The mountains to the north of Moyun Ridge cannot be regarded as the boundary of the Gandael Mountains. There is no mark here even on the map of the Warsaw plane. It belongs to the unexplored area of the Warsaw plane by the Busman family.
At the beginning, Duke Ryan promised to give Handanar County to Duke Newman. He had promised Duke Newman that all the territory expanded northward by the Bena Army in Handanar County would be regarded as the private property of Duke Newman. According to the four-three-three rule,
, the three pieces of land owned by the plane lord will be automatically counted to Duke Newman.
However, just after the Bena Legion entered the Warsaw plane, Duke Newman discovered that the Evil Ghost Legion had built an Evil Ghost Gate on Moyun Ridge, firmly guarding the northern gate of Handanar County, blocking Bena.
The footsteps of the legion heading north.
Moreover, in Duke Newman's view, the north of Moyun Ridge is a wilderness where monsters roam.
In the mountains to the north of the forest camp, there were a large number of low-level monsters. If the Bena Legion wanted to expand northward, it would not only have to face the evil ghost army, but also a large number of monsters and local tribes.
pressure.
Now the evil ghost army has been entrenched in Moyun Ridge for eight years, and has almost wiped out all the monsters around Moyun Ridge, and also killed a large number of tribal aborigines.
Originally there were a large number of aboriginal tribes in the Gandaer Mountains. Now most of these tribes have perished, and the remaining ones continue to migrate north and merge into the tribes in the wild swamp north of Moyun Ridge. According to magic
According to the information detected by the division's reconnaissance team, there are not only tribal aborigines in the north of Moyun Ridge, but these aborigines are also resisting the evil ghost army on Moyun Ridge.
What Suldak wants to contact now is the natives of the Warsaw plane.
The war between the evil ghost army and the local indigenous people has been going on for so long. The indigenous tribes north of Moyun Ridge...
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The rolling Gandaer Mountains are like a wall, completely blocking the mountains in the northern part of Moyun Ridge from the sight of the imperial people.
There are a large number of magical beasts scattered throughout the long mountains and dense forests. The Busman family only delineated their territory to the south of the Gandhar Mountains. The lord army of the Busman family stopped here. They occupied the Warsaw plane for more than a hundred years.
, no one of the previous commanders of the Busman Army would set their sights here.
Although there are a lot of Warcraft resources in this mountain range, the rolling mountains here have blocked the pace of the pioneers...
In this fertile plane, the benefits obtained by exploring in any direction will be much better than if the army crosses the Gandhar Mountains.
Therefore, no imperial adventure group has ever set foot in this mountain range north of Moyun Ridge.
The mountain vegetation here is no longer as dense as Mount Gandaer, but some thousand-year-old trees can be seen everywhere in the mountains. Many giant trees with a diameter of more than ten meters and a height of hundreds of meters have become
The hundred-meter-long high wall is covered with moss and fungi.
A group of bronze-skinned aborigines walked out of the depths of the jungle carrying ironwood longbows and bone spears. These tribal aborigines were all young. They were wrapped in leather clothes and stepped on dead branches and rotten leaves with their bare feet.
On the formed land, each bounce of their strong and powerful thighs would allow them to jump seven or eight meters, and they could run faster than antelopes in the forest.
They wear all kinds of weird hair accessories on their heads, and some necklaces made of animal teeth and gemstones around their necks. Almost every young man has an unusually eye-catching magic pattern on their body, and the skin with this magic pattern is related to their skin.
The skin color of the body is so out of place.
Except for the slight cracking sound of dead branches, the dense forest seemed extremely quiet.
One of the strongest indigenous warriors came to the edge of a cliff. He gently raised his hand to signal his companions behind him to stop. He was like an ape jumping onto a giant tree, climbing up in twos and twos.
Climbed to the top of the tree.
He pushed aside the vines and branches, and through the gaps between the trees, the indigenous warrior saw a group of black-horned elk drinking water by a stream in the canyon two kilometers ahead.
There were eight green elk in the group, and the most attractive thing about them was that the branch-like antlers on their heads were shiny black, and arcs of electricity flashed from time to time on these antlers.
The black-horned elk is an electric monster, and local indigenous people prefer to call it the big black-horned elk.
