Chapter 33 The Smell of Snow in the Blood

The burly Squire Knight came to the side of the dead Squire Knight.

He knelt on one knee and took off his helmet, revealing his beastly white tiger ears. A look of sadness flashed in the orc's feline eyes.

"Let's go, brother."

"I will go back and tell your country that you are worthy of the name of a knight. I will tell your mother that you were very brave in the battle. I will tell your grown-up daughter that you have always loved her."

The orc grabbed a handful of bloody snow and sprinkled it in his brother's face.

"Now, I will kill that man and avenge you."

The cold and merciless snow wind blew, the orc knight's white hair fluttered in the wind, and he smelled the smell of blood from the corpse in his nostrils.

The blood tastes like snow.

It would be great if I were a pure-blooded orc. Even if I would be discriminated against more, my stronger sense of smell would be enough to detect the enemy's traces earlier.

He put his helmet back on, took a deep breath, and looked at the soldiers around him.

In fact, due to the invasion of the enemy's hinterland, the cold weather, and the long-distance march, the morale of the Rhea soldiers also dropped significantly.

"I know your mother."

The Orc Knight's voice was loud and clear, and all the soldiers looked over.

"Your mother is just like my mother. She wants us to thrive, tolerates our mistakes, and educates us to progress. Now it's time for us to give back to our mother."

"That mother's name is Rhea. Her southern flesh and blood was taken away by the Syat people. I can hear her crying and talking! I think you can hear it too!"

He roared loudly, and everyone present became excited!

"We will surely win! Long live the Rheans! Long live the Meyer family!"

The morale was boosted again, but a gloom appeared on the serious face of the Orc Knight. If the man wanted to escape, it would be very easy.

He didn't want to escape, but wanted to kill the Rhea people here.

The orc's eyes suddenly lit up. No, maybe the man wanted to lead them away. What was he doing? Could it be that there was a "real target" in the jungle?

Is the thing that the Meyer family wants to find really on that man? Or is it carried on the remaining group of people?

His tiger eyes narrowed quietly, and the anger in his eyes was undisguised.

Lord Baron Burlat will stop those people. What I have to do now is to avenge my brother and kill that despicable bastard!

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In war, meanness is necessary for survival.

Perhaps, apart from survival itself, everything in nature is unnecessary.

Lucius could often hear the sound of flintlock rifles. The soldiers would occasionally shoot into the snow around them and then immediately reload their bullets, fearing that someone would suddenly emerge from the snow.

Instead of hiding in the snow again, he climbed up a fairly tall tree and lay motionless among the bushes waiting for a new opportunity.

When ordinary Rhea soldiers passed by, Lucius did not move at all. His target to kill was always very clear, that is, the knight extraordinary in the enemy team.

As long as the two knights are completely eliminated, the enemy's morale will drop rapidly, and the rest will not be a concern.

Those ordinary Rhea soldiers were like children facing adults in front of him. He could easily eat away and kill each of them step by step.

The perfect opportunity came a little earlier than Lucius expected.

The Orc Knight has escaped from the sight of many soldiers around him and came to search nearby alone. He will pass by here soon.

Lucius could see that he was extremely cautious. He observed the snow around him before moving forward. Almost every step he took felt like he was walking on thin ice.

Opportunity, a rare opportunity is about to come.

The rune cannot be activated again, so you must be careful and alert enough to seize the opportunity to kill the enemy with one blow.

Finally, the Orc Knight came under the tree. Lucius took a deep breath, his muscles tensed instantly, and he jumped down suddenly!

He swung the sharp blade in his hand and used the force of the dive, trying to cut off the enemy along with his helmet with a fierce chop!

The flow of time began to slow down.

This means that the knight discovered Lucius and released hostility.

He felt an extremely strange state, as if he was falling extremely slowly. A normal person would never experience falling so slowly in his entire life.

The Orc Knight's weapon was not a saber, but an extremely heavy blade. However, he did not choose to block or attack, but rolled to the side very slowly.

Oops!

He was very alert and reacted very quickly, and the first fatal blow missed!

Lucius screamed in his heart that something was wrong, and his heart almost sank to the bottom the moment he landed, because soldiers with flintlocks and sabers in hand were approaching from all directions.

They did not let the Orc Knights be left alone for too long, but just waited patiently for possible emergencies to occur.

Lucius suddenly realized that the Orc Knight was deliberately searching alone to attract an attack, and he knew very well that his next target would definitely be him!

Use yourself as bait!

What determination and courage!

But encountering this kind of enemy is the most troublesome. Lucius' eyes were filled with murderous intent. He completely ignored the Rhea soldiers who were gradually pouring over and raised his sword without hesitation to kill the Orc Knight.

He must be killed!

The flow of time returned to normal.

“Ouch!”

The Orc Knight rolled on the ground and stood up with a roar, swinging his heavy sword at Lucius, and the two weapons collided with each other with a loud noise.

“Zheng!”

The two men in close combat were too close, so the soldiers did not shoot at first, but many Rheans had already drawn their sabers and rushed forward.

Lucius knew that in less than five seconds, the Rheans who were rushing towards him would kill him.

There is no more chance!

"Sword dance!"

Lucius consumed his spiritual energy again, and the speed of swinging the sword with both hands increased several times instantly. The Orc Knight also displayed the blood power of the Warcraft "Wind Spirit Bird", suddenly increasing his own reaction speed.

The blades collided and the two men attacked again, the two men's frequent attacks and defenses were carried out in the most dangerous way at a very close distance.

Distance, time, strength, even the slightest difference will result in the death of one party.

Less than three seconds left.

"ha!"

Both sides shouted loudly at the same time, and their attacks became more fierce and vicious. Their eyes were filled with naked murderous intent and almost endless resentment!

Only attack, no defense!

Lucius's sharp blade accurately cut the Orc Knight's right eye, and his own left abdomen was torn open by the blade, with a continuous stream of bright red and hot heat.

He seemed to feel nothing at all, and roared as he turned around and cut off the Orc Knight's right arm holding the weapon.

The balance of victory tilted, and the Orc Knight didn't care about the large amount of blood spraying, and roared loudly without hesitation.

"Shoot! Shoot! Kill me too!"

Everyone hesitated, although only for a moment, but their respect for the Orc Knight Commander led to the worst consequence.

Lucius' eyes flashed purple, and he suddenly used the repulsive power of the "Protection Rune" again! The cooling time was finally over!

"Bang!"

At this moment, an explosion was heard overhead, and a large amount of snow and fog accumulated on several trees fell off and dispersed, instantly turning into a white veil that covered the sky and the line of sight within a radius of ten meters.

Yes, from the very beginning Lucius had left two alchemical explosives ready to explode on the tree trunk to create an environment that would make it easier to escape!

For a moment, the people of Rhea could not see the figures in the snow and fog at all.

Then someone fired the first shot, followed by everyone shooting together. They subconsciously lowered the muzzles of their guns in order not to accidentally injure their own people on the other side of the encirclement.

When the veil-like snow mist completely dissipated, Lucius disappeared without a trace. All that was left before everyone was the orc knight kneeling on the bloody ground, covered in wounds, with a pair of unwilling tiger eyes.

(End of this chapter)