Chapter 120: Horse Breeding
The first heir and second heir of the Adria Empire, the two princes are Josephine's own sons, and they have grown up and each has their own power. was in an awkward situation in the farce of his parents, and in the end he had to pretend not to know and hide far away. As for the ministers of the empire, no one can afford to provoke them, so they have to pretend to be deaf and dumb, which makes the situation more and more embarrassing!
After Emperor Anthony's anger subsided, he also knew that he was at a loss, but he couldn't pull his face to admit his mistake to the empress. They were in such a stalemate, cheapening the Baroque and the clansmen for nothing. After nearly a month, half of the journey was completed, and there were no obstacles. It wasn't until a few days ago, in the Dulong Imperial Capital, that the chief senator of the Holy See branch hall said that the farce between the two Majesties was resolved. The emperor apologized earnestly, and the empress returned to the palace, and tensions in the western provinces calmed. However, the emperor no longer dared to let the two legions continue to garrison the western provinces, and soon transferred them away. The empress also knew that she had gone too far and did not stop the emperor's move...... Anyway, no matter where the two legions are transferred, they are in the hands of the queen family.
Baroque didn't care about these farces, he knew that he had more than half a month to go, and once the new legions entered the west, they would no longer be able to walk so freely.
The clumsy camels were all replaced, and they scattered to buy enough horses from various towns, and they quickened their way to cross Odria as quickly as possible. ..................
It was early summer when we left the gravel wasteland, and by this time the autumn wind was bleak, and except for the evergreen pine and fir trees, the leaves of the other trees along the way were yellow and had begun to blow off with the wind. The trees are thinning, the towering peaks are gone, and the road is getting flatter and flatter, with a large grassland with yellow and green at the foot. They finally entered the steppe border.
This is not the territory of the orcs, and under the conquest and invasion of humans, almost all the lush grasslands in the north have been preserved. The persecuted orcs had to migrate north until they entered the extremely harsh northern tundra. to be able to survive.
This is the steppe horse breeding ground of Audria, undoubtedly taken from the ancestors of the orcs. The Baroque and the people had never seen a vast grassland, neither Celine nor Susan, and the scenery here was not comparable to the desolate and monotonous sandy wasteland. Breathing in the autumn prairie air, the endless grassland, dotted with white lakes, and the herds of fat and strong horses, the beauty is almost intoxicating. Pity. They can't stay here, in order to prevent the orcs from entering the northern tundra to sneak attack, the Adria Empire's horse breeding ground is permanently stationed with heavy troops, once the Baroque they are discovered, the fate is absolutely miserable.
At this time, it is the most dangerous, thousands of miles, months of trekking can be passed safely, but not to be blocked by people on the last few hundred miles of road. Only by passing through the steppe of Audria's horse breeding land and entering the northern tundra border can you truly return to your ancestral homeland.
How exactly should I get through this steppe? Baroque hesitated. Hiding in a hollow forest. Consult with the orcs.
They were now on the southern edge of the grassland, and if they crossed the grassland, they might only be able to enter the northern tundra at a distance of two or three hundred miles. But it is clear that in the steppe with a wide view. It's simply impossible to avoid being discovered by humans.
"There is a hilly valley a few hundred miles to the right, from which we may be able to sneak around the grassland. Angrey pointed to the map in Baroque's hand, and suddenly pointed to a certain location.
"Idiot, do you think humans are as stupid as you are?, wouldn't they have stationed an army to defend such an obvious canyon?If the orc brothers in the northern tundra sneaked up from the canyon, wouldn't they have surrounded OdriΓ‘'s horse farm?" the old orc Ziad poked Angleigh in the head, annoyed by the stupid question. ...
Angel scratched her head, shrank back with a dry laugh. I knew the old guys were in a bad mood. I didn't go over to make up, and I didn't have to be scolded.
"Baroque. We...... Maybe try walking here. The middle-aged orc Cecil was silent for a long time, and pointed to the stretch of mountain range to the left of their position: "Kundu Maya Mountains. We can move forward in this branch of it. β
"No, it's very treacherous, it's hard to walk, should we lose all our horses?" retorted the old orc Ziad, "without horses and livestock, we would not be able to move an inch in the northern tundra." You see, the orcs there are not as peaceful and friendly as they seem. If they are hostile to us, we don't have horsemen, and even if we want to run and retreat, we won't be able to flee far. These horses should not be thrown away unless absolutely necessary. β
Cecil also put forward an opinion, and when he saw that Ziad objected, he said no more, and was a little dull for a while.
Ziad and the few old orcs behind him looked at each other a few times before looking at Baroque and said slowly, "I have a solution." ...... Let's split into two teams, we old things go to the other side of the grassland, distract the human attention, and you stick to the edge of the grassland and the Kundu Maya Mountains, and take the opportunity to cross the grassland into the boreal tundra. β
"No...... β
"No ......!"
"Grandpa Ziad, are you going to die? We don't agree ....... β
"If we want to go, we young people have to ....... β
The young men of the Frostwolf Clan jumped up from the ground and shouted excitedly. Baroque's face sank and he shouted, "Shut up, do you want to lure the Odrians in?"
