Chapter 164 – 16. Blue Wolf, White Stag (4)
The storm that falls on the wide frozen ground and the great snowfield turns into frozen grains like hailstones and hits the whole body painfully. Even in the face of the sternness of nature, where the cloak was constantly beating on the helmet, the man who came out of the north gate of Le Moen Castle in Ardensei galloped through his vast snow-covered field.
“Hey!”
It was Rom who held the barracks used by the Marquis and the reins of Garama. He was a man who was afraid that his horse would tire before me, so he was accompanied by several horses to change. The magic that skillfully handles multiple horses alone without a jockey was indeed a skillful appearance.
Rattle rattle, rattle rattle!
His mane hair fluttered, and the runaway horses darted through the white and dizzyingly wide world. Keeping in sync with the master who had lowered himself on top of it, he continued to advance without hesitation even in the freezing cold.
The barding and horseshoes, imbued with mystical power, periodically emitted heat and steam. Thanks to that, Rom went full speed without hesitation and reached the snowy mountain where the Camag and Kasar tribes settled in less than an hour.
It was inclement weather, and it was a strenuous march.
But Rom drove his horses without hesitation. It was because of the appearance of ten other tribes surrounding the snowy mountain. Right now, it seemed to stop at the line of demonstration without showing off their skills, but it was unknown when they would launch another air raid.
‘All I need is unity in the great snowfield.’
The reason why Hoelun’s rebellion is more troublesome than anything else is that it could act as an opportunity to completely split the twelve tribes. Because once you see blood, the wounds of hatred that will come from it will not heal easily.
‘I can’t afford to delay this.’
War always produces only the despair of the people. In particular, peace is essential for the prosperity of a barren land like frozen soil. Rome envisioned a city that would develop, at least for centuries to come, with only one eye on a better future.
In order to do so, the scattered nomadic tribes had to be unified.
Kamag’s strong young warrior, under a leader as wise as the unbreakable Temur!
Being able to fight for a decent friend is a pretty big blessing. Until now, Rome had gone to war to listen to the family’s promise without a promise, a few pennies, or a word. It was very rewarding to be able to help a friend in crisis and save my own city.
So the four or five horses climbed the gentle hill without hesitation. Rom’s horse in the lead drew attention especially with its color. Naturally, he was noticed and encountered by those who commanded the soldiers on horseback from the rear.
“Stop, identify yourself!”
“I don’t need to know.”
“What… ?”
Puck! Without even pulling out his sword, Rom swung it and knocked off the two men who approached him. In a way closer to a blunt weapon than a blade, it was overpowered at once so that there would be no loss of life. Thanks to the snowstorm that had been blowing all day, the floor was soft.
“Poetry, the commander of the ship was killed!”
“That guy! Catch the guy riding the dark horse!”
A commotion ensued. Rom, who showed his presence on the ridge, became enraged and faced those who approached him head-on. While making the remaining horses wander around the surroundings, he boldly advanced on a jet-black karama and toppled the enemies.
“You bastard, don’t even think about going back alive!”
Kang!
“How dare you know who we are!”
Kang!
“Be careful, he’s a guy with considerable skills!”
Kang!
“Oronar cavalry! Organize the battle lines and form formations!”
“Chief Baekho!”
“Attack from all sides at once!”
That was when I laid down about ten people on the floor. A warrior who seemed to have a fairly high status appeared leading a cavalry soldier. While feeling embarrassed by the sudden surprise, he never rushed and approached cautiously.
“Looking at your outfit, you don’t seem to be our compatriots. What’s the purpose?”
“Because I don’t need to know.”
Kang! Rom, who swung his sword with a sullen expression, took down Baekhojang at once. In the blink of an eye, the warriors who witnessed the sight of their commander being killed were stunned. I couldn’t believe it, I looked at it with eyes, but soon I came to my senses and confronted it urgently.
“Everyone beware! Not usually a strong guy!”
“Yes, but no matter how bad he is, our Oronar cavalry… !”
Kang! Kang!
“Kuh! Don’t come within its range!”
“If you are going to attack, you must attack at once according to the signal!”
Kang! Kang!
“Hey, let’s not be scared!”
“Stand stupid and don’t get hit, pour waves of attacks!”
“No matter how smart you are, as long as you are a human, your stamina will be exhausted soon!”
Caga River!
Quite a few soldiers fell on the hills of the snowy mountain with a profound silver color. He wasn’t dead, but he got a huge lump on the back of his head and lost consciousness. It was thanks to Rom’s mercy, given their future alliance.
“Damn it, go ahead and tell the Chief!”
“Ask for support from other tribes! You can’t go wrong with a guy you don’t even know who he is!”
“Hey, can you somehow hold on to it in the meantime?”
“Three or four is not enough! Let the remaining members take turns attacking!”
