Xiao Fen's large shed carriage made a churning sound along the winding road and slowly advanced in the north of the Dongqiang Snowfield. The terrain began to rise continuously, which meant that they were approaching the edge of the Dongqiang Snowfield, and ahead was the famous Zansu Highlands.
——The Zansu Highlands are the sacred land in the barbarian language. This is the place where their ancestors have lived for generations, and the place where their souls are born and belong.
The weather was rarely clear on this day. The dry sunshine in the severe winter reflected a cold light from the ice surface far and near. The biting cold wind occasionally swept across the earth, making the surrounding fields appear peaceful and vast.
However, this tranquility was quickly interrupted by a burst of screams. Of course, the guys who destroyed the tranquility did not realize their fault, or in other words, they did not think it was a fault at all - at least, now they have more important things to do.
Things to worry about.
"Turn right!" Yun Na supported the inner wall of the carriage with one hand, leaned her head forward and ordered calmly.
Uncle Mullen has more than 30 years of driving experience, so his reaction speed in this area is naturally excellent. He flicked his whip and at the same time tightened the reins with his right hand. The two cold-resistant ponies that had been put on in a small town suddenly neighed.
With a sound, the cart turned sharply to the right.
There was a terrible vibration when the carriage turned. A mage who was preparing a spell in the carriage was thrown to the left by centrifugal force. The white light between his hands suddenly exploded and then disappeared suddenly... Xiao Fen stood up with a gray face.
He patted himself and complained: "Failed again, my balance skills are too low!"
"They're coming!" The goblin who was clinging to the rear of the carriage suddenly screamed. He nervously rushed to the center left of the carriage, and then grabbed the railing tightly.
"Keep turning right!" Yun Na's calm voice added a hint of urgency. Xue looked at her with a worried expression. She leaned behind Xiao Fen and opened her arms slightly.
Under the control of the uncle, the carriage began to turn sharply, and the wooden wheels threw up a large handful of snow foam. But even so, two tundra bison still slammed into the side of the carriage. The whole body of the carriage made a terrible sound.
Groaning, the violent shock directly threw the unsuspecting mage to the left side, but he did not feel the expected severe pain from his back. On the contrary, a soft object cushioned his body.
"Well..." The female priest hugged Xiao Fen tightly and moaned in pain.
"Snow!" Xiao Fen instantly realized what had happened. He tried to stand up, but the huge momentum of the bison caused the carriage to tilt uncontrollably to the left. This sudden tilt made the mage fall down again, and the snow fell again.
He snorted.
"...Are you okay?" Xiao Fen asked nervously.
Xue shook her head, but when she thought of her actions just now, her heartbeat accelerated several beats in vain. Xiao Fen's face was also a little hot, and Xue's soft touch felt like it was still on his back, even though there was a layer between them.
It's trivial, but it's still enough for the mage to imagine.
The carriage made a creepy "click" sound, which made people think that it would fall apart, but fortunately, it just stopped.
The goblin was the first to jump out of the carriage. It waved the bone staff as quickly as possible and chanted: "Shadow Spell - Greasy Spell!" However, this spell was fast, but its hit was not very good, leaving a large area of greasy and viscous liquid.
It emerged from the ground, but its position was more than ten feet away from the herd of bison. Only two or three bison were hit and fell to the ground.
Xiao Fen jumped out of the carriage for the second time. He took a breath a little weakly. The consecutive spell failures on the carriage just now almost made him depressed to death. He raised his head, and the bison herd in the distance began to turn, and they circled around the snowfield.
The big gun then rushed over. The ground began to shake, and the pebbles around the carriage were dancing.
"Oh my God! There are at least twenty of them!" The goblin's face turned green - even though it was originally green.
"Illusion, red, south!" Xiao Fen ordered while lifting up the rules of the dark secret.
The earth spirit understood it carefully and immediately chanted and used illusions to create a red wall of light in the south far away from the carriage. The black-robed mage calmly raised his staff and summoned a hard stone wall three times thicker behind the red wall of light. Bison.
