"You are all a bunch of cowards~!!!" A roar like a furious lion echoed in the small stone house, shaking the ears of everyone present.
The roaring man was a particularly burly man.
He is over two meters tall and has a strong build. His arms are thicker than an average person's thighs, and his muscles are swollen with sharp edges and corners, full of explosive power.
Although the weather is still cold, he is only wrapped in a simple fur, with his arms and chest exposed. His face has dark golden beard and hair, and from a distance he looks like a mature brown bear.
Surrounding the blazing bonfire in the middle of the stone house were crowds of barbarians dressed in various colors.
But they stared at the fire with their heads sullenly, without saying a word. They allowed the firelight to burn their faces all red.
After a while, when the strong man saw that no one had spoken, he immediately became even more angry and said: "Great Rohan, open your eyes and see what your descendants have become.
Now they all have a rabbit's tail growing out of the back of their heads..."
A barbarian with a wolf-headed hat stood up immediately and said displeasedly: "Hagrid the giant bear, it's not that we are timid, it's that we don't know whether what you said is true."
Patriarch Hagrid, nicknamed the Giant Bear, snorted angrily, crossed his arms over his shoulders, glared at the other party fiercely, and said: "Are you doubting my honesty? Billian, if I were in another place, I would screw up because of these words.
Get off your head.
Is the demise of Hudheim fake? Is the demise of Duqmheim fake? Is the demise of Lundheim fake?
The people who fled to me from Lundheim once told me personally that they were attacked by warriors who could not be killed no matter what.
By the time I led people there, all the people in Londheim had disappeared, not even the bodies of the dead.
I bet you haven't heard the same thing?
If you don’t take action, it will be your turn next.”
The clan leaders beside the bonfire looked at each other and nodded: they had all heard about the terrible tribe that suddenly appeared in the east.
That group of guys came out of nowhere and swept across the entire east with great tyranny, destroying countless tribes. This aroused their vigilance.
However, it is just a matter of vigilance.
Although those people were powerful, they did not show as powerful and majestic military power as the Ruman Empire.
In the face of an enemy as powerful as the Ruman Empire, these barbarians are aware of the crisis of their survival. Therefore, they can temporarily abandon their past prejudices and unite to fight the enemy together.
But if the enemy's power is not strong enough, they will naturally choose to deal with their neighbors first.
After all, no matter how powerful outsiders are, they cannot come to their homes, take away their cattle, steal their food, or abduct their wives and daughters. However, neighbors can do it easily.
Although Chief Hagrid is as strong as a brown bear, he is also as smart as a fox. And more importantly, he is also one of these chiefs, so he can naturally see through the little calculations in the minds of these similar people at a glance.
He glanced at everyone with contempt and said: "A bunch of pitiful fools. Do you know who they are?"
They are evil spirits sent by Demon King Zad~!
They turned living people into undead soldiers and drove the undead souls who could not rest in peace to fight for them.
Their ambition is bigger than the sky, and their goal is to wipe out the entire human race~!"
The clan leaders couldn't help but exchange uneasy looks.
Destroy the entire human race?
What a crazy ambition.
The human world population is as numerous as the stars in the sky.
Just a mere Ruman Empire has already overwhelmed the barbarians and left them breathless.
And such an empire is only one of many countries in the human world.
Their power is beyond the imagination of barbarians.
And those people actually want to destroy the entire human world.
Then how powerful must they be~!
Chief Hagrid continued: "And their first step is to eliminate all us barbarians~!
As a descendant of Rohan, I will never stand by and allow Zad's demons to appear in our land."
"It's not as scary as you said. Aren't we very safe now?" someone in the crowd asked softly.
"Safe? At the beginning, Hudheim, Dukulaheim, and Lundheim also thought they were safe.
Wake up, my brothers. Those demons are more terrifying than the Imperials.
I would rather stand and chat with an imperial pig than have those demons shake my hand."
"I can prove it." Another barbarian leader who had been silent stood up.
He had white hair, a stooped figure, and was only wearing a dirty robe. He looked old and dirty, and looked extremely weak among the barbarians who advocated force. But he opened his mouth.
All the barbarians in the room fell silent and looked at him seriously.
After all, among savages, it is quite difficult to live to such an old age. And being old also means that you have experienced many things, are rich in experience, and are cunning and cunning.
People like him are quite rare among savages who generally have low IQs and very little knowledge. In fact, they can be called wise men.
