"Their defender is going to die?" After the siege ended, Gwendrin in the military camp of the Duchy of Lion was wearing an ordinary moon white samurai uniform and was practicing swordsmanship, and his face was full of disbelief after hearing the news, this veteran who had blocked the frantic attack of the Duchy of Lion army for more than half a month actually died so suddenly?

"Yes, the soldiers who had come back alive from the walls heard them shouting for revenge for the old earl. One of the knights bowed in reply, not daring to raise his head in the face of this highness.

"Is that so?" Gwendrin pursed her lips and thought to herself, there should be no shortage of guards around the old earl, right?

"I see, keep an eye on the battle on the walls and keep you back to me. ”

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"Let's go down. ”

"Is it dead?" Gwendrin muttered as she withdrew her sword from its scabbard as the knight stepped back.

......

"Spread out, and it's best not to be more than five meters apart between two people. "In the woods north of Ironfang, Dorn and his soldiers are conducting a carpet search, focusing on the spot where he felt a sight last night.

Whether it was a beast or a barbarian, he felt the need to come and search, and he would always find a clue.

"My lord, there's a discovery here!" suddenly a soldier shouted.

"Everyone, stay put!" Dorn ordered everyone to stop with a wave of his right hand, and he hurried to the spot where the soldiers had noticed the situation.

"My lord, I found some animal bones. "The soldier reported to Dorne when he saw him coming.

"What bones?" asked Dorn, a few bones that shouldn't make the well-trained soldier fussed.

"A lot of animal bones, they are leftover bones. With that, the soldier pulled the snow from the ground with his foot, revealing what was buried underneath.

There were still a few traces of flesh and blood left in the pile, like leftovers after the beast had eaten them, and there were bite marks on them.

"It's a mammoth. Dorn didn't care if it was clean or not, and took out a few bones: "There are also mountain bears, there is no doubt that they are savages." ”

At this time, the mountain bears were hidden in the burrows and did not come out, they should have been hunted by the barbarians, and no wild beast was willing to provoke the mountain bears that got up in the winter.

"They're too early this year, aren't they?" said the soldier, with a solemn expression.

"Maybe something happened on the ice sheet?" Dorn looked to the north, his gaze seemed to penetrate the dense mountain forest, and he remembered Rockefeller, and ...... Morado!

"Let's go back. Dorn stared blankly at the north for a moment, then suddenly ordered to return.

"My lord, why?" The hundred people who came after him were stunned, wasn't this newly promoted nobleman strongly asking to come out and hunt down this group of barbarians?

"We don't have an advantage in fighting them in the mountains and forests, and we are even easy to be ambushed, so don't underestimate the wisdom of these barbarians. Dorn pointed to his head and whispered.

"Yes, my lord, I see. The hundred-man commander nodded, turned around and shouted, "Your Excellency has an order, the whole army retreats." ”

"What are we going to do next, my lord?" the soldier asked.

"Get out of the woods and build a small fortification, and be stationed here to intimidate the barbarians from entering the heart of the Iron Fang Territory!" Dorn narrowed, waiting until all the inhabitants of the nearby villages had moved to Ironfang.

"I see, my lord!" the hundred-man chief nodded solemnly, this is to use his own people as bait to contain these barbarians.

"Are we going to send someone back to ask for reinforcements?"

"Yes. ”

Dorn lowered his head and pondered for a moment, he didn't know how many barbarians would go south this time, and if there were only a hundred soldiers guarding here, he didn't know what chaos would happen.

"I'll send scouts back. The Captain of the Hundred turned to leave, and they brought ten scouts with them.

Dorn watched for a moment before slowly turning away.

Just as they had all withdrawn from the forest, less than fifty meters from where Dorn had been standing, a tall figure had crawled out of the snow.

Then several tall figures climbed out one after another, all of them were about three meters tall, full of fangs, and they were eight barbarians.

"It didn't work too well, and it managed to avoid the noses of those damn hounds. "A barbarian with a bone ornament said that if anyone was here, he would be astonished, because what he said was the true lingua franca of the continent.

"It can just have a faint unpleasant smell. The other, whose face was full of scars, raised his arm and sniffed it carefully, his face full of disgust.

"If you hadn't exposed yourself, how could we be so passive. Another barbarian said dissatisfiedly.

"Shut up, let's go back and tell the chiefs the information here, and kill them before they're ready. A barbarian with an unknown beast horn around his neck suddenly spoke, and as soon as he spoke, the others fell silent.

Similar to the advance party of the barbarians, they came to observe the defense forces of the Iron Fang Collar and prepare for the next invasion, but they did not expect that several of their companions encountered humans when they went out alone, and then became murderous.

What made him even more speechless was that he didn't clean up the traces after killing someone, which exposed his group.

And the reason why they hid here was to see if there was a chance to ambush a few humans, but they didn't expect them to act collectively without a detachment to search.

"Whoosh!"

A sound of breaking through the air interrupted his conversation, and one of the barbarians beside him was shot through the throat by an arrow and fell to the ground with a "hehe" sound.

"Run!" the barbarian at the head burst out and turned around and fled.

"Kill!" the Iron Fang Leader soldier who had just left killed again.

"Your archery skills are really strong. The hundred-man captain beside Dorne couldn't help but touch his neck and said convincingly.

"Catch them first!" Dorne put down his bow and arrows, drew his sword at his waist and chased after him, a sense of threat as he stood there, an instinct he had cultivated over the years of walking the mountains.

So he took the plan and led the people out of the forest, and sure enough, after a while, this group of barbarians with muscles in their heads exposed themselves.

"How could they, have found us!" asked one of the savages, panting as he ran.

"There is a strong man among them, and I was negligent. The barbarian at the head ran fast, and he could speak calmly as he ran.

"Big brother, aren't you sure you can deal with that man?" said one of the savages, who had almost scared him to death with the arrow, which grazed his nose and shot his companion to death.

"Even if I'm sure I'll kill him, are you sure you'll escape from this group of humans?" the leader was annoyed, and quickened his pace, leaving the group of fools behind.

"Damn it! Shoot the arrows!" The hundred people chased after him for a while and found that these people couldn't catch up with them at all, so he could only order angrily.

"No, it's too far away. Dorne stopped and raised his hand to stop them.

"My lord......" The expression of the hundred people was slightly ashamed.

"Go, retreat, don't fall into their ambush. ”