The Evil Flame Emperor had been in a state of great strength since his expedition, burning down the entire river valley plain, and the thick smoke even drifted near the Scorching Sun Volcano on the east coast. After a brief respite in the wasteland of the valley plains, he crossed the dense forest to cross the Shengya River and annihilate the Daimon in one fell swoop. Looking west at the end of the dense forest, the black horse cavalry can still vaguely see the figure of the Damon clan running in a hurry, when the Evil Flame Emperor was about to order the whole army to cross the river, suddenly a black horse cavalry from the Evil Demon Emperor's army came to report, he twitched all over his body and trembled like a deserter, the cavalry gasped and said: "The Demon Emperor was attacked by the Wing Dragons in the Black Cong Mountain, and those Wing Dragons beat us and we were defeated, and we need the Flame Emperor, you should go to support immediately." After hearing this, the Evil Flame Emperor looked at the fat from the west to his mouth and was very annoyed, but the eldest brother was in a hurry and he had to go to the rescue. The Evil Flame Emperor was forced to put aside the remnants of the Daimon tribe first, and he ordered more than 500 black horse cavalry to be stationed on the east side of the Shengya River to block the back road of the Daimon tribe, and he himself led the remaining black horse cavalry to the Black Cong Mountain.

Ao Han led the Daimon to the west side of the Shengya River and was received by the poor tribes living there, all of whom were yellow and thin, and their faces were full of sorrow. There are also people from many tribes in the north and south, whether ordinary civilians or fighting soldiers, who have lost their loved ones and are depressed and demoralized. The west of the Shengya River is already a poor area, and the south bank of the Shengya River has almost dried up due to the great drought, so it is difficult for those who are lucky enough to escape here to live for a long time.

In the early morning of the third day after fleeing to the west bank, the soldiers left behind by the Shengya River came back and told Ao Han: "Patriarch, some of those black horse cavalry have suddenly withdrawn into the dense forest, leaving only a few hundred people on the east bank. Ao Han didn't know what was going on, and the generals said that an ambush had been set up in the dense forest, and they couldn't act rashly. Ao Han is also not easy to make decisions, if it is unwise to fight back hastily, he can only send people to continue to wait and see the opportunity.

Qiu Li was terminally ill, and there was no blood on his face. At this time, there were rumors in the Damon clan again, and the clansmen began to complain that Ao Han was obsessed with women and missed the family's major affairs, and all this bad luck was brought by Qiu Li. Ao Han couldn't care about arguing with anyone about these trivial matters, but in order to protect Qiu Li from others hurting her, Ao Han began to sleep with her in a broken grass shed every night, Qiu Li loved him and snuggled in his arms every night, this love brought more helpless torture and pain to both parties.

Five days later, in the middle of the night, the weather was still unusually hot, Qiu Li was sweating profusely in her sleep, and Ao Han hurriedly got up to wipe her, and Qiu Li, who would be awakened after a while, sat up all of a sudden, panting in her mouth as if she had experienced a life and death catastrophe.

"You're having nightmares again! Don't be afraid. Ao Han hugged her tightly and comforted her.

"Tomorrow... To-morrow morning there will be a large force of our reinforcements from the north, and you will go to meet them from the valley plain on the east bank of the river Saint-Jah. Qiu Li's eyes were motionless, staring ahead, and he said in a panic.

After a few predictions, Ao Han didn't think it was a joke, he asked with confusion: "What did you see in your dream again? Who's going to help us? Where's the reinforcements?"

Qiu Li raised his head and looked at Ao Han and said, "I don't know who it is, it's the northerners who are here to help us anyway, and we can get to the valley plain before dawn." ”

Ao Han thought that he couldn't make a decision that might lead to the destruction of the Daemon clan just because of her dream, so he changed his tone of comfort and said, "It's just a dream, there is no way back to the east coast, and they may have an ambush in the dense forest." Now everyone's morale is low, if you fall into an ambush......" Before Ao Han finished speaking, Qiu Li broke away from Ao Han's arm and retorted: "There is no ambush in the dense forest, I know that they have evacuated a large part of the people. Because the cavalry attacking the Black Cong Mountain were defeated by Ma Jiu's pterodactyls, they needed support. After finishing speaking, Qiu Li put it on the face of the already sluggish Ao Han and said in a weak voice: "What I do is never a dream, I can foresee the future and see anything else happening, this is the reason why I was captured by Ma Jiu." ”

Ao Han looked at the magical woman in front of him as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then he remembered that there was a dark horse cavalry from the southeast of the Third Ring Mountain. He suddenly remembered the blood sacrifice of Ma Jiu that the old patriarch had mentioned to him before his death, and Qiu Li's series of words seemed to be the same. Ao Han suddenly realized, he smiled excitedly and hugged Qiu Li tightly, and began to think about the plan of the counterattack in his mind.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Ao Han gathered all the generals to discuss the enemy's strategy. Ao Han had no way to explain Qiu Li's dream to everyone, and he told the generals that the guards in the upper reaches of the Shengya River had come to deceive everyone, and the guards pretended to be running all night and told the generals with a nervous expression: "Last night we saw an army from the north north of the Shengya River, and they rushed in the direction of the valley plain. As soon as the words fell, some people immediately doubted: "Is the news accurate? Don't look away at night and mistake it for a black horse cavalry." The guard was still nervous, "Impossible, impossible, it's true, it's a warrior like us." No one was talking, Ao Han patted the guard in the back and stepped forward and said, "So it should be our reinforcements, if nothing goes wrong, it should be the Aran who leads the Great North, we need to meet them." ”

