Joylull looked up at the cross star in the sky that appeared at some point. The gray and white light could be clearly seen even during the day. A stern look flashed in the amber eyes.

The white cloak with fur on the edge roared in the north wind, the white steel forged women's armor shone bright white light on her body, the part of her chest was engraved with a cold and hard rose, and her right shoulder armor also forged a blooming rose; she held her own light full helmet in her left hand, and her equally silver-white hair was tied behind her head, a long sword with a cross-hilt hilt hangs around her waist, and the counterweight steel ball on the hilt was also carved into a rose, and thorny iron chains were wrapped around the scabbard.

"Captain, the rest is over." The tall knight came behind Joylul. He was wearing a heavy steel helmet, a giant helmet on his head, and a thick wool cloak that was equally white, and a wide-blade sword was behind him. He had a white rose emblem on his chest. "The wind is coming soon, we have to do it as soon as possible." The knight said heavily.

Joylull did not answer immediately, but moved her eyes from the cross star in the sky to the snow field ahead. Below the hillside was the avenue leading to Lengshi Town, but it was covered with snow at this moment. "The northern border is even colder than I thought," she lowered her eyes, put on the helmet in her arms, and then she turned around, "order the whole team to assemble and prepare to set off at full speed!"

Al Joylull clenched his hand with iron fists, then walked to his white horse, which also criticized the white fur. When Joylull approached, it exhaled a white breath at her. Joylull gently stroked its head and turned over the horse.

"Target, Cold Stone Town!" Joylull ordered loudly, and took the lead in lifting the whip. The white horse neighed, then stepped on the stone road covered with snow, and rushed down the slow slope. Al, waiting for me.

...

Dean Morgan looked at the front line impatiently, and began to regret burning the entire residential area. If he could find a slightly higher place, he could use flame magic to attack the northern barbarians of this kingdom. If he threw the flames over at this moment, he might even burn other teammates.

Although I don't care, and Modlin didn't dare to do anything to me, let Lao Lang know... Dean Morgan thought of Lao Lang's cold eyes, and he dispelled the idea of ​​throwing flames that were inseparable from the enemy and me into the crowd. The battle situation was quite awkward at this moment. The kingdom's NPC occupied the upper hand, and the houses below were almost swallowed by fire. The crossbowers and magicians in the team could not bypass the shield-bearing teammates in front of them and directly attacked the enemy. As soon as they passed through the shield wall of their teammates, the enemy's crossbow arrows and arrows would shoot you into sieves.

Dean Morgan was wearing a thick gray-white robe with a hood on his head, which made him feel a magician mysterious. He usually wore a black robe, but this action required concealment, so he uniformly wore a gray-white costume. Under the gray-white back robe were chain mail and mature leather armor. Before mastering magic, Dean Morgan was also a good-skilled player. He followed Cangyue Wolf to participate in several battles. After completing a hidden mission, Dean Morgan gained the ability to use magic, and since then he has transformed into one of the top leaders of Cangyue Wolf.

Just as Dean Morgan was anxious to see the stalemate situation, the three crossbowers who blocked the stone steps suddenly pushed back.

"There are four kingdom dogs rushing up, two giant shields and crossbows, and they really can't do anything about it!" Little Delin shouted anxiously in the team's voice, "Brother Dean Morgan, I have to ask you to help here!"

Suddenly there was something to do, which made Dean Morgan very happy, but at the same time he couldn't help but curse his teammates as a waste. Why did NPC block their well-equipped dozens of people under the ground while their teammates couldn't even stop four of them?

"Okay, you guys wait, I'll go there now!" Dean Morgan said deeply, hiding the heart-wrenching desire to try.

But just when Dean Morgan wanted to leave the front, the nosy Modlin spoke, "Wait a minute!" he said, "What is the configuration opposite?"

"Two giant shields, one ordinary shield, and one archer," Xiao Delinhui reported, "By the way, that archer's archer's archery skills were pretty good. He almost shot Roken with one blow just now."

"If you want to talk nonsense, that kid is lucky." The crossbower named Roken muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Enough! Two people come to escort Dean Morgan. He has a few things. When he goes back, the leader will have to take my post!"

