Chapter 455

The weather is gloomy in late winter.

The cloudy night fell on the yellow earth.

The cold wind with frost blows the vast and desolate plain and rolls up the dust of residual leaves.

At the edge of the plain, in the dim moonlight, lizard soldiers leaping out of the dense forest sea can be seen, swarming like ants into the territory of stoke kingdom.

Although the plague that pervaded the kingdom of behlik was contained, time passed quietly.

The bitter winter swept across the Kingdom, and the suffering lizard people urgently need to supply the tribe with winter supplies, otherwise the severe cold environment will cause serious population losses again.

Before arriving at the dilapidated fortress of fosbairo in heimu Province, the lizard wave was divided into two. Most of the soldiers going to senchong province and only a small number of soldiers turned to Yinsong province.

Not to underestimate the power of Yinsong Province, but the strength of Valoran collar, which had to be treated carefully by the lizard man Temple behind it.

The best proof is the missing Temple priest's crown and the legendary god meteorite event.

According to the information collected hard recently, the lizard man Temple learned that Valoran leader has extraordinary military power, so most of the lizard man soldiers who go to Yinsong province are elite, and their responsibility is not to plunder, but to prevent Valoran leader from advancing westward as much as possible.

The silence enveloped the lizard man array, and the heavy breathing and noisy footsteps intertwined the melody of war.

North, the shaman priest of the koker tribe, led this elite lizard legion, which is also the most elite force that the koker tribe can produce.

In the plague in the past, the koker tribe suffered heavy losses. It fell directly from the top tribe of the behlik Kingdom and almost collapsed. Even North lost his chance to become a temple priest and became a shaman priest of the tribe all his life.

The night was bleak in the north. The lizard Legion marched on the desolate plain and gradually explored the edge of Yinsong province.

In the center of the array, North looked at the quiet plain in the hazy night against the cold wind, and his old face was very dignified.

The spirit moved and a touch of brilliance shone on his side. He took out an ancient scroll from his arms and carefully read the collected information about Valoran collar.

This is the information collected by the koker tribe through their own channels in addition to the lizard temple, including the defeat of the previous vassal race jackal.

Somehow, North always felt that there were inexplicable emotions in his heart. He couldn't tell what was brought by Valoran collar?

"Give me orders to find a place to camp. In addition, arrange camouflage scouts to scout the front."

"Yes, your highness," said the lizard guard who followed him. He divided two teams to leave, and his strong feet trampled on the grass and splashed some soil.

Seeing that the lizard team left, North took a sigh of relief and continued to look at the contents of the scroll, hoping to find some useful information, but he had read it several times and still couldn't find the key information.

Browse to the end of the scroll, which records the strength of Lord Valoran modrian, the knight's long peak (in doubt here), taking the path of war knight, and the aura is suspected to be related to blood.

"Blood... Blood... Blood... Blood..." North's eyes twinkled with strange brilliance, and different ideas gushed out of his heart. Soon he looked up and saw some similar contents, which were many followers of modrian.

"Oracle, blood!"

The dark and cruel color flashed on the old face. North made up his mind that the plague caused by the koker tribe and the disappearance of the Temple priests had already put the tribe in trouble.

From the dispatch of all the elite forces of the tribe, we know one or two.

The former allies are no longer reliable. Now in King behlik, too many tribes covet this fertile land.

Only God's grace can redeem the corker tribe.

North put away the scroll and looked cold: "survival and inheritance are the most important thing for the koker tribe now." he looked at the lizard man camouflage scouts leaving the array in the night, and his heart became more and more firm.

Camouflage scouts, an extremely elite branch of the koker tribe, are good at using their own skin to carry out camouflage attacks in different environments. They are the best choice for Scouts.

Through the dim night and dim moonlight, the camouflage scouts who left the team fled into the desolate plain. With their steps, their skin is also undergoing strange changes. However, they are completely integrated into the plain environment without a trace.

The cold wind swept across the vast plain, the night was deep, and the dark swept through.

With the deepening, the lizard man camouflage scouts became more and more careful, and a different number of reconnaissance teams were arranged according to different areas in order to complete the task as soon as possible.

In the previous lizard man report, they knew that there was a terrible scouting team at the edge of Yinsong Province, harvesting the lives of many ordinary lizard man scouts and leaving dripping blood lessons.

The clouds are blowing, covering the curved moon in the sky. The already dim moonlight falls into darkness. With it, the skin of the camouflage Scout is slightly adjusted.

This adjustment to the environment requires a brief exposure of the figure to complete the change, but in a moment, the camouflage scouts in the reconnaissance state disappeared again in the plain.

Unfortunately, short-term changes can not escape the attention of those who want to.

Especially in this war area that has left blood.

Wheeze! Wheeze! Wheeze! Wheeze!

The subtle sound of blowing arrows sounded quietly in the dark night. Immediately, cold lights crossed the distance of space, penetrated through the standard lock armor of camouflage scouts, and disappeared into the strong body.

The offensive continued.

The exposed Scouts of the main ship quickly put away their arrows, took out the sharp dagger at their waist, bullied them and directly attacked the key part of the lizard man in front of them.

to be sonorous!

The blades hit each other, and a little spark jumps.

Unexpectedly, these lizard man camouflage scouts did not immediately lose their combat effectiveness. Their scales and armor won them a glimmer of vitality. The fierce color appeared in their eyes and wanted to fight back.

But they underestimated the fighting ability of the main ship scouts, the ace special forces of Bandar city.

And the strange and deadly thallium poison.

The leaping footsteps kept on. The Scouts of the main ship chose to continue the attack. The dagger danced and interwoven with the dexterous figure around the camouflage scouts, like a death performance.

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!

The overflowing green blood splashed on the desolate grassland. A dagger pierced the scales and took away the life of the camouflage scouts.

Not only here, but also near the edge of Yinsong province.

The battle between the main ship scouts and the camouflage scouts was constantly staged, silent and intense.

In the dark night, the breath of life disappears with the wind all the time, decorating a touch of sadness for the battle in this winter.