To Roddy and the others, the battle that took place on the snowy ground was rather comical.
The ferocious Snow Monster was killed with two arrows. Nata, who was holding a longbow in her hand, stood there quietly after confirming that the enemy was dead. Compared to those barbarians who were scared witless, she looked like a lone shadow. The contrast was too big.
Akasha did not continue to move forward after casting the theurgy. She looked at these guys in primitive clothes, and her heart was quite curious.
Although they were all humans, the barbarians were obviously taller than the people of the Kallon Kingdom. They were generally strong, had thick limbs, and had thick beards. They did seem to fit the definition of "strong warriors". However, after careful observation, Akasha realized that although they looked intimidating, they did not have any "aura" at all.
Although all of them held weapons in their hands, their eyes were filled with fear and fear.
They soon discovered Akasha and Natha, and then they noticed Roddy, Sodelor, and the others above. The barbarian who seemed to be the leader took a few steps forward as if he wanted to communicate with Roddy and the others. However, the six warriors hesitantly took a few steps back after his companion said a few words. Then, they turned around and prepared to leave.
Roddy frowned deeply … In his impression, the reason why the 'barbarians' were called 'barbarians' was not only because of their primitive way of life, but also because of their 'radical' way of dealing with problems.
If the barbarians were the kind of people who would run away at the sight of strangers, they would have starved to death on the glacial plains long ago.
"What now?"
Sodelor sheathed his sword and said.
"I'm going to check the Snow Monster's corpse to see if there's anything unusual. You have the authority to use the team. Just cooperate with me at any time."
Roddy took a few steps forward and noticed that another group of barbarians had appeared not far away. They met the six people who were about to leave and stopped to talk. The new team's equipment was also crude, but the leader looked quite young.
Roddy saw that they were pointing at him, but he wasn't interested in taking the initiative to talk to them. He squatted next to the snow monster and focused on it.
"It's not an elite monster, nor is it a boss. Why?"
He muttered a few words and then heard the increasingly fierce quarrel not far away. When he raised his head, Roddy saw the scene of the young leader punching the "deserter" to the ground.
After that, this guy looked at Roddy, tightened the leather shoulder guard on his body, and walked over with two one-handed stone axes on his back.
The young barbarian leader did not grow a beard. His 2.1-meter height did not give off the feeling of an electric pole because of his well-proportioned muscles. His gaze was confident, and his steps were steady. Roddy raised his eyebrows and sighed in relief.
This was the Barbarian Tribe in his mind!
"Hello, friend from the Ice Plains."
Before the other party could speak, Rody had already greeted him in the barbarian's' Zatu language '. Rody's pure greeting surprised the other party. He could not help but ask, "You can speak our language?"
Then, he came to his senses and rubbed his head as he continued, "Thank you for saving my men. I heard what happened. They shouldn't have escaped, so I punished them."
The Zatu language was more primitive, and its vocabulary was not precise, so the meaning it conveyed was simpler. Roddy was not proficient in the language, but ordinary communication was enough. He looked at the man with a swollen cheek and said, "Perhaps he has some misunderstandings about us. It doesn't matter."
Then, he pointed to his chest and said, "My name is Roddy, and I come from the other side of the North Peak Mountain Range. This is my team."
"Ervin, Ervin of Bada."
The structure of the barbarians was similar to that of the Orcs. Due to the harsh climate and sparsely populated land, they did not have a fixed town. They were scattered across the land in groups, and "Bada" was clearly the name of one of the tribes.
Roddy had been to the "Bada" tribe before, but he had no impression of the barbarian warrior in front of him. Curious, he struck up a conversation with the other party. Because he understood the temperament of the barbarians, Roddy became familiar with the other party after a few words. He also mentioned to Ervin that he wished to meet the barbarian leader.
"Go back with us? No problem, but I have to remind you that this road is very dangerous! "
Ervin pointed to the foot of the mountain. "It's not safe from here all the way to Bada. You and your companions must be careful!"
"And we have to hurry back as soon as possible. After the sun sets, it will be very cold here!"
"No problem."
Roddy rubbed his ears. Ervin's voice was too loud, and it sounded like he was quarreling. His eardrums were a little uncomfortable when he was close to him. But the northern races were basically like this, so Roddy had to adapt even if he was not used to it.
After a few conversations, Ervin began to lead the team forward. Roddy walked side by side with Akasha and the others at the back. Sodelor tugged at the laces of his cloak and asked in a low voice, "They agreed so readily?"
