Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

At either end of the white snow, black dots form a group and rush out toward each other. The right-hand side is four times larger than the left-hand side, and the speed was faster with smaller groups on the left.

As if there was no hesitation, the dots of the two hordes rushed toward each other, forming like wedges, and the poles and poles fought as they did.

And immediately after that, each other's shapes changed.

The small mass on the left becomes as long as an arrow, and the large one on the right is thrown through it. As he exited the tip of the right mass, he flew back towards both sides, switching to two canes.

“Rrrrgh!”

The Terminal's scream echoes from all over.

The white snow field was trampled under the hooves of horses and reindeer, and the soil that was deeply buried was turned upside down, and the red blood seeped into it and lost its original color.

It was a dizzy sight.

The Horseman Warriors on the Circus have lost their minds.

Every time a reindeer cavalry passes through the ranks, it grows on the corpses of Circus warriors and horses.

It's a total slaughter. The horsemen that crumble as they use it are powerless.

Horsemen of Circus were well trained, but Lycaen and Caith's soldiers were a formidable army.

However, the gap seemed to be too severe just because of the training of the troops. And there was actually another reason.

The difference is much more crucial than the training of soldiers. It was the difference between riding a horse.

Cheslonian horses were cold resistant and well-traveled species on the snow. It was definitely a good choice to fight the enemies in this snow mountain.

However, it was a story among 'horses’, no matter how well they ran on the snow.

Blizen reindeer with wide, flat hooves and furry between hooves have optimal conditions for jumping out of the snow. The mobility in the snow of those reindeers was not something one could say.

The dramatic difference quickly lowered the morale of the circus horsemen.

Objective power was superior to Circus. The troops alone make a big difference.

Circus had a total of 5,000 troops and over 2,000 of them were mounted, whereas Ricaien had a total of 2,000 troops and only 5,000. More than twice as many troops and nearly four horsemen.

The same is true of the pathological nature. Simply put, it was quite difficult for infantry to deal with horsemen. Of course, there were many difficulties with trained cavalry, even though Rigoin's infantry troops tried to use spears as weapons to deal with the cavalry. Especially if it's a cavalry of the same size as the total force.

However, winning and losing battles is not determined simply by the number of troops or the comparative advantage of the disease. The battle itself has many elements.

“Huff, huff! ”

Crohan's face was filled with embarrassment as he vomited his shortness of breath.

“You will never go back alive today! ”

A darker life was spreading to Crohan's face, who was sharpening his teeth.

This can't be happening. I really couldn't understand. I couldn't believe it, even though I was leaving my understanding and looking at it with my eyes.

He didn't have to worry until the first time Rowan led 2,000 horsemen. It was hard to deal with 2,000 horsemen with just 500 horses.

However, the moment the two sides collided, the direction of the victory and defeat began to flow in a completely different direction.

Suddenly, over 100 people fell down.

Seeing that, Crohan rushes out with his troops without delay. If riding is a problem, you have to push the number of troops.

The next one was a perfect marriage, 2,000 to 5,000.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, he was greeted by Crohan.

Crohan's technique was to use life force. We draw the vitality out of living creatures and use it.

The power of life gathered, whether human or animal, is terrifying. But Lycaen was facing almost equally. And the longer the fight, the more each of his warriors collapses.

I had to get rid of Lycaen as soon as I could.

“Phew, Phew! ”

Crohan breathes rapidly. Some people have stood up to themselves so far.

Crohan shakes his head vigorously. No one has ever been subjected to this power. It was taken from tens of thousands of living people. It makes no sense to have the strength to stand up to it.

“Rrrrgh!”

Along with the beast, a stream of red energy emanates from Crohan's body.

“Hmm?"

As I looked closely at Crohan's movements, I saw a suspicious look on Lycaen's face. It's not because the red energy emitted by Crohan came to him, but because he dug into the ground.

"Really?"

Lycaen looks at the energy in the ground as hard as she can. I was wondering if you were going to come through the floor.

But Riccianne was wrong.

Puff, puff, puff!

Suddenly, there was a pile of snow, and something popped out from under the snow.

“Hehe, you're doing something fun! ”

It was a strange sight.

It was the half-rotten corpses that popped out of the snow. Humans and beasts protrude from the sky.

He used Crohan's life force to save the corpses.

Wadeuk, Wadeuk!

The sound of bones striking gives me chills in my spine.

A wolf-looking skeleton leaps up toward Lycaen, aiming at an iron scepter, and rolls its forefoot with a terrifying roar of rotten caribou corpses.

Since then, the bodies of a hundred virtually imperishable human corpses have drawn their weapons.

“Hehe, this must be the battlefield! ”

The corpses were dressed up by Blissen warriors and imperial soldiers. Perhaps this is where the battle between the Empire and the Blissen Tribe took place. The dead body didn't rot because of the frozen snow.

“Let's give it a try. ”

Lycaen fixes the cage and puts a cold smile on his mouth. Then I hit the ground again.

“Ahhhh!”

Suddenly, a sudden burst of sheer energy emanates from the windshield of Lycaen, which was floating along the ground.

Ward Duck!

The bones of the leading beasts are shattered and crushed.

“Grrrgh!”

An unknown cry erupts from the corpses' mouths.

You begin to wield your weapon with intense hostility toward the sheer energy.

“Huff!”

Crohan swallows an empty wind, gathering a lot of red energy and peering at the opportunity to target Lycaen at any time.

“Hey, that one! ”

The energy that made Crohan so tense that his whole body hair stood still, it was nothing but a confusion.

"No way!"

Working hard to reach inside your head, Crohan, an unclean figure, waves his hands randomly.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

A sheer and red aura collides in the air, sparks blazing everywhere.

What the hell is that? ’

It wasn't Clymus of India, the art of manipulating human souls. Although it was definitely not the technique, this intense feeling was the wavelength of the human soul.

But I didn't have time to think anymore. The corpses they had raised were rushing back to the ground by Lycaon.

“Rrrrghhh!”

Crohan flicks his head, screaming.

At the same time, Lycae was also overflowing with sheer energy.

Kuaaaaang!

The sound of soldiers on the battlefield stopping without my knowledge. The ground is swollen and snow is piled up.

“Grrrgh! ”

He hurriedly steps back and tries to catch his breath.

My hands are still trembling. I can't believe you have this much power.

“Grrrgh!"

But Lika was also unharmed.

The top is charred, bare and red. It seemed to have gone into the fire.

The snow in a 10-meter radius completely melted or flew away, revealing frozen bare ground around the two of them.

“You still have a knack for sneaking around! ”

Lycaen steps onto the ground with his right foot as he finishes his speech.

Kuoooo!

The ground echoes with a heavy rumble. The residual energy is shaken by the seriousness and spreads throughout the body.

“Suck!”

After a short breath, Lycaen draws the energy that is spreading throughout his body to a single stalk. A terrifying aura that whirls around your body, spinning along your jugular veins. And the intense energy pulls up the tip of the hidden energy deep within the short circuit.

The energy that Crohan felt confusion was the power of the soul.

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