A few days later, Richard led his army back to Daxia City.

After meeting Richard and others, Xia Qi rewarded them, including the dog-headed man.

All this seemed normal, but Xia Qi summoned Richard over.

"Richard, I just asked, you should know more about those kobold men than me, will they be rebellious?"

Richard's loyalty has reached 88 points now, and he is completely considered a trustworthy loyal minister.

At this time, facing Xia Qi's question, Richard thought for a while and said, "The dog-headed guys bully the weak and are afraid of the strong. They like to rely on the strong, that is, they find a backer for themselves. Under normal circumstances, they do not have the courage to betray unless..."

Speaking of this, Richard paused for a moment, but Xia Qi, who was sitting in the main seat, already understood.

"Unless we face enemies stronger than us, are we?"

"Yes." Richard nodded.

After Richard said this, Xia Qi knew about the dog-headed tribe, and then turned his gaze to Xiao.

"Xiao, I heard that you know a lot about the bitter and cold land."

Xiao answered Xia Qi's question after hearing this.

The bitter and cold land is snowing all year round. There were once barbarians who entered it, but none of them came home. As a result, the bitter and cold land is also regarded as a cursed place by barbarians.

After hearing Xiao say this, Xia Qi no longer puts this bitter and cold place on him. Even if it snows all year round, there are still many resources outside, so he doesn't need to put good resources outside to develop the resources of the bitter and cold place.

As time passed, the Great Xia became colder and colder, and the earth dragons burned early in the palace.

The office hall was as warm as spring, as if the cold wind outside was howling, and Xia Qi reviewed the documents on the desk, looking at the documents that did not decrease, and his irritability accumulates more and more.

At this moment, a noise sounded outside the hall, and then a soldier with a red feather on his helmet rushed in quickly with wind and snow.

But Xia Qi no longer had the intention to blame him, because under the regulations of Daxia, there were only one hundred thousand urgent matters, and the commander was able to insert red feathers into his helmet.

The messenger needs to pass the message continuously in Daxia City. Even if someone is killed on the road, there is no need to be punished.

Similarly, those who dare to intercept messengers should be treated as rebellion!

When Xia Qi saw the long red feather on the other party's helmet, he suddenly felt a sudden heart. He knew that another emergency must have happened.

Sure enough, the messenger took out a letter and said, "Report to Your Majesty, Beifeng City is urgently reported!"

After saying that, before Xia Qi could react, he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Xia Qi took the letter, and after seeing the content on it, his face changed drastically, and he kept saying, "Go and summon all the generals in Daxia City!"

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Ten days ago.

To the north of the northern border, a bitter and cold place, in the wind and snow that almost covers the view, a figure of several crossbow arrows in his body was struggling to escape against the wind and snow.

The smell of blood it emitted attracted fierce beasts, and those damn beasts had regarded it as food, and had been following it

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Behind it, just wait until it dies, then rush up to divide its flesh and blood.

He was seriously injured at this time and must be no match for the beasts. He had no choice but to escape to the north, hoping that the wind and snow in this bitter and cold land could scare the beasts following him back.

However, at this time, its sensitive sense of smell had been frozen by the cold wind and snow, and it could not smell any smell, making it impossible to confirm whether the beasts were following behind, and there was no spare effort to return to confirm.

Finally, for the sake of your own life, I should definitely go as far as I can.

Just as the hyena was thinking this way, a huge black shadow like a hill appeared in the wind and snow all over the sky, accompanied by heavy footsteps, and a powerful sense of oppression almost hit her face, almost causing her to stop her heart.

There was no time to think about it. At that time, I heard a long sound, and a black shadow flashed in front of me, and a force that was so terrifying that it could not allow it to resist was directly hit on my body.

At that moment, it clearly heard the sound of its ribs and spine shattering, and its internal organs all over its stomach became a pool of meat paste.

The body that was beaten out flew backwards for unknown amounts of meters before falling heavily on the ground. The dark red blood slowly flowed out, dyeing the surrounding snow, and his eyes had lost their last trace of spirit.

