Take Taobao with you to another world

Pair after pair of werewolf knights led their beast relatives across the pontoon bridge one after another. Bingshan Xiumoer and Braland led the team in front, Scar and Apothecary followed.

After the caravan of the bereaved family also passed the pontoon bridge, the mermaids gathered around the bridge submerged into the water one after another and continued their long journey of diving.They will continue to go upstream along this wide long river until they reach the wide and calm lake with rich products, complete the most important transformation in their life in this real hometown, and enter a new journey of life.

The pontoon bridges will not be dismantled. Like the similar works done by the mermaids for payment during this journey, these pontoon bridges will become one of the passages for the races on both sides of the river for the next few months until the rainy season comes in September.At that time, the huge river with a surge in water volume will change its calm and gentle appearance in the past, roaring and smashing all obstacles blocking it to pieces.The cycle repeats itself year after year, as it has done before, and the orcs believe it will continue to do so.

The werewolf knights who had all passed were lined up on the shore again, and the caravan of the survivors unloaded all the things they had brought over from the horses, and began to assemble them on the spot.The pharmacist didn't have anything special to do, he just stood aside quietly, and then something appeared in his vision, and the pharmacist turned his head.

The bright fur color that looks particularly bright in the sun and the printed and dyed clothing that is draped across the body are members of the Hekel red fox tribe.Since it was passing through another clan's territory, it was right for the master to come out and show his face.

"Chief Aquinas, long time no see."

"I haven't seen you for many years, you still look so young, Medicine Master." Heckle's Aquinas patriarch said, he stood beside the Medicine Master, and cast his gaze not far away. The dizzy-eyed werewolf knights said, "Sachel is getting stronger and stronger."

"This is just a special scene for the imperial capital and his party." Pharmacist said.

"Excessive modesty is a kind of pride, Medicine Master, I, Huckle, can't even assemble a team that can represent the tribe." Patriarch Aquinas said with a slight smile.

"Compared with Dou Wu, a poor soldier, resting and recuperating is not necessarily a bad thing." Pharmacist said.

"In this regard, I think the patriarch of Sachel has his own ideas." I don't know if it is because the patriarch traveled to human countries when he was young, but his words are very different from ordinary orcs. .

I don’t want the pharmacist to talk about Scar’s thoughts on this, so he changed the subject, “Last year, a herd of wild horses came to Huckle’s territory. I heard it is a high-value breed in the Bass Mountains? That is a good horse. , Huckle should have tamed a lot this year, right?"

Patriarch Aquinas shook his head, "They are all irascible guys, and it is not easy to tame them."

When patriarch Aquinas was courteous to the pharmacist, the red fox people who followed him also looked at the werewolves who were well-equipped and well-equipped and had high morale with complicated eyes.Although there is only a big river between the two tribes, and the number of tribesmen is almost the same, their strength can no longer be compared.

After reviewing his subordinates, the black werewolf strode over.

"Aquinas." He called the Red Fox patriarch's name directly, raised the corners of his mouth and looked down at the opponent who was much shorter than him, "So you're not dead yet."

"I don't like to stir up trouble by nature, and it is very possible to live to the end of my life." Aquinas said coldly.

"Don't cause trouble?" Scar smiled, "That's really great, you are always so sensible."

He took a small step forward, with one hand resting on the hilt of his waist, and his tall and strong body seemed to be inserted between him and the medicine man at will, "But speaking of it, a little red-haired mouse ran into it not long ago. In my place, he wanted to dig a hole in the corner of my wall, but he found the wrong person. If you have time to see him, you might as well tell him..." He lowered his voice, "Taking advantage of this moment, there is Run as far as you can."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Patriarch Aquinas said.

"That's enough for me," Scar said, "or you want to know how I flayed their skins, tanned their tails, and sewed them into cloaks?"

Patriarch Aquinas's face tensed, and Scar grinned maliciously at him.

A young man among the Red Fox tribe not far away could only watch the scene from the corner of his eyes, his hands were tightly clenched, but he couldn't take a step forward.

The atmosphere became extremely stiff, and Scar wanted to continue to say something, but the pharmacist put a hand on his arm, raised his head and said to him, "Should we go?"