If I had a few things, the leader would not have to pull your skin when he went back?! Although I thought so, because Modlin's tone sounded quite impatient, Dean Morgan did not say it. Modlin is a very calm person, and he rarely has impatient or angry times. It is really not something a smart person should do to provoke him at such times.

It should be that he was defeated by the Kingdom Dog behind. I think that the boy Yuehei also passed by. Dean Morgan looked at the two players who came to him, wearing iron armor and holding iron shields. Because they were all wearing full helmets, Dean Morgan couldn't see their faces and expressions.

Dean Morgan ignored the two and walked towards the bottom of the three-way intersection first. The smoke was lingering around, and the choking smell made Dean Morgan very anxious. The more I walked this muddy and watery road, the more I became irritated. I had to burn the four kingdom dogs to char. While thinking about this, Dean Morgan reached out to pull out the axe at his waist. This was an enchanting weapon, the loot of a map mission. Its grip was a charred tree root, tightly wrapped around the axe made of obsidian. The surface of the axe blade was not smooth, but was bumpy and layered. When looking at its axe blade through the light, you could see the Martian light embedded on its edge.

I am no longer the same as before. Holding the axe, Dean Morgan warned himself that I am no longer the pawn who was chased and chopped by the Kingdom dog on the battlefield, nor the weak man who was ridiculed by his teammates.

He started walking downhill, and the stone paving road under his feet became a little slippery in the water. On both sides were houses that had not been lit yet, and the flames had not spread. The irritable Dean Morgan raised his left hand and a flame rose in his palm. The flames rolled and danced in his palm like a thick fog. Then Dean Morgan suddenly threw the flames in his left hand towards a wooden house beside him, like throwing out an ordinary ball of yarn. The flames drew an arc in the air. When they hit the wall of the wooden house, the smoke-like fire spread rapidly, spreading up along the wooden wall like real smoke. In an instant, one wall of the wooden house was swallowed by the smoke-like fire, and then the wooden house really burned in the mist evaporated by the black smoke and the snow melting.

The blooming of the flames temporarily dispelled the surrounding mist, but was immediately shrouded in the smoke and mist of the lit wooden house. But at the moment when the mist was dispelled, Dean Morgan saw a man walking up the stone stairs from the bottom of the downhill road.

"Be wary!" Dean Morgan lowered his body and hid behind the shields of his two teammates.

Four figures in the hazy mist walked up from the stone stairs. At the front was a strong man with a giant shield. A black arrow penetrated through the thick fog and hit the iron shield hard. After a clang, the strong man actually roared and rushed up with a giant shield. Are these kingdom dogs idiots? Don’t they know that we have me, a magician on our side? He picked up the charred axe, Dean Morgan took two steps back, and the thick smoke-like flames began to gather in his palms. The two teammates in front also lowered their bodies, trying to block the strong man’s impact.

When the giant shield collided with the iron shield, a teammate who was holding the shield in front was almost knocked to the ground, and another teammate decisively removed his shield and stabbed the strong man who charged with both hands with a shield with a straight iron sword. He launched a charge on this uphill road. After the collision, the physical slot must have been empty. This is a good opportunity!

But just when he wanted to attack the strong man, the second arrow broke through the air. The arrow pierced the armor of his right arm holding the sword. The arrow pierced the flesh and blood. The teammate immediately took it back and raised his shield and took a few steps back. Idiot! Dean Morgan wanted to curse, but he had lost in momentum! He could have just lost the strong man! But although he wanted to scold him, Dean Morgan still held back. Don't attract attention at this time.

The strong man succeeded in one blow and immediately took off the wide battle axe on his back, roaring and slamming the shield of the player who had just been shot. At this time, the Kingdom player in iron armor also rushed to the scene. He rushed out from the right side of the strong man and used the iron shield to block the battle axe of Dean Morgan's teammate who had just stood firm and wanted to fight back.

The four of them fought together in an instant, but the Duchy players who had the advantage of the slope were beaten to retreat step by step.

