I don't know whether I should say that Rego's lines are thick or that I feel relieved about Regnar. In short, the residence that Rego arranged for their mission was unexpectedly not far from Rego's own residence. However, Regnar didn't care too much about this. Anyway, if the arrangement was closer, he could effectively monitor Rego's movements to prevent him from making any small moves in the past few days.
Although he had made some mental preparations for the harsh conditions in which the barbarians lived, Regner had to say that this shabby place really felt a bit cheating.
Let’s forget about the drafty house, but can we at least get a new warm blanket? Okay, I can tolerate it even if it is an old and tattered one, but at least wash the blanket before bringing it over, okay? Okay, even if it's dirty, I can tolerate it. Anyway, we were just like wild dogs back then, and we weren't that clean-minded. But... But you are not dirty in that way! What's with the white spots on it? Have you barbarians ever had sex but you don’t know how to clean or clean them? Even if you don’t know, can you please bring this thing over for me to use
Regnar felt sick when he thought that this thing had been contaminated with the essence of a muscular and hairy brother. He threw the blanket aside in disgust, and then took out the warm items he carried from his space pocket.
"Thanks to my extra foresight." Regnar couldn't help but sigh.
But even so, Regnar felt itchy all over his body while lying on the barbarian's hard bed. He really didn't know if this was a psychological effect or if there was something really contaminated on the bed.
"It's much worse than the Orcs' Orgrimmar..." Regnar sighed again after waking up the next day.
Today, Rego was going to take Regna to see their living environment. The first "attraction" was to go hunting.
Regnar originally thought that this kind of hunting would be not much different from human hunting. It was just hunting in the snow and hunting in the forest or grassland. But half a day later, Regnar realized that he had thought wrong again.
Because of the harsh living environment, even wild beasts are not that common on this ice and snow plateau. Regnar followed Rego and the others and searched there for a long time, but only found a few snow rabbits. In Regnar's opinion, such small things were enough for one or two meals. But if you put it to the savages with an astonishing appetite, it would probably only be enough for digestion in one meal.
Oh, by the way, if it were Annelotte, I'm afraid such a rabbit would only be able to fill her half full. Although the Frost Girl didn't usually show an astonishing appetite, Regnar knew that this girl's stomach was basically a bottomless pit. In short, she is the kind of person who can't survive no matter how much she has, no matter how little she has, she can't starve.
"If we can meet a pack of wolves, we might get a lot of food." Rego said to Regnar next to him while riding a snow bear.
"Wolves should be dangerous, right?" Regnar also rode a snow bear. This ferocious beast had become very docile after being tamed by the barbarians. Regnar felt as stable as sitting on a chair while riding this thing. He said to Regnar: "Will your men suffer casualties when hunting that kind of thing?"
This is not an alarmist statement by Regnar. He has already inquired about it. The harsh living environment on the ice and snow plateau not only allowed the barbarians to develop strong bodies, but also gave the animals living here more terrifying abilities than other similar animals. strength. Small animals like snow hares or squirrels are fine, but carnivorous beasts like snow bears or white wolves are no joke.
According to Regner's estimation, even the snow bear under his butt is probably no less powerful than the red-blooded bear he hunted when he was a mercenary in the past. You know, the red-blooded bear is a real monster. In this regard, the research report of the Palace Mage Association stated that the harsh environment caused the beasts there to evolve, and the final result was that they got rid of the category of beasts and evolved into the ranks of Warcraft.
If it were a group of wolves with the power of Warcraft... Regnar thought that nothing would happen to him, but it was hard to say for this group of tribesmen who followed Lei Ge out for hunting. They were not regular barbarian warriors, and their highest strength was only level seven. The lowest is only two levels. Not only that, but their age gap is also very large. The oldest one seems to be sixty or seventy years old, and the youngest one... should be younger than Regnar...
Regnar looked at the little barbarian with a somewhat immature face, and couldn't help but worry whether he would encounter any danger during the hunt.
"He is twelve years old and may become a good warrior." Rego followed Regnar's gaze and saw the little barbarian, and then said.
"Twelve years old?" Regnar couldn't help but be stunned. So the little barbarian is not as old as Inelis, but looking at the resolute and courageous look on his face, he must have participated in a lot of hunting. .
