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Chapter 16 The spread of the aftermath of the battle

The bright and warm sunlight shines through the mist and falls on the red snow, while the cold wind still brings out rust-like smell.

Da da da da da!

The scattered sound of horse hooves broke the tranquil environment. A team of more than twenty cavalrymen arrived in a hurry. They were wearing iron armor and holding two meters of spears in their hands, slowly approaching the surroundings of the Renver Mountains.

Mananzerom lifted his face and gasped, white air filled with air. His fat black face was full of solemnity. He was awakened by his panicked subordinates at dawn. The infamous wolf thief jackdaw passed through the town area of ​​Irvingdale, with the target appearing to be the Renver Mountains.

As the garrison officer of Irvingdale Town, Mananzerom did not hesitate and immediately arranged a whistle to hang tightly behind the wolf thief.

This is to uphold the virtue of a knight. Well, this is just the responsibility of being a garrison officer on the side. He does not want to be held accountable by Shangguan afterwards, so as not to lose the official position he had finally obtained for this.

Jackdaw, one of the most powerful wolf thieves in the north of the Kingdom, synonymous with cruelty and killing, Mananzerom does not think that any force can resist in the area of ​​the town of Irvingdale.

But when Mananzerom heard the provocate report that the target of the wolf robber was this area, he had to set out.

If others in Irvingdale town don't know where this area is, as the garrison officer, he knows it very well that this was the former abandoned post of the Kingdom, responsible for monitoring the situation of the Renwall Mountains.

The abandoned post of the kingdom was occupied by a wolf theft. This is a very vague positioning of the incident. Once it is not handled properly, the responsibility can be large or small.

Both life and official positions, Mananzherom wanted, so he delayed until noon before leading the guards and cavalry to arrive.

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After crossing the vast snow, Mananzerom rode his war horse and moved forward carefully until he saw the scene not far away in front of him.

The black and red blood stained a large area of ​​pale snow red. The broken weapons and broken corpses were discarded like garbage. Looking around, it seemed like a scarlet hell.

Shocking and fear revealed their faces, Mananzerom's somewhat obese body trembled and shivered on the war horse, especially when he saw the familiar blue armor and chain armor cloaks, he seemed to have lost his soul and was in a daze.

Not only him, but the guards and cavalrymen in the entire town of Irvingdale were like this. Seeing such a bloody battle scene, the unbearable one even fell off their war horses and collapsed in the snow.

The glory of peace has shrouded the Stoke Kingdom for more than ten years. This is a group of soldiers who have never experienced battlefield killings, but has only been through several years of hard training.

"The jackdaws were defeated?"

Manan Zherom, who came to his senses, swallowed his saliva and thought, looked at the hundreds of corpses again. "Or, was it destroyed?"

Those blue armor and chain armor cloaks are the iconic clothes of the wolf thief Jackdaw. Mananzerom once fought and killed Jackdaws in a military operation. The result was that it could only be said to be neither good nor bad, and he also successfully won him the opportunity to become the garrison officer of Irvingdale Town.

Now, the number of corpses covered with snow in front of him is telling Mananzherom the result that the wolf thief jackdaw may have been really wiped out.

In a small-scale battle, the remains of the corpse are far from the final casualties, but with this, one party's losses can be roughly estimated.

"If it is true, then this matter should be able to shake the city of Edalas!" Mananzerom rubbed his face, his heart full of envy and jealousy, but his mind was not bad. This credit was not something he could be greedy for.

"Damn it, you trash me, I want to know the details about this battle, hurry up and check it out."

Mananzerom shouted viciously at the guards and cavalry behind him, whipping the whip in his hands without saying a word, awakening their consciousness in fear.

Suddenly, Mananzerom felt something vaguely, looked down at the slightly shaking snow, his face suddenly changed, and there was no time to react, and a black cavalry team quickly approached within the distant field of view.

The dark armor, sharp rifle, and the cold and ruthless eyes all told Mananzerom that this was an extremely elite cavalry team and he had no possibility of escaping.

call!

Mananzerom took a deep breath. As a veteran who had experienced ten years of Patriotic War, he forced himself to calm down quickly and turned his head to look at his still chaotic subordinates. He vowed to train them hard after he went back.

