Original Vampire

In the beginning, Colin thought that the northern part of Glorious Empire was cold enough.

But now he discovered that compared with the Sky Ice Field, the Northern Territory is completely a big greenhouse.

It's almost the end of May. If you are in the north, you already have some summer feeling.

But in the sky ice field, there was still snow.

It’s no wonder that when the Northern Territory had the absolute upper hand, it did not continue to expand its territory to the north.

People from the North really don't want to come to this kind of bitter cold place.

In the whistling north wind, the heavy snow quickly stained between Heaven and Earth white.

Fifty thousand Black Cavalry, like a raging black tide, is galloping north in the heavy snow.

The horseshoe stepped on the ground, crushing the ice and snow, turning out the hard soil.

The sound of rumbling horse hooves, mixed with the sound of armor collision, weaves a murderous-looking strong melody with the accompaniment of hu hu wind.

It's been more than half a month since I started from Ice Rock City, but I didn't encounter any troll army along the way.

This is not surprising.

When troll began to withdraw, Black Cavalry was chasing slowly, and after so long delay in Ice Rock City, troll had already withdrawn a long time ago.

However, Troll's plentiful harvest in the northern siege this time, with the property plundered by these tribulations, must not go fast.

According to the current pursuit speed of Black Cavalry, Colin estimates that if he didn't chase in the wrong direction, the past few days should be able to catch up with the tail of the troll army.

Marquis Garcia is obviously aware of this. In the past few days, the number of sentry rides released for exploration has increased significantly.

But the firmament ice sheet is still too big.

Troll's 300,000 army looks like a lot, but thrown on this vast ice field, it seems like a drop in the ocean.

Furthermore, under such wind and snow, the traces left by the march will soon be buried. It is basically a idiotic dream to follow the trail.

So, the first difficulty in this pursuit is to find the traces of the troll army on the vast ice field.

This requires an extremely familiarity with the geography of this ice sheet, and a very clear understanding of the possible retreat route for troll.

Anyway, Colin is blind.

He has never been so deep into the firmament ice sheet, and knows almost nothing about it.

Fortunately, he has big thick legs beside him-Marquis Garcia.

This is the real "Ice Field War God"!

Yes, this title was given to him by troll.

Being able to allow the enemy to give himself such a title is enough to explain the terrifying of Marquis Garcia on the battlefield.

With such a great person by his side, Colin certainly will not waste such a great opportunity.

Adhering to the principle of asking if you don't understand, Colin will ask all sorts of questions in front of Marquis Garcia from time to time.

And Marquis Garcia actually takes the trouble to answer one after another every time.

So patient, let alone Colin, even some of the high level generals in Black Cavalry looked very enthusiastic.

Some guys are even secretly inquiring, is Colin the illegal child of Marquis Garcia?

"Does Uncle have a lover?"

Vera hid her small face deep in the fox fur shawl, only revealing a pair of big puzzled eyes.

"Yes." Colin looked gossip, "I know that Lord Marquis has never been married, but doesn't he have a lover?"

Yes, he is always affected by those Black The Cavalry generals looked at with a strange look, and Colin gradually began to doubt his life experience.

"No." Vera shook his head, "As far as I know, Uncle never seems to show excessive affection to any lady. And, for so many years, I have never heard of related rumors. .

It feels...Uncle is like a cultivator of painstaking cultivation."

"Okay." Colin was a little disappointed.

At first, he thought it was not a routine operation for the protagonist who came through him to have a bizarre life experience.

There is a bull-breaking character like Marquis Garcia as father, and another bull-breaking mother like elf Princess, one day suddenly an unmasked grandfather hangs up, and he will leave him a country. Inheritance...

"cough cough..." The howling cold wind poured into Colin's mouth, interrupting his daydreams.

At this time, he suddenly realized that Marquis Garcia had no children.

Furthermore, if the Marquis-sama is living a life of cultivator of painstaking cultivation, as Vera said, then he probably won't have any heirs in the future.

So, who should inherit his title and territory?

Does it mean to find an adopted son (female)?

This is a possibility.

But there is another possibility.

Because, Colin suddenly realized that he might have guessed what is the basis of trust between Marquis Garcia and Duke Saint Hild.

He had been wondering before, why did these two brothers dare to act in this play?

You must know that in that situation, everyone thought that the two brothers were really going to work.

But who knows, it turned out to be a vain shot in the end.

This kind of tacit understanding, this kind of trust, makes it hard to believe that it will appear in this pair of brothers.

Because, if Marquis Garcia really intends to change the owner of the North, there is no need for him to lead Black Cavalry into the ice field.

At that time, the Golden Lion Legion was hit hard, and the lords of the North were dissatisfied with Duke Saint Hild because of Marquis Charles's command error.

In Ice Rock City, as long as Marquis Garcia marches south, he will be able to capture Winter City with no difficulty.

He has this ability.

Duke Saint Hild certainly knows that his younger brother has this ability.

So, isn't he afraid that his younger brother will make the fake come true?

Unless, what promise Marquis Garcia gave him.

Of course, this promise is definitely not verbal.

It is a substantial, hard-to-return promise.

The extinction may be the promise Marquis Garcia made to his big brother.

If there is no descendant to inherit the title, what are we going to fight for?

This may be the basis for their mutual trust.

Just as Colin was thinking about it, suddenly a sentry sent back a message—the trace of the troll army was found ahead!

Finally caught up!

Colin clearly felt that the soldiers suddenly became excited.

These warriors, who have traveled thousands of miles in the wind and snow, have no slack at this moment, no cringe, and some are just monstrous fighting intents!

This is the number one army in the North-Black Cavalry!

However, Marquis Garcia's military order followed, but it ordered the entire army to stop advancing and camp on the spot.

This is also normal.

After all, impossible, as soon as he found the enemy's track, he rushed forward.

That's not a marching war, it's called recklessness.

A calm general will make further decisions after understanding the enemy’s situation in detail.

Colin followed Marquis Garcia for a few kilometers, and came to the spot where the Sentry had spotted the enemy.

He carefully looked at the faint traces on the snow, and judged:

"It seems that this should be the main force of troll, and it has not been more than a day or two. "

Over the past few years, Colin has learned a lot about icefield tracking and has humbly asked for advice.

Marquis Garcia nodded, recognized Colin's judgment, and then asked: "Then do you think we should continue to catch up?"

"Why not?" Colin was a little confused .

They travel thousands of miles in the cold, isn't it just for this?

But Marquis Garcia shook his head:

"No. This is not our goal."