Food Poems

Chapter 92: Fight for Morning Frost Ridge!

The sky was covered with gloomy black clouds and heavy snow was falling.

At the foot of the ice battlement, Phocas, wearing blood-stained plate armor, leaned against the ice wall, with a broadsword on his knees and a small wooden stick in his hand, knitting a woolen sweater.

The blood came from a white wolf that had just tried to cross the ice wall. The white wolf led a pack of wolves to attack, bringing considerable pressure to the militia guarding the city.

When the white wolf pounced on the three-meter-high ice wall and stood on the battlement with its teeth bared ferociously, Phocas swung his broadsword with both hands and chopped off the white wolf's head.

Blood splattered on his plate armor and on his white beard. Phocas' heroic posture greatly boosted the morale of the defenders.

He even managed to knit a sweater!

Only Phocas knew that the more anxious he was, the more he would force himself to calm down by knitting sweaters, even on a battlefield where life and death were at stake.

Fokasse once knew a comrade-in-arms who would take hallucinogenic mushrooms and drink three bowls of liquor every time he went to the battlefield.

The battlefield is so cruel, people always need something to support their beliefs...Fokas gave a bitter smile...I really want to knit a sweater for the young master's child.

"Lord Phocas, another herd of beasts is coming!"

Lota held a crossbow in her hand and fired an arrow that pierced a snow wolf. She shouted while bending down to reload.

A sharp gleam flashed in the old knight's tiger eyes. He stood up, picked up the two-handed sword, and stood guard alone in front of a battlement.

A deer-shaped monster tried to jump onto the ice wall, and Fokas swung his sword and cut it in half. Blood splattered and the old man roared.

Sora shouted, "Crossbowmen, fire!"

call out!call out!call out!
The crossbow arrows shot into the beasts, and each one could cause substantial damage. There was no need to worry about the hit rate, and one could shoot with eyes closed! While the crossbowmen were reloading, the spearmen occupied the crenels and stabbed down the monsters that rushed onto the top of the city.

The wolf- and deer-type monsters had amazing jumping abilities, and several of them narrowly crossed the city wall and leaped to the corridor, where they were surrounded and stabbed to death by the spearmen. The herd then changed their strategy and let the monsters go forward to die, with their corpses gradually piling up into a small hill.

Afterwards, the wolves jumped onto the top of the city wall, stepping on the pile of corpses, instantly causing panic in the corridor!
Moss suddenly grew on the ice surface, and the moss quickly grew into vines, entangling the wild wolf that leaped onto the top of the city wall.

Second level spell, thorn entanglement!
Rigidrev stood behind Sora, wearing a red hood and holding a staff tightly in her hand.

Sora swung his sword, defeating the wolves one by one, and shouted:

"Log Roller Team! Destroy that mountain of corpses!"

All the people of Morning Frost Ridge participated in the war, and the untrained population was also incorporated into the log rolling team and the stone team.

Rumble!
The logs rolled down with thunder, knocking down the pile of corpses and crushing several wolves into minced meat.

At this time, Sora looked at the figure climbing to the top of the city wall in surprise.

The militiamen said excitedly:
"Lord Lord!"

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ye Zhi stood on the ice wall, looking at the beasts attacking from afar, his chest rising and falling slightly. He exhaled, drew the sword from his waist, and said:
"For Morningfrost Ridge!!"

For glory? For nobility? Everything is less important than the determination to defend the land!
The spell-inspiring song, through Yeats's voice, resounded through the city walls, and the soldiers' faces showed strong shock.

The lord personally joins the battle to defend this land!
The roar of the soldiers echoed from the city walls.

"For Morningfrost Ridge!!"

Phocas' face was covered in blood. He leaned on the hilt of his sword and breathed slightly. He looked at Yeats standing on the other side of the city wall, his eyes flashing with hope.

At this time.

"Ouch——"

The howling of wolves continued. The sky was covered by dark clouds, and the air was filled with depression.

