Feeling the north wind blowing faster than a blade, mixed with large and small particles of ice and snow, but Aaron felt extremely fulfilled, and everything that was once familiar would come back.

Especially the generous touch under your feet - no shaking, no shaking. Smooth and steady, as if he wouldn't move for 10,000 years, he discovered for the first time how wonderful it was to step on the earth.

In fact, he was not alone, but the thirty knights behind Aaron Brennus and the three hundred hand-picked rangers who came with him shared similar sentiments. The endless jolting on the water surface makes people's stomachs turn upside down, and their brains are dizzy, as if anyone can faint. The cramped cabin made the air very turbid, and even when I walked to the deck to breathe, the wind and waves blowing on all sides made me have a headache.

It's not just such problems - even the horses they brought with them are completely destroyed on board - they are already skinny and completely unresponsive. Fortunately, Commander Constantine still has a lot of captive highland horses in the port barracks south of the Ryan tribe, otherwise many of the rangers going north this time would have fought on foot.

The Missema knights, who vomited on the boat, rested for two days in the Roman sailors' camp before they were ready to set off. For Aaron, this voyage may be a memory that he will never forget for the rest of his life - our Lord Duke Brenus has made up his mind that he will never go back until he has completely pacified the barbarians of the Misty Mountains, and he does not want to go on another trip to such a "hell" before he recovers.

The wry-smiling Gardo had no choice but to wait to set off with Aaron - after all, they were very important guests to the Ryan tribe, and the Brennus family, who had guarded the northern outpost for more than a hundred years, were considered to be very prestigious among the highlanders. What's more, this time Aaron came on behalf of Theodore.

On the ancient road covered in snow and ice, hundreds of Missemaz's rangers marched briskly, their thick felt robes looking very warm. The sizable cavalry held aloft a swallowtail flag painted with a black falcon. At the head of the procession, Chora, the chief knight of the Brenus family, personally held the cross flag of the eagle on a purple background, symbolizing the Holy Roman Empire, and the wide flag rolled back and forth in the snow and wind, like the sails of a warship on a big wave, waving its tail from side to side. Ice and snow that roll up the white waves.

"I've never felt that the ice field is so lovely, the glorious cross is on it, it's so smooth, it's so down-to-earth, it's full of security and nostalgia. Aaron smiled and gently grasped the reins of the horse, not giving too much restraint to the horses under him, and the crisp sound of the horse's hooves was as pleasant as his mood now: "I have never felt like this." In the past, I just thought it was too desolate, and the farmers had to work hard to grow enough food for a year!"

"And this is the home of the highlanders, and the forests provide us with preserved prey, berries to fill our mouths, furs and firewood for warmth, oats to grow under the moss, and children and the elderly to sing around the campfires – from millennia ago. Gado looked at the slightly desolate land nearby. Plain but warm: "This is also our battlefield, and the men of the tribe will go to this battlefield as soon as they reach adulthood, fighting the beasts, the ice and snow, the north wind, and the barbarians of the Misty Mountains, defending our women, our old parents, and our young children. ”

"My father once told me that the Far North ice sheet was bigger than the entire empire. Aaron whispered, "Riding the best horses, running east or west, you will not reach the border even if you are exhausted, and if you go north along the river." You will reach the Sea of the World Realm—there, everyone will think that they have reached the end of the World Realm!"

"But only land close to the south is suitable for survival. Jia Duo smiled, as if he was a little helpless: "In the north, it is a misty mountain shrouded in ice and fog. The howl of the cold wind and death can take anyone's soul in an instant. ”

"Except for the monsters of the Misty Mountains!" Aaron grinned, let out a mouthful of white mist, and tightened the reins of his horse with a little impatience: "I can't wait, when will I get to Ryan?"

"Aren't we standing on Ryan's land now?" said Gado, pointing boldly with the tomahawk hanging from his saddle, "Look over there." We've arrived!"

Aaron looked in the direction he was pointing, and in the midst of a sea of snow and ice, the slightly raised hillside surrounded by an earthen wall stood out. Tiered thatched houses and characterful longhouses sit on the hillside. The people at the watchtower on the wall seemed to have spotted their side, and the wooden fence door slowly opened, and a dozen highlanders in leather robes stepped out of the earthen wall and greeted them.

"It's not as good as your castle, but it's more or less a home. Gado looked at Aaron's expression with some concern, and found that the other party did not mean to look down, but showed a smile of surprise.

