Chapter 415

The cavalry of the seven countries and the doslaks carried their backs against the Legion of the dead.

On the front line of the lvcha River, people can see nothing except the fire suddenly rising into the sky in the distance. Even the soldiers standing on the watchtower can only see the vast white wind and snow.

Under such circumstances, it is even more difficult to command and cooperate with the operation in a unified way, which completely depends on the on-the-spot adaptability of the commander.

"Seven hell! What the hell happened there? No one knows?!"

Robert rode on the horse with his hammer, his black beard fluttering in the wind, swearing, and his heart was anxious. Suddenly, a sense of uneasiness surged up.

But Robert didn't know where this uneasy emotion came from. It came from all directions, up, down, left and right. What could do this was only the snowflakes flying all over the sky. Perhaps it was this ignorance wrapped by wind and snow that limited his vision, which turned into inner panic and helplessness.

The main force of the coalition Zhongfa was also influenced by the commander and became a little restless. People whispered, but they didn't know what happened.

On the Bank of the green fork, the front troops led by Landau Tali who took the lead against the corpses finally couldn't stand it, and there were some signs of defeat.

"Help!"

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

"Ah --"

In the darkness, the flames shook, and more and more defeated troops began to appear on both sides of the central array forces.

Wow

Wow

In the darkness, there was the sound of armor friction everywhere, the sound of footsteps was dense, almost desperate, and screams. Coalition soldiers from all families abandoned their armor and fled from the front line.

"Escape!"

"Run away!"

The middle array army is silent, like a hard stone, waiting in a tight array, with sharp knives and spears, ready to meet the enemy.

"Everyone, go from both sides!"

"Those who rush into the array, die!"

Ruth Bolton, the Earl of the fort of terror, rode on a horse with a whip in his hand and shouted at the defeat.

More and more soldiers were defeated on the front line, and the coalition soldiers in the central array gradually became nervous, clutching their weapons and sweating in their palms.

"They... Are coming."

The howling of ghouls in the ears of coalition soldiers became clearer and clearer.

Although I couldn't see clearly ahead and was covered by the vast white wind and snow, the voice was gradually approaching. This invisible fear was gradually aggravating. I don't know how many people rolled their throats and swallowed a spit.

Gulu——

The soldiers looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Step on

The horse under Luce Bolton's crotch also became a little uneasy, constantly straightening the horse's hooves, the cold wind was sharp, and white fog was sprayed out of the horse's thick nostrils.

The cold and cunning count of the terrorist castle was blowing the cold and biting wind at the moment. Listening to the voices of killing everywhere, he sat on the saddle and suddenly fidgeted and turned around involuntarily.

Then his eyebrows frowned slightly.

He always felt that someone was staring at him, which seemed ill intentioned, but now there were so many people on the chaotic battlefield, and he couldn't find that person.

"Is it an illusion?"

Luce Bolton slightly pulled the reins and made the horse at his crotch more calm. His eyes were calm without waves and swept around.

In fact, no matter how terrible the battlefield is and how terrible the ghost is, he has no great danger, because once these noble nobles in the coalition army find that the battlefield situation is wrong, they will always go first.

This is why the war has reached the present, and the highest ranking nobleman who died is the old Marquis Wade Frey of twin river city, and he was scared to jump into the river and die.

There are few records of the deaths of high-ranking nobles. There is one in the west, Jon amber, and something else. Luce Bolton forgot.

So he had nothing to fear.

The whole Westeros was destroyed, and he fled to the other side of the narrow sea. He also invested in a good son, his illegitimate son, Ramses snow.

In his recent correspondence, he also learned that Rumsfeld had been placed in a high position in wesselis and had been given a post of internal oversight, which seemed to be called the "Ministry of the interior".

Probably to eliminate... Corruption? Supervising officials?

There is no such an independent post in the seven countries. It seems that intelligence matters, both inside and outside, are managed by the intelligence minister, and this power is split within the new dynasty to prevent the intelligence minister from monopolizing power.

Therefore, Luce Bolton did not know what kind of situation his illegitimate son Ramses was in wesselis.

However, it is certain that Luce Bolton has never paid attention to Ramses. He is just an illegitimate son of his own, a pawn on both sides of his bet.

The successor of the Terror Castle is a young talent far beyond Ramses. Unlike his father and brother, Dominic Bolton is very quiet and versatile, proficient in history, good at harp and horse riding, just like being born in a saddle. Luce Bolton is very satisfied with his son.

In the rear where Luce Bolton did not notice, in the coalition midfield shrouded in night, two soldiers in King's armor were not far from his position.

They were looking at the back of the count of Terror Castle on horseback, and then whispered quietly, with a cruel light in their eyes.

And on the front line.

After the wildfire was extinguished by the night king, the ghost once again surged across the lvcha river. The front soldiers couldn't hold on completely, and finally the whole line was defeated.

Thomas Smallwood, the Earl of oak hall, was killed on the spot. Selwin TASS, the Earl of Twilight Hall who had proposed to defend the river at the pre war meeting, was also torn to pieces by the ghost. Leonard, the eldest son of Gavin Westling, the Earl of cliff Rock City, fell into the water, and his life and death are uncertain

There seems to be some bad omen. The nobles who died and injured very few in previous wars have increased sharply in this war, which may also be related to the increasing white heat of the war.

As the commander of the front, Landau Tali was once again helped up by his guards and fled to the rear.

Randall Tali was covered with blood and his armor was broken. He sat on his horse and gasped. Unwilling to turn around and look back at the rear, he watched more and more corpses rush up the green fork river bank.

Why again?

It's not the first time for him to escape. He has been defeated repeatedly in previous battles with strange ghosts. He has experienced the scene of being helped by guards to run away. A victorious general has been beaten into a defeated general alive.

But there was no way. The coalition troops were defeated and he could not return to heaven alone.

"Go!"

Then Landau Tali put his legs on the horse's stomach and lay on the horse's back. His broken armor made a sound,.

He fled to the rear with the defeated army.