajamas." Ronan looked at her weak and wronged expression, and hurriedly comforted her.

He held Kassana's head and pushed her back.

Then just looked at her like this.

Kassana, who was looking into his eyes, turned red and quickly wrapped herself in a quilt, with only a small head sticking out.

"The story is over, Ronan, you should go back to sleep." Cassana reminded, "Go to bed early, you are so miserable now, you should pay attention to rest."

Ronan coughed a few times, but did not move.

"Can't we sleep together? It's very cold to sleep alone."

Hearing his words, Cassana buried her last head in it, like an oversized bun wrapped in a quilt.

"Wait, okay, I, I'm not ready yet." Her muffled voice came from under the quilt.

You are only 15 years old, and it is impossible for me to do anything to you, Ronan looked at the airtight bun in front of him speechlessly.

In such a cold day, he really just wanted a warm blanket and a soft pillow.

Thinking of that bad emotion again, Ronan's mood was mixed.

"Then I'm going back, come out quickly and don't suffocate yourself." He patted the quilt and left the room.

After a while, Cassana got out of the quilt, with both happiness and disappointment on her face.

She puffed up her mouth again, feeling a little annoyed at the thought of Ronan simply leaving.

When she was emotionally entangled, she couldn't help but start to imagine the scene where Ronan chose to pounce on him, shyly rolled herself into a ball, and kept rolling around on the bed.

On the other side, after closing the door of Cassana's bedroom, Ronan came to the verandah of the castle.

Sweeping away the snow on the wooden fence with his hands, he leaned on it and blowing the cold wind to relieve his restless emotions.

The self in this world is already 16 years old, and normal physical desires are inevitable.

While looking at the moon with emotion, his purple eyes suddenly flickered.

The crows on the outskirts of town noticed the situation and were sending him a warning.

"This one is dressed like a barbarian tribe, and most of the more than 500 people are strong adult men. According to the introduction of the old village chief, this may require all the main force of a large tribe to be dispatched."

Ronan watched the group of people move cautiously with interest.

Yes, just for fun.

Although looking at this posture, it is obvious that the other party wants to attack his town, but this place is already different.

For the current Cold Wind Territory, more than 500 strong barbarians are simply vulnerable.

"White, inform all the pro-military troops to immediately put on equipment and gather in the field, ready to meet the enemy."

Ronan jumped down from the second floor and faced Knight White who was guarding outside the castle.

"In addition, notify other soldiers and the castle army such as Arman, let them maintain the safety of the town and stick to the line of defense."

Following Ronan's order, the desolate and dull horn sounded in the barracks.

After a long period of training, the resting soldiers immediately jumped out of their beds when they heard the call of the horn, and gathered in the camp after being fully prepared.

"Guards, come out! Go to the stables and bring your own horses to meet the enemy outside. The others will guard the town area they are responsible for in accordance with the emergency combat readiness and use the squad as a unit!"

As the order was issued, everyone obeyed the order methodically and shouldered their responsibilities despite worrying about what happened.

On the outskirts of the town, a hundred-man cavalry squad composed entirely of knights has been assembled.

All of them were wearing battle armor and daggers around their waists. In their hands, they held cypress-based lances with steel lances at the tip. They were three meters long.

Under the moonlight, the tip of the spear exudes a cold light.

Since the town was expanded around the old castle, there was no towering terrain here. Before the city wall was built, it was impossible to use the terrain to respond to the enemy with rolling stones and giant trees.

But without the cover of terrain such as hills and forests, it means that cavalry can run amok in this area.

The horseshoes flew, and they began to accelerate.

Leaving from the woods, the barbarians who were crawling fast in the snow suddenly heard the sound of rumbling horseshoes coming from the ground.

And getting closer and closer until it appears in front of your eyes.

"Damn it, it's the cavalry! We're exposed!"

Nathan's complexion changed drastically when he saw a row of cavalry rushing towards them in an arrow-shaped arrangement in front of him.

"Everyone throwing axes! Never let them get close!"

Fortunately, the barbarians living on the permafrost have a unique skill, they can hit fast running prey with a throwing axe.

The barbarians took out the stone axes from their waists one after another, and under the pressure of the torrent of death, they concentrated on it.

They knew very well that if they failed to stop the opponent's impact, once they got tight, the impact force of the cavalry would tear them apart instantly.

"It's now, let it go!"

Countless flying axes circled up, making a howling tearing sound, and flew towards the knight.

"Block stance!"

The knights raised their lances horizontally with one hand, and with the other hand they clenched their fists and knocked on their breastplates.

In order to ensure speed, the armor on their bodies is not too thick, and the horses are only covered with a layer of scales, which is between light cavalry and heavy cavalry as a whole.

A surge of magic power spread, covering them and the horses under their crotches.

At this moment, the damage they endured will be evenly distributed to the surface of the body, and the force will be evenly applied to relieve the impact.

In the distance, Ronan opened the battle flag sandboard, covering all the knights on the chessboard.

"Black Stone Faith." He activated the halo skill to increase their defense again.

A layer of light black halo appeared on the knights, which could greatly slow down the blow damage they received.

On the front of the collision on the battlefield, the flying ax hit the knight's head and the horse's leg.

Then it was mercilessly ejected.

The barbarian savages couldn't even understand the situation, they were torn open by the cavalry rushing in front of them, and fell into chaos.

(End of this chapter)