The whole body was covered with fine gray-brown hair, and the two pointed teeth extending from both sides of the corners of the mouth had a certain round curve, but the length was close to an exaggerated three meters!

The thick and powerful long nose has the power to easily shatter the rocks. Every step you take is as if the earth under your feet is slowly shaking.

At this time, the one who came with the wind and snow all over the sky was the behemoth of ancient times, a mammoth!

"What's going on?"

While talking, another figure appeared beside the mammoth in the wind and snow. It was a rough-looking man.

The other party had a dense and messy beard on his chin. He couldn't even see where his mouth was when he spoke, but he could only see his beard shaking. His body was wrapped in several thick layers of animal skin, making his originally burly body look quite bloated at this moment.

But the most conspicuous one is not these, but the mount under the man's seat at this time was a yak covered with dense hair. But what is exaggerated is that the yak is seven or eight meters long or even more, and its height is five meters away.

Basically, it is no smaller than the mammoth in front of it.

The big man riding on the back of a yak is called Arola, and he is the leader of the yak tribe, one of the two major tribes in the bitter and cold land.

The long sound of the mammoth before undoubtedly attracted Arora's attention, and then he rode yaks from the large army behind to inquire about the situation.

Along with Arora's question, a cold voice rang out from the mammoth's back. I never expected that there was a person sitting on the back of the prehistoric giant beast.

"Just a weak beast that blocked Aili's way."

The person who spoke was a woman, all wrapped around her body under thick animal skin. This was another tribe, one of the two major tribes in the bitter cold land, Rowling, the leader of the Cold Winter tribe.

There is no doubt that this is the leader of the two major tribes, the other tribe, the leader of the Cold Winter tribe, Rowling!

Rowling sat upright on the back of the mammoth Aili. This degree of wind and snow was not enough to affect the long-standing cold land.

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people.

Looking back at the sky behind me, the wind and snow rolling black clouds were surging, as if a stronger natural disaster was brewing.

At this moment, a wave of turmoil appeared in Rowling's ice-blue eyes.

"Arora, let your people move faster. Winter is coming, and we must move to the south before the day of natural disasters."

After several days of trekking, the people from the bitter and cold land finally came to the mountain stream where Richard had fought.

After leaving the mountain stream, the temperature here is much better than that in the bitter and cold places, but these people are still migrating southward.

The mammoth walked in front and made the way for people. All the trees that blocked their way were broken by it.

Along the way, trees fell down one after another, and accompanied by the dull sounds with a specific rhythm, the huge figure of the mammoth appeared in the mountains and forests of the north!

“There is a camp.”

Rowling's cold voice sounded above the mammoth's wide elephant back.

Hearing the noise, Arora rode a yak and rushed up quickly.

Rowling also stood up slowly, then jumped up, and the layers of animal fur coats on her body seemed to have not affected her agile skills.

Rowling, who jumped down from the mammoth's back, fell steadily to the ground.

As the leaders of the two major tribes in the bitter and cold land, Rowling and Arora slowly walked into the camp with some of the tribal warriors.

The empty camp made Rowling frown slightly, then reached out and pulled down the skin covering the face, exposing her nose.

Taking a deep breath, as if he had smelled some special smell remaining in the air, a trace of thought flashed through Rowling's ice-blue eyes.

This is the camp of a barbarian tribe that was moved to Daxia not long ago.

Arora looked back at the sky in the north and said with concern: "This location is probably not safe, we should walk south."

"You don't need to remind me, Arora." Rowling replied.

"There was a tribe here not long ago, and there were still a lot of blood stains there. I guess there should be a more powerful tribe nearby." Rowling said while observing the environment in the camp.

"And what we need to do now is to find that tribe, take their food, and take their camp."

At this moment, a tribal warrior under her command ran over quickly and said, "Report to the leader, we found a large number of footprints there."

"Then send a team of people to look for it with their footprints. Let's take a few days off in this ready-made camp."

Rowling said this and then felt a little relieved, then her tone was a bit obvious solemn.

"I hope the food that tribe hoarded is enough for us to survive the day of natural disasters."
Chapter completed!