Nhleko lay limply on a mossy boulder, the sword he wore resting in the rubble beside him, his eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his body as much as he could, as if in this way he could get rid of the gloom of the day.

He casually touched the weeds growing on his chin and smiled wryly, "I'm no different from a wild man." ”

From the moment he was awake, he had been in this strange environment, which seemed to be insulated from the endless wind and snow of the Garok Mountains. He untied his tattered cloak and coat and bandaged them into improvised parcels containing fruit and other food he had picked by the roadside.

Surrounded by mountains, with snow-capped peaks as far as the eye could see, Enleko judged where he was in the Gaarok Mountains, and more specifically, in the heart of the mountains, a basin-like location.

"It should be almost there. ”

Enleko looked at the white snow-capped peaks not far away, and judged the distance in his heart. He believed that with the young master's instinct as a hunter, he would definitely put his destination in this place - how could the no-man's land outside where birds don't compare to here?

"If it were me, I would have stayed here. He rolled over, and his hand ran towards the package beside him, and he took out a wild fruit from it, rubbed it on his body, and put it in his mouth.

"I hope they're all safe. Nhleko muttered, "It's always good to meet Fred, though." ”

Soon, he slowly fell asleep.

The sound of fighting continued, and the bodies of Imperial soldiers and alien warriors were scattered all around. He struggled to balance in a pool of blood, carefully stepping over the corpse at his feet, his palms trembling with overexertion and tension.

Blood slowly ran down the wound on his forehead, across most of his cheeks, and he wiped it with his hands, wiping away the fluid that interfered with his vision.

"Fred, Fred!"

As if attracted by his shout, a fierce alien soldier rushed forward and slashed at his head with a great axe.

Seeing the figure of the other party out of the corner of his eye, Enleko staggered the opponent's attack sideways, and the giant axe slashed hard into the ground, splashing the bloody mud into the air. The lieutenant quickly turned around and swung his fist into his opponent's face, a bone-cracking sensation coming from the end of his fist, and the alien soldier staggered back a few steps with a collapsed face. He strode forward, his sword stabbed into the soldier's neck violently, his wrist trembled slightly, and the opponent's head was in a different place, the hideous face with wide eyes fell to the ground and rolled a few times unwillingly, while the headless body was still standing, and blood was spurting out of the air like a spring.

The war continued, and the numb Enleko had lost count of the first alien soldiers to fall at his feet, still stubbornly searching for his partner.

Exhaustion did not hinder Enhleko's sharp eyes, he dragged his already overdrawn body, and ran with all his strength towards the figure not far ahead—the strong man knelt on one knee, his shoulders shrugged widely, and the hilt of the great sword in his hand was thrust into the ground, supporting his body with all his might.

And around him, there was a dense circle of corpses of alien soldiers, and at a glance, the figure of the strong man was like a huge tombstone, suppressing the mountain of corpses beside him.

"Fred!"

The strong man turned his head and looked at the oncoming lieutenant in surprise, he pressed his sword hilt with both hands, trying to stand up to meet the other party, but saw the other party's frightened expression.

"Fred!"

The strong man followed the other party's line of sight and turned his gaze to one side, and not far away, the alien barbarian like a small mountain crushed towards him, he soared into the air, and the iconic giant axe pierced the sky and was facing the top of his head!

The strong man struggled, he tried his best to get himself up, but after the continuous struggle, his legs collapsed on the ground as if he was constantly calling. The great axe arrived as expected, obscuring the view in the air—but a swooping figure obscured his vision at this moment.

"Enhleko!"

......

"Nhleko! Damn it, wake up!"

The slap on his face grew harder and harder, and Enleko muttered a few words in a bit of confusion, and unconsciously, he raised his hand slightly to try to drive away the annoying bugs in front of him.

"Wake up quickly, my brother!"

The voice in the dream seemed a little hurried, but for some reason it always felt real and familiar. Then, he felt himself be kicked in the hip several times.

"Don't make any noise, I'm going to sleep again. ”

"Damn, it's the barbarians, the barbarians are coming!" a loud, thunderous voice echoed in his mind.

"Enemy attack!" Enhleko sneered, and he hurriedly rolled off the rock, picking up his weapon.

"Barbarians!"

The former lieutenant felt that he was still in a dream, and he subconsciously assumed a defensive posture, but a familiar face appeared in his eyes.

"Fred?"

"Yes, it's me. The strong man looked nervous, "Don't talk about this yet, get ready to fight!"

"Battle...... Fight?"

Without waiting for the strong man to answer, a small throwing axe smashed beside Enhleko's side, and the sudden attack made him sober up like cold water slashing his head and face.

"Conceal!" Enleko shouted loudly, and then subconsciously curled up under the big rock on the side, and the strong man also retreated, leaning against the other party to hide his body.

"Damn it, Fred, what's going on?"

From time to time, small axes slammed into the rocks in front of them, and shattered into sparks.

"I don't know, I just took some food. The strong man said innocently, "Suddenly they were attacked, but who knew they would chase so far." ”

"Damn, I knew it wouldn't be good to meet you!"

Enhleko cursed indignantly, and he quickly drew his sword and knocked an accidental axe flying.

"Well, you can't blame me, who knew those guys were so persistent. ”

The axe attack seemed to stop after seeing that the attack was ineffective. Then, a strange sound that creeped out of Enhleko echoed through the air. It was a hollow whirring, low at first, and slowly rising in pitch until it became a series of high-pitched whines.

"It's a horn!" Enleko was eager to smash a hole in the face of the giant man beside him, "you provoked an army?"

The brawny man pulled out two pieces of bread and threw one of them to Enhleko, while the other slipped straight into his mouth and chewed it, the sound of which seemed to come out of his nostrils.

"Wouldn't it be possible to send an army over for these two things?"