Published: March 12, 2025
Chapter 300: The Difficult Journey
A massive convoy moved slowly across the grassland. On the vast expanse of white grass, blanketed by snow, this group appeared as conspicuous as lice on a bald head.
At this moment, there were virtually no people on the grassland. The winter prairie was terrifying—bitter cold winds, torrential rain, and packs of wolves were the most fearsome things during this season.
Orcs rarely left their camps in winter, especially smaller groups, but this convoy had an astonishing number of over five hundred thousand orcs. Although the snow-covered grassland was not easy to traverse, they did not stop.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice that this orc tribe was not solely composed of young adults; there were many elderly, children, and women, resembling a large tribe on the move.
This group was from the Herculean Bull Tribe. This time, they weren't just sending twenty thousand young warriors to battle; everyone was joining in.
There was a saying on the grassland: an orc as tall as a wheel is dangerous as long as he is still breathing. This illustrates the formidable combat power of the orcs. Some orc elders could be even tougher to deal with than younger warriors because they had endured countless battles. Though their physical strength might not match that of younger orcs, their experience was something the younger ones could never surpass.
The women of the Herculean Bull Tribe were equally formidable. Although they had not learned the beast soul technique, they were born strong. The women in their prime possessed strength comparable to a level 4 warrior of the human race, making orcs truly terrifying.
This time, the Herculean Bull Tribe was desperate. In their tribe, there were no very young children or very old elders remaining, as all the children and elderly had been unable to escape the Bullfighting Tribe and had become slaves. In this situation, Wells decided that the entire tribe would mobilize; they must win this battle, or the Herculean Bull Tribe would rather die.
Zhao Hai and his companions were traveling along with the group, but they were inside a cart instead of riding mounts like the others. Their cart was tightly covered with sheep skin because Laura and the others were very afraid of the cold.
As soon as they entered the cart and closed the door, Zhao Hai and Laura were transported into their space, avoiding the hardships outside. Once in the space, Laura felt a bit better, and Meg immediately ran to the villa's kitchen to prepare a hot cup of Kaya, bringing it to the living room.
After drinking a cup of hot Kaya, Laura finally felt better. She set down the cup and sighed, “It’s so much better inside the space. I thought I’d freeze to death outside.”
Zhao Hai chuckled, “Was it that cold? I thought it was quite nice, not too cold at all.”
Laura looked at Zhao Hai and said, “Brother Hai, didn’t you live in the Imperial Capital all the time? You should be less resistant to cold than I am, yet you seem unfazed.”
Zhao Hai smiled slightly, “You forgot, the mage robe you gave me is not cold-resistant, haha.”
Actually, that was just one reason; Zhao Hai himself was more resistant to cold than Laura. However, Laura believed him, nodding, “That’s good to hear. I was really worried about you freezing. Your health isn’t great, and if you really get sick, it would be very troublesome.”
Zhao Hai laughed, “Don’t worry, I’m in great shape. I drink life liquid every day. If I got sick, it would be hard to find anyone healthier than me.”
While Zhao Hai and his companions were chatting and laughing in the space, Wells and the others outside were not having it easy. They were wrapped in sheep skin, and even their mounts were covered in sheep skin. Everyone held wine bags, with the spouts exposed at their necks. Whenever they felt cold, they could lower their heads to sip the warm wine, which brought warmth to their bellies.
Marching in winter was the greatest test for orcs, requiring immense endurance and unyielding nerves. Fortunately, Wells and the others had prepared well in advance, so nothing serious had happened.