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Chapter 245 - 245 244 The Deadly Strike of the Horse-Riding

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Accompanied by the dragon’s mighty roar, the entire battlefield trembled, indicating the arrival of a new great dragon.

Two against one—the battle was sure to be won.

Surprise and delight showed on the knights’ faces as they felt the dawn of victory approaching, signaling an end to the difficult fight.

But Baron Roman did not smile; instead, he sighed and said, “Every gain has its loss; the arrival of the dragon from the Scorching Torrent Kingdom means the Shadowflame Dragon… I hope I’m overthinking it. After all, the Duke is the grandson of the Lieyang Royal Family.”

Russell chuckled, “No matter what, Snow Giant Da is doomed to die. With this great enemy dead, the Grand Duchy can develop in peace again.”

Just at that moment.

Another thunderous roar came from the center of the battlefield: “Da!”

It was the raging roar of Snow Giant Da, filled with intense fighting spirit, as if undaunted by the imminent two-on-one battle.

“Roar!” the Shadowflame Dragon roared fiercely in response, but could not hide the weakness and exhaustion within, a stark contrast to the bellows it had emitted during earlier battles.

“I really want to join the excitement, to catch a glimpse of the battle between the giant and the dragon.” Russell mounted Unicorn Polly as he spoke.

Gazing into the obscure distance.

Through the snowstorm and dense fog, a red glow and a greenish-blue glow could be faintly seen entwined together.

But it was only a dim luminescence, the outlines of each other indistinct.

Even now, Russell had no clear idea of what Snow Giant Da looked like—whether it had a green face and sharp fangs, blue skin and green hair, or whether it had three heads and six arms or the body of a lion with a human face. He only remembered the thunderous roar of Snow Giant Da.

“Da!”

That was the origin of its name.

“Perhaps, I can only wait until Snow Giant Da is dead to have a look at its corpse and imagine how powerful it was in life,” Russell said, shaking his head helplessly, “Don’t you think so, Polly?”

“Indeed, but Russell, I don’t want to get close to the center of the battlefield. I don’t like the aura of Snow Giant Da, nor that of the Shadowflame Dragon, and not even that of the newly arrived dragon,” Polly responded telepathically.

Then added another line, “Right now, I only like the scent of ice cream.”

“Oh no, Polly, you’ve turned into the shape of an ice cream,” Russell joked.

“What?”

“Haha, just kidding,” Russell said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, “The battle has been going on for almost a day and a night; you can’t be tense all the time, you need to relax a bit.”

Whoosh.

A Phantom Beast Knight flew in from the sky: “The Torrential Flood Dragon is here to provide support; victory belongs to the Shadowflame Grand Duchy. Count Merlin has ordered that all knight regiments immediately end their rest, entangle the Snow Demon Legion, and strive to capture Snow Giant, Snow Demon, and Snow Ghost all in one fell swoop!”

Baron Roman responded, “Order received; the Glowing Valley Knight Regiment will comply.”

“Mount up and assemble!”

“Charge!”

However, before the knight regiment could finish assembling, the ice cap in front cracked open, and a huge creature climbed out from beneath it, as everyone watched.

It was a person-shaped Snow Demon, riding atop a beast resembling a tiger but much larger.

The Snow Demon was four to five meters tall, and the tiger-like beast was five to six meters long. Together, their height reached seven to eight meters.

Its deep blue skin shimmered with a piercing glow under the light of dusk.

The ice crystal weapon in the Snow Demon’s hand, like a spear capable of piercing the earth, directly blocked the knight regiment’s charge.

“A Snow Demon rider!” a knight exclaimed in shock.

This was far beyond the level of the knight regiment’s capability to handle, even though there were several Phantom Beast Knights among them.

But Baron Roman, undaunted by the danger, shouted loudly, “Mr. Ross!”

“Chirp!”

Mr. Ross instantly went mad, pouncing towards the mounted Blue-skin as if he were a meat shield frontline, engaging in fierce combat with the rider.