These two idiots! Dean Morgan gritted his teeth and quickly escaped to the house that had not been lit by himself to avoid the arrows that would be shot at some point. If these two idiots were not there, Dean Morgan held the flame in his hand, but did not dare to throw it out. The flames after being thrown out were not controlled by Dean Morgan. If the flames were thrown out now, it might instantly burn all four people to char.

If I kill my teammates, I will not be able to continue to hang out with the wolf of Cangyue.

"You guys retreat quickly!" Dean Morgan shouted in the team's voice, "As long as you keep the distance, I can burn them with fire!"

"I can't keep the distance!" a teammate shouted anxiously, "These two guys are biting tightly!"

"There's another one behind!" Another teammate shouted in panic.

Dean Morgan poked his head out and looked. A strong man wearing a white hood, a white scarf, and a white battle robe with a brass-colored balance emblem on his chest walked up, holding an iron hammer in one hand and a sacred book in the other, with a big beard on his face, and under the battle robe was thick chain mail, lined with cotton armor. Priesthood? Dean Morgan was slightly surprised.

With the third party joining, the battle situation instantly became one-sided, and the two Principal players could only support them with their shields. Suddenly, a black arrow was nailed to the wooden pillar where Dean Morgan was hiding, scaring him back to his head. "Little Delan! Little Delan! We need support!" Dean Morgan shouted in the team's voice, he had a gloomy face. As long as these two kids died, I would throw the fire out. Dean Morgan looked down at the flames rolling in his palm.

"Received." Little Delin responded in the team's voice. After a few seconds, several short crossbow arrows flew past. If the boy wearing iron armor had not reacted quickly enough, the crossbow arrow might have been nailed to his helmet. He blocked the crossbow arrow with his shield, and the priest holding the war hammer immediately hid behind the strong man holding the giant shield. Dean Morgan's two teammates finally got a chance to breathe. They quickly retreated, because they were afraid of the crossbower, the three of them did not catch up.

The opportunity finally came! Dean Morgan showed an ecstatic smile on his face. He rushed out from behind the wooden pillars that he was hiding, and threw the long-simmering flames in his hands towards the shield wall made of three.

"Be careful!" the priest with a white hood shouted, but it was too late. The fireball hit the strong man's huge shield and instantly gushed out like thick fog. The fog of flames swallowed the three of them.

...

"Joel! Can you call him a member of the Kangting family like this?!" The tall man drank sternly, and his brown and golden hair emitted a dazzling light under the scorching sun.

"I don't like it because I do this." Joel climbed up from the ground with his chest covering his chest, but his injured leg made him gasp a few times when he got up. At this moment, Joel could really be described as "unskinned".

"Pick up the sword! Today's training is not over yet!" The stern man stared at Joel, who was more than one foot short of him. Joel bent down to pick up the blunt sword at his feet. At this moment, the sword was full of gaps, and blood flowed down Joel's tiger's mouth, and several places on his body were also oozing.

Just holding the sword made Joel cry out in pain.

"Put it on!" The man drank in his eyes, "The men in Kangting's family don't know what pain is! The pain at this moment is just to save your life on the battlefield in the future! Why can't you learn from your brother? What is the motto of our family?"

"Fight in blood!" Joel gritted his teeth fiercely, wielded the blunt sword in his hand and slashed at the man.

...

Joel opened his eyes, and he looked at the wooden tombstone in front of him. The little flower was swaying in the breeze. He actually... dreamed. Joel stood up, clearly closing his eyes slightly. The wound on his neck Joel had been wrapped with the rag torn off his clothes, but it was still bleeding. The fatal wound on his chest no longer bleeds, but it still hurts Joel every time he touches it.

Joel looked at the widow's mountain range in the distance and said to himself, "The wind is coming."

Then he turned around and saw Yue Hei, who had been stained with a gray and white cloak, was walking towards him. On his face covered by a scarf, he looked at Joel with resentment, and the bright scimitar reflected light.

"I think where else can you escape?" Yue Hei said viciously, "You are lucky just now."

