Siegel asked Janet to help him up, and then they saw the cavalry on the horizon. There were a hundred horses, a hundred sturdy riders, and a hundred scimitars. They made an arc in the distance and headed straight for the camp. Kerry walked out with the warriors of the Horde, seventy infantry and more than thirty horsemen. The horses were so badly lost that almost all of their equipment was burned in the fire. Even their usual throwing guns could not be used by each person. Kerry stood at the front of the crowd, steady in the grip of the Ice Spear, hoping that the weapon's prestige would intimidate the enemy - but he wished it wasn't the enemy.

Whether it's friend or foe depends on the distance of the last two hundred meters. If they do not stop, but continue to advance, then the Ravens tribe will have the cavalry set off from the flanks, so that the warriors are ready to meet the cavalry charge with flesh and blood.

The cavalry got closer and closer, then began to slow down, stopping at a distance of just over two hundred meters. That's when they unfurled their flag: a square flag depicting the plain and the sun. It belonged to the Red Sun tribe, who, unlike the Raven tribe, had always lived entirely nomadically, plundering other tribes when they lacked food and clothing—and even when they lacked entertainment.

They only sent the second son of the tribal chieftain to attend the harvest celebration of the Jackdaw tribe, but they brought a heavily armed army with them the next day. Kerry was nervous, wondering what his father would do here, and what would happen to his brother, who was not at all ready to become a chieftain, nor had he been taught. He had always considered himself a warrior, a pure warrior.

At the same time as the horse team of the Red Sun Tribes stopped, two horses broke away from the group and slowly walked forward. They were young and old, small in stature, but they sat firmly on their horses. The riders had tanned skin and braided beards on their chins, seven for the older ones and only six for the others. According to the tradition of their tribe, only warriors who had killed the enemy could braid their beards, and then increase their numbers as they achieved new exploits, but only chiefs could use seven, and generals could use six.

But the man was too young to look like he was in his twenties and couldn't possibly be a general, so Kerry guessed that he was a prince, just like Kerry himself.

The two men stopped not far from Kerry, exactly the length of the giant's armspan plus the Ice Lance plus three paces. Kerry wasn't so sensitive to the battlefield, but Siegel, trained in dwarven combat, had calculated the distance accurately and understood what it meant: those two men were definitely battle-hardened and had sharp combat instincts, and perhaps they still hadn't given up on hostility. So Siegel took his wand in one hand and took the ration from Janet in the other, and shoved it in two mouthfuls to restore his strength and energy.

The giant was tall and large, and he could look at the chief on the horse when he stood on the ground, which made the two people of the Red Sun tribe very embarrassed. According to the etiquette of the Northland steppes, when two equal parties meet, one party should stand on the ground, and the other party should not salute on his horse, otherwise it will be considered an insult. But after dismounting, they could only look up at the giants according to their height, and the Red Sun Chieftain did not want to be disadvantaged, so he pretended not to understand anything, and still rode on his horse.

"The giant, as expected, lives up to its name, like a big bear. Sanna, the Red Sun Chief, said with a loud voice.

Kerry was wrapped in bandages on his head, shoulders and arms, burned skin beneath the bandages, and anger beneath the bandages. But he has always restrained himself, 'The king should not be angry, only majestic'. These were the words of his father to educate his brother, and Kerry happened to be hearing them at the time.

So he reached out his big hand, tore off the bandage, and re-exposed his wound. As the bandage came some sticky skin, the ointment the wizard applied slid down the giant's strong pectoral muscles, leaving a crimson trail. Kerry slammed the spear to the ground, and the Frost Giant's blood unleashed, and his body was immediately covered with a layer of ice crystals, refreezing the wound. The ice spear echoed from afar, and the snowflakes swirled around the tip of the spear one by one.

Kerry took two steps forward and snorted softly, as if a Titan stood tall above the earth. The two horses fell to their knees with a neighing of their legs, and the rider above quickly jumped from the saddle so as not to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"It's rude to cover your head and face someone, and you can't let the knights who come from afar see your face. Kerry waited until they had stood up straight before he began to speak, and his size alone could match the size of the two opposites combined, which gave him an advantage when he spoke. "Now everyone sees that I am Kerry the Giant, the new chief of the Raven Tribe. ”

"I saw the fire on the horizon last night, so I came over to take a look, I didn't expect you to have such a damn thing in your camp. The Red Sun Chief pointed to the corpse of the red dragon with his horsewhip and asked in a loud voice, "Let's make a business." Give me the carcass of the dragon, and my horsemen will go and find your enemy, and take it and slaughter it. What do you say?"