Those who meticulously blocked the retreat boldly attacked. This time, it was an impeccable pincer attack. Still, as he had done until now, after defeating the first one, one by one, he sighed as he watched the enemies continue to be recruited.
“I’ll have to send three of them at a time.”
Baron Arden was a man who protected his words his like a sword. He grabbed the hilt of his sword with his bloody arm and shook it, knocking down the enemies with an exquisite trajectory. The harmony created by the surprise of the horses I had previously released and the cavalry horses I had defeated.
It splashed the wet soil and created a white dust wind. It was mixed in the middle of a strong snow wind, scattering unimaginable traces. Not only the warriors of the Oronar tribe who were the target of the first surprise attack, but also the warriors of other tribes forming a siege in the vicinity were also shaken.
It was because the neighing of dozens of warhorses and the hooves shaking the ground were very intimidating.
“Oh, it’s the army! The army is invading!”
It was not unreasonable that there was a warrior caught in such an illusion and shouting. The man who had already defeated nearly a hundred men single-handedly settled down near the ridge and continued to cause chaos. In the end, even Oronar’s cavalry was completely neutralized.
“What are the archers doing! Everyone, aim for the horse and shoot!”
“Not in front, but in the back! Carmag and Cassar are not important right now!”
“Shot salvo! Pour as much as you can!”
Papababat! Hundreds of arrows flew aiming at Rome as a target. In the meantime, he knocked over a soldier who was running with a spirit again.
“This can’t be helped.”
It didn’t mean that I couldn’t stop it. It meant overdoing it with a knife in it. Like a flash of light, Rom leaped from above his horse. He showed off his double-wielded sword as if he didn’t want to leave any scars on the dark horse, who had been struggling without a break in a series of battles.
Although, unlike his right hand he holding an armed sword, his left hand he had a scabbard to hold it.
Chae-chaeng, Chae-chaeng, Chae-chae-chaeng!
Rom deflected all the arrows and twisted the trajectory without any gaps. If it wasn’t him, he only cut off the tip of the arrow and made it useless. It would be absurd for him to defeat more than a hundred warriors alone, but even holding him down from a distance didn’t work, so Oronar’s warriors were going crazy and jumping.
“What, is this all?”
“Kuh… !”
“Then I’m thinking of going from my side this time.”
It was only after several minutes had passed that the rain of arrows had stopped. As the situation, which was thought to be a light commotion, gradually spiraled out of control, the brave warriors of the great snowfield went crazy. In this land, if it was the second to be strong, it had to be so because the elite of the seoul tribe could not defeat only one person.
“Young friend, stop bullying the children who are still lacking and deal with this old man.”
“Chief Shechen!”
“The wise man has come!”
At least the fraud was settled after an elderly man with a black cane appeared. Called a sage, he was a shaman who could communicate with spirits, and was the best mana sensor within Oronar as well as the entire tribe.
“Ah, this strong aura!”
“Hmm?”
“You are truly strong… !”
Sechen laughed while holding her cane in front and recited a bizarre incantation. At the same time, he summoned the spirits created by the cold from the ridge one by one and used them as his familiars to prepare for battle.
“You can tell at a glance. You are truly a piece of wood bestowed by the spirits of the sky. But this old man is also a man of skill equal to you.”
A strange current flowed. Also, lightning from the sky thundered down as old Shechen wanted. A person who was so skilled in such bizarre magic seemed worthy of claiming to be a wise man. In magic, mystery, alchemy, and sorcery, it was difficult to find a person who was so specialized in combat as a mana responder.
“Can a warrior like you fight against these guys who freeze to the bone at the mere touch of them?”
“Is it that kind of thing?”
“It’s not over yet. Lightning from the sky is also something to avoid. Either way, if you hit it right, it will go in the goal.”
The spirit sorcerer, who had demon spirits, aimed his staff forward. At the same time, he commanded five spirits and giggled.
“Nameless knight, the measure of strength is very subjective. Have you heard the saying that if the head is not good, the body suffers? This old man has no idea who instigated you to commit such atrocities, but Oronar will never let his enemies live.”
“It’s a long introduction, but I’ll just get to the point.”
“If you want to live even now, disarm and surrender.”
Was it respect for the elderly? Unexpectedly, Rome, who was listening to him obediently, put on a kind smile. Then he raised the corner of his mouth at the last word of Sechen and suddenly swung the sheath of his armed sword.
Perseok!
It gave me a little more power, but that was it. Even so, the spirit that the shaman of the Great Snowfield was proud of was helplessly scattered into fragments. Sechen, stunned by the fact, was hit in the back of the head just as she was about to scream with a sad expression on her face.
Kang!
He groaned from a violent concussion before collapsing. Rom, who was left behind, stood tall alone, looking at the crowds around him and briefly groaning.
“Next!”
It was only natural that the distraught people eventually started running away in all directions. At least until reinforcements from other tribes arrived, they had to buy time.
Of course, even after that, the resonating sound did not change.
… Kang!
