It is a world with ups and downs and no obvious hillsides. The land is covered with green and yellow weeds. The frost on the surface makes them look a bit prickly, but this still makes Ryan shocked and ecstatic.
Under Deities's Pan-Planar War, this world has not suffered too serious erosion.
The reason why I say this is because Ryan stood on a high slope and saw the end of the field of vision, the looming towering Snow Mountain.
There is an extremely tall Snow Mountain there, and Ryan can still see it even from an unknown distance away.
The majestic mountains block all the cold winds and blizzards, leaving a peaceful grassland here.
"Lord Lord!"
Ryan turned his head and looked at the excited and trembling Brandt, who said with burning eyes:
"There are... horses here!"
Brandt's words made Ryan excited at this moment, yes, Ma.
The empire's South, Imperial House relied on the war horses tamed by the Highlands grassland to earn huge wealth.
In the previous war, Ryan lost a lot of war horses, which made him particularly heartbroken, but he could only wait for the Chamber of Commerce to transport them from South next year before they could be replenished.
But now.
"Perhaps, we can breed our own war horses."
Boom!!!
Just when Ryan was hoping in his heart, the earth trembled, and the frost on the surface of the weeds also trembled and fell at this moment. As the roar of the earth became louder and louder, all the Knight Retainer around Ryan became a little scared, as if there were thousands of troops in front of them charging and trampling towards them.
"Lord Lord."
Even Brandt was a little hesitant at this moment. He guessed what was coming, but Ryan did not open Planar Gate at this moment.
Finally, tall figures appeared on the slope in the distance, and Ryan's eyes locked on the handsome wild horse standing at the front.
It is covered in snow-white, and the flowing brown-red mane on its head and tail looks like the skirt of a goddess. What makes the stars dim even more is its pair of clear and transparent blue crystal pupils.
Looking at each other, Ryan saw a mark that looked like a sharp blade from the forehead to the nose of the wild horse.
The iron hooves trampled the horse's hooves, and the reddish-brown hair attached to the horse's hooves also moved at this moment.
It follows the strong wind, or when it runs, it brings the strong wind.
Rumble.
Thousands of wild horses rushed in the direction of Ryan. They were the guardians of this grassland. They galloped on the grassland. Their fiery blood melted all the frost, so that the grassland would not be troubled by the cold in this winter.
There were countless wild horses in this herd. When they were tens of meters closer to Ryan, the huge horse herd did not trample towards them, but dispersed and passed them from both sides.
The smell in the air was not pleasant, but at this moment Ryan and the other attendants did not care. They were shocked in the middle of the vast herd of horses, watching the endless flow of majestic wild horses on both sides leaving from their side.
Finally, as the last few hundred wild horses in the herd disappeared, Ryan, a team of hundreds of people, finally came to their senses.
They watched the horses go away, and then saw the fifty or sixty young men riding horses behind the horses.
"Who are you?"
Seeing Ryan, hundreds of fully armed soldiers, they became obviously vigilant, and then turned their reins and ran towards the distance without waiting for a reply.
"Follow them."
Ryan They did not have horses and could only walk. Fortunately, the horseshoe prints in the opposite direction gave them good directions.
More than half an hour later, Ryan saw the tall tents standing on the green grass in the distance, as well as hundreds of soldiers riding war horses and wearing leather armor just a hundred meters away.
Both sides became nervous. The hundreds of attendants behind Ryan also drew out Knight's Greatsword at this moment, and the cavalry soldiers on the opposite side also raised the scimitars in their hands.
"Who are you? Where do you come from?"
Ryan came out, waved to the knights to put away their weapons, and then looked to the opposite side.
"I want to speak to the leader of your nobles."
"There are no nobles in our tribe, only chiefs."
When hearing about the noble, it was obvious that the hundreds of people across from him became nervous, and their tone became a little rude.
"Then let your chief come to see me."
"Our chief... it's not convenient right now."
"Then I can go see him."
The soldier on the horse hesitated for a long time. After several discussions, he said to Ryan:
"You can only bring ten people."
Instructing the extra people to stay where they were, Ryan took Brandt and nine Bronze Knight, followed by several cavalry soldiers, and entered the tribe.
When looking at these tents up close, Ryan was a little surprised.
This can no longer be called a tent, more like a solid house.
Under curious eyes, Ryan came to the center of the tribe. The only building here was not a tent but a stone house.
There was a tinkling sound coming from inside.
"Is this a blacksmith shop?"
Ryan looked at the flag erected outside the stone house, [Volund's Forge]
Next to him, the soldier raised his head proudly.
"This is Legendary Artisan Volund's Forge, the real thing."
Ryan walked into the blacksmith shop. The heat wave that hit his face instantly made him feel a little uncomfortable, but Ryan immediately locked on the silver hammer hanging on the wall of the blacksmith shop.
An artifact, an artifact similar to Heroic Spirit Crown.
Ryan came to the iron hammer and stretched out his hand to touch this artifact.
"You are not allowed to touch Tyrfing."
A thick voice came from the side. Ryan turned his head and found that Brandt had collided with a man with a bushy chin and beard and big muscles all over his body.
Both of them were surprised by the other's strength, but at the next moment they were both aroused to be competitive, and a terrifying wave of air spread between their fists.
"Golden Knight?"
Ryan is really shocked. This man actually has the physique of Golden Knight?
"Brother."
"Brandt."
Two voices stopped the two struggling guys at the same time. Ryan looked towards the position of the voice and saw a woman with light blond hair who looked like a small cheetah with well-proportioned muscles. She looked very young and energetic.
But she also held a hammer in her hand.
Ryan He should have seen the two of them the first time he entered the blacksmith shop, but the artifact on the wall caught his eye.
"Are you the chief of this tribe?"
Ryan looked at the strong man and asked.
"I am."
The woman next to her answered Ryan, she is the manager of this tribe.