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Chapter 567: 0414
The teleportation array fell silent, and the flowing magic resumed its original direction.

Ariel's steel sword was still stuck straight on the enchanting stone.

The assailant thus escaped.

Not only did he rescue the huntress who could use magic, but he also destroyed Thornton Kaya's teleportation coordinates...

In front of Ariel Moss and a group of Black Riders.

When Nansen arrived with his helmet in hand, he saw Ariel's back from a long distance away, and he could imagine the terrifying aura of the commander when he was thinking deeply.

The Cangcuo Snake summoned by Jura had already declined when the magic was surging, and under the siege of the Heili cavalry, it quickly turned into a horribly damaged corpse.

Nansen walked up the stone steps of the teleportation circle, realizing that the principles of this operation were about to change.

"I underestimated Thornton Kaya, Nansen."

He heard his commander say so, so he walked forward silently, actually a little excited in his heart - not for tonight's defeat, but for the upcoming battle.

Nansen suppressed his emotions and said sincerely: "It's just some cunning thieves, fleeing in embarrassment, fearing the steel sword of the empire."

"Oh—maybe so."

Ariel could hear the change in his subordinate's tone. "It can be seen that you are very happy. Okay, I will leave the battle of Qiuming Ancient Road to you. I suddenly realized that a group of people..."

His voice suddenly dropped as Bituro yelled about the broken coordinates.

Nansen heard the commander let out a breath of anger, which was a sign of giving up, and then continued: "Wild dogs, there is no way to defeat wolves, so I need real fighters."

At this time, Bituro became as big as a bear, his armor was bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot and dark green.

He strode towards Ariel, hoping to get guidance from the Knights of the Imperial Emblem. In fact, he didn't want to be abandoned by the Pistonk Empire just because he lost his coordinates.

Nansen's hand rested on his saber.

He made up his mind: If Bituro dared to overstep and charge the officer, he would cut off a piece of flesh from the officer as a warning.

Bituro became more vigilant after turning into a half-beast form.

He seemed to be aware of Nansen's hostility, and deliberately stood a little far away, without complaining or justifying, just standing in front of the portal, like a war beast waiting to be issued with armor.

Ariel said: "The plan has changed, and the battle on Qiuming Ancient Road will be brought forward tonight."

Bitullo didn't hear the reprimand, and seemed to have the confidence to speak again: "It was Meng who appeared here just now, he can't be wrong, he has seen my face, that little girl is still alive, I have no chance... ..."

The more he spoke, the more guilty he became.

"No, you have."

bass--

Ariel stepped forward and pulled his sword from the enchanted stone.

The last deviation of the teleportation circle was corrected, and the hovering stones bloomed with the correct color again.

"The coordinates were disrupted by my saber. Both Meng and the huntress were injured. They may be teleported to any corner within dozens of miles around Sandon Kaya. We still have a chance."

Bitullo and Nansen immediately regained their spirits.

Especially Bituro's eyes, even in the state of a half-beast, can be seen staring wide.

He said in a low voice: "I should take advantage of the fact that the news has not been sent back to Santon Kaya, and lead the army to evacuate first. When you hit the tribe, there will be no defensive force to use!"

Ariel glanced at Bituro and guessed him thoroughly.

The teachings these days have not had the slightest effect, and the short-term cooperation is coming to an end after all.

But he kept a serious face and ordered: "No, no, no, on the contrary, I will order the forces in the south to withdraw, and then you will take Santon Kaya's team north to support!"

"why?"

Bituro asked loudly, even the adjutant who came behind him was stunned.

He was the only one left, and he was wounded, and the other one turned into a puddle of mud in the Cangcuo snake's venom.

Bituro blinked, realized that he was impolite, and lowered his head.

Ariel said as he walked: "You have to establish your own honor before you can live like a person. Going north to fight is the last step to push your prestige to the peak."

He lowered his voice as if to whisper as he passed Bituro.

"I'll arrange for you to leave."

A group of Heili cavalry was ready to go, led by Nansen, and began to set off in the direction of Qiuming Ancient Road.

……

Meng watched as Jura wriggled and raised his head from the wolf fur.