Dragon Breath spewed ceaselessly, burning the mounted Blue-skin over and over again.

“Charge!” Baron Roman bellowed.

The Knights of the Glowing Valley quickly advanced towards the mounted Blue-skin, with knights jabbing spears, slashing swords, and shooting arrows, aiding Mr. Ross.

The mounted Blue-skin was like a knight returned from hell, eerily silent as its icy crystal spear swung, fighting Ros the Clay Dragon alone. And the Snow Beast beneath it, which was the Snow Demon in its beastly form, evaded the knights’ assault with exquisite maneuvers.

In an instant.

The Glowing Valley faced the most arduous battle of this great war.

Russell no longer held back, fully unleashing the sharp edge of the Phantom Beast Knight; even his newly learned and still unrefined Battle Qi Sword Control was put to use, attacking the mounted Blue-skin frenziedly, and he also pulled out his Light Snow Bow to shoot arrows in rapid succession.

Considering the mounted Blue-skin’s immense size, there was no need to worry about aiming accurately; drawing the bow was enough to hit the target.

Unicorn Polly, lacking attack magic, couldn’t join the siege against the mounted Blue-skin. But with its horn at full power, it quickly pierced through any approaching Snow Ghosts, bursting with Prime Breath from within their bodies.

Gradually, the Knights of the Glowing Valley, with Mr. Ross acting as a fearless meat shield, swiftly overwhelmed the mounted Blue-skin that broke through the ice.

The countdown to bringing down the mounted Blue-skin had begun.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, many of the twenty knight regiments suffered attacks from mounted Blue-skins lurking beneath the ice cap.

With many Bipedal Flying Dragons leaving to support the center of the battlefield, the knight regiments faced devastating losses upon encountering the mounted Blue-skins. A knight legion from the Mountainous Province fell apart completely, with its knights scattering in retreat.

On the eve of victory in the grand battle, the Human Knight Order was struck a severe blow, suffering heavy losses in mere moments.

God knows how many knights, their faces still alight with joy from the intervention of the Great Dragons from the Scorching Torrent Kingdom, were now buried in the snowfield.

But.

The real losses were yet to come.

The Dragon Blood Knights, an elite force of the Grand Duchy, saw Grand Duke Kunstan rush impatiently to the front line once the dragons from the Scorching Torrent Kingdom arrived, even taking over the commander’s role to lead the battle.

He was preparing to advance towards the center of the battlefield, planning to be the first to rush in after the two Great Dragons killed Snow Giant Da and to claim all the glory of this sacred moment.

That was the same Snow Giant Da who had killed his own grandfather, Quentin III Shadowflame, the Dragon Knight!

If it perished under his command, he would reclaim all the lost dignity of the Flamecrest Dragonblood Family due to his grandfather’s demise. The Shadowflame surname would once again command respect from all nobles.

Even the Shadowflame Dragon would truly recognize his victory and reforge the Dragon Knight’s pact with him.

Unfortunately, while everything in his imagination was too beautiful, reality was cruel.

In the next instant, as the ice beneath him shattered, a mounted Blue-skin burst forth from the ice, its icy crystal sword piercing through the warhorse beneath Grand Duke Kunstan without much effort, and then continued through the body of Grand Duke Kunstan himself.

In that moment, this young, handsome, and ambitious newly crowned Duke of the Shadowflame Grand Duchy was cleaved in two.

His body split, warm blood splattered, and he fell into the cold ice and snow.

Even at that moment, his bisected face still wore a smile, anticipating the beautiful future that was to come.

“Your Highness!”

“The Duke!”

“Avenge His Highness!”

“Serve the Duke with loyalty!”

The Dragon Blood Knights boiled with fury, especially the leading Phantom Beast Knights, initiating a suicidal charge. After a sudden chill to the bone, their only remaining path was to die fighting alongside Grand Duke Kunstan.

If the commander dies in battle, how can the guard live on!