Skatch let out a cry, but he followed the pharmacist and left. The patriarch Aquinas stayed in place and watched their backs leave. Although the clansmen behind him looked angry, no one dared to speak provocatively.

"You still want to tell him to hate you when you obviously haven't done it?" The pharmacist asked in a low voice.

Scar had a nonchalant expression on his face, "I was just afraid that he would be overwhelmed. I killed his five sons, but he never came to take revenge on me. Don't you think it's strange?"

"Aquinas was able to restore the patriarch seven years ago, not only because his eldest son died in the battle, but more importantly," said the pharmacist, "at that time, he was still able to take care of the overall situation and did not let the war continue .”

"Isn't it because he is very fertile?"

"...is also one of the reasons."

Scar scratched his chin and thought about it, "If Huckle continues to play with me, Sacher's territory can be expanded by at least two thirds."

"You can't control it." The pharmacist poured cold water on him, "Do you want to shave again?"

Thinking of the toss of merging with Sahir last year, and the unstoppable alopecia areata, Scar shut up.Pharmacist turned his head and glanced at the red fox patriarch who stayed behind. The patriarch Aquinas had already turned around and left surrounded by his fellow clansmen. His back was still straight, but he was tired beyond concealment.

The patriarch was not a person who liked to fight when he was still in power, but after he gave up the position of patriarch to his ambitious eldest son, he was less able to speak among the fox clan.It wasn't until the conflict between the two tribes of the Wolf Clan and the Fox Clan became more and more acute that it could only be resolved through war. The former patriarch, who was still young but retired, returned to a high position again.Because Ska, who seemed to have smoothed his claws and claws, went on a killing spree in that war, and almost all the strong fighters of the young generation of the Fox Clan were slaughtered by him.

Patriarch Aquinas had five sons who directly died in Scar's hands. The prosperity of his heirs is rare among many tribes, but in just one month, Huckle lost one-third of his sons. Manpower, the loss of eight sons was even more severe for the patriarch, although in Scar's view, those guys would have died elsewhere if they hadn't died in his hands.

What impressed the pharmacist about this patriarch was not his demeanor, which was similar to that of a human noble, but his ability to make the best decision for his tribe.He asked Ska for peace, and kept most of Huckle's territory and the lives of the remaining population. In the following years, he also restrained his own people to avoid disputes with Sasheer.

It's just that like in the past, he still didn't take care of what should be taken care of.

It didn't take too much time to assemble the wagons of the bereaved family. Compared with these large wagons that are big enough for a grown man to stretch his body in, the goods they brought were really small, but it's up to them when they come back. It's hard to say.The lightweight body and special wheels allow them to handle most road conditions, so as not to fall behind the ranks of werewolf knights.

With everything in place, Scar mounted his mount, threw back his black cloak, and raised a hand.

"set off!"

The journey of the werewolves had already begun, and the settlers were approaching their goal little by little according to the planned steps.Yun Shen was discussing the available concrete ratio with the person in charge of the project on the construction site of the power plant, and in a mountain outside the original site of Sad, the training of the reserve team was going on.

Not to mention the warm sunlight cast from the treetops, even the chirping of birds in the forest became quiet, and the heartbeat of my companions could almost be heard from the ground.The young people lying down holding guns on the grass and rocks fine-tuned the barrels, aimed the sights at the distant wooden targets, and hooked their fingers on the triggers.

"One. Two. Fire!"

Gunshots sounded almost at the same time echoed in the forest, a flock of frightened birds rose up, and the smell of gunpowder was accompanied by a faint smoke.After a rifle salvo, Fan Tianlan's voice sounded again.

"Reload."

The team members bent over obstacles such as stones and tree trunks erected a new target in the short ten seconds, and the team members who were still prostrate on the ground quickly stuffed the cone-shaped bullets into the gun body, and the tree The target's team members left quickly with their backs bowed, and Fan Tianlan's calm, almost emotionless voice sounded again.

"Fire."

The fragments of the wooden target that were hit flew past the bodies of these players, and some of them hit them directly, but in this team, a small injury is equal to no harm.It's just that no matter how much you trust your compatriots, the feeling of bullets chasing after your heels is always frightening.

