Heartbreaker

Fallows led the remaining Winter Ting Army out of the Dark Vine Castle and stationed at the foot of a high mountain more than ten miles away.The king's undead disappeared after the first battle in the castle, and the army was filled with gray emotions. Even the sound of the horses' singing was extremely decayed, like ears of grain smashed by hail.

The knights understood how much the bloodthirsty undead had cast a shadow over these sword-wielding warriors—or rather, "humans"—brought upon them all those years ago.The existence of a single undead can nullify the efforts of tens of thousands of troops.Now, he saw the bluish-white flame in the night sky again.

Fallows stared blankly at his palm, which had the same flame color.If the flame color of each undead is unique, then he can almost be sure that the undead who attacked them a few days ago is the same bloodthirsty undead summoned by Gerson Renther back then.

why is that?Judging from his limited understanding of the undead, the general undead only obeys his master.What the bloodthirsty undead got should be Gerson's soul, but now it has become Elliot's subordinate.If it wasn't for Elliott's use of means to bring the undead under his command, it would be...

Thinking of this, Fallows suddenly felt shuddering.

That is, the bloodthirsty undead back then had Elliott's soul in his body.And the so-called "Gerson Renssel failed to summon the undead" was just a secret conspiracy, detonating a huge possibility behind the incident-Gerson Renssel may have been a traitor of the Wanjiang Empire. Undercover agent and agent of the Clan, and what he really served was Elliott Stewart.The destruction of the Wanjiang Empire, including the massacre of the undead, was not a coincidence of fate, but an inevitability of human manipulation!

"Damn it!" Fallows roared angrily, pulling at his hair.At that moment, he suddenly understood what the king said, understood the other party's concerns, and where the tyrannical temper came from.

Only people who live in constant fear and anxiety can become like this.Because he knows that it is not others who are against them, but the abyss itself.

Things got even worse when the tired Silver Scale Knight walked into the military tent where the matter was being discussed.

He looked around and saw similar depression on the faces of every general.Fallows suddenly felt tempted to sneer, to laugh at the situation from the bottom of his heart, at everyone, at himself.

What kind of silver knight, he is a waste.The young knight even wondered why he was not an undead, because he didn't have the power to crush everything in his hands.If he was an undead, he would definitely tear Elliott and that female undead into pieces, and bring shame to the Wanjiang Empire.

"Chief Knight, we have received a letter from the garrison on the Black Maple Plain." A general handed a letter in front of him with a heavy face, and said, "The letter said...they saw the shadow of the undead there."

Fallows felt that he hardly had the strength to pick up the letter now.He scanned the densely packed writing with empty eyes, and remained silent for a long time.The other generals couldn't hold back, and said directly, "They saw two colors of blue and blue and white, like two floating flames. Then the blue disappeared, and the blue and white walked towards... Vulture City."

****

——You are already too tired, go to sleep for a while, Luo...

I opened my eyes, and the transparent ice covered my head like a dome, several meters thick, just like the sparkling water curtain in the deep sea.She locked me here, chaining me with undead power.I found a huge pit in the ice field below me. This ice cage turned out to be that she tore off several large pieces of ice on the surface and irradiated it with a bluish-white flame, causing the melted ice water to fill the gaps in the ice and freeze again. made.

"Lemon..."

I murmured the name in a low voice, my sight regained clarity, I recalled what she said before I fell into a coma, I stood up abruptly, trying to break through the solid ice above my head like a curtain wall——

"Ugh!"

The tightness that came from all over my body almost strangled me into a seam.I knelt down on the ground, dripping with cold sweat, and found circles of black lines drawn on my skin, with bluish-white flames floating outside.The mysterious black totem seemed to be alive and spreading, like living vines wrapped around my body. As long as I moved a little, there would be a piercing pain from the black lines.

I recognized this peculiar life form, and felt very sad for her "good intentions".

This is the "Wild Marsh Thorn", the unique magic thorn of the Barren Swamp. Unlike ordinary thorns that only wrap around the outside of the body, it will get in like a parasite, blend with your skin, and leave a spiral black The lines are their entangled bodies.The terrible thing about the thorns in the wilderness is that the more you struggle, the tighter you entangle, and the more you move, the deeper you pierce.Since a long time ago, those who tried to break free from the thorns of the wilderness died of suffocation or pain, and no one survived.

