Chapter 246 The Battle Begins

The battle between    and the frost giant elder came unexpectedly and ended in a hurry, and even the outcome was not really decided.

   But after this battle, Angelina was obviously a little stimulated.

   Not only was he annoyed because he failed to take down the old guy, he was even slightly humiliated by the old guy.

   And her brother, who has been entrenched in the logistics army, Byron, who was too lazy to even move when she gave a signal, but at this time, he also maliciously mocked her.

   These two white dragons are quite a bit like they have to fight first.

   But at this time, the great shaman of the spirit of frost and cold announced an order from the master of the pale pagoda, the king of the cold river.

  The two white dragons stopped their internal fight in annoyance.

   Then one re-commanded the combat army, and the other returned to the logistics army. The army's marching speed increased, and it pointed directly to the location of Fury Valley.

   "Symendega... Hey, he is indeed the King of Han River, it's really interesting!"

   All of these, the two insect people who can be regarded as "wide-ranging", were quickly gathered on Isaac's side.

   Combining with the "exploration technique", what you should see and what you should feel...

   Looking at the rapidly advancing army of icefield orcs, a thoughtful strange color slowly emerged in Isaac's eyes.

   Obviously, Semendega may not be able to accurately grasp the time of the battle between the White Dragon and the Frost Giant Elder, but he must have been prepared.

   This preparation may point to what the bugman said, the surrounding area pays attention to some people here.

   This battle should be able to attract some people's clues!

   It was also because of this that neither Semendega nor the leader of the Frost Giant Tribe had ever appeared, so it was a matter of course normal.

   "Clear the bystanders, and it's time for the real decisive battle. Therefore, the acceleration of the advance of the orc army is reasonable."

   "This old guy can attract the attention of the Dragon Queen, and even let me invite him across planes. It's really a bit extraordinary, and it's really completely divorced from the 'white shame'!"

   "Not only vision and strategy, but also the selection of heirs is also great!"

  Isaac slowly withdrew his gaze.

   Obviously, Angelina, the heir to the position of the lord of the Sorrowful Hanchuan, is completely competent!

  As an advanced dragon, she has the strength to overwhelm her younger brother Byron. When needed, she is fully qualified to control the territory and the army on behalf of Semendega.

As a white dragon, the most important thing is a white dragon with a normal mind... In Isaac's eyes, this should be the fundamental reason why Semendega regards her as "the dearest child" and "the heir to the territory" Here it is!

  Simendega "can afford" her, and also "affords" another white dragon!

"This guy……"

   In Isaac's eyes, a brooding color flickered.

   Everything in these days, his understanding of this white dragon envoy has become deeper and deeper.

Gu Bailong, who is quite good at this method... He is already thinking about, after this cooperation, after Frostfire Roar succeeds, and after he is truly in place of the White Dragon Envoy, he and this, and this side, What a relationship to maintain!

   For this world, he intends to explore deeply.

   Whether it is negotiating with the Pale Tower or the Black-robed Mage Society.

   Still have to explore the legend of the two conferred gods.

  This world is worth his investment.

   And since you have to invest your efforts here, whether you want to continue to maintain a relationship with the White Dragon Envoy, you must plan it early.

   And this, in turn, is closely related to the assessment of Simondega.

   "Now, he doesn't talk about his ancient dragon-level strength, nor does he talk about two adult white dragons, or those black-robed mages who worship the Dragon Cult. This army of orcs alone is strong enough."

   "And when he took the place of the White Dragon Envoy and got the White Dragon Crown..."

   "Don't be in a hurry, just wait and take a look!"

  Isaac's eyes flashed slightly, and then he slowly suppressed the relevant things.

   He wanted to take a look at this ancient dragon again, to see if after he obtained the white dragon crown and discovered the use of the divine power of the white dragon, would it… swell!

   After all, if the Frost Giant is dealt with this time, in this northern land, apart from the Frostfire Witch shrinking above the ice ocean, there is nothing that can stop him!

  Will he continue to settle in this icefield, or...will he go to the rich land to the south for his claws?

  Yes, that is a way of cooperation!

  No, then it should be another one!

  …

  As the speed of the army increases, the harassment effects such as the permafrost scouts have been weakened a lot.

  Under Angelina's active high-altitude inspection, in only two days, the ice and snow mountains that Isaac once visited at night arrived.

   seems to be stuck in time, the army has just arrived here and has not officially entered the mountain.

