With magic skills, Muse was pressed on the shoulders by two people. She suddenly lost all her strength.
Watching helplessly, hundreds of people in this caravan were slaughtered, and dozens of mercenaries fought to the end. Some were hacked to death by wolf riders, some were bitten to death by giant wolves, and they fought until the last person died!
Finally, several merchants in the caravan were captured. Not only could these merchants speak the imperial language, they were also familiar with the language of the prairie people, but they were prisoners specially ordered by the elves to be captured!
"They need translation." Muse's heart immediately became clear.
Sure enough, when the elves interrogated these businessmen, they did not deliberately hide it from Muse and allowed Muse to stand aside.
Several of them were ordinary businessmen. They spent money to pay protection fees in the Tulip family territory, and then they got the protection of the Tulip flag and the desert fox mercenary group. They thought they could have a safe journey, but they didn't.
Thinking of encountering such a group of wolf riders suddenly falling from the sky!
Several businessmen were trembling with fear. They were just ordinary people, but they said nothing under the destructive eyes and blades of the werewolves around them.
Muse listened clearly and only heard an elf asking in a cold voice:
"How to get to the Snowy Mountains!"
Upon hearing this, Muse's face suddenly changed!
Snowy Mountain!!
In the northwest, who doesn’t know the prestige of the Snowy Mountains on the grassland?
The disciple of Daxue Mountain, the magical wizard...and...
And the Witch King who is regarded as a god by the grassland people!!
These guys, their goal is the Snowy Mountains?!
Unfortunately, although these businessmen can speak some prairie dialect, none of them know where the Snowy Mountains are.
The wolf cavalry is cruel and barbaric. If you ask the first one, he doesn't know. He just cuts it into two pieces with a single slash!
Ask the second one, I don’t know, it’s just a knife if I go down!
When asked about the third prisoner, the man was trembling with fear, his face turned pale, and he smelled a stench, but even his pants were wet.
Muse strode out proudly, looking coldly at the many werewolves and elves.
"Are you going to the Snowy Mountains?"
The elves were all stunned, and Muse looked grim: "I ask you if you want to go to the Snowy Mountains!"
"Yes, we are going to the Snowy Mountains." An elf came over with a gentle face. It was the same one who gave the Muse leather boots and magic cloak when we were on the mountain.
"Let them go!" Muse pointed to the remaining prisoners with a determined look on his face: "I'll take you there!!"
Chapter completed!