If it is an area that is rarely traveled and inaccessible, then not many creatures will distinguish between them.

And the more intelligent creatures come and go, live and live in the area, there will be more subdivisions and naming.

The rising Minion Mountains, from the Elemental Empire to the Mountains close to the Mountain Kingdom, are collectively known as the Minions Mountains.

However, after the desert and barren swamps were cut off, the peaks and mountains that continued to spread northward no longer inherited the collective name of "Minion Mountains".

Their common name is "mountains".

They are not only the homes of the individual races in the mountain kingdom, but also a powerful barrier that can keep other forces from coveting.

It's not the same ecology as in other countries.

The dwarves, gnomes, and goblins who inhabit the mountains don't care that there are other races that live directly on the edge of the mountain kingdom's borders—

The desert directly adjacent to the barren swamp in the southern part of the Elven Kingdom has not been able to destroy the "Sea of Trees Forest", which also stretches to the north.

However, the heavy snow at the time of the arrival of winter caused the sea of trees connecting the Minya Mountains and the mountains to sink the water level, and the sea of trees seemed to disappear out of thin air in a snow-white landscape.

Although the dwarves don't like trees, and for them, trees are at best a fuel to burn, but if given a choice, the dwarves don't want to step into the little poles that they don't know if they hide or not - when the forest elves are neighbors, it's not a good thing for most races, and the dwarves feel the same way.

Almost all the biological races in the vicinity of the kingdom of the forest elves have become allies and vassals of the forest elves.

It is the source of their "animal companions" and their barrier against the enemy.

Races that refuse to be vassal, unwilling to ally themselves, are either exterminated or expelled.

I don't know how long ago, there have been various races who have crossed the desert and come to rest and inhabit in the sea of trees south of the mountains.

The dwarves are not stupid, though they can't do the same thing as the elves to keep other races alive with themselves.

However, the vast majority of the weapons needed by these races, as well as the various high-quality metal devices, come from the dwarves.

These semi-civilized races did not have the same forging skills as the dwarves in terms of quality, durability, or precision.

This also constitutes a trading route from the mountains to the vast sea of trees.

No matter what season it is, more or less, there will be some shrewd fellows who calculate the price difference and rush to sell goods to the various Jukai tribes.

The dwarf Lebkelin, is one of them.

He is about the same height as a dwarf, but his body is much thinner, and his physique is not about the same as that of a human, and his rust-colored red skin is not up close, and it is impossible to notice its rough feeling like sandpaper.

But on snowy days, Lebchlin didn't bother to polish the gems with his hard skin.

The sea of trees in other seasons, the tall trees, are all unfriendly to the goblin dwarf dwarfs of the mountain kingdom, not to mention that something may fall from the trees to stop them, even if they don't fall, the vast majority of the sea of trees tribes can rely on the sea of trees itself to hide, even if they remember the route and location, it will take a while to find those tribes of all sizes.

However, in the winter, they become more friendly.

Aside from those conifers, the sea of trees forest, which has almost completely lost its leaves, has almost no place to hide except for the inside of the trunk and under the snow.

Lebchlin glanced at the snowy sheep behind him, and the ones with the big horns were still following him well, not falling behind, and not dishonestly throwing his sleigh away and throwing it behind.

The dwarves and gnomes he hired didn't do anything to upset him.

All the best.

It's just that......

Leibchlin looked around, and then at the snow peak sheep footprints left by his convoy on the snow, and the rut marks—

"Furnace, do you see the horned nose horse?"

Lebchlin tugged at his thick-skinned hat with gems embedded in it and asked the dwarves in the convoy.

In the middle of the convoy, a dwarf in armor pulled the fur that came out of the cracks in his armor and yawned:

"Hornnose horses? I didn't see it, so let's sleep. ”

Hearing his slightly slurred pronunciation, Leibklin was tempted to question the other party, indicating that it was against the rules for the caravan to drink alcohol under the caravan mercenary treaty.

However, he also knew very well that this group of drunks from Wintercastle could sober up in an instant, and his accusations would only be frustrated, and it was impossible to use this to deduct some commissions.

Glancing angrily at the severed horned helmet above the other's head, Leibklin's gaze fell on the other two gnomes in the group:

"Madeno, have you found any signs of hornnose horses?"

"No, no discovery."

The object of his questioning, a dwarf lying on the cargo of a sleigh, swung his toes about the length of his fingers, and held a low-quality gem on it that reflected a faint light:

"The tribes around here should have moved away."

Moved away?

Lebkrin glanced around reluctantly, trying to find a few wandering hornnose horses or traces, but there was still none.

There are all kinds of creatures in the sea of trees, and the most numerous of them are probably the horned nose horses.

These guys are not very strong, nor are they very smart, but they can eat and live, and their physique can grow quickly and very large, although their life span is a little shorter, but they are good as mounts or meat animals.

Many tribes, and even the kingdoms of the mountains, have raised a lot of hornnose horses.

It can be said that if you find a slightly larger trace of the hornnose horse, then there is a high probability that you will soon be able to find traces of one or several tribes in the vicinity.

Even super-small tribes like Dryads or Trolls, which live in groups of about ten, have learned to raise hornnose horses.

It's also weird.

Is it moved?

Leibchlin glanced in the direction of the mountains:

"It shouldn't be, it's quite far from the mountains, and it won't be evicted, so don't you take the initiative to move away?"

There was a hint of confusion in the gnome's voice.

Unlike the elves, the tribes in the sea of trees are not vassals in the true sense of the word.

The relationship between the two is not very stable.

Especially since the Kingdom of the Mountains would sell weapons to them, although the tribes in the sea of trees did not dare to attack the mountains, they did not fight each other.

In addition, sometimes when the economy of the mountain kingdom is not very good, it will also provoke a little trouble, causing unrest between several Shuhai tribes, and then take the opportunity to sell weapons to both hostile sides, and clean their fur pockets as much as possible.

So, the situation in the sea of trees often changes.

For Lebklin, such a change is sometimes a good thing, allowing his things to sell for a higher price, and sometimes it is more troublesome, and the tribes that have traded once or even a few times may not know where they are buried next time, and they will not be able to find a trace.

However, he had only been here a few months ago, so how could he still have the energy to go to war when it was almost winter?

There is not enough food, so go and grab it?

I knew that I should come out a month earlier and bring more food to sell.

Leibklin thumped his palms and sighed.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.

.jujiazy.