   Accompanied by a majestic roar, from the sky in the south, the huge figure of Saimendega, like a white rainbow, shot through the space of a hundred miles, and in the blink of an eye, it was already over the army.

   As a real ancient dragon, even if it is only the smallest white dragon among the five-colored dragons, Semendega's body length has exceeded 90 feet.

  When he flew here, Angelina and Byron, the two white dragons, also flew into the sky at the same time.

   Compared with him, these two adult white dragons have become two children.

The orcs below   , even the big shaman, even the frost bear knights, when they saw his figure, they all showed true reverence.

   They surrender to the King of Hanchuan, not only to his power, but also to worship his ambition and ambition!

   In the huge northern ice field, no one can equip them with well-equipped weapons and armors like the King of Cold River, and provide them with a strong environment!

  Compared to the ambition of the King of Hanchuan, the frost giants in the land of frost fall are far behind, let alone any other forces!

   "After conquering this land of frost, it should be time to go south?"

   "Those humans... those dwarves... that endless wealth..."

   Icefield Orc's eyes were faintly red, and he was breathing heavily.

  …

  Symendega's gaze was looking down at some important places within the mountains.

   The war with this side has been too long, and he is too familiar with everything about this mountain range, especially those dangerous places that are easy to defend and hard to attack, and have many defensive facilities.

   With just a few glances, he has seen numerous monster armies in the distance.

   There are frost giants, ogres and trolls, but the most are still ice field orcs.

   These monster armies, in terms of individual strength, should be no worse than his armies.

but……

  Symendega's long and narrow vertical pupils, there is a ray of indifferent contempt.

   These frost giants are still not growing!

   Army, no order in sight!

  Equipment, disorganized, and even worse!

   Compared with the formation on his side and the system on his side, it is simply the gap between the regular army and the militia!

   If not for those who have grown up, at least there are frost giants with more than fourteen life energy levels as the core, even if they are guarding against danger, I am afraid that they will not be able to stop his army from attacking a few times!

  Symendega's gaze finally settled on a deep valley on the outskirts of the mountain range.

"You're getting older again, and I can smell your rotten aura from ten miles apart. Ukuji, before you, you never shrank your head like this. 'Yet?"

   "Old guy, you have to work harder. If you are going to die this time, there will be no successor to Frostfire Roar. By then, your Furious Valley will be my palace!"

  Simondega's voice was calm, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend, but, the meaning of this...

   "Oh, I said you shrink-headed reptile, how dare you come to visit me all of a sudden, it turned out to be treating me as a dying old man."

   "I can't shake the hammer, why don't you come over and try it yourself to see if you came two hundred years earlier!"

   A cold laughter slowly came up from the dark and deep valley.

The corner of Semendega's mouth also twitched a little: "It looks like you're not too old to move. That's good. I'm really afraid that you will die of old age, so...you can still move. When the time comes, I will make a special trip to send you the last trip, and draw a perfect end to our centuries-old friendship!"

"It's time for the end. But you took my old man off or I smashed your head, but it's up to you, you're too soft and slippery, or I'm hard enough! Come on, I waiting for you!"

   Ukuch's sneering laughter contained a bit of ridicule, but also a thorough conviction.

I really want to fight against this old friend and increase the strength, otherwise, if it is true as this old friend said, at that time, there is no suitable heir who can completely control the power of Frostfire Roar... ... Fury Valley really changed the surname, it may not be impossible!

  Simondega slowly withdrew his gaze.

   This old guy still seems to be sticking to his defensive tactics.

   However, he made up his mind to completely unplug it, and he was already prepared to pay enough price and sacrifice enough.

   "My most loyal warriors, today is the most important first step for us to conquer the icefield. Use your blood, use your bravery, use your fearlessness, and fight for your ambition!"

   "After today, the land of frost will belong to me and you too!"

   "Attack! All those who resist, kill them!"

   Gu Bailong's low voice was like a thunderous hammer and drum.

   Countless orcs raised their weapons and roared furiously.

   "King of Han River!"

   "The King of Icefields!"

  The shamans began to pray.

   The first to get attached, it is the twenty-three frost bear knights.

  Blessed by magical aura, they seemed to have an extra layer of silver armor on them.