An adult black-horned elk is full of treasures. The most valuable ones are of course the magic core and the horns on its head. The deerskin on its body is also an excellent material for making leather armor, and the venison is a rare delicacy.
There were about twenty young indigenous warriors in this group. The indigenous warrior on the top of the tree made a few simple gestures downwards, and the indigenous warriors hiding under the tree immediately got excited and hammered each other's shoulders.
There was a rare joy on everyone's face. Hunting has become more and more difficult recently. This group of indigenous warriors has been away from the tribe for almost ten days. If they can't find any more prey, they will hunt some ordinary people along the way.
Little beast, go pick some fungi and wild fruits and bring them back to the tribe, but these are all made by the women in the tribe. If their hunting group really wants to bring that food, they will inevitably be ridiculed by their peers in the tribe.
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After walking along the valley and river for so long, they finally encountered a herd of black-horned elk, and they were naturally extremely happy.
The evil ghost army began to hunt in the northern mountains. These monsters gradually migrated to the north. Every time they wanted to hunt them, they had to go north...
The further north you go, the more deserted these mountains become.
But those wild lands are occupied by some powerful monsters. Once the indigenous warriors step into the territory of high-level monsters, they will definitely face no less danger than those evil spirits.
The indigenous warrior squinted his eyes and looked at the towering Moyun Ridge to the south, with a layer of anger burning in his eyes.
Dozens of tribes of large and small tribes live in this mountain range. Each tribe has some ancient heritage. The indigenous people here have made a living by hunting for generations. From the day they were born, they have to fight against the ferocious monsters in the mountains.
This group of young natives are the best hunters of the Cullman tribe. They have superb hunting skills, but now their life is getting harder and harder.
The young indigenous hunters now not only have to face the ferocious monsters in the mountains, but also the evil spirits that suddenly emerged from Moyun Ridge...
After the evil spirits appeared in the mountains, they became the highest level hunters in the mountains. Not only did they hunt all the magical beasts in the mountains, they also liked to hunt the indigenous people of these tribes.
Every day, the indigenous hunters in the tribe compete with those evil spirits for prey. Not only that, every time they encounter evil spirits, they have to make some choices. They must either abandon the prey and flee deep into the mountains, or they must fight to the death with those evil spirits.
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The indigenous warrior responsible for reconnaissance on the canyon glanced at the mountain wall on the opposite side of the canyon, and his keen intuition told him that there were hunters in the dense forest on the opposite side who were watching the group of black-horned elk.
But this time he didn't want to give up. The tribe needed the new flesh and blood of these black horns.
This time they came out to hunt with more companions than before, so they had more confidence to compete for this group of prey.
When hunting in the mountains, the most important thing is patience. He quickly slipped down from the tree canopy, and when he returned to the team, he asked his two fastest companions to track the group of big black hornets. The other companions divided into two teams to take a detour.
Touch the opposite cliff and try to scare away the predators hiding there before hunting, or simply eat them.
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Surdak had been following this evil ghost hunting team for a long time. Not long after they walked down Moyun Ridge, Surdak and Samira discovered them by the stream.
Over there is the source of this creek...
Surdak and Samira flew here on the magical harpoons of the magicians. The magicians flew for eight days before bypassing Moyun Ridge and arriving at the Manghuang Mountain further north.
wild.
There are no living creatures within a hundred miles at the foot of the northern mountain of Moyun Ridge. The evil spirits have filled their bellies with everything they can eat.
More evil ghost hunting teams need to go further north. Their hunting groups suffered a heavy setback in the Gandaur Mountains, and the hunting grounds in the northern mountains become even more important to them.
Surdak and Samira came here, of course, not to hunt these evil ghost warriors. Even if they let go, how many could they kill? They actually hoped to follow the evil ghost hunting team and meet them.
The indigenous hunters in the mountains to the north.
So when Surdak discovered the evil ghost hunting team by a stream, he and Samira followed them quietly.
This evil ghost hunting team was not aware of the existence of Surdak and Samira along the way.
In this jungle, Samira perfectly demonstrated her superb tracking skills to Surdak.
Samira is sitting on the horizontal branch of a giant tree, camouflaged by some leaves.
If you don't look carefully, she looks like branches on a tree.
Surdak also had some branches and leaves hanging on his body, but he would look very awkward no matter where he was hiding, so he could only sit awkwardly next to him.