His old voice was like reciting the ancient epic of the barbarians, and he said faintly: "A month ago, I rescued a young man by the river. His body was as terrifying as if it had been bitten by wolves.
He told me that Aldheim has been occupied by demons, who capture us barbarians, poison them to death, and throw them into a black pool to become living skeletons to fight for them.
The devil has no emotions or consciousness, and will not spare any old man, woman, or even child.
He also said..."
The clan leader raised his head and scanned the compatriots in front of the bonfire, and said word by word: "They are coming."
This sentence seemed to be an ominous prophecy, and the hearts of the barbarians beside the fire sank.
"Where is that person?"
"Dead." The old patriarch shook his head and said regretfully: "May his soul rest beside Rohan.
After he said this to me, he died not long after. He said that he had a plague planted by the devil and asked me to burn him.
It was Rohan's heroic spirit that allowed him to persist for so long."
"You heard it." The giant bear Hagrid nodded respectfully to the old clan leader and said to himself: I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that you, an old guy who usually looks like a stickman, would actually join the Ruman people.
Hagrid waved his hands and said loudly: "They are going to walk out of Aldheim, kill us, imprison our souls, and turn our corpses into undead. Are you just waiting to die?"
The clan leaders beside the bonfire did not raise their heads. They were like clay sculptures, staring expressionlessly at the flames in front of them.
Until danger befalls them, they will not believe Hagrid's lies. Anyway, they are still far away from Aldheim, and at worst they can just run away as a family.
Hagrid saw that he had been talking for a long time, but everyone was still indifferent, and he couldn't help but sigh: These dogs are all masters who will not let go of the rabbit before they see the rabbit. They will never be tempted until they see the actual benefits.
Thinking of this, he coughed lightly, and then said nonchalantly: "Everyone, Aldheim has gathered all the wealth of other extinct tribes."
The eyes of the clan leaders suddenly lit up. At the same time, they thought about this. Not all the properties of the tribes that were not destroyed would fall into the hands of Aldheim.
If you capture Aldheim, everything there will be yours. And...
And Oldham is a city with many sturdy and windproof houses. If you live there, winter will no longer be as scary as before...
Hagrid patted his hairy and majestic chest hard and said: "I will lead all my warriors to attack Aldheim and destroy the devil Zad. Our tribe will not take any of the spoils, it is fair.
A share is given to each tribe that contributes.
If you are willing to come, I, Hagrid, will welcome you with open arms. If you are not willing to come, just run away for your life. I, Hagrid, will not laugh at you either."
"I'll go." The old patriarch was the first to respond. He said: "We Wulf sent three thousand soldiers, but I am already old. Let my son go in my place."
Hagrid bowed solemnly to the old patriarch and said: "Rohan will also praise Woolf's courage."
"I'll go too. There are too many terrible rumors. My people are so scared that they want to run away. I must take a look."
"I'll go too,"
"I'll go."
"Okay~!" Patriarch Hagrid nodded vigorously and said, "Let's set off now, bring your most elite warriors with you, and then we'll go meet those devils."
Hagrid strode out of the stone house and roared at the barbarian warriors gathered outside: "Let us kill Zad's devil Rohan~!"
The barbarian warriors who had been waiting for a long time raised their weapons high and chanted the battle slogan with all their strength.
"Rohan~!" The loud noise echoed in the valley, and the roars of thousands of people shook the snow on the cliff, followed by the sound of "rumbling" avalanches.
After taking the oath, the barbarians formed a scattered formation and headed east.
The other clan leaders looked at each other, stood up one after another, and strode out of the house.
Although they are not very smart people, they have unparalleled instincts in the face of the severe tests of nature. They know clearly that the enemy is so powerful. Since they have decided to fight, they must naturally join forces and fight fiercely.
Hit one of their guys.
With so many barbarians gathered together, this is the battle with the best chance of victory.
If you lose this opportunity, you will never have such an opportunity to fight in the future.
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"Papa papa..." The anxious footsteps sounded in the deep Demon Temple, which was particularly harsh in the silent temple, alarming the lich Herod who was meditating with his eyes closed.
The green light in Lich Herod's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in a dry and hoarse voice: "What happened?"
The dark mage who walked in quickly stopped, lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Lord, we found a large group of barbarians coming from the west. "Huh?" Herod was silent for a moment and said: "Yes.
Many people?”
