The more people a team, the more you need a team leader who can save the game. This is what Beta learned in the game.

Whether the team can calm down depends on whether the team leader has the strength, means, or whether he has enough charm in daily life to convince people. This team that has been put together temporarily does not have enough time to get in, and Beta does not have enough time to show his leadership charm and skills, so he chose the simplest way to suppress others with power.

I am the leader of the envoy. You all listen to me. If you don’t listen to me, you will deal with military law.

The iron-fisted method must bring about dissatisfaction and anger in the bottom of his heart, but Beta didn't care. It took only a month to suppress it, and even if someone wanted to disobey his orders, he had to claim his weight.

Beta's combat power, including himself, two masters, one quasi-master, and Bart, a hired warrior, were enough to fight a small-scale raid. Except for Faxiu, who had nearly two cavalrymen in the diplomatic and etiquette regiment, the twenty people in the diplomatic and etiquette regiment had no combat power at all and could not cause any waves.

Thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of ice, it sounds beautiful, but it also depends on what kind of mood you can create this sense of grandeur. Everyone in the messenger knows that this is a journey of life-and-death death, and there is vitality everywhere. Maybe when a team will break out from the side and attack them.

As everyone gradually moved forward, the northern pass gradually became smaller behind him, and finally turned into black spots until it disappeared. The atmosphere in the envoy group became less and less dull, and no one wanted to speak, while Shirley sat in the carriage, lying lazily on the window, looking at Beta not far away with interest with her beautiful eyes.

Sophia hid in Shirley's shadow and was resting.

Jessica was driving in a carriage. Although she didn't speak and sat down, her bright and bright eyes exposed her emotions at this time. Perhaps it was the werewolf blood that was causing trouble. She liked this kind of place with ice and snow, including plains, mountains and forests.

At this time, the convoy was still in the order that had just come out of the northern pass. Beta and Bart were at the forefront, Jessica's carriage followed, and then the seven carriages of the diplomatic etiquette regiment and twenty baggage carriages, while Faxiu and his cavalry team fell to the end, divided into six rows, and followed neatly.

Beta signaled Bart to continue leading the team forward, but he slowed down and landed at the end, and drove with Faxiu.

Faxiu was still in the shock of entering the wilderness at this time. He looked around and could see some yellow skeletons lying quietly in the shallow snow.

This was a battlefield before. Holevin and Udabri fought several major battles here. As long as you dig under the ground, you can dig a few skulls at will.

Faxiu still looks like a noble young man. The white armor he wore looked very energetic and elegant. However, Beta could still see that although this guy was considered aware of the current affairs and might be very strong in social interaction, he had just become a fool who was not good at it when he came to the wilderness.

"Have you really brought soldiers to war before?" Beta asked.

Faxiu shook his head in shame, and then grinned. This smile was a bit stupid, and it was very inconsistent with his pretty appearance. It was probably just a pretty fool.

"The four-way march should at least know what's going on." Beta asked slowly. As he gradually left the range of the two mountains, the surrounding forests became more and more sparse, and the plains ahead became more and more open.

The so-called four-way marching means splitting the team's strategy into four parts, one in front, back, left and right, and crossing the important figures in the middle or commanders.

Faxiu slapped his head suddenly, and after making a gesture, he said embarrassedly: "Forgot."

Forgot. Beta felt terrified in his heart. He couldn't see through Faxiu's pretending, or did he really forget that as long as he was a playboy from a noble family, there was still such a cunning person.

He just needs to act according to his ideas, and there is no need to investigate many things.

The cavalry team of nearly two hundred people was divided into four parts, surrounded the carriages of the diplomatic envoys from front, back, left and right. Beta looked in through the car window and saw that the faces of the etiquette officials were much better, at least he felt much more at ease.

Faxiu approached Beta and asked, "Don't you need to divide some scouts from the cavalry to explore the way?"

"No need." Beta shook his head.

It is indeed not necessary. No matter how powerful the cavalry scouts are, they will not get on the eyes of the flying monsters. Joan of Arc has been hovering in the sky for a long time. In fact, since they left Tonggu City, Beta released Joan of Arc as a high-altitude eye. The hawk has good eyesight and can easily see faraway places, which can warning most of the situation in advance.

The reason why Faxiu was asked to command the cavalry team to dispersely protect diplomatic etiquette officials was that he was worried that some enemies of special nature would come over.

For example, enemies who will be invisible or enemies with protection. Joan of Arc's high-altitude vision does not have a good effect on such enemies.

The convoy continued to move forward, the more he walked north, the more he felt the wind and snow were getting heavier, and the sky was getting darker. When they completely walked out of the mountains, there was an endless ice field in front of them. The sun had already set, and the snow wind on the plain seemed to be blowing even more violently because there was no sunshine.

"Everyone stopped moving forward and stayed on the spot."

Faxiu walked over from the side, his armor was covered with ice and asked, "Your Excellency, this place has no cover and is not a good place to camp. Should we continue moving forward better?"

"March at night is still the bad weather, and it is no different from seeking death." The cold night wind blew the Beta's cloak, making a rustling sound. He popped out a magic ball of light into the air that was not affected by the strong wind, and continued: "If there is no cover, we will create cover."

The bright ball of light emits dazzling light in the air, and the darkness around it is swept away.

Humans are light-tempered animals. In places with sufficient light, humans will feel much more at ease.

Shirley came out of the carriage and walked not far away from everyone's sight. Then she closed her eyes and opened her hands. The bright light shone on her. The strong wind made her clothes sway constantly, and her long bright golden hair swayed in the air, reflecting the golden light of Jingchang. The beautiful she seemed to be the incarnation of the Storm Goddess.

Almost everyone looked straight, both men and women.

But Shirley came out not to show off her beauty.

Then, the wind around her seemed to stop. The snow was cleared by invisible force, revealing the black soil below.

One by one, countless earth pillars "grow" around her, twisted, raised in strange ways, and then tangled together. In everyone's surprised sight, it turned into an exaggerated dome earthen building that was nearly twenty meters tall and thirty meters long and wide.

Shirley stood at the highest point of the building and flicked her finger gently. A light golden magic light surged out of her body, covering the entire building.

The texture of the building begins to change, becoming hard and smooth.

Transform mud into stone art.

Because Shirley had built a temporary shelter for the slaves before, this time, she became more skilled.
Chapter completed!