Rhodes was a little curious and a little happy. After all, it was incredible to encounter the Empire's army in a place like this.
Why did the empire send troops to a place like this? Could it be that they were like me, searching for the remains of the frost dragon and bringing them back for cross-examination?
Just when Rhodes was about to walk over and ask, a soldier walked towards him. Combining the military flag and his sophisticated equipment, Rhodes quickly guessed the identity of this man.
"Rick Guard?"
Rhodes asked with a smile.
"Yes. Varrick, Captain of the Imperial Reik Custodes. Thank you, stranger, for saving us."
The soldier politely took off his gloves and bowed.
"Rod. Northern Lord of Kislev."
Rhodes smiled, shook hands with the soldiers and saluted.
It’s no wonder that a few dozen people can resist hundreds of Norsca troops in the wild. This troop is definitely elite. It’s a reasonable explanation to say they are Rick Guards. However, these people appear here.
What to do? Rod still had questions.
Just when Rhodes was about to ask further, the dwarf butcher Bogul behind him seemed to have discovered something and walked past angrily.
"Hey, where are you going?"
Rhodes shouted loudly. But it seemed that the butcher was indifferent, with hatred and anger still shining in his eyes. Rhodes only felt that something was wrong, and was about to grab the dwarf. Unexpectedly, the battle had already begun.
The moment Bogur rushed forward, the archers in the imperial army opened their bows and nocked arrows, aiming at the advancing dwarves. In less than a heartbeat, the sharp arrows had been shot out from the fingers of the bow and flew towards the dwarves.
"careful!"
Rod shouted.
But Bogul seemed to be well prepared. The dwarf butcher wielded a steel battle axe, and blocked the arrows fired by the archer with one blow.
But then, the second arrow was already on the string! Such speed! Rhodes saw clearly that it was not an imperial archer at all, but an elf ranger! Two pointed ears protruded from the hood. No wonder Bogul
Regardless of whether you ask or not, just rush in...
But something more serious was yet to come, as the dwarves in the team rushed out like a man possessed, unable to stop them.
The imperial soldiers stopped directly in front of the dwarf.
"Get out of the way! Otherwise, I'll kill you too!"
The dwarf ranger captain yelled, but the Rick guards had expressionless faces and stood between the dwarves and elves like iron cans.
"Your Excellency, please take care of your people. Otherwise, we will be rude to them."
Varrick, captain of the Guards, shouted.
"They are not my subordinates..."
Rhodes responded awkwardly. Indeed, the dwarves, as foreign aid, do not fall under Rhodes' jurisdiction...
On the other side, Bogul was already engaged in a fierce battle with the elf ranger.
After shooting the second arrow, the wood elf ranger had no time to draw the bow again and could only retreat quickly. However, Bogul, who was lightly armed, pressed forward step by step. His battle ax swung forward crazily, fell to the ground, and lifted up
Bursts of snowflakes.
The wood elf dodges nimbly, and its slender figure disappears and appears, like an elegant dance, making every attack of the butcher miss.
Bogul's angry slash was missed again, and his body instinctively leaned forward. The Elf Ranger seized this opportunity. She took a small step back, grasped the long bow, and swept away with all her strength. Bogul only felt that in front of her eyes
A shadow swept over him, and he screamed in his heart that something was wrong. But it was too late, and the long bow struck his face like an iron whip. Bogul felt darkness in front of him, and he was knocked to the ground, with swollen blood marks appearing on the side of his face.
The moment the butcher fell to the ground, the wood elf took out the short knife from his waist and jumped up like a deer. She was about to succeed. However, the experienced and energetic butcher was not so easy to kill.
Just as the elf dagger was about to pierce his throat, Bogul came to his senses and punched the thin elf ranger over in the snow.
The two stood up and fought each other again. However, this time, the wood elf ranger was slightly better. Bogul roared and struck with an axe. The wood elf ranger dodged sideways and flipped his wrist. The elf dagger left two wounds on the butcher's waist.
There were deep wounds. Warm blood immediately overflowed from the two wounds. Fortunately, Bogul's strong muscles saved him. The blade did not cut the internal organs, but only cut the skin and muscles.
