Colin originally thought that the Northern Frontier of the Radiant Empire was cold enough.
But now he realized that compared to the Sky Ice Plains, the Northern Frontier was like a giant greenhouse.
It was almost the end of May. If it was the Northern Frontier, it would already feel like summer.
But in the Sky Ice Plains, it was actually snowing.
No wonder the Northern Frontier didn't continue to expand their territory to the north even when they had the absolute advantage.
The people of the Northern Frontier really didn't want to come to such a bitter and cold place.
Amidst the howling northern wind, the swirling snow quickly dyed the world white.
The fifty thousand Black Cavalry were like a surging black tide, galloping north in the snow.
The hooves of the horses trampled on the ground, shattering the snow and turning up the cold, hard soil.
The rumbling of the horses' hooves mixed with the clashing of armor, accompanied by the whistling of the wind, created a strong and murderous melody.
It had been more than half a month since they left Icestone City, but they hadn't encountered a single troll army along the way.
This wasn't strange.
When the troll army had started to retreat, the Black Cavalry had been slow in their pursuit. Plus, they had been delayed in Icestone City for so long that the troll army had retreated a long time ago.
However, the troll army had reaped a great harvest from the Northern Frontier this time. They definitely wouldn't be able to leave quickly with the loot they had plundered.
Based on the speed of the Black Cavalry 'pursuit, Colin estimated that they would be able to catch up to the troll army's tail in a few days if they didn't chase in the wrong direction.
Marquis Garcia seemed to have realized this as well. In the past few days, the number of scouts he had sent out had increased significantly.
But the Sky Ice Plains was still too big.
The troll army of three hundred thousand seemed like a lot, but when thrown into this vast ice plains, it was like a drop in the ocean.
Plus, in this kind of wind and snow, the tracks left behind by the army would be quickly buried. It was basically a fool's dream to try to track them down.
Therefore, the first difficulty of this pursuit was to find the troll army's tracks in the vast ice plains.
This required one to be extremely familiar with the geography of the ice plains and be very clear about the possible retreat routes of the troll army.
In any case, Colin was completely at a loss.
He had never been so deep into the Sky Ice Plains, so he knew almost nothing about this place.
Luckily, he had a powerful backer by his side — Marquis García.
This was the true "Ice Plains War God"!
Yes, this title was given to him by the troll army.
To be able to make the enemy give him such a title was enough to prove how terrifying Marquis García was on the battlefield.
With such an awesome person by his side, Colin certainly wouldn't waste such a great opportunity.
Upholding the principle of asking questions whenever he did not understand, Colin would approach Marquis Garcia from time to time and ask questions.
And Marquis García, García García García.
With such patience, not to mention Colin, even some of the high-ranking generals in the Black Guards were envious.
García García García García García García García.....
"Does Uncle have a lover?"
Vera hid her small face deep inside the fox fur shawl and only a pair of puzzled big eyes could be seen.
"Yes." Colin had a gossipy look on his face. "I know that the marquis has never married, but does he not have a lover?"
Yes, the Black Cavalry officers were always looking at him strangely. Colin was starting to doubt his origins.
"No." Vera shook her head. "As far as I know, my uncle has never been overly affectionate with any woman. Furthermore, I've never heard of any related rumors in all these years.
It feels like … uncle is an ascetic. "
"Alright." Colin was a little disappointed.
Originally, he thought that since he was the protagonist of this world, it was normal for him to have a bizarre background.
He had an awesome person like Marquis García as his father and an awesome Elven Princess as his mother. If his grandfather, whom he had never met, suddenly passed away and left him with a country to inherit …
"Cough cough …" The howling cold wind poured into Colin's mouth, interrupting his daydream.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that Marquis García had no children.
Moreover, if what Vera said was true and this marquis lived like an ascetic, then he probably wouldn't have any children in the future.
Then, who should inherit his title and territory?
Could it be that he wanted to find an adopted child?
This was a possibility.
However, there was another possibility.
Colin suddenly realized that he might have guessed the basis of the trust between Marquis García and the Duke Of St. Hilde.
Previously, he had been very puzzled. Why did these two brothers dare to put on such a show?
One had to know that under that situation, everyone thought that the two brothers were really going to fight.
But who would have thought that it was actually a feint in the end?
It was hard to believe that this kind of tacit understanding and trust would appear between these two brothers.
This was because if Marquis García really wanted to change the ruler of the Northern Frontier, he would not have led the Black Cavalry into the Sky Icefield.
At that time, the Golden Lion Legion had suffered heavy losses and the lords of the Northern Frontier were dissatisfied with the Duke Of St. Hilde because of Marquis Charles' mistakes in command.
When they were in Icestone City, Marquis García could have easily taken down Frostwinter City if he had led his army south.
He had the ability to do so.
Of course, the Duke Of St. Hilde knew that his brother had the ability to do so.
So, was he not afraid that his brother would make a false promise?
Unless, Marquis García had given him some kind of promise.
Of course, this promise was definitely not a verbal one.
It was a substantial promise that could not be broken.
Perhaps Marquis García had promised his brother to have no descendants.
If there were no descendants to inherit the title, what was there to fight for?
This, perhaps, was the basis of their mutual trust.
Just as Colin was letting his imagination run wild, a scout suddenly sent back a message — they had discovered traces of the Troll Army ahead!
They had finally caught up!
Colin could clearly feel that the soldiers were instantly excited.
These soldiers who had trekked thousands of miles in the wind and snow did not have the slightest bit of slack or cower. They only had a monstrous will to fight!
This was the strongest army in the Northern Frontier — the Black Cavalry!
However, Marquis García's military order came, ordering the entire army to stop advancing and set up camp on the spot.
This was normal.
After all, it was impossible to rush forward as soon as they discovered traces of the enemy.
That was not marching to war, that was called recklessness.
A calm general would understand the situation of the enemy in detail before making further decisions.
Colin followed Marquis García for a few kilometers and came to the place where the scouts had discovered traces of the enemy.
He carefully looked at the faint traces on the snow and judged:
"It seems that this should be the main force of the Troll Army, and it was only a day or two ago."
Over this period of time, Colin had been influenced by what he saw and humbly asked for guidance. He had already mastered many tracking skills in the Icy Plains.
Marquis García nodded and agreed with Colin's judgment. He then asked, "Then, do you think we should continue chasing?"
"Why not?" Colin was somewhat puzzled.
Wasn't this the reason they had trekked thousands of miles in the cold?
But Marquis García shook his head.
"No. This is not our goal. "
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