The ground shook slightly, and from afar, groups of magical beasts swept in like a mudslide. Some looked like war horses, some looked like wild deer, and there were also wolf-shaped and even bear-shaped magical beasts.

Phocas felt heavy in his heart...the beast tide had truly arrived!

At this time, Fokas saw a summoning light appear in front of the ice wall, and a knight wearing black armor and a helmet sat on a nightmare horse, holding a lance in his hand.

The next moment, the black-armored knight rode his horse over the chevaux de frise and charged towards the beast tide alone!
This wave of beasts was composed of low-level monsters and ordinary wild beasts. Ye Zhi had not seen any monsters with three-level combat power yet, so he asked Kylya to charge directly into the battle and dampen the enemy's morale.

The headless knight with three rings rushed into the beast tide and was swallowed up by the tide of monsters in the blink of an eye, but she swept her lance, and the tip of the lance spewed out a majestic black gas, and she killed her way out.

Afterwards, the Headless Knight turned back again, wielding his lance, and single-handedly stopped the advance of the monsters.

"Roar!!"

A deafening roar sounded.

Ye Zhi saw the leader of this wave of beasts, a huge Thunder Fang Wolf covered in golden wolf skin and with golden lightning flashing all over its body.

The Thunder Wolf's scales can store lightning. When covered by lightning, its strength and speed will be greatly increased, so it cannot get close to the ice wall.

"The aura is approaching the fourth ring." Beside Ye Zhi, Xilude said calmly.

"Can it be delayed?" Yeats asked.

"Of course." Hild turned his head and glanced at Ye Zhi, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the eagle helmet, and said, "Let your snow leopard accompany me to charge into the battle."

Snow Leopard and Dullahan are both summoned beasts. Even if they dissipate, they can be reunited with magic power. However, Hildreth is a flesh and blood body. Ye Zhi warned:
"be careful."

"I'm still waiting for the celebration."

Hildreth rode on a snow leopard with the ability to transform into a giant and jumped off the city wall. Her red hair fluttered in the cold wind. She held the reins in one hand and a sharp sword in the other.

She burst out with a fighting power comparable to that of a Four Rings warrior. Her momentum was unstoppable. In a blink of an eye, she rushed into the beast herd, sweeping across with sword energy. Her momentum was even greater than the charge of the Headless Knight just now!
Afterwards, Hildreth successfully attracted the Thunderfang Wolf's attention with the spell "Forced Duel", pulling it away from the city wall.

The defensive pressure suddenly eased, but Yeats did not dare to relax and stood beside the battlement to supervise the battle in person.

A blood eagle swooped down from the sky with a cry, stretched out its claws that flashed with cold light, and rushed straight towards Ye Zhi.

boom!
Gray threw the hand axe, splitting the swooping Blood Eagle in half. She wiped the blood that splashed on her face, caught the hand axe that swung back, and said:
"With so many monsters, the territory would make a fortune just by selling their corpses as materials!"

Her relaxed and cheerful tone eased Ye Zhi's tense mood a little, and she said calmly: "Focus on defending the city."

After two hours of fierce fighting, the size of the beast herd showed signs of shrinking, and the monsters seemed to feel fear and stopped outside the city.

Ye Zhi looked into the distance worriedly. Hildreth rode a snow leopard and took the fourth-ring Thunder Fang Wolf away from the main battlefield. She didn't know what the situation was on her side.

At this moment, a thunderous sound of horse hooves rang out, and a ghostly figure appeared behind the herd.

Ye Zhi's pupils contracted.

The Wild Hunt Knight rode on his ghostly warhorse and began to gallop among the beasts like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. The monsters swallowed by the black fog disappeared in the blink of an eye without even leaving their corpses!

The monsters were terrified and attacked the ice wall again like a tide!

Yeats hissed.

This group of wild hunters are the real culprits that caused the beast tide!

(End of this chapter)