north of the north

After Freya crossed the storm and brought Gracie and the others back, another 7 days passed.

On this day, the training of all roll attendants was suspended.They were gathered before a clearing, and White Fang saw Freya and the High Priest standing in front of the crowd.It was rare for Freya to dress formally today. She wore a military uniform, a crown, and a golden Sun King cape.

White Fang also saw Ild, the surrendered general, who now commands the army of common men.

Is this about to start?White Fang thought, although he was puzzled, but he didn't make a sound.White Fang is no longer the simple hunter he was more than a month ago, he understands the importance of discipline.

Similarly, although no one in the entire open space knew what to do, no one made a sound, and everyone looked at Freya, waiting for her order.

"The enemy is coming." Freya said.

After one sentence, there was no panic in the audience, and it was still quiet.

Freya nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "The decisive battle will begin soon, and I think it is necessary for you to see the strength of the enemy with your own eyes."

As soon as Freya finished speaking, she raised her hand, and the magic power was linked to the scroll on the ground.And Grace and Gracie opened their hands at the same time, one left and one right.

As soon as their actions were completed, a huge light curtain appeared in front of the crowd.

Everyone can see clearly the scene on the light curtain.

Bean was stunned for a moment. The angle of view of the light curtain was exactly where he and Gracie put the light spots.

At this time, the scene of the seaside appeared on the light curtain, and a black line slowly appeared in the distance of the turbulent sea.As the black line approached, everyone realized that it was... a whale that was bigger than a big killer whale.

Their skin color is dark blue, and they are as big as two big killer whales.

And their number is densely packed, more than a whole row.

As the cetaceans docked, they opened their mouths.Suddenly a person came out of its open mouth, followed by a second, and a third, soldiers in armor, with black air around their uncovered faces.They walked from the mouth of the whale one by one and lined up silently.

The whole time, there were only the sounds of waves and whales.

And those armored soldiers who came out were like the living dead.

Yild looked at the soldiers on the light curtain and frowned tightly.Although he had already seen this scene in Freya's golden tent, he still felt that it was difficult to calm down.Any general would want such soldiers who are absolutely obedient and follow orders meticulously.Leading such soldiers can gain great advantages on the battlefield.

If there is any weakness, it is that such soldiers will not improve their morale at critical times and burst out with stronger combat effectiveness.However, this is also their advantage.Morale is the key point for every general to grasp.If possible, Ild would like to lead such a soldier with stable morale, not a soldier who fluctuates up and down and is difficult to control.

However, looking at the dead soldiers around his face, Ild folded his hands on his chest.What he wants to lead are soldiers, not monsters who want to die.A general is a person who stays with the soldiers, gathers their spirits, and holds the direction for them.A leader and a protector.

The general who created such a soldier is nothing but a coward.

He didn't dare to trust his soldiers, and he couldn't guide them, let alone protect them.

Although the number of enemies is at least three times that of our own, this is bound to be a tough battle.

However, Ild was never afraid to fight cowards.

After all the soldiers landed, the Heijia people appeared next.Violent Wolf squinted his eyes and saw that there were at least 4 black-armored men in a team of four.The last one to appear was Verrier, who was protected by two teams of black armor men and appeared at the end of the team.Then the enemy's army began to march silently.

Heijia people generally have higher physical strength and more magic reserves.But the sharp knife squad and the descendants of the adjudicator added up, at least as many as the Heijia people.

However, Violent Wolf found that neither Lord Langdon nor His Majesty Freya showed any signs of relaxation when they saw such a force.

Instead, their expressions were faintly worried.

That's not right, Violent Wolf thought, based on the calculation of such troops, it's not like they have no chance.Also, after defeating Sackling, it's great that Villiers didn't get to use his Legion of Carnivores.

Just as he was thinking, Violent Wolf saw the scene of the light curtain change.

All of a sudden, it was dusk.

The setting sun was like blood, shining on the enemy's black phalanx. Violent Wolf knew that this was just a scene recorded on the side of the storm, but looking at such a dark and silent enemy, Violent Wolf still felt his heart beating hard.

They stopped before the storm.

After a while, a squad of armored soldiers suddenly stood up and started walking into the storm.

How did they give orders?Violent Wolf was puzzled.

When the violent wolves passed through the storm, they had His Majesty Freya's protective shield.What would happen if the body directly entered the storm, Violent Wolf really didn't know.

He widened his eyes and looked at the light curtain.

The team of armored soldiers lined up, and the first soldier to walk in front stepped into the range of the storm.In the blink of an eye, Violent Wolf saw a living person being swept up into blood mist, and the originally blue storm was suddenly dyed red.

The violent wolf gasped.

Afterwards, he saw that the second soldier walked straight in without blinking his eyes, and was rolled into a cloud of blood mist again.

Then came the third one... The whole squad was so straightforward, without screaming or hesitation, one after another died in the storm.

The weird scene made everyone feel hairy.

After a small group was swallowed, the enemy did not move again, as if trapped.

The next scene...

Langdon bit his lip firmly, and this time, he wanted to see the next scene clearly.

Verrier walked slowly to the front of the formation, and he looked at the storm expressionlessly.

Then, Verrier seemed to think of something.

A group of black armor men walked up to him.

He nodded.

The four Heijia men stood separately and formed a large square in the open space.

When they stood up, the four men in black armor took out their swords and killed themselves in unison.They fell limply to the ground, but the blood blended between them, forming a pattern.

This pattern!Qingfeng unknowingly grasped the violent wolf's arm.

After the red blood intertwined into a pattern, black light appeared.Qingfeng saw a huge palm appear in the black light. This palm was pushed on the ground, and then a giant with a small mountain climbed out of the pattern.

Qingfeng stared blankly at the giant's thumb, which was composed of several almost naked human bodies.The face of the human body was open, showing a painful and wailing expression.That face...was Uncle Peterkin's face.

Little Uncle Peter King, when Qingfeng was 14 years old, graduated from the sharp knife class, and then there was news of his death in battle.Qingfeng always thought that Uncle Peterkin died on the battlefield. Later, after knowing the truth about the sharp knife, he thought that Uncle Peterkin had become a man in black armor, or that he had failed to engrave and died...

And now...

Qingfeng looked at the entire giant's body, densely packed, composed of almost perfect human bodies put together.Every face showed a painful and wailing expression.

are they alive

Or died?

"Little Qingfeng, strive to be in the sharp knife class when you grow up." Little Uncle Peter King once said to him.

Qingfeng's tears kept streaming down.

Uncle Peterkin, so, is this how you have been here all these years?

Is this how you came here all these years?Father.Langdon thought.

Langdon looked at the giant's eye sockets, a curled body.His father was the first group of people to follow Verrier, and also the first group of people to "die in battle".

Langdon clenched his fists, and this time he did, looking straight into his father's pained face.