"Tens of thousands," the dark mage estimated. Then he shook his head. He revised his answer and said, "No, tens of thousands."
Herod couldn't help but frown: There was a big difference between the two numbers 'tens of thousands' and 'tens of thousands'. This shows how unprofessional the scout in front of him was.
But he is not demanding. After all, the other party is a dark mage, and his expertise is extremely inappropriate. It is already commendable that he can understand the difference between "tens of thousands" and "tens of thousands".
You know, if you put a group of people there, even he would have a hard time telling whether those people are "tens of thousands" or "tens of thousands".
He murmured: "Tens of thousands of barbarians? Ha. I went to look for them, but they came to me on their own. This is a good thing."
The dark mage said anxiously: "Lord, what should we do?"
"Gather some people together and practice with them." Herod said calmly, as if explaining a small matter.
Then the bell in the Demon Temple rang, spreading throughout Aldheim. In less than ten breaths, all the dark mages gathered in the Demon Temple, and the Goblin Silver Light was also among them.
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Yin Guang hid at the end of the team, looking at the dark mage watching beside him, secretly guessing what happened.
Yin Guang wanted to see some clues from the dark mages' eyes, but found that these dark mages were just as confused as he was.
"Have you been exposed? Impossible. The Lich would not put up such a big battle just to catch a little spy of his. The Ruman people come to attack? This is even more impossible. The Ruman people have not spread their wings."
Yin Guang thought about various possibilities in his mind, and even considered whether Lord Lorraine led a large group of old priests in white robes and white beards to fight.
The lich Herod walked out holding his bone staff. He glanced at the black heads in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. The efficiency of the dark mages in transforming undead soldiers was very good. Now all the undead in Aldheim are dead.
It's them who control it.
Herod pointed to the west and said in a hoarse voice: "Tens of thousands of barbarians have appeared in the west, maybe tens of thousands, but no matter what, those dirty and stupid barbarians are coming to us anyway.
Go and deal with them~!" There were no passionate slogans or loud oaths. All the dark mages bowed silently, turned around and walked out.
The goblin silver light was wrapped in the crowd and followed their footsteps out of the Demon Temple. Then the dark mages took off into the air and flew to different places.
When Yin Guang was confused about where to go, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and he was dragged towards the city gate of Aldheim.
Silver Light looked up and saw that it was Flint.
Flint only said "Follow me" and quickly climbed up the city wall with the goblin.
Standing high and looking out, the valley in front of Oldham is silent. A small river flows through the valley. The snow on the sunny side melts, revealing the gray stone ground on the ground. There is no trace of any living thing.
Herod and several lichs then fell from the sky and landed in front of Flint and Silver Light. One of the lichs raised his face slightly, as if smelling the cold wind, then grinned and said: "I
It smells like a stranger."
"Fresh soul, fresh blood." Herod seemed to be preparing for a feast.
The lichs seemed to be preparing to watch the bloody performance of the gladiators, with cruel smiles on their faces.
Goblin Yinguang was still wondering, where on earth was this person? Looking around, there were all bare rocks.
At this time, on the mountain peak opposite Oldham, a dark shadow appeared on the snow line of the peak. They paused for a moment, and then jumped off the mountain.
These moving black shadows rushed down from the peak line in a steady stream, heading straight towards Aldheim.
As the distance got closer and closer, Yinguang heard the unique shouts of the barbarians as they charged along with the cold wind.
"Loha, Loha..."
The sound became clearer from a slight sound, and the silver light also saw clearly the barbarians who had been killed. Their number was no less than ten thousand, and there were still people who continued to cross the mountain peaks and join the battlefield in the valley. I don’t know how many more people would join.
Come in.
The wilderness in front of Aldheim is full of barbarian figures, wrapped in simple furs and holding crude weapons in their hands.
Yin Guang stared at the howling barbarian with wide eyes, a look of regret on his face, and said in his heart: "Don't come over, don't come over, you will die."
The shouts became louder and louder, and the barbarians in the vanguard were only a short distance away from the city gate.
Herod sneered, waved his hand and said, "Now that you're here, don't even go back."
Then he waved his hand and said: "Let's get started."
The lichs dodged, left the city wall, and disappeared into the city of Aldheim.
Flintra pulled the goblin and said: "If you don't want to die, just follow me."
The city gate of Oldham opened, revealing the straight street behind the city gate.
