A phalanx of 500 people? Perhaps it was not an exaggeration? But when they stood there neatly with their horses, it was quite an imposing scene, especially when the group of cavalrymen was wearing the same style of leather armor and carrying the same machete. It was very different from the common impression of the Steppe Barbarians, making them look especially elite.
If he was not mistaken, this group of cavalrymen should be the elite troops of the Steppe King. Looking at the phalanx of cavalrymen in front of him, Baiyi had a feeling that such a group of cavalrymen was enough to annihilate most of the tribes.
However, the Divine Warriors behind Baiyi did not seem nervous at all. Instead, Zar'Zar said with a hint of regret, "So few? It's not quite the same as the stories I heard... "
God knows what kind of stories he heard... If it was not for the fact that Baiyi forcefully suppressed his urge to go on a killing spree, they would have already engaged in a fierce battle instead of strolling slowly on their lambs.
Baiyi's pace was not fast but it was that leisurely stroll that made the Steppe cavalrymen on the opposite side nervous. Although they were still trying their best to maintain their formation, almost all of them had their hands on the hilt of their machetes and none of them dared to take out their weapons... That was the deterrent power of the Divine Warriors. Thousands of years of war had made them very familiar with how terrifying their enemy was. That unforgettable sense of fear made them not dare to act rashly even though there were only three of them in front of them.
But when Baiyi and the others got closer to a distance where they could talk, the phalanx of cavalrymen finally reacted. In silence, they spread out to the left and right, leaving only one rider standing in the middle. The rest of the cavalrymen spread out to form a circle, vaguely trying to surround the three of them.
The last rider standing in the middle was actually a beautiful girl wearing a white veil. Earlier when she was surrounded by the cavalrymen, Baiyi did not notice her at all. But now, it seemed like she was the center of the cavalrymen. Baiyi was puzzled. Is this one of the barbarian princesses of the Royal Court?
The girl pulled the reins in her hand and the pure black horse under her slowly moved a few steps forward. Then, the girl asked in the barbarian language, "Huskar of the High Mountain, why are you here?"
The two races that were enemies for generations actually spoke the same language?
Huskar smiled casually and asked, "Are you the new king? I didn't expect it to be a little girl. "
These words immediately caused the faces of the Barbarian cavalrymen to become angry. They wanted to pull out their swords, but they were stopped by the Barbarian King. Although she was called a little girl, there was no anger on her face. She replied calmly, "In front of you, I am indeed a little girl. But this has nothing to do with my question. Why did you leave the mountains and appear in the grasslands?"
This girl was actually the king of the grassland barbarians? This information piqued Baiyi's interest, and he could not help but look at her a few more times. At the same time, in the Void, he said, "She doesn't look that old, but she's quite mature. To be able to face Huskar at such a close distance, she does have the bearing of a king. Speaking of which, I can vaguely sense a very special aura around her. It's very powerful. Is that what she's relying on?"
"That should be the aura of the War God's Sword." The Caveman in the Void helped to explain, "Legend has it that it's a weapon left behind by their God of War. The one who is recognized by it is the King of the Grassland. That's a very powerful weapon. Based on your standards, it should be a divine weapon, right? I've fought with the King of the Grassland who wielded this sword before. It can cause damage to me. "
"Oh? That's quite powerful. It can actually hurt your body that even a dragon can't bite through! But I don't think you've shared this memory with me before? "Baiyi asked curiously.
"Because I didn't win in the end. Although I didn't lose either …" The Caveman explained in embarrassment, "Anyway, you have to be careful. That weapon is very dangerous. This little girl probably relied on the power of that sword to become the King."
"So what if it's powerful? Is it more powerful than the bow of the Fairy Walker?" The Archmage chimed in, "But this reminds me of the story of that girl named Artoria. She also sat on the throne because she obtained a sword but in the end, she brought down the country. That's why I said that choosing a King should not be so reckless …"
Why do you have to compare the culture works from Earth to reality? Besides, isn't the current situation of the Grassland barbarians quite good? They're strong and they're more rational than what I remember. I thought that they were going to charge at us and die …
"Why are you guys still talking about those boring things? Didn't anyone notice that this girl is actually very cute? Her facial features belong to the standard of a beautiful girl. Her bronze skin is also very sexy and alluring. Even though her body development is not that good, she's still a high-class beauty that deserves to be savored, isn't she? "The Paladin suddenly chimed in, leading the topic in a completely different direction.
