We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The sound of hurried horse hooves broke the dead silence in the forest.

Li Che and his group sped along the grain transport road and soon saw the mess ahead.

More than a dozen grain trucks were parked on the side of the road, their grain bags were broken, and wheat grains mixed with dark red blood were scattered all over the ground.

More than a hundred surviving militiamen, under the command of an officer, stood back to back, holding spears and muskets in their hands, barely forming a defensive circle.

Everyone's face was pale, and their eyes scanned the dark woods around them in horror.

Even when they encountered such a terrifying beast, these loyal militiamen did not abandon their food and flee alone.

Instead, they called for help and sent the victims back, while the rest of the people stayed where they were.

Seeing more than thirty elite cavalrymen coming in a cloud of dust, the leading officer breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to step forward to report, his eyes were fixed on the leading knight.

He was wearing heavy black armor, and a scarlet cloak fluttered behind his shoulders. On it was a ferocious coiled dragon pattern embroidered with gold thread.

The officer gasped for a moment, almost thinking he was dizzy.

When he saw Prince Li Lin of Yan, who was also dressed in military uniform and following closely behind the Black Armor Knight, he was so shocked that his pupils trembled, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

"By...By His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan!"

Li Che reined in his horse, glanced at the scene, and said nothing more: "Take me to where the bears are."

The officer did not dare to delay and quickly led Li Che and others to an overturned carriage.

The scene here is even more tragic.

The shaft of the cart was broken and the wheels were stuck in the mud.

The ground was soaked with large patches of dark red blood that had not yet completely solidified, and several pieces of torn clothes were stuck in the pool of blood.

What was even more shocking was that the internal organs that had been gnawed into pieces were scattered on the ground, emitting a strong fishy stench.

After taking a few glances, Li Che fixed his gaze on the depths of the dense forest.

The bushes were broken and crushed by the brute force, forming a crooked passage.

Several huge palm prints were clearly imprinted on the moist soil, each of which was terrifyingly large.

Li Che squatted down and touched the bear's paw print, and his heart suddenly started beating fast.

This thing is a bit too big.

Li Che asked in a low voice: "How long?"

The officer quickly bowed and replied, "Your Highness, less than an hour ago, the beast entered the woods, dragging half a corpse with it!"

"Chase!"

Li Che's eyes flashed with coldness, and he kicked the horse's belly.

The majestic black horse under his crotch neighed loudly and rushed out like an arrow, following the clear traces of destruction and plunging into the dimly lit primitive dense forest.

Xiaotuan growled and followed closely with heavy steps.

Xiaosong ran in front of Li Che, his sharp tiger eyes staring at the jungle.

Seeing this, Li Lin and others were afraid that Li Che would encounter the monster first, so they hurriedly spurred their horses to catch up.

The chase in the woods was extremely dangerous.

The woods are filled with tangled tree roots, slippery moss, sudden steep slopes and deep gullies, and there are deadly traps everywhere.

Ordinary war horses would not dare to gallop wildly in such an environment, as they would stumble if they were not careful.

However, Li Che's mount was the best warhorse in the army, and it seemed to have a soul as its four hooves flew.

Carrying Li Che, it jumped and darted through the narrow and twisted forest gaps at an astonishing speed, as if it were walking on flat ground.

Li Che was concentrating on tracking. Thinking of the miserable appearance of those militiamen, the anger and murderous intent in his heart burned fiercely, almost blocking out everything around him.

The wind whistled in my ears and the trees retreated rapidly before my eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the speed of the black horse under his crotch slowed down noticeably.

The black horse panted heavily and cautiously went around a steep slope covered with slippery boulders.

At this moment, Li Che suddenly realized that the surrounding environment had become extremely depressing.

What’s even worse is that there is no one else around except Xiaotuan and Xiaosong.

Li Che reined in his horse and looked around vigilantly.

Only then did he realize that his horse was a good horse, but too good.

The power of this divine horse left everyone, including Li Lin and Qiu Bai, far behind.

Thinking of this, a chill quietly crept up my spine.

Li Che took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He dismounted as quietly and slowly as possible, holding the heavy flintlock rifle steady in his hand, his finger on the cold trigger.

After glancing around, Li Che whispered, "Xiaosong, lead the way."

The tiger growled and leaped nimbly in front of Li Che. Its amber pupils shrank into dangerous vertical lines in the dim light.

It instinctively lowered its body, its thick tail swinging slowly and powerfully, and its huge tiger head scanned the shadows around it.

Xiaotuan also came close to Li Che and rubbed Li Che's leg armor gently with its huge head. Its snow-white fur was extremely eye-catching in the dark forest.

at this time--

Click!

An extremely slight sound of a dead branch breaking came from a dense fern behind Li Che.

Li Che's muscles tensed instantly, and his heart beat like a war drum.

He turned suddenly, and the muzzle of the flintlock was instantly pointed at the source of the sound.

The dense fern bush shook violently.

Immediately afterwards, a fishy wind mixed with the smell of blood and the stench of wild beasts blew towards him like a physical object.

The next second, a shadow so huge that it was suffocating, with a terrifying oppressive feeling like a mountain collapsing, emerged from the shadows of the fern bushes...

Li Che raised his neck and looked at the figure in front of him that looked like a large truck standing up. His eyes became clear.