Boris was awakened by the pain in his shoulder. He opened his tired eyes and saw a simple and ruined scene in front of him. This was a temporary tent hut with nothing in it, only a simple small bed and a
Stacking hay. He wakes up during the day, otherwise, if it is night, it will be dark here and nothing can be seen.
Boris touched the wound on the back of his neck. It was as if some kind of herbal medicine had been applied on it, and it was cool. However, the wound was still very painful with a slight touch.
He sorted out his thoughts, and his last memory stayed in the frozen forest. At that time, at least forty or fifty beastmen attacked him. He was finally hit by a hammer and fell to the snow, waiting for the beasts.
Man's last blow. However, it didn't.
In his impression, Boris heard a loud horn, like the horn of the long-lost cavalry outside the Great Wall - the Ugor Cavalry. So, he was rescued by them?
With doubts, Boris got up with difficulty and came outside the tent. The scene in front of him shocked him. The setting sun dyed the distant mountains blood red, and the cold wind blew heavy fog, floating between the sky and the earth. On the empty snowfield,
There are hundreds of sheepskin tents standing impressively, and countless "savages" in ragged clothes are walking around in this unfenced camp. Most of them are not wearing armor, at most they are leather armor, and more of them are wearing thick cotton clothes or animal skins.
There were all kinds of people with black hair, red hair, and yellow hair. They were busy doing their own things, and no one seemed to notice them.
Boris looked up and saw that the camp was almost endless. It was obvious that this was a huge human tribe. But was there such a large human tribe outside the Great Wall? Boris didn't know. He just heard that it was
A nomadic cavalry unit once helped Rhodes and defeated the invading Norscans. But for many years, these tribes have disappeared from people's sight. Ever since the black orc Grimgor Ironhide went north,
The whereabouts of the Ugor tribe has become a mystery.
So, he met the legendary Ugor tribe? Boris didn’t know.
Just as he was looking around curiously, a group of nomadic riders came to him on ponies——
"You, come with us."
The leading man whispered. It was almost a commanding tone.
Boris has long been accustomed to it. He is no longer a great nobleman of Kislev. He is just a captain of a border fortress. He has already done too many things to obey orders. Although the riders in front of him are not his superiors.
, at least, they were his saviors. Boris had already put away his arrogance and disdain. He followed these "savages" on foot to the big tent in the center of the camp.
Some women turned to look at him, pointing and talking. Boris could see some friendly smiles on their faces, but the topics of their conversations really made him a little creepy... Generally speaking, this foreigner is strong and strong.
Physical fitness arouses the interest of women...
When he walked into the big tent, he was hit by a wave of heat. It was the temperature of a flame. Four charcoal basins were placed under the four large pillars of the tent, exuding bursts of heat. This temperature made Boris feel that he had not seen it for a long time.
The warmth of the sun. He has forgotten the warmth of the sun, so let's use this flame instead.
"Are you the kid who tore apart Beastmen with your bare hands?"
The man's deep and deep voice stopped Boris. He was an old man with a face full of scars. Like himself, this man looked like a battle-hardened warrior. The deepest scar extended from his forehead to his chin.
Through the eye. It is conceivable that the person who caused this scar must be a crazy guy, maybe a Norscan raider, or a beastman.
"I was not unarmed. At that time, I had a weapon in my hand."
Boris answered modestly. He has changed his previous arrogant temper and is seeking truth from facts.
The old man laughed...
"I thought you brought a warrior, but I didn't expect you to bring a common man."
"You and I are both mortal. No one can fight a beastman with bare hands. If he can, he is definitely a fool."
Boris replied calmly.
The field suddenly became quiet, and you could see a sinister expression on the face of the man who had just laughed at him. If it weren't for several riders behind him, he would probably have a fight with this rough guy right now.
"Tell me, young man, what are you doing out in the frozen woods alone?"
A tall figure slowly stood up from the darkness and looked in the direction of the sound. Boris saw a burly middle-aged man. The man's face was weathered, but it was not a sword wound, but wind marks and frostbite.
Compared with other people, the middle-aged man's voice is richer and his face is broad and flat, not like Western humans at all.
Boris didn't ask any more questions. Even if he just felt it, he could guess that this person was the leader of this tribe.
"Perform mission."
Boris responded briefly -
"My commander ordered me to destroy the Demonic Rock to prevent the Beastmen from invading the Great Wall."
"Send you alone?"
The man came closer, and Boris realized that this man was a full head taller than himself. Coupled with his burly figure, Boris was sure that he had never seen such a tall man in his limited experience.
Human. He is almost as strong as a beastman. His arms and arm muscles are like rocks. Perhaps, such a person can really tear apart a beastman with his bare hands...
"Send out a team."
"So, the entire team has been wiped out, and you are the only one left?"
The man continued to ask questions. He seemed to be very interested in Boris.
"To be precise, it was me who saved the whole team. In the end, I volunteered to go deep into the forest to carry out the mission."
Boris cleared his thick throat and continued to explain——
"We encountered an ambush and siege by beastmen in the forest. My companions suffered heavy casualties. I risked my life to find the beastman leader, killed him, and repelled the beastman troops that besieged us. Then, I asked them to go back first,
I carry out the mission alone."
"You want to die."
The man could see Boris's thoughts at a glance.
Boris did not answer and remained silent.
“Knowing when a man is most vulnerable?”
The man asked in a deep voice.
Boris shook his head. He stared into the man's black eyes, trying to find the answer.
"When you're emotionally involved."
After listening, Boris became even more silent. He seemed to have seen through his own thoughts, but he was going in circles intentionally or unintentionally.
“Know when a man is bravest?”
Boris still shook his head.
"When he has nothing, not even death."
After saying that, the man burst into laughter.
"You are brave, young man. I admire your courage and fighting prowess. If you stay, you can fight side by side with my tribe and kill more beastmen. You don't have to carry out the bullshit missions given by your commander.
.”
The man spoke. This also confirmed Boris's guess that he was indeed the leader of this tribe. However, he did not intend to stay here. Although this was not a Norse tribe, it was similar to the barbarians. He did not want to be with this
A group of "savages".
"Thank you for your respect and appreciation for me, Great Chief. However, I am not planning to stay. I still have to carry out my mission - destroy the Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks. Then return to the Great Wall."
Boris answered seriously.
"Hahahahaha..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the men's laughter rang out all around.
The chief's expression suddenly became serious——
"You can't go back. The beastmen that besieged you are just a small group. Now, tens of thousands of beastmen have gathered outside the Great Wall. You can't break through their blockade and return to the Great Wall. The beastman army that attacked you is just a small group.
Pioneer, more beastmen have gathered. There is more than one piece of Demonic Rock. Wake up, young man, you don’t need to defend the Great Wall. Only by following us can you survive in this wilderness."