The majesty of the shamanic sacrifice silenced everyone, but the young people looked at the Baroque nervously one by one, fearing that the Baroque patriarch would agree to the old orcs' solution. As for those inferior orcs, they were very conscious of keeping their mouths shut at such times, and even felt that if those old guys really tried to lure the humans away, it would be a good way, maybe they could enter the northern tundra smoothly.
Shaking his head, Baroque said dryly: "Don't even think about it, there are only so many people left in our blue wolf tribe, and I will feel distressed for a long time if I lose someone, let alone our elders." Grandpa Ziad, your proposal is not good, if...... If we let you be bait, just to survive for yourself, do you think such a clan is worth it? We are a family, and from the day our tribe was destroyed, I swore that I would never abandon a clansman. Let's think of something else!"
Baroque simply rejected Ziad's proposal. But the old orcs were not disappointed and angry, but their eyes were filled with tears and smiles appeared on their faces.
There is a very old custom among the orcs. When the tribe suffers from a major war or famine, the old and infirm. It is often discarded at the first time. They were driven from their tribes by their descendants and left to fend for themselves. Although this behavior was compulsory, many young orcs were in tears as they watched their father or mother leave alone. But for the survival of the entire tribe, no one has a choice.
Obviously, Baroque did not approve of this vulgarity, and the idea of abandoning his people did not even come to his mind. He was able to risk his life to rescue his people from Paddington, but he would not want to abandon them in the future. This attitude of his was contagious to all the people. The only remaining eighty-seven tribesmen are a family, and in the northern tundra, where everything is unknown, they will support each other and trust each other to go on.
There was still no good way, and Baroque was a little troubled, and even had an idea -- the nearly 100 inferior orcs he rescued had fully revealed their true nature during the long journey of several months, and Baroque was very dissatisfied with them. Even though they once dared to be hostile to humans in their respective tribes, this could not hide the shortcomings of their character. ...
Maybe after being in contact with humans for a long time, they are very selfish. In the several battles he experienced, he always consciously or unconsciously avoided danger and hid behind the Baroque people. Let the silver-furred orcs fight to the death, and when the enemy begins to break up, they will come forward.
Baroque finds himself making the worst decision he ever has to whimsically free the orc slaves in Paddington. In the end, the savior did not succeed, but left some laughing stocks that could not be laughed at. If these inferior orcs still can't integrate into their tribe, Baroque will have to abandon them.
"What's going on there?" Barrotan suddenly shouted in the direction of the grassland, and everyone turned their heads to see that a layer of smoke and dust seemed to be blowing up in the endless grassland sky. It's too far away to be seen in the air. Baroque's face changed. Busy possessing and putting his ear to the ground to listen, the mood is getting worse and worse. He heard the faint shaking of the earth. This can only be caused by a large number of riding beasts running.
"Quick, get out of here, let's head into the mountains to find a place to hide. Baroque shouted, and immediately led Susan and Celine to a branch mountain range in the remnants of the Kundu Maya Mountains not far away. A large number of horsemen were approaching, and in the steppe of Audria's horse breeding ground, there would be no one but the Odria legionnaires.
The Baroque made a timely decision, as they made their way through the sparse woods into the mountains, choosing a hollow to hide. Looking out through the cracks in the rocks, a large number of cavalry covering the sky and the sun also galloped mightily. They were dressed in black metal armor and erected the imperial flag of a golden crown and a stag. The legion that can use the [Crown] of the Audria Empire as the banner is undoubtedly one of the ten elite legions. The [Golden Horn Legion] that the Baroque came into contact with, they also have an identical crown on their banner, and this legion in front of them should be the [Crown Stag Legion], a powerful army of 10,000 people who are pure cavalry.
All the orcs were terrified, and once they were discovered by the people of the crown bucks here, the two hundred orcs would be completely annihilated if they couldn't even make the slightest wave. It's just that Baroque didn't notice that the expressions of those inferior orcs were very strange, and there was even some surprise and a hint of joy ......!
Baroque's face was once again ugly, and he even subconsciously clenched his fists, his face pale. He has a shamanic secret method [Soul Eagle Eye], in addition to being able to detect whether the clansmen have awakened the beast battle qi, it can also be comparable to the [Eagle Vision] of a human magician, and can see a long distance. On the backs of those Adria cavalrymen, there were round objects, which were their trophies............ Bloody orcs heads!
"Baroque, this is an opportunity, while the human cavalry has just returned from the tundra, and the attention of the steppe humans has been diverted, and it should be the safest time for us to cross. "Old orc Ziad didn't see the heads of those orcs, he just suddenly saw this great opportunity.
Yes, the human cavalry entered the tundra to wreak havoc, and I'm afraid that there are no orc tribes around that dare to approach!
Calming down, Baroque stood up with a cold face and said categorically: "Let's go, get out of here immediately, let's go home, go back to the hometown of our ancestors!" (to be continued)