Chapter 2761: Mutual Harm

Dragon flames illuminated the night sky. Due to the impact of the dragon flames, the 'Wall of Atad' shattered over a large area, and high temperatures caused water vapor to rise.

With a boom, a large section of the 'Wall of Atad' was burned through at the middle, and the upper half crashed down. One can imagine how spectacular the scene was with such a massive object falling from a height of several hundred meters.

Compared to the side of the Demon Flame Dragon, Barbatos, Amu's side was even more spectacular. A large number of threads made of ice energy were connected to its arms, and an iceberg rose from the ground behind it, reaching several hundred meters in height after a short while.

On this night with only starlight, a Northern Border force of 50,000 had rushed to the nearby area.

The leading Sergeant Major tilted his head slightly, looking at the black dragon in the distance and the rapidly growing iceberg. The tens of thousands of Ice-born soldiers behind him were all doing the same.

The leading Sergeant Major's expression was somewhat dull, but soon, an indescribable sense of terror appeared in his eyes. Without needing to think, he could imagine what the destruction of the 'Wall of Atad' represented.

"Warriors, for the Northern Border, even if we face a giant dragon, we cannot fear!"

"Roar."

The Ice-born soldiers let out a short, angry roar and used the long-handled weapons in their hands to strike the frozen ground.

"Kill!"

The Sergeant Major charged at the very front. As he charged forward with large strides, the scale armor all over his body tightened. His physique expanded significantly by a small circle, his height increasing from 1.85 meters to over 2 meters. Not only that, but the teeth in his mouth also became sharp, and an ice-blue color appeared in the center of his pupils.

This 50,000-strong Ice-born force was aggressive, but because they had rushed over too hastily, they had no time to send out scouts. Added to the fact that the black dragon and the iceberg attracted most of their attention, and there was no moon tonight, they had not yet noticed the Wolf Cavalry Legion intercepting them from the front.

With a bang, a huge ball of light rose into the sky. The compressed gems were located at the center of the light ball, emitting a strong light that illuminated a large area around them.

Hum~

A deep, thick horn sound came. The Ice-born warriors who were charging forward saw that at this moment, one kilometer in front of them, it was almost filled with enemy troops.

"Retreat!"

The Ice-born Sergeant Major roared with all his might. Just the enemy troops he saw were at least 100,000 or more.

These enemy troops were all riding wargs, wearing thick and exquisite armor. The overall style was that of the Chaos Legion, with details revealing the craftsmanship of the Elven race.

Just by taking a distant look, the Ice-born Sergeant Major knew that these were the enemy's elite, at the very least on the level of the Holy Emblem Knights.

"Enemy numbers."

Orc Hero Warpol spoke, and the personal guards behind him immediately reported the general situation of the enemy troops.

"A 40,000 to 60,000-strong Ice-born force? Yuya, you take 50,000 wolf cavalry to meet them. Don't kill too ruthlessly, and... drive them back as quickly as possible."

Just as Warpol's words fell, a female wolf cavalry soldier rushed out from behind him. This was the female wolf cavalry Yuya, the one Su Xiao had ordered to be hung on the city wall for beating a suitor to a semi-crippled state.

Yuya was born with a pair of red eyes. She did not have the strength of a Gray Orc because she was a mixed-blood of a Duin person and a Gray Orc. As for a sense of belonging to Duin, she had none at all.

Yuya's birth was because her father had been thirsty and hungry many years ago and had snatched a female Duin military doctor on the battlefield, which was how she came to be.

50,000 wolf cavalry charged toward the Ice-born force in front. The speed was extremely fast. That Ice-born force had not retreated very far before they were forced to stop and deploy a defensive formation.

Yuya, riding a warg, charged at the very front. The armor on her body was different from most Gray Orcs because her physique was closer to the Elven race, so Elven craftsmen had customized a set of armor and weapons for her.

