Our family is in decline

"There is basically no possibility of large-scale development in the mountains. Whether it is geographical or climatic issues, it may be of some value in some necessary channels for transporting materials out."

"Uncontrolled logging, this is not a place like Hamlet where the plains can be converted into cultivated land for maintenance. Once the mountains are without trees, soil and water will be lost."

"The long-lasting fog in the mountains is probably the cold air from the north of the ice sheet that circulates in the mountains and condenses when it encounters warmth..."

The outside of the mountains has been thawing for many days, but there are still many traces of ice and snow in the mountains, but most of them have thawed, and the roads are even more complicated. That is, they are two special people, otherwise the large army will never be able to enter. This is also the case for the barbarians. Confidence.

When Lance first came in, he kept commenting on the mountains. Although Greendale hadn't been back for a long time, she was very familiar with this place and kept introducing the situation along with his words.

"Actually, most of the tribes are on the edge of the border with the empire. Even the big tribes dare not go deep into the mountains. They only enter when hunting pressure is high, such as autumn hunting, but usually hunting , won’t stay long.”

Barbarians are human beings too, and they also need resources. Should they fight all kinds of strange things in the depths, or should they plunder farming civilization? It is clear that they have made choices over the long history.

Now their casual words are actually bloody history, and now Lance wants to end it all.

"Ahead is the largest tribe in the surrounding area. They believe in the tiger god. The warriors also have the ability to go berserk and transform into beasts. The shamans can tame tigers and control tiger spirits..."

"It feels like all the barbarians in the mountains can form a zoo."

Lance couldn't help but complain during the long series of introductions, and the other side quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers on guard.

"who!"

At this shout, several people came, and they looked at the two people strolling closer. They were really full of excitement and restlessness.

After being closed for a long time, they were all suffocated and eager to have some fun, whether it was fighting, killing, torturing slaves or... staring at Greendale with their eyes full of greedy desire.

"Shut up."

Of course, there are still experienced warriors. Anyone with any brains will know the strength of two people walking here, so that person suppressed his teammates and wanted to warn them and drive them away.

"Get out of here! You have entered the range of our tribe."

Logically speaking, Lance and the others should be angry at the rudeness of these guys, but humans are just too lazy to care about what the ants on the road think.

Faced with the warning from the barbarian warrior, the two of them rushed in without any intention of stopping.

"Let your chiefs and priests come to see me."

For these young people, the calm attitude of the two people is a kind of contempt for them, which is unacceptable for them with excessive self-awareness.

Immediately, someone attacked the two of them regardless of the obstruction of their companions.

"Damn intruder, who are you talking to!"

"Imperial Dog, this is..."

Before he could finish his second sentence, several tree roots sprang out from the thawed ground, instantly piercing the ones who were still shouting.

The tree root penetrated from below and pushed the person up directly. He struggled frantically and blood continued to flow out, but he couldn't even scream because the root came up and penetrated the throat. He could only feel the passage of life and then death.

Greendale didn't even take out her staff, it was as easy as squeezing a few bugs to death.

However, there was still one person left at the scene. To be honest, he didn't react just now, but his companions were all dead, and it was in this way, which scared him so much that his anus tightened.

Lance reacted calmly to this, and even smiled and gestured to him.

"We don't mean any harm, go tell your responsible people to come see me."

The only person left looked at that smile but felt an uncontrollable fear for some reason, and immediately turned around and ran back.

"The local barbarians are so rude." Lance directly sacrificed the corpses. Although they only had a little spirituality, don't waste it.

"That's the only way you can talk to them, and that's all they can understand."

The two of them walked into the tribe. They were basically buildings with wooden structures and stone walls.

A large tribe must have a thousand people, and they are basically all young and strong. Of course, there are also some slaves or captives. People in those tribes also like to apply tiger-spot-like patterns on their faces to make them clearly distinguishable.

But Lance didn’t see any tigers either?

"Ouch!"

