On the cold and cold night, the bone-bone wind whistled by the ears, and the frost hit the face and left clear red marks.

A cavalry of about a thousand men was running in the night, and the stars in the sky were dim and became their best protective color.

Walsh could not have thought that Chai Anping would take charge of the army for the first time to control a Freljode Snow Wolf Cavalry!

Two days have passed since the meeting before the war. This time, Nanemana was almost fully dispatched under his command. Except for the necessary left-behind personnel, everyone else had been retreated into the designed dangerous place.

He personally led a wolf rider toward the firelight in the distance. The team of 20,000 people, plus the baggage, voices, and lights spread far away, and the direction was quite conspicuous.

"Thousands of riders will soon know our location."

Next to Chai Anping was a burly man named "Quitford", who was the deputy commander of the Nanemana cavalry unit. At this time, he was responsible for assisting Chai Anping to issue instructions.

"It's okay, we're going to make a high-profile appearance tonight."

Chai Anping lay on the wolf's back, and his sneer could be seen vaguely under the starlight.

Of course, the cold at night did not have any effect on him. Instead, it stimulated his passion and blood became even more boiling. He seemed to be integrated into this team and became the general who commanded the thousand troops, rather than the mysterious demigod.

"Oh--"

"Tread! Tread!" The flesh pad under the snow wolf's feet broke through the thin snow, making a slight sound.

Approaching!

Everyone's expressions were solemn and solemn, and then Quetford suddenly raised his right hand.

"ignition!"

They rushed up a high slope, and three hundred people in front tacitly took out the torches from the package and lit them quickly.

The torch wrapped in solid animal fat "boomed" and ignited a raging flame, and even the cold wind could not stop the spread of the fire.

The people of Winter Claw had already noticed their approach and had stopped to prepare for it. However, they did not expect that Chai Anping and the others would light up the torch themselves and indicate their direction.

They appeared on the high slope, looking downward, and at first glance, there was a continuous army of winter's claws. The lights and fires of various crystals merged together to form a huge light belt laid on the ground.

The location where Chai Anping and the others chose to appear was in the middle of the Winter Claw Army. According to the scouts, they knew that there were no enemy cavalry here!

"kill!"

The elites, who seemed to be tired at all, instantly came out of the battle and wanted to wield the war hammer to rush towards the high slope.

But this is the terrain they chose specifically, and the steep ice on the front is difficult to climb!

"Shut!"

Quetford also spoke briefly, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of moor bottles filled with spirits immediately flew to the sky.

Chai Anping squinted his eyes and looked at the scene coldly.

The Molotov cocktail was just the beginning, and they didn't think it would cause any trouble to the Frost Mage, but as a prop for anger - it was enough!

As the bottle fell, a blue light kept passing by like the wind, blowing out the flames at the mouth of the bottle. But in the end, many fish that escaped the net passed through the defense and fell into the crowd with a "boom". The boiling flames instantly spread with the rich aroma of wine.

Someone screamed and fell to the ground, and the people around him used snow to rub off the flames on his body.

Chaos are spreading.

"Swish swish swish swish--"

Another round of alcohol bottles was thrown out, and this time there was a substantial frost in the air. Not to mention the flames, even the wine in the bottle was instantly frozen into solid.

Faced with this scene, the thousand people on the high slope had no mood swings, and the three who were holding the torches even threw the torches into the crowd.

"The waste of Winter Claws, Nanemana is your burial place!"

Chai Anping shouted loudly and mocked him all: "Brothers, blow it up for me!"

The third round is the rune bomb!

I don’t know how many years have been hidden in Nanemana. This time he took out all these ancient bombs, and most of them are used now!

The bomb, which was originally an ice system, ignored the frost energy at high altitude, and the blue runes on the metal surface were activated.

"Not good!" someone shouted below.

Because of the chaotic use of magic, they had no time to seize control of these bombs at this time!

"Boom boom boom!"

Blue ice flowers exploded suddenly under the high slope, and the sharp ice thorns and pear blossoms sucked into the crowd like rainstorms, blowing the infantry in this section to the flesh and blood.

“Bold!!!”

The nearby Frost Mage was furious and quickly gathered together. A combination of magic appeared in their hands soon, and the surging magic fluctuations made it difficult for them to look directly at.

“Respond so quickly…”

Chai Anping muttered to himself. After everyone threw another round of bombs, he immediately laughed and led the team to run away from the mages' counterattack.

"Hahahaha, a bunch of waste!"

"Chasing me!!!"

He saw a large area of ​​snow dust rising from the rear of the large army, which was very eye-catching even in the darkness.

——The cavalry on the opposite side also dispatched!

Chai Anping narrowed his eyes slightly, no longer looking at the results obtained by their two rounds of rune bombs, and directed the team to quickly run in the opposite direction.

Winter's Claws placed their wolf riders in front and behind the team. If they didn't leave early, they would be surrounded directly.

"Mr. Shelley, is it enough to just be there?"

Quetford said with some conscience that their scimitar has not yet been seen!

"It's almost done, this is just beginning! Next is the pursuit battle to prepare the brothers."

That night, the team was lightly equipped. Except for a light scimitar, all the other weapons were long-range weapons, for the purpose of chasing battles.

Chai Anping originally thought that in such cold weather, the bowstrings were probably frozen and could not be used at all, but Nanemana's commander told him-

Can!

Ice bow!

Originally, there were more than 200 Icemans in the tribe. They could condense energy and long arrows to attack the enemy. Chai Anping was all incorporated into the team, while others used hard bows made of snow-land creature tendons to attack. One person had two bags of arrow pouches, and even iron arrows were characteristic, which could minimize wind resistance.

In the dark night, three torrents drew long lines on the snow field.

The violent footsteps catered to their heartbeats.

Inspiration.

The team of thousands of people almost rushed out of the center, leaving only the two teams with the wolf riding and the snow dust in the sky.

The two teams joined forces and chased Chai Anping and the others with the commander's angrily shout.

"All Icemans are ready."

Among the thousands of people, more than 200 ice-born people had already fallen to the last side of the team, and more than 200 long arrows flashing with blue light appeared. In this dark night, more than 200 stars appeared.

The energy surged, Quetford shouted, and the arrows flew out instantly, and were not affected by the cold wind at all. Instead, they used the wind to rush more fiercely.

"Shit!"

The open space in the two armies suddenly flashed cold blue lights. These ice-born soldiers were the best in the tribe, and their strength and skills were far superior to ordinary people. More than 200 energy arrows were missing and all of them penetrated into the vanguard of Winter's Claws, which immediately made them fall over.

"This is the power that has been planned..."

Chai Anping turned his head and looked behind him, muttering to himself.

In addition to looking at the situation of the war, his divine thoughts also shrouded backwards, observing the mobilization of the opponent's troops.
Chapter completed!