Chapter 105 End of the battle
"Archbishop?! No! That's impossible!"

The officers around the archbishop shouted in horror.

His emotions were like a roller coaster, from the great joy of seeing Rhodes rushing towards him to the great sorrow of witnessing the Archbishop being beheaded.

Facing the majestic, neighing incarnation of a white horse in mid-air, the officer's brain couldn't help but feel dizzy.

At one point, I suspected that everything I saw was just an illusion.

He tried to close his eyes and then open them again, but what he saw was still the archbishop's body cut in two.

Cold and stiff, the corpse frozen by the frost was breaking into pieces and dissipating into the air.

The body is paralyzed by fear.

But suddenly, the officer's scattered gaze focused again and stared at Rhodes not far away.

He discovered the problem, the white horse incarnation was dissipating!
The enemy in front of him was obviously exhausted!
"It's not a Level 2 Frost Knight, it's fake! Don't try to fool me! You haven't made a breakthrough!"

After discovering that Rhodes was in an abnormal condition, the officer's heart, which had originally stopped, began beating again.

He suddenly turned his head and looked greedily at the fallen scepter next to the archbishop's body!
It doesn’t matter that the archbishop died, no, it’s good that he died!

As long as the scepter is still there, he will be the new master of the White Frost Cult!

The officer ran towards the scepter anxiously, shouting, "White Frost Warrior, kill this blasphemous bastard!"

Seeing a dozen orcs rushing towards him, Rhodes calmly sheathed his sword.

The next second, the earth shook and an ice-breaking beast rushed over from the side.

The milky white horns were like giant drills digging the ground, ruthlessly dispersing the orcs in front of Rhodes.

On the other side, the officer ran to the body of the archbishop.

He was reaching out to pick up the scepter, his expression showing uncontrollable ecstasy.

But as he reached out his hand, a fishy wind blew past him.

The saber-toothed tiger opened its bloody mouth and attacked him from behind when he was not prepared.

The sharp teeth tore his neck open on the spot.

The blood in the artery gushed into the air, blooming into a bright red flower.

White bread rushed past him.

Under the officer's desperate gaze, it picked up the scepter and ran happily to Rhodes, its tail wagging behind it.

"Well done." Rhodes took the scepter with a smile and touched White Bread's dog head.

Then he turned over and jumped onto the snowy horse, and shouted to the cavalry and pets around him:
"The cult leader is dead! Fight your way out and return to the city gate!"

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

On the noisy and chaotic battlefield, the cavalrymen reined in their horses, turned around, and changed direction in an orderly manner.

The icebreaker beasts raised their heads and mooed, and one cow took the lead, clearing the way for the cavalry and the yak herd.

It ran wildly forward, and its absolute savage power easily dispersed the White Frost Cult soldiers in front of it.

On the other side, on the city wall of Hekou Town.

The eye-catching white horse incarnation attracted the attention of the soldiers on the wall.

Gazing from a high place, they witnessed the whole process of the lord breaking through the enemy forces and beheading the evil cult leader in the center. For a moment, morale reached its peak.

"The enemy leader was killed by you! You have won! Kill these man-eating monsters!"

The long period of defending the city had already exhausted them physically and mentally.

But at this moment, the soldiers only felt a new power surging through their bodies.

With loud shouts, they excitedly suppressed the attacking enemy forces.

At the gate that was knocked open, Holmes pulled the sword out of a minotaur and shouted an order:

"Make way for the city gate to welcome the return of the Master! Quick, make way!"

The heavily armored shield spearmen all took a step back and retracted the steel defense line blocking the city gate. The dozen or so pioneer knights around them finally reacted, recovered from their shock, and stepped back to make way.

Byrne and the others looked at Rhodes who had rushed back with a dreamy look on their faces, unable to believe the powerful strength of their companion.

Especially several of the duchy nobles.

They looked at Rhode's golden hair that symbolized the royal family and the white horse that represented the orthodoxy of the principality, and their heads felt dizzy.

Is there something wrong with this bloodline incarnation?

Ignoring their exclamations, the Icebreaker rushed wildly into the city gate and crushed the orcs blocking the way.

Rhodes followed closely behind, entering the town with his cavalry and a herd of yaks.

"Close the door now!"

After a round of collision, the enemies at the gate were eliminated. Rhodes quickly ordered his men to close the gate again to block the enemy troops behind.

After the gate was closed, Rhodes patted the Icebreaker's head and told it to take the yaks to the town to recuperate.

Then he came to the top of the city wall again and looked at the White Frost Cult below.

The enemy's offensive against Hekou Town was greatly slowed down, replaced by internal self-chaos.

After the death of the Archbishop and the loss of the power of the scepter, the eyes of more than 2,000 White Frost soldiers on the periphery became confused.

As time passed, a large number of soldiers suddenly fell to the ground.

He curled up his limbs, foamed at the mouth, and his body kept twitching.

As for the orcs, their eyes turned bloodshot and they roared madly, and actually began to kill each other.

They fought bloody battles with each other, and the surrounding White Frost soldiers became their hunting targets.

Like a wild beast, it bites open the body of its companion, drinks blood and roars.

"While your body is strengthened, your intelligence is irreversibly damaged."

Rhodes looked at the bloody scene on the battlefield below, then lowered his head to look at the scepter in his hand.

Although the White Frost Cult is powerful because of the scepter, the price of this power is too high, and its foundation is not solid, so it cannot last.

These enhanced soldiers must constantly devour flesh and blood, otherwise they will fall into self-destruction.

The enemies outside had lost their threat. Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the scepter in his hand curiously.

The scepter itself is of little significance, it's just a nice piece of wood, the highlight is the blue crystal on the top.

Rhodes used his true vision to observe and suddenly felt a giant silver-maned wolf roaring at him angrily.

A second-level giant wolf soul is sealed inside, and a large amount of ice magic is also stored inside.

It looks like we have the basic materials for the magic pool.

The unhappiness he had felt from the sudden attack faded away, and looking at the harvest in front of him, Rhodes felt much more relaxed.

He took the blue crystal off the scepter and put it in his arms.

More than two hours passed and it was evening.

The fratricidal war among the White Frost Cult has come to an end.

The gate of Hekou Town was opened again, and the heavily armored legion swarmed out, sweeping the chaotic battlefield.

"Roar!"

A werewolf roared at them, but was pierced through the eye by an arrow.

Rhodes retracted his longbow and ordered the army:
"Heavy infantry check ahead, pierce all corpses with spears, make sure they are dead before residents collect and handle them. Be alert, beware of enemies pretending to be dead and attacking!"

After losing the control of the archbishop, the White Frost Cult was doomed.

Rhodes' eyes swept across the bloody battlefield and officially declared his victory.

(End of this chapter)