The battle that took place on the snow seemed a bit funny to Roddy and others.

The fierce snow monster was solved by two arrows. Nata, holding a longbow, stood there quietly after confirming that the enemy was dead. She looked alone. Compared with the barbarians who were urinating, the contrast was really big.

After Akasha finished casting the magic, she did not continue to move forward. She looked at the primitive guys and felt a little curious.

Although they belong to both humans, the barbarians are obviously taller than the people of the Karen Kingdom. They are generally strong in size, with thick limbs and thick beards, which do look like they are positioned as a "powerful warrior". However, after careful observation, Akasha found that the other party looked intimidating on the surface, but in fact they had no "momentum" at all.

Although everyone holds a weapon in their hands, their eyes are filled with fear and retreat.

They soon discovered Akasha and Nata, and then noticed Roddy, Sodlor and others above. The barbarian who looked like the leader took a few steps, as if he wanted to communicate with Roddy and others. However, after his companion next to him said something, the six soldiers hesitated and took a few steps back, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Roddy frowned... In his impression, the reason why "barbarians" are called "barbarians" is not only because of their primitive lifestyle, but because their way of dealing with problems is very "radical".

If the barbarians had run away when they saw strangers, they would have long been starved to death on the glacier plain.

“What should I do now?”

Soderol inserted his sword back into the scabbard and said.

"I'll check the body of the snow monster to see if there is anything abnormal. The right to use the team is in your hands. Just cooperate with me at any time."

Roddy took a few steps and then found another barbarian team not far away. They met the six people who were about to leave, and then stopped to start a conversation. The new team was also equipped with simple equipment, but the guy who led the team looked quite young.

Roddy saw that the other party was pointing at him, but he was not interested in coming up and taking the initiative to pay attention. He squatted beside the snow monster and looked at it intently-

"It's not an elite monster, nor a boss, why?"

He muttered a few words, then heard the increasingly fierce quarrel not far away. When he raised his head, Roddy was seeing the young leader slamming the "deserter" down with a punch.

Then the guy looked at Roddy, pulled the fur shoulder pads on his body, and walked over with two one-handed stone axes on his back.

The young barbarian leader did not have a beard. His height of two meters and one inches did not feel like a "power pole" because of his well-proportioned muscles. He looked confident and his steps were steady. Roddy raised his eyebrows and then he breathed a little relieved:

This is the barbarian in my impression!

"Hello, friends on the ice field."

Before the other party could speak, Roddy took the lead in greeting the barbarians' "Chatuyu" - this pure greeting made the other party look obviously stunned, and he couldn't help but say, "Can you speak our language?"

Then he reacted and touched his head and continued, "Thank you for saving my subordinates. I heard the passage. They shouldn't have escaped, so I punished him."

"Chatu language" is relatively primitive, and the vocabulary is not accurate, so the meaning of the expression is relatively simple. Roddy is not proficient in this language, but ordinary communication is enough. He looked at the guy with a swollen cheek and said, "Maybe he has some misunderstandings about us, which is not a problem."

Then he pointed to his chest: "My name is Roddy, and I come from the other side of the North Peak Mountains. This is my team."

“Ervin, Bada’s Elvin.”

The structure of the barbarians is similar to that of orcs. Because of the harsh climate, the vast and sparse population are sparsely populated, and without fixed towns, they are scattered on this land by community, and "Batha" is obviously the name of one of the tribes.

Roddy had been to the "Batha" tribe, but he had no impression of the barbarian warrior in front of him. While he was a little curious, he started talking to the other party. Because he understood the barbarian temper, Roddy became familiar with the other party in a few words and expressed his intention to meet the barbarian leader with Erwin.

"Go back with us? No problem, but I want to remind you that this road is dangerous!"

Erwin pointed to the foot of the mountain: "It is not safe from here to Bada, you and your companions must be careful!"

"And we have to rush back as soon as possible. After the sun sets, it will be very cold here!"

“No problem.”

Roddy rubbed his ears. Elvin's voice was too loud, and he spoke like a quarrel. He felt a little uncomfortable when he was close to his eardrums-but the northern races were basically like this, and Roddy had to adapt even if he was not used to it.

After several conversations, Elvin began to lead the team forward. Roddy walked side by side with Akasha and others in the back. Sodlor pulled the lace of the cloak and asked in a low voice: "What did they agree so well?"