Clamping the horse's belly, Mananzerom stepped forward alone, facing the black cavalry team without fear, no one knew his inner mentality.

"I am Mananzerom, the garrison officer of Irvingdale Town. Who are you?" Mananzerom tightly held the long sword at his waist. Although he was only one person, he was not afraid of taking the lead.

Upon hearing this, Gregory Bell waved his hand to signal the Noxus Empire cavalry behind him to stop and frowned at the fat black middle-aged man in front of him.

"We are subordinates of the pioneer knight, Lord Modrian. This place has been assigned to Lord Modrian by the military headquarters of the city of Edaras. You have crossed the line!" Gregorybel said coldly, and he had just experienced the bloody momentum of killing and oppressed towards Mananzerom.

"Damn it, it's the Knight!"

Mananzerom felt the strong energy of life, and his heart sank. He didn't expect to meet a knight in such a place, especially when he saw the other twenty elite cavalrymen faintly surrounding them.

"Knight, I am a subordinate of Lord Benniyz. I have met Lord Modrian once. This time, the cross-border behavior is just to pursue the traces of the wolf thief jackdaw. We are very sorry!" Mananzerom said decisively.

Gregory Bell did not let them go because of Mananzerome's pleasing words, but slowly glanced at the guards who belonged to the town of Irvingdale.

The subtle cold sweat had soaked the lining of Mananzerom, and the bloody smell left by the fight in front of him was lingering between his nose, and he felt increasingly uneasy.

Of course he had heard the name of Modrian Perris. As the garrison officer of Irvingdale, he received a letter from Lord Benniez more than a month ago, saying that a noble young master would come to Irvingdale and ask him to take care of one or two.

Take care of me, the noble young master who can kill the wolf thief and jackdaw need my care? Manan Zherom complained loudly in his heart.

However, he still had many doubts in his heart. The meeting a few days ago was still vivid in his mind. At that time, there was no knight in Modrian's cavalry team, and the number of people was not as good as the one in front of him.

Mananzerom did not think deeply about the aristocratic affairs, which was not something he, a town garrison officer, could participate in, and it would be better to stay out of the matter.

"King, since you have dealt with the wolf thief and jackdaws, we will say goodbye and leave." Mananzerom said with a careful look down.

No threat seemed to be noticed, Gregory Bell nodded silently, then turned his horse and left, and the Noxus Empire cavalry behind him also left one after another.

The sound of horse hooves went away, and Mananzherom gave a breath for a while. A cunning smile appeared on his fat black face. The loophole in his words made him confirm that the wolf thief crow had been destroyed by the other party.

As for the more powerful force around the town of Irvingdale, it is a good thing for him. After all, in the northern part of the somewhat chaotic kingdom, who can know when they will encounter dangerous situations?

“The situation in the north of the kingdom is getting more and more chaotic, ah……I don’t know…”

As a veteran, Manan Zherom already felt something was wrong with the situation in the kingdom, but what could he do as a knight attendant? Many things are not something he can know and participate in.

"Hope there won't be a war!"

Xiao Se's back left, and with a group of guard cavalry who were still in chaos, he gradually drifted away and disappeared into the vast snow.

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Bang!

The exquisite magic crystal lamp was knocked over to the ground, and the broken crystal reflected the falling sunlight, with a little blood dripping.

"What did you say? The wolf thief crow was suspected to have been eliminated by Modrian?" The old voice sounded in the room, with anger and disbelief.

"Yes, sir, I have seen with my own eyes that many corpses belonging to the wolf thieves and jackdaws are covered with snow." In front of the heavy desk, a middle-aged man in iron armor knelt on the ground and said with a certain tone.

A quiet and silent atmosphere filled the room. The old man gently rubbed his temples without saying a word, and a solemn atmosphere came.

"I'll inform you that I want the forces in the northern part of the kingdom to know this matter as soon as possible." The old man put down his hands, and no emotion could be seen in his deep eyes.

"Yes, sir!" the middle-aged man bowed his head and agreed, then exited the room.

"Modrian Perris, the second son of the Perris family, is not that easy to pick."

On the wooden floor, a tall figure could be seen from the broken crystal, with an old face covered with wrinkles under her white hair.

"Maybe the situation is better now, the chaotic situation in the northern part of the kingdom really needs a stone to stir the turbid lake even more chaotic."
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