The ice and snow in the north covered the entire horizon, and the cold and knife-like wind whistled wantonly on the earth, raising snowflakes like ice crystals, snowflakes like elves, and dancing unrestrained like fire.

All colors fade into the invisible, and all life is covered. Who knows what shocking things are hidden beneath the snowdrifts?

The men of the northern country have never been afraid of the scorching cold, and every time the prey is infested, they will take bows and arrows, javelins and axes in the expectant eyes of their families, leave the warm fire pit, and regain the chance of survival with their blood in this snowy and forest shijie.

On that broad shoulder, bear the heavy responsibility of the reproduction of the tribe!

On this snow-covered path, a small convoy was moving slowly.

Thirty soldiers in armor and large shields and short swords guarded two wagons, the kind of large four-wheeled carriages designed to transport goods, and the soldiers marched forward with heavy steps and cold air in their mouths, draped in thick cloaks.

The tall wagon, covered with a canopy, and the creaking wheels left a deep rut mark in the snow, which was enough to show how covetous the cargo was on this trip.

A man who looked like a leader walked at the head of the caravan, leading a horse and swaying with a thick fur coat covering his face and body, looking very warm.

The flags were hoisted high, indicating that this was a caravan of the Romans.

Hiding under the haystack in the snowdrift, Barr couldn't help but lick his chapped lips and look greedily at the two heavy wagons.

The caravan of the Romans was filled with olives, pepper, wine, and beautiful cups and bowls!

These are the things that the highlanders lack the most.

Barr had reason to hate the Romans, and he hated these self-righteous bigwigs from the south.

They came from the south and took with them the most hode fur and prey of the tribe, the ore that the tribesmen had dug out of the ground. Then swagger away!

They never allow their people to negotiate with them! They always set the price! They are always so arrogant and rude! And the price is getting higher and higher every year!

These guys are scum who deserve hell! And the Romans are a hundred times more hateful than they are!

Because of these Roman ships, these fat pigs will never come to their tribe again, they can go to Ryan, who is closer!

Look at the fallen Ryans! They get more haode seeds from the fat pigs of the South, and their livestock are fatter, but do they share it with their fellow citizens? No! Never! The richer they are, the poorer their tribe becomes!

Barr felt that he was going to take revenge on these people and let them know who they should do business with and who would set the price of things!

He also dreamed of the day when he could go to the south where there was sunshine all year round, and these fat pigs did not deserve such fertile land! Those should belong to his tribe!

Now, of course, Baal has to lurk, save up, and wait for the day he is looking forward to. Take the people to enjoy, to plunder, to conquer those weak southerners, and let them see the liliang of the warriors of the north!

With a slight gasp, he tightened his grip on the axe in his hand, waited for the right moment to come, and then swept the group away.

Of course, these people have weapons and armor that will cause some inevitable casualties to their own fighters. But so what? It only means that the wounded fellow is not good at what he is! Baal, who is not worthy of his unrivaled bravery, can only die a humble death to meet his equally humble ancestors!

Barr puffed out his chest and clenched his axe, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Suddenly, the caravan came to a halt.

"Soldiers—Formation, formation!" The leader suddenly turned and ran backwards, shouting, "Hold on to your shields, protect the carriages!"

Hearing the order, the guards hurriedly formed a circle with their backs against the carriage, drew their short swords and held them tightly in their hands.

"Damn! a bunch of idiots. Barr scolded, not even thinking about it, it must have been some idiot who revealed his location and let the gang find out.

"Uhh!!!!!!h

"Uhhhh――――――!!!!!!!!!h

"Uhhhh――――――!!!!!h

"Uhhhh!!!!!h

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More roars came from all directions, as if the curtain had been lifted, and one after another Highland warriors emerged from the snowdrifts, roaring loudly, waving their weapons and shouting all sorts of trumpets.

There were more and more people, and the small caravan was soon surrounded by more than ** warriors, silently guarding in front of the carriage, waiting for the moment of battle.

"Rush up for me, and those who dare to retreat will be slaughtered!" ** pointed forward with the handle of the axe, and gave the order: "Kill them all-!!!!"

"Kill them all - !!! everything is ours !!!!"

"Ahh!!!!!!!h

The warriors' eyes instantly turned red and they rushed towards the carriage in a frenzy.

Then, a scene that was extremely puzzling for them appeared.

