As the bravest warrior of the Snow Barbarians, Hassan never frowned, whether it was to exterminate the cunning and brutal snow-collar trolls in the ice caves, or to risk falling to his death to tame the wild pterodactyls.

Even when his heart was pierced by the troll chieftain's short spear, and when he performed a heart-swapping operation with the help of a tribal shaman, he only asked for a bottle of spirits from the Western Wastelands to numb himself.

But such a fearless warrior was about to kneel on the ground and beg his king.

"King, you can change someone! I can't do this! ”

"Why don't you choose the Sith! He ......"

In order to avoid this mission, Hassan, who has always been affectionate and righteous, did not hesitate to betray his deputy, the deputy commander of the Pterodactyl Knight of the Snow Barbarian Tribe, the Sith.

"That's you! I'll be ready to go tomorrow! ”

After saying that, without waiting for Hassan to refuse, he let this famous general be put out.

"Phew, back Sith, that guy doesn't even have a little brains in his head and only muscles left, choose him?!"

It wasn't until he heard Hassan's voice getting farther and farther away that Kaleen said disdainfully.

The so-called dwarf is the tallest one, and he is both loyal and has some brains under his own hands, and there is only this Hassan commander, who does he choose?

Morey naturally didn't know that his visit made the Snow Barbarian "like a great enemy", and this somewhat arrogant Snow Barbarian King didn't want to lose face in front of his only nephew, so this welcome ceremony was tossed for a long time.

So much so that now when they see Hassan, who is in charge of all the greeting affairs, the people of the tribe do not greet him with a smile, but avoid him, as if the other party has just rolled on the dry and hard pterodactyl dung heap.

So when Morey and his party of more than 100 people came to the Snow Barbarian Department, what they saw was a welcome unit that looked like a military parade.

The first thing that caught my eye was the Snow Barbarian Warrior Platoon, who was a head taller than the Red Leaf City Guards, dressed in snow wolf leather armor, holding the one-horned spear of the Split-Hoofed Ox in their hands and not moving in the cold wind, their sharp eyes full of battle intent, as if they would kill all the creatures that stood in their way just waiting for the Snow Barbarian King to give an order.

Then there are the Snow Barbarian spear throwers, it is said that they use extremely special ice guns, not only light and sharp, but also can make ice guns with various special effects according to different liquids, they did not have to take out the ice guns with limited storage time from the special animal skin pouches, but the right hand with the snow wing dragon skin gloves is empty, and can take out the ice gun from the back at any time to stab the enemy to death on the spot.

Chirp!

After a sharp pterodactyl roar, the pterodactyl cavalry lined up in a huge phalanx flew over the team of Red Leaf City, and the leader of them was Hassan, who planned the welcome ceremony.

To be honest, Morey had to admit that seeing these Snow Barbarian troops who came to greet him, he had a new understanding of the strength of the Snow Barbarian Department.

If he came to the Snow Barbarian Alliance this time, then he would definitely be very pleased with the strength of his ally, but ...... He came to celebrate the birthday of his uncle, the Snow Barbarian King Kalein, is he really not afraid of misunderstanding?

But when Calleen came slowly in the drums of war in a huge chariot that was obviously built and dragged by four huge mammoths, Morey was completely out of temper.

"My lord, I said that I could use the ancient rituals of this chaotic period to suppress them! You see, they're all stunned! ”

Hassan snuck up to Kalein's side at some point, and smugly pointed at Morey and his party.

"Well, good job!"

Carlein, who didn't know that Morey was secretly complaining frantically, gave his subordinate general a satisfied little look.

Turning his head to look at Morey's team of congratulatory gifts, Carlein was full of emotion.

As the son of his sister, Morey has been under the attention of Callein since birth.

Even after Morey was born, he was oppressed in the family in various ways, and he tried to take Morey back to the Snow Man.

He didn't stop at the plan, Calleen really secretly sent his king's snow wolf guard to the Far East, and when the time came, he would take Morey back to the tribe.

If it weren't for Ire's intervention, Morey would have been a brave Snow Barbarian warrior by now.

"Baron of the Kingdom of the Holy Lance, Morey. Faist, meet the Snow Barbarian King! ”

No matter how much slander he felt in his heart, there was nothing wrong with Morey's reception etiquette.

"Get up! No need to be polite! ”

Looking at Morey, who bowed slightly towards him, Calleen seemed to see the sister who plucked a mountain flower and asked if she looked good, so she hurriedly ended the welcoming ceremony with tears in her eyes.

As the owner of this nearly thousand miles of iceberg, there are many teams to congratulate the Snow Barbarian King on his birthday.

But whether it is an arrogant orc or a proud and rude mountain dwarf, they are all unusually humble here, as if they are domesticated domestic animals.

"This is all the majesty of my king!"

Seeing Morey's puzzled eyes linger on the inhuman team in the tribal camp for a long time, Hasan explained proudly.

Morey nodded, although the Snow Barbarian Tribes were far away in the inaccessible iceberg region in the north, the great exploits of the Snow Barbarian King Kalein were sung by the bards in the tavern.

This young prince, who inherited the throne at the age of sixteen, spent ten years exterminating a hundred tribes and forces that disobeyed the orders of the king of the Snow Barbarian Tribe, completely smashed the concept of "the master of the iceberg is the Snow Barbarian Ministry" into the hearts of all the intelligent creatures of the iceberg, and at the same time completely sat on the throne that was originally crumbling.

It's just a few short lines in the information, and when he really sees the fear and surrender of these dwarves and orcs from the heart, Morey still feels very shocked.

No one was disappointed by Gorde's generous gifts, whether it was a small combat steel golem specially designed for warrior training, a bionic flutter-wing goblin plane, or a mechanical pet that Carlene's children had fun with.

This hot sand goblin has completely cemented the reputation of Momiji City as the City of Machines in Calleon's heart.

To be honest, if he didn't have to show the majesty of the king in front of those disobedient students, he would have wanted to take a ride in the fluttering wing goblin plane that claimed to simulate the flight of the pterodactyl, and make up for his regret that he failed to become a pterodactyl rider because of his allergy to the smell of the pterodactyl.

It's just that because he knew that Morey was Callein's nephew, there were no unsightly people at the scene of the gift to provoke, which made Morey feel less happy to slap his face.