"How did you put those clods together, and there shouldn't be any big rocks here that could be used to build a wall?" Aaron had just finished speaking, as if he remembered something, "yes...... In such weather, after putting up the soil and pouring snow water, it can freeze in one night!

"None of this is a big deal. Having said that, Jiaduo's face also showed a bit of pride when he was praised: "Come on, I think they must be ready to welcome with wine and barbecue!"

The elated Aaron beckoned the knights behind him, and the mighty cavalry of more than three hundred people entered the Ryan tribe with banners under the welcome of the highlanders.

It was evident that the highlanders of the Ryan tribe were still very friendly to their guests—especially when the guests were brought by their own high chieftain, and there was no need to tell many highlanders with axes and short spears to come up and lead the knights' horses to the stables, and prepare forage and green beans to take care of the fellows.

With the exception of the thirty knights who insisted on following Aaron, the Rangers were welcomed into their homes by these hospitable highlanders, and children dressed in thick felt frolicked around the strange guests, not at all afraid of life. The women hurried home to light a fire and prepare air-dried meat and oats to make a pot of soup.

It is true that the Brenus family has a lot of prestige among the Highlanders, but it is mainly in the western Highlander tribe, and the Ryan tribe at least Aaron has never been here, and there are probably very few people here who know his surname. He guessed that these people would be so enthusiastic that they thought they were Romans—though that was true.

Especially those people, especially ordinary highlanders who were not samurai, looked at Gado with respect and adoration in their eyes. Obviously, Gado didn't just rely on his father's prestige to become the great chief of the Ryan tribe.

"You can see that these people adore you—or should I call it, love. Aaron and Gado walked side by side, looking at the old men who came over and bowed to Gado, and the young falcon was a little jealous, even in Mistermak he had never enjoyed such a gaze - although he felt that he was not doing a bad job: "I guess it must not be just because of the earthen wall?"

"Before I became the Great Chief, Ryan was a wooden-fenced dirt slope, and after that — a warmer, safer dirt slope. Ha Lu Ha ...... "Gado greeted the people around him very casually: "Commander Constantine taught me a lot of useful knowledge, and I learned a lot from the Caesarea Academy—that's why everyone would be willing to join the Empire, because they could live a good life." ”

As they spoke, the two walked to the very top of the uplifted hillside, a huge longhouse that served as both Gado's home and the tribal hall. Excitedly, Gado walked over and pushed open the door first, and the bonfire in the spacious hall was blazing, making the whole room warm.

Sunel sat in a chair facing the campfire, a boy in a blanket shrunk beside him, hugging a large wooden bowl and sipping broth, wet hair sticking to the sides of his cheeks.

"Father, look who I've brought with you. Gado walked up to Sunel, took Aaron's hand and introduced him: "Aaron Brennus, Duke of Mistermael, son of Megster. He came to our aid on behalf of the Emperor of the Empire. Aaron, this is my father Sunel, Sunel.' Bear hunting'!"

"I heard His Majesty Theodore mention your great name, Your Excellency Sunel!" Aaron smiled sincerely and took the initiative to extend his right hand: "It is a great honor to meet you." ”

"I believe there aren't many highlanders who don't know anyone from the Brenus family. Sunel shook Aaron's hand with a slight smile, but there was not much joy on his face, looking a little sad: "Welcome to Ryan, Aaron, son of Magister, I hope you will enjoy it here." ”

"This is ...... I don't mean to offend, but I don't seem to have seen you before - I know Ryan's little guys, I'm their boss. Gado smiled and slowly squatted down to look at the boy sitting on the floor drinking soup: "Where are you from, little one!"

"Aslum, I'm from Aslum. The boy was a little scared: "I have been running for many days, and I am hungry and tired." ”

"Make this your home, eat enough and get a good night's sleep!" Hearing "Aslum", Jiaduo stood up happily and looked at his father nervously: "Yes...... Or is it that Anton Jia can't wait?!"

"No, it's neither. Sunel barely squeezed out a smile, stood up and walked to the box on the side of the hall, and gently opened the lid on it: "Gado, I want you to promise me that no matter what happens, don't be too impulsive." Don't forget you're already Ryan's Great Chief!"

"I know this, you've said it a hundred times, father. I believe I still have a little bit of ability.................." Jiaduo, who was a little impatient, casually coped with what his father had said to him countless times, touching his head and looking at his father's slowly turning figure, and then the whole person froze there.

Sunel, who turned around, was holding a delicate short spear in his hand!

"I'd like to tell you something...... Not very good news. ”

(Long live Messi!Argentina must win ——!!!!!!!!) (To be continued......)