What are people around ten years old doing in the human world? Even the children of poor people have just started to help their parents with housework within their capabilities, right? As a barbarian, this little guy seems to have seen blood and experienced many life and death tests...
Regnar secretly made up his mind that if this little guy was in any danger this time, he might as well help him. This is not to say that Regnar is a good person, he just feels that if he can save a life just by using his hands, he will be very happy to do it.
But what happened in the afternoon had a big impact on Regnar.
It was around three o'clock in the afternoon. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune. All in all, at three o'clock in the afternoon, Regnar and his hunting team finally encountered a pack of wolves.
Unexpectedly, this group of wolves did not seem to be very afraid of the savages. Because of the extremely harsh living environment, all lives are trying their best to survive. So, in a world where it's all about survival, the roles of prey and hunter are often reversed. When barbarians encounter a pack of wolves, they will feel that this time they can finally stop worrying about food for several days. But similarly, in the eyes of the wolves, these barbarians are also the best meat.
There was almost no hesitation after the crowd and wolves met. They all roared and rushed towards each other like wild beasts. The weapons held by these barbarians may be fatal to ordinary humans, but to wolves that have survived harsh environmental tests, they are obviously not that big of a threat.
Curled axes and scimitars, some could only hold sticks and stones. But even so, the barbarians still rushed towards their enemies without fear. They sang sacrificial songs that had been handed down from their ancestors' time, and engaged in the bloodiest and most primitive fights with these monsters.
A wolf jumped on the barbarian. The barbarian thrust the scimitar in his hand into the wolf's soft belly, and then cut it open with force. The scimitar moved towards the other side of the wolf's belly with great force. Because the blade was not sharp, in Regner's opinion, the knife was more like tearing than cutting. But even so, the barbarian still used his huge strength to tear open a huge wound in the wolf's abdomen that was enough to stuff his own head.
In an instant, the wolf's internal organs flowed out of the belly due to gravity. They landed on the waist and abdomen of the barbarian, and even caused white smoke to rise in the ice and snow.
But all this was not enough to kill the tenacious wolf. Although he suffered heavy injuries, the wolf did not show any signs of weakness. It seemed to burn its last vitality and exploded with all its power. The beast opened its mouth, and then bit the savage's neck accurately and ferociously.
"puff!"
The barbarian's throat was completely broken by the wolf's tearing, and blood spurted out from the broken blood vessel under the pressure of the heart. At this time, the wolf also showed its instinct of a beast. It did not spit out the pieces of meat and throat in its mouth. Instead, it simply chewed them twice and then swallowed them directly into its already tattered belly. inside.
Then another barbarian caught up. He mustered up his fighting spirit, swung the stone hammer in his hand, and hit the wolf's head hard from behind. This blow not only smashed the wolf's head to pieces, but also smashed the head of the barbarian who was pressed by the wolf. Moreover, even though he gave his companion the most fatal blow, the barbarian did not feel any guilt at all. Instead, he let out an excited shout, and then the poor guy was torn to pieces by two wolves that jumped on him.
Regnar couldn't help but frowned when he saw the scene in front of him. It wasn't that he felt disgusted. Since becoming a mercenary, Regnar has long been accustomed to things like blood and internal organs. He still remembered that after his first battle with the orcs, he could not eat meat for several days when he returned to Meteor City. If it had not been for the psychological counseling of Kordak and Vera, he might have become a vegetarian. . But now, Regnar is completely immune to such scenes, or in other words, he is completely numb.
But even so, Regnar was still surprised by how the barbarian just ignored his dying comrade and did not hesitate to take action. Although a ruptured throat was already a fatal injury, if Regnar was allowed to smash his head in regardless of his feelings because of this, Regnar felt that he still couldn't do it. Moreover, what the barbarian did just now was obviously not to help his companions get out of pain, he just wanted to kill the wolf.
"As expected, he is a barbarian. Even when facing his companions, he can wield his weapon without hesitation." Regnar couldn't help but feel a little more contempt for the barbarians.
Just when Regnar was lashing out at the barbarian for his actions, Alex spoke up: "Boy, that little gay friend you just fell in love with seems to be in trouble now."
Regnar naturally understood that the "little gay friend" Alex mentioned was the little savage he noticed just now. He turned around and saw that the little guy was holding a huge scimitar and facing the siege of two wolves at the same time.