"In other words, all the girls who relied on a weapon to become the King have an inherent flat-chested attribute? Is this the so-called price? "The Astrologer chimed in.
"Why do you have to define her as a girl who relied on a weapon to become the King? Can't she use her wisdom and courage to gain recognition? Look at her now, her performance is not bad, right? And more importantly, I really admire the way she dresses up. She's very natural and generous in showing off her body to the public. She's really in control of the development of the times … "The Cleric said.
"I also like black skin the most! Lick it! prpr！”
It seemed like these people had not spoken in a gentlemanly manner for a long time and they were a little stifled. So even though they knew that they would be banned from speaking, they still could not help but vent their desires and impulses? Baiyi felt a little helpless about it. He casually banned them for ten minutes to let them go back to the topic at hand.
The Void continued to discuss the War God's Sword and the strange tradition of the Grassland barbarians. In the real world, under Baiyi's instruction, Huskar said in a clear voice, "I heard that your Warrior's Gala is about to begin, so I decided to come and have a look. Why? Don't you welcome me? "
The reason made the Barbarian King, who had a serious expression on her face, smile. Inadvertently, she revealed a bit of the beauty that a young girl should have and said, "I can't believe that Huskar has also learned to lie."
"The whole Northern Wasteland knows that the children of the mountains never lie. Why would I lie to you?" Huskar said confidently. Then, he pointed at Baiyi who was standing beside him and said, "This is my new friend. He was the one who suggested me to come."
The Barbarian King looked at Baiyi carefully and frowned slightly. "Soul Armature?"
The question made the surrounding cavalrymen a little restless. Compared to the Alpine Barbarians who did not care about worldly affairs, the Steppe Barbarians had a little more contact with the secular world. Unlike Zar'Zar, who secretly asked Baiyi what a Soul Armature was, they knew very well what it meant if the Alpine Barbarians had a Soul Armature.
The Divine Warriors were already as scary as a nightmare to begin with. It was only because of the small number of them that the two sides were able to get along with each other. However, if there was a sudden addition of a Soul Armature, then the Steppe Barbarians would not be able to sit still anymore. That was why the Barbarian King's question immediately created a sense of tension in the surrounding cavalrymen. If it was not for the fact that they were well-trained, they would have already fallen into chaos.
"No, no, no! I'm not a Soul Armature!" Finally, the topic was brought back to him. Baiyi quickly explained. At the same time, he took off the visor of his helmet and revealed an ordinary male face. There was no distinguishing feature at all. It was the kind of face that would not be recognizable in a crowd.
It was a face that Baiyi had weaved using the Charlatan's illusionary technique. He had deliberately adjusted his appearance to be inconspicuous, but with the Charlatan's exquisite secret technique, he looked so lifelike that even the professional illusionists could not see through his disguise, let alone the Steppe Barbarians who knew nothing about illusions.
When they saw Baiyi's face, many of the cavalrymen let out a sigh of relief and temporarily forgot about the real purpose of the group's visit. Fortunately, their King was not that stupid. The corner of her eyes twitched a little as she carefully studied Baiyi's face for a while before continuing, "To be able to become the friend of a Divine Warrior, you're not a simple person. You can be considered as a warrior. Then, Warrior, why do you want to come to our Warrior's Gala?"
Because I'm afraid that you guys will kill Undine if you don't agree with me. Otherwise, I would've brought the Divine Warriors here to kill you already, okay? Do you think I want to go through all that trouble? Baiyi cursed inwardly, but in reality, he was controlling his illusion to weave a bright smile on his face. "My name is Hope. I'm an adventurer. I've fought against many strong opponents, and this time, I'm here to witness the glory of the Steppe Barbarians. Since my King said that I'm a warrior, then I'm allowed to participate in your Warrior's Gala, right? As far as I know, the Warrior's Gala does not restrict outsiders from participating, right? "
Although the reason was a little far-fetched, the Warrior's Gala of the Steppe Barbarians did not explicitly state that outsiders were not allowed to participate. That was why Baiyi was able to sneak into their Warrior's Gala.
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