Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1321: Under the City

"Reinforcements?" The Ragweed King turned his head, looking somewhat dull-witted at the sentinel beside him.

"We... where do we have reinforcements from..." The sentinel scratched his head, smiling bitterly: "With enemies on all sides, even if there were reinforcements, could anyone make it through such severe cold at the Northern Border?"

"That’s true." The Ragweed King picked up the telescope and looked toward the distance of five miles.

The snowflakes were swirling in the sky.

Obviously, their power was immense.

"If there are no reinforcements, what could it be?" He couldn’t figure out who was helping them.

"Quick, go report to the Marshal, and make things clear about the situation here!" The Ragweed King gestured, and the sentinel immediately retreated.

At the same time, several senior members of Deep Cold gathered around him.

"Boss, what’s the situation?"

Everyone’s gaze carried confusion.

"I’m not sure either! Maybe it’s the Marshal’s friend, secretly lending a hand." The Ragweed King’s brows were deeply furrowed.

At the same moment.

Deep Cold headquarters castle, ten miles away.

Thump!

The commanding officer of The North Sea forces stumbled and fell off the ladder.

Headfirst, he plunged into the snow.

Damn it all!

Killed The North Sea’s son-in-law, the highest commander with a misfired shot!

How are we supposed to carry on?

"General!" The North Sea soldiers hurried over, pulling him out from the snow.

"General, did the cannon fire go astray?" The soldier responsible for adjusting the cannon asked.

Slap!

The North Sea officer swung his hand, slapping the soldier, who tumbled into the snow.

"You damn fool, you hit the target too accurately!" The officer was shaking all over, both shocked and furious.

At the same time, he was quickly trying to figure out how to solve the problem.

"Check the base immediately, if there’s an accident this time, I’m stuffing you all into the cannon!" The officer roared, and the soldiers below hurried to make adjustments.

Some were responsible for shoveling snow, others for handling the cannon.

"Chief, what’s going on?"

A deputy who had followed the North Sea officer for years, asked quietly.

As soon as the chief spoke, he sensed something was amiss.

"This damn cannon, it blasted the son-in-law!" The officer pointed at the gunner, speaking softly.

While speaking, he was grinding his teeth with hatred!

The North Sea King held the son-in-law in high esteem, though this was dereliction of duty, but as the commander, he was sure to meet his death!

"Easy!" The adjutant rolled his eyes, whispering: "Later, go and look, if the son-in-law is not dead, then all will be well! If he’s dead and we can find the body, then change him into the enemy’s clothes! But, most likely, there will be nothing left of him!"

"Good! Later, you’re in charge of finding a set of Deep Cold soldier uniforms, and dressing one of our own in it!" The officer’s eyes lit up with profound meaning, nodding significantly: "Make sure it’s done well!"

"All ready!"

Behind him, the adjustments were completed, ensuring that no problems would occur.

"Everyone, get ready!" The officer stood in the blizzard, hands clasped behind his back, commanding: "In five minutes, when the son-in-law is approaching Deep Cold Castle!"

But in his heart, he was calculating, after firing, it was time to retreat.

...

"I didn’t call for reinforcements!"

Deep Cold headquarters fortress.

The Marshal was baffled upon hearing the report.

Many were concerned about earning the enmity of The North Sea, choosing to wait and see.

Now suddenly, someone was telling him that reinforcements had arrived?

"Sir, please take your time and have some tea here; I’ll go out for a moment!" He respectfully looked towards Marcel Reed sitting in front of him and, with permission, led his men away.

"This Taoist..." The sentinel said, puzzled: "Didn’t you want to give him the cold shoulder?"

Upon arrival, it was clearly the Marshal’s order that no one should pay any attention to the Taoist.

Now, he had become an honored guest.

"Don’t ask what you shouldn’t!" The Marshal’s brow furrowed slightly, reprimanding: "Do your duty! Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died!"

"Yes..." The sentinel dared not say another word.

Two people, one after another, came to the outer sentry tower of the Deep Cold headquarters castle.

"Are you sure it came from behind?" The Marshal walked up to the Ragweed King and asked.

After the smoke from the gunfire cleared, a deep crater was clearly visible around the explosion site.

The surrounding snow wasn’t flat; it rose into a large snow peak.

"Right! Looks like it was a vehicle, attempting to charge at us. But both the man and the vehicle are gone."

The Ragweed King patted off the snow on his body and looked at the Marshal: "Chief, your reinforcements?"

"Be careful!"

His words had barely fallen when the Marshal grabbed the Ragweed King and leaped backward with force!

The ten-meter-high castle walls collapsed into the snow without causing any harm.

But both men were buried nearly three meters into the snow!

Boom!

After that.

A loud bang.

The stone chips flew off the walls where the Deep Cold members had just been standing, killing them instantly.

"Organize a counterattack quickly!" The Marshal exerted force with his legs, pulling the Ragweed King out of the snow.

"Go, get ready, looks like The North Sea is mounting a strong attack!" He brushed off the snow from his head, hatred in his eyes: "Kill them one by one! The firepower of Deep Cold is not weak!"

"Understood!"

The Ragweed King, not bothering to clean the snow off himself, hurriedly ran towards the back of the headquarters castle.

To prevent attack, they hid most of the artillery in the basement.

A basement more than twenty meters deep.

"The North Sea, ruthless enough!"

The Marshal climbed back onto the walls, watching the sky filled with artillery fire.

The more he watched, the more puzzled he became.

This was simply blind firing!

Snowflakes filled the sky, with snow waves tens of meters high rising and falling!

Nothing could be seen at all.

"With this way of firing, there likely won’t be any effect!" The Marshal stared at the snow waves rising in front of him, unable to understand the purpose of The North Sea’s actions. freewёbnoνel.com

Ten kilometers!

Even if The North Sea was strong, they couldn’t expose themselves on the snowy field.

Without any cover!

"Are they trying to take advantage of the chaos and sneak over?" The Marshal was baffled.

This was no different from firing blindly.

Purely a waste!

"Ragweed King, target the middle position between the two sides, and fire a round!"

He pulled out the walkie-talkie and issued the order!

Soon, several artillery guns within the headquarters castle began to bombard.

The silvery snowfield was full of the roar of guns.

And with snow waves all over the sky!

For safety, the Marshal walked down from the walls and entered the basement.

The North Sea, attacking like mad, if any undiscerning shells came over, he would definitely turn into ashes.

Both sides were disoriented by the firing.

But amidst the sky full of gunfire, a lone figure marched forward.

"Good thing I was alert, otherwise I would have almost been dead or severely injured!" Julius Reed scanned the snow above his head, his eyes almost able to make out the outline of the Deep Cold castle.

"Five hundred meters!" He made a rough estimate, his view immediately blocked by the snow waves that were blown up.

"Huh!"

Julius Reed let out a long breath, slowly unhooking the thermos from his waist.

He skillfully unscrewed the cap and took a sip of goji berry water.

His body seemed to fill with strength.

Teng! Teng! Teng!

The next moment.

A dark figure cut through the snow waves, suddenly appearing below the walls of Deep Cold castle!