The weapon in Yuya's hand looked like a sword and a spear. This greatsword was nearly 1.7 meters long in total, with one-third being the handle. The blade was covered with patterns, and on the handle, it was full of rice-grain-sized gems.

Not only the sword handle, but the armor on Yuya's right arm was also inlaid with rice-grain-sized cyan gems. This was the means she used for combat.

During the high-speed charge, Yuya raised the greatsword in her hand. A fluorescent cyan color appeared on the greatsword, making it somewhat blinding.

The warg under Yuya rushed to the enemy. She, on the wolf's back, slashed down with one sword, slashing toward the metal shield in front. The blade cut through the air, making a chilling whimper.

Before the sword even arrived, the Ice-born warrior behind the shield on the opposite side let out a strange cry. The oncoming pressure made him feel death.

Thud!

A fan-shaped slash spread from the front. Within several dozen meters in front, the enemy's shattered corpses and armor pieces were everywhere. Cyan flames rose, causing the frozen ground on the ground to hiss.

After slashing this sword, the gems on Yuya's right arm armor dimmed. Her pair of crimson eyes narrowed, her expression icy cold.

"You've caused trouble, Yuya."

A wolf cavalry soldier rushed past Yuya. After dodging the enemy's spear sideways, the long-handled battle axe in his hand was swung from bottom to top. The axe blade slashed at the enemy's jaw, and the enemy's head exploded like a watermelon.

Yuya, who had bloodstains on her face, looked puzzled, but soon, she recalled that her Great Lord had said before the expedition that if she did not encounter enemy elites or engage in a siege, she could not use the battle skills on the sword. She had forgotten just now.

Holding onto the last shred of luck, Yuya looked toward the rear. Their eyes met. Baha, acting as the supervising commander, was looking at Yuya coldly.

Yuya shivered inexplicably. There were not many things she feared, and her Great Lord, Kukuin Bai Ye, was the person she feared the most, without exception.

Compared to Yuya's depressed mood, the enemy's Ice-born Sergeant Major was in despair. Around him were enemy cavalry. He felt like a small boat in a flood, about to be drowned by the enemy army.

The weapon in the Ice-born Sergeant Major's hand had long since broken, and his right arm was already numb from repeatedly blocking the enemy's charge slashes. His left torso had been slashed through, causing him to lose blood rapidly.

With a swish, the Ice-born Sergeant Major saw a cyan greatsword and a female wolf cavalry soldier with crimson eyes. The other party's gaze was very cold; it was the gaze of someone accustomed to killing enemies. The Ice-born Sergeant Major's final feeling was that it was cruel and beautiful.

With a thud, the upper half of the Ice-born Sergeant Major's body landed on the ground. A wolf claw stepped on his head, and the warg howled toward the sky.

50,000 regular Ice-born troops against 50,000 ultimate wolf cavalry. The battle only lasted 30 minutes before the enemy troops suffered more than half casualties and finally collapsed.

Blood froze on the frozen ground, leaving a battlefield covered in corpses. The wolf cavalry returned to their main force.

After this Ice-born force collapsed, about an hour later, a second Ice-born force of about 200,000 arrived.

It was still the same strategy as before: try to disperse the enemy as much as possible, maximize the advantages of cavalry on the plains, and avoid casualties among the wolf cavalry.

Facing the Northern Border troops, Su Xiao was more willing to kill these enemy troops until they retreated. He was not here to fight the Northern Border to the death; that would only benefit Duin.

After driving back four waves of enemy reinforcements, it was already about four o'clock in the second half of the night. The 'Wall of Atad', which separated the Northern Border from the Central region, had been destroyed by a full 35 kilometers.

At the same time, in the Duin Royal Capital, inside a palace.

The magnificent palace was resplendent. Located on the fifth floor of the palace, inside a flower room, a spell formation emitted a faint light.

The aged Duin King was sitting on a wooden chair, covered with a blanket, and sitting opposite him was a phantom projected by a spell.

This phantom was wearing full-body armor, with cold air rising from its body. On the cone-shaped crown, wisps of frost were spreading. This phantom was none other than the Polar Ice Lord.