Her bloodshot eyes were half-open, and her breathing was uneven, as if to calm the aftermath of a nightmare.

Next to the stacked weapons, blood-stained cloths, and carry-on bags, there was a bonfire.

It was brought back from the cedar forest outside before Meng treated Jura's wound. There were still some emergency dry food and a small amount of medicinal materials used to stop bleeding in the hunter's cave.

The good news is that the location where the teleportation point falls happens to be the route of the Bolton Hunting Season.

When Meng was wandering in the past, he often searched for life-saving food in such hidden potholes, so when Jura was in a coma, he managed everything easily.

Jura sat up straight with her head covered, the dizziness coming from her head was also mixed with slight tingling pain.

"Where are we?"

That's part of the bad news.

"Songzi Snow Forest, the corner of the abandoned ancient road, is not too close to Sandun Kaya."

Meng answered with a neutral voice.

The armor forged from the Hoarfrost Mine was removed at this time, and the exposed skin was wrapped with cloth.

Jura's memories all became clear.

She remembered that when Meng passed through the teleportation array, she flew to block a sword for herself, and was about to speak, and noticed that the wounds on her arms and calves had been treated.

"Where did you learn such a delicate dressing technique?"

"I do not want to say."

The tone of Meng's answer was still indifferent.

He fell down loosely backwards, resting on his arms as a pillow - he needed to be vigilant in the field, and Jura woke up, so he dared to take a short nap in the gap.

Huntresses also know the rules of wilderness survival.

She didn't mind watching the bonfire, let alone saving her own life, but she was born enthusiastic and could not hold back her temper.

Jura continued to ask: "Do you have a wolf spirit?"

Meng didn't answer, and his breath gradually became even. Just when Jura thought the conversation was over...

He sighed and said, "No."

Jura sat cross-legged by the campfire, clutching a stick in her fingers. "But I clearly saw that your wolf turned into smoke and suddenly appeared beside us. Only people with a high degree of compatibility with beast spirits can do it!"

Meng opened his eyes and stared at the stone ceiling of the cave. "Turn around and look at it."

The wolf crawled behind Jura and acted as a blanket for her to keep out the cold.

Its dark hair is very fluffy, and if you look closely, you can see some black phantoms in the whirling fire.

Jura stared at it for a long time, and the moment she saw the clue, the beast spirit began to sting her senses again.

"Hiss, the ominous breath, is it hunting?"

She was startled to realize that the silent beast beside her was a creature infested with the undead.

"It's the kind of weak person who is swallowed by the curse. As for the atomization you mentioned, it's a technique that you've only recently figured out, and it's not yet proficient. It's already performed supernormally tonight."

When Meng talked about his buddy, he talked a little more inexplicably, and it was not hard to hear pride in his words.

Jura stroked the wolf and looked around, sliding his hair through his fingers, and nodded slightly.

She is thanking the wolf for its help, and obviously, she is different from ordinary people, she will not be afraid of it at all, just like the animal clan respects every living being.

Meng's eyes fell on Jura from the top of the stone.

……

The twilight of dawn is still far away, but the wind and snow have lightened.

Meng's rest was ruined by Jura again, and he could only set off with his tired body, maybe it was some kind of curse, I couldn't tell.

Jura took on the main task of chatting, even if the cold wind made her mouth hurt, she still had to talk.

"According to the standards of the Fern Tribe, you are very powerful, Meng, maybe you are the second most capable fighter in Thornton Kaya. In the future, if we have a chance, we will have to fight without beast spirits, so as not to bully you... ..."

Hearing the murmurs, Meng was a little uncomfortable, and carried the wolf across the gully in the snow.

"hiss--"

Jura's injury was much more serious than that of Meng's, and the knife edge was slightly torn.

"The consequences of being brave."

"I'm helping you, remember? It's all entrusted by you." Jura grinned in pain and did not forget to fight back.

Meng's voice became very deep, different from the previous coldness, it was a serious and formal warning.

"I entrust you to risk yourself and let you pass through the unknown portal, or do I let you leave Santon Kaya alone to fight against the knights of the southern border kingdoms?"

Jura was exposed on the spot, frowned and pretended to be dizzy, this was the second time Meng talked to her like this.