The leader of the caravan stood at the head of the line, took a shield from one of the soldiers, drew a short sword from his waist and stood it, then took out a small whistle and bit it in his mouth.

"Toot ――――――!!!!!"

A crisp whistle sounded, and then the tent over the wagon was lifted - there was no cargo, and the two wagons were full of heavily armed soldiers!

They jumped out of the carriage and stood in front of the guards, neatly arranged in a small phalanx. Hold the shield flat with the blade resting on the shield.

"Ha--!!!"

"Guards" erupted into a cohesive shout.

Barr watched in amazement at what was happening on the other side, and then he was furious, and he roared wildly to vent his frustration!

He was deceived!

The two groups of people started the battle with their own strange moods, and the samurai of ** rushed to the queue in front of the carriage with a variety of weapons, desperately squeezing forward, and the weapons in their hands smashed the shields, pushing them backwards.

"Attack, attack, kill them, kill them!"

Despite the great momentum and ferocity, they found that they could not break through the big shields of these people -- they could not penetrate the thorns, and they wanted to slash but found that there was no room to wave their hands, so they could only squeeze hard and keep squeezing.

Only those damned daggers would occasionally emerge from the gaps in their shields and stab the bodies of one warrior after another!

"Hold the formation--keep the formation-!" the leader shouted loudly: "The back row is on top--! Lean on the carriage--keep the formation-!"

"What are you waiting for, idiot!" Barr scolded his warriors, "Why don't you go up and kill these bastards!"

But the fact is that these people can't even let that turtle shell-like formation take another step back and shake a step.

On the contrary, it was themselves, when they saw that the brothers in front of them were being put down one after another, and they were stabbed into the ribs with short swords, and blood burst out, and the fear in their hearts increased inexplicably.

Originally, after seeing that there was nothing on the wagon, their passion for fighting began to fade, and after paying so many people, it was even more difficult to say.

Only the terrible battle axe in the leader's hand was the only reason why they continued to fight - no one wanted to have their heads cut off, not to mention that the axe was so blunt!

The battle has reached a stalemate, and both sides are expecting the collapse of the other to interrupt this unbearable stalemate.

Baal became more and more impatient, and the more time passed, the greater the casualties of his warriors, which made it unbearable for him - good warriors were the most precious treasure of the tribe, and the most important thing he could handle.

Just as he decided to rush forward himself, a noisy vibration came from behind him.

Baal turned his head, and a cloud of smoke swept down the dust and charged at him.

It's cavalry!

"Charge-!

Konstantin galloped wildly, and behind him were forty highlander cavalry led by Gado!

The cavalry was in a very wide formation, which was also in line with the habit of the highlanders -- such a thing as a cluster charge was still considered the "patent" of the southerners.

A silent mood was brewing in Baal's heart, and he didn't know where the pride came from, ** brandished his long-handled axe and ran towards the guy who rushed to the front!

"Uhh!!!!!h

Roaring in anger, the heavy long-handled axe was swung and smashed like a black shadow!

But to his surprise, the man peculiarly avoided it, and Barr even saw the guy's face, a face full of mockery.

Immediately afterward, a sharp pain spread from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, and then it was dark in front of my eyes, and I didn't know anything.

He didn't even have time to say one sentence:

"Damn!

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The warriors of the Bal soon crumbled after discovering that their leader had been knocked down.

They fled frantically in all directions, but two legs could not outrun four legs, and the cavalry rushed over them like rabbits and struck them on the heads, and at once they fell to the ground and were slaughtered.

Gado was very excited--this was a very beautiful battle, eighty infantry, forty cavalry, one hundred and twenty men actually defeated more than 400 people so easily, and there was not a single casualty, it was easier than hunting!

Konstantin was also very happy, he was indeed very lucky to be able to catch this gang of robbers so easily, and it was really unexpected that he was hooked so easily.

But the two of them soon became unhappy.

This gang of robbers is really a warrior of the Shidfu tribe!

"It seems that we still have to discuss it with the old bear. Konstantin muttered depressedly: "Can't you just deny it? Isn't it simple to say that you are from the Misty Mountains? These brainless people!"

(Lalala, lala, I'm a little novelist, regardless of the wind and rain, I rush to the draft, while rushing, while howling, the next story is really good, if there is a reward, it will be better to chat~.)

"Ba", "Te" and "Er" are actually taboo words, and I am really speechless when I am hungry...... ）

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