Chapter 54 Headache
The battle has lasted for nearly twenty minutes since it began.
This is a great test for anyone's physical strength. Because the sword must be swung with all its strength to cut through the winter wolf's fur and cause fatal injuries, some soldiers have already become exhausted.
But Rena didn't seem to feel tired at all. Each of her strikes was the most appropriate force and the most precise attack. While conserving her physical strength, her killing efficiency far exceeded that of any guard knight.
She even had the energy to focus on Viola to prevent her from being in danger.
However, Viola didn't pay too much attention to the results of other people's battles. She shook off the blood on the sword blade and reached out to pick up the wounded soldier.
The battle lines are now in a stalemate, but the numbers are absolutely disadvantageous to Viola. After all, it takes two or three soldiers to deal with a winter wolf in a head-on battle, and she only has two thousand soldiers, but the number of winter wolves also exceeds two thousand. .
Turning back and looking in the direction of the pass, past the traps and frontal fighting, Viola finally saw the tail of the winter wolves.
It's time to make a big move.
After turning the hilt of the sword, he stabbed a still struggling winter wolf to death. A white ball of light was emitted from Viola's sword hilt.
The ball of light rose into the air like a signal flare.
Hidden near the crossbowmen, the five remaining palace magicians recited obscure spells upon seeing this, and then fired fireballs at the pack of winter wolves that were squeezing through the pass.
Huge orange-red fireballs exploded from the wolves one after another, mixed with terrifying loud noises, and even caused the wolves to "break gear".
Although the magician is strong, his blue bar is limited and must be used wisely.
After this wave of fire support, the number of winter wolves can be greatly reduced. The rest depends on the efforts of the soldiers.
In such a fight-to-the-death formation, no winter wolf is allowed to enter Leon's territory.
This deviated territory is not like other places where adventurers are wandering around. If a winter wolf comes in, ordinary villagers will not be able to resist at all.
Therefore, no winter wolf can be let go. They will either roll back to the snowy area or die here.
The balance of victory is gradually tilting in the direction of Viola. After all, a lot of preparations have been made in the early stage. Moreover, no matter how smart the winter wolves are, they are only the smartest among wild beasts. Compared with mortals, their guts are nothing.
Using ambushes, traps, and tactics to create a huge advantage for herself, Viola has great confidence in her soldiers and knights, and she knows her side will win.
But a new problem arises.
After fighting to Viola's side, Zola, who was almost covered in wolf blood, said:
"Why don't these winter wolves retreat?"
Yes, this is a new problem.
It has been emphasized many times that winter wolves are not stupid, and they are not creatures that will fight to the death. Once they find that the situation is unfavorable, they will retreat immediately without hesitation.
Now, even the winter wolves can see that it is difficult for them to break through the soldiers' blockade, but why are they still rushing south with all their strength?
After all, the climate in Leon's territory is not a suitable environment for winter wolves to survive at all. It is too hot in summer, and winter wolves will faint from the heat in patches.
Except for occasionally entering Leon's territory in winter, they always hang out in the snowfields at other times.
So why do these winter wolves move south at this time in May?
"Your Highness, we seem to be in big trouble."
Reina saw a high-speed shadow flashing across the line between the sky and the mountain, and immediately felt an extremely bad feeling in her heart.
"What did you see?"
Before Reina could report, he was interrupted by a roar coming from the valley.
--hold head high!
The sound echoed continuously in the valley, deafening and breathtaking.
Including Viola, many people have never heard such a terrifying roar, and lions and tigers cannot compare with it.
"Listen, Your Highness. That's a dragon."
The roar of a dragon is unique and cannot be imitated by any creature, especially since the sound alone can awaken the most primal fears in people's hearts.
"Dragon? How can there be a dragon in this place!"
Viola was about to ask, but then a gust of wind mixed with snowflakes and ice flakes hit her face.
A huge, elegant and beautiful creature hovered forty to fifty meters above its head. Its flawless white scales were like the white snow that has not melted for thousands of years in the snowfield. Its ice-blue eyes scanned the winter wolves and soldiers below. The fangs as sharp as razors are placed in the slightly open mouth, and the slender tail swings left and right, but there is no doubt about its power, the dragon's tail can smash the city wall with one blow. Everyone looked at the behemoth appearing above their heads in shock. Even the winter wolf, which had just been desperately attacking the defense line, was now lying on the ground with its head hanging down as if it had resigned to its fate.
Viola suddenly understood why winter wolves went south in groups.
Because they are being driven away by a dragon!
As the top of the food chain and the most powerful creature in the mortal world, the dragon let out a low roar that seemed to be squeezed out of its throat.
"That's dragon language."
Reina quietly grabbed her trembling left hand and said to Viola:
"This white dragon looks young."
The older a dragon is, the more dangerous it is, but that doesn't mean it's less dangerous when it's young, just relatively speaking.
"Do you have any experience in slaying dragons?"
"Unfortunately, no."
No one could predict that a dragon would appear in such a remote place, because dragons generally like to live near wealthy countries, so that they can make money.
The white dragon floating in the sky did not notice the whispers of Viola and Reina. Maybe he noticed it, but he didn't care.
It slightly bent its slender neck and said in another language: "My name is Rhaena Sculix Mogul, Lord of the Snowy Mountains. Insignificant mortals, you have violated My territory!”
The dragon's voice was like a strong wind whistling through the eardrums, making people's ears buzz.
It looked like the dragon wanted to have a chat.
Viola quietly made a few gestures to Zola to ask the knights to get ready, and then she said loudly without hesitation:
"It was these winter wolves that invaded my territory first!"
Unexpectedly, someone would dare to resist under the pressure of the dragon. Bailong rolled his eyes and looked at Viola, who was standing there with a long sword.
"These winter wolves are my property, my sheep, you killed them, do you have any excuses?"
Viola now understood why the winter wolf ran away, because the winter wolf was regarded by the white dragon as a source of meat that could be eaten at any time.
This is the ‘flock’ that Bailong talks about.
It is possible that the winter wolves took advantage of the white dragon's unpreparedness and decided to escape en masse, so they gathered such a large number and headed south together.
But it seems too late to understand this. The problem now is not the winter wolf, but the white dragon, which is much more terrifying than the winter wolf.
"Your flock has invaded my territory and threatened my people..."
"I won't accept any excuses!"
Bailong roared: "My property has been damaged, and while you were defending, your men were still trying to sneak attack. Do you really think I didn't see it?"
The huge sound stirred up the snowflakes on the ground, making people breathless.
"That's enough! I don't want to talk to humble mortals who are full of lies! Prepare to repent under my ice flames!"
The white dragon's bloody mouth lit up with tiny blue-white auras, which was the Dragon Clan's most powerful weapon, Dragon Breath.
If it is pure nonsense to say that the breath of the winter wolf freezes the flames, the white dragon really has this ability.
But what puzzled Bai Long was that these puny mortals below did not kneel down to beg for mercy, nor did they launch an attack. Instead, they all opened their mouths, as if they had seen something extraordinary.
In fact, in the sky behind the white dragon, the dark clouds covering the stars were violently torn apart, and a huge terrifying hand fell from the clouds, each finger wrapped in purple-black stripes, Reflects an unpleasant oily sheen.
When Bailong realized that everyone was staring behind him, Bailong turned his head and saw that hand curling one finger.
"Varied……!"
Biu flicked his head at Bailong...
(End of chapter)