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Not long after, the barbarian convoy set off again, and Taslan, who was the leader and scout of the convoy, also retired and went to the front of the convoy to complete his duty.

Gehr looked at the inside of the carriage he was in, and it was full of agricultural products that looked like pumpkins, all of them were extraordinarily large, and they were fixed with neat iron shelves, and the carriage was piled to the brim, leaving only a passage that could be entered and exited by one person and an open space in the middle, just enough for Gell to sleep here alone.

The fur sleeping bags and blankets sent by Taslan were also very thick, and Gehr tried them, and they were very warm, so he fell asleep with his clothes, and soon fell asleep in the shaking of the carriage.

In the evening, while camping, Gehr got to know several other leading figures in the barbarian convoy, and they all seemed quite friendly to Gehr. After some contact, Gell has a very good sense of this tribe.

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Although the convoy of the Dakar tribe missed the best time to return to Tamozaros, as natives, they were also prepared for this situation, and they pulled the cart with all six-legged horses, which were extremely powerful, and they also carried a lot of spare horses for rotation, so they had no problem walking on the snowy fields.

Coupled with the familiarity of the road, the convoy traveled very smoothly, and after fifteen days finally crossed the outskirts of the Tarazan Plateau, and was about to enter the core area surrounded by mountains.

"There's Devil May Cry Mountain Road ahead, just walk through there. The most difficult part of the road is over. ”

Taslan, who was beside Gehr, said. At this time, the two of them were standing in the middle of the convoy, watching the other convoy members busily prepare to cross the mountain road.

In Taslan's mouth, the Devil May Cry Mountain Road is a strange mountain road that is shrouded in tyrannical winds all year round. Normally, as long as you pay attention to safety, you can pass safely, but in the depths of winter, the Devil May Cry Mountain Road, mixed with icy cold winds, heavy snow, and slippery ground, is like a road to death, so that almost no outsiders dare to try to cross this dangerous mountain road at this time, even if the local tribes try not to try the terrifying power of this mountain road unless they have to.

But this trail is the only way to access the core of the Tarazan Heights. In order to rush back to the tribe's station as soon as possible, the barbarian convoy could only break into the Devil May Cry Mountain Road.

After watching for a while, the convoy was in full swing, busy reinforcing the carriage. Gehr turned his head towards a mountain pass not far away, and the swirling wind formed a large whirlpool at the mountain pass, rolling up the snowflakes in the sky and under the ground and rotating them at high speed, forming a presence like a wall of wind. Driven by extremely fast wind speeds. They produced a terrifying howl between the cliffs of the mountain trail. From afar, it sounded like a fool's cry. This is also where the name of the Devil May Cry Mountain Road comes from.

"Wait until we all walk and get to the front of the road, it's not safe in the carriage. It's best to follow behind the six-legged giant horse and let it help you out of the wind......" Taslan shook off the accumulated snowflakes on his body, and continued to take care of some points through the Devil May Cry Mountain Road towards Gehr, at this time, another barbarian warrior came over and said something to Taslan, Taslan replied a few words, and then turned to Gehr and said, "There is something to deal with in front of me, I'll go over first." After we set off, we will follow the previous words and walk with everyone. ”

"Okay. Gehr nodded.

After waiting for Gehr, the convoy began to depart.

All the spare horses were driven to the front, and behind them hung racks specially used to shovel snow to clear the way, and began to clear the way for the whole convoy.

Soon, the entire convoy crossed the "wind wall" and officially entered the Devil May Cry Mountain Road.

As soon as you enter the mountain trail. The howling cold wind that swept at high speed was coming, and the sound of a ghost crying was even louder and harsh, as if it was coming from the ears, as if no matter how loud the shout could not pass through the barrier of this wind. Palm-sized snowflakes rushed over as if they were about to bury people alive, so that nothing could be seen except for a faint figure in the distance.

With a rope tied around his waist, Gehr followed the vague figure not far in front of him, walking on the improvised path.

Behind him, a wind lamp hung on the roof of the carriage, constantly shaking in the cold wind, causing the light emitted by it to sway and become blurred, adding a rather eerie brilliance.

The road ahead seemed endless, and nothing could be heard except the sound of the wind, and everyone walked silently with their heads down and squinting their eyes, only the rope around their waist guided them in the direction of progress.

For Taslan, Gehr is also a little admired. As the leader of the team, Taslan has always been at the front of the team, guiding the team safely and taking the greatest risks in this harsh terrain, and as a leader, he has done a good enough.

