honor me as god

Chapter 650 Dusk Sunset
The ice field at dusk has a magnificent beauty. Under the cover of flying snow, the setting sun gradually sinks into the western horizon, and the magnificent aurora appears in the dark and hazy sky, just like a dream.

Since the huge wall was erected in the 14th year of the Huoyao Calendar, the Frozen Fortress has guarded the Dogoland Kingdom for 510 years, and generations of generals have dedicated their lives here.

Now, the 17th general of the Frozen Fortress, Larsen Van Dorgoland, stands on the top of the giant wall, looking at the vast ice field in the north.

Larsen's hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze was a little dignified for some reason, and he said to himself, "What are you doing?"

Suddenly, an immature voice sounded behind Larsen: "What's wrong? General Larsen."

Larsen glanced back and saw that Solandelle had climbed up the huge wall at some point, and Garrott followed behind as usual.

Larsen continued to look north, and said coldly, "It's none of your business."

Solandelle said neither humble nor overbearing: "Now the materials have not been fully loaded and unloaded. I have a task on my shoulders. If you observe any abnormal situation, I think I have the right to know."

Larsen rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to continue arguing. He signaled Solandelle to stand over, then pointed to the snowy forest to the north, and asked coldly, "What did you see?"

Solandelle looked at it for a long time, but didn't understand what Larsen was talking about: "I didn't see anything."

"That's the problem—I didn't see anything." Larsen's eyes and tone were very solemn, "There is a joint settlement of barbarians in that forest. The scale is very large, and there are tens of thousands of people living in it. Now it is It's dinner time, but I don't see a wisp of smoke."

Solandelle tentatively asked: "Could it be that the settlement has moved to another place?"

Larsen didn't want to see Solandelle at first, and now he scolded impatiently: "Are the cubs born by Perseus all pigs?! He has no experience or common sense at all! There are abundant natural resources in that forest. It’s a rare habitat, and the next forest that can be inhabited is hundreds of miles away, which chief with a bad brain will lead people to migrate casually?”

Solandelle was speechless, scratching the back of her head and whispering: "Maybe, you can send scouts to investigate?"

Larsen sneered again and again, and looked at Solandelle with stupid eyes: "Shut up, I beg you to shut up, don't always think that you are smart, and everyone else is an idiot. This kind of thing for granted, you think the whole Can you think of the Frozen Fortress?"

Not long after Larsen finished speaking, several small black dots appeared in the distance, quickly approaching the huge wall of the fortress, followed by the sound of regular horns, which was the signal sent by the scout troops.

The gate of the huge wall was opened, and the scouts rode into the frozen fortress and conveyed the information to the affairs officer.

The officer in charge of duty today is Ashuma. He trotted all the way, climbed up the huge wall from the stairs, and just wanted to report next to Larsen, when he suddenly found Solandelle present, and Garrot stared at him like a lion. He immediately stopped in fright.

Larsen turned his head and looked over: "What are you doing there?"

Ashoma smiled apologetically, and said in a humorous tone: "I think I'd better stand here, I need to keep a distance of 5 meters from Her Royal Highness."

Larsen kept rolling his eyes and urged, "Hurry up."

Ashuma nodded and reported: "My lord, the scouts sent a report just now. No barbarians were found in the forest. The settlements that used to live there have disappeared. There are a large number of migration traces on the ground. The scouts judged that the barbarians should go north. gone."

Larsen frowned after hearing this, and stood there silently.

Solandelle showed a smug expression, glanced at Larsen childishly, and joked, "Maybe sometimes, experience and common sense can go wrong."

Larsen was originally an arrogant person, but when he was refuted at this time, he immediately felt ashamed, and cursed: "Get out, go back to your barracks and sleep!"

Solandelle won the victory, not to mention how happy she was, she snorted softly and left with a winner's smile.

Just as Solandelle was going down the stairs, Ashuma, who was originally submissive, suddenly changed his face, and rushed over with big strides: "Your Highness, be careful!!!"

Almost at the same time, Garrott drew out his giant sword and slashed forward.

In this kind of icy and snowy climate, there are often frozen ice cones on the city wall ice field. Most of the ice cones are usually stable and not dangerous, but occasionally some ice cones accumulate and loosen their structures, and they will break without warning.

At this time, a large ice pick happened to fall off Solandelle's head and hit her on the head. If it hit her, it would be very dangerous.

Fortunately, Garrett made a timely move and chopped the ice pick into pieces, but his strength was a bit too strong, and the shattered ballast from the ice pick was enough to punch small holes in the ice. If it hit a person, It is indispensable to see blood from the skin.

Just when the ice splattered on Solandelle, Ashuma arrived in time and opened his arms to protect Solandelle.

All of a sudden, Solandelle saw some ice shards scratching Ashuma's hand.
"Your Highness, are you alright?!" Garrett hurried over, pushed Ashuma away abruptly, and warned viciously, "What did I tell you before? Do you want to die?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm just... just trying to protect His Highness." Ashuma hurriedly muttered an apology, and backed away 5 meters away.

"Don't do this, Garrett, if it wasn't for Ashuma, I might be hurt by the ice." Solandelle took the initiative to run to Ashuma and asked with concern, "Is your hand okay? Come on, I Take you to the doctor to bandage the wound."

Ashuma was taken aback, and smiled apologetically, "It's okay, Your Highness, I'm not injured."

"Huh? No injury?" Solandelle pushed back Ashuma's sleeves, only to see that his hands were in good condition without any signs of injury.

Solandelle rubbed the back of her head and murmured suspiciously: "It's strange, I saw the ice shards cut your hand just now. Is it really not injured? Take a closer look."

Ashoma rolled up his sleeves, and said with a sneer: "Your Highness, you must have misread it because of your nervousness. If my own hand hurts, I can definitely feel it."

What happened just now happened too quickly, Solandelle just glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and didn't see it clearly. Now that Ashuma said she was fine, she nodded: "Okay. Maybe it's me. I read it wrong."

"Your safety is the most important thing." Ashoma bowed slightly, stood there with a nod, like a humble servant.

At this time, a messenger climbed up the city wall and handed over a flying letter to Larsen: "My lord, the frontline military information from the desert."

Larsen opened Feishu and took a look, handed it to Solandelle, and said with a sneer, "Your father is so interesting, he went to the front of the battle to negotiate with the Emperor of the Far East."

(End of this chapter)