After ten volleys, the gunpowder smoke was so thick that it was about to affect the sight. The subtle air flow in the forest could only push the smoke to move slowly. Many players lying on the ground were so smoked that their eyes were red, but none People make sounds.Because the big demon king is watching from the sidelines, it doesn't matter if the bullet misses the target, but if the bullet is not loaded properly, changing posture or coughing at will, the consequences of implicating the entire team are not willing to bear.

As the captain of the immigrant armed force that has no official name yet, Fan Tianlan uses his own method to train these subordinates who used to be ordinary mountain tribes. This is just a small part of it. Knives pierced bloody bags filled with rot, and wrestled and fought on the stench of the field.This kind of training that comes every other day and has a lot of variety made people suffer a lot. Even so, when they heard the conversation between the chief captain and several vice captains, they still felt that the intensity was not enough. .

No one wants to know what the ideal model really looks like in the head of the chief captain, who is neither externally nor internally human.

In another forest, there is no such fine weather.The gray clouds hang low, the air is humid and heavy, and the dark green, almost black treetops are connected to each other, covering almost all the light of the sky. From the treetops down, the closer to the bottom, the darker it is, until the ground is covered with old branches and leaves for an unknown number of years. It's not much different from the night.

Black tree trunks covered with patches of moss flickered in the blurred light, and there was an air current swimming, but what was brought up was the same dull and moldy wind, and large drops of water kept falling from the top of the head, splashing on the man's cloak. There were crackling noises, other than the sound of beasts and birds, the place was like a dead place, only three humans walking in dark silver cloaks were alive.

There are some shadows on the tall branches moving silently, the sharp black claws are easily nailed into the hard and rough bark, the sharp teeth shining with dark green light protrude from the protruding snout, drooling , the slender red pupils gleamed with greed, the unique poisonous humanoid "stalker" in this forbidden area stared closely at the passing humans, when the most energetic one showed his back in front of them , they moved.

Several black lightning bolts fell from the tree dozens of feet high, and the palm with only three fingers was like a black dagger, stabbing straight at the junction of the head and neck of the human being that had not yet been noticed.

Melavia turned around and swiped his sword and scabbard. The two stalkers were smashed into two lumps of flesh by him on a nearby tree trunk. The stalker who had his throat cut by the dagger fell to the ground and twitched, and the splashed blood stained the cloak. Yun Ce grabbed With a slight shake, blood drops fell in clusters.

The footsteps of the travelers who have long been accustomed to this did not stop at all. They have walked in this nightmare forest for three days and have not encountered any obstacles that can stop their footsteps.Both elves and humans are rare and strong. As for Meravia...he should not have a comparative level in this world.Their physical strength and energy far exceeded that of ordinary people, allowing them to walk even faster than ordinary people on horseback. Three days was enough for them to approach the edge of this forest.

A deep ravine with a width of more than 50 feet was blocked in front of them.

Silently, the elf took out a bundle of rope, and handed it to Meravia to throw it on the opposite tree. The tail hook at the end of the rope was wrapped around a branch twice before being nailed. Yun Ce tried the pulling force, He took a few run-up steps and took off, and arrived at the opposite side safely after a while, followed by the elf. When it was Meravia's turn, he just pulled the rope with a little strength, and the branch broke with a click.He looked innocently at the two people on the other side.

Then he could just jump over it.

A torrent and deep stream separated the two worlds, a ray of sunlight fell from the clouds, and the wet and fresh leaves were shining brightly, but the nightmare forest they left behind was still gloomy and dark, with not even a little light like it. Existence is like the night pupil of a dark creature.Even if you make it through safely, the journey through the Nightmare Forest is still not a pleasant one.

"Finally I can breathe." The elf said, and then lifted the cloak, revealing the favored face of the elves. He looked around, "Have we entered the Black Stone Kingdom?"

Yun Ce took out the sheepskin map from his sleeve and looked down for a while, then looked up at the forest that had become normal in front of him, "We should be in the southeast of it now, maybe in the territory of a nobleman. This country We are at war with neighboring countries, we must be careful of being regarded as spies..."

"You seem a little late in saying that," said Meravia.

The sound of horseshoes came from the woods on the opposite side, and the figure swayed, followed by a shout: "Who is it!"