Time passed little by little, and the convoy finally crossed the trail after two hours.

After passing the Devil May Cry Mountain Road, the wind began to gradually decrease, the snow became softer, and the temperature began to rise to a certain extent, especially the snow on the ground, which became less and less as the convoy advanced, and the thinner it became, and even the bare yellow grass in some places.

At this time, some of the people who trekked through the Devil May Cry Mountain Road in front of them went back to the carriage to rest first, while the others continued to move forward, and then waited for the people in the carriage to rest before coming down to change shifts.

After about five hours, the convoy finally came to a wonderful place.

After passing through the difficult road in the mountains and entering the canyon, the surrounding colors immediately changed, and the previous pallor disappeared, and all turned into a dazzling green, forming a green world.

Gehr looked around carefully, and the greenery was also divided into different shades of light and dark, with the mouth of the canyon as the boundary, and the more you went inside, the deeper the greenery became. Compared with the cold wind in the mountain road before, the wind here can only be called a cool breeze at best, caressing everyone's already stiff faces, but it can bring a trace of warmth.

Not far away, there is a babbling mountain stream, mixed with the crisp and melodious sound of birdsong, constantly teasing the hearing of the new travelers, making people want to follow the sound to step forward, bury their heads deep in the stream, and take a big sip.

And that's exactly what the people in the team did.

Gehr also followed, came to the stream with pure water and bottomed out, and filled himself with a mouthful of sweet water, and immediately felt refreshed.

"This is the Emerald Canyon, the sacred place of our White People, which is guarded and managed by a tribe every year, rotated every year, and must not be monopolized by any tribe. Taslan reappeared in front of Gehr, his hat removed, his black hair completely soaked, and drops of sparkling water dripping down his many pigtails.

"It's a great place, but why is the climate completely different from outside?" Gehr asked, wiping his face and shaking the water off his face.

"Our clan's shaman said that it was the geothermal effect, and I don't know what the reason was, so be it anyway, haha. Taslan smiled innocently, "The team is going to rest here for a day, you can see if you can find out why." ”

"Of course. Gehr replied with a smile, and he was also curious about this area that could still be like spring all year round surrounded by snow and ice.

Soon, a group of barbarian cavalry rushed over, and it seemed that the tribe guarding the area had noticed the movement here and came to check it out.

Taslan greeted him, and after a few words with the leading cavalry captain, the cavalry turned and left, and the convoy began to move again at Taslan's beckoning.

The journey was not too long, and in less than half an hour, the convoy arrived at a flat camping site that had been prepared.

It was then that Gehr understood why the climate was so beautiful all year round - the volcano that had previously been hidden by greenery and rocks stood there, and looking at the smoke billowing from the top, it was clear that the volcano was still active, and that the abundant geothermal heat it provided gave the area a miraculous environment.

The camp in Taslan is on the flat ground below the volcano.

That night, the local tribe warmly welcomed the Dakar tribal convoy, everyone sang and danced around the large bonfire, and Taslan, as the protagonist, became the absolute star of the banquet.

Although he is not the protagonist, Gehr's single-handedly killing of the plateau bison has also won the respect of the local barbarians, and the plateau bison has also become the main dish of the banquet, Geer has finally enjoyed the taste of his own trophy, whether it is barbecue or broth, it is extremely fragrant and mellow, it is indeed a good product at the table.

In addition to the pleasant dinner, Geer also enjoyed the unique hot springs at the foot of the second mountain, and completely washed away the exhaustion of his body.

After resting, the convoy of the Dakar tribe restarted on the road, and after bidding farewell to the native barbarians, they left this warm canyon and began to continue their journey.

The trails were still impassable in the depths of winter, but after the trials of the Devil May Cry trails, the morale of the convoy crew had been maintained well, and as the distance increased, so did their morale, as each step brought them closer to their long-cherished home.

Finally, after six days, this not-so-easy journey finally came to an end.

In front of it is a yellow and green meadow, after the breeze, the meadow is bent down, from a distance it looks like layers of beautiful waves, and above the meadow, countless tents of various colors are separated from it, like a multitude of flowers dotted on the meadow, and there is no edge in sight.

By this time, it was almost dusk, and the sun had set in the west, revealing only half of its body behind the mountains, and the long oblique light dragged the convoy back in a long shadow, but it was soon covered by a thicker and larger shadow—the towering tower, which stood in the middle of the tents, which seemed to be its faithful guards, and stretched outward in circles.

This is Taslan's home and Gehr's destination - Motazaros. (To be continued......)