Roddy looked around at the barbarians and continued, "But Chief Avala is not feeling well and needs to rest for the next few days."
As he spoke, he raised his arm, and a few old hunters who wanted to enter the house were immediately stopped by the soldiers. They clearly realized that things were not so simple, but now that there was no leader present, these barbarians who were used to obeying could not be forceful even if they wanted to.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! "
"That's mine!"
The noise came from afar. The barbarians who were fighting for food and weapons did not seem to notice what was happening here. Sodelor led the soldiers to seal off the area. Akasha and the soldiers entered the house to give the three barbarians who had been seriously injured some simple medical treatment. The hunters who wanted to approach were pushed far away. Only Irwin still did not understand the situation. He stupidly shouted at Roddy, "Chief Avala wanted to harm you last night!"
Roddy stopped in his tracks and looked at him with some surprise. Then he nodded. "He told me this just now. I have decided to forgive him."
With that, he continued walking forward, leaving Irwin confused and thinking about everything that had just happened.
*****
A day later, the leader of the barbarian village, Avala, appeared in front of his tribesmen with bandages.
He gathered everyone in the village and said solemnly, "After careful consideration, I think … the snow monsters must be driven away. Otherwise, we will not be able to survive this winter."
Avala obviously did not mean what he said, but when he saw Roddy standing at the side with a smile, his broken ribs seemed to ache faintly. Helpless, he swallowed and continued to repeat the 'counterattack plan' that Roddy had made him memorize.
Although it was the leader who had spoken, the call to counterattack the snow monsters did not get any response. These barbarians were already used to avoiding the snow monsters. Every one of them looked away, and it was impossible to tell that they had any desire to fight.
"I know what you are thinking, but this Baron Roddy … will lead his team to help us!"
Only when this was said did someone below look up. Their originally numb eyes showed some hope.
"We have new weapons and reinforcements. The snow monsters are no longer a threat!"
After saying that with a stiff expression, the crowd gradually dispersed. Avalon, on the other hand, stayed there obediently. After Rody nodded, Avalon returned to his house under the 'protection' of Sodelor and two other soldiers.
Roddy had never thought that he would use this method to control the tribe. It did not feel good to foster a puppet, because it always reminded him of some unpleasant memories of his "motherland". But the plan could not keep up with the changes. At the moment, everything was not bad: at least Roddy did not do anything to kill or oppress. All his methods so far had been peaceful, and no one had died from beginning to end.
Sodelor did not feel anything about this. In this era, Rody's methods were much 'cleaner' compared to those of the nobles. There was no genocide, no indiscriminate killing of the innocent, a carrot to buy the hearts of the people, and a stick to intimidate the leader. These unintelligent barbarians were easily in his hands … He felt that it was good that these fellows were stupid. At least when they were kept in the dark, they would not be in a bad mood.
The villagers did not think that Alwala's words did not mean what he said. They were still immersed in the joy of food and weapons supplies, and were quite friendly to the soldiers. They even took the initiative to clean up warm rooms for them to stay in …
Roddy did not know whether to call them simple or stupid. There was some inexplicable emotion in his heart. When he was schemed against by Alwala, he wanted nothing more than to flatten these barbarians. But in the face of reality, he could only choose to compromise.
"What's the next plan? Are we really going to help them fight the snow monsters? "
After Alwala was locked up, Sodelor asked Roddy as he exercised his arms.
"I didn't expect the snow monsters here to be a problem, so it's necessary to clean them up …" Roddy squinted at the distant hillside and the sparse vegetation on the icy plains. "But … I was thinking of 'establishing diplomatic relations', not invading. Sigh."
Sodelor did not understand Roddy's inexplicable emotion, but he did not express any opinion. He only confirmed the strategic direction and went to arrange for the team to set off.
At noon that day, two small teams set off on the expedition to expel the snow monsters. Each team was made up of five barbarian hunters and about twenty battle-hardened soldiers. Sodelor led one team, while Natha and Akasha led the other. The team of about fifty people quickly disappeared into the vast snowy plains.
It was not difficult to deal with the snow monsters. Moreover, there was no need to worry since the Generals were there. That was why Rody and the sappers stayed in the village. When they had nothing to do, they would stroll around the village and chat with the villagers in a Northern accent. They looked completely harmless and created a friendly and harmonious atmosphere.
Five days passed quickly, and the two teams returned to the village on time. At the same time, they brought good news that excited the barbarians: the snow monsters had been easily dealt with, and the hunting area had been restored by more than forty percent.
The large amount of prey they brought back made the villagers feel even more at ease. Looking at the piles of meat, they became even more respectful of these "short" warriors.
