At the end of the uphill road is a huge cold iron stone. Looking down from here, there are still endless mountains. The next mountain top seems to be at least a day's journey from here. In the mountainous terrain, the marching speed is slower than usual.
It's not just a little bit. If it weren't for the purpose of luring Tie Pi away, no one would be so perverted and walk into the barren mountains. Of course, Tie Pi is probably the only one in the world who would pursue his opponent to the ends of the earth...
"We rest here!"
Seeing that it was getting late, Rhodes could only order to camp temporarily and rest. They found a depression covered by boulders, which could block some strong winds. The tent was barely supported, and the soldiers huddled together to keep each other warm, full of love.
But the strong wind howling outside the tent made it feel like it was about to be blown over at any moment.
"Rhode, I told you before about the treasures in the Troll King's lair. Now let me tell you that the most precious thing in those treasures is a book."
Sitting in the tent, Bogul came slowly with a strong drink in hand. His eyes were blurred, as if he was thinking about the distant past.
"a book?"
Rhodes asked curiously. Knowledge is power, and this sentence is true everywhere. Moreover, books in the medieval world are sometimes more than just a book. How many magic books can be used as long as a wizard holds them in his hand?
It's power. Rhodes guessed that the book Bogul mentioned was not an ordinary book. It was at least an ancient book from thousands of years ago. It recorded some special things or some kind of power contained in it.
"Well, the Book of Hunting."
"I'm not a hunter."
Rhodes said with a smile.
"No, this book is not for hunters. Although the name is the Book of Hunting, what it records has nothing to do with hunting. It is related to the Kislev Bear God. One book is worth ten thousand books, and it is a book that governs all beasts.
Book."
Bogul introduced with a solemn expression. Rhodes had never heard him say these things before, and he must have hidden this matter in his heart for many years. Treasures and ores are irresistible temptations for dwarves. How many dwarves spent their entire lives
, just to find the underground treasure mines and treasures around the world. Although Bogul is a butcher, he is still a dwarf in essence. Before becoming a butcher, this was the thing he couldn't let go of.
"To rule all beasts?"
Rhodes became interested. Even though the cold wind was howling outside the tent, the legend from Bogul's mouth had made Rhodes forget about the cold and hunger.
"Well, legend has it that this book originally belonged to the bear god Esun, and then it was left in the world for unknown reasons. During the Chaos invasion two hundred years ago, the Chaos Norscans took away the book. But luckily,
No one among them can use this book. They can't even read it. Only Esun believers can read it. According to legend, if you want to use the power in the book, you must be the person chosen by the Bear God."
Bogul paused——
"That's why I said before that this book is very important to you, but it is no longer important to me."
"You have known about this book for a long time, but you never told me?"
Rod asked.
"Yes, because I never thought that one day we would come to Troll Mountain again. You know, this requires extraordinary courage."
Bogul sighed, and he finally looked directly at the most vulnerable place in his heart. Yes, before that, he had never thought about returning here. His comrades, his teammates, and his brothers were buried here. Now
It reminded him of those tragic past events. He had been escaping, and it was only now that he faced the fragility of his heart.
"Okay, tell me, what does it mean to rule all beasts?"
Rhodes continued to ask.
"It is said that this book records the methods of defeating all monsters; there are also legends that those who truly understand this book can summon all the beasts and let them fight together. Of course, this is just a legend. So far, it has not been known
No one can do it. I think only the Bear God himself can do it."
Bogul slowly told what he knew as if telling a story. Rhodes and Caroline listened in fascination. Listening to the dwarves telling stories is a kind of enjoyment, although sometimes they will brag to the sky.
At this moment, Bogul's words were obviously not bragging. He almost touched the book.
While we were chatting, it was getting dark.
The strong wind still tore through the camp. After a night, when they woke up again, they found that two wounded people from the previous night could not withstand the extremely cold weather in the mountains and died quietly in the night. Their expressions were painful at the moment.
Lord Giger of Winterfort and two warriors buried them with their own hands, because they could not take away the warrior's remains. The strong wind was still tearing at his bearskin coat.
Jigel's face was full of worry. Before setting off, he was full of confidence and believed that no mountain range could not be conquered. However, after more than half a month of trekking, the old lord's face was full of exhaustion and helplessness. He led
Twelve subordinates came, but now only six are left.
"Rhode, my people are dying. As you can see, the others are gradually losing their strength. If we continue like this, we may all die on the way before we reach the Troll King's lair."
Jigur stood in the snow holding a giant sword, and said tiredly. He had just buried two elite soldiers of Dusk Winter Castle, and his heart was full of sadness. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and spit out from his mouth and nose.
The warm breath immediately atomized in the air, turning into a white mist that drifted in the cold wind.
"I know, but the matter has come to this, we can only persist. Lord Jigur, you should know that we are sacrificing, and similarly, people are dying on the greenskin side. The extreme cold climate in the mountains will kill humans, and so will
Kill the greenskins. Every time they take a step, hundreds of greenskins may die. I believe that by the time we actually reach the Troll King's lair, there will not be more than a hundred orcs around Ironhide."
Rhodes pressed the old lord Jigel's shoulder——
"Before we set off, we thought about the ending and process like this, didn't we? Even if we persist until the last person, we must persist, right? Because we are not only fighting for ourselves, we are also fighting for the North.
Fight. We are the future of the North!"
"I know, but the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is that we can't walk. Many people can't walk. Who knows how many days it will take us to reach the Troll King's lair."
Jiger said angrily, as if his doubts and distrust of the dwarf came to his heart again.
"It's almost time. It is estimated that we will be able to climb over this mountain in three days. According to Bogul, the Troll King's lair is on the back of this mountain. If everything goes well, we will be able to arrive in five days."
"But that's under normal circumstances. If there's a snowstorm or avalanche..."
"There is no chance...even if there is, we have no choice."
Rod interrupted Jigel. Although they both knew in their hearts that nothing is impossible in nature.
"Rod, I want to take people down the mountain."
After a moment of silence, Jigur raised his head and spoke again. But the look in his eyes was not fear, but another kind of confidence. Rhodes knew that Jigel was not a coward. He had participated in the battle to defend Fort Watch, and had fought hard before the city was destroyed.
At that time, he stood at the gate of the city with the remaining militia, fighting to the death against the greenskins. He even faced off against the giant Arachnari spider. A person who dared to stand in front of the giant spider in the forest was by no means a coward. He was one of the most powerful people in the north.
It's rare for a lord to still be alive and have some backbone.
"As you said, we are dying, and so are the greenskins. In order to reduce your burden, I plan to take an army down the mountain and divert some of the greenskins away. Ironskin's target is you. When they discover that there is no white bear in my team
After becoming the lord, I will turn around and hunt down the army led by you. If I am lucky and am not chased by Ironhide himself, then the pressure on you will be less. After all, some greenskins were lured away by me. He
No matter how brave Ironhide is, he can't face the Troll King alone and an entire elite team at the same time."
Giger said——
"Believe me, Rhodes, this is the only way. If you go down the mountain, these soldiers can still survive, at least have a chance to survive. But if they continue walking, they will definitely not survive for long. After all, not everyone has your physique."
The cold wind blew away Rhode's hair, and they stood in the wind and thought for a long time. Finally, Rhode agreed with Jigel's statement. He would lead two hundred soldiers down the mountain to lure away the greenskins. And he would take the
The remaining fifty warriors continued to move forward. Although it was only five days away from the Troll King's lair, these five days were the distance between life and death for most warriors...