The falcons hunted lone barbarians in the forests of the Antian Mountains north of El City, and finally paid off. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Some of the barbarians who came out of the wilderness began to sense the danger, they instinctively stopped, and began to look for their companions, I don't understand what kind of connection there is between the barbarians, but they can clearly sense the danger in the Antian mountains, some of the barbarians come together, unite, and enter the forests of the Antian mountains together, they look for the bodies of their companions buried under the ice and snow.

When the barbarians found their companions who had lost their left ears dying miserably with unwilling and hideous faces, the barbarians roared angrily through the valley. In the past few days, more than 500 barbarian warriors have rushed into this mountain forest, and some of the unbreathable falcon squads have begun to suffer casualties, they are often in ambush and defeat of a single barbarian, they failed to kill the barbarian by thunder, and were surrounded and killed by the barbarians who rushed from around, some were able to escape safely, some were injured because of this, and some died because of it.

These barbarians were supposed to heed the call of the trumpet and constantly assemble under the city of El, but along the way, there was constant news that barbarians had been killed in the Antian Mountains, and the horror of death continued to be in the ranks of the barbarians, making those barbarians begin to become irritable, and finally some of the irascible barbarian teams ignored the call of the horn and entered the sea of Antian Grove to carry out a series of retaliatory actions.

It's getting more and more dangerous here for us falcons, and Cynthia has already made a date with us to leave here, maybe our next destination will be to the fishing lake area, maybe somewhere else, who knows, we can't stay here anyway.

There has been some bad news from the falcons, there is an entire team surrounded by barbarians in this mountainous area, as long as it is discovered by the same number of barbarian squads, without special means, it is difficult to get rid of those barbarians who have crossed the mountains and mountains like walking on the ground.

The atmosphere began to get tense......

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A team of nearly 100 slaves of the Grimm Empire walked in the mountains and forests, among these slaves there were only men in the prime of life and some teenagers, they were chained together, walking on the snow with difficulty, hunger, injury, fatigue, and cold were destroying their bodies all the time, and more than a dozen barbarians were scattered around the team, carrying long snakeskin whips in their hands, as long as they saw someone moving slowly, they waved their hands to be a whip.

These are the inhabitants of the outskirts of El, who will be driven back to the ice and tundra by the barbarians, and will spend their lives mining in the dark caverns until they die.

It's a pity that they are too closely protected by these barbarians, and no one can save them unless the regular army of the North Wind Legion comes.

When the group of slaves passed the temple on the mountainside of Antioch, the temple had already closed its gates, and the priests on the tower looked a little ruthless, usually shouting 'The gods have mercy on the world', but when they saw the surrounding residents who had been captured by the barbarians, they were all indifferent, and just stood quietly in the battlements, for fear that a throwing axe would throw at them and cut off their heads.

Those barbarians wandered around the temple for a long time, after all, they didn't dare to provoke the priests who had been blessed by the goddess of liberty, even the warriors of the barbarian tribe could not resist the fierce blow of the hammer of divine punishment, so they decided to give up on taking the temple.

The barbarians bypassed the steep bluestone walls on the periphery of the temple, carrying hundreds of pounds of supplies on their backs and carrying huge crude weapons, each driving his own slaves into the forest behind Mount Antioch.

Standing on the vantage point of the mountains, we can see it all.

Many falcons chose to leave the mountains and forests to look for the lonely barbarians, and they gradually withdrew from the secret ancient roads of the western mountains, and we also set the route of retreat there. Now that we have succeeded in pinning down hundreds of barbarians and sucking them firmly in the mountains of Antia, in fact, we have accomplished our intended goal, and everyone knows that it is time to go.

Hundreds of slaves, driven like cattle by a dozen barbarian warriors, into the mountains of Antioch.

Looking at the strong barbarians walking through the mountain path, Captain Cynthia's chest was rising and falling violently, her face was a little flushed, I could feel the surging battle intent in her heart, her eyes burst with angry fire, gritting her teeth and cursing: "These bastards!"

Wayne held Basil tightly, who wanted to rush down, and reason could only watch the group of barbarians quietly walk through the valley pass.

Now in this mountain, even if we can easily surround the lone barbarian, as long as he is willing to roar, it will not be long before other barbarians will rush to support, and when the time comes, we will be pursued by a large number of barbarians, and no one can outrun those barbarians in the mountains.

"Let's go!" Cynthia forced herself to order.

We climbed the last ridge in the western part of Mount Antia, and withdrew from the ancient path at the foot of the ridge before the barbarians had yet to surround it.

