The two indigenous warriors were indeed very familiar with this forest of monsters. They chose a route that would get them close but not disturb the monsters, and headed north.
We walked northward for a whole day without any danger. The group of people climbed over several mountains in succession. These mountains were occupied by some high-level monsters. They were either gregarious monsters or had good camouflage abilities, making it difficult to find them.
's hiding place.
Gulitem did have the idea of hunting, but there were no good opportunities along the way.
Until evening, everyone camped under a tall fir tree.
The two natives did not have a simple tent. They just rolled out a roll of leather they carried on their backs and prepared to sleep under the fir tree.
Everyone sat together around a campfire, with an adult porcupine roasting on the fire. Aung San acted as a translator, and the two indigenous warriors talked about their daily life in the Warcraft Forest.
Only then did Gulitem know that these indigenous people usually go out in groups to hunt some ordinary herds of animals in the forest. There will be some experienced hunters tracking these herds of animals, mastering their living habits, and eating at their water sources or
An ambush circle was set up to surround and kill these wild beasts.
Occasionally, I will hunt first-level monsters, but most first-level monsters like to live in groups, or they run very fast, so it is not easy to catch them.
However, there are many materials on the first-level monsters, which are the daily needs of the tribe, so this hunt is organized several times a year.
As for the second-level monsters, only the warriors in the tribe have the ability to fight against them.
There is currently only one person in the Dakuni tribe who has the power to fight against the second-level monsters.
He is the leader of the Dakuni tribe. Surdak has actually met him. He is the strong native who came forward to communicate with Aung San from the beginning.
Normally, the tribe would basically not hunt these second-level monsters. Unless the second-level monster threatened the lives of the natives in the tribe or seriously affected their daily lives, they would not easily provoke them.
Surdak found that these two young indigenous warriors both had very good physical fitness. They were very strong and had a lot of combat experience from the jungle, but they lacked some real fighting and fighting skills.
With their excellent physical fitness, the strength of the two indigenous warriors is almost equivalent to that of the ninth-level warriors before the first revolution. As long as they can understand their own 'power', they can break through this shackles and join the ranks of first-level warriors.
But few of them seem to be able to understand the 'potential'.
Talking about this, the indigenous warrior named Leto said that even if they lived and fought according to the laws of the jungle, almost none of the young warriors in the tribe could feel the 'power of nature'.
Surdak asked two young indigenous warriors: "Do you know that 'mastering correct fighting techniques can make it easier for you to realize that magical power'?"
The two indigenous warriors shook their heads repeatedly and looked at Surdak with envy.
Under the night, Suldak stood up.
He walked from under the fir tree to the clearing in the forest, pulled out the bloody crescent moon from his waist, and said to the two indigenous warriors: "This is a set of basic tactics that all Green Empire soldiers must learn before going to the battlefield. You can also
It is said to be combat skills, which involves many aspects, including breathing, force methods, offensive and defensive skills, which may be of some help to you..."
This set of basic swordsmanship is almost engraved in Surdak's bones. All his movements are as standard as a textbook. He seems to be doing slow motion, but every move is calm and powerful. Although he did not explain it, he
Every movement seems to drive the energy around the body, and he performs this power to the extreme.
Until the last strike of the sword, it almost brought out a white sword energy.
The two-faced, four-armed demonic figure appeared behind him at the last moment. The invisible oppression caused by that power almost made the two indigenous warriors breathless.
The two indigenous warriors looked at Surdak in shock. Everyone, including Aung San, had benefited a lot from Surdak's basic swordsmanship.
These two indigenous warriors themselves had very good talents. They broke two wooden sticks from a nearby tree and tried to reproduce Suldak's movements. Unexpectedly, in just half a night, the indigenous warrior named Leto
Feeling the mysterious power of nature, I half-stepped into the ranks of the warriors.
Late at night, the two indigenous warriors lay on the animal skins with their hands on their pillows. They were so excited that they couldn't sleep for a while.
Leto opened his eyes and turned to look at his companions.
