The Original Vampire

The encounter on the ice field in the sky ended with great speed.

From the blood cavalry army's attack to the complete collapse of the troll army, it took only three hours before and after, which is a miracle in the history of war.

Okamoto stared blankly at everything in front of him. There was no abuse, no fear, and no regret. At this moment, he seemed to have no emotions, and looked calmly and indifferently like an outsider.

As far as the eye can see, the army of the troll army has been torn apart by the blood cavalry army. The defeated troll deserters are everywhere, like lambs without the ability to resist, they are wantonly killed by the blood cavalry army.

Such a cruel and bloody scene, Okamoto has actually experienced it once.

He understands that at this point, unless the gods come into the world, no one can turn the tide.

And the gods... are still watching his followers?

Okamoto looked up at the sky, letting the icy snowflakes fall on his face, took a deep breath, and the tip of his nose was full of blood.

There were constant calls from the guards in his ears, asking him to flee quickly.

But Okamoto didn't move.

What else is there to escape?

The Troll Empire is over.

A military adventure that had overdrawn the final war potential of the Empire had ended before it had even begun, and it ended so miserably.

Okamoto knew very well that the North would not give the troll empire any more chances.

Next, wait for the fate of the troll empire to be dismembered, enslaved, or completely destroyed.

And the troll empire has no ability to resist.

At this moment, Okamoto suddenly understood his father, Prince Gambik.

Perhaps Prince Gambik felt the same way when he watched the 300,000 elite army of the troll empire being defeated by the black cavalry army led by Marquis Garcia.

This desperation that overwhelms all reason makes death the easiest option.

So, Okamoto looked at the blood cavalry army that swept in, pulled out his sword with a bang, and roared:

"Come on, Colin Angell, here is my head!"

Knight Logue has long been eyeing Okamoto,

At this time, seeing the other party take the initiative to rush out, he immediately led his army forward and easily defeated the obstruction of the Troll Emperor's personal guards.

After killing him covered in blood, he slashed Okamoto to the ground with one knife.

However, he also knew the importance of Okamoto, and deliberately avoided the opponent's key points when swinging the sword.

Laughing wildly, Knight Logue grabbed Okamoto, who was incompetent, in his hands, as if he was carrying his trophies during a wild hunt.

A click.

The flag of the troll army was also cut off by the accompanying cavalry.

Rogue Knight immediately sent someone to send the cut off handsome flag and the captured troll emperor to Colin to ask for credit, while he led his army to continue chasing the fleeing troll.

Bang!

The soldier left Okamoto unceremoniously on the cold ground, without any regard for the other party's noble identity.

Okamoto grinned and groaned a few times. His right arm had been cut off by Qigen, and the massive blood loss made his face extremely pale, but he still endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up, as if he didn't. Willing to show weakness in front of their old rivals.

"Okamoto Volkin." Colin rode on his warhorse and looked down at his defeated generals. There was not much sarcasm in his tone, but more pity.

"Colin Angele." Okamoto stared straight into Colin's eyes without flinching, his tone was as stiff as ice on the ground.

Colin raised his brows, a little surprised by Okamoto's attitude.

Okamoto has always been extremely humble and even flattering in front of Colin.

Of course, Colin also knew that at that time, the other party's complacency was just to lower his vigilance, so that the troll empire could get a chance to breathe and develop.

But now, Okamoto didn't even bother to pretend.

"You lost again." Colin said with a smile, "This time, what price is the Troll Empire going to pay to quell the anger in the North?"

Okamoto shrugged his shoulders as a bachelor, and said, "What else does the Troll Empire have to lose? It's you, how are you going to deal with a chaotic North?"

"The chaotic north?" Colin frowned suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"You still don't know?" Okamoto's face showed a hint of revenge, and he laughed wildly, "The oil painting I gave to the Saint Hilde family used some of the fuel mixed with highly toxic substances!

Presumably the Duke of St. Hilde has been poisoned to death by now, hahahaha! "

"Poisoned?" Colin's expression suddenly became a little strange, and his gaze towards Okamoto showed even more pity.

Okamoto was very dissatisfied with Colin's reaction. The pain, remorse, and hatred he expected did not appear, which made Okamoto very unhappy, so he spoke again to stimulate:

"Colin Angele, don't you understand the seriousness of the matter? When Vera Saint Hilde dies, the power you gained as the husband of the Duke of the North will be lost.

When the new Duke of the North takes the throne, will you still be as beautiful as you are now?

Back then, as the younger brother of the Duke of the North, Garcia St. Hilde was in control of the Black Cavalry and was feared.

As an outsider, do you still want to gain the trust of the new Duke of the North?

impossible!

The more powerful you are now, the more miserable your future will be! "

"Really?" Colin deliberately put on a panicked look and asked, "Then what do you think I should do?"

Okamoto immediately bewitched: "You can only cooperate with me!"

"Working with you?"

"That's right!" Okamoto's brain twitched rapidly, since he couldn't get his death, he now wanted to make peace for the troll empire, "You can think about it, if the troll empire never recovered from this. , even be dismembered and even destroyed by you, then, do you still need the blood cavalry army in the north that has lost the threat of the north?

Therefore, if you do not want to be abandoned by the new Duke of the North, you must reflect your own value!

And your greatest value is actually being the northern barrier to the north!

So you should work with me to let the troll empire survive and give us some space to recuperate.

As long as the troll empire breathes and can pose a sufficient threat to the north, then you and your blood cavalry can find a foothold in the north! "

After hearing this, Colin curled his lips in disdain and said, "Okamoto, do you know why you keep losing?"

Okamoto shook his head.

"Because you are always obsessed with these conspiracies and tricks, but you don't know that your own strength is the foundation of victory." Colin said mercilessly, "Even if Otto and Squinn really succeeded in assassinating, and even severely injured the blood Cavalry, do you think you can conquer the North with this army of trolls alone?

No kidding, okay.

There is still a Phoenix Butterfly Army in the north, and there is a blood cavalry reserve team of tens of thousands of people in Bingyan City. It has been training for nearly two years. Just rely on this group of crooked melons and jujubes led by you, not to mention the two regular troops. Even the garrison of the major cities in the northern border may not be able to beat it.

Moreover, the Half-Elves Kingdom also has a Silvermoon Guard of 50,000 people who can support the North at any time.

What do you win? "

Colin looked at Okamoto's flushed face and continued to stimulate:

"As for your so-called cooperation, hehe, it's even more ridiculous.

Even if Vera is really poisoned and killed, with the power I control now, no matter who ascends the throne of the Duke of the North, I will be respectful in front of me, the guardian of the North!

So, you can go to hell with peace of mind. "

After saying this, Colin drew his sword without hesitation.

"Wait..." Okamoto wanted to argue again, but Ke Lin's long sword had turned into a silver light and swept across his throat.

Chi!

A blood-stained head fell down, slashing a blood trail on the snow, and finally stopped at Ke Lin's feet.

Okamoto's deadly eyes just stared straight at Colin's figure.