Aliria was a little resentful. Normally, this dwarf would have died a long time ago. But this is the continent of Norsca, and the climate is extremely low. In such a low temperature environment, Aliria only felt that her body was so weak. She bit
He gritted his teeth and struck again.
Aliria jumped high, the elf's double blades reflected the silver light, and Bogul reluctantly swung his battle ax to fight back. The elf's short sword and the dwarf's heavy ax collided fiercely in the air, sparking stars.
It has to be said that in the confrontation of strength, the Butcher has the advantage.
After being hit, the wood elf fell into the snow, and Bogul roared closely behind him. However, when the wood elf landed, he relied on his strong balance, stepped on the ground with both feet, and raised his knife to block. The dwarf's battle ax and
The short elven blades collided and hit each other again. In a confrontation of strength, Bogul pushed the battle ax down fiercely. Just before he was about to hit the wood elf, the wood elf ranger pulled the blade away with all his strength, retreated with his body, and hid.
The butcher opened and chopped ferociously.
The battle ax hit the snow, raising flying snowflakes. However, the next moment, a vigorous figure flew out of the snowflakes and stepped directly on the dwarf's battle ax. A silver light flashed, and the blade was pointed directly at the dwarf.
throat.
At this critical moment, a giant sword stopped in front of the elf's short sword.
Bang...
There was a crisp metal strike sound, and Rhodes' long sword completely neutralized the wood elf's attack, saving Bogul's life again.
"enough!"
The wood elf ranger still wanted to attack, but was restrained by Rhodes again. The cold iron sword was firmly against the elf ranger's short blade. No matter how hard Aliria tried, she could not shake the man in front of her.
"Do you want to continue fighting like this and let those barbarians surround us again?"
Rhodes yelled. Suddenly, there was silence all around. The dwarves who were angrily trying to help Bogul kill the elves just now also became quiet. The corpses of barbarians on the ground told them that the danger had not passed yet.
But even though the dwarves calmed down, Rick's guards did not relax their vigilance and blocked these dwarves.
Captain Varrick hurried from the team to protect the wood elf.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
The captain of the guard asked with concern. But he was met with an indifferent look from the female elf——
"I'm fine."
"Listen, I don't care what hatred you have between you, but here, in this ghost place, we must unite to avoid being rounded up by the savages again. Damn it, an elf, with a group of elite imperial soldiers, ran to
What are you doing here in this icy and snowy place?”
Rhodes asked with a puzzled look on his face.
After the two men calmed down, they carefully put down their weapons.
"To pursue the source of chaos."
Captain Varrick returned politely.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
After hearing this, Rhodes couldn't help laughing. The scene was awkward for a while. The elf thought that the man in front of him was laughing at him, so he clenched the dagger in his hand again.
"With all due respect, you will never be able to eradicate the source of chaos."
Rhodes said with a smile——
"Whether it is the origin of Chaos or the real main force of Chaos, with your current strength, you can't eradicate it, you can't even find it. You are all so weak on the Norsca Peninsula, let alone the Chaos Wasteland in the north.
"
"Is there another continent north of this continent?"
the female elf asked.
"Of course. There is also a continent that is larger than the old world. There are hundreds of thousands or even millions of Chaos warriors living there. The climate there is also harsher, and storms are commonplace. The warriors there have gone through extreme tests.
Some warriors were blessed by the Chaos Gods and were born to fight. Their skin is even connected to their armor. One of these warriors can beat ten of you. Norsca is just the bridgehead of the Chaos forces.
You can't stand it here, let alone the chaotic wasteland in the north."
Rhodes said with a smile. You can see the expressions of disbelief on the faces of the guard captain and the wood elf.
"Is what you said true?"
The wood elf ranger asked seriously.
"It's real."
Rhodes said——
"Also, do you plan to keep talking to me while wearing a mask like this?"
After saying that, the female elf took off her mask neatly. It was a beautiful and delicate oval face, but it was a little white due to the wind and snow. The scars left by the battle just now were still on her face, and there was a slight trace of it.