"No wonder they laugh at Nippur, it's breathtaking!" muttered Alan as he rode on a tall stallion and looked at the scenery before him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As far as the eye can see, the strange mountain forest peaks compete for beauty, which are mixed with countless new and dazzling vegetation and shrubs, and there are eagles languidly circling on the mountainside, in addition to the strange rocks with the ups and downs of the peaks, there are also extremely deep and dense forest valleys.

At this time, the winter snow and ice have melted, countless green leaves have rushed up the branches, and the valley has become a tender green in sight, the size of a bowl, thrilling and strange, behind the high valley of aspen and thick nanmu, a series of dignified mountains rise and fall, even under the clear blue sky, the top of the mountains is still nowhere to be found.

The troop rode at a steady pace on a craggy ridge and followed the course White had directed in search of what he called the black-hearted witch, whose soldiers had been under house arrest in Assyria and had to obey the king's will.

That's why Assyria is known as the city of the woods. "Sersi seems to have gotten rid of it. He didn't look at the beautiful spectacles, but thought about something else.

"How long are we from our destination?" Mike asked, tightening his reins slightly. They were now descending from the ridge, and the half-day ride made him feel a little irritated.

"I'm afraid it's going to be another day," Alan pointed to the stream that appeared not far away, "If I'm not mistaken, that should be a tributary of the Unun River, and now we are in the Kingdom Forest, and beyond that tributary, it is the Dragon's Blood Forest." ”

They dismounted by the stream, and Cersi untied the water bag from the saddle and filled it with the sweet water, Ellen took off his boots and crossed his legs on the stones, while Mike handed them the bread with the cheese in it, and the three of them swallowed some of the hard, dry bread into their stomachs.

After the meal, Alan spread the parchment map given by White on the fine stone floor, on which the location of the Guards where the witches had been found was clearly marked with quills. In the southernmost part of the Dragon's Blood Forest, next to the realm of Nippur.

"Guys, our destination is here. He pointed to the ink-marked road signs on the map with his index finger and said, "If we rest at night, can we get there in one day?"

"If the road in the Dragon's Blood Forest is as easy to walk as it is now....." Mike estimated as he looked at the distance marked on the map, "it should be fine." ”

"Further on, we'll have to be careful," Sersi reminded him, touching his chin, "The kingdom forest is sparsely wooded and few wild beasts, and ahead is a large dense forest, and if we want to save time, we must walk through it, and there should be a lot of beasts in it." ”

"I think we've got to think about something else first. Alan sat back down on the rock and crossed his legs again.

"Are you worried about that witch?" Mike sat down on the ground and looked up at Alan.

"To be honest, I'm a little worried. "I was thinking all the way that damn that guy had detained the Confederates in Assyria, and with just the three of us, what could we do to tie the witch back?" he scrolled the map twice before stopping, "Besides, it's a fantasy to be alive!

"Have you forgotten? He sent five hundred knights to capture the witches, but less than ten of them came back alive!" Alan raised his eyebrows slightly in horror, "God knows what happened, even if we bring five thousand people over, I'm afraid the outcome will be the same!"

"Mean, we're going to be lucky this time?" Mike shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows, looking at the two of them in this position.

"It's only going to get worse than that!" said Selsey, his nasal accentuation.

"Or we'll break up on the spot!" Alan suggested, "divide the rest of the rations and water bags, and you go back to the valley to find Winnie and Nina, I need to do something more meaningful!"

"Man, now is not the time for jokes. Sersi said, looking down at the back of his hand. It was as if for the first time he had noticed that they were covered in fist marks, and the wounds and wrinkles had become somewhat unfamiliar.

"It looks like you're not in a good mood today. Alan changed his tone to a slightly serious tone.

"So, save some time, man. Sersi looked up, "How can you get that witch to be captured?"

Alan picked up his moccasin boots upside down and poured the sand out of them. "My idea," he said, "is that if we can meet the queen, or the witch, we will tell ..... all our intentions."

"And then?" Mike's eyes widened, "kneeling and begging them for mercy, or telling them we were forced and begging them to let us go?"

"Or else?" Alan put the boot down, then picked up the other one and poured it down, "Unless you know how to do witchcraft, Sersi and I will cheer you on, and you will fight that witch head-on!"

Mike frowned, anger shining between his eyebrows. Obviously, he doesn't know much about Allen's temperament, so much so that this seemingly brainless proposal becomes a little annoying.

Selsey on the side didn't feel anything, he seemed to be used to trusting any of Allen's proposals unconditionally, even if it sounded really inappropriate.

"I remember I just said, save some time, we still have a long way to go. Sersi said before Mike could speak.

"I thought it would add a little more fun to our journey!" Alan pouted, putting his cleaned mocskin boots back on his feet, "I mean, gain trust before you get the chance." In short, don't clash with the enemy, because there are only three of us, and I don't want to lose my life!"

"I thought you were going to break up on the spot!" Mike said with a grim face.

"You've got to learn how to get used to it, he's not easy to get along with!" Selsey smiled and patted Mike on the shoulder. He hung the map and water bag back to the saddle, then spun on his horse, shook the reins, and stepped into the stream.

The Dragon's Blood Forest doesn't seem to be friendly. When they rode their horses into the dense forest in the direction indicated on the map, the first problem they encountered was the dense arrangement of ancient trees, and the second problem was the cloud-obscured branches and leaves above their heads, and when they avoided the giant trees and were forced to change direction, it was difficult to determine whether they were taking the wrong path by the direction of the sun.

By the time they reached the third problem, it was already completely dark. "Are you sure we've only brought dry food for seven days?" Selsey snapped the reins to a thinner trunk and turned his head to look at Mike.

"I thought, yes. Mike nodded. He turned the food bag inside and showed the two of them the crumbs inside.

"But today is only the fifth day. Alan tied his horse and sat down on the ground against the trunk of a tree.

"Sorry, guys. Mike tossed his pocket aside, "That miser only gave me this little thing, not enough for me to eat alone, and if I let go of my stomach, that little bread would only last a day." ”

"Looks like we're going to have to hunt some prey. Sersi took the longbow and quiver from his horse.

"Don't move!" Alan made a silent gesture to Sersi, then slowly got up from the ground.