The night was illuminated again and again by intermittent flashing lights. As the figures swayed, the angry shouts of the snow monsters gradually turned into wailing, and finally... they returned to silence.

Because there is no concept of "format", all the snow monsters who rushed into the battle formation were swallowed up by swords and shadows - the "group cooperation" combat method perfectly restrained the snow monster, a powerful but rare enemy, and under the "care of Akasha, no one died in the entire combat team.

"Change the array and advance!"

Soderol's emotionless command sounded in his ears, and the heavy armored soldiers in front row "huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this time, more than 20 attacking snow monsters had all fallen down. Several surviving guys looked at these not tall soldiers with fear on their faces, sucking cold air in their mouths. At this time, they no longer had the desire for "food" in their minds, and they just wanted to turn around and escape as far as possible. However, before these snow monsters got up, the soldiers' chain hammers and swords fell mercilessly...

It was like a farmer harvesting wheat, and the team with twenty heavily armored infantry as the vanguard began to move forward silently at regular pace. The soldiers on the flanks held short spears to fill the gap, and the engineers in the rear followed with short bows. The mess after the battle did not appear at all, and all the soldiers' performance was always calm.

Roddy was very satisfied with the performance of this defensive battle, but at this time he still did not interfere with Soderol's orders, but just followed the team silently and continued to carry out "acceptance".

The first group of snow monsters that appeared were not the full combat power of the snow monster tribe in the abandoned village. As the soldiers slowly advanced, the snow monsters that followed also began to pounce on the team foolishly - one, three, and ten. The scattered figures on the horizon appeared one by one, and then they were silently swallowed by the team...

"Dong, dun, dun..."

The footsteps of nearly a hundred people gradually unified as they marched, echoing on the snowfield like a death-seeking drum.

Behind the earth slope hundreds of meters away, the barbarian team, which had just relaxed atmosphere, was silent - they not only saw the demise of the snow monster vanguard troops, but also watched these "short" humans step by step into the village full of snow monsters, flattening everything in the dull footsteps...

"Gudong."

Avala swallowed hard, her eyes still staring at the distance - the screams of the snow monsters in the village gradually faded, and then she saw the light of the torches, and then the smoke from the long-abandoned roofs slowly ignited.

"He...they actually..."

Avala didn't know how to organize her own language for a moment. Her original plan was completely overturned and even embarked on a completely opposite path. Unexpected results made the barbarians collectively lose their voices.

They knew how many snow monsters there were in this abandoned village. However, Avala had never thought about going to have any conflict with them anyway. He even thought several times whether to let the tribe retreat again - but what about now?

"Chief, do we... still want to attack?"

The inquiry next to him pulled Avala back from his chaotic thoughts. He was stunned for a moment, trying to speak, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak.

"attack?"

Avala's eyes flashed in front of him the terrifying scene when the snow monster teared his comrades apart many years ago. The fear that penetrated his bones made him shudder - hundreds of powerful snow monsters were so flattened, and in the face of such combat power, people like him rushed up... can they grab things?

"If you think you can, just go."

Even though he knew that such words were discouraged, Avala had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to attack. The barbarians were not good at using their brains, but their intuition about "fighting" was very sensitive. When the strength gap was too large, Avala would never be stupid enough to die.

"Minimum loss for maximum benefit" is Avala's criterion and the only secret for him to maintain positive growth in the population of ethnic groups over the years.

After the order was passed, the barbarian hunters began to evacuate silently. The "crunching" snow left a footprint. Awara walked among the team, thinking about the next countermeasures with a gloomy face. He turned around from time to time and looked at the village that once belonged to them in the distance, with some indescribable complex emotions in his eyes.

He made the choice he thought was right, but did not notice... The hunters around him who were accustomed to "escape" had long lost the fighting spirit that once belonged to "warriors".

Because at this time, they no longer had the mood of "frustration".

*******

The next day.

The blue smoke produced by the burning stove was blown away by the north wind. When the sunlight shone through the reflection of the snow, the traces left by the battle last night were clearly displayed in front of Roddy.

The spilled blood stretched all the way from the soil slope in the distance to the village, and the corpses of the snow monster were scattered on the white and red land. The tragic scene reminded Roddy of the scene of attacking the village in the territory of the Orc Kingdom.

