Chapter 177 27. Mountain Elf
"The stronghold where I serve is Atolak, which is very close to the north of the dangerous peaks." Dorian took out a pipe from his arms and lit it before starting to talk.
As mentioned before, the shadow of the Black Ridge Mountains is Druchi of Krakarond, who was either driven out or escaped due to historical reasons and political struggles. These Shadows have lived in the Blackridge Mountains for thousands of years, learning and mastering the secrets of surviving in the world's harshest climates. However, the Hell Calamity family has never worried that these shadows will come back and declare their sovereignty over the city of Krakaronde, because this is simply impossible. What a ridiculous and outrageous revenge story this must be. hanging and golden fingers.
The Shadows now seem more accustomed to living among the windswept ridges and gloomy canyons. Even in civilized and friendly Drukki society, the Shadows are considered savage, as they practice all kinds of strange, ruthless ways. rituals, such as beating human skin war drums at night to perform kin sacrifice rituals and death duels among themselves, sacrificing wild beasts to the sound of drums, and enlivening the cold night. They drank fermented blood and danced Sing, their tents are made of the skins of game, whether it be the druchi of Krakarond, slaves, or other beasts. Their heirs were abandoned outside the camp on the coldest night of winter. Only the strong would find their way back, while the weak fell to death in the wind and snow. Or go down the mountain to make a raid to try to gain some benefits. When Darkus was in the forest farm, he would occasionally have to deal with the raids of the shadows, but most of the shadows were frozen into sticks and stuck upside down in the deep snow, serving as a guide for the successive shadows. direction.
Shadows are also unparalleled mountain scouts, scouts, and light infantry, able to move through dense forests and through sharp rocks as quickly and silently as a ghost. Their tenacity makes them a welcome addition to any raiding fleet, save of course Krakarond's. Many fear lords and admirals spend large sums of money to attract these warriors to their ranks. When Drukki's armies attack, the Shadows infiltrate behind the enemy lines. After reaching the enemy's rear, they will be able to shoot the enemy from behind with dense crossbow bolts, or use shining and cruel sword blades to quickly kill the soldiers manipulating the war machine behind.
There are also some Shadows who are keen to explore the underground sea under Naggaroth. Now their exploration is getting deeper and deeper into the dark and unknown places. I'm sure there will be a surprise in the future. They may be able to dig out the Rose Spider who believes in the underground world. What about the dark elves of God?
The shadows in the Nagaros Mountains should probably not be called Druchi, especially the shadows living in the northern mountains, such as high elves, wood elves, and dark elves. Perhaps they should be called pastoral elves or mountain elves. The name of the class is relatively accurate.
It is said that when Druch came to Nagaros five thousand years ago, about two thousand men, women, and children abandoned the life of the Black Ark and the emerging city, and went to the mountainous frozen wilderness of the north to live according to their own laws. Perhaps only the Elven Gods know how many elves survived the unforgiving cold of the first few years. From then on, the Shadows claimed most of the mountains north of Hagrid Grave as their own, and would not Easily tolerate intruders in the city.
The clan leader Sedec Winterclaw, who participated in the Dark Council half a year ago, is one of the larger shadow clans. Before a large-scale battle occurs, Malekith will recruit these clans to come down the mountain to fight on a large scale. These shadow clans They will rush to the front, just to grab more spoils that belong to them. The clan members who participated in the war had skins of skinned Assur hidden among their belongings, and they planned to sell these skins to potential buyers after the battle. Because even in such a period with a large number of corpses, an undamaged skin could be sold for a good price. However, Seedek Winterpaw's clan is not in the dangerous peaks relatively close to Grond, but in the Iron Mountains northwest of Nagarond.
"What the hell is this? Ji Si? They look like Sauron's barbarian soldiers. If one day he comes to Ulthuan as king, he will definitely have to cleanse these 'heroes' or drive them back to the mountains of Naggaroth." Keus was smoking his pipe and listening to Dorian's story and thinking. He hated these druchi shadows in a barbaric and nomadic state. He felt that this shadow would be troublesome in the future. He didn't want these shadows to come. At that time, I ran into the ring mountain range of Ulthuan, so why didn't I find trouble for myself? When will the time come to lead troops to clear out Hide and Seek?
Dorian said that when he was patrolling at the stronghold, he could feel that he was being targeted as soon as he approached the dangerous peaks. His scalp went numb several times, but the cold lizard under his crotch never caught the darkness. smell the shadows or perceive a threat. But for some unknown reason, those shadows kept a distance from him.
At this time, there was no sound in the tent. There were no dignitaries or animal trainers who were taking turns smoking pipes or chewing tobacco. There was only the sound of the wind whistling outside the tent. They did not urge them, but waited for Dorian to continue talking.
"Until one time, my team met a group of Yankees outside the stronghold. The battle was unexpected and the team was broken up." Dorian thought for a while, spitting out the smoke from his mouth and then Then tell.
Darkus knew what this unexpected sign meant, which was a request for tactical reinforcements. To put it more clearly, the team was defeated and fled in all directions. They had strange lives and dreams, and each was wonderful. The Drukis in the tent also heard it, but no one exposed it. What they wanted to hear was the story of the barbaric shadows. Besides, everyone will still have to work together in the future, so there is no need to talk too fast at this moment. Dorian was offended. Moreover, victory is accompanied by failure, and failure is accompanied by victory. There is nothing to say. How many times has the Witch King failed in his expedition to Ulthuan? But these words are only limited to what they think in their hearts, they still want to live well. "I took three of my followers and turned into the treacherous peaks in the north. The group of shadows observed us and measured our strength. We were lost, but I knew that the group of shadows would see us going deep into their territory every day. A few kilometers. We could only maintain our strength, stay close together and not give them a chance to easily ambush. Things were as I expected, the group of shadows became curious, but they did not suddenly appear to invite us as guests , but in a different way. Looking back now, maybe this is also a way of invitation?" Dorian said, taking a deep breath of the burning tobacco in the pipe, slowly exhaling the smoke, and then continued, "This tobacco is indeed good. Something, the soldiers will like it and need it."
The Druchi dignitaries in the tent were amused by Dorian's sudden turn. They also had the right to laugh. They and the families behind them were more or less engaged in This emerging industry belongs to vested interests.
"Then what? What happened next?" Garros of the Godrich family asked eagerly.
"They drove away all the animals they could see on the road so that we couldn't get supplies. They were obviously playing tricks on me! They also drove large predatory beasts to attack us. We were fighting the beasts without supplies. One of my followers died in the battle, and when we were exhausted, we were about to share the beast, Kane was on! Those damn Shadows happened to appear at that time, and the strange thing was that the cold lizards were there from the beginning to the end. I didn’t even smell their scent, and the cold lizard didn’t issue any warning! The followers and I maintained our formation and discipline. This is our only advantage, so that we can repel them! You must know their performance in the mountains. Excellent, but they lacked good armor. However, we were captured. Instead of fighting us, they used some despicable methods." Dorian told it calmly, as if this story did not happen to him. Just like him, he wasn't bothered by his identity or anything like that.
There was no urging this time. These dignitaries found that Dorian obviously did not want to continue telling the story, even though the story was about to reach the high court part.
(Are you still talking about it? There’s something else going on later. This section can be cut.)
Also, as the protagonist’s identity improves, some stories will not happen or appear.
For example, the protagonist wakes up and finds himself tied to a tree and captured. This is a bit nonsense.
So it can only happen to the supporting character, or it can be said by the supporting character.
(End of chapter)