Lord of the North

In the end, Derek couldn't persuade Jason to let him go, and he could only leave Irontooth Town full of frustration.

She had to go back and ask the wise men of the royal family about this matter. Her grandfather, an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, was known as the wisest member of the Sea God Clan.

And before she left, she left behind a few ropes with complicated runes, and told Jason to replace them with this thing when there was a problem with Adrian's seal in the future.

It's just that she thinks that as long as Jason usually pays attention to Adrian's status and other issues, he may never need this thing.

It is best to never use these ropes.

In addition, Jason also built a huge "luxury prison" for Adrian, which was buried deep under the earth and cost a lot of money to build.

All the guarding work is done by members of the Black Crow, without the leadership of Jason or Hassan, no one can enter at will.

As for the huge gem left by Rockefeller, it was transported to the contracted basement by Jason after a lot of effort.

Although he still doesn't know what the use of this thing is, but sooner or later he will figure it out, it is impossible for Rockefeller to leave him a useless thing.

Otherwise, it probably wouldn't have left those confusing words to Jason.

In addition, Jason is most worried about the army going forward to the ice field and the accompanying artisan slaves, etc., although there are very few ice storms at this time.

And they have all made sufficient preparations for this mission, but Jason is still worried that something unexpected will happen to them.

After all, you can't get Rockefeller's help every time you encounter difficulties.

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"It's back again."

Donne exhaled a mouthful of white mist riding on the horse, looking at the vast ice field in front of him, he couldn't help but whispered.

This time, because their team was huge and they still had some construction materials, the progress of the army was inevitably slowed down. It took them nearly two months to complete the journey that could have been completed in less than a month.

"Where is that barbarian camp?"

Beowulf rode up behind him,

Looking at several hills that are not very obvious in the distance.

"It's almost here, it should only be two or three days away."

Don took out the map he had drawn himself, carefully compared the nearby topography and landforms, and said.

This kind of thing can't be sloppy, otherwise his small mistake may cause the team to suffer huge losses.

Getting lost on the ice field is not very fatal because of the help of hounds, but it is still possible to waste and lose some supplies.

"Lord Beowulf, can I lead a group of vanguard soldiers to explore the road tonight, and if conditions permit, we can directly attack." Dawn asked again.

The supreme commander of this team is not his little knight, but the unfathomable Beowulf.

"No, send out falconers and scouts to investigate the movement of these barbarians first. After three days, we will directly lead our troops to suppress them by force. It is best to force them to surrender."

Beowulf immediately shook his head and denied Donne's idea, apparently he already had his own plan in mind.

"My lord, these savages are difficult to tame and are very aggressive. They only have a few hundred more mouths to eat!"

Dawn became impatient when he heard the words. Several of his brothers died at the hands of this barbarian tribe.

"Please remember your position, Sir Dorn."

Beowulf narrowed his eyes, attracted by extraordinary power, and said in a loud voice: "Don't be blinded by hatred."

He had already been reminded by Jason in Iron Tooth Town that Dawn had an inextricable hatred for these barbarians.

After hearing these words, Dorn immediately broke out in cold sweat, and only then did he realize that he had almost entered a dead end because of this matter.

But even after realizing his mistake, Dawn still couldn't let go of what happened that day.

Don: "My lord, please leave the strong barbarian to me when we attack."

Then he said in a deep voice, this is his last request.

Beowulf looked into his eyes silently for a long time, then nodded slightly: "I hope you can understand what you are doing, you still have your father and family."

"Thousands of soldiers behind me also have their families and their thoughts."

Donne lowered his eyes and said softly.

Beowulf: "So I'll do what I can to bring them all home."

He said, but he knew very well that this was simply a fairy tale from the Arabian Nights.

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Two days later, Beowulf came five miles south of the barbarian tribe with fifteen hundred soldiers.

According to the report from the scouts, this barbarian tribe only has a size of about 500 people, which includes all the old and young in the tribe.

So Beowulf decided to use a frontal attack to capture here, and it is best to land them by force, because although they brought slaves, they were far less useful than a group of powerful barbarian slaves.

"Blow the horn."

The army advanced slowly, and when they approached the col, and they could even see the somewhat flustered savages in the tribe, Beowulf finally raised his long sword and gave orders loudly.

Woo~woo~woo~woo~

The melodious horn sounded, and the iron tooth collar's army still used the most basic formation of shield soldiers in front and archers in the rear. Because they lacked cavalry, the flanking army was replaced by infantry with strong shields.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The sound of orderly footsteps sounded, and the orderly army formation brought enormous pressure to the barbarians in the distance.

"Master Chief, what should we do?"

In the barbarian tribe, the nervous warrior of the barbarian who led people to attack the expedition team said to a stronger barbarian in front of him.

"What did Lord Larry say?"

The tall chief didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Master Larry said that we can't face the enemy's formation head-on, it's best...to evacuate here."

"Gu, you have to understand that we old and weak people cannot escape the pursuit of the enemy."

The barbarian chief looked away from the army formation, and looked sadly at some old people and children who were shivering not far behind.

"The Tusa people will never abandon their people."

"Let our warriors take up their weapons, we will fight to the last moment for our people."

"I see, Chief."

The barbarian warrior named Gu looked at his chief for a while, took a deep breath and nodded, then turned and left.