The Brave Master Is the Demon King

Remember in one second【】

The convoy left, leaving only a trace of its garrison, a few carriages without horses, and some boxes on them. The orcs happily moved it down and opened it, and inside was brilliant golden wheat and frozen meat.

Shu Rui held a roasted horse leg in his hand and looked at the caravan in the distance. Zeba actually let him and his men and left the food. He suddenly took a mouthful and slammed off a piece of meat.

"What's this! Charity! Bah! I don't want your charity!!"

Suddenly he became furious, threw away the barbecue in his hand, and wiped his mouth with Yokota. He turned his head, those enthusiastic subordinates immediately stopped and looked at him at a loss.

"Go! We return the things to them and **** them from them."

...

After experiencing that big storm, the snow became thicker and the road ahead became more difficult to walk. Fortunately, the headed Rena was able to use her magical trident to sweep the snow ahead, and the team was able to move on.

They passed through two cities, but they were all turned into ruins just like Huangsha City. They were also attacked by evil spirits several times. One attack in the middle of the night caused the convoy to lose 20 carriages. More and more people were injured, and to make matters worse, those evil spirits also brought typhoid fever.

The sick are all those injured by evil spirits. Their faces are clean, no matter how many clothes they wear and how many quilts they cover, even if they are near the fire, they claim to be deadly cold. Some people even put their hands into the flames and grilled them alive into coke. The doctors in the convoy were helpless, all the healing magic and medicines were ineffective, and the patients lost one after another.

But it was not this typhoid disease that killed them, but they were alive and dead after overheating. Their bodies would not sweat, but would only feel the ice cold deep into the bone marrow. Some even jump into the fire and burn themselves to death.

The more casualties there were, the more carriages were left behind, and soon the original tail was broken. And this severely slowed their speed. Whenever someone was lost, the convoy had to stop and cremate it, otherwise it would become the next enemy.

The cold wind continued to blow, and the wind became icy. The surface of the carriage was all covered with cones of ice extending backwards. A carriage suddenly deflected and then plunged into the snow. The northern chief Baron walked up aggressively, only to find that the coachman on the carriage was actually frozen, his hands still holding the reins tightly. This is a human kind. Although Balong looked down on humans, the driver in front of him made him awed.

"Burn him! Find someone to replace him."

"My lord, we don't have any extra staff to drive the car. There were two people in each car, but now there is only one person..."

Zeba's men said so, Baron frowned, then stopped, and said: "Move valuables to other cars, and spark people as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

After speaking, he sighed and walked straight to the front of the convoy.

Sitting in the first carriage, Rena held the luminous trident. She looked a little drowsy. Unlike everyone else, there was no snow on her body, and the cold could not harm her. And she discovered one thing, any simple thing, as long as she keeps on doing it, it will become very tiring. …

Magic can't consume much mana, but long-term use has consumed a lot of her energy. The journey these days has made her feel exhausted.

"There is a disconnect in the rear, we need to stop, Rena, you have a good rest."

Zeba suddenly came to the front riding a wolf, he took the reins of the carriage and stopped it.

Rena nodded, then yawned, and fell asleep on the back of the carriage.

Soon, Baron at the rear of the team found him.

"We can't go on like this! We have fewer and fewer manpower, and we will be exhausted in this cold wind before the enemy defeats us."

He clasped his hands together and said sadly.

Manpower, manpower, or manpower, Zeba never knew how short they were. It was a miracle to be able to form a team. Of course he wanted more manpower.

"But we can't stop, there is no way out for us to choose."

"You can stop some people. There is a stone city nearby. All the people there have evacuated before the war begins. The enemy should not destroy it. Let them stay there. It can withstand the cold winter, and we bring the most elite Soldiers, bring the most useful weapons and enough food to go back and forth, then go west, through the mountains, and finally bring the army back."

Baron said.

Hearing this, Zeba looked up at him.

"You want to cross the mountains? Then there is no way to bring a carriage, and it is so steep there, no army will pass through it."

"That's where we came from."

Baron's words left Zeba speechless, no wonder people from the north would come here.

"Even if it passes, what can we do? The supplies are still here. Our goal is to send the supplies to Bru."

"You are wrong. The most important thing is these weapons against the dead. If there are a hundred bottles of this kind of medicine, we can kill a thousand enemies in a team of one hundred people. If there are ten thousand bottles, then there are more enemies. It's not justified. Not only that, but are there other weapons?"

indeed……

The bows and arrows of the elves have miraculous effects on these evil spirits, the magic potions are also sufficiently effective, and the sword oil that can make them burn, which can greatly enhance the combat strength of the soldiers.

"But we can't leave those people behind. This is a gamble, and we can't win the gamble."

Zeba shook his head

^0^Remember in one second【】

, But Baron suddenly grabbed his shoulders, frowned and said: "You shouldn't be so hesitant. You will kill us all. Tell me you have other ways."

There is no other way.

I'm not a genius, just luck.

He was silent, but at this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"I have a better way."

Looking back, it turned out to be Rena. Did she hear the conversation between the two?

"What can you do? Humans."

Baron always calls her a human ~www.readwn.com~ Rena doesn't care.

"We passed through the so-called mountains, and then I teleported you over, but this is a great risk. I don't know if it will succeed."

Teleport magic?

"What is the success rate?"

Rena frowned. She said: "I only tried it once, but it was performed by another person. Although theoretically my magic power is enough to perform this super long-distance teleportation magic, I cannot guarantee success. The rate is only about 50%."

50%.

Zeba was silent again.

"From my inference, the enemy will only rely on human tactics, then their army will be concentrated in the middle. I confess that I don't know how to break through the enemy's encirclement, and perhaps crossing the mountains is the only way."

He raised his head, looked at Rena, and said, "I believe in your ability, so let's do it."

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^