Lord of the North

Leaders often launch wars at the cost of sacrificing countless lives in order to obtain other interests for themselves or their group.

In this case, whether it is the initiator or the victim, countless innocent civilians are forced to be involved.

Now, it is difficult to define whether the behavior of the iron teeth leader is righteous or evil. In the eyes of the iron teeth leader, the barbarians are a group of races that rob their hometown every year.

So they traveled thousands of miles to the ice field in order to defend their hometown.

In the eyes of this barbarian tribe, these human beings are out-and-out invaders, and they have brought war and death to their homeland where they have survived for generations.

The barbarian warriors gathered quickly under Gu's call. A total of more than 300 people wearing simple leather armor and rough and simple weapons stood behind the chief, looking at the humans who were slowly advancing with angry and fighting eyes. Legion.

"Honorable Chief."

At this time, a thin figure in a cloak slowly walked over. He stood beside the barbarian chief like a thin child.

Then he advised in an old voice: "This kind of army cannot be resisted by the Blackstone tribe. You should take your tribe and leave here quickly."

He slowly raised his head, and it turned out to be an old human with white beard and hair.

"Lord Larry, thank you for everything you have done to the Blackstone tribe over the past few decades, but the people of Blackstone will not open their homes."

The barbarian chief lowered his head and looked at Larry quietly, and said in his not-so-fluent lingua franca: "Also, the old and the weak in the clan cannot escape from their hands, so we must stay."

"But this will ruin the entire Blackstone tribe." Larry sighed.

"So please take the children of your family and leave here."

The barbarian chief's face gradually became serious, and he said seriously: "I, Mu Heishi, the chief of the Blackstone tribe is here to beg you, please take the children of the tribe to leave here, and take them to the pure land you mentioned Well, but let them not forget the hatred."

"It's just that I'm wondering why these humans came to attack my Blackstone tribe. We have never participated in the annual hunt."

Mu looked angry. Because of the small population of the Blackstone tribe, in order to avoid the situation that the tribe is not young and strong, it is attacked by other tribes.

They will never join the hunting army.

Gu's face on the side changed slightly after hearing this sentence, and he glanced at the Iron Fang leader in the distance with some trepidation, probably not...

"well……"

Larry sighed softly, glanced at Gu who was standing aside, and had a bad guess in his mind.

"Then we have only one way to avoid this war now."

He said softly, never thought that after decades, he would have a day to come into contact with human beings again, and he thought that he would never return to that group in his life.

"Avoid war?"

Unexpectedly, Mu frowned after hearing this sentence: "Do you want us to bow down and cater to this group of humans? It's impossible!"

He was very clever, and he guessed Larry's thoughts immediately, and finally he opened his arms and shouted loudly: "Tussa people are never afraid of fighting and death!"

"Tusa! Tousa! Tousa! Tousa!"

The three hundred barbarian warriors behind him echoed his movements and raised their weapons high, and continuous roars resounded throughout the valley.

"But you have to think about your clansmen. Turn around and look at those clansmen who can't fight, and look at those children who haven't had time to get to know this world well. Do you really want to do this?"

Larry's eyes and tone were a bit harsh. He left human society and came to this ice field decades ago in order to explore ancient ruins. On the ice field, he met the previous chief of the Blackstone tribe.

With the mentality of needing a strong follower, I rescued him from the sharp teeth of a group of direwolves, but unexpectedly, I was invited to this tribe.

Counting from that time, I have actually lived here for decades, and the current Chief Mu of the Black Stone Tribe has grown up to this day under his care and teaching.

At first, he just wanted to use this place as a foothold for his exploration of the remains of the ice field, so he agreed to the old chief's invitation, but he didn't expect that after a long time, he found that the barbarians were not as bad as they said in human society.

Most of the conflicts between them and humans are for the sake of survival, other than that, it is the enmity between the ancestors who don't know how many years ago.

Gradually, Larry also regarded this place as his second home. After all, human society itself has nothing worthy of his nostalgia.

"..."

Mu fell silent after hearing what he said, with a struggling expression on his face. Originally, the Tusa people believed in the survival of the fittest, but he was educated by Larry since he was a child.

But now he hesitated.

"Leave it to me, I'll go talk to them." Larry patted Mu's arm with kind eyes.

"No, no, what if something happens to you?"

Mu shook his head and said in a low voice.

"I'm from the human race, so it's impossible to kill me indiscriminately, right?"

Larry chuckled and said, "And with my strength, it's even more impossible for them to turn against me rashly. They can't bear the loss caused by a mage's anger in their army."

He is very confident about this, mages are recognized as terrorist war killers on the west coast.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

At this time, the iron teeth leader army in the distance was very close to their tribe, only about 500 meters away, and the deafening battle roar of the iron teeth leader army echoed in their ears.

And at this distance, Beowulf could order the strong archers to prepare to attack. After a while, the whole tribe would be covered in arrow rain, and the Blackstone tribe was already in danger.

Only what Beowulf needs is labor, a lot of labor, not a bunch of useless corpses.

But if he couldn't force-land these barbarians, then he could only bury them with his own hands.

"That's too late!"

Hearing the roars behind him, Mu turned his head abruptly, and looked at the approaching army with fierce eyes: "Get ready to fight! Let all the old and weak people get out of here first!"

His people breathed heavily and held the weapons in their hands tightly. Only when they got close could they feel the tremendous pressure brought by this group of humans.

The human army in the distance is fully armed and wears excellent half body armor. The weapons in the hands of the soldiers in the front row are sharp spears, and on the wings and behind are warriors holding battle axes and solid shields.

At this time, Gu looked coldly at the army in the distance, his eyes kept flickering, as if he was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle.