A human, a barbarian, and a dwarf, the three of them stood on the top of the mountain, and below the mountain were a large group of dwarven warriors and barbarian warriors, which was the confidence of the two to go up the mountain to talk.

And Ma Long, his own strength is his greatest confidence.

The three parties have the basis of previous cooperation and have their own needs, and now it is only a continuation of the previous talks, so the negotiations are going well.

They didn't talk about it for long, the three of them just determined the general direction of cooperation, and then they separated and went back to their own business.

As the leader of a faction, no one will be idle, and the details will be supplemented by the people below.

Musaan traveled east with the dwarven warriors, and he was to return to relocate his people and preside over the rebuilding of the Black Iron Citadel.

Orfgang also turned north, and now the barbarian king is dead, and the barbarians are scattered.

Now is the time for him to truly unify the barbarians, not nominally unify as in the time of the barbarians.

Of course, this is not easy, and he may not succeed in his life, but it is worth his life's hard work!

If you want to unify the barbarians, you can only conquer by force and kill all the disobedient, which is naturally inseparable from the support of dwarven metal weapons.

It's not that Orfgang didn't think about using it against the dwarves, but the stubborn temper of the dwarves, he spent decades, and only had scattered dwarves to build some weapons for him.

It is obviously impossible to obtain a full set of metal forging techniques in such a way.

You can only cooperate and exchange or buy finished products from dwarves.

Watching the two teams leave one after another, Ma Long also looked to the south, and the longing in his heart suddenly became irrepressible.

What about your parents?

Is the territory safe and sound under the attack of the barbarians?

It's been nearly half a year since he came out, and it's time to go back, and suddenly he is like an arrow!

Turned over the horse, turned the horse's head, and shouted: "Ride!" ”

The red rabbit spread its hooves and ran down the mountain......

When Ma Long went back this time, he did not cross the Hengduan Mountains and take the mountain road, but prepared to take the direction of the Grand Canyon.

Malone went all the way south, and the speed was very fast, and he went straight to the Grand Canyon.

On the way, a large river blocked the way, and in the barbarian language, this was the Gelong River.

The Gelong River originates in the Daxue Mountains, flows from the northwest to the southeast, reaches the Hengduan Mountains, and turns underground, which is the mother river on which the barbarians depend.

It is said that it is a big river, but it is actually not big, and it cannot be compared with the Yangtze River and the Yellow River in Ma Long's previous life.

After walking along the Gelong River, he found many barbarian tribes along the way, but he didn't know it now, and only thought about going back.

Finding a place where the water was not too turbulent, Malone made a simple raft and came to the south.

It's actually not far from the Grand Canyon.

Ma Long had come out of the Hengduan Mountains and headed for the northern frontier, which was not very far from here, and if he had walked west for two days, he might have seen the end of the Gelong River go underground.

After crossing the river and walking for less than two days, Ma Long saw the shadow of the Grand Canyon in the distance.

A mountain range, as if it had been cut in two by a giant blade falling from the sky.

Those who don't know may be shocked to think that this is the work of the gods, but Marlon knows that it is only dwarven mining!

At the pass of the Grand Canyon, there are quite a few barbarian tribes.

Some of them have lived here for a short time, while others are obviously newly relocated, probably thinking that the curse has dissipated and they can go south to pick up some bargains.

But looking at their appearance, they obviously didn't pick it up, and they suffered a lot of losses.

There were many wounded in the tribe, most of them were shot by arrows.

I didn't see any human supplies looted back, and I guess they haven't broken through the defenses of the city walls yet.

What he saw and thought, let Ma Long put his mind at ease, and he was too lazy to hide again, sitting on the back of the red rabbit, holding the tiger head and dragon halberd, and ran straight to the south.

He's going to rush through the barbarian camp and head straight back to Blackstone.

"Driving ......"

"Dada......"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the camp, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly became noisy.

"It's a human ......"

"The human rushed out, kill him!"

Seeing Ma Long riding a horse, a large number of barbarians shouted and killed.

These guys only have rudimentary weapons in their hands, most of them are made of wood and stone, and many of them don't even have weapons.

They were empty-handed, some of them still had injuries on their bodies, and they all looked hideous, facing Ma Long like enemies of life and death.

Ma Long's expression did not move, he just sat on the back of Chitu, he didn't pay attention to the enemies behind him and on both sides, it was really relative to Chitu's speed, they were too slow, and they couldn't touch the side.

The barbarians in front pounced, Ma Wu held the dragon halberd in his hand, and the halberd swept sideways, and in the sound of "snort", several human heads flew up, and the blood spurted up half a person high.

The red rabbit was so fast that before the distant enemy could get close, it flashed past and quickly moved away.

There are not many enemies that need to be dealt with by Ma Long personally, only in front of him, he holds the dragon halberd in both hands, steps on the stirrups with both feet, and relies on his legs to control the horse.

A few years have passed, and Ma Long is no longer the rookie knight who couldn't ride a horse well.

The red rabbit rushed forward with all his strength, and Ma Long waved the weapon in his hand, and there was no enemy.

Any enemy that stands in the way is either beheaded, cut in half, or has an extra hole in their body......

For a while, the stumps flew wildly, blood splattered, shouting, shouting and killing......

Ma Long wielded his halberd and rushed to kill, no one could stop him, and before the barbarians in the camp could fully react, the red rabbit rushed through with him, leaving only the remnants all the way!

Malone successfully rode his horse into the Grand Canyon.

The Grand Canyon was once excavated by dwarven mining, and it is winding and curved, not a straight line, and even many twists and turns.

According to the map obtained by the goblins, the canyon is roughly a horizontal zigzag.

The road surface is not flat, with many hollow potholes and protruding stones.

It is not suitable for cavalry charges, and even ordinary war horses are difficult to walk, but it has no effect on Chitu.

Ma Long entered it, the speed of the red rabbit did not decrease, flickering east and west, after several turns, it took nearly a day to see the wall he had built in the south.

The pass is now bustling with activity, with the human army on the wall divided into several rows, the front row defending with shields, and the archers in the rear shooting arrows.

In the distance, Malone could also hear the constant shouting, and even faintly heard the voices of acquaintances.

There were also firecrackers, and Marlon looked intently at them, and they were goblins with tubes in their hands, spewing out fiery projectiles from time to time.

That's a musket?

Did the goblins make it? Why did you run to the city wall?

Didn't Malf find enough reinforcements?