According to the map given by the fourth uncle, Sheng Xuan galloped forward at full speed all the way to search, but what surprised him was that there was no shadow of the orcs at all, instead of the Calais heavy army, the golden wolf clan had to choose to retreat under the suppression of the Calais heavy army, the neat Calais camp still made Sheng Xuan deeply touched, and looked at it from a distance for a while, and couldn't help but have a trace of admiration for those old opponents in his heart, even in such a remote place, the Governor of Upton was still meticulous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After leaving the camp of the Calais, Sheng Xuan continued all the way to the west, but after walking for a long time, he still did not see the slightest trace of the orcs, he couldn't help but stop in the air and look at the map carefully, and then look at the topography of this place, he couldn't help but smile helplessly, this map drawn by the orcs was originally very rough, because some years, it was painted on the animal skin, so after the animal skin was deformed, the proportion of the map was completely confused, and he looked for it according to the map, and unconsciously it had deviated a lot.

He simply put the map away, and then discerned the direction and galloped away, this series of mistakes had made him to the Longbow Swamp, and he simply harnessed the wind snake to lower the altitude in order to get a better view of the landscape, maybe his army would be here one day your enemy would fight, and it would not be a bad thing to know more.

Looking at the strange thorn vines growing everywhere in the swamp, he would also stop and take a closer look, so he couldn't help but come to the junction of the two swamps, and then he felt the changes, only to see a neat line dividing the two swamps, which couldn't help but make his heart tremble, why is there such a neat junction between the two swamps at such a close distance? He couldn't help but quickly climb up to the air to take a closer look at the situation at the junction, and at this glance he gasped even more, only to see that the line turned a corner after a hundred miles, as if it was the back of a bow, and what he saw was only a small part of it.

At that moment, Sheng Xuan suddenly had a subtle feeling in his heart, he seemed to have grasped the essence of the problem, the mysterious cave outside the poisonous mist swamp was transformed by an earth-based magic, and the endless flames of the berserk swamp were made of a fire-based elemental force, could this longbow swamp really be a longbow? But who could use this longbow that was more than a thousand miles long? So what about the other swamps?

His heart fell into confusion again, and he couldn't help but shake his head, maybe it was really the magical power of nature that caused this illusion, maybe those were just a coincidence, who in the world could pull such a longbow? No matter how fierce the flame force was, it would not be possible to cause that thousand miles of red land, even if it was a fire mage at the peak of the true realm, a move of a thousand miles of red land was just a name, but it was still possible to raise your hand and destroy a city.

Are gods really that powerful? He couldn't help but smile, if there are gods in this world, I don't know, how can these be regarded as miracles? He landed again, drifting towards the Longbow Swamp, faintly forgetting in his heart about finding the Golden Wolf Clan's residence.

Looking down along the way, Sheng Xuan suddenly found that in addition to thorns and vines, the types of plants here were so rare, he couldn't help but collect a few kinds of thorn vines and put them into the ring, and planned to study them after going back to see which one was more suitable for making bows and crossbows.

Unconsciously he has entered the depths of the longbow swamp, this longbow swamp is thousands of miles long from northeast to southwest, and the width is only more than 100 miles, so Sheng Xuan has soon come to the hinterland, where the thorns are more lush, and the vines are thicker, he saw a thousand-year-old vine, the whole rattan is the thickness of a wrist, showing a slight lilac, and he couldn't help but fly over and reach out to pull a branch, and slightly tried to pinch it down, but the vine did not move at all, the whole was like steel, which couldn't help but surprise him, you must know that after the heavenly fire calcined body, his ten fingers were like iron tongs, not to mention a vine, even the fine iron the thickness of the thumb can be easily broken.

"Why is this rattan so hard? Could this be what the Centaur people call the purple cloud vine?" while thinking that he had already pulled out the dagger and cut off a section on it, although it was only a fork of this vine, it was also two fingers thick, and the length was more than tens of meters, and it was quite weighty in his hand, it was really like a fine iron rattan.

Holding it in his hand and shaking it slightly, the rattan writhed rapidly in the air, and it made a crackling sound, and its toughness was also beyond his expectations, if he made a longbow with this rattan, he didn't know what kind of warrior could pull it.

After rolling the rattan into a circle and collecting it into the ring, Sheng Xuan couldn't help but float to the ground, following the trend of the vine to see the root of the vine, this walk turned out to be several miles, and the vine in front of him was already the thickness of a calf, but it was still not the end, every time he thought that he was about to go to the root of the vine, but every time he found that it was just the fibrous roots on its branches that were deeply rooted in the soil, this scene was very unexpected to him.

How long is this rattan? He couldn't help but summon the wind snake to float up in the air again, wanting to see what was going on, but this look couldn't help but be even more shocking, only to see that in the big swamp, like a huge purple monster crouching down, hiding its body in the dense thorns, as far as the eye could see, it couldn't be enveloped at all, only to see the purple monster python-like vines constantly extending in all directions, the length was probably more than a hundred miles.

