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Three kilometers behind the caravan, a fight was going on. The bodies of people and horses fell to the ground, and the blood was particularly glaring on the white snow.

The mercenaries of the Ice Road Mercenary Group didn't know what attacked them. They fell from the sky, accompanied by icicles falling like a waterfall, and instantly caused heavy casualties to the mercenaries.

These humanoid monsters crawled with their hands and feet, their movements were swift and fearless, and once they were thrown to the ground, there was no possibility of getting up. In the short time of the attack, half of the Ice Road Mercenary Group died. The remaining mercenaries gathered together under the leadership of the old mercenary leader, and resisted the impact of these "monsters" back to back.

"Captain...what are these things! I've never seen them before!"

The old mercenary used his skillful sword skills to cut off the monsters that rushed over, and shouted: "I don't know what these are either. Keep the formation, these are not wild beasts from the northern border, protect the mages, don't let them get close!"

The only remaining mage in the mercenary group was protected in the middle by the mercenaries. He kept using magic to add buffs to the mercenaries, and then strengthened an ice shield for each person.

The mage saw through the death energy emanating from the "monsters" and reminded loudly: "These are undead!"

Undead!

The mercenaries looked at the ugly monsters around them. Most of them saw undead for the first time.

The old mercenary leader said: "There is a necromancer hiding nearby. Find him and kill him!"

Just when the mercenaries were filled with hope because of the old mercenary's words, the mage extinguished their hope: "They are not summoned undead, they are real undead."

The old mercenary waved his sword to repel the attack and asked: "Are you not mistaken? How could there be so many undead in the northern border!"

"Summoned undead can't dodge, let alone use tactics, they only know how to attack. Look at these undead besieging us, they hunt together like wolves."

The mercenary noticed that the undead surrounding him were not in a hurry to attack.

They first killed all the horses, and then kept a suitable distance, only occasionally suddenly coming forward to harass, as if waiting for something.

The undead with wisdom are definitely not the low-intelligence guys summoned by the necromancer.

They are more dangerous and more deadly.

The old mercenary held a sword and warned: "They didn't seal the encirclement. They are waiting for us to collapse and escape from the gap. They are very smart undead. Without horses, we can't outrun the tireless undead in the snow."

Mage: "Here, our physical strength is also not as good as the undead. The severe cold will freeze us all to death here."

"Is there no way? You are our mage."

"There is no way! We can only hope that someone passes by here and saves us."

The morale of the mercenary group was bleak.

In the northern border, when travelers find traces of people ahead, most of them will choose to change direction. The probability of someone passing by here is very small, and it is even rarer to pass by and be willing to help.

Defending and escaping are both dead ends.

The mercenaries confronted the undead in despair.

The heavy snow quickly covered the corpses and blood.

It didn't last too long. Finally, someone couldn't stand the cold and pressure and shouted loudly, then turned and ran towards the gap in the encirclement.

The chain reaction made the other mercenaries lose their only sanity, and they all ran in the direction where there were no undead.

The old mercenary tried his best to shout to stop them, but to no avail. Seeing the approaching undead, he could only join the fleeing team, and even... cut the tendons of his companions with the tip of his sword.

From the moment they fled, they were no longer brothers who could trust their backs to each other. Only those who could outrun everyone had hope of escaping.

The crawling ice figurines ran and chased the mercenaries from behind.

There were also crawling ice figurines that fell from the sky, covering the path of the mercenaries' escape with large pieces of ice.

There were corpses one after another on the snow, until the old mercenary who was running in the front was pierced through the calf by an ice cone, and the crawling ice figurines pounced on him to end the battle.

In this way, the crawling ice figurines guarded the area within a few kilometers around Helot like loyal hounds, eliminating everything that might endanger the caravan.

As a result, the legend of four-legged monsters spread in the northern border for a long time.

With the protection of the crawling ice figurines, Helot no longer pretended to be on guard for the caravan. He spent most of his time lying on the sled meditating, gaining knowledge from the starry sky, and expressing his opinions in the discussion group through the starry sky.

With the blessing of the huge knowledge base of the Immortal Tower, and the deciphering of the immortal mages who have survived for who knows how many years, the mysterious veil of bloodline is being unveiled little by little.

…

"Bonebreaker! The polar plateau is ahead."

At the reminder of the merchant Usman, Helot opened his eyes frozen by frost, and was deeply shocked by the scene he saw.

This is the polar plateau!

Even though I have seen pictures and photos of the polar plateau countless times before, only when I saw it with my own eyes did I realize that all the descriptions in pictures and texts were very pale.

It was a high wall connected to the sky, and the vertical wall was covered with a layer of smooth ice. To the east and west, the high wall was endless, lifting the polar region to a height of 10,000 meters.

Even though we are still far away from the polar plateau, the soul-stirring oppression still makes people feel a little suffocated.

