To the east of the city of Kelmar, one hundred and fifty miles away, in the wilderness.A group of more than a dozen people riding six-legged wildebeest horses were galloping wildly."
Stop, stop, stop, let's, rest!"
It was a young nobleman who seemed to have been hollowed out by wine, his body was slightly thin, but he was very well-dressed, but the long gallop on the horse undoubtedly made him look very embarrassed, the dust and mud were stained with expensive clothes, and his face was even more tired.He took the lead, and the others also held the reins, and when the six-legged wildebeest slowly slowed down and stopped, one of the people in the group, a woman wearing a black cloak, a bewitching figure, and a cigarette stick in her hand, couldn't help but come forward and scold."
What are you doing?
What time is it now?
If you can't get out of the sphere of influence of the Gumeng people as quickly as possible, are you ready to fight to the death with the group of Gumeng madmen who have caught up?
”This bewitching woman was obviously one of the leaders of the group, and her angry rebuke made everyone else unconsciously lower their heads, but the young nobleman was obviously not among them, he gasped heavily, and said: "I, I also want to live, but, horses, horses have to eat forage and drink, otherwise, when they can't run, do you really think we, we use two legs, will be faster?"
”After a pause, he took a deep breath, and finally spoke smoothly: "Moreover, we are about to enter the depths of the wasteland in the future, what do you think will happen if we encounter a few high-level demonic beasts in our current state?"
It was not caught up by the Gumeng people, but it became a meal for Warcraft, do you think this is good?
”The bewitching woman who said this was stunned, she looked around, looked at the group of subordinates in front of her, and was indeed exhausted, the most important thing was that there were several wounds on their bodies, and the sloppily bandaged wounds had collapsed.And the six-legged wildebeest was full of sweat under its mane, snoring and panting.The woman paused, and immediately gave the order: "Eat, drink, and rest, and in a quarter of an hour, we will set off again." ”When the order was given, all the knights were unconsciously relieved, and they either dismounted to feed the horses, or fetched their own dry food to chew, and some even bandaged each other's wounds again.It is worth mentioning that a little girl who didn't look old was carefully helped down by everyone, she seemed to have been fed some kind of medicine, and she seemed weak, but her consciousness was clear, her eyes were wide and she looked in all directions, and there was not much fear in her eyes.The bewitching woman and the young nobleman got together again, and this time it was the bewitching woman who spoke: "Do you feel it?"
As we walked, there were already people in ambush, and I felt a strong threat. ”The young nobleman took out a water bag and poured it in a big gulp, and only stopped for a long time, wiped the corners of his mouth before saying: "Don't care about what you have, we can only survive if we escape back to Lion City, otherwise, if those Gumeng madmen really catch up, we will all die."
Made, who has been preparing the hijacking plan for so long, has used almost all of our accumulation over the years, magic poison, spell scrolls, and the unexpected siege of so many people, and still almost, almost been killed. ”As he said this, he touched his chest with some trepidation, the wound there was well bandaged, at least the horse did not crack again, but with his caressing, the slightest pain tortured his nerves like a pinprick.Feeling the pain, he glared at the limp little Alice fiercely, and the bewitching woman looked at his expression and immediately said, "Don't fight the idea that you shouldn't have, that little girl may be our last life saver." ”"I know this better than you, okay, don't talk nonsense, rest, eat, there's still a long way to go."
A quarter of an hour later, a group of more than a dozen people got on their horses again and galloped away.What they didn't know, of course, was that in the sky they couldn't see, there was a burly man looking at them, who seemed to hear the conversation of the crowd, with a smile on his lips, but he didn't mean to go down.Instead, after thinking about it, the volley accelerated, and the figure instantly rushed forward and went to the front of everyone.After all, he is his own son, and he can't let them die at will, so he wants to clear the threat of demonic beasts for them!
Just as this group of people were leaving, about outside Kelmar City, in the east, a hundred miles, there were more than a dozen big men in white bear skins looking at the weapons in their hands with excited faces.Their original tribe was not good at forging, and most of their weapons were polished from animal bones, and after they were finally banished to the snowy region, life was even harder.Although the cold wind of the extreme north has sharpened their physique, and although they have launched a madness, they even dare to fight hand-to-hand with demonic beasts, but what warrior does not want to have sophisticated weapons and sturdy armor?
They looked at the shiny battle axes in their hands, the long swords and swords, the shields that looked incomparably strong, and the spears and javelins that were cold.These are the steel weapons they once had to find, but now they are at their mercy.In the crowd, only one of the leading ugly men seemed extremely calm, he did not look at these sophisticated weapons, but took off his snow-white leather jacket and bare his upper body, revealing strong muscles and various interlaced wounds.He fell on his knees, facing north, touching the ground with his hands, and prayed with great devotion.They were traitors to the Thracian tribes, outcasts.They can only survive in the snowy regions of the far north, and their lives are extremely hard.But they were the losers of the tribal struggle, not the apostates, and they were still the most devout followers of Boreas, the god of the north wind.Originally, it was just a regular prayer before the battle, and as it had been many times, he didn't expect a response from the god of the north wind.But when he said the goal of this time in his heart, he saw a light visible to the naked eye rising from him, spreading, and even enveloping the dozen or so soldiers who were already stunned.It was also in the light that the void seemed to have a void gate appearing, and the phantom shadows of the ancestors came out of the light gate and threw themselves directly into the bodies of this group of warriors.As a result, this group of big men swelled by three points between breaths, and a force visible to the naked eye radiated outward, and the leading big man, outside his body, there was a condensation of brilliance, as if outside the human form, there was a layer of golden humanoid phantom, which set off his majesty and tallness.This is the most characteristic power of the Thracians, possessed by ancestral spirits.The so-called ancestral spirit possession means that it can summon the power of the ancestral spirit to descend and increase its strength and physique in a short time.Of course, there are still only a few powerful Thracian warriors who can use this skill, and now, it is only a prayer from the leader, and before they can summon it, the god of the north wind has directly opened the authority for them.This is a miracle!