And this was only the beginning of all of Roddy's plans.
Alwala was under house arrest in disguise. At first, some of the people in the tribe were suspicious and even hostile towards Roddy. But seeing the results, their attitudes had unknowingly changed …
Under such harsh living conditions, being able to eat was already a difficult thing. All these years, they had to go on a diet to barely survive. Malnutrition was almost a common phenomenon. But within a week of Roddy's arrival, everyone had enough meat to eat. The contrast between the two living conditions was too great. Between "loyalty to the leader" and "a life without hunger", they naturally chose the latter.
Thus, Alwala's authority was gradually eroded. When Roddy's team set off for the second time, the barbarian hunters were obviously much more enthusiastic. Young hunters like Erwin were even more eager to sign up, fighting to see the bravery of this group of regular soldiers.
Roddy was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he decided to agree and double the proportion of barbarians in the team.
Wind and snow filled the sky. Time passed, and the team set off again and again to eliminate the snow monsters. Meanwhile, Roddy sat in the warm stone house, writing down the integrated information on parchment. He constantly analyzed the number and distribution of the snow monsters, and carefully compared it with the data in his memory.
A month later, the snow that swept the entire ice field made the temperature even colder. The team that returned for the fourth time had successfully completed their target and began to rest and reorganize according to the plan. So far, more than ten yeti tribes near the tribe had been wiped out, and the hunting area within a radius of ten kilometers had been completely recovered.
In the past, winter was always filled with a bleak atmosphere, but this year, the barbarian village was extremely festive. Frozen reindeer, wild boar, and all kinds of meat were piled up in the ice cellar used to store food. Although there were more than a hundred "outsiders" in the village, their food reserves were more than three times the previous year's. At the very least, there was more than enough to eat until next spring.
Roddy, who was good at controlling the atmosphere, organized a celebration. The barbarians, young and old, and the soldiers slaughtered the reindeer and sheep, singing and dancing. At the same time, he issued an order: from now on, the team would no longer participate in the elimination of the snow monsters, but would enter the snowfield to explore. If there were barbarians willing to join the team, they would be rewarded with high-quality weapons and armor.
This was the second step of the plan: local recruitment.
The weapons that were given to the Barbarian Race previously were crudely made and crude. In other words, they were "trial versions". Free items were ultimately inferior. After following the team and observing the battles for a long time, the Barbarian Race naturally understood the difference between the weapons in their hands and those "high-quality weapons".
Humans were greedy. The barbarians, who were warlike to begin with, could not restrain their desire for weapons. So, when the news spread, the first batch of twenty people was immediately snatched up.
A month ago, they were full of hostility, but now they were eager to sign up. The barbarians' attitude had changed greatly. But when he thought about it carefully, it all made perfect sense. Looking at the barbarians who were elated because they were selected, Sodelor counted the chain of traps that Roddy had set for them and could not help but sigh inwardly.
"Speaking of which … these barbarians have a good foundation. That Erwin is very talented, and the others have much more potential than Callun and the other farmers. If they are sent as infantry, I'm afraid the orcs will not have much of an advantage. "
Sodelor was used to being an instructor. He had a desire to train everyone. But Roddy laughed at the side. "Otherwise, why do you think I brought more than a hundred people here? In half a year, I hope that the number of barbarian soldiers under your command … will exceed five hundred. "
"But this village has a total of …" Sodelor paused mid-sentence. He then looked at the mountains in the west. "I understand."
*****
In the midst of the wind and snow, a wounded snow monster was struggling to walk in the forest.
The wound on its abdomen was extremely serious, and a section of its intestines was even hanging out. It had long been frozen in the -30 degrees Celsius temperature. Blood dripped. After running more than ten kilometers away from the battlefield, the sturdy snow monster finally could not hold on any longer and fell into the depths of the forest with a thud.
A group of snow wolves smelled the blood and surrounded it. They circled around it with vigilant eyes and slowly approached the dying snow monster. After confirming that the other party was not a threat, the leader of the wolves called for his companions to swarm forward, excitedly preparing to enjoy this "feast."
The snow monster could not resist and could only watch as the beasts approached. But just as the sharp teeth were about to bite its throat, the trees in the forest shook for a moment …
The snow wolves froze for a moment, then immediately turned and fled into the distance, whimpering. The snow monster, who was on the verge of death, opened its eyes wide and tried to turn over. It crawled forward as if it had heard some kind of summoning. But not long after, the heavily injured snow monster finally stopped moving and stiffened on the path it was crawling on.
The strange ripples in the air lasted for a while before slowly disappearing. The startled birds gradually returned to the trees. The snow was still falling, and the wind was still howling. Everything returned to normal.
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