"answer me."

Meng's lecture didn't end, and his tone became even tougher.

"What did I tell you?"

But Jura just replied slowly: "I will check the direction of the army on the ancient road for you, ah, yes, don't act without authorization..."

"Good memory, young man." Meng said, "Don't die next time."

The wolf carried them in the direction of Thornton Kaya.

……

The war came quickly, covering the Qiuming Ancient Road, covering the sky and the sun.

Brady tried hard to judge the number of enemy troops in the black horned helmet. From the moment he stepped out of the trench, his rapid breathing was as deafening as the bellows of a blacksmith shop.

All around him were Thornton Kaya's army, a team of about a thousand people, and the equipment was not bad.

But Brady was a recruit, as most of them were.

His one-time wandering mate is said to have joined the Thornton Kaya wolf ride.

But even the group of soldiers led by Meng himself was not as scary as the group in front of him. If Uncle Zangren saw it, he would probably faint from fright...

Above Beddy's head is a web of magic and arrowheads, searching for the life in the trench, falling densely from the sky.

His mind was full of mush.

Thornton Kaya has Bedi's only remaining relatives and friends.

The pressure of the imminent war made him forget to hide, unable to show the courage to move both sides.

"What are you doing, idiot, there's no reason for us to die here."

When Bedi realized, the people next to him had already pinned him in the trench.

"Ah ha ha……"

In his ears, he could only hear his own short breathing, and the beating of steel arrowheads falling on the shield, and the swishing sound of those deadly weapons piercing the air became a bit ordinary at this moment.

Beddy's back was soon drenched with sweat, and his stomach began to cramp at the cold touch.

When the first smell of blood came into his nasal cavity, he couldn't stop vomiting, even if he closed his eyes from the beginning to the end, he would roll out pieces of blood and internal organs in his mind.

The people beside him picked him up from the ground.

The enemy's long-range probing is over, and the front heavy armor has made contact.

Bedi saw countless Southern Border Legion wearing horn helmets. They rushed down from the hillside like a herd of rhinos out of control and broke into the defense line built by Santon Kaya.

Although he was still far away from the front end, he didn't even have the strength to stand upright.

His armor is very simple. It was the first day he came to the front line. He joined the army impulsively because of the desire to protect his family. Now he has become the most cowardly mobilizer on the entire front line.

In fact, the quality of the troops stationed here is not bad.

If there are only about the same number of city-state troops, they can fight fiercely to delay time.

But the new reinforcements in the distance are really terrifying. The behemoth legion plus the black steel knights, all the raided areas are full of armor flying around and blood flowing.

Beddy couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying thing could easily break through the line of defense.

He stumbled in the crowd, unable to hold the knife and ax steadily, the original unit had been completely disbanded, and all the soldiers who passed by had different degrees of anxiety on their faces.

Beddy could feel the eyes of those people.

Blamed him for his cowardice, marveled at his laxity, and was not qualified to remain in the army.

Bedi ran around in a daze, rubbing a lot of blood, the torrent of battle swept quickly, and when the team had to start retreating, a thick hand grabbed him from the chaos!
"You have to go back alive and bring the battle here back to Santon Kaya. No one is allowed to come. A tribe cannot resist it."

The sound of steel clashing made his head dizzy.

Bedi seems to have heard that order, and also knows that the enemy on the hillside has occupied their original position.

The air around him became colder and colder, and the chaotic movements moved away from him.

Beddy's breathing was clear again, and his arms and legs were all stiff, with the sound of teeth colliding...

He suddenly realized that he was riding on the back of a group of winter horses.

Bedi looked around. It was the winding road of the Qiuming Ancient Road, flanked by a spacious plain, and those neighboring tribes were dotted in places where the rivers meandered.

Thornton Khaya's army sent him out as a scout with a message.

The thick smoke rising from the ground and the unstoppable tinnitus reminded him all the time—the mission of returning alive.

The galloping winter horse gave him courage.

Bedi lowered his center of gravity and leaned on the horse's back. The hand that was supposed to swing the rein was close to the muscles on the horse's neck, and he only used half of his head to find the direction back to Santon Kaya.

He wants to bring the news back.

(End of this chapter)