"Compared to the snow monsters, they are clearly more willing to deal with us." Roddy shrugged and curled his lips. "Of course, the main reason is that they are too naive and do not know the truth of the dangers of the world."
This was not a simple joke. To put it bluntly, the barbarians were "thick-skinned." Once they trusted someone, they would not consider the risk of being "deceived."
Sodelor was skeptical. He looked at the tall warriors in front of him and did not know what to think. Roddy supported Akasha with one hand and recalled all kinds of information about the "Bada" tribe in his mind.
The road down the mountain was not easy to walk. As the last bit of light from the setting sun disappeared, the temperature in the surroundings, which was not high to begin with, seemed to suddenly drop. Fortunately, the soldiers were prepared. After putting on thick, warm furs, the team's speed was not affected much.
Ervin walked in front with two axes on his back. His subordinates looked back from time to time, curiously discussing the combat power of these unfamiliar soldiers. The two teams maintained a distance of about 30 meters, one in front and one behind.
Occasionally, when they stopped to rest, Roddy would send someone to bring some food and water to Ervin. The barbarian leader did not act pretentiously and quickly accepted the food and then distributed it to his own soldiers.
This was not greed, because in the icy plains, missing a meal could be fatal.
"That's not right …"
After the team walked for an hour, Roddy suddenly stopped and looked around. In his memory, the "Bada" should be in this area, but why was it empty?
He looked around in confusion to confirm that his judgment was correct, but he could not see any signs of people living here. The buildings and villages in his memory seemed to have never appeared.
This unexpected situation made Roddy feel a little vexed. At this moment, the warning sound of the Whistling Arrow instantly broke the silence of the night.
"Enemy attack!"
As soon as she said that, Akasha, who was riding on the horse, immediately began to cast the "Holy Light Spell." Golden light suddenly bloomed, and on the snowy plains that were as bright as day, a few running shadows immediately appeared at the side and rear of the team.
Roddy turned his head and saw three snow monsters in the distance approaching the team with strange cries.
This discovery did not make Roddy nervous. He only felt puzzled. Why are there snow monsters here? Isn't this the hinterland of the "Bada" tribe? Could it be that their territory doesn't even extend here?
While he was lost in thought about this question, the entire team suddenly stopped at Sodelor's command. The soldiers picked up their shields and held them in front and back, preparing to receive the attack.
But before the snow monsters could rush to the front of the team, Natha, who was standing at the edge of the team, shot eight arrows in a row. As the light of the second "Holy Light Spell" gradually faded, she slowly lowered her longbow.
In the distance, the three snow monsters all fell to the ground.
The lingering sounds of wailing and struggling echoed on the snowy plains. Erwin, who had just confirmed the location of the snow monsters, stopped in his tracks and slowly inhaled.
"Continue forward!"
Sodelor swept his cold gaze across the snow monsters' corpses and waved his hand to give the order. The next moment, the cavalry team that was ready to attack immediately retracted from the side, and the shield-wielding soldiers returned their weapons to the side of their saddles. The formation changed, and the front and back coordinated. This series of movements was quiet and orderly, causing the group of barbarians in front to stare blankly.
The corpses of the three snow monsters lay in the distance, like trash that had been casually thrown away.
Erwin gulped and felt his hand holding the axe handle turn cold. He wasn't afraid of the snow monsters, but that didn't mean he could easily finish the battle against three snow monsters.
This sudden interlude caused the team's atmosphere to change slightly. Erwin's gaze flickered with some complicated emotions, but when he looked back at his subordinates who were full of reverence, he sighed. He put the axe on his back again and continued to advance on the snowy ground, one step at a time.
Just like this, the team continued to advance for three hours. Roddy finally saw a village in the valley between the mountains.
Although it was called a "village," it was actually dozens of low stone houses of different shapes. In order to keep warm, the barbarian stone houses were covered with seven or eight layers of animal skin and excrement. Although they looked ugly, they could maintain sufficient temperature in the bitter cold.
"Roddy, is there a problem there?"
Akasha tugged at the scarf wrapped around her neck and turned her head to ask, "I saw that you didn't look too good along the way."
"Something's not right. The plan may need to be changed."
Roddy frowned at everything in front of him and muttered, "Why is there such a big difference … I've never heard of such a thing."
He looked at the map. If the territory of the "Barda" tribe had shrunk to such an extent, then the entire barbarian territory was probably less than 40% of what he remembered!
This was a situation that Roddy hadn't expected. It wasn't that he hadn't considered the effects of the time difference, but in his memory, the barbarian territory hadn't changed since 590. How could there be such a big difference in just one year?
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