It was only then that the barbarians really understood what those behemoths before them were.

It was a strong war horse, with a tall stature, a sturdy body, and a long mane on a thick neck fluttering in the wind, looking extremely powerful. Although the human cavalry was wearing strong armor, and each one was also powerful, the barbarians were very disdainful of the human cavalry who were only as tall as the children of their own tribe.

The barbarian warriors roared and shouted excitedly, they looked at the tall war horses, their eyes were full of eagerness, "What a perfect war horse this is, they should belong to the barbarian tribe who believe in the god of war, not those weak humans." We should snatch them and take those weak humans as slaves, oh yes, let them serve these precious horses every day, and our horses need a slave too. ”

The leader of the barbarians was a very tall barbarian warrior, about 2.5 meters tall, and he was covered in simple armor that looked like it had been crudely put together with the armor of many humans. With a huge gruff tomahawk in his hand, he looks savage.

His name is Norma, and he is the second leader of the Barbarians at Fort York, and he seems to be just like a normal barbarian, fierce, rude, and brainless. But on the contrary, he is an alternative among the barbarian tribes, because he likes to use his brain.

Although he coveted these perfect horses, Norma knew that he would not be able to defeat these cavalry with his own warriors alone. He had seen the human knights charge at the orc troops, and although the knights were wiped out in the end, the scene was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Therefore, he should understand better than other barbarian warriors that a war horse that no one drives is just a war horse, and a war horse that is controlled by a knight is a knight. These knights are the real threat, especially when they are at the helm of such a perfect warhorse. He raised his weapon to stop the barbarian warrior and stepped forward. (Knights are different from cavalrymen, knights are those who have knights under barons, counts, etc., such as Sirigon.) Cavalry, on the other hand, was simply a special warrior trained by the state or nobility, or could be considered a warrior on horseback, who did not have a knighthood. ）

Although they were unwilling, the barbarian warriors all stopped their movements and made way of a passage, the barbarians were not orcs, they had the same order as humans.

The old butler also let the knight drive his horse forward.

The crisp sound of the horse's hooves and the sound of the war horse's nose were particularly loud in the quiet field, Norma looked up at the war horse not far away, his eyes were full of love, but his eyes turned to look at the knight on the war horse and then the old man behind him.

He knew that the old man was the master, though he wondered why it was always the old man who made the decision in the human race, not the most powerful warrior.

"I'm Carl Rosen, the steward of Bulltown," the steward dismounted from his horse with the help of the knight, and walked not far in front of Norma, who was only as tall as Norma's waist, and looked weak.

The barbarian warriors in the back laughed at this comical scene, and occasionally made some vulgar mockery.

"Bulltown?" Norma looked down at the weak old man and said in a rough tone, "It was you who killed the three leaders and 20 warriors of our tribe. "Qin Feng didn't deliberately block the news, and even if he blocked it, it was useless, there were too many businessmen present that day, and for those businessmen, an intelligence might be a business.

"Indeed," the old butler did not deny it, but pointed behind him, "so we have come to apologize to you today." ”

Norma's face was ugly, he looked at the valiant cavalry, and shouted roughly, "This is the rule of your apology in Bulltown? ”

Of course, the butler knew what the rules were that Norma was talking about, "Is it bullying?" ”

Although the purpose was like this, of course the butler would not say this, he still maintained an elegant smile and said: "Of course not, it is the corpse of your warrior and the gift from our Lord Baron. ”

At this time, the belated carriage turned the corner and appeared in Norma's sight, and he knew that he had thought wrong, so he withdrew his gaze and looked at the elite cavalry behind the old man. Clenched his fists, thought for a while, and said, "I'll take you to see the big leader." ”

The barbarian warriors behind him were in an uproar, but under the constraints of discipline, they still obeyed Norma's orders and led the steward and his party in the direction of the tribe. It's just that along the way, they either glared at the cavalry fiercely, or looked at the war horses with fascination.

Qin Feng, who was far away in Boer Town, looked at the gradually expanding field of vision in the system map, and only nodded with satisfaction when he saw a cottage appear in the map, he knew that they had arrived.

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The tribe of the barbarians was built on a large mountain, and the mountain path led to the top of the mountain by a thin mountain path, which was not very wide for the barbarians, but it was quite loose for humans. Even cavalrymen on war horses easily reached the top of the mountain.

There are two passes in the mountain pass, each of which is guarded by more than 50 barbarian warriors, so it can be said that unless the city is besieged to the end of the mountain, it is difficult to break through.

Along the way, the old butler's face was a little bad, he looked at Xirigon, who was walking not far from him, and asked softly, "Why did you come up?" Didn't I tell you to wait for me at the bottom of the mountain? ”

"Baron Karis asked us to protect you, if we are under the mountain, how can we protect you, and we can't protect you, how can we explain to the baron?" Shri Gang said with a straight face.

"However, as long as you go up the mountain, you will never be able to get out here, and I have no problem alone, at most it is just an old life. But how much effort did the young master use to form this cavalry, if you don't have it, then how can I see the young master. ”

"I don't think you have to think about it at all," Sirigon, looking at the old butler, with a rare smile on his face, "If you are gone, then we are gone, and on the contrary, if you are fine, then we are fine." ”

The old housekeeper was speechless, and said with a helpless wry smile for a long time: "You are forcing me." ”

"How can I do it if I don't force you?" Siricorn thought to himself. After coming here, he realized how powerful these barbarians were, and if they helped, the danger faced by Nabul Town would definitely be much smaller than expected, and then the young lady would be truly safe.

"After I go back this time, I invite you to drink, which can be regarded as making amends." Siricorn retracted his thoughts and said with a smile.

"How can you just pay for the wine," the old butler laughed.

"And what do you want?" Siricorn was a little curious.

"The young master is 17 years old this year." The butler seemed to be saying something tasteless.

But Siricorn understood, and he pondered.

The sound of horses' hooves was like the sound of time passing, and it took a long time for Xi Ruion to raise his head and say, "I'll think about it." Then he shook the reins and walked to the front.