In the canyon behind the ice pile, the soldiers gathered around Solandel and shed tears, each one at a loss.

Sorandel has been coordinating the entire escape so far. When General Lassen was killed and the Frozen Fortress was on the verge of collapse, it was she who gathered the morale of the army and formulated an evacuation plan.

When visitors from outside the world shot down the royal flag and the morale of the frontline soldiers was low, it was she who carried the last flag alone to suppress the disintegrating position.

When thousands of ferocious saber-tooth tiger cavalry were in hot pursuit, it was she who set up an ambush and made a dangerous move to bury the most elite saber-tooth tiger cavalry unit of the Six Kings' remnants, turning the tide from collapse.

At first, everyone was suspicious and worried about her, wondering if Solan wanted to take advantage of everyone to protect himself.

However, every minute and every second after the war began, Solandel never retreated from the front line, trying her best to save more people. The soldiers had already engraved their trust in her into their bones and could not do without her.

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Now that Solandel has fallen, there is still such a long way to go. Who else can take them home?

Garrot held Solandel covered in blood in his arms, feeling the warmth from her body being taken away bit by bit by the wind and snow, and the light in her eyes filled with tears was gone.

Before setting off, he swore to Perseus that he would protect Solandelle, but he ultimately failed to live up to his promise to his old friend.

If he had died in battle before Solandel, it would have been considered loyal. But now that Solandel is dead, he is still alive.

For a knight, it is a great sorrow and shame for the princess he protects to die in front of him.

He hated the despicable outsiders, and also hated himself for being so incompetent in his old age.

When everyone was helpless and crying, the unicorn squeezed through the crowd and leaned close to Solandel. It gently rubbed its face against the motionless master, and kept making short sad neighs from its throat, and clear tears flowed from its eyes.

tears.

Seeing this scene, everyone became even more sad. Even the riding beast shed tears for the passing of its master. One can imagine how others felt.

At this moment, suddenly, the unicorn raised its front hooves and let out a long and narrow roar, rushing out of the crowd and slamming into the hard rock wall next to it.

"Boom!"

Under the impact of the unicorn, a dent was made in the rock wall by the long horn on its forehead.

The soldiers were stunned, wondering why the unicorn hit the wall. In order to prevent it from continuing to harm itself, they ran forward in groups and tried to pull the reins to control it.

However, contrary to its previous docile nature, the unicorn broke free from control like crazy, kicked away all the soldiers who tried to approach, lowered its head, raised its long horn, and slammed into the rock wall.

"Boom!" Under the violent impact, the straight and long horn symbolizing holiness was knocked crooked.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Guhu

The unicorn seemed to feel no pain, and was hit again and again. The long horn twisted and cracked, leaving faint mottled blood marks on the rock wall.

"Boom!!!" With the last slam, the unicorn's horn was completely broken, and scarlet blood flowed out, wetting the winter snow-white temple hair.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, the unicorn staggered to Solandel's side, knelt on the ground, and put its head against the fatal wound on Solandel's chest, letting the blood of the broken horn flow into it.

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A miracle also happened at this time. The gunshot wound on Solandel's heart was bleeding continuously, and she couldn't hold it down with her clothes. But when the blood of the unicorn's severed horn flowed in, the blood was gone in a breath.

After being stopped, the wound slowly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the pale little face had a faint color of blood.

After the initial daze, Garrot quickly put his finger in front of Solandel's nose.

Originally, Solandel's breathing had almost disappeared and was no longer detectable, but now her breathing has returned. Although her breath is as thin as cicada's wings, it may disappear again at any time, and her consciousness shows no signs of waking up, but compared to the one just now,

His condition has obviously improved a lot.

Garrot looked blankly at the unicorn with its head covered in blood, and murmured: "The blood of the broken horn, the legend of resisting death, is actually true."

No one would have thought that the unicorn's ability to identify the unclean in the troubadour's sung was a lie, and that the effectiveness of the blood of the severed horn was actually real!

When a unicorn voluntarily cuts off its long horn that condenses the essence of life, the blood in the horn can heal injuries and help people resist death!

It was difficult to verify this legend before, not only because the number of unicorns is rare, but also because it is almost impossible to make unicorns "volunteer". People and animals cannot communicate directly, so how can animals full of bestiality be willing to do so?

hurt oneself.

However, today, in this icy canyon, a unicorn voluntarily cut off its horn and saved its owner with his own life, explaining to the world what a miracle is.

When the blood from the unicorn's broken horn was gone, Solandel's wounds had all healed. It collapsed weakly on the ground, its breathing became weaker and weaker, and it could no longer open its eyes. It used its last strength to turn its head

He moved to Solandel and died in his master's arms.

After a long silence, a royal guard asked in a trembling voice: "Is Your Highness still alive?"

After Gallot checked Solandel's breathing, he felt her pulse again, and said blankly: "The physical signs are very weak, but the breathing and pulse are still there, and she is still alive!"

The soldiers were overjoyed at first, but soon became worried: "His Royal Highness is unconscious, and those barbarians are chasing after him. Can we still return to Lenglie Valley?"

The morale that had just been boosted by the miracle fell to the freezing point again, like frost and snow flying around.

At this time, for some unknown reason, Garrott fell silent, his eyes filled with iron-clad determination.

Garrot picked up Solandel and put her in the arms of a royal guard. He said in a deep voice: "Go south, just take His Highness south. Protect her at all costs and bring her back inside."

land."

The imperial guard was stunned for a moment and looked at Garrott blankly: "What about you?"

"I originally shouldered the responsibility of protecting His Highness, but later I put the cart before the horse and was protected by Your Highness, which even caused her to be assassinated by thieves." Garrot stood tall under the sun, his majestic body seemed to be covered with a layer of prairie fire.

The sunlight reflected in my pupils burned like a raging fire. "I can only repay Your Highness with death."

The imperial guards looked at Garrot like this and seemed to realize something in their hearts. They wanted to persuade him to stay, but they were infected by the unshakable and firm eyes, and all their words turned into noble military salutes.

Garrot walked to the imperial guard, lingeringly looking at Solandel who seemed to be sleeping soundly, gently stroking her hair, and his gentle voice echoed in the cold wind: "One day, my name will no longer exist.

You will exist again, and all the people who were saved will remember you in their hearts."
Chapter completed!