Reckless Through The New World

The overall topography of the Western Continent is roughly high in the north and low in the south. The snow field in the north is higher and is a cold plateau. This vast and icy plateau, like Siberia in the northern hemisphere of the earth, is the birthplace of all cold waves in the entire western continent. The Layton Kingdom, known as the "Snow Deer Kingdom", although it occupies the entire snowfield on the map, actually only has residential areas in the east and west of the snowfield where the climate is warmer. The cold place in the middle of the snowfield is almost completely The forbidden zone of life.

The capital of the kingdom of Leyton was in the west, not far from the border between Thrace and Leyton. That's why the Thracians were able to easily take over the capital through winter raids. If the capital of Layton is in the east...then it can't keep the territory in the west at all.

The eastern territory of the Kingdom of Layton consists of a number of self-governing dominions, and the state basically has little control over it except for collecting taxes. This is of course helpless, what is there on earth called? Too far from heaven, too close to America, woe...

From the northern plateau a little to the south, there is a long mountain range, which is generally called the "Big Screen Mountains", and it can be called "Tianping Mountains" if it is more elegant. This mountain range is low in the middle and high on both sides. To a certain extent, it blocked the cold currents flowing to Thrace and West Brunei, but it could not stop the cold winds blowing to the grasslands. Therefore, the entire northern part of the western continent is warmer on both sides and colder in the middle.

From the steppe to the south, slightly south of the middle of the western continent, there is a "great mountain range". It has two branches, one is in the middle of the Thracian kingdom, and the other is the former Thrace and Morocco. Come to the Norma Mountains of the dividing line, the two mountain ranges meet roughly at the border of Thrace and Terrera - this place currently belongs to the Count of Dracula - and then start to rise abruptly, extending all the way to the northwest. , and then suddenly broke off at the end of the grassland, disappearing into the vast forest on the border between Terrera and West Brunei.

This great mountain range will travel thousands of miles to the south, and the cold wave that has basically lost its strength is blocked along with the few remaining rainfall, so the mountain range goes south, first a Gobi, then a grassland, and then a forest.

By the way, the "Crossing the Earth" castle of the traversers is located in the southwest of this grassland, not far from the forest in the south.

The terrain in the central and northern parts of the Western Continent is roughly like this. So in general, the prairie encountering cold waves is really not that rare. Small-scale cold waves occur almost every year, forming a "white disaster" level, roughly once every ten or twenty years. As for the terrifying "big white disaster" - if you are lucky, you will never encounter it in a lifetime. But if you are lucky enough to become a legendary powerhouse, you will definitely encounter several times in your life.

Therefore, when the news of the Great White Calamity came, the great shaman Iron Teeth of the "Ferocious Mountain Boar" tribe suddenly realized that the opportunity he had been waiting for nearly eighty years had come!

As one of the few great shamans in the grasslands after the four major shamans, the great iron-toothed shaman is a very ideal person. He has always wanted to push the orcs and Thrace to further strengthen the connection - of course, A connection with orcs as an advantage. And the opportunity he has been waiting for is that Thrace is weakened, and the orcs are marching west because of the White Calamity.

Such an opportunity was hard to wait, but he finally did.

So after getting the news of the Great White Calamity, he immediately set off to the capital of Thrace, trying to persuade the "Prince of the Horse" Jon to come forward to be the mediator between Thrace and the orcs and fulfill his ideal.

Prince Jon didn't want to agree to him at first. In this prince's view, Thrace was once the most powerful country in the world, and even if it was unfavorable, it still has a strong heritage, and it is definitely not something that the mere orc coalition can shake - the orcs in history The coalition had also fought Thrace several times, each time with heavy losses and little gain, so much so that when they encountered the White Calamity, they mainly went to Laika in West Brunei.

But the Iron-toothed Shaman did not give up, and persuaded him again and again, especially recently, he came up with a very important example that really moved Prince Jon.

He spoke of the downfall of the Edward family.

Prince Jon and the Edward family are old friends. His mother had a good relationship with the elders of the Edward family before her death, and then in his generation, the relationship with the father and son of the Edward family is also very good.

When the Edward family made that windfall, he also helped a little in it. However, he is a martial arts idiot. He is interested in improving martial arts, but he is not very interested in making money, so he did not participate in it deeply.

As a result, he saw with his own eyes that the Edward family got into trouble because of their wealth, and eventually collapsed.

In the process of the demise of the Edward family, he did not speak well for it-he knew the character of his younger brother Richard better than others. If Prime Minister Leopold hadn't died, he could try to persuade him, but since Leopold was dead, the Edward family would only have to be "burial".

At that time, seeing all this happen, his heart was very cold. So he became more and more martial and ignorant of world affairs.

However, the iron-toothed shaman pierced his illusion.

"The reason you are still alive is because the little prince hasn't grown up yet," said the iron-toothed shaman grimly, "when the little prince grows up, you are highly skilled in martial arts and quite prestigious among the royal family. On the grasslands, he is considered to be a highly respected uncle, so he must retire - ten years at most, and ten years of your life at most!"

At that time, Jon also defended: "I can retire at that time, return to the grasslands to cultivate, and become a hermit raising cattle and sheep."

The iron-toothed shaman just sneered: "Are you sure Richard's son, the king taught by the assassin Alan Vena, will allow you to retire alive?"

Jon couldn't refute.

Although the little king is young, his style of doing things can already be seen to be quite cold-probably because his teacher is a cold-blooded killer. When this nephew grows up, I am afraid that the uncle who is in the way will really not be able to escape.

If that's the case, then of course he doesn't have many options left...

Watching the iron-toothed shaman use the teleportation technique to leave, Prince Jon sighed, left the reception room, and came to the underground martial arts hall.

He took off the spear and shield on the weapon rack and waved it hard. Although he sweated a little, he was even more annoyed.

Throwing the weapon aside, he lay on the ground, just in time to see a long gun hanging on the wall not far away.

The pitch-black spear glowed with unsettling light under the illumination of the magic crystal. On the tip of the spear like a drill, dense magic runes flickered from time to time, and the sound of ringing could be vaguely heard.

This is his ten years of hard work, collecting precious materials, searching for treasures created by famous craftsmen, dragon slayer guns.

Originally, his dream was to hold a dragon slaying gun and join forces with his friend James Edward to destroy an evil dragon that endangered the world, leaving a reputation as a dragon slayer in history.

It's a pity that things are right and wrong, and now there is only this long spear hanging there indifferently, and there is not even a target to challenge.

Prince Jon gave a long sigh and clenched his fists.

"The big shaman is not trustworthy, but his words are very reasonable." He said to himself, "A man, how can you leave your life and death to others to decide! Even if you want to die, I, Jon Thrace, will also Die with vigour on the battlefield!"