Cong Xi Yi Ren Kai Shi Mang Chuan Zhong Gu

No amount of determination could help the Chaos Warriors turn defeat into victory. Dozens of powerful warriors were chopped down in the crowd one by one. With just one unbalance, the fallen warriors completely lost the chance to resist.

They can split rock, but no matter how powerful they are, they still need a chance to swing their axes.

When the last Chaos Warrior was knocked down by the brave people who were not afraid of death, the joy of victory flooded all the Kislevites.

The usually arrogant hussars temporarily restrained their prejudice against the Cossas.

Except for the hundreds of Cossas who were hit directly in front of the Chaos Warriors without enough time to dodge, and the hundreds of people who died fighting against the Norscans when the Chinese army was in chaos, there were no other casualties in this battle.

The letter reported to the Tsar will record this because no Tsar likes to see the heavy casualties of the Ugor Cavalry.

The miraculous victory filled the soldiers cleaning the battlefield with joy. Even many of the wounded forgot their injuries and sang and danced with their companions.

Such a great victory would only occur in a defensive battle for a stone fortress, and even now, the dazed Boyers are still checking the numbers.

They couldn't believe that they defeated the Norscans, who were famous for their good fighting skills, in a field battle with such little losses.

Even the inhuman body of Nikita Boye could not dim the joy of victory.

Ugor riders returned from afar one after another, and no one blamed them for being timid in battle, because these riders all completed the task of luring the enemy excellently. The first riders to withdraw from the battlefield were after the Norscans stepped into the glacier.

The Ugor people who still had the fear of the Chaos Hounds were pulled to the monster corpse by the Cossacks with laughter, and were encouraged by the laughing people to whip the monster corpse.

The monsters are indeed scary, but they are the ultimate winners.

The Cossacks brag about their prowess in battle, and if nothing else happens, this will eventually become the talk of their lives, recounted to their grandchildren in front of the campfire.

The hussars took off their feathers, threw away the curled sword blades and broken lances, and led their horses to search for the living among the corpses on the battlefield. From time to time, barbarians who wanted to feign death and escape were caught. The experienced warriors did not give the enemy anything. Chance, any Norscan who is exposed will die.

Discussions about the meteor shower spread secretly among the crowd, and in the end, everyone believed that it was a good omen and that it was the boulder that Ursun smashed towards the Norsca Peninsula.

This gave the war a layer of mythology, and the Cossack warriors who spoke openly were happy to promote rumors, making this legendary battle more suitable for bragging.

A burst of panicked hoofbeats broke the post-war joy, and another group of returning Ugor horse archers panicked like mice, causing the Cossacks to laugh harshly:

Hahaha~ Guys, the battle is over, stop running around like a stripped-off woman from the Empire!

When they noticed Igor Bol, covered in blood and covered with bite marks, in the middle of the horse archers, the Cossacks all wisely stopped taunting him.

The dying Boyer was brought to the front of Rivech Boyer. The breathless Boyer ignored his injury and said incoherently:

They are coming. The Chaos Warrior Dragon, the giant monster Hagloth who destroyed Slughof Fortress six hundred years ago, they are coming endlessly

The feeling of weakness brought about by the passage of life silenced Igor's constantly opening and closing lips, the concerned inquiries of the Boyes became blurred, and the whole world lost its color.

Where have they been?

Hold on, don't sleep!

Can't sleep! Little Igor, open your eyes!

The boys helped Igor, who was in ragged clothes, but what they received was as cold as snow.

He squeezed Levi's hand feebly, as if urging something.

It wasn't until Big Boye's roar of orders spread throughout the glacier that Igor reluctantly let go of the warmth of a living person.

Stop gathering the bodies and mount your horses! Soldiers, I need you to evacuate all villages!

One by one, the winged cavalry spread Boyer's orders orderly, and the determined people carried them out without hesitation.

Livich hesitated for a moment, then decisively issued the next order to the Ugor scouts.

Follow the hussars! Take my sword and escort the refugees to Mirkavala!

Levich summoned the five Boyers in the middle and gave the instructions one by one.

Beltaboye, you go to the Tsar for help! Astraboye, you go to inform the northern states, O'Neilboye, you go to the eastern states, we have to fight another Patriotic War!

Without stopping, he approached Yevski Boye and whispered in Boye's ear:

We must ask for help from the Empire, you know what I'm saying, my brother, we have to do this, the Tsar does not care whether the border lords live or die, her staff is looking forward to our death!

Go to Zoshank and open the box under my bed. Emperor Magnus fought alongside my father during the Great Holy War. After my father died, he gave my family a magic sword. This sword is the symbol of our friendship. testimony.

Take it with you and go to the Empire to ask for the Emperor's help, telling him that the children of Demetrius, the Shield of the North, are pleading with him.

My brother, I will try my best to buy enough time for the imperial reinforcements, as soon as possible! There is no time.

Of course, the empire's reinforcements would not arrive in time. Levich just didn't want the tragedy of twenty years ago to happen again and wanted to stop the Chaos army in Erengrad.

At the junction of the Troll Kingdom and the Bingya Mountains, the mountains were flattened by the meteorite rain. All animals within hundreds of miles disappeared, either escaping or dying in the meteorite.

The terrifying vision even caused the Chaos army heading south to branch off into tributaries, and a mighty tributary rushed straight into the dense crater.

The omnipresent aura of chaos awakened Lynch. He was not hit by the meteorite. The aftermath of the meteorite was completely within his tolerance. He was more concerned about the possible consequences of this magic.

Will Teclis' risky spellcasting like this intensify the rising tide of chaotic energy?

Lin Qi pushed the stone in front of him and was about to break it, but suddenly stopped.

He was not sure where he was buried. Where was the south?

Where is the top?

Abair was deeply troubled by this problem, and the influence of gravity on him was negligible. This made the chosen champion who was inserted into the depths of the earth completely disoriented.

The subtle sound pointed the direction for Abair. The God-chosen champion broke free from the shackles of the soil and dug towards the source of the sound.

This is easily accomplished due to inhuman physical fitness.

It wasn't until he fell into an empty collapsed tunnel that the God-chosen champion determined his whereabouts.

But a group of upright, short rats stood in front of him.

The rat tide of the Corrupt Clan followed closely behind the vanguard. They had no idea what had happened to their probing slaves, but they still marched towards Kislev as planned.