He was so excited that it was difficult to fall asleep, and he wanted to continue to maintain this feeling and let himself realize his own 'power'.
His lips are a bit thick, his mouth is big, and his smile is a bit ugly.
"Hey, Balmure, I think these Imperial people are not as bad as the rumors say." Leto said.
However, his companion remained awake, glanced at him with narrowed eyes, and whispered: "Come on! How many Imperial people have you seen?"
They knew that the three imperial people could not understand the indigenous language, and they only needed to be wary of Aung San.
In fact, they have known Aung San for a longer time, and Aung San has been secretly providing some help to the surrounding indigenous tribes in private, such as making some mutually beneficial transactions.
They have long regarded Aung San as their brother, and they trust Aung San, otherwise the leader would not take these imperial people to see the great elder.
Leto turned over and touched the iron dagger on his waist. This dagger was very blunt and could not be polished no matter how hard it was. It was fine for cutting cooked meat, but it could not cut through the tough monster leather at all.
He secretly looked at the simple tents over there and whispered: "Everyone of them seems to have sophisticated weapons, which is really enviable."
"When they point these weapons at you, you won't be envious."
Balmüller couldn't help but poured a bucket of cold water on Leto's head.
Leto didn't mind at all and argued: "Actually, I think those in the slave-catching group... do not represent all the people of the empire."
Balemule grinned, his smile looked sinister and ferocious, and said: "But the Imperial people who come in contact with us are hateful slave catchers. I watched Naza being captured by them with my own eyes. One day I will
We will kill all those slave catchers and bring Zana back."
Leto stretched out his hand, held Balmule's hand tightly, and said to him: "Let's do this together. When we learn our skills well, we will find a way to find her in the Green Empire, and at the same time find our enemies.
"
"good."
Balmüller did not become sarcastic this time, but spoke cheerfully.
"Speaking of which, the Great Elder asked us to perform a mission together this time, probably just to get in touch with these Imperial people more."
Leto stretched his body, yawned and said:
"And if we want to enter the Green Empire, it is necessary to learn some imperial language."
Balmüller turned over, sat up, and said to Leto:
"Go to sleep. We will continue our journey tomorrow. I will check the surrounding warning traps."
…
When he woke up in the morning, Leto saw a blue-striped lynx hanging from a pine tree nearby. Its body was already cold. There were two fine steel arrows nailed on its forehead, and a hemp rope hung on one of its hind legs.
Hanging head down on the tree.
The blood in his body seemed to have drained out. Suldak was holding a skinning knife and peeling the lynx's fur.
Leto felt that if he had such a sharp dagger, he would be able to peel skin like this smoothly.
While peeling off the bobcat's fur, Surdak nagged to Samira: "This kind of cat meat is the most unpalatable, and there is no magic core in the body, so it is worthless. Next time, we just need to scare them away."
, don’t kill any more, unless you need this bobcat fur scarf.”
Samira sat on the horizontal branch of the pine tree, holding a green fruit in her hand and gnawing on it, not caring what Surdak said.
Gulitem, who was sitting against the fir tree, also nodded repeatedly, raised his head and said to Samira:
"I like venison, but bear and wild boar are also fine, and at the worst, rabbit or snow chicken."
Samira conveniently threw the core on the ogre's head, hung it upside down on the branch, looked at Suldak and said:
"Don't you think there are very few wild animals here?"
Only then did Suldak stop the skinning knife in his hand, turned to Aung San and asked:
"That means we are not too far away from the nest of ghost-marked red ants... Aung San, is that true?"
Aung San whispered to the two indigenous warriors, and then said to Suldak: "We haven't reached their hunting range yet. In fact, our destination this time is on the northern slope of that mountain."
In the morning, a faint mist rose from the woods. As I walked through the woods, the leather armor on my body was wet with dew, and it felt a little cold when it touched my body.
There is a musty smell scattered in the forest, and many trees are covered with purple moss. Even the ground under your feet is a little slippery. The further north you go, the more intuitively you can feel that the little beasts in the forest are almost extinct.
