Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 182 Icefield
On the vast ice field, it was a snow-white world.

A huge blizzard swept across the ice field, brutally and brutally dyed all the places within sight white.The white mountains, the white land, the white trees, the white lake, and the boundless white snowstorm that covered the entire sky and made it blinding to see.

In this snow-white world, a group of people are trekking hard.

Wrapped in thick animal skins, they all looked straight ahead with serious and resolute faces.Most of them were muscular and looked very strong. It was not difficult for them to walk in the waist-deep snow. Some of them even opened their tops to reveal their solid chests, as if they didn't care about the bone-chilling cold here.

At the back of their team, there were still a few people who walked timidly, tremblingly, and were obviously much thinner. They wrapped their animal skins tightly around their bodies, and under the urging and coercion of the people in front, followed The team moved forward with difficulty.

At the back of the team, there is still a long line of giant wolves, panting and exhaling white mist, following the road opened by the people in front, stepping on the hard frozen soil, The same trek in the snow.

From a distance, they look like a black line with a long tail, drawing a long track on the white paper.

And there are many more trajectories like this on the entire ice sheet, one by one, converging towards the depths of the ice sheet.

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Red Hart felt that he could not hold on any longer.

Migrating all the way, from the south of the mainland to the north of the mainland, the army he expected to encircle and suppress did not come, and the masters of the Holy See he expected did not come either.To greet them every day, besides working, they are on their way.Endless rush, has been rushed to the Danish sea.

During this long migration, there were only 11 veterinarians left in their party. The others either escaped and were executed, or ended their lives in despair.And the remaining 11 of them were divided into six and sent to another tribe.Maybe it was luck, maybe it was misfortune, Red Hart was also among these six people.

After a rare two-week rest in the port by the sea, all the tribes started their journey again.The difference is that this time it is going to sea.

There are two kinds of ships that go out to sea, one is merchant ships, fishing boats, large and small, that are captured at the port or captured.The other type is more regular, but the appearance of those ships is very simple and rough. The huge logs are firmly arranged and fixed together, and some simple fences are made, and it is a ship.There is no keel, no mast, and no sails. It is more like a raft, suitable for carrying wood and stone in calm river water, not like it can fight wind and waves in the sea.

But the gang of werewolfs didn't care, and decided to use such a boat to go to sea.Red Hart was born in a city with very developed shipping, and in his opinion, such behavior was almost tantamount to committing suicide.But the fleet set off in a mighty way, but fortunately, he was not on those raft boats, but was arranged to take care of the wolves on a large merchant ship.

There were not many people on the big merchant ship, except for the trembling sailors who were captured, and a few master werewolfs who guarded them.The boat was full of wolves, and Redhart and his companions were responsible for taking care of the wolves.Most of the wolf herders boarded small fishing boats or rafts.

Then the small boats were fixed with ropes to each other, and then fixed behind the big boat. The boats of several tribes gathered together again, and the huge fleet set off.

The turbulence of the waves is nothing to Red Hart, but taking care of the wolves makes him almost paralyzed. Wolves are land animals and are good at running and chasing in the forest.But when I got on the boat, apart from being calm at the beginning, it became a complete mess later on. From running wildly, screaming and biting, to foaming at the mouth and dying, it only took one day.

Red Hart and his companions tried their best, but there was no improvement from morning to night. Every day, wolves couldn't stand it, died of weakness, and were thrown into the sea.

Compared with the wolves in big boats, the wolf herders in small boats and rafts are even worse.At the beginning, the sea was calm and calm. Although everyone was vomiting and sluggish, but with their strong physical fitness, at least they could carry it.But the calm will not last forever, the fleet still ushered in a storm.

The rain on the sea is far more violent than that on the land. The dark clouds overwhelm the top, the Milky Way pours down, the lightning flashes and thunders, and the stormy seas.Red Hart and the others barely tied up the wolves and fixed them, and the storm began.Hugging the pillar of the cabin, Red Hart felt like a leaf, fluctuating in the strong wind, he couldn't do anything except hugging the pillar tightly and praying.

After an unknown amount of time, the waves subsided, and shouting voices came from outside the cabin.

Red Hart had no time to worry about the wolves, so he couldn't help but walked out of the cabin and onto the deck.

The sea outside is calm, the sky is clear, the sun is shining on the sea, and on the densely packed wood fragments on the sea, most of the rafts are damaged, the logs are scattered, and the planks are flying.And the master werewolf herders are constantly walking on the sea, rescuing their own people.

As time went on, the logs were collected one by one, the clansmen were rescued one by one, and the wounded were transported to the deck of the big ship one by one.Then the ropes were let down from the ship, and the logs formed the raft again, only much less than before, and with far fewer werewolves sitting on it.Every werewolf herdsman's face was filled with deep sorrow, and no one knew who started it. The desolate and tragic singing of the werewolfherds resounded on the sea, and it became louder and louder.

Red Hart didn't know why the werewolfers went out to sea here, and they didn't give up even after paying such a high price. All he could do was endure their whipping and roaring, and throw the giant wolf that died in the storm into the sea. .

Fortunately, such a storm only happened this time, and a few days later, they saw the far horizon and arrived at their destination.

It was an ice field, except for a few ground and rocks, it was all white, huge glaciers, vast snow fields, and giant white bears constituted this ice and snow world.

After a short rest for two days, the team set off, even in the face of a blizzard that covered the sky and the sun, the team still set off.

This section of the road is not easy to walk, Red Hart can clearly feel his legs from being sore and swollen to cold and numb, even with the fur clothes given by the werewolf, there is still endless cold drilling into his body, taking him away The heat made him weaker and weaker day by day, and this long and difficult journey made him lose two more companions: they fell to the ground and never woke up again.

Endless exhaustion and weakness surrounded Red Hart, making him want to lie down on the ground countless times and take a good rest, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. He knew that once he fell down, he would never wake up again. Come, he will never see his beloved wife, beloved daughter.

Finally, the team stopped, and a black and white forest appeared in front of their eyes. The big black trees were covered with white snow.Shouts and cheers erupted from the werewolf herders' ranks.

After cheering for a while, the team moved forward again and entered the forest.

Red Hart looked at the surrounding trees, they were dark and tall, but they had no leaves, only branches pointing straight to the sky, which looked indescribably weird.

After going forward for a while, Red Hart saw some bricks and stones sunken into the mud, and some broken tiles and ruins, which represented that people had lived here.

The broken tiles and ruins passed by, and a road paved with stones appeared on the ground, extending all the way, and I don't know where it leads.

The team continued along this road.Suddenly, Red Hart found a huge black shadow, long and piercing straight from the ground to the depths of the forest.

When he got closer, Red Hart could see clearly that the black shadow turned out to be a pitch-black chain. It was huge and terrifyingly thick. Standing under it was like standing in front of a building.One end of this huge chain is submerged into the ground, while the other end extends far into the depths of the forest.

Red Hart couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying existence created such a huge chain, and what kind of scene would be at the end of the chain.But he couldn't avoid it, so he could only follow the team and walk towards the depths of the black forest.

(End of this chapter)