Chapter 46

The dawn before dawn opened the door of the night, and the snow still fell into the Aaron hills with silver gray light.

Behind the scenes at night, bursts of strong rust smell filled this hilly area, and attracted many jackdaws with wings. They hovered in the air and didn't dare to land for a long time.

The tragic smell left after the battle makes these cautious little guys give up their preferences. They are waiting patiently and waiting for the right time to enjoy fresh meat.

Dada! Dada! Dada!

The sound of horse's hooves like a shower started a jackdaw. Three cavalry in Dark Armor hurried past here, and a little sticky blood stained the snow red.

Across the earth slope, the vision behind suddenly opened up. Here is a cavalry team resting in place. The burly figure in the front stands silently, and the falling wind and snow do not touch it.

Hearing the rapid sound of horses' hoofs, dreus looked up at the returning scouting team. His heavy face was slightly moved, and finally silent. Only the deep eyes converged and deepened, as if a layer of blood covered the black pupils.

The three scouts directly crossed the figure of dreus and entered the cavalry array. Immediately someone came forward and pulled the reins, helped the scouts off the horse. When the palm stroked the armor, thick blood stains infiltrated his fingers.

"Two quarters of an hour's rest!"

Dreus's low voice spread all over the cavalry behind him. It was calm, but very excited, as if it was awakening the desire for war in noxas.

As the order was issued, either the returning Scouts or the Knox imperial cavalry who were already ready to go took out the reserved water and bacon from their carry on packages, swallowed them raw, and supplemented the body energy consumption under low temperature.

At the top of the earth slope, modrian was chewing food, but his eyes were still looking at the Knox cavalry in front of him. It seemed that something touched his heart.

Last night's battle was no longer the bandits and wolf thieves once encountered, but fought with the real ace cavalry Corps. Until dawn, the scouts who rushed back and forth brought the most forward intelligence with blood and life.

Modrian roughly remembers the number of people who went out and returned. Nearly 50 of the Knights of the Knox Empire were killed in battle, and almost half of the trefari legions, as the Scout captain, were wounded. (in a temporary task, the system does not provide war damage statistics.)

It was their casualties and sacrifices that made none of the Scouts of the iron thorn cavalry Corps go deep into the Aaron hills to find the number and specific location of the hidden Knox cavalry.

"Is this Knox?"

"Yes, this is Knox," he said silently, covering the huge figure of modrian from the falling snowflakes, and his ugly and terrible face was full of pride.

Thain looked at the standing dreus not far away. In the limited time to recover his true self, he knew that dreus was another war hero in the Knox Empire since him, and even far above him.

After becoming a living dead man, SAIN has taken a dim view of the previous conspiracy of the Knox empire. He was also a war hero of the Knox Empire, not a fool. He also knew about the bad situation of the Knox Empire at that time.

So he respected dreus and was willing to be led by this new symbol of power of the Knox empire.

"Knox!"

Modrian got up and looked at the Knox cavalry in the field of vision. The flag of scarlet double-edged axe was raised high and flying against the cold winter wind.

If you want to repay, you will not return. This is Knox!

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Dong!

Baron Emerson fell from his armored horse and knelt down in the snow. His feminine face was pale, and his temples were wet with a fine cold sweat.

"Lord Lloyd, Miss Angelina, it is my intelligence fault. After the war, I will go to lanvasul castle to be punished."

"But please give me a chance to atone, and I will use my life to protect the glory of the Jeffrey family!" Baron Emerson's mind is deeply buried in the snow, and there is uncontrollable killing in his eyes. Modrian Peres, I will make you kneel down in front of me and try to taste failure.

Just now, the military statistician has obtained the detailed battle damage results of the Scout battle last night.

98 knights and servants were killed, and 37 iron thorn cavalry were killed!

It seems that there is not much damage, but you should know that in the scouting battle last night, the Grand Knight Quiller led 100 iron thorn cavalry and 200 Knight servants to the Aaron hills.

Compared with the results, it can be described as a heavy loss.

And most importantly, in the case of losing such cavalry, the Scout battle failed and did not obtain important information from the enemy.

Prick!

The silver lance cut through the air and rolled up a gust of wind and snow, with a trace of scarlet and red snow.

"Hum!" Baron Emerson murmured, and a severe pain came from his left ear. He clenched his teeth and dared not change anything.

From the corner of his eye, he found that there was a broken piece of flesh and blood in the snow not far away, which looked like an ear. He knew that it was his left ear.

"This is a small punishment. I don't know why you, as the chief intelligence officer of edalas City, made such a major intelligence mistake. I hope you can explain it clearly at lanvasul castle." Viscount Lloyd's eyes are cold. This loss is the most in the small-scale war of the iron thorn Cavalry Regiment in recent years.

"I want to see who dares to block the advance of the iron thorn cavalry Corps."

Viscount Lloyd looked around at the dark green cavalry gathered around him, and his cold face showed a biting killing intention.

"Iron thorn, the whole army set out!"

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The hills of Aaron, located between Lafarge and irvindale, welcomed two iron and blood cavalry teams today.

Perhaps more than that, after dawn, there are many sentinels hidden in the complex terrain of Aaron's hills. They move forward carefully, and then bend down in the snow to hide their body shape.

These are elite spies from the top nobles in the north of the kingdom in order to get the news of the war here as soon as possible.

Scouts lurking in the snow watched as two cavalry teams met on a low slope hill.

Among them, the cavalry team at the top of the hill stands a flag with a bright red background, which is engraved with a double-edged axe. When you look closely, it looks like a skull. This is an elite cavalry that is not within their knowledge. According to the intelligence, it probably belongs to the second son of the Peris family.

The cavalry at the bottom of the slope is the iron thorn cavalry, the ace cavalry corps of the Jeffrey family, with dark green armor and thorn flag, piercing the eyes of the sentry.

With the first ray of dawn shining, the falling snowflakes became more and more urgent and turned into goose feather snow.

War, start!