It had been more than a month since Roddy's team set off.
The journey to the north had been rather smooth so far. After leaving Eiffta, the team first followed the main road to the east of the kingdom, passing through three parishes before turning north. The teams they encountered along the way were basically sporadic mercenaries and merchant caravans. From beginning to end, they didn't see any bandits who dared to rob them. After all, it was still a "peaceful year," and there weren't many bandits who dared to rob an elite troop of a hundred people.
The team maintained a constant forward speed, meticulously executing the marching plan on Roddy's "plan." As the journey got further, the scenery on both sides of the road gradually changed.
The differences in language, living habits, and food made these "country bumpkins" feel strange. After staying in the northwest of the kingdom for a long time, many soldiers who had never left Eiffta in their lives secretly sighed at what they saw in front of them when they came to the prosperous central region.
In contrast, Natha was even more special. This was the first time she had completely left her hometown, and she was always tense. She didn't have a good night's sleep. Roddy had chatted with her a few times, but Natha's personality as a "conversation terminator" made it impossible for him to communicate with her. Fortunately, after leaving the last town of the trip, her condition finally improved.
Roddy thought about it and finally came to a conclusion: These people in front of him didn't have the curiosity and passion of an "explorer." They were generally "conservative," and living a stable life in a familiar land was basically the wish of most people.
There might be people like Columbus, but in this era … they could only be seen as heretics.
Such a thought made him anxious, but then Roddy also understood that it was a groundless worry, so he put aside his thoughts and quietly hurried on.
The North Peak was inaccessible, and the peak was more than five thousand meters above sea level. Fortunately, the terrain wasn't complicated, and the team's speed was still in line with expectations. As time passed, the scenery on both sides gradually changed from green pines and cypresses to low vegetation. The soldiers would occasionally sigh at the clouds floating under their feet, but these gossips soon disappeared due to the lack of oxygen brought about by the elevation.
At noon on the 22nd of September, the team arrived at the entrance of the "Bravehearts Corridor" in the North Peak.
The Bravehearts' Corridor was the name given by the players in year 591. Before that, the passage connecting the warm world and the glacial plains was unknown. One of the main reasons why Roddy came here this time was to open up this "corridor" just like the Players did back then.
The procession, after a short rest, began to march. As the wagons could not get in, the goods had to be carried by pack-horses. As the horses had not died, they had rested well, and so the soldiers had hitherto been under little strain.
"Light the torch. If bats or other creatures appear, don't panic. Squat down and stay still!"
The sergeant repeated the things Roddy had warned him about over and over again. Sodelor led his horse to the middle of the group. Walking side by side with Roddy, he looked ahead and asked curiously, "How cold is it on the other side of the mountain range?"
"At this time of year, the temperature there is equivalent to Efta's deep winter."
Roddy pointed at the cloak on his body. "So we have to achieve our goals as soon as possible. If we delay until December, the temperature will be unbearable for ordinary people …"
He turned around and did not forget to remind Akasha to wear warm clothes. But Sodelor was obviously worried about something else. He pointed to the front and continued to ask, "Those Barbarians … Do we really have to make contact with them?"
The "plan" mentioned that Roddy had to make contact with the natives of the ice field. Sodelor had always been cautious about this.
"If we don't make contact with them, we can't guarantee our logistics."
As Rody walked, he briefly explained the background of the Ice Field. "The barbarians have lived here for hundreds of years. They know how to survive in that kind of extreme environment. However, it is difficult for us to rely on this small amount of supplies to support our return. So we have to build a good relationship with them so that everything can go smoothly.
"As for the solution … Do you see those special knives? Metal weapons were priceless treasures to them. Just give them something, and our food will be guaranteed. "
Sodelor did not quite understand Roddy's thinking. He frowned and whispered, "Are they trustworthy? Aren't they afraid that the blades will be pointed at us if we give the Barbarians weapons? "
"If there are only Barbarians on the glacial plains, then this method definitely won't work." Roddy smiled. "But … have you heard of snow monsters?"
Not only Sodelor, but even Akasha and Natha were curious about what it was. They all turned to look.
"There is another kind of … Uh, 'human-like creatures' living on the ice field. They are more barbaric and powerful than Orcs, but also more stupid. Their foraging skills are very weak, so they can only ask for food from the Barbarians … or use the Barbarians as rations. "
Sodelor nodded and quickly sorted out his thoughts. He did not ask any more questions. Akasha, on the other hand, became interested. She leaned over and asked, "Will we encounter snow monsters?"
