Rhodes lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

The personnel of the trip to the north are settled, and they are the best warriors in the north. Including five lords, more than thirty knights, more than twenty dwarves, and some members of the Knights of the Sons of Ersun.

But Rhodes always felt uneasy, as if there was a bond in the dark that prevented him from sleeping peacefully. The bond didn't come from Grimg Ironskin, nor from the Troll King he had never met. It's an almost godly power. Rod instinctively felt that this trip to the north would have unimaginable ups and downs. The last time he traveled to the Troll Mountains and met Ursock the Bear Spirit, this time, he was going deeper into the Troll Mountains. However, the opponent may not be as simple as the Troll King......

As for what it is, Rhodes doesn't know.

The bedding was warm, but Rhodes couldn't sleep. Next to her, Caroline, who was naked, seemed to be sleeping soundly...... The increasingly cold body made Rhodes realize that she might no longer be an ordinary frost witch. Perhaps in actual combat again and again, Caroline's ability has already improved to a surprising level. It's just that the Ice Queen has no time to take care of herself, otherwise, it stands to reason that Caroline should be invited to the Academy of Magic to be assessed.

After a light night's sleep, the Watchtower ushered in the rising sun. In the whole castle, there was a sense of tragedy and grandeur of the strong men seeing them off, and the remaining people and the soldiers who stayed behind stood on both sides of the road, watching this "death squad" set off. Everyone knew that in a few days, this force, which consisted of only a few hundred men, would face the pursuit of thousands of greenskins alone.

The northern border in early spring was not warm, and the troops marched north on the snow that had not yet melted. Walk through the uninhabited savannah, through the rolling hills, and finally through the dark forest, out of the border of Kislev, and in front of you, the land of trolls. Even Rhodes himself rarely set foot in this land, where chaos and disorder abounded, where all kinds of creatures wreaked havoc, there were no laws, no kingdoms, nothing but primitiveness, barbarism and chaos. Only the strong can survive here. Nezumen, Greenskins, Dwarves, Beastmen...... All kinds of creatures fight here, day after day, year after year.

Rhodes motioned for the troops to follow, still far from their true destination, the Troll Mountains. Grimg Ironskin and his army of greenskins were close behind. Unlike the Human Force, the Greenskin Force requires little to no supplies. They plunder along the way, and all the plants, animals can be their food. Even if there is nothing, as long as there is sunshine, they can survive for a while...... Rod knows Ironhide's character, once this thing locks on to the target, he will desperately chase it away. Lawrence and the Dwarven Ranger scouted the intelligence behind them, constantly reporting back the information from the Green Skins, and according to the intelligence, the distance between the Iron Skins and himself was always about four days. This also means that their troops cannot have any accidents, and in the event of an accident, the four-day journey will soon be caught up.

Exhaustion was written on everyone's faces, and even the dwarves, who were known for their stamina, felt the soles of their feet grow heavier. The only one in the crowd who felt refreshed was Caroline......

The north is cold, and normal people have to consume more calories to maintain their body temperature, but Caroline is different, as a frost witch, her physique is cold, and at the same time, the colder the climate, the stronger her frost mana. She could almost feel the frost energy contained beneath this land, several times more powerful than Kislev. This also means that here, her power has been greatly strengthened. Rhodes didn't plan to let his wife take another adventure, but then he thought about it, the north is the main battlefield of the Frost Witch. If she is not allowed to go, the strength of the team will be greatly reduced.

"Rod, my old friend, there's something I haven't told you. ”

On the way, they sat down to rest. The dwarven butcher, who was also the guide of the expedition, Bogul, took the initiative to come over and sit down beside Rod. He looked worried, a tangled emotion written on his face that he had never seen before.

"What's the matter? Don't tell me you forgot how you went. ”

Rod asked jokingly.

"No, no, I remember how to walk the road, and I remember how to go that way all my life. Bogur said, his mouth hidden beneath a thick beard, barely visible between the open and closed lips. Cola Literature

"What's that? Say, as long as you remember the way, it's not a big deal. ”

Rod smiled.

"It's a long story, so I'll make it short. You all know how I went from being a ranger to a butcher. But there's one thing I've never said, and you don't know. ”

Bogur opened the bottle, took a sip of the dwarven spirits, and continued—

"Back then, my expedition and I didn't actually go on a reconnaissance mission, but went there privately, in order to explore the legendary treasure left behind - the Chaos invasion two hundred years ago, which was finally defeated by the human and dwarven alliance led by Magnus, but at that time, some treasures fell into the hands of the Chaos tribes, and some were left around the world when the Chaos army was defeated. That's why my expedition and I ventured into the Troll King's lair to try to take the lost treasures. ”

"It turned out to be discovered by the Troll King?"

Rod asked calmly. Although this is the first time Bogur has said it, such a thing is not unexpected in the dwarven world. It can be said that it is not uncommon. It's just that Bogur's history is indeed a bit embarrassing. Under the double blow, he became a butcher.

"Yes. We've already found the treasure, but we don't know that the Troll King has already blocked the mouth of the cave and is ready to hunt us down. "I will say that I know where the treasure is. When the time comes, if I face the Troll King again, Rod, you can go and snatch that treasure......"

Ha ha......

"Don't look down on those things, treasures are called treasures for a reason. There, there will be things you want, and those things are no longer important to me. ”

Bogur said seriously and seriously. Rod had never seen him so serious. Presumably, Bogur is ready for the final battle. If you can bravely face the Troll King in the upcoming battle, even if you are killed by the Troll King, you will be considered to have died a well-deserved death. As for that treasure......

"What's in that treasure?"

Rod asked.

"You'll know, something very important to you, and it's information that cost the lives of my teammates. I'll tell you where it is. ”

The dwarf said seriously.