   I saw them put their bears on their backs, and the huge frost bear roared suddenly, just like a moving hill, with a rumbling tremor, it crashed straight into the ice and snow mountains.

   And the Winter Wolf Knights followed, then the heavily armored orcs, the northern barbarians!

The   frost shaman was at the core of all the armies, and the great shaman Qi Kainan took over the direct command of the army from Semendgar.

   "Angelina, Byron Tien, you all cooperate in the overall situation. Don't do stupid things with your head covered. Once you suffer a loss, you must grow again."

  Symendega's gaze turned to the left and right of the dearest children, especially Angelina.

   "I'll come back to see you with Harriman's head!"

  Angelina gritted her teeth, she felt that her position as the first heir was a little shaken because of the frost giant elder.

  Only by shame can we be stable!

   "I will cooperate with Angelina, at least not let her get lost in it."

  Byron nodded calmly.

   It's just what he said... Angelina had already flown out, and she didn't forget to give him a look back.

   He also roared immediately, and directly activated Longwei, followed by swept into the mountains.

   "These two little devils!"

  Simondega shook his head slightly, as if a little disappointed, but... his eyes were always indifferent and calm.

   With his wings lightly relaxed, he also slowly flew into the mountain, pointing to the dark and deep valley without rushing.

   In the keen sense of the giant dragon, the old guy is still shrinking there, it seems that he is in a hidden cave or under the ground!

   This old guy's own strength should no longer be in its prime. If he really faces his army, he may not be able to stand alone, and maybe he will be forced to use the power of Frostfire Roaring.

   And even the power of the Hallows is not infinite, let alone just the legendary warmaul of the Hallows.

   Every time the old guy uses the power of the war hammer, it means that at least in this war, the power of the war hammer will be weakened by one point.

   And once the power of the war maul is weakened to a certain extent... the cooperation between him and Gagula, even if it is Frostfire Roar, is definitely not something that can be taken casually!

   Therefore, even if Semendega pointed at the old guy and left, he was not slow or hurried, and he didn't care at all, whether the old guy would suddenly kill and enter his army.

   He hasn't reached the deep valley yet.

   The Frost Bear Knight here has smashed into the first line of defense.

  There are logs rolling down like a stream, bows and arrows are flying, and boulders are thrown.

   But neither the frost bear nor the knight paused.

One relied on unparalleled brute strength, with thick skin and thick flesh, and wearing heavy protective gear, he crashed directly into the stream of rolling wood, and forcibly broke several paths, even if the bow and arrow hit them, there was no room left. More injuries.

   One waved the shield in his hand and kept sweeping away the arrows. Every now and then, when a boulder fell, someone jumped up and blocked the boulder abruptly in the air.

   These knights are also the second-tier northern barbarians. Even if their brute strength is not as good as that of the frost giants, they will not have the strength to resist.

   With them as the leader, the Hanchuan army has hit the first line of defense like a torrent.

   That's it.

   The shrill whistling sound suddenly rang out, black smoke was like fog, and the thick power of death rose rapidly from below the ground.

   The same moment.

   The Great Frost and Cold Shaman, who directly commanded the army, waved her magic wand and pointed to the place where the black smoke was the thickest.

   In a strong force of ice, large hailstones fell like a heavy rain.

   The extremely cold and extremely freezing magical ice, the black smoke was completely frozen in an instant, and it was directly scattered.

   And when the big shaman moved, the other frost shamans also cast their spells.

   is basically in the field of ice spells.

   Freeze Ray! Frost Breath! Frozen spears! Snow storm! Hailstorm! Ice storm!

  Various kinds of magic swept through the black smoke area.

The   frost giant did not show weakness.

   A soul whisperer is summoning the lost spirit, and the black smoke gathers into a head of ghostly spirit.

  Some trolls and ogres were attached by the rage technique, and they all roared and rushed towards the frost bear.

  frost giant warriors and tundra scouts also appeared behind.

   When they moved, even Frost Bears instinctively showed vigilance in their eyes.

   "Aren't those black-robed mages in a hurry to come out?"

  I don't know when, farther behind the first line of defense, a frost giant, nearly thirty feet tall, leaned alone against a cliff.

   His eyes did not look directly at the battlefield.

   However, everything over there was clearly displayed in his mind.

  The King of Han River finally flew above the deep valley.

   But... the black-robed mages are still hiding without a trace.

   (end of this chapter)