Countless beastmen roared in the valley, like a rushing torrent, passing through the narrow valley. It stirred up and rolled up snow dust all over the sky.
Deep in the Curling Canyon, when the tribal warriors who set up an ambush saw the furious herd of beasts, they couldn't help but feel nervous. Boris stood in front of the team, staring at the galloping herd of beasts, his eyes full of perseverance and tenacity.
That is a generous and high-spirited attitude.
"Get ready to break the ice!"
When two-thirds of the beastmen had passed through the canyon, Lilia's heart couldn't help but raise her throat, and she shouted an order. However, she was severely stopped by Boris——
"No! Waiting."
At this moment, Boris is like a wolf, lurking in the depths of darkness, observing and calculating prey.
Everyone's hands holding weapons were trembling, but Boris was unusually calm. His calmness was not because of how perfect this tactic was. In fact, it was just the simplest fraud and trap tactic. Boris was calm.
, because he has no fear of death. His heart has died long ago, and it doesn't matter if his body dies again. However, he cannot die meaninglessly. And now, for the survival of this tribe, there is no need to risk his life once.
It's pretty meaningless.
"Hold on!"
At the front of the team, Boris raised his arm and made a gesture to stabilize the entire army. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the past, when he was the talented boy from Kislev, commanding thousands of troops to attack the enemy on the battlefield.
, a high-spirited aristocratic young man. Yes, at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the past. However, behind him were no longer the fully armed and well-trained Kislev regular army, but a group of ragged men who were forced to fight in order to survive.
, a tribal youth shivering in the cold wind.
Boris lay down, feeling the trembling of the ice and the violent stampeding sound coming from hundreds of meters away.
"Wait, wait!"
Even though the vanguard of the beastmen were already very close to him, he could even see their thick bodies running and sprinting wildly, and the hot breath exhaled from their mouths and noses evaporated into a trace of white mist in the air.
Lilia's eyes turned red, but Boris still endured it!
"Come on, bastards, come closer, come closer!"
Staring closely at the advancing beastman army, Boris growled to himself in his heart.
Finally, a large number of beastmen rushed into the frozen lake.
"Now! Break the ice!"
Suddenly, Boris stood up suddenly and waved his right arm holding the battle ax vigorously.
The orders were conveyed layer by layer, and on the frozen lake not far away, the powerful archer Kid drew his long bow and fired rockets into the sky above the frozen lake.
The tribal ambush above the valley immediately carried out the order. The boulder, which was as tall as a person, rumbled down from the top of the mountain under the repeated efforts of everyone.
The movement on the hillside in the distance obviously attracted the attention of many beastmen. However, the beastmen rushing at the front obviously didn't care so much anymore. Like real bloodthirsty beasts, they rushed towards the thin human beings who were so close in front of them.
. Those are their old enemies, the weak creatures they dream of tearing apart. Especially after days of harassment with bows and arrows, being able to kill these annoying weak humans at close range is simply a way to vent their anger!
Bang!
Boris felt his eyes go dark. The oncoming tauren were like a giant wall, and a warhammer as tall as a person came straight at him with unparalleled power.
Boris instinctively raised his shield for protection, but his body was ejected backwards the moment the war hammer hit him. With wild brute force, the war hammer directly made a dent in Boris's steel shield, and behind the shield
Half of Boris's arms trembled violently and he lost consciousness for a while.
Rumble…
On the lake in the distance, there were waves of terrifying explosions. It was a pure impact. The huge boulders on the mountain rolled repeatedly, colliding with the newly frozen lake with terrifying speed and mass.
Like a blue gem that is slowly cracking, while the ferocious beastmen are still fighting with a large number of tribal warriors, cracks have quietly appeared on the edge of the ice lake.
More boulders were pushed down from the top of the mountain. Facing an astonishing number of beastman troops, the tribal soldiers far away from the battlefield frantically pushed down the boulders, as if the group of tribal warriors fighting for their lives in the center of the battlefield had nothing to do with them.
In the eyes of the soldiers of the ambush team, it seems that only the beastmen must be drowned here! Because, only in this way can they survive...
Bang! Bang!...
The sound of huge boulders breaking the ice came from a distance.
The beastmen who were fighting with humans in front were completely addicted to the bloody battle, but behind the black and brown beasts, many beastmen were already aware of the seriousness of the problem. Many timid inferior horns had even
Started to flee.
"Drag them!"
"Hold them!"
Almost all the peripheral tribal warriors were shouting in their hearts. The ice surface was splitting almost at a speed visible to the naked eye. Those cracks spread quickly like spider webs.
More and more beastmen in the rear of the team began to realize that something was wrong and fled from the lake. However, the tribal chief had already led the light cavalry troops to stand ready on the shore. Bows, arrows and hunting spears were fired from the lake shore at the fleeing beasts.
people.
As soon as some inferior horned beasts landed ashore, they were hunted and trampled by the more mobile Ugor cavalry. The horses' hooves trampled the flesh, dyeing the edge of the ice lake blood red.
Boris raised his shield and fought hard again. He could easily kill ten or twenty inferior horned beasts, but facing the monster-like tauren, normal human strength seemed so powerless. Although in terms of speed and agility,
Boris had an absolute advantage. However, he was injured... The numbed half of his arm could hardly use any strength. Facing the Minotaur's ferocious blows again and again, Boris could only dodge in embarrassment.
One, two, three... As the Minotaur lost his mind and beat wildly, Boris saw the ice at the feet of the beast...
Yes, it is falling apart!
However, the furious tauren ignored this huge danger and continued to swing the war hammer, hammering at the weak human warrior on the ice.
Finally, there was a sound of ice breaking, and the ice under the feet of Boris and the Minotaur suddenly shattered!
The huge ice cube was lifted up like an upturned boat. The Tauren warrior standing on it instantly slipped to the ground, with almost no chance to struggle. The huge Tauren whined and followed the smooth surface of the ice.
He slid directly into the lake, splashing into a cloud of cold water.
Just as the minotaur roared and fell into the lake, Boris also lost his balance and slid into the lake.
The cold lake water suddenly soaked into the whole body, and the leather armor and cotton clothes on the body were like a weight-bearing ghost, dragging it deeply into the water like a devil's palm!
The heavy cotton clothes used to keep warm on land were like shackles in the water, trapping Boris. He struggled to surface and breathe air. But another piece of ice broke, and the sharp ice floe was like a seesaw.
A group of beasts and human soldiers above were immediately knocked down, and more bodies smashed down from above!
Just as Boris was about to touch the water, his vision went dark, and the heavy body falling into the water pushed him back heavily.
The cold lake water poured in immediately, almost suffocating Boris...
He is almost dead. The breath of death is like a vine, trapping him in it. The surrounding space is like a boundless darkness. Death is waving to him. The coldness will freeze his body and imprison his soul in this pitch black forever.
The bottom of the frozen lake!
However, in a flash, Boris saw his father again, saw the glory of Kislev City, saw Dennis, and saw the King of the North... An extremely violent white bear roared inside him, pushing him hard.
Bring back reality!
With the last trace of reason and clarity, Boris held his breath, rowed his stiff arms again, and at the same time stepped on the water with all his strength, trying to surface.
He succeeded... Just when he couldn't hold it anymore, his head popped out of the water. The extremely weak Boris lay on a piece of ice, breathing the turbid air on the lake crazily and greedily. Here, there are dirty beastmen
The stench smelled like blood. The clean lake water was dyed blood red. Countless beastmen were struggling to escape, but the lake surface had obviously broken into countless large and small pieces of ice. The curling canyon was as huge as a demon.
His deep blue eye sockets swallowed up millions of living lives.