At this moment, a tiger roar was heard, and a strong man wearing a tiger fur coat walked out of the crowd. You could see that the whites of his eyes were as bright yellow as the eyes of an animal.

There is another person behind who is thin, also wearing tiger skin, and wearing a helmet made of tiger skulls. Around his neck is a necklace of tiger teeth, and a strong tiger is following him.

There were also tribal warriors constantly summoned from the surrounding area to surround Lance and the others.

"It's you! How could..."

The two leaders immediately saw Greendale's iconic long green hair, coupled with the ability to control plants just now.

The two of them even knew Greendale, or at least met her.

Greendale, or the reputation of the Deer Head Tribe in the mountains played a role, and the leader and some wise men were willing to talk in an attempt to gain their goals.

"I want to end the struggle between the mountains and the empire."

Lance unceremoniously revealed his purpose, to end the ignorant, bloody and crazy existence, and he would bring a stable and prosperous life to the barbarians.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I am the Lord of Hamlet, Bastia has returned to my jurisdiction, and the mountains are the same." Lance knew how to talk to the barbarians, staring at the man who questioned him and threw a sentence, "Submit, or die."

"Even the earl dared not leave the army and enter here alone. You imperial nobles think you can walk in the mountains with a name? Dare to kill my people!"

The leader threatened immediately, but his eyes glanced at Greendale next to him. What he meant was self-evident. Isn't it that he thinks that Lance's confidence comes from the woman next to him?

The face of the Deer Head Tribe is not useful, or it is no longer valuable when they decline.

"I don't care about this matter." But Greendale smiled slightly with contempt, and her expression was quite interesting. You know, it was not the barbarians who gave her face, but Lance.

"I knew it." Lance smacked his lips and looked a little bored, then stood up and walked out, waving his hand, "Call the strongest in your tribe, don't say whether it's a warrior or a shaman, and don't say how many people there are, just call as many as you can."

This clearly meant a fight, and it was a one-on-one fight. Seeing Lance's somewhat thin figure in contrast, the barbarians became suspicious.

At this time, Greendale fanned the flames, "What? Can't you find even one warrior in your tribe?"

When the shaman nodded, the elite of the tribe quickly gathered together, and many people gathered around to watch the show. They almost unanimously supported their own family, which was normal.

"Who will go first?"

Lance stood there, watching those ferocious barbarian warriors without any reaction at all, and under this extreme contempt, the leader immediately took action, and he didn't need a weapon, because when he pounced on him, he actually grew claws on his hands and grabbed them, just like a tiger pouncing on its food.

This move immediately caused the barbarians who were watching to cheer loudly. They might not know what the two sides had just said, but fighting, and defeating the imperials, was very much to their liking.

However, they could not even see Lance's move. The next second, the leader flew out directly amid the cheers of the crowd.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence on the field, and some mouths did not even have time to close.

"Don't waste my time, come together."

Lance's words aroused the madness of those warriors. The strong tribal honor drove them to rush forward and wanted to tear the heart and lungs out of the enemy in front of them.

It was a pity that the gap in strength was too big. Lance just stood there like a mountain that no one could shake.

Instead, those barbarian warriors flew backwards one by one. It was because Lance controlled the strength, otherwise he could easily tear their flesh and blood bodies, instead of the flesh and blood injuries now.

The tiger god shaman finally couldn't stay any longer and began to cast spells to bless those warriors. The warriors also turned into beasts desperately, showing a crazy scene.

But it still had no effect. Hundreds of warriors fell down, and no one dared to stand up. For a moment, despair enveloped the entire tribe.

"Why don't you let your tiger try?"

Lance's relaxed and casual look didn't look like the fierce battle that had just defeated those warriors. It was more like asking you what to eat tonight.

No matter how stupid the shaman was, he knew that it would be useless even if he let the tiger go up, because just now he wanted to use the power of the tiger god to cast a secret spell to curse him, but there was no reaction at all.

