Chapter 288: The Night King Fleeing(2/2)
Since Rohan's identity as an elf is unclear, the leading White Walker seems to have no idea how funny his words are to the ears of the elves.
Looking at these White Walkers who would rather die than surrender, Lohan had no intention of persuading them. After all, his persuasion to surrender just now was just a temporary move.
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As the big sword in Luo Han's hand was swung by, Luo Han silently looked at the ice crystals scattered on the ground and the corpses that fell to the ground after losing control in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh.
The Night King said that he would fight to the death with him, but he always used a few White Walkers to control thousands of White Walkers to delay his march.
Although these attacks were not enough to cause any casualties to the elven army, they could always rely on terrain and sneak attacks to force Druchi to stop and rest.
How despicable!
However, it is not that Lohan has no way to deal with this:
"Risa Dilan, how was the training going this time? Were there any serious casualties?"
"Lohan Lord, according to our previous plan, the new soldiers who have just arrived at the front line from Gran Town will be responsible for the combat mission this time.
About two hundred soldiers were slightly injured, and a dozen soldiers were unfortunately affected by the magic of the White Walkers. Fortunately, they were all frostbitten and did not suffer much battle damage."
As a young elf who is only a few hundred years old, Rissadilan is not as experienced as Daario in handling adjutant affairs, but he is still quite satisfactory.
Since the combat effectiveness of those zombies was not outstanding, Rohan did not choose to let the experienced mist walkers take the lead, but instead let the new recruits take the lead.
However, although they are new recruits, their combat experience and weapons and equipment are far from what Westeros can match:
Due to the new equipment obtained from the arsenal, even the lowest-level Dark Swordsman can use full-body steel armor mixed with ebony steel, as well as ebony dueling swords that are as sharp as clay.
In addition, as the news of Rohan's victory over the "Kane Incarnation Pseudo" in the duel gradually spread, more and more Black Ark pirates and shadows came to defect.
For these experienced veterans, Rohan naturally accepted all comers and equipped them with the latest weapons forged in the arsenal.
Although the details of the weapons may not be as good as the master craftsmen of Naggarond, in order to temper the craftsman apprentices who have just started in the arsenal, Rohan believes that it is all worth it.
After all, in the future, if there is a problem with the relationship between oneself and Nagarond, then having self-sufficient food and weapons will be the most important logistical support.
What's more, apart from those Valyrian steel swords that have not yet appeared in Westeros, is there any magical weapon that can compete with the indestructible and light ebony sword?
Looking at the tens of thousands of Druchi warriors, Rohan couldn't help but feel a heroic feeling of commanding the three armies in his heart.
"Take a good rest, warriors. There will be a more wonderful world in the south waiting for us to conquer, Druch!"
"Blood, glory, victory!"
Chapter completed!