Gabriel, the captain of the Falcon Squad 7, questioned her behind Captain Cynthia, "Do you just let those dozen barbarians enslave our people, and we ignore them?"

The dignified man stood at the gate of the ancient road, helpless as a child, and he hammered his shoulder with his fist and asked Cynthia: "Are we going to break the oath we took in the academy?"

Chivalry is not only used by knights, every student of the Warrior Academy takes the oath with the instructors in the first public class.

Gabriel raised his fist high and cried out: "Humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, honesty, spirit, justice, have we forgotten all this?"

Gabriel continued to ask Cynthia, "Captain Cynthia, what are you hesitating about?"

"It's a tomb, and I promised everyone in the team that it's my duty to bring them back to El City safely, it's my responsibility. It is more valuable for us to live than to stay here and die, we are falcons, and as long as we live, they will not want to sleep for a day. Cynthia yelled hysterically at Gabriel, "Don't expect to fight like the soldiers of the Legion of the North Wind, the falcon must have the style of a falcon!"

Gabriel pleaded bitterly with Captain Cynthia: "There are five falcon teams on our side who are willing to stay and take a risk, there is a great hope of success, our seventh team will complete the mission of the palace, and I will keep those barbarians out of the ancient road, so that you have enough time to evacuate safely." Stay and kill those brutes with us, we need the strength of your squad of warriors. ”

Gabriel was a shield warrior with a strong chest wrapped around a hemostatic bandage, but I knew that the knife wound should be fine, but the dried blood stains on the bandage made him look a little embarrassed, and the armor on his body was dented by blunt objects in many places.

Two days ago, when he ambushed a lone barbarian, he was wounded by two other barbarians who arrived in time, and it just so happened that our squad and the fifth squad also passed through this valley and rescued the falcons of the seventh squad from the line of death.

Just two barbarians, we paid a considerable price. When it came time to deal with the two madman-like barbarian warriors, almost one of the barbarians rushed in front of Wayne, his spear pressed against Wayne's ribs and nailed to the tree beside her, and with a little more precision, Wayne would have been injured. Even so, in the battle, Cynthia, Ruka, and Xiu were all slightly injured to varying degrees.

If Gabriel hadn't seen my 'hydrotherapy', he might have gone silent and left the valley with his team.

When I saw him, his breastplate seemed to have been cut open by a sharp axe, and his chest had been smashed into a bloody blur, the kind of injury that made me think he was going to die, and I hurriedly performed a 'hydrotherapy' to infuse the vitality of the water element into his wounds, and although he seemed in pain, his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just one day, Gabriel's strong physique has completely healed the wound on his chest, he is a strong shield warrior, he has an extraordinary physique.

"I can't risk them with me!" Cynthia said to Gabriel without hesitation.

Under the watchful eyes of several falcon squads, our team walked into the ancient road.

After walking a kilometer away, he had already seen the exit on the other side of the ancient road, at this time Basille suddenly stopped, he cleared his throat, and said to Cynthia: "I'm sorry, Cynthia, I can't leave like this, I choose to stay, I'm sorry I can't fight with you next, to be honest, I'm happy to fight with you!"

"Is this your choice?" Cynthia paused, looking back at Basile's handsome face.

"I'm still wearing the uniform of the El City Guard Battalion, if even I leave, I don't know how many more people will be there tomorrow, and I have the courage to stay and fight!" Basil turned and left, leaving only one sentence.

Wayne kicked the snow on the ground with his foot and whispered, "What an idiot!"

"Let's go!"

Cynthia walked at the front of the line with a straight face.

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Finally, before dark, we walked out of the Antian Mountains along the trail and entered the hilly area, where a large area of land was planted with golden apple trees.

On a winter night, the biting north wind was blowing outside the tent, and the five of us sat silently in the tent, and the atmosphere was very dull.

The fire-gathering scroll boiled a pot of water, and only the Minotaur Ruka sat in the corner, 'squear' and gnawed into the dry wheat cake.

The flames were reflected on Captain Cynthia's face, she was a little absent-minded, her heart had been entangled, she couldn't convince herself to give up those residents of El City just like that, but she didn't have the confidence that she could successfully rescue those ordinary residents in the hands of the barbarians, and if we didn't do it, we would fall into a situation of being hunted down.

She let out a long sigh, and her heroic face looked very tangled.

"Captain, let's eat something first!" Wayne shoved a piece of wheat cake into Cynthia's hand.

Xiu stood up and said, "I'll go outside and see what's going on, and set up a few guard traps!" After saying that, he got out of the tent.