This "wall" is like an insurmountable natural barrier that isolates the polar regions from the outside world, and also makes the polar regions a mysterious and unknown world. Human exploration of the polar regions has not even reached one percent, and the depths of the polar regions are a forbidden area for life.

There is only one way to reach the polar plateau, and that is the iceberg and snow peaks. It's embedded in a "high wall" and the ridge, while steep, is at least climbable. Along the mountain road dug by the Ice and Snow family, you can reach the ice castle on the top of the mountain.

Ice castles guard the only route to the Pole.

At the foot of the iceberg and snow peaks, there is Snow City, the only city in northern Xinjiang.

Whenever the freezing season comes, the indigenous people scattered in northern Xinjiang will gather with their families and supplies to spend the winter in Snow City. Here, they can exchange supplies more conveniently and help each other survive until the warm season arrives tomorrow.

If you are lucky, you can also be recruited to become a watchman and receive direct blessing from the Ice and Snow Family.

Therefore, the Snow City is even more lively during the freezing season. This time, businessman Usman took advantage of the heavy snow to import a large amount of goods before the road was blocked, just to prepare to make a lot of money during the freezing season.

The caravan continued to move forward, and the high wall gradually blocked half of the sky. In contrast, the walls of Snow City are as thin as a low fence.

Outside Snow City, there are igloos built by northern Xinjiang people using ice blocks. They used sharp knives to cut slices of meat from the frozen meat and chewed it directly in their mouths. Grease is a precious fuel that is only used when needed most.

The harsh environment eliminates all those who cannot adapt, so the people in Northern Xinjiang all have excellent physical fitness and stand up like bears.

In order not to attract attention, Helot dispersed the flint giants when they approached Snow City.

Horses pulled the sleigh through the igloos, and businessman Usman sat on the sleigh and greeted the northern Xinjiang people warmly. Some children ran after the sleigh and Usman sprinkled them with candies.

The people in northern Xinjiang were also very friendly to Usman and his caravan, and asked about the prices of some condiments. Although they are used to eating raw meat, they can't resist the delicious taste added by sprinkling some salt on the meat.

The caravan passed through the igloo area and arrived at the gate of Snow City.

The watchmen guarding the city gates rode armored bears, holding battle axes or swords in their hands, and watched everyone entering and leaving the Snow City vigilantly. Anyone they deem suspicious will be stopped and searched closely.

Helot sat firmly on the sled, wanting to see how Usman would deal with these watchmen. There are prohibited items hidden in his goods, and you will find them with just a little careful inspection.

But Usman didn't look nervous and greeted the watchmen naturally.

Then... the watchman just let him go!

There seemed to be no interest in what was contained in so many boxes.

The buyers of those mechanical parts were indeed no ordinary people, and the Ice and Snow Duke's dominance over Northern Xinjiang was not as monolithic as imagined.

Entering Snow City, Herot felt as if he had entered the ancient world recorded in books.

Houses built of stone were built with little regard for comfort. Narrow doors, narrow windows, and they are closed tightly to prevent even a hint of cold wind from getting in.

The road is far from flat. The potholes are filled with solid ice and snow, and the roadside is covered with frozen feces.

Helot was glad that he did not come to Snow City during the warm season. He could imagine what the scenery in Snow City would be like after the permafrost civilized.

It was a place completely isolated from modern civilization. Even the remote Hog Town was far more advanced than the much larger Snow City.

Of course, if anyone wants to experience the life of ancient people, it is absolutely right to come to Xuecheng.

The caravan entered a courtyard, and the servants carried the goods to the warehouse.

Usman took out a money bag and handed it to Hailot: "I didn't expect that we really reached the iceberg and snow peak in only seven days. This is simply a miracle. Dear Bonebreaker, this is your reward."

Helot took the purse and opened it to find some silver coins.

Most people in Northern Xinjiang do not accept seemingly worthless things like paper money. Barter is the main method of transaction. The metal currency issued by the early empire is also recognized by people in Northern Xinjiang.

Helot took out a few coins and felt the weight in his hand: "The empire discovered a huge gold and silver mine in the Comos Islands, causing the international silver price to continue to fall. Privately minting silver coins already has very high profits. I didn’t expect this silver coin to be mixed with other metals.”

Usman smiled and took out another money bag: "The metal empire shields are getting less and less. In order to facilitate transactions with the people in northern Xinjiang, we have to mint some coins ourselves. If Master, you think these silver coins are impure, I will Double it."

Helot put away both money bags. It is definitely more convenient to use metal currency in northern Xinjiang.

"Don't worry! I'm just an ordinary traveler, and I won't say things that I shouldn't say casually. Our employment relationship ends here, and I wish you a lot of wealth.

goodbye! "

Usman still wanted to stay, but Helot had already walked out of the courtyard.

Outside is a strange snowy city, and he must find out the news about Princess Emmalu Bailey as soon as possible.