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Beside a small stream in the forest, a troll demon wolf rider was fetching water.

Around him, four of his companions were on guard.

Those who were experienced in surviving in the wild knew the importance of a water source, but it was also because of its importance that it became a natural trap.

One of the wolf riders finished fetching water and signaled to his companions to take over.

At this moment, he suddenly sensed an uneasy aura and immediately pulled out the curved sword at his waist.

The other four wolf riders were also shocked by their companion's actions and immediately looked around nervously.

But, nothing happened.

The forest was silent, and only the rustling of the trees could be heard.

The wolf riders did not let down their guard, but instead became even more nervous.

Because, it was too quiet!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The sound of an arrow whistling through the air suddenly broke the suffocating silence.

Then, there were two screams.

The remaining three troll demons did not even have time to check if their two companions were dead or alive. They quickly climbed onto their direwolves and ran.

"Chase!"

Knight Bliss shouted and took the lead to rush out.

Behind him, hundreds of human riders galloped out.

The quiet morning was completely broken, and the bloody prelude to a massacre was played once again.

Normally, direwolves were better than warhorses when it came to sprinting over short distances, but their stamina was relatively weaker when it came to long-distance attacks.

Therefore, after the three troll demon wolf riders charged out for a distance, not only did they not shake off the pursuers behind them, they were getting closer and closer.

Furthermore, after they closed the distance, the arrows of the humans came flying again.

Not long later, two more wolf riders were killed by the arrows.

Seeing this, the last remaining wolf rider stabbed his blade into the direwolf's butt with bloodshot eyes.

"Awoo!!!"

In pain, the direwolf instantly sped up and pulled some distance away from its pursuers.

But, the speed buff from self-harm did not last for long.

The direwolf that had lost too much blood was slowly losing its stamina. In the end, it was still caught by the human riders and fell to the ground after being shot by an arrow.

The troll rolled a few times on the ground, then got up pathetically and wanted to continue running forward.

"Whoosh!"

Bliss urged his horse to catch up and cut off the troll's head with a single slash.

Before he could catch his breath, there was a commotion in the forest in front of him, and then, more troll demon wolf riders jumped out!

He was still one step too slow!

Bliss sighed inwardly. He knew that he hadn't dealt with the troll sentinels fast enough and had attracted even more enemies.

"Line up!"

After estimating the distance between them and the wolf riders, Bliss knew that he couldn't avoid this battle, so he ordered loudly.

"Advance!"

The human cavalrymen who had just run for a while took a breather. Under Bliss's orders, they pulled down their visors again and prepared to face the enemy.

"Speed up!"

Fortunately, there weren't too many Wolf Riders attacking them, so they could still fight.

"Charge!"

As the distance between them narrowed, both sides entered the sprinting stage at the same time.

There was no retreat, no evasion, and no mercy.

When enemies meet on a narrow path, the brave wins!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"Peng!!!!"

With a loud crash, blood and broken bones splattered everywhere.

It was bloody, savage, and tragic.

Life became the sacrifice, and blood was the decoration.

The tranquil forest instantly turned into a terrifying altar.

After a fierce battle, the humans finally gained the upper hand.

This group of cavalrymen from the House of Saint Hilde was indeed elite.

Furthermore, Colin's guess was right. The trolls didn't deploy a large number of troops in the direction of the north.

Clearly, the trolls didn't expect that this group of human deserters would dare to return to the main battlefield.

"Chase!"

Seeing that the remaining dozen trolls wanted to escape, Bliss immediately gave the order to pursue.

He couldn't let these fellows escape, or they would definitely attract more troops.

At this moment, a blue light suddenly bloomed in the forest.

It was as if the season had suddenly changed in the direction the trolls were retreating in. A layer of frost covered the ground and treetops at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, it instantly enveloped the direwolves, making it difficult for them to move.

"It's magic!"

The leader of the wolf riders cried out in pain, despair in his eyes.

Yes, the female wizard hiding at the back had finally completed her incantation. A Grade 3 spell, [Frost Nova], was cast at the perfect moment, slowing down the speed of the wolf riders' escape.

"Kill them all!"

Bliss took the opportunity to lead his troops forward, beheading the trolls that seemed to have been slowed down.

Colin rushed to the front of the leader of the wolf riders and chopped off his right hand that was holding the weapon, but didn't kill him with another strike.

"I'll see if I can get any information out of him." Colin dragged the half-dead leader of the wolf riders and shouted at Bliss.

"Alright. But you better hurry, we can't stay here for too long. "Bliss nodded and then loudly ordered his subordinates," Hurry up, hurry up! I'll give you ten minutes to clean up the battlefield! "

"Yes!"

"Young Master Colin, do you need help?" Raymond came over.

"No need, I'll do it myself." Colin rejected Raymond's kind intentions and dragged the leader of the wolf riders behind a large tree. He asked, "Tell me, are there any other troll troops nearby?"

"Bah!"

The leader of the wolf riders spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and angrily rebuked, "I won't tell you even if I die!"

Colin tilted his head and nimbly dodged the spit. He then took out his dagger and cleanly slit the leader's throat, "Alright, then go to hell."

"Huff … huff …" The leader of the wolf riders stared with round eyes, as if asking — Why didn't you follow the rules!

When the leader had completely stopped breathing, Colin raised his head and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quietly took out his waterskin.

"Gulp … gulp …"

That's right, Colin's real goal wasn't to interrogate him.

He had already noticed in the previous battle that this leader of the wolf riders was a warrior.

Similar to human knights, warriors were a unique profession of the trolls. They served the God of War and thus had the potential to advance to the holy realm.

After discovering that the blood of warriors had no special effects, Colin felt that he should try to see if the blood of a troll warrior was the same as that of a human knight and could help him increase his strength.

Furthermore, the strength of this leader of the wolf riders should be between level two and level three, and should be higher than Colin's current level.

Thus, if the blood of a warrior really had an effect, he should soon find out …

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Colin hid the waterskin that was filled to the brim and returned to the group.

The battlefield had been cleaned up. All the trolls and their mounts had been killed, and their corpses were strewn about the forest.

The dead of the humans had been hastily buried.

After this battle, there were less than a hundred people left in this small group of escapees.

Colin did a rough count and found that there were only seventy or eighty people left.

With a sigh, Colin mounted his horse and prepared to set off.

At this moment, Bliss led the female wizard's warhorse to Colin's side.

"Knight Colin."

"Ma 'am, what can I do for you?"

The female wizard lowered her head slightly, as if avoiding Colin's gaze. There was a trace of shyness in her voice.

"Excuse me, may I … ride the same horse as you?"

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