If you want to live, you have to stay quietly and honestly, without moving.

I know she wants me to do this.

I caressed my body wrapped in magic thorns, panting heavily, and looked at the light blue ice layer.The thorns melted into the skin, and I had no leverage to untangle them.A faint blue flame ignited in the depths of the eye hole, and I saw that in the thick ice layer, the criss-crossed ice cracks like spider silk reflected a dazzling blue-white color, like a dense and irregular web of light .

She embedded the power of the undead in the frozen ice crevice.I smiled wryly and shook my head, it really wasn't just as simple as the ice layer, she wouldn't let me escape so easily.

"I won't give up... No matter what method you use to trap me, I will break out..." I struggled to stand up, feeling the magic thorn pierced a little deeper in my body, and the cold air stagnated between my dry and cold teeth . "Feline..."

—You are my enemy now.Why did you become like this?Why is it my enemy...

The thought made me want to cry, and I still have the image of her teary eyes in my mind.I never thought that one day, Feilin and I would draw our swords and stand on both sides of the red line of hostility, like two dead fighters walking into the arena. Only by putting each other to death can we survive.

And with our mutual masters as bargaining chips.

I lowered my head and heard my own sobs, my eye sockets were as hot as if they were being licked by a tongue of fire.I closed my aching eyes, raised one hand with difficulty, endured the sharp pain like a knife, and mobilized the strength of my whole body.

The faint blue light spheres gathered slowly like fireflies, and condensed into a small sickle in my palm.I held it and stroked the dark lines on the abdomen and chest that seemed to be wriggling under the skin.Probably also on the back, as well as the thighs and cheeks.They're all over half my body, and it must take a while to get rid of them...

puff.

Thinking like this, I gouged out the first piece of flesh on my arm.Along with the muffled sound of minced meat falling to the ground, I heard the shriveled and shriveled sound of the magicthorn.A ball of foul-smelling purple-black water vapor escaped from the meat, completely dissipating in the air.

****

Not only the female undead, after half a day, the garrison in Luosai Wetland sent information.The [-] soldiers from Faint Vine Castle bypassed a Candivia mountain and marched towards Vulture City in two teams.

"Evacuate the Dark Vine Castle, let the garrison retreat to the Black Maple Plain, and we will gather there."

Fallows gave the order and pulled out a steed with strong limbs, wearing the holy armor of the Silver Kirin Knight, and put on a helmet.He looked at the vast and boundless snowfield, and was speechless for a while, as if he was trying to figure out his remaining time.

The other generals stayed behind, hesitantly saying, "Chief Knight, are we really going to stop attacking?"

"The current Winter Ting Army has less than 1000 people left." Fallows said with a dull expression, "And the Twilight Empire can recruit a large number of strong men at any time. Even if we rush into their territory, we may lose nine out of ten battles." .”

The war horse let out a long hiss, and the silver saddle was covered with a thin layer of frost.He said, "But now, the undead and soldiers are threatening the city of Vulture, threatening the lives of the king and the people. The weak troops in the rear are completely unable to withstand this offensive."

The general said, "Then you..."

"I have to go to Vulture City." Fallows said bitterly, "I will go back to His Majesty first. The undead said that he would take his life, so I will use my sword to block the catastrophe for him. King Qi was killed If you swallow it, you will lose everything. Regardless of whether the Winter Ting Army can win in the end, if the king is killed, it is still a failure. Protecting the king is my first duty as the Silver Scale Knight."

As he spoke, tears suddenly flashed across his calm and vicissitudes eyes.The knight took a few deep breaths under the cover of the mask, and said hoarsely, "But in this way, the defense on the battlefield depends on you. I know, as the commander, I shouldn't leave at this time..."

"It's okay, Knight Commander."

The calm and calm tone made the young knight raise his eyes in amazement. Through the cold helmet, he saw the resolute faces of the other generals, as well as the cold and resolute light in those eyes.

"Don't forget that we were also the generals under Marshal Backhouse." An older general laughed, "If you are here, we will naturally obey your orders. If you leave, we will definitely obey your orders." Faith, defend the territory to the death, until the last moment of battle and life."