"Polar Ice, the Wolf Cavalry Legion destroying the 'Wall of Atad' was not my order."

The Duin King spoke in a calm tone.

"15 million Imperial gold coins, 15,000 Holy silver coins, Duin King, you are very generous. In order to let the Wolf Cavalry Legion destroy the 'Wall of Atad', you are very generous."

The Polar Ice Lord's phantom spoke in a deep voice, the sound icy and bone-chilling, as if it could freeze the soul.

"This is a misunderstanding..."

"Shut your stinking mouth full of lies. Continue the war. The war between you and me has never been fake. Since you really want to unite with the War Demon, then the Northern Border is the enemy of both of you."

The Polar Ice Lord's phantom dissipated. Only the Duin King remained in the flower room. The plants around him withered rapidly, and even flames ignited. His gaze turned toward the darkness inside the flower room.

"Duin King, if you are willing to listen to my explanation, I have at least a dozen reasons to explain the current situation."

The Gray Gentleman in the darkness pressed down on the top hat on his head. Things had suddenly become unfavorable.

Northern Border, Winter City.

Inside a dark hall, on a throne made of ice, a figure was sitting.

Crack, crack, crack...

The Polar Ice Lord's fists clenched until they cracked. He had been played, played by the joint efforts of Duin and the Chaos Legion.

"Someone."

The Polar Ice Lord gave a low shout. Several Northern Border officials trotted into the hall, all lowering their heads, waiting for the Polar Ice Lord's order.

"Block Duin's spell communication. Order the Warhammer unit to immediately annihilate the Holy Emblem Cavalry Regiment."

In a dangerous place in the Northern Border, amidst the wind and snow, the Holy Emblem Knights were waiting in the wind and snow.

"Ah~, ah~, achoo!"

An Imperial soldier sniffed. Born in the Central region, even with a strong body, he felt cold at this moment.

In this ghost place, as long as you spat, before it hit the ground, the spit would turn into an ice lump. The temperature was -95°, and the Holy Emblem Knights could hold on, but they had been holding on for almost two days.

"Soldiers, hold on. The Wolf Cavalry Legion will arrive here by noon tomorrow at the latest."

Legion Commander Turt shouted. The knight armor all over his body was covered in ice crystals. If one observed carefully, one would find that he was also shivering a bit from the cold.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air came from afar. After Legion Commander Turt looked into the distance, he felt relieved. It was the Heavy Hammer unit. This unit would be a formidable enemy in the near future, but for now, the two sides would not start a war. This was a plan agreed upon by the Duin King and the Polar Ice Lord. Those who knew the whole plan did not exceed the number of five fingers.

Simply put, this plan was to pretend to unite with the War Demon, but in reality, the Holy Emblem Knights and the Heavy Hammer unit would temporarily join forces. After tricking the Wolf Cavalry Legion into the Northern Border, the Heavy Hammer and Holy Emblem would join forces to wipe out the Wolf Cavalry.

The mobility of the Wolf Cavalry Legion was too terrifying. Both Duin and the Northern Border felt a thorn in their backs. War between Duin and the Northern Border was inevitable, so at the beginning of the war, they chose to temporarily unite to eliminate the Wolf Cavalry Legion, this heart-and-belly trouble.

Woo~

Wind pressure struck from above. A Heavy Hammer warrior, four meters tall and wearing super heavy armor, swooped down from high altitude, swinging a giant hammer with a hammer head two meters long.

Thud!

Ice chips and shattered corpses splashed everywhere. Legion Commander Turt staggered backward. The blood that had just splashed on his face was frozen by the low temperature.

"Lord Turt, launch an all-out counterattack! We have completely broken with the Northern Border! Also, we might... really have to unite with the Wolf Cavalry Legion."

Hearing this sentence, Legion Commander Turt drew the long sword from his waist, and flames ignited all over his body with a whoosh. ===== CHAPTER 2762 =====