"Bang!"
The Northern Barbarian Bandits that charged at them were immediately knocked down. Then, a battle flag was raised in the middle of the caravan. There was a shield and a strange spear on the flag, and a fierce Ice Quetzalcoatlus on the shield. It was the flag of the Northern Citadel.
After seeing this flag, there seemed to be some commotion among the remaining bandits. It was obvious that someone had recognized this flag.
"It's the Orc Slayers! They're the caravan of the Northern Citadel!"
Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise among the Bandits. The Northern Citadel's reputation in the Northern Wastelands could be said to have repelled all evil. After discovering that the caravan was from the Northern Citadel, the Northern Citadel soldiers seemed to be frightened. Seeing these Bandits make such an obvious mistake, the soldiers of the Northern Citadel would not miss this opportunity.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, they rushed up. Suhlen didn't even need to fight. The soldiers under his command just charged and scattered the Bandits. Then, they were defeated. Many Bandits even threw down their weapons and chose to surrender. Of course, there were also some Bandits who wanted to fight to the end. In the end, they were killed by hand axes and javelins.
The whole battle lasted for a long time. It didn't take more than half an hour from the beginning to the end. These Northern Barbarian Bandits, who had more than 200 Bandits, were completely defeated. Except for a few dozen who died, most of the rest were taken captive. Some even ran away as fast as they could.
"Take them to the interrogation room."
Suhlen waved his hand and let two drows in to interrogate the captives. "I want to know how these Bandits targeted us, and where is their nest?"
"The rest of you, clean up the battlefield, collect the spoils, and repair the damaged carriages."
"Yes, sir," the Barbarian captain said respectfully, then began to order the others to clean up the battlefield.
These Northern Barbarian Bandits' equipment was average. Their weapons could only be reforged, and they didn't have any decent armor. Their fur was not bad, but it looked too dirty. The corpses also needed to be buried. In addition, these captives also needed to be escorted back.
The drows' interrogation was very efficient. A few screams came from the captives from time to time. After about a few minutes, the two drows in charge of the interrogation ran over and whispered a few words in Suhlen's ear.
Suhlen's eyes lit up and he said, "Their tribe is nearby?"
"Are you sure he's not lying?"
The drow standing next to him patted his chest and promised, "Sir, with our interrogation skills, do you think these simple-minded guys can fool us? I interrogated the five captives separately, and their answers were all the same. These Northern Barbarians are heading south. It is said that they are avoiding the Frost Giants. "
"Frost Giants?" Suhlen said in surprise. "The Frost Giants are heading south?"
Frost Giants were a type of pure-blooded giant. According to the records of the wizards, there were six types of pure-blooded giants living in this material plane. They were Cloud Giants, Frost Giants, Mountain Giants, Fire Giants, Stone Giants, and Storm Giants.
These giants had their own sequence. The highest level was the Storm Giant, the lowest was the Mountain Giant, and then there were their relatives, such as the Ogres, Two-Headed Giants, Swamp Giants, and many other hybrid giants and subspecies.
The giant species had a strict hierarchy. The lowest-ranking giants in the higher-ranking branches were higher than the highest-ranking giants in the lower-ranking branches. For example, the chief of the Mountain Giant tribe was often not as noble as an ordinary Stone Giant.
The Frost Giants were a race living in the Northern Tundra. They had always claimed that the Roof of the World (the Northern Tundra) was their private territory, but this statement was not recognized by other races.
North of the Northern Wastelands was the Ice Plains, also known as the Northern Ice Plains. As one continued north, the terrain would gradually rise. The entire Northern Wastelands was a cold, rugged, and sparsely populated region. There were snow-covered mountain ranges, rocky hills, dense forests, and misty valleys.
This place was dotted with isolated fortresses, ancient tombs, and many ruins of lost empires. To the west of the Northern Region was the Golden Desert, which was the territory of the Desert Kingdom. To the east was the sea, to the south was the Northern Wilderness, and the north extended to the Endless Sea. In the Northern Tundra, there were only a few small human towns scattered in the valleys.
On the other hand, the Frost Giants were spread out in tribes on the northern ice plains. A Frost Giant tribe usually had thirty to fifty Frost Giants, twenty to thirty Ogres, an instructor, thirty Winter Wolves, and one or two young White Dragons.
When it came to Frost Giants, the White Dragons of the Pentashade Dragons had to be mentioned. As the weakest of the Pentashade Dragons, not only did they have the lowest intelligence, but they were also the smallest. However, although the White Dragons were the weakest among the Pentashade Dragons, they were the most numerous.
