This time, in order to deal with possible long-range attacks, Snorri gave up riding the blue sheep. He walked among the anvil guards, so that even if there was a sudden arrow rain, he could be protected in time.
It was already the end of October, and the temperature on the mountain was much lower than at the bottom. Snorri nodded secretly while looking at the vast white wind and snow. Although such a natural environment would increase the difficulty of traveling, it would also make it difficult for the Air Force to perform its duties. .
Snorri tightened the cloak on his back in the mountain wind mixed with wind and snow. He was not wearing iron armor. After all, wearing armor in the freezing weather would only make the cold worse.
Looking at the resolute faces of the anvil guards around him, Snorri nodded secretly, but he still wanted to make some upgrades to the transportation methods in the future.
Snorri spent a whole day with the caravan crossing the pass and once again entered the leyline network.
There were now two days to go before Karak Norn, and Snorri decided to be on high alert during these two days.
The Gray Mountains are adjacent to the Athel Loren Forest. This section of the road is also where the roots of the Age Oak are the most luxuriant. As long as the wood elves want to, they can attack Snorri's convoy at any time.
That night, Snorri arranged dozens of sentries, and human adventurers were mobilized. Every member of the caravan maintained a high degree of vigilance, and did not take off their armor or take off their axes during rest.
When we marched again the next day, the ranger who had just walked for two hours to explore the path returned, and he also brought back a ranger from Desolation Castle.
"I would like to say hello to you on behalf of Lord Karak Norn, Porrok Iron Hoe and Queen Thelma! Dear Goddess of Choice!" the ranger cupped his hands and spoke.
"Karak Hearne sent someone to deliver the news before. We learned about Lord Arik's revenge plan and roughly estimated the itinerary of your caravan. In order to avoid those green things from causing trouble to you, King Porrok He has brought his team to pick you up, they are still two or three hours away.”
After hearing what the ranger said, Snorri and his party were overjoyed. With the support of the local dwarves, they didn't have to worry about the rest of the way.
"Then shall we wait where we are or continue towards Karak Norn?" Snorri asked the ranger.
"Go on, I won't have any problems coming this way!"
Snorri urged the caravan to move forward as instructed. After walking for less than an hour, he heard the sound of iron boots hitting the ground in front of him.
"Dear goddess's choice! Welcome to the Gray Mountains, my people and I have admired your name for a long time!" Snorri heard a loud voice from far away.
Snorri also responded loudly: "Is the person coming, Po Ruoke, the Lord of Desolate Castle? On behalf of my father, I send my most heartfelt wishes!" As the words were spoken, the teams on both sides quickly approached.
Lord Porrok is not as strong as other dwarves. Instead, he looks a bit dark and thin. The lord jumped from his shieldbearer's battle platform with the lightness of a mountain goat.
"As soon as you arrive, the grace of the ancestor goddess will be spread to Desolate Castle!" Lord Boluoke said enthusiastically.
Snorri didn't know enough about this lord, but he still enthusiastically recounted what he saw along the way.
When it was lunch time, the teams on both sides sat down to rest together.
"It's still a whole day's journey from my place. Don't blame me for making a fuss. I swear in the name of my ancestors that I never don't believe in you and the war hammer in your hand!"
Many honor-conscious dwarves are unwilling to be assisted in the performance of their tasks, as this is considered a sign of disrespect. It was precisely because he was afraid that Snorri would misunderstand that Lord Porok opened his mouth to explain.
"To tell you the truth, the territory of Desolate Castle has not been peaceful during this period!" Lord Boluoke said after taking a sip of hot soup.
"The mushrooms that are a specialty of Gray Mountain are very effective in warming the body!" He recommended and then went on to the main topic.
"Not counting the fuss about Pointy Ears in the past two days, now there are goblins appearing in the leyline network again!"
"Gronnie on top!" Snorri exclaimed.
"What's going on? Didn't that idiot Gollum's waaagh just pass? How come there are green skins again so soon?"
"I'm afraid only the two wild gods know this! May they tear each other's heads off in the internal fight." Lord Boluoke cursed.
Snorri's heart was relieved after hearing this. Greenskins and wood elves can both use underground passages to sneak attack his underground caravan. And compared to the wood elves, the hatred between dwarves and greenskins is undoubtedly better.
After a short rest, the team moved forward again. Pojok and Snorri worked together to clear the way in front of the team. They evenly arranged their forces on both sides of the team to prepare for possible sneak attacks at any time.
Fortunately, the greenskins didn't think anything wrong about such a huge convoy of more than a thousand people. After wiping out several groups of sporadic goblins, Snorri wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the people on the ground. The pile of pink meat balls that had been smashed into pulp opened their mouths.
"My dear lord, have there always been so many cave squigs in the lands of Karak Norn?"
Cave squigs live at the base of mountains. They are incredible creatures, with bulbous torsos that are half fungus and half flesh, alert eyes, gaping mouths, and rows of dagger-like teeth.
In addition to wild ones, goblins also tame them, and their skin is very useful and their meat is delicious. Some Squigs are captured and raised as guards or pets for the amusement of warlords.
When necessary, Squigs will be driven to the battlefield and kill all directions. When they are stimulated by damage or even noise, they will become even more crazy, eager to scatter and bite all creatures in their way, even their own people.
"Mountains are above!" Lord Pojok took a few breaths. Even experienced warriors need to be careful when dealing with these crazy monsters who are not afraid of death.
"Originally there shouldn't be so many. According to our experience, compared to their dirty relatives living on the surface, those sneaky night goblin hybrids are better at taming these things!" Lord Porrok said.
"Maybe a new green-skinned war boss has appeared in the tunnels nearby. Depending on the situation, it might be a night goblin!" He made an analysis based on his own experience.
"So, is there anything I can do to help?" Snorri asked. If possible, he wouldn't mind using a victory to gain a double increase in skill points and revival points.
"Just relax. The gray mountains are much longer than the black mountains we just passed by. It is your job to safely deliver the materials to the hands of your compatriots behind. As for these greenskins? For thousands of years, we in Desolate Fort have solved this problem. Enough fell to fill the entire forest of Athel Loren!" Lord Porrok said proudly.
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