honor me as god

Chapter 696 The Night Attack of the Beast
When Solandelle was chatting with Joshua before, she didn't lose her attention.

Before the team was stationed and repaired, she left observation posts along the way. Those sentries were hidden high in the mountains. Once they noticed the movement of the remnants of the Six Kings marching, they would use fire as a source to send a signal to the station as soon as possible.

During this period of rest, the northern region was dark and silent, and there was no signal from the observation post, which meant that there were no enemies approaching, and the camp was safe, so Solandelle was more relaxed.

When Solandelle walked to the sleeping Garrott, she found that his blanket was not covered properly, and one hand was exposed, so she squatted down and was about to stuff his hand into the blanket.

But who would have thought that just as Solandelle touched Garrott's hand, he suddenly stopped breathing and opened his eyes suddenly, those sharp pupils were staring at the darkness ahead like wolves.

Solandelle thought that Garot was too tired from the fierce battle during the day, and was a little nervous, so she comforted her: "It's okay, it's me. I saw that your hands were outside, so I pulled the blanket, and you can continue to sleep."

Garrott was still staring at the darkness, and asked in a deep voice, "How about the observation post?"

Solandelle followed his gaze and replied, "There is no warning signal, everything is normal."

At this moment, a gust of cold night wind blew past, bringing a biting chill.

"Hiss." Garrett's nose moved, his brows became more and more tightly frowned, he lifted the blanket and stood up, shouting loudly: "Get up, get up, get out of here!"

The soldiers woke up one after another, one by one with sleepy eyes, muttering some complaints.

These people have just fallen asleep, and fatigue is like this. When people are very sleepy, they can stand upright for a long time, but if they fall asleep and are woken up after not sleeping for a long time, they will feel a lot of pain. Tired, feeling better than not sleeping.

Garrett saw the soldiers' brains fluttering, and he kicked the ass of the person closest to him: "Hurry up!"

Solandelle noticed that Garrott's reaction was a bit abnormal, and she didn't dare to be careless, so she hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

Garrett looked to the north against the wind, his nose twitched non-stop, as if he was sniffing something, and said solemnly: "It's not right. There's a stench of a beast in the wind."

"Beast?" A soldier packed his luggage and muttered, "It should be animals living nearby. These beasts are afraid of fire, and we have many people, so they must not dare to approach."

"Roar!!!" Without any warning, a deafening roar sounded from the darkness, and a huge giant shadow passed by the soldier in an instant, piercing his body with flashing sharp teeth, and the sound of flesh tearing and bones breaking was endless .

Amidst the shrill screams, the soldiers were dragged into the depths of the darkness by the giant shadow, and the cries for help became farther and farther away, and finally stopped abruptly, leaving only deathly silence.

Before everyone could react, another giant shadow rushed out of the darkness, heading straight for Solandelle.

The moment Garrott woke up, he had already raised his vigilance, and his reaction was very fast. He immediately protected Solandelle behind him, and slashed out the giant sword from bottom to top.

However, the attacking giant shadow had agility that didn't match its body size. It turned back to avoid the blade, jumped to the side, and let out a dull growl.

The lighting torch was lit, and everyone finally saw the true face of the giant shadow.

It was a huge beast with a streamlined body like a feline. Its shoulder height was close to two meters. It had muscular and well-defined muscular limbs. The upper canine teeth in its mouth were like two sharp swords inserted upside down, reflecting in the firelight. With a bloodthirsty cold light, it is extremely frightening.

Veterans who have served in the Frozen Fortress for many years quickly recognized that it was a saber-toothed tiger that lived in the extreme arctic ice field. Canine teeth can penetrate the skin of any creature except ancient giant dragons. If three or five saber-toothed tigers gather together, even the overlord of the land, the land dragon will have to avoid it.

Among the tribes of the survivors of the Six Kings, especially the tribes that directly use the saber-toothed tiger as their totem, they are very respectful of this beast. The strongest tribal warriors have special rituals. They will go to the snowfield forest alone to challenge the saber-toothed tiger. And it is the highest honor to tame them.

These warriors are often born with outstanding supernatural powers. They were raised as elites since they were young, and they also added natural and earthly treasures that can stimulate physical strength in their diet. Even so, their survival rate against saber-toothed tigers is still not one in ten.

And those warriors who are strong enough to successfully tame the saber-toothed tiger will be highly respected by the members of the tribe, and will become the most elite troop in the future training - the saber-toothed tiger cavalry.

The sabre-toothed tiger cavalry has a physique that surpasses ordinary people, and it also fights against beasts. Whether it is the strength to charge frontally or the mobility to cross mountains and mountains, they are all unmatched by infantry.

At this time, the saber-toothed tiger in front of Garrott was not a wild one. It was riding a tall tribal warrior on its back. It was none other than the younger brother of Jupiter, the lord of the Northern Territory. Called Apollo.

Apollo held the traction rope tightly in his left hand, and carried a heavy broadsword in his right hand. Several human heads hung from his waist. The blood on the heads had already frozen in the cold current, but they could still be recognized from the details of their faces. The observation post deployed by Randall before.

Saber-toothed cats are snow-covered creatures, walking on glaciers like flat ground, and they have very soft pads on the soles of their feet, making them almost silent when running.

Those observation posts were obviously attacked silently by the saber-toothed tiger cavalry while they were on alert, and before they even sent out the signal of encountering the enemy, their heads fell to the ground.

Seeing the heads of those observation posts, Solandelle's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar. The observation posts did not send out a signal until they died, which meant that the silence before that did not mean safety at all. During the time when everyone was stationed and repaired, the enemy was extremely dangerous. It may have taken advantage of the night to approach on a large scale.

Sure enough, Solandelle's bad premonition became a reality. Amidst the fierce roar of tigers, more and more saber-toothed tiger cavalry rushed out of the darkness.

The remnant soldiers in the Frozen Fortress were unprepared. The enemy's attack was tantamount to rushing into a herd of sheep. In the blink of an eye, waves of blood were set off. Many soldiers had their heads crushed before they could even see clearly.

When everyone was in a panic, facing the cavalry night attack, the battle-tested Garrott had much more experience. He shouted: "Take out the fuel and light it!"

The soldiers had a lot of oil bottles in their bags for making fires, and they quickly understood what Garrott meant, and directly poured the oil on the combustibles such as tents, sleeping bags, and firewood, and then the fire broke a little and rose Steaming flames.

Although saber-toothed tigers are extremely domineering predators, they are still beasts, and their instinct to fear flames remains in their nature. At this time, when the surrounding fires rose, they immediately let out violent neighing, curled up and retreated.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, everyone hurriedly fled to the rear without even caring about their luggage.

However, how long those flames can stop the saber-toothed tiger cavalry, no one knows.
(End of this chapter)