When it comes to equestrian skills alone, the Odin Orcs do have an innate advantage over the Byrons. It is said that the first thing the Odin Orcs do is not to learn to walk, but to learn to ride a horse.

Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is true that the Orcs of Odin grew up on horses and were able to ride alone at the age of three or five.

A typical Odin orc spends half of his life on horseback. This gives them the common characteristics of the grassland peoples. They all have bow legs, and it is not that convenient to dismount and move.

It is said that practice makes perfect, and their riding skills can no longer be described as familiar, but a passive skill that is integrated into their bones.

But no matter how familiar they were, by the time they calmed down the war horses again, the neat formation had been disrupted. Some Odin orcs were so panicked that they even failed to control their bows and shot arrows.

However, the bow was not fully opened, the arrows were weak and weak, and the accuracy was not at all accurate. It was unclear where they flew.

Erikson and his party, surrounded by them, didn't even blink.

I don't know if it was their own illusion, but those string-controlling Odin orcs saw a faint smile on each other's faces, a sarcastic smile, which made them want to give them another arrow to let them know that Odin was

The reputation of the Ding orc archers and cavalrymen is world-famous, and it is not just a boast.

Originally, I wanted to give the other party a swagger, but in the end, I wanted the other party to give me a swagger.

"Stop it, it's not too shameful. Don't disturb the distinguished guests." A strong voice stopped the eager Odin orcs.

An Odin orc with some gray hair on the temples, tall but not thin, who was transitioning from middle age to old age, rode out on horseback and said with a hearty laugh: "I have long heard that the beasts in Andis Mountain are extremely majestic, especially the giant ones."

Tigers are unrivaled predators. When I see them today, they are well-deserved. Today is an eye-opener. The Silver Wolf Tribe welcomes you all. I am Rakesh, the chief of this tribe."

Rakesh was speaking to Erikson. He didn't recognize him as the leader of the team at a glance, but recognized him as an Odin orc, and he spoke Odin's orc language.

Whether it is Byronic, Andisian, Yang or Odinian, tracing back to its origin, it is actually the same language, and they all evolved from the ancient Andisian Empire language.

However, in the process of inheritance, language is easy to be mixed with some living customs, and gradually transforms into a language with its own national characteristics, especially spoken language. Due to racial structure and different pronunciation, the difference is even greater.

For example, the Byrons like to use vibrato, the Andis people like to use phrases, and the Odinian orcs like to add some guttural sounds, which are very deep, like a beast's roar.

Whether it was Andis Tiger Tagore or Man-Bear Yale, they were just like ducks listening to thunder, and had no idea that the other party was praising his mount, otherwise Tagore would be very interested in communicating with the other party on this topic.

Eriksen said calmly: "Thank you for the compliment from the chief. I am Eriksen from the Yongye Army. I bring the friendship of the Andis people."

"I have been waiting for a long time. If you don't come, I will pay a visit. Dear guests, please come with me." Rakesh said half-truthfully.

The speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention.
Chapter completed!