Joel didn't say anything, but just held the iron sword and looked at Yue Hei. At this time, a gust of wind blew, sweeping away the smell of smoke and burnt smell. Joel stood at a higher position and looked at Yue Hei. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and then they both held their weapons and rushed towards each other.

Yue Hei waved the scimitar, and the scimitar in his hand almost turned into one with the dazzling white light, but Joel was not afraid because the iron sword was longer than the scimitar. The iron sword in Joel's hand stabbed towards Yue Hei's body fiercely. "The sword is used to stab, not to chop!" The man shouted sternly as if it was ringing in his ears.

Yue Hei turned his body to avoid the tip of the sword, pressed his body closer, and the scimitar cut towards Joel's abdomen. If this blow was successful, Joel would open his intestines and break his belly. Joel also turned his body, and the scimitar cut through the arc and cut open the cotton armor on Joel's abdomen. The two of them collided. Joel waved his left fist and hit Yue Hei's face. Suddenly, a blow hit Yue Hei staggered backwards, and then he did not step on the stone steps and fell down from the stone steps. Before he fell, he waved the scimitar in his hand, leaving a scar on Joel's thigh.

Joel, who had already lost his body, gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He replaced the weapon in his hand with the spear that he had taken from the dead guard when he had just escaped. Joel held the spear tightly in his hands, took advantage of the victory to chase Yue Hei, and stabbed Yue Hei, who was falling on the stone steps. But Yue Hei fell two rounds on the stone steps and stood up again. Suddenly, two short crossbow arrows shot out from behind him. One fell far away and shot a tombstone. The other brushed over Joel's helmet and drew a spark. The harsh sound echoed inside the helmet.

Although the sudden crossbow arrow was expected, Joel was still surprised. However, he was not afraid of it. He stabbed Yue Hei with a spear, occupying the advantage of high places. In addition, the narrow stone steps in the cemetery were not enough to make the two big men move forward together. He stabbed Yue Hei several times, forcing Yue Hei to retreat several times.

Suddenly, Di Yue Hei shouted angrily, jumped away from the stone steps, stepped on a tombstone, and then flexibly stepped on the tombstone to climb to the same height as Joel, but he always hid outside the range that Joel's spear could not reach. Yue Hei quickly dodged, trying to cross Joel to a higher staircase and take up Joel's height advantage. After Yue Hei made way out, the crossbowman became more unscrupulous, and two consecutive rounds of crossbow arrows were forced to put away his spear and take out the round shield.

If Yue Hei is restrained from a height and the two crossbows behind him keep firing arrows, Joel is in the disadvantage of attacking forward and backward, and he will be doomed to defeat him. Joel is holding a shield in his right hand and holding a spear in his left hand, restraining Yue Hei from climbing up the stone steps. Yue Hei is quick in shape, and he jumps back and forth on the tombstone to avoid Joel's spear. Suddenly, he waves the scimitar to approach the close distance that Joel's spear cannot be hurt. At this time, Joel pushes up the round shield to resist the scimitar. The scimitar easily cuts a hole in the wooden round shield, but has not been able to cut the entire shield. But that is sooner or later, Joel knows.

Joel waved his spear and wanted to use the spear to knock Yuehei down from the tombstone, but Yuehei waved the scimitar without fear and cut off the spear. Seeing this, Joel gritted his teeth and threw away the spear, and pulled out the last iron sword from his backpack. The iron sword and the scimitar were intertwined and a spark burst out. However, this time the iron sword was not cut off, but a small gap was cut.

"You are already at the end of your journey!" Yuehei stood on the tombstone and laughed, the wind sang his cloak.

Maybe that's the case. Joel bit him and glanced at the widow's mountain range from the corner of his eyes. Yuehei didn't know why Joel chose this empty and unobstructed hillside. There was only one exit in this cemetery. Why did Joel choose to walk here instead of going to the church square from the downhill paving road?

"What is that?" At this time, Yue Hei finally noticed the "reason". On the snow field on the distant horizon, strong winds rolled up snow sand, blowing towards Lengshi Town like a white sandstorm. Yue Hei's face also suddenly became as gray as the snow storm.
Chapter completed!