When he didn't notice the vine at first, he hadn't paid attention to it, and this could not help but make him gasp, could it be that this vine would cover the whole Longbow Swamp? Fortunately, this was the turn of winter and spring, and the thorns had not yet grown leaves, otherwise it would have been more difficult to find the root among the dense branches.

He couldn't help but quickly float towards the deepest part of the purple, and when he came here, he was shocked again, a section of roots that were several people as high as several zhang were firmly rooted there, and countless giant python thick branches stretched out, like an incomparably huge monster, and these vines were all dark purple here, Sheng Xuan tried to scratch with a flying knife, but did not leave the slightest trace.

Such a huge vine, I'm afraid it is impossible to grow like this without tens of thousands of years of growth, Sheng Xuan couldn't help but look back and forth under the vine in admiration, under his feet were purple fallen leaves several feet deep, as if walking on a purple carpet, and he couldn't help but read in his heart, "Wisteria, wisteria, if you see it in the middle of summer, I'm afraid this whole vine is really like a purple cloud covering this swamp." ”

The sun has gradually sunk in the west, Sheng Xuan suddenly woke up, he didn't come here to see this purple cloud vine, he hurriedly floated up in the air and galloped down towards the southwest, just walked out of half an hour, but suddenly heard the rumbling sound, he couldn't help but be startled again, "This should be the sound of war horses galloping, is it not possible that there are cavalry from Calais here?"

Thinking of this possibility, he couldn't help but quickly lower his height, and then shuttled through the dense thorn bushes, and waited until he approached within two miles, and then he could distinguish the sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air from the howling cold wind, judging from the dense sound, I am afraid that there were tens of thousands of horses, "Archers? When did such powerful archers appear in Calais?"

Two miles away in a flash, if he was not in the thorns and did not want the enemy to find out, I am afraid that he would have seen the truth clearly, at this time through the thorns vaguely saw two teams of archers are in fierce pursuit, the speed of the horses on both sides is very amazing, and the riding skills are excellent, in the dense thorns keep shuttling like a swimming fish, and soon step out of a trail in the thorns, and therefore the whole team was pulled into several long lines, like a python drilled in front of his eyes, just galloping away from his eyes is the chasing side, Sheng Xuan took a closer look and found that this was really a team of Calais cavalryfor the thousands of horsemen rode on tall Calais horses.

"Sure enough, it's a Calais!" He couldn't help but draw his spear and prepare to go up for a surprise attack, but when he looked at it again, he couldn't help but move in his heart, although the war horse was a Calais war horse, but it was the Yellow Ape warrior who rode immediately, and each war horse had four quivers hanging on the saddle, each quiver could hold a hundred feather arrows, plus the quiver they carried, I am afraid that a warrior had four hundred and fifty feather arrows, and now half of the quiver was empty.

It seems that this chase has been going on for a long time, and in this continuous pursuit, there are screams from time to time, and among the galloping cavalry, once the arrow hits the ground, there is no possibility of survival.

Thousands of cavalry rushed over in a blink of an eye, Sheng Xuan couldn't help but come to the front to take a closer look, only to see dozens of corpses lying on the ground, which had been trampled by war horses, but from their clothes, they could also be distinguished from the Yellow Ape Clan warriors, but a few corpses were wearing rough animal skin armor, which seemed to be the target of these Yellow Ape Clans.

He looked at the corpses again, and finally found a strange feather arrow from a corpse, the roughness of this arrow greatly exceeded his expectations, there was no arrowhead, but a thorn that could be seen everywhere in this swamp was cut to a suitable length, and then the front end was sharpened three times to form a triangular sharp blade, and the back was not tied to the tail of the carved goose, but a strange blade of grass growing in the swamp, but the shape of the blade of grass after simple processing was very similar to the carved feather, and it was tied to the tail with a piece of thorn bark, although the simple one could not be more simple, but it does not affect the balance of this arrow in the slightest.

This couldn't help but make Sheng Xuan even more curious, who was the Yellow Ape Clan chasing and killing? Looking at the wounds of those Yellow Ape warriors, it can be vaguely seen that everyone is blocked by an arrow, turning back to shoot arrows on the galloping war horse, not to mention the bumps of the war horse, that is, the dense thorn bush is a huge obstacle, but these warriors can also launch so accurately in that instant, what an amazing skill, he couldn't help but drop the feather arrow in his hand and quickly chased after the wind snake, at this time the two teams of centaurs have rushed out of more than ten miles, but the speed is far less than Sheng Xuan, after a while, he has already chased up, still secretly observing in the thorns,

The two sides chased and killed for more than ten miles, but it was still the Yellow Ape Clan that fell behind and was suppressed by the other party, and there were only more than a hundred orc archers in front, and the war horses they rode did not have a saddle, but their bodies seemed to grow on horseback, and these war horses were obviously very suitable for the environment here, and they could run wild in the dense thorn bushes without the control of the warriors, Sheng Xuan's heart moved, "Is it a Centaur warrior?"