It is also the recognition of what the god of the north wind has done for them.So, the leading man jumped up directly, held a spear and shouted."
Ulla!""
Ulla!
Ulla!
Ulla!
”So, a dozen warriors jumped up excitedly, and their roars were heard far and wide.In the sky, at an extremely high distance, there was a white dragon who looked at the scene in front of him coldly, and a mocking smile split at the corner of his mouth, as if he was disdainful.However, tilting his head, he thought about it, and actually shook his wings and chose to leave.And the goal is to chase the direction of the shadows of the Lion City.In the northern part of the savage wilderness, under the ancient snowy region, in the Thracian Eagle tribe.Inside a tent where luxury and brutality coexist.The Great Witch Priest, who had an old face but a strong physique, and exuded a majestic aura all over his body, slowly straightened his body, and his head was tilted, as if he could look far away through the big tent.He seemed to be experiencing something delightful, and there was an unstoppable smile blooming at the corner of his mouth, until finally, when he withdrew his gaze, his eyes were already extremely hot, he directly spread his palms in the void, and shook it hard, and with a bang, there was air that was directly pinched and exploded."
This time, it's a real godsend!"
Half an hourglass later, the leaders of the Thracian tribes had gathered in their tents, and the Great Witch Priest said without hesitation: "I have received an oracle from the great god of the north wind, the fall of King Khakass, the gates of hell, and the city of Kelmar is now in the midst of civil strife.And this is the time for me to wait for a counterattack. ”On the other side, above the wasteland, somewhere.In the sky, the Sword Saint Athanasius was flying fast, he showed his aura without hesitation, and the legendary power was like a sharp sword, cutting the sky and the earth.Everywhere he passed, all the monsters stayed in the cave honestly, or buried their heads directly in the soil, not daring to jump out in the slightest.Athanasius was in a hurry, so he didn't want any conflict with these demonic beasts in the wilderness, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't want to delay time.He needed to get to Kelmar as fast as he could, as he had promised King Khakass, that he needed to shelter Wade and Amon.He also brought with him the royal decree given by Queen Parice, which King Khakassia had left before, and he was afraid that he would use it in case of accidents.And now, it's really used.Wasteland, another.There was an old mage walking forward with a cane, his speed was not fast, but he stepped out, fell, and his figure disappeared and reappeared, and he was already several kilometers away, and when he stepped again, disappeared, and reappeared, it was several kilometers faster.It was at this almost uncanny speed that he was moving forward, incredibly fast.And the direction he is heading in is the same place he had been about a year ago.That's Kelmar City!
Only this time I went, and the old friend was gone.It's late at night, above the wasteland.An old man dressed in scruffy clothes was chasing something in the wilderness.Sometimes he saw the direction and moved quickly; From time to time, he stopped and lay on the ground to check the footprints; sometimes stirring the tip of his nose and smelling something; Or directly drive a few Shiba dogs that followed him to search around.He stopped at some point, and he was half-kneeling, his wrinkled face covered with dust, and his tattered clothes were stained with feces on the ground, and there was a foul stench on his tattered clothes, but he seemed to be unaware.He stretched out his hand, stained a little feces from the ground, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and after tasting it for a while, his old but sharp eyes like falcons suddenly lit up.He got up, picked up a firework without hesitation, opened the lead, and exploded a brilliant firework directly in the sky.In the sky behind him, the bipedal wyvern that followed him had already been hovering for a long time, and a young man made a few gestures, and immediately one of them quickly turned around, turned around, and reported.As for the other nine dragon knights, they were divided into two groups, one wave of two, followed by Rheindoka, and the other wave took this as a dot, fan-shaped, and searched outward.Kelmar City.When Amon got the news, the sky was already a little bright, and he barely hesitated, and the red dragon Otras, with a dragon groan, carried him into the sky quickly, and with a shock of his wings, he flew into the distance.And under him, in the city of Kelmar, which was hurrying away, countless people of Gumeng had already lit a red candle outside their homes.The area lit by the jumping fires is small, but the candles lit by every house in the city seem to be lit by the whole city.In the customs of the ancient Mongolian people, if there is a family member who is out to fight, you can light a candle at the door, as long as the candle flame is not extinguished, it means that life is endless.It is a ritual to pray for the blessings of the warriors who go out to fight.Pray that the warriors will return safely.