"You are welcome to do so. Kerry looked into the other party's eyes and said slowly: "But who is the enemy and who is innocent has to be decided by us." ”

"Damn, aren't we mercenaries, and we're here to do chores for you?" the Red Sun Chief slammed his whip and spat on the ground, then cursed. "You stinky little devil, you are tall and hairy, and you are not a camel! This wolf on the grassland only needs to eat meat and drink blood, and those who eat grass and rot should be obedient. ”

Kerry took another step forward, enveloping everyone in range. He picked up his spear and stabbed it, piercing the head of Chief Sanna's horse and nailing it to the grass. The two men were startled, and quickly jumped to the sides, and with a double thud, they pulled out the scimitar they were carrying, and the blade flashed white. The soldiers on both sides looked nervously at the three people in the center of the field, all of them clenching their weapons.

The giant stepped forward and tore the flesh off the horse's neck at once, and blood spurted out to form a stream. "Come, Chief Sanna, Banner Bearer of the Red Sun Tribe, thank you for sending your flesh and blood. You see, I just got into a fight, I'm injured, and I have a good appetite!"

With that, he leaned down and took a sip. His throat shuddered, and blood slowly ran down the corners of his mouth and neck. Two men from the Red Sun Tribe stood one step away from the giant with weapons in hand, noticing that his neck was not protected in the slightest.

It can't be said that there is no at all, there is a layer of burnt flesh there, and there is a layer of ice crystal armor on the outside.

Just as he was stunned, Kerry looked up. His mouth was red with blood, and he bit on a piece of raw horse meat, chewed it twice, and swallowed it. Kerry held the horse's neck in both hands, looked at the Red Sun Chief with two blue eyes, and said, "Shall we eat meat together?"

The Red Sun Chief laughed and walked up with his scimitar. He slipped the horse's belly open, reached in and pulled out the heart, and handed it to Kerry: "This is my gift to you, Jackdaw Chieftain, Giant Kerry." You're so tall and strong, you deserve something really good!" Kerry swallowed the heart in a few bites, and the two of them hugged each other vigorously.

Because of this, the Red Sun Tribe has been a loyal follower of the Jackdaw Tribe since that day, and the two tribes have since bonded to each other through marriage. At the meeting of the tribal kings, when someone laughed at Chief Sanna's height and doubted his prowess, the chief would say, "Mother, you think you are tall, go to Kribbi! it or my own horse!"

The Red Sun tribe left only twelve cavalry to protect the chieftain, while the prince and the other riders turned around and went to the tribe to prepare some tents to transport them to help the Jackdaw tribe rebuild. Kerry's wife, Messera, sent messengers to get her father and brother from the Black Wolf tribe to help, and she had only been married for only two years and still maintained a high level of prestige in her original tribe.

After that, everyone can finally start to focus on rebuilding from the ruins. Kerry staggered to Siegel's rest area. The giant had already arranged for a warrior to help take care of his brother, and had already set up a fire for him, boiling the meat cut from the dead horse in the pot while roasting a few potatoes over the fire.

Kerry let the warrior go and became his own servant. Janet sensed that Kerry had something to say, so she excused herself to go outside and find some wild vegetables and other soups. When there was no one around, Siegel noticed that Kerry was pale and trembling. "I thought today was the end of the world, and I was terrified. "When I saw my father engulfed in darkness, I felt like I was doomed and dying, and when I saw the tent lit up and thought that the Messiah was still inside, I was in despair and thought only of snatching her body and dying in the flames together." Only you're still fighting outside, so thank you for saving me and saving the whole tribe. ”

"You saved Janet too, didn't you?" said with a smile, "We're all survivors, so don't talk so much nonsense." ”

"Survivor, what a heavy word. Kerry stared down at the fire, then shook his head: "The living are higher than the dead, my father once taught me so, I always thought that the right to live is above all else, and now I understand that it is because the living have greater responsibilities and burdens on their shoulders, like a mountain, so they are higher than the dead." Not long ago, I thought I would die under the onslaught of the cavalry of the Red Sun Tribe, and the only thing I could do was kill as many enemies as I could. Do you see the gap between our weapons and theirs? I see the shortbows next to their horses, and they can kill us with their arrows alone. In fact, the Red Sun tribe is not the most troublesome, such as the brute bear, broken bones and rushing stream, they have been suppressed by us in the first place, maybe now they are looking for an opportunity to find our trouble. ”

"You still have allies. "I think there are many other tribes who survived this disaster, who were friends of your father and are still your friends. ”

"That's right, a few tribal chiefs who participated in the harvest celebration survived, and most of the others were burned to death. This matter needs to be explained to their tribe, but in the process of explanation, it must not appear that our Jackdaw tribe is too weak - now it can no longer be coveted by the wolves. Siegel, you're a smart man, give me a solution. ”