They were immediately attracted by the bright and eye-catching red light wall in the snow. They unanimously gave up their goal and ran towards the red light wall angrily with red eyes.
Bang! The ground shook. The first bison that passed through the red wall of light hit the stone wall behind and split its brains. Red and white things stained the ground... Then the vibrations and roars came continuously.
, Xue looked away with a pale face, a little unable to bear to watch this scene.
Xiao Fen and the goblin clapped their hands to express their pleasure in cooperating. Yun Na used a low-level spell to kill the three bison trapped by the grease spell. After casting the spell, she looked around vigilantly to make sure there was nothing unusual before relaxing.
Come down.
Xue held Xiao Fen's hand, her face was still white, the scene just now was really unbearable for her.
"Fortunately, it's just an ordinary bison. If it were a ferocious animal..." The frog prince's voice became smaller and smaller. In the end, even he couldn't help but shudder, as if he had seen a certain goblin being impaled on the horns of a bull.
At this time, Uncle Mullen's voice came from the front: "Mr. Master, I'm sorry, it seems we have to stop!" He scratched his head and walked around from the front of the carriage. "The shaft of the carriage is broken, and there are still cracks in several places.
It's damaged, but the only good thing is that it hasn't fallen apart yet!" He shrugged.
Xiao Fen was slightly stunned. He walked around to the side of the carriage that was hit - it was indeed terrible. The entire right side of the carriage was almost shattered and dented from the middle. But these were minor problems. The biggest problem was that the shaft of the carriage was shaken.
It has broken into several pieces, and it is impossible to move forward at this rate.
"How is it?" Xue asked softly.
"We are in trouble this time." The mage subconsciously touched his forehead, not knowing what to do for a moment. "Are there any extra materials? Or make temporary repairs!" he asked.
Uncle Mullen leaned down and looked under the car. He shook his head and said, "This is the biggest problem. We don't have any extra wood." Then he pulled out a sharp ax from there and waved it.
: "Let's cut down two trees and make one temporarily... Although it's a bit reluctant, I thought about what you said about the Conati tribe and they can find the materials for an overhaul."
Xiao Fen looked at the wilderness around him. The snowfields on the plateau extended in all directions, stretching as far as the eye could see. There was a vast expanse of silver everywhere. Looking behind him, he saw that the snowfields of the Winter Wall were already thousands of feet away below.
A thin layer of mist creates an ethereal sense of distance between different heights.
"Are there any trees around here?" He looked around. Not to mention the coniferous forest, apart from white wormwood, there wasn't even a dead tree in sight.
Uncle Malen looked around awkwardly. He put down the ax helplessly and asked hesitantly: "Mr. Wizard, can you turn it into a piece of wood?"
Xiao Fen almost choked on his own saliva. He coughed twice and explained: "Mages are not omnipotent!" He considered the words for a while, and finally he could only say simply: "But I can think about it and see if there is anything I can do.
There is no magic that can help temporarily!"
The Frog Prince looked at everyone, leaned helplessly on the wheels of the carriage, held his chin with his thin hands and began to think of a solution. Yun Na, on the other hand, smiled slightly, sat back in the carriage and continued to read her unfinished book.
"Barbarian history and customs", the calm expression on her face seemed to have nothing to do with her. Xiao Fen stood in the cold wind and reviewed the skills that were not commonly used in his mind, Xue always stood by his side, looking at him with concern
Hold him.
Uncle Mullen looked at a few people and thought he could not help much. He put back his ax and went to the carriage to gently comfort the two ponies. At this moment, a distant horn sound suddenly came from the winter wall.
There was a sound coming from the direction of the snowy field, and almost everyone turned around with a wary look in their eyes.
"Orc's horn!" The goblin bounced off the wheel and screamed in panic.
"There are no orcs here!" Xiao Fen angrily yelled at the fussing goblin. He tilted his head and felt that the sound was a bit familiar - of course, this did not mean that he had heard this kind of horn sound, but it seemed that
I have seen a description of this kind of horn somewhere.