The skies were under the overall command of Thor and Diana, while the main forces on the ground were led by Blacktooth and Kratos, with Leon and Ketuma following. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Paladin and Ingvar led the dwarven troops, nearly 3,000 of whom marched silently in the forest like a rolling torrent towards the northern headquarters of the Servero people, "Ujung Pandang".

Like a mollusk that can combine its body at will, the sea tree closes its branches together, gathering more and more, and finally forming a long, wide, wood-like deck.

Thor jumped from the branch to the "deck" formed under his feet, he knew that this was Pompeii's manipulation, and he was not surprised, he gently put the black cat with the system change on the "ground", squatted on the "deck" himself, and looked at the land thousands of meters below.

"Lord Thor - a small barbarian tribe has been spotted ahead. Diana also jumped down from the branch where she was sitting, and landed lightly next to Thor, the "deck" made of wood was very bearable, and there was no need to worry about stepping on it.

"It's blocking our path—" Thor rubbed his fingers against a small piece of bark he had picked up on the ground, grinding unconsciously, and the Black Tooth had already reported in the telepathic connection, and the scouts on the ground had spotted the barbarians alone in the jungle, but they couldn't be sure if it was a Cerverus.

This kind of psychic connection is like being in the same chat group, Thor is the person with the highest authority in the group chat, and can talk to any object, and other people are reduced in order according to the strength of their mental power, and the lower the authority, the fewer people can talk to, and the less information they receive.

"Don't let people escape, you can slow down, but make sure you clean up. Saul said lightly, which he had repeatedly told Blacktooth and Kratos.

The tribes that stood in their way must be eliminated, whether they were Cerveros or not, they could only be blamed for their bad luck.

Because the sea tree on which Thor rides is in the sky, the distribution of the form on the ground can be seen at a glance, and it is good to see whether there is a tribe in front of it, so the main warriors on the road can always form a pocket-like encirclement network, so as to achieve the net of the enemy.

Due to the presence of the wolf cavalry, the mobility and exploration of the main force have been greatly improved, and the wolf cavalry is like the mouth of a sack, under the command of Thor, Kratos will order the wolf cavalry to spread out in a certain direction, forming a huge opening.

The main force was in the middle, advancing towards the tribe in front, and as they advanced, the bag openings of the wolf cavalry on both sides would shrink and shrink, and while clearing the trash fish that had slipped through the net, they would cross the enemy tribe, cut off the rear road and surround it.

In the end, when the main force arrived, the bag was basically completely sealed, and none of the enemies in the bag could escape, so that the possibility of the Soth people being discovered halfway was greatly reduced, and the tribe exterminated in the middle could become a short-term foothold and supply place for the army, otherwise the five-day rations that Isol Gate only carried with him might not last until now.

The enemy tribes were cleverly distributed along the route of the Thos, and there were always tribes large and small at regular intervals, and when encountering a dense tribal branch, Thor and Diana would inform Kratos in advance to change the route to reduce unnecessary attrition.

Of course, this method may not be perfect, and there is still the possibility of being discovered by the enemy, but even if it is discovered, who can directly judge that there is an army of several thousand people who is whimsically planning to attack Ujung Pandang?

Not to mention the Cerverians who are accustomed to being invincible in the wilderness and enjoying the life of the overlord in comfort, even the most outstanding military strategists in the Wotan Continent may not be able to understand them all, after all, this is really a dangerous military move, and without warning, it is difficult to judge whether it is reasonable or reasonable.

Not to mention Thor looking at the whole situation, in the dangerous jungle below, in one of the corners of the gradually shrinking pocket, Bull was running as hard as he could.

After taking advantage of the moment when the other party was attracted to his attention, Bull escaped, knowing that he must not be able to outrun the dire wolf on four legs, with a keen sense of smell and good at tracking, so he chose to go up the tree.

Because of the perennial capture of monkeys in this area, in addition to his superb blowing and archery skills, Bull has also practiced his own proficient tree climbing skills.

With both hands and feet, he climbed up to a tall tree more than ten meters high, shuttled flexibly between the trunks with his bare hands, and because of the dense woods, he avoided the bows and arrows fired by the chasing wolf cavalry, and Bull successfully escaped.

At this moment, he was running in the direction of his own tribe, and he had to go back and inform Qukou, inform the others, that a group of terrible creatures were approaching his tribe.

Bull didn't know how there could be a group of people on this island who were even more feared than the elite warriors of the Great Qukou he had seen, and they could even control the dire wolf!

Bull himself couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out, so all he could do was to get back to the tribe as quickly as he could, and tell it all to the Cerverok who was in charge of the tribe.

But this was obviously not an easy task, and the worst-case scenario coincided with what Bull had in mind, and on his way back, he kept encountering other wolf cavalry.

These riders, dressed in steel armor and wearing wolf-faced helmets on their heads, shuddered, and the smell of the wolf under his crotch seemed to be smelled by Bull hiding in the trees.

The constant presence of these warriors in his path slowed down Bull so much that he had to hide in a tree and wait for the other party to leave before daring to run back, and with each encounter, he became more cautious, which made Bull never faster.

He even felt that the wolf cavalry he had encountered at the beginning might have now run in front of him.

However, just as he was only one step away from his tribe, the wolf cavalry appeared again, forcing him to hurry up the trees once again to take refuge.

And this time Bull was really scared.

He held his breath and didn't dare to breathe in the trees, he saw flocks of birds flying away from the woods behind him, and there were dense footsteps on the ground, and the first to pass under the trees were groups of wolf cavalry, far more than he had seen before in small groups of three.

"One, two, three......," Bull snapped his fingers, using his meager ability to count, trying to count how many wolf horsemen had passed under the trees, but he quickly lost count.

All I knew was that these terrible riders swept by like ants in swarms, numbering almost more than a hundred.

What followed them frightened Bull even more, and he trembled and clung to the branch so that he didn't fall from the tree in terror.

It was a myriad of barbarians in iron armor, or leather armor, and simply in animal skins, and even naked, boundless like a torrent flooding the woods in all directions, and their steps were firm, vaguely divided into several orderly phalanxes, and slowly advanced in the direction where the Boer tribe was.

"It's ...... What?" Bull was stunned, and he looked desperately in the direction of his tribe with an extremely ugly face, in any case, the only thing he could be sure of was that these people were not here to walk or hunt.