"Compared with the snow monster, they are obviously willing to deal with us." Roddy shrugged and curled his lips: "Of course, the main reason is that they are too simple and do not know the sinister truth of the world."

This is not a simple joke. To put it bluntly, the barbarians are "hard" and once they trust someone, they will no longer consider any risks such as "being cheated"...

Soderol was skeptical and looked at the tall warriors ahead and wondered what they were thinking. Roddy held Akasha with one hand, recalling various messages about the "Batha" tribe in his head.

The road down the mountain was not easy to walk. As the last bit of sunset disappeared, the temperature around which was already low seemed to suddenly drop. Fortunately, the soldiers were prepared, and after the heavy and warm fur draped over them, the speed of the team was still not affected much.

Erwin walked ahead with two axes on his back. His men looked back from time to time, discussing the combat effectiveness of these strange soldiers curiously - the two teams maintained a distance of about 30 meters, one in front and one behind.

When he occasionally stopped to rest, Roddy would send someone to send some food and water to Erwin. The barbarian leader was not pretentious and accepted it very quickly, and then distributed it to his soldiers.

This is not greed, because eating less meal on the ice field can be fatal.

"No..."

After walking for an hour, Roddy suddenly stopped and looked left and right: the "Batha" in my memory should be in this area, but why is it empty here?

He looked around in confusion and confirmed that his judgment was correct, but there was no trace of inhabited people here, and the buildings and villages he remembered seemed to have never appeared.

This unexpected situation made Roddy feel a little bored, and at this moment, the warning sound of the whistle and quiet night instantly broke through.

"Enemy attack!"

After the words came, Akasha, who was riding on the horse, immediately began to cast the "Holy Light Technique". The golden light suddenly bloomed. On the snow field as bright as day, several running black shadows immediately appeared on the side and back of the team.

Roddy turned his head and saw three snow monsters screaming and approaching the team in the distance.

Such discovery did not make Roddy nervous. He just wondered: How could there be a snow monster here? This is all considered the hinterland of the "Batha" tribe? Didn't they even extend their territory here?

When he was thinking about this question in a daze, the entire team had suddenly stopped amid Soder's order. The soldiers picked up their shields, held them back and forth with a "kkakkak", and prepared to welcome the impact.

However, before the snow monster rushed to the front of the team, Nata, who was standing on the edge of the team, shot eight arrows one after another. As the light of the second "Holy Light Technique" gradually disappeared, the long bow she raised was slowly lowered.

In the distance, all three snow monsters fell to the ground.

The lingering sound of wailing and struggling echoed on the snow field. Elvin, who had confirmed the location of the snow monster, stopped and took a breath slowly.

"keep going!"

Soderol swept over the snow monster's corpse indifferently, waved his orders--the next moment, the cavalry team, who were ready to attack, immediately gathered from the side, and the soldiers holding the shield put the weapon back to the side of the saddle... The formation was changed, coordinated front and back, and this series of movements was quiet and orderly, and the eyes of the group of barbarians in front were straight.

The bodies of the three snow monsters were so scattered in the distance, like garbage that was abandoned casually.

Elvin swallowed, feeling the hand holding the axe handle was a little cold - he was not afraid of the snow monster, but it did not mean that he could solve the battle so easily when facing the three snow monsters.

This sudden episode made the atmosphere of the team slightly change. Elvin's eyes flashed with complex emotions, but looking back at his subordinates with awe, he sighed, he lifted his axe again and continued to move forward in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

In this way, after the team continued to move forward for three hours, Roddy finally saw a village located in the valley.

It is called a "village", but here are actually dozens of low stone houses of different shapes. In order to keep warm, the barbarian stone houses were pasted with animal skins and animal feces inside and outside. Although they looked ugly, they could maintain sufficient temperature in the cold.

"Rody, is there any problem there?"

Akasha tugged at the scarf wrapped around her neck, turned her head and asked, "I see that you didn't look very good all the way."

"Something is not right, and the plan may need to be changed."

Roddy frowned and looked at all in front of her and muttered, "Why is it so much worse... I haven't heard of this."

He looked at the map and said that if the territory of the "Bad" tribe shrank to this level, the territory of the entire barbarian race would probably be 40% less than that in his memory!

This is a situation that Roddy had not expected. He had considered the impact of time differences, but the barbarian territory in my memory has not changed since 590 years. Why is it so much different just one year?
Chapter completed!