It was precisely because of this that Samira and Surdak could not pursue them too closely.
The evil ghost hunting team hid on the cliff in front for almost half a day. Samira also saw the black-antlered elk by the stream below the valley. She could see the magic elements flowing on the antlers. She knew
The following elk are at least level two monsters.
For this evil ghost hunting team, it is within their capabilities to hunt down this herd of elk.
It's just that the evil spirits have been reluctant to take action. Samira thought they might be waiting for other evil spirits to eat these black-horned elk in one bite.
Surdak also thought of a lot of things at this time as this evil ghost hunting team went through so much trouble to hunt some prey.
"I feel that Moyun Ridge is no longer suitable for them to be a fortress guarding the north. They have almost predatory destruction of the food resources here. Now even if they hunt, they have to travel hundreds of miles away. After hunting the prey, they have to
Find a way to transport it back to Moyunling, and traveling back and forth along the way is the biggest consumption for them." Suldak expressed his thoughts.
Samira immediately understood the meaning of Surdak's words and asked: "So for the evil ghost army on Moyun Ridge, capturing Handanar City will completely solve their current embarrassing dilemma?"
Surdak nodded solemnly and said: "Not only are there nearly a million imperial people in Handanar City, but there are also hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep in several pastures in the big meadow. These are the most important things to them.
Excellent food.”
Samira didn't show any pressure. She just glanced at Suldak and said: "If this is really the case, the pressure the West Route Army will face will be even greater..."
Then she added: "I guess they won't give up Moyun Ridge easily. After all, it is an excellent location to guard the northward expansion of the Bena Army in Handanar County!"
The two of them said nothing after that, because Samira saw a group of indigenous warriors coming around the cliff from the opposite side of the valley.
"Are those indigenous warriors here for that evil ghost team?" Samira asked with some confusion.
Because the indigenous warriors ran to the cliff here, they did not immediately surround the hiding place of the evil ghost hunting team, but searched bit by bit along the stone cracks in the cliff.
More than twenty indigenous warriors surrounded them from the left and right sides, making the evil ghost hunting team immediately alert.
Seeing that neither side seemed ready to retreat quietly, Surdak and Samira hid behind and watched what happened. In fact, Surdak also wanted to know the fighting power of these indigenous warriors.
It can be seen that this group of indigenous warriors are much stronger than the indigenous tribe Suldak is familiar with. The physical fitness of these young people is even more outstanding. When they climb the cliff with their bare hands, they look like a group of
Monkey jumping up and down.
Samira suddenly hugged Suldak's shoulders and pressed him tightly against the horizontal branches of the giant tree...
Then Surdak heard the sound of rapid footsteps under the tree. From the force of stepping on the ground, he could tell that there should be a group of evil ghosts coming quickly below.
They are tall and can cover a long distance with each step they take, so they have a unique rhythm when they run.
When the footsteps gradually decreased, Samira got up from Surdak. Only then did Surdak see the back of the evil ghost hunting group, which must have come from other places.
The moment this group of ghost warriors arrived, the ghost warriors hiding in the gaps in the cliff suddenly rushed out.
A group of evil spirits holding swords and swords in their hands pounced on the indigenous warriors who were searching among the cliffs. The battle was almost imminent, and the evil ghost warriors chopped and wounded several indigenous warriors almost immediately.
The fighting style of the evil ghost warriors is extremely ruthless, and they never dodge the counterattacks of the indigenous warriors. They simply exchange injuries for injuries.
As soon as these indigenous warriors were attacked, the magic patterns on their bodies lit up one after another. Although they were far apart, Samira could still clearly see the increase in power of the magic patterns on the indigenous warriors through the gaps in the forest.
Next, a powerful fighting force burst out.
It's just that the ghost warriors were superior in numbers, and several indigenous warriors were injured during the surprise attack.
During the battle, the evil ghost warrior's bone armor kept forcing the indigenous warriors to exchange injuries for injuries, and soon the balance of victory tilted towards the evil ghost hunting group.
After seven or eight indigenous warriors fell, the remaining indigenous warriors began to flee in all directions with a rapid whistle.
Of course, the evil ghost warriors were not willing to give up on these indigenous warriors easily. They were tall and although it was a bit inconvenient to move in the jungle, they ran extremely fast after all. They would chase after the indigenous warriors...