Chapter 13

“Kill!”

The huge troll army was like the dark waves from hell, carrying the power to crush everything as it swept toward the Mirror Lake camp.

For a moment, it was as if the sky was falling and the Earth was splitting, and it was also like the waves were crashing onto the shore. The fragile defense line that the Mirror Lake camp had barely managed to form collapsed upon contact with such an attack.

“Plop!”

“Plop!”

The collapsing human army was pushed into the ice-cold lake by the onslaught of the troll army. Only a small number of human soldiers who recognized the imminent danger managed to escape in two directions.

“Awoo!”

Amidst the wolf howls, the Earth began to tremble.

Two wolf cavalry units split out from the two wings of the troll army, one from the east and one from the west, respectively chasing after the human battle-deserters.

“Huala!”

Huge waves suddenly surged up from the surface of the calm Mirror Lake, charging toward the troll wolf cavalry unit on the east side of the battlefield.

“Stop moving forward!”

The leader of the wolf cavalry unit roared.

However, the wolf cavalry units that were charging forward could not control their momentum enough to maneuver out of the way.

The huge waves were like a terrifying hand that smashed down ruthlessly.

“Bang!”

Over a hundred wolf cavalry units were instantly devoured.

There wasn’t a single drop of blood, nor was there any broken flesh or bones.

The surging huge wave immediately froze upon contact with the ground, forming an ice wall that was over ten meters tall, standing in front of the wolf cavalry.

Within the ice wall, the wolf cavalry soldiers were still in their charging poses.

It was lifelike.

Such a terrifying turn of events frightened the wolf cavalry soldiers behind them, causing them to stop in their tracks. They couldn’t advance in front of the ice wall, and their faces were filled with panic.

Seeing that the human deserters were about to run further and further away, a bright red spear shot out from the center of the troll army, leaving a long bloody mark in the sky before finally piercing into the ice wall.

*Kacha!*

A crack appeared on the ice wall. Following that, more cracks extended out from where the spear had pierced, instantly covering the entire wall like a spiderweb.

*Bang*

The ice wall shattered.

Countless pieces of ice fell down along with the remains of the wolf cavalry.

“Chase on!”

With the command of the leader, the wolf cavalry regrouped and once again charged to the east.

Only this time, the wolf cavalry no longer had the arrogance they had in the beginning.

“There’s a mage among the human deserters?”

Stepping on the broken ice, a troll general on a white wolf picked up the blood-red spear on the ground.

Obviously, he was the one who broke the ice wall.

“Quick1, you should go after them too. This should be a big fish,” another troll riding a white wolf walked over and said to the troll general who picked up the spear.

The troll race’s mount was the dire wolf. This ferocious beast, which was larger than a normal warhorse, was typically gray in color.

However, there were a few dire wolves with white fur.

Such white wolves were sacred in the eyes of the trolls. They were the incarnation of the god of war (also known as the White Wolf God of War) in the world. Therefore, only the trolls with noble status were qualified to use the white wolves as mounts.

“Yes! Lord Gambik!” Quick bowed and then led a team of wolf cavalrymen to the east.

The ice wall spell here was only a small interlude. On the battlefield, the lousily assembled human army had long been defeated. They either knelt down and begged for mercy or were chased into the Mirror Lake by the trolls like ducks.

Only a few people were still struggling, trying to fight their way out of the encirclement.

In fact, there were quite a number of human soldiers who successfully charged out.

As the troll army seemed to have some misgivings, they did not throw all their forces into the encirclement to stop the scattered human soldiers.

Instead, they left more than half of their elite troops behind as reserves, as if they were on guard against something.

The killing continued.

Blood flowed into the Mirror Lake, dyeing half the lake crimson.

The suffocating smell of blood attracted groups of vultures. They hovered above the battlefield anxiously, ready to rush down for a meal at any time.

The sun gradually set in the west. The sunset began to burn in the sky, but the sounds of killing by the Mirror Lake showed no signs of stopping.

At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the rear of the troll army.

A troll messenger rushed to Gambik and reported loudly, “General! There are about 40,000 to 50,000 human soldiers behind!”

Gambik was not surprised but was happy. He laughed, “Good! That little lion finally dares to show his face! Haha, Let’s teach him a lesson!”

The emblem of the Lord of the Northern Territory, the Saint Hilde family, was a golden lion. The “Little Lion” that Gambik was referring to was obviously the son of the Saint Hilde Duke, Marquis Charles.

The marquis was supposed to be the supreme commander of the human side in this battle. He was supposed to stay in the Mirror Lake camp and fight the trolls to the death.

However, he was obviously unwilling or didn’t dare to fight the trolls head-on.

Instead, he issued an emergency recruitment order and recruited a group of mercenaries and militia to fill the mirror lake camp as bait.

He himself led the real army and sneaked an attack from the rear while the trolls attacked the Mirror Lake camp.

Although the whole plan was a little cruel, it was still a good plan.

If he could really catch the trolls off guard and eliminate them before they have time to resist, he might be able to win the battle.

Unfortunately, for some reason, the commander of the troll army had clearly seen through this plan in advance and was prepared to deal with it.

Therefore, when Marquis Charles led the army to charge to the rear of the troll army, the terrain was not as flat as he had expected. Instead, they bumped into a barricade of iron head-on.

A fierce battle began.

The night was dark.

Half a bright moon hung in the sky, and the cold light scattered in the forest.

A team of human cavalrymen was setting up camp in the forest, but they did not dare to make a fire to cook, for fear of exposing their target and attracting the pursuers behind them.

Three days had passed since the defeat at the Mirror Lake.

After three days of fleeing, killing, and bloodshed, this team of more than five hundred people was now only left with more than one hundred people.

Under the encirclement and interception of the troll wolf cavalry, it was indeed a miracle that they were able to hold on until now.

Of course, this was also because their combat strength was indeed formidable.

Moreover, there was also a spell caster among them.

Although in a head-on duel, a mage would be easily defeated by a knight of the same level or even a warrior. This was because no one would foolishly stand in place and wait for the mage to finish chanting without interrupting or dodging.

However, on the battlefield, a mage’s effect far exceeded that of a knight of the same level.

The ice wall that blocked the wolf cavalry was a good example.

It was a tier 3 spell that instantly ended the lives of hundreds of wolf cavalry soldiers.

However, if a tier 3 knight faced hundreds of wolf cavalry soldiers, even if there were no professionals among the wolf cavalry soldiers, he would die under sheer outnumbering of his opposition.

At most, he would drag dozens of them down with him.

The forest was quiet. There were only the occasional neighs of horses and the faint howls of owls.

In the camp, most of the people were eating hard bread in silence. Only a few leaders gathered together and discussed in low voices how to shake off the pursuers behind them.

“Meow!”

“Whitey, don’t run around!”

Colin chased after Whitey’s figure and came to the center of the camp.

“Sorry, it’s a little naughty.”

“It’s okay.”

The female mage grabbed the kitten that was trying to climb on her body and hugged it to her chest to pet it.

Seeing this, Colin took the opportunity to sit down and did not treat her as an outsider.

The female mage seemed to have noticed Colin’s little scheme, so she did not chase him away. Instead, she asked, “Which family are you a knight from?”

Colin raised his head and looked at the female wizard.

Most of her face was covered by the black veil, revealing a pair of deep blue eyes that seemed to reflect the deepest desire in everyone’s heart.

“My name is Colin, Colin Angele.”