Chapter 310 An unexpected collision
The cold wind howled and rolled up snowflakes.
The vast wasteland was gradually covered in white, and under the cover of wind and snow, only the outlines of distant peaks could be seen.
The Anzeta Wilderness, known as the "extremely cold place", has finally entered a long and cruel winter. At this time, all creatures on this barren land are doing their best to survive.
The climate in the North is always so uncertain. Soon the wind and snow dissipate, leaving only white frost on the ground.
And just on the snow-covered road, thousands of troops were moving forward with difficulty. They were wrapped in thin cotton clothes, like a black river in a white world, leaving a long trail on the thick snow. trace.
"Quick! Follow up behind me!"
“Take advantage of the good weather and hurry up!”
Viscount Farouk Edson rode on his horse and waved his whip, shouting at his men.
He is also a noble belonging to the Principality of Bosque. This time, at the request of Archduke Leo, he rushed to the battlefield with his family's private army.
However, he did not bring many knights with him, but instead brought in a lot of good and bad serfs as cannon fodder. Knights are the foundation of their family, how can they be consumed so easily?
Looking down at the thick snow under his feet, Viscount Faruk couldn't help but spit and complained:
"Damn weather."
"I don't know what Archduke Leo is thinking about starting a war at this time."
Starting the war at the beginning of winter was a decision made by the Northland nobles of the "Anti-Red Dragon Alliance" after many discussions.
Many of the troops in the Ember Kingdom have red dragon blood flowing through them, and in the cold climate of Anzeta, their vitality will be greatly reduced, and they may even suffer from attrition, and the tenacious Scanya People seem to be better able to endure the cold winter, so this is also called the "Winter Offensive" by Archduke Leo.
The noble armies from all over the North began to mobilize and gathered at the borders of the Principality of Bosque, the Principality of Fano and the Kingdom of Ember, preparing for a desperate battle with the evil Red Dragon Kingdom. However, these nobles claimed to "give all their strength" , how much power it can actually produce is unknown.
For example, the Edson family sent their second son, who was not taken seriously, and paired him with a motley army.
"What is that?"
Farouk raised his head, and there seemed to be several fuzzy black spots in the sky.
The expression of the knight knight beside him suddenly changed. He seemed to have remembered some terrible rumors.
"My Lord, it may be. Yes, the Red Scale Conqueror."
"How is it possible!"
Faruk's face was suddenly filled with fear and his whole body was shaking.
He just wanted to use his melee skills on the battlefield. If he could reach the station and send these cannon fodder to the battlefield, he would be successful. How could he have imagined that he would encounter such danger!
The reputation of the Red Scale Conquerors has been widely spread in the North. It is said that they are a group of monsters riding flying dragons. They will come with terrifying dragon roars and bring fire and death to their enemies.
The retinue knight reminded:
"Sir, they seem to be just scouts."
"Ah, that must be the case. The target of these red-scale conquerors is not us."
Farouk wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a forced smile.
Those few little black dots actually passed through the sky, just hovering in the sky, which made him let out a long sigh of relief.
"Phew, it's okay."
"As long as I send these cannon fodder to the front line, my mission will be accomplished."
"Almost there."
Farouk murmured in a voice that only he could hear, praying to the gods in his heart.
Passing the pass in front, he would reach his destination soon. At that time, he could stay in the safest camp and completely relax.
However, facts often do not come true easily.
"Buzz——"
Only a piercing scream was heard overhead.
Faruk raised his head hastily, his eyes full of fear of the unknown, and he saw metal balls falling from the sky.
"What is that?"
"It's going to fall!" "Get out of the way, don't stop me!"
"Do you want to die?"
His "army" suddenly fell into chaos. These timid people who were afraid of death were crowded and noisy. There was even a stampede accident, and it was unknown how many lives were lost in the chaotic crowd.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, with a thunderous sound, those metal balls suddenly exploded in mid-air.
Balls of flames fell from the sky, just like the gods sending down "fire rain" punishment.
Firelight reflected in Farouk's pupils, and he murmured:
"O Gods"
After the metal ball slowly landed on the ground, the fire engulfed everything.
There were people's wailing and roaring everywhere, and the cotton-padded clothes of the soldiers were burning. Even if they had a chance to escape, they no longer had the will to fight.
This is the latest achievement of the Burning Ember Kingdom Ordnance Institute - incendiary bombs, which can cause great damage to the enemy. However, this inhumane method has been condemned by some domestic scholars.
After a round of incendiary bombing, the soldiers had fled everywhere.
Farooq was lucky. He took off and discarded his burning clothes in time, survived the "rain of fire" in the sky, and rode a panicked horse to escape to his destination.
"You deserve to die, such an enemy."
"We must get out of here!"
However, just as he was about to pass the pass, mottled currents, countless pairs of cloudy eyes appeared in front of him, and a noisy sound like barking dogs sounded - it was the army of kobolds.
"Ouch~~"
The largest and most dragon-like leader of the kobolds raised his head and let out a howl. He was the thirty-third child of Jin Ya, but combined with Jin Ya's love affair, perhaps his ranking was even lower. However, he was obviously not taken seriously and was assigned to be the leader of the cannon fodder corps.
"Just, just kobolds."
"They can't catch me."
Facing the menacing kobold, with a strong desire to survive, Faruk suddenly reined in the reins, and even displayed his riding skills that were usually difficult to achieve, and turned the horse's head in an emergency.
But the kobolds behind them laughed ferociously. They raised the worn-out shotguns in their hands, added a mouthful of oil from the ammunition paper bag, and loaded it.
"Bang!"
"Bang! Bang!"
Along with the chaotic gunfire, wisps of smoke emerged from the muzzle of the gun.
These kobolds have not undergone much training, and the accuracy of these obsolete firearms is not enough, and bullets often fly everywhere.
But the victory was that there were enough of them. Dozens of shotguns fired at the same time. Three or four shots were fired from a hundred meters away, which directly smashed Farooq's back into a sieve, causing him to fall off the horse and fall to the ground. It rolled around a lot.
Until his death, the viscount never understood why he was beaten to death by a group of kobolds from a hundred meters away.
"I beat him to death!"
A kobold said excitedly.
"Get out of here, I was the one who obviously beat you to death, I hit you in the heart!"
Another kobold pushed and cursed disdainfully.
Just like that, the two kobolds struggled together and made angry sounds like barking dogs.
Finally, the tall and strong kobold leader stepped forward, lifted the two kobolds up with one hand, and stared at them with a grin.
"Now, do you know who killed this human noble?"
"Of course it's you."
The two kobolds curled up and replied weakly.
(End of chapter)