"I really didn't think that this kind of problem was not solved by them."

After thinking for a night, and making corrections to many plans and ideas, Roddy has finally adjusted his mindset and stood again on this cold land in the posture of "explorer" and "conqueror".

The 120 snow monsters occupying the village were completely slaughtered by the steel meat grinder--with Akasha's escort, the team did not lose any losses, only the potions and weapons were lost. With firewood and warm houses, the team finally had enough rest, but Roddy and Soderoer discussed under the lights all night, and at this time they decided on all the next plans.

"When Emperor Kangen recovered the lost land, the residents did not show any welcome appearance. Those refugees were like this, let alone these guys."

Soderol, wearing a fur hat, rubbed his eyes, yawned and tied his fur coat tightly: "If you want to cooperate, sometimes you can only rely on force. This time it's a memory."

"It should be because I have a memory. To put it bluntly, I still have preconceived ideas." Roddy did not shirk responsibility. There was no need to say much nonsense about the relationship between the two. At least after the battle that night, Roddy was completely relieved of Soder's talent: he was good at training troops and decisive in front of him. The "sharp blade"-style general in front of him already had the ability to break gold and split stones.

The two were chatting outside, while Akasha prepared breakfast in front of the stove inside the house. The red charcoal emitted heat, making the room warm. Nata, who was originally standing guard outside, came back from changing shifts, and was sitting next to the fire. Unlike outside, the two girls inside seemed a little silent.

After many similar battles, the two of them had no emotion in their hearts. Nata slowly bent her fingers and stretched them out to relieve the stiffness caused by the low temperature. Akasha, who was bent her movements, looked over, thought for a while, raised her hand to release a magical technique.

In the faint light, his hands gradually returned to their original flexibility. Nata looked down and raised her eyes a little unnaturally. Her lips moved a few times, and finally said, "Thank you."

Akasha had always misunderstood the beautiful but always silent wood elf before, but after getting along for a long time, she also realized that there was no "ambiguity" between the other party and Roddy. If she saw that she showed kindness and friendship, she felt that she should do.

She smiled at Nata, handed over a piece of bread, then got up and called Roddy, but as soon as she walked out of the house, the non-commissioned officer's order sounded from afar: "Get together in an hour and prepare for the march!"

*******

Because of yesterday's hunting, Elvin got up a little late today. However, after walking out of the house with his animal skin, he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

This young barbarian warrior is passionate about fighting, but knows nothing about "human relationships and worldly ways". To put it simply, he is simple in mind and has developed limbs. He can't see the gloomy aura that covers the tribe, but he just feels that the chattering women are even more noise than before:

"Those people killed hundreds of snow monsters..."

"The leader originally said he wanted to steal their weapons, but in the end there was no way--"

"But it's a good thing, all the snow monsters who stole our village were killed."

"What good thing? What if those people come and kill us too?"

A few words came into his ears. As Erwin heard it, he felt something was wrong. He stopped and asked a few questions. After getting the answer, he suddenly changed his face: "How...why is this happening!?"

He was surprised at first, then he looked angry and rushed towards the leader's house without saying a word.

At this time, two old hunters just walked out of the house. When they saw Elvin's appearance, they immediately realized something was wrong. They reached out to stop him, but were pushed away by the young soldier.

"I have something to ask the leader!"

The barbarians do not talk about the superiority of the young and old, but only focus on personal courage. Although the two hunters are old, they are no longer matches of Erwin. At this time, they are knocked away by brute force and can only watch him enter the house...

"What are you asking?"

Alvin's loud voice Avala could hear it clearly, and he slowly stood up, and the whole room seemed to appear narrow because of his strong body.

"Why did you attack them? If it weren't for those people's help, at least four hunters would have died yesterday!" The feeling of being deceived made Elvin very angry. Even if the other party was the leader, he had to ask clearly: "What did you think of them?"

"Pay attention to your attitude."

Two hunters outside the house rushed in and grabbed Elvin's shoulder, but he shook his arms without any consent and took a step forward with a full momentum: "You must give me an explanation!"

In the tense atmosphere, the two seemed to be fighting in the next second, but there was an uproar outside the house, which made Elvin and Avala turn their heads...

"Those guys are here!"
Chapter completed!