When the barbarians rushed to the city gate, they stopped in surprise and wandered around the city gate.
There was no one on the road and no one could be seen on the buildings. The whole city was as quiet as a ghost town.
This was the first time for the barbarians to see such a strange thing. On their way to charge, they clearly saw people on the tower. However, when they arrived, they all disappeared.
While the barbarian warriors hesitated, behind them, Hagrid and other clan leaders stopped on the hillside to watch the battle.
"What a majestic city~!" someone couldn't help but exclaimed.
The barbarians, who had never thought of building a city, were amazed by its magnificence and neatness when they first saw Aldheim.
"How many people can be in this city?" Chief Hagrid asked in a daze.
"Fifty thousand, no, one hundred thousand~!"
"I think two hundred thousand is possible."
Patriarch Hagrid nodded and said: "Twenty thousand people, the plundered wealth of two hundred thousand barbarians are all in it."
The clan leaders cheered up like a shot of chicken blood. Two hundred thousand barbarians and more than fifty tribesmen and their property were in the city in front of them.
As long as it is defeated, one's wealth and population will increase dramatically. Faced with this temptation, no one can calm down.
But some people were unmoved and said: "We Woolf don't want any wealth."
Just when others lamented that the young patriarch's brain was burned out, they said leisurely: "We only need this city."
"You think so beautifully~!"
"Condominium management must belong to everyone."
"Agree, joint management, and use this place as the capital of our barbarians."
Hagrid stopped their quarrel and said: "My tribe doesn't want anything. As for the spoils, let's just win this battle."
"What the hell, why are our people not moving at the door?"
The chiefs found their warriors lingering in front of the city gate.
Sharp-eyed, he noticed the empty city wall, laughed loudly, and shouted: "They didn't close the city gate. Those cowards were scared away by us, hurry up and rush in."
"Come in. Rush in~!"
Under the loud urging of the patriarchs from behind, the brave barbarians stepped over the walls of Aldheim and rushed onto the streets of the city with shouts.
They smashed open every building and searched every room, but found nothing. The city was empty as if it had never been inhabited. Even the gloomy temple in the city was empty.
Feeling deceived, the barbarians angrily knocked down the idol and smashed the altar.
It wasn't until they rushed through most of the city that they finally found their compatriots in a simple shack.
These barbarians living in Aldheim all fell to the ground at this moment, lying or lying motionless on the cold ground, as if they were dead.
A barbarian warrior stepped forward and pulled up his compatriot. He looked at the other person as if he was asleep, shook them vigorously, and urged: "Wake up, wake up, tell me where the treasure is?"
A man next to him reached out to touch their necks, shook his head and said, "It's useless, they're dead."
"I am x", the soldier cursed, threw away the dead barbarian in his hand, clapped his hands and said repeatedly: "It's bad luck, bad luck."
Move on to find the next person.
The pushed down barbarian corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and his eyes had turned a turbid yellow-green color. Then the long-dead corpse moved its arms and legs clumsily, struggling to stand up from the ground.
After seeing the horrified eyes of his comrades, the soldier suddenly turned around and saw the person he judged to be a corpse staring at him with withered eyes.
The barbarian warrior said happily: "It's great that you are still alive. I tell you to run away..."
At this time, the opponent suddenly pounced forward, hugged the barbarian warrior's neck and bit it hard.
"Ah~!" The shrill scream alerted all the barbarian warriors.
When they gathered towards the place where the sound came from, they found that people lying down were constantly getting up from the ground, or walking out of the knocked down shacks.
These people stagger and move like stiff puppets, but once they get close to a living barbarian warrior, they will suddenly pounce on them and bite them.
But when the soldiers used their swords to kill these monsters, they found that they could not be killed. Even if their hands and feet were cut off, these monsters would persist in crawling toward them.
"It's Zad's devil~!" the soldiers shouted in panic.
"They can't kill you, so run away."
The savages were not afraid of living enemies, but were afraid of this immortal monster. They screamed in panic and scrambled to flee backwards.
When they followed the way in and tried to escape from this ghost town, they found that the city gate was tightly closed. Thousands of barbarians like them were guarding the gate, with bright weapons in their hands pointed at them.
The originally empty streets were now crowded with dense crowds, who faced the barbarian warriors in silence.
With a "chirp" sound, like a ghost screaming, the monsters surrounding the barbarian warriors rushed up from all sides.
Oldham's was engulfed in shadow.
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