"This is the belief and glory that the Winter Ting Army still insists on even when they are at their worst. We are not afraid of failure, what we are afraid of is trying to survive, isn't it?"

"That's right, we are not afraid of failure, what we are afraid of is surviving..." Fallows almost squeezed out the words through his teeth.His voice was hoarse, and he tried his best not to let himself cry, "I leave it to you."

They performed a solemn military salute for each other.The cloud parted slightly, and the thin sunlight showed golden veins, and the Silver Scale Knight, amidst the crisp trampling of the horse's hooves and the whipping of the whip, headed for the snow-covered north.

This trip lasted five days.

In order to lighten the load on the horses, Fallows did not bring much rations.He had been hungry for two days, his eye sockets were sunken, and he rode the equally exhausted steed, like a lonely black dot, galloping across the white and silent snow field.While the advancing speed of the Twilight Empire army is slow, the undead should be fast.Thinking that the other party was gradually approaching the Vulture City, Fallows was so angry that he couldn't care less about thinking about it, and hurried on his way with all his heart.

Soon, he arrived at Iron Cone Mountain.

This mountain is extremely dangerous. It is a gathering place for wolves, tigers and leopards in the northern region. At night, fog will rise, which will not dissipate for several days, making it even more difficult for people in the mountain to travel.It is said that countless travelers died in this dangerous mountain.

But for the current Cavaliers, he no longer has so many worries.If he didn't go around this mountain, but took the road from the mountain, he could save three days and reach Vulture City one minute faster, which would increase the safety of the king and the people in the city.

The white horse seemed to sense some kind of dangerous and mysterious aura of the mountain, and turned its head desperately to refuse, not wanting to enter.Fallows tightened the reins coldly, stroked the horse's mane, and said softly, "Hey, this is the last journey. Besides, we have no better way to go."

He beat the steed fiercely, forcing it to run up the hill, and quickly shuttled through the cold and empty forest.The mountain road is steep, rocks are scattered everywhere like garbage, and colorful insects are crawling under the dead leaves.Fallows smelled the sour smell in the air, a bitter mixture of corpses and poison gas.Occasionally he could see white bones covered by broken leaves and weeds on the side of the road, and crows with black feathers crowded around the corpses to peck at them.

Thinking that he might also become a member of the pile of bones, Fallows was not only not afraid, but smiled nonchalantly.On the way, he killed a leopard chasing him, lit a fire and had a feast.He has been walking in the mountains for two days. If he maintains this speed, he will be able to leave the mountain in one more day, and then gallop on the snow field for another day to reach Vulture City.

Unfortunately, after only a few hours, the tired horse fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and died.

Fallows suddenly fell from his horse and fell to the ground. He looked up at the bleak sky, suddenly felt weak, and lay like a corpse in the desolate and steep mountain forest, panting for breath.He looked at the white horse's body calmly, thinking, death is really a very easy thing.The dead have completed their mission, while the living will continue to linger on in this world.

He pulled out the sword at his waist, propped up his body that was about to fall apart, and walked to the edge of the high mountain, thinking about how long it would take to get there if he ran at his own pace...

Chirp - chirp -

The rough and hoarse scream of the hawk suddenly sounded on the top of the mountain, and accompanied by a low-pitched flapping of wings, Fallows slowly turned his ice-blue eyes, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in the dim pupils!

He almost forgot.

Iron Cone Mountain is also a gathering place for the man-eating eagles of the Northern Territory, and there are many eagle nests far apart on the top of the mountain.His father had taught him how to tame this powerful black vulture, and he remembered the first man-eating vulture he had personally driven.Although the eagle was later hacked to death by the king in a melee, the young knight remembered the excitement and shock of sitting on its hard feathered back and soaring into the sky.

But now he has no time to recall those passionate and lively times.Fallows stared at the snow field in the damp cold mist, and thought that if he drove the man-eating eagle to Vulture City, it would take no more than half a day.

A nice idea.As long as you don't get pierced by the sharp eagle claws and beak, you will die here.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel "Xiaoyuan" for the nutrient solution, so moved! QAQ