Chapter 487

The corpses piled up in the snow, like thick green tiles tiled in the field.

Pale snowflakes slowly fall, burying the bloody battlefield. Occasionally, we can see several bodies that have not been completely buried. The red heavy cavalry gun passes through the body, embedded in the soil, and the dried blood coagulates on the handle of the gun.

Ogat finished his killing, pulled out his huge legs in armor from the body, and the muzzle of the gun in front of him was still smoking, interwoven with the steam in the gap of armor.

"Execution, done."

The hoarse voice came from the mouth covered with the alchemy hose. Edgar shook his body and looked around the battlefield.

Heavy breathing formed white air in the cold temperature. Thain walked with crazy eyes full of restless killing intention: "but the war is not over yet. We stick to our responsibilities."

The blood red dawn opened the dark night, and the scattered snowflakes did not stop, but intensified, covering the dilapidated Fort fosbairo.

Modrian stood tall and high, overlooking the tragic battlefield. Sporadic fighting cries sounded in the felt tent, which was the last struggle of the koker tribe.

Countless stiff and cold bodies of lizards and jackals are piled up in the fortress buildings, dripping blood, watering the snow color, leaving mottled marks.

However, in the ice and snow weather with sudden temperature drop, everything will eventually be covered by heavy snow.

"Continue to implement the strategic objectives of the next stage." modrian looked sideways at dreus and whispered softly. "Heimu province is not our ultimate goal."

Last night's raid on Fort fosbairo was a battle planned by the garrison soldiers of leiser and carried out by dreus. It was a perfect victory and successfully destroyed most of the military forces of the koker tribe.

"Dreven and the war masons have infiltrated towards senre Province, and Quinn will go to help them after cleaning up the battlefield," dreus said in a deep voice, unchanged.

Modrian looked slightly surprised when he heard the speech. He looked at dreus's ancient and unpopular face, shook his head gently and said nothing more.

This is very important to Knox. Once it enters a state of war, regardless of status, everyone will fight for Knox.

"Who is in charge of the flank?" modrian looked up to the West.

The falling snowflakes blurred our sight, but there were patches of ice and snow jungle, which was the territory of the kingdom of behlik.

In the coming critical war, they must ensure that their flanks will not be attacked by the formed soldiers of King behlik.

"Timo and the main ship scouts," dreus responded. "That jungle area is very suitable for them and can maximize their strength."

Modrian nodded and turned to leave the watchtower. Pan Sen and Zhao Xin followed him in turn.

The glittering and translucent snowflakes are still falling from the sky, covering the Knox soldiers cleaning the battlefield, but they can't suppress the hot, high and flame like strong sense of war.

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The warm sunshine hit the rugged mountain road, and the falling snow reflected the rainbow light.

"I hate this weather."

Dreven looked up at the fluttering snowflakes with a disgusting look. He brushed off the snow particles of the wolf skin cloak, and the invisible life energy shrouded his body to prevent the snowflakes from falling around.

Holding the axe in both hands, dreven turned and looked at the trefari soldiers walking on the mountain road, dressed in steel armor and holding death weapons.

Although he preferred to bring his talent to the prison system, the war seemed interesting, so he applied to join the battle.

"Is there any news from Tamara?" asked dreven, but he was disappointed.

In Knox, the first sign of the start of the war was not the departure of the troops, but the war masons who went deep into the enemy's territory alone. They explored a feasible invasion route for the Knox army.

Tamara is an excellent war Mason.

"Move quickly, leave this rugged terrain and find a place to camp." dreven frowned slightly as he looked at the road in the bad weather. "It seems that the war will be decided quickly."

"Yes." trefari soldiers quickly ran to the queue and gave orders.

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To the south of heimu province is Mori heavy province. The junction is a messy mountain and stone jungle with dense low hills.

The snowflakes danced wildly, and a woman with long brown hair was welcomed into the mixed area. The figure was covered by a gray cloak and melted into the environment; His cold eyes scanned the jungle and rocks for signs of possible enemies.

Gently pause and breathe. She extends her spiritual perception as much as possible, listening to the sound of snow falling, the breath of animals in the hills, and the squeak of branches that can't bear the snow.

Or for a long time, or for a moment.

The brown haired woman breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, engraved her mark on the hidden stone, continued to move forward and disappeared into the vast snow.

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On the leeward hill, trefari soldiers made a fire to cook.

"Tamara, why did you go so long this time?" dreven asked foolishly when he saw the brown haired woman returning not far away.

Ignoring dreven's boredom, Tamara looks at the trefari soldiers who are camping. She knows that these soldiers only obey dreus's orders, and... Dreven.

"We shouldn't camp here, dreven."

"The terrain here is not good, and the leeward view is blocked." she looked up at the sky and narrowed her eyes slightly. "Looking down from the sky, it's easy to see traces here."

"Well said, the war stonemason of Knox." dreven clapped his hands with a ring handled Tomahawk.

After a strange look at dreven, Tamara whispered, "why is the compliment so ugly from your mouth." looking at the deepening sky, she continued to speak.

"Hurry up, our task is urgent."

Tamara casually took out food from her cloak and chewed it. It was not like a woman at all. It was quite bold and unrestrained.

"Well, I forgive your offense." dreven swayed to the semi built camp.

"What I want is a real battle. The performance in irvindale is a little boring. I need blood to wake up the fighting cells."

"Of course, de Levin, this war will give the Knox Corps real victory glory!" Tamara swallowed the food and looked inexplicable. As a Valoran leader, she is the best war stonemason except Kiran. She has a premonition of the fierce waves hidden behind the war.

"Hey, soldiers, tear down these. We have to move forward first and then rest."

Trefari's soldiers immediately followed dreven's orders. Even if the previous orders were wrong, no one complained too much.

In about a quarter of an hour, all trefari soldiers had lined up, all traces of camping on the leeward Hill had been eliminated, and the accumulated snowflakes were even white and reflected the warm sunshine.