"Basically, they won't. The Barbarian Tribe's combat strength is very strong. In order to resist the cold and find enough food, their physiques are stronger than all of us. Basically, only the Barbarians who are alone will be caught and eaten by the Snow Monsters. Three Barbarian Tribe soldiers can definitely kill the Snow Monsters head-on. Once we get out of the Bravehearts Corridor, we will be in the Barbarians' territory. The snow monsters will not dare to come here. "
Roddy was very familiar with this. After all, he had learned his "Berserker" secondary profession from the Barbarian mentor. He had completed a series of profession advancement quests in the glacial plains. In terms of familiarity, he was more than enough to be a tour guide in the glacial plains.
"You know a lot."
Akasha was amazed. She moved closer to Roddy because the temperature was getting colder. Natha glanced at them, pursed her lips, and continued to maintain her silence.
It took three hours to cross the mountain range. After resting and eating to replenish their energy, the team finally made it out of the hidden valley before sunset. The moment they stepped out of the dark cave, almost every soldier let out a gasp of surprise …
Everything in front of them was white.
Thousands of years of accumulated snow had turned the northern plain of the North Peak Mountain into a world of white. Although it was almost sunset, the afterglow of the sun was still unusually dazzling because of the reflection of the snow. This caused the soldiers to cover their eyes after their exclamation of admiration, trying to adapt to the dazzling scene.
Sodelor narrowed his eyes. He was about to give the order to reorganize the team, but a sudden noise made him suddenly alert.
"Reconnaissance team, investigate the situation and report back!"
As soon as he gave the order, Natha had already rushed to the top of the cliff. Because the eyes of the Wood Elves were different from those of humans, she adapted to the light much faster. At this time, with just a glance, Natha raised her hand and pointed below the team. "There are people over there!"
"Roar!"
As soon as her voice fell, a muffled roar made the movement of the soldiers freeze.
Roddy hurriedly rushed a few steps forward. When he looked down, his originally calm face revealed an undisguised astonishment.
"That's not right …"
Sodelor followed behind. He had already drawn his longsword and was ready to fight, but after seeing the scene in front of him, he was also a little confused. "What … is this situation?"
Dozens of meters away, four humans in animal skins were running desperately. Beside them were two people lying unconscious on the ground. It seemed that they had been attacked and were running away. And these people's tall bodies, strong bodies, and dark brown hair proved that they were undoubtedly the "Barbarians" of the Glacier Plains …
But what puzzled Roddy was that these Barbarians, who all had the potential to change profession to "Berserker", were actually being chased by a snow monster.
"Roddy, didn't you say that their combat strength is very strong?"
Akasha also came to Roddy's side. Looking down, she asked curiously, "Or … is it something very terrifying that is chasing them?"
"That is a snow monster." Roddy raised his hand and pointed at the less than two meters tall, covered in white fur, roaring as it chased after the Barbarians. "This is the most ordinary snow monster …"
How was it ordinary? This was simply a trash snow monster! In his memory, the most ordinary snow monster was 2.3 meters tall! This guy, who was 1.9 meters tall, was probably a second-class cripple among the snow monsters. However, this guy had actually beaten up the six barbarians and forced them to run away?
Roddy felt as if he had been slapped in the face by his own words. He had just said in front of a group of people how strong the Barbarians were and how weak the snow monsters were. In the end, when he came out, he saw a thin and weak snow monster chasing a group of Barbarian warriors …
What happened to the three Barbarians beating up the snow monsters?
With Roddy's prestige, the group of people around him almost all obeyed him. But the current situation made Akasha, Sodelor, and even Natha look at him strangely. Their faces were full of "why is this not in the script" expressions.
"Uh … this … there must be a reason. Natha, Akasha, help them get rid of that snow monster. That way, it will be easier for us to interact with these Barbarians."
Roddy tried to keep his tone as serious as possible, but his heart was beating like a drum. These Barbarians' levels were not low. Even if they rushed up and tore the snow monster apart with their bare hands, they would be able to kill it. Why are they running?
He stood there frowning in thought. Beside him, Natha's arrow had already shot out. At the same time, holy light from the sky fell on the injured Barbarian. The battle immediately changed because of the two people's participation.
The snow monster's arm was shot by Natha. It let out a strange cry and stopped foolishly to check what was missing from its arm. In the end, it became a standard target and was immediately shot through the throat by a second arrow …
The snow monster clutched its neck and fell to the ground in pain. Then, it gradually stopped twitching.
The injured Barbarian stood up in surprise because of the healing spell. Not far away, those who were running away gradually stopped. Their eyes stared at the snow monster that had been shot to death. For a moment, they did not even dare to approach it.
"They're like a pack of frightened wild dogs."
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