Red Dragons and Blue Dragons usually had three eggs in a nest, while White Dragons had six eggs, and their hatching rate was also the highest. According to this number, it would not take many years for White Dragons to cover the entire Northern Tundra. Unfortunately, they still had to face the attacks of their nemesis, the Frost Giants.
An adult White Dragon could easily kill a Frost Giant, but Frost Giants usually liked to sneak up on young White Dragons. In a way, these Frost Giants maintained the ecological balance on the Tundra.
The Frost Giants usually hunted in groups. The main target of a large group of Frost Giants was usually the Polar Bear or the White Dragon's nest. Even an adult White Dragon could only run away when faced with a group of Frost Giants. They regarded hunting White Dragons as the highest glory, and generally worshipped the Ice Queen Hermosid and the Storm Lord Talos.
They were as fierce and aggressive as White Dragons, and Frost Giants were not responsible for the food of their children. If they wanted to live, they could only hunt by themselves. Not only were they not responsible for food, but they also often robbed their children of their spoils of war. As a result, the Frost Giant children learned from them when they grew up.
Cold, ruthless, selfish, aggressive, and tyrannical, these were the fine traditions of their tribe, and they were the most difficult hunters in the Northern Tundra. Frost Giants would hunt powerful beasts or White Dragons, and they would offer these sacrifices to the Storm Lord Talos. If they were lucky enough and the sacrifice satisfied the Storm Lord, they might be able to receive the Storm Lord's grace and become a Storm Warrior or Priest.
Now that these bandits said that there were Frost Giants coming south, Suhlen was a little vigilant. Frost Giants were not Orcs. Adult Frost Giants were Tier 4, and the Frost Giant Chieftain had reached Tier 5, the legendary level. Although the lowest was Level 21, some of the stronger ones could reach Level 22 or Level 23, and the Frost Giant King was at least Level 26.
"Sir, is that tribe …" the drow next to him asked.
"Of course, we have to capture them. It's better to have them as a family, right?" Suhlen said matter-of-factly.
Since they had discovered a northern barbarian tribe, and this tribe had attacked them before, no matter what, Suhlen did not intend to let this tribe go.
"Leave some people to look after these captives. The rest of you, follow me!" Suhlen said as he stood up.
The information that the drows got from torture was very complete. The location of this northern tribe was not far from here, and the group took about two hours to reach the vicinity of the tribe.
From the outside, this was a barbarian tribe of about 500 people. The tribe was a little dilapidated. Some of them were tents, and some of them were wooden houses. Judging from the age of the wooden houses, this tribe had not migrated here for a long time, no more than two months.
At this time, some of the tribe had gone hunting, while others had become bandits and were wiped out by the army of the Northern City. Now, there were not many people in the camp. Seeing this situation, Suhlen was about to order an attack, but at this time, there was a clamor.
At the back of the tribe, a group of tall humanoid creatures was attacking the tribe's camp. Upon closer look, they had rock-like faces, and sharp teeth were exposed at the corners of their cracked mouths. They looked particularly ferocious. Under their light blue skin were majestic muscles, and on top of them were bulging blood vessels. Obviously, they contained a lot of power.
These humanoid creatures were in groups of seven or eight, and they were attacking the barbarian tribes separately. Their bodies were wrapped in simple and crude fur coats, and their chests were full of scars. These people were walking as if they were flying, and their huge long-handled axes and warhammers looked ferocious and terrifying. The leader was wearing a black cow-horned helmet, and he was surrounded by a terrifying aura.
Obviously, they were not human. Although it was the first time Suhlen had seen this kind of creature, he could instantly tell that this was a group of Frost Giants.
"What are the Frost Giants doing here?" Su Lun muttered to himself as he looked at the Frost Giants who easily overturned the Northern Barbarian Tribe like a hot knife through butter.
"Sir, should we continue?" A barbarian warrior beside him asked in a low voice.
Suhlen did not speak. There were 30 Frost Giants in this group, and the leader was a Legendary. The warriors beside Suhlen were at most grade 3, and even the most common Frost Giant was one grade higher than them. If they fought, even if they killed these Frost Giants, the result would be a pyrrhic victory.
Suhlen was confident that he could deal with the Frost Giant Chief, but the common Frost Giants would very likely cause heavy damage to the army of the Northern Battlefront City when he fought with the Frost Giant Chief.
"Let's wait first." Suhlen shook his head and waved at the messenger. He took out a token and asked him to send a message to the Northern Battlefront City.
The barbarian tribe that had lost a lot of combat power could not resist the attack of the Frost Giants at all. Soon, the tribe was occupied by the Frost Giants. The Frost Giants did not seem to have any intention of leaving. Instead, they took over the tribe and occupied it. Seeing this situation, Suhlen left two smart soldiers to monitor the situation, and returned to the caravan with the rest of the people.
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