Already.
The whole forest was quiet except for the sound of some insects.
The further north you go, you will see some giant fir trees that are more than 100 meters high, and there are also many larger trees lying in the forest, forming tree holes like natural tunnels. Some tree holes can stretch for hundreds of meters.
In addition to moss, many fungi also grow on the surface of these tree holes.
It’s hard to imagine how spectacular these giant trees, which are more than 20 meters in diameter and hundreds of meters high, must have been standing in the mountains.
Surdak stretched out his hand and knocked on the rotten tree trunk. The texture of the trunk was like a hard rock, and it made several crisp sounds one after another.
Samira leaned over curiously, scraped off a layer of sticky moss on it with a dagger, and examined it carefully before shouting: "Oh my god, this giant tree that is about to rot is actually an ironwood. This tree
How many years does it take for the ironwood to grow to such a tall size?"
As the hardest wood, ironwood has always been famous for its preciousness. Whether it is making high-end furniture or making ironwood bows and arrow shafts, it is widely used.
Initially, even the main components of catapults and bed crossbows were made of ironwood. However, in recent years, ironwood resources have become increasingly scarce, and many core components have been replaced by magic metal.
Unexpectedly, among the mountains deep in the Invercargill Warcraft Forest, there is a giant ironwood tree that has been dead for many years. Although the surface of this ironwood tree is covered with moss and fungi, its texture is not affected at all.
"If we can move it back to Bena City, we can probably get at least half of the Constructed Knights back..."
Surdak looked up at the arched tree hole that was more than ten meters high, and couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement.
Such a giant ironwood is not much worse than a mine. The most important thing is that it is exposed on the surface, making it easier to mine. As long as there is a way to separate such a giant tree, Surdak will have a way to transport it.
Go back to Helensa.
The only troublesome part is that it is deep in the Invercargill Warcraft Forest.
This place is deeper into the forest than the two mine locations marked by Marquis Luther on the map.
Aung San translated Leto's words: "The stone bow made of this material is very good, but everyone in the tribe can cut it..."
Aung San was also shocked by the huge ironwood in front of him. He knew that ironwood was very valuable and ironwood bows were also the best hardwood bows.
The aboriginal people in Duodan Town have always lived an extremely difficult life.
He never thought that it was not the barren land of the Bailin plane that made the lives of the indigenous people miserable and downtrodden.
It’s that huge wealth is clearly right in front of you but you don’t know it…
There is no way to transport these huge iron logs for the time being, so we can only let them continue to lie in the mountains.
Leto and Barramule led everyone to continue walking forward until they climbed over the high mountains ahead, and the two indigenous warriors finally stopped.
Except for Gulitem who was waiting under the tree, the other five people climbed up a tall fir tree and climbed to the top of the tree crown. Only then did their vision jump out of the forest area. In front of them was an open sea of green forest, with all the tree crowns under their feet.
, with the rolling hills.
The indigenous warrior Balmule pointed at a huge barrier-like peak due north and said something.
Aung San held the horizontal branches of the fir tree and said to Suldak: "They say that is the Dark Worm Valley..."
"The entire mountain range?" Suldak took a breath and asked.
Aung San nodded.
The height of this mountain ridge is also straight into the sky, and there is some white snow accumulated at the top. It looks like it should be glaciers accumulated for thousands of years.
The peak is hidden in the clouds, surrounded by a layer of smoke-like mist, making it impossible to see the true appearance of the mountains.
There are no such high peaks around the forest anymore, standing alone in the heart of the Invercargill Monster Forest.
"Below this mountain ridge is the largest activity range of the ghost-striped red ants. When the beast tide comes, they will cross this mountain ridge and go all the way south, overwhelmingly occupying all the forests..."
Aung San stood aside and introduced to Surdak.
When Surdak heard what Aung San said, some images of an invasion of ghostly red ants flashed through his mind.
He wanted to secretly take a look at the ghost-striped red ants at the foot of the mountain, but was severely rejected by the two indigenous warriors...