"We lost."

This sentence made the tiger bow his head, but Lance didn't care too much. He raised his hand and waved it, and the magical power of pardon acted on those barbarian warriors who were injured and wailing on the ground.

The next second, the flesh and blood regenerated, the broken bones were connected, and everything recovered.

This miraculous move immediately made the eyes of those tribesmen look a little awed.

"If I can beat the Earl, I can beat you, and I can do what the Earl can't do. The mountains that you think are your protection are useless to me.

Even if I don't take action, I can stop all merchants from entering and leaving the mountains with just one word. You have no supplies. Can you survive the beast disease like this?"

Lance threw out a sentence that made those guys react. It's not just individual strength, but there is also an army stronger than the Earl.

At the same time, the problem of beast disease also made them understand something. The heavy snow closed the tribe, which was also a kind of protection, isolating the spread of beast disease. Now the tribe is indeed facing very great pressure.

Lance didn't mean to force them all to move out of the mountains. After all, the development of mountain resources cannot lack manpower, and they are the best workers.

But the bloody rituals and customs of the tribe must be banned, the chaotic killings between tribes must be banned, and slaves must be banned...

Lance has a lot of requirements, basically to pull them from the tribal system and slavery into the modern era. Although it is in the embryonic stage and not even the primary stage, it is better than blood sacrifice and human sacrifice.

Of course, they accepted the transformation and naturally benefited from it. They could enjoy the supporting facilities of Hamlet and could go down the mountain to avoid the wind and snow in winter. Some tribes would even be given land if they were willing to move out of the mountains, or live in the city.

Lance did not hide the purpose of his coming, and directly stated the reason for his coming here in public.

And Greendale is not idle either. You must know that after winter, there will still be many patients. At this time, it is Lance's turn to activate flesh and blood reconstruction to treat them. His words are full of charm and he calls out to them. The beauty of the world.

Among the ordinary people in the empire, Lance didn't like to show extraordinary power, but at this time he did it on purpose, because the barbarians only surrendered to the strong, and the more powerful they showed, the more they worshiped him.

Not only the tribesmen, but even the slave Lance also reached out to them to save them without any scruples. His whole body seemed to exude a unique charm that fascinated everyone.

"I know you won't believe it, and you even think I'm a lunatic for trying to change this chaotic and complicated relationship that has lasted for thousands of years, but everyone has had enough, right? Let the pain disappear at the hands of our generation."

Lance did not force them to agree immediately. After all, it still takes time to accept these things, and only after accepting can they take action.

"I know that this matter cannot be accepted in a day or two, and I didn't ask you to agree immediately. Think about what I said for yourselves. Now let a person who can represent your tribe follow me and witness my determination."

At Lance's invitation, the tribal leader who was defeated by him joined the team. As a way to let them feel Hamlet's strength, Lance left a bag of refined salt, which was a real life-saving medicine for the tribe. .

With one more person in the party continue towards the next tribe, then convince them and then continue with one more person.

The barbarians in the mountains are currently experiencing a very bad situation. First, there was a war with the count, then they suffered from lycanthropy, and then there were snow disasters and all kinds of mess.

The reason why the tiger tribe did not collapse is because they are the strongest tribes here and have strong ability to withstand pressure, but it is hard to say whether most of the small tribes with less than a thousand people can survive this troubled winter.

After surviving, their vitality was severely damaged. When they saw Lance, they immediately surrendered. Nothing was more important than surviving.

This is also the reason why Lance came in at this time. If those merchants brought supplies and took a sip, these barbarians would be more resilient.

And now Lance is playing the role of a savior, lending a helping hand when they are in greatest danger.

Of course, there are some tribes here who are not willing to surrender like this. If they want to talk to the beasts, they have to beat them up and feed them.

And as they passed through more tribes, the team became larger and larger, and the trend became such that no tribe dared to refuse anymore.

"Next, follow me and get rid of the lycanthropy." (End of this chapter)