After Xiu walked out, Wayne finally couldn't hold back the words in his heart, stared at Cynthia and asked, "Commander, I know you really want to save those civilians from the hands of the barbarians, why don't we stay and help them?"

In front of outsiders, Wayne has always been on the same front as Cynthia, and no matter what Cynthia decides, he will be the first to jump out and choose to support. But she will have her own ideas after all, and when her own ideas conflict with Cynthia's decision, she will follow Cynthia's choice.

But that doesn't mean Wayne doesn't have any doubts in her mind.

"You can't win!"

Cynthia gave her reason, her eyes looking at the golden apple trees that dotted the mountains outside the tent.

The western part of Mount Antia is an endless hilly terrain where many noble fiefs were located, and there are plenty of fruit trees growing here, and the golden cider of El is more famous than ale.

I understood what Cynthia meant at this moment, she meant that if the barbarians chased out of the Antian Mountains and into this hilly land, not only would the rescued civilians not be able to escape to safety, but even we would be exposed to the sight of the barbarians, and we would not be able to outrun the barbarians who were faster than the galloping horses.

The barbarians are in the snow, and the speed of running is not affected in the slightest.

And we stepped into the deep snow, pulled it out with great difficulty, and trudged through the snow-filled valleys, more than twice as slow as usual, although there were endless hills, but there were not many visual blind spots like the mountains, so that we could calmly avoid the pursuit of the barbarians.

Now the whole mountain is occupied by a large number of barbarians, and we are forced into this hill, and once we are entangled by those barbarians in this hilly land, no one can outrun those barbarians. However, this is precisely what Cynthia fears most.

"Captain Cynthia......" I used a dagger to pick up a browned, oil-stained piece of luncheon meat, and with wide eyes, I said to Cynthia earnestly, "I have a way to make us run faster!"

"Jiga, how is that possible!" Cynthia looked at me in disbelief.

I took out the Moonstone Drum Totem and let it float between my hands, and a breath of wind elemental breath split out of the stone drum totem, swirling and converging at Cynthia's feet, forming a wind circle under her feet.

'Wind Walking'

Cynthia was surprised to see the wind circle under her feet, and she couldn't help but try to lift her legs, jump, and run lightly, and found that her body suddenly became much lighter.

"What kind of magic is this?" she asked me curiously.

I didn't know how to answer, and said apologetically, "It's not my magic, Captain Cynthia!"

She and Vayne both looked at me curiously.

I went on to explain, "Simply put, it's the power of wind magic contained in this magic item!"

When I said this, Cynthia immediately understood.

Many magic trinkets have some magical abilities, and Cynthia thinks my stone drum totem is similar to those invaluable magic trinkets.

Cynthia tentatively made some movements in the tent, and sure enough, she was a lot more sensitive, and she seemed a little excited. But it didn't take long for her to become sad again, and she sighed and said to me, "To say, this level of magic effect is also very good, and it can increase my combat power a lot in battle, but just like that, we still can't beat those barbarians!"

At this time, I had two more thin and long wooden strips in my hand, made of tough and light indigo wood, one of which was slightly upturned to look like a flat pole, and two iron clip-like devices were placed in the middle of the wooden strips, which were made by myself. After the first heavy snowfall, see the snow scene of the city of El, where a thick layer of snow on the straight central street is trampled firmly by pedestrians.

So it occurred to me that it might be very exciting to be able to rush down the central street of Central Mountain, where the School of Magic is located, on a snowboard.

It seems that there is no such activity as skiing in the entire northern part of the Grimm Empire, and I searched in various grocery stores and hunter trading houses in El City, but no one knew what skis were. So I went back to the valley of the willows, asked Karantso for a piece of indigo wood (which is much tougher than ironwood), and asked the master craftsman of the woodworking workshop to make ten pairs of skis according to my description.

Originally, I wanted to give it as a small gift to my friends, but before I could give it out, I was recommended by Teacher Heidi and became a member of the Falcon.

I've forgotten about it for the past two days, and if it weren't for Captain Cynthia's distress that we couldn't escape the pursuit of the barbarians, I wouldn't have thought of the bundle of skis in my magic fanny pack.

"Jia, what is this?" asked Captain Cynthia curiously.

I got out of the tent with two skis more than a meter long and said, "We should call them skis!"

After that, I put the skis on the snow, and put my feet into the clips of the skis, the iron spring force of the beast clamp is still a bit large, and the toes and heels of my toes hurt slightly. I stood firmly on the ski, took out two thin wooden poles with short iron chisels at the top, and gently propped them on the snow, and I stepped on the skis like a gust of wind, 'whoosh', and quietly rushed out...... (To be continued.) )