At this time, someone came out and reminded: "Even if it is reinforcements, we can't cross the river easily." The dense forest is so big, if there is an ambush in the dense forest, then we can't even be killed by those black cavalry. Ao Han began to slowly tell Qiu Li's dream to everyone, he said: "Impossible, with the combat style of the black horse cavalry and the current advantage, there is no need for them to set up an ambush in the dense forest. Do you remember? From the Third Ring Mountain to the southeast, there was also a black horse cavalry, whose territory is the southeast? The great wizard's, the part of the cavalry that disappeared must have gone to help those who beat Ma Jiu, they couldn't beat Ma Jiu because Ma Jiu was holding a few demons in his hands that were even more terrifying than the black horse cavalry. After saying these words, no one came out to object, and everyone began to believe that the troops who came here must be the northern Arlans. The soldiers thought that the Daimon tribe was the strongest race in the south, and that the strongest tribes in the north and south were united with each other, and the black horse cavalry would undoubtedly be defeated, and the mood that had been depressed for many days finally cleared, of course, this was just a reason for them to comfort each other.

Without further ado, he had to set off immediately, and Ao Han ordered the generals to quickly gather the forces that could still fight in their hands and set off immediately, and the remaining soldiers who were physically exhausted stayed in place to protect the wounded. They went east to the west bank of the Shengya River, where they waited for an opportunity in the short woods on the west bank. Half an hour later, Yeats led the army of the Arlan men quietly to the plain of the river valley, and the sight of what he saw when he first stepped into the wasteland made him chill. The charred wooden houses were still dusty in the wind, the black corpse fragments were everywhere, and the stench of ashes and rotting flesh wafted everywhere in the air, Yeats clenched his fists and said to himself, "Have the Daemons been all slaughtered?" At this time, a general's voice came from the roots of the charred weeds a few meters away: "Come and see, the footprints here are clean, stretching inside." ”

Yeats looked at the scattered and chaotic footsteps, there were human and animal and horse hooves, and the deeper ones should be black horses. He looked into the forest, where the fluttering branches were entwined with each other, and several crows crowed twice and flew away, Yeats ordered the whole army to follow the trail softly to the west side of the valley plain, and he saw horses' hoof footprints on the ground and scattered objects and furniture stretching into the dense forest. The military advisor on the side pointed to the dirty weeds on the ground and whispered to Yeats: "According to the map, if you keep going through the dense forest, it will be the Shengya River, and the rest of the Daemon tribe should flee to the west of the Shengya River." Yeats nodded in understanding, and everyone walked carefully through the dense forest with the lightest steps.

Near noon, the army of the Alans reached the end of the dense forest. Yeats saw the canal of the Shengya River through the gap in the trees, and saw the black horse cavalry resting on the bank of the river, Yeats found that they had left their mount, the black horse, and the combat power of the devil in the vast mountain of the sky without the black horse would be reduced by half, Yeats smiled at the corner of his mouth, thinking that this was a perfect opportunity for a sneak attack.

So, the dense forest began to pass through the swift figures, and their steps were light and running towards the black horse cavalry like the wind with swords and sword shadows. At this time, the dark horse cavalry were still biting human flesh and talking about their dream of unifying the world, and suddenly a steel knife plunged straight into their hearts from behind. Immediately afterwards, a large number of Aram roared and rushed out of the dense forest to kill the black horse cavalry, who was shocked and hurriedly threw away the broken bones in his hand and mounted his horse to resist. At the same time, when Ao Han saw the figure of the Alan, he immediately ordered everyone to go down to the Shengya River to support the Alan, and another group of roaring warriors rushed from the west of the dense forest. The black horse cavalry pierced the heart before he could grasp the knife on horseback, and the Daemon and the Arlan attacked back and forth, and the hundreds of black horse cavalry were soon killed.

Ao Han pushed aside the crowd and walked into the army of the Arans, and when he saw Yeats, he was very excited but slightly puzzled and asked, "You... Could it be the Arlan tribe of the Great North?" Yeats smiled and replied further: "Exactly, you should be the Damon clan, right?" Ao Han and the Dimon warriors finally showed a long-lost smile, and Ao Han grabbed Yeats's hand and nodded excitedly beyond words. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ao Han took Yeats and the newly united army of the North and South back to the West Bank.

After returning to the refuge on the West Bank, Yeats and Aohan talked to each other like friends they hadn't seen for many years, Yeats told Aohan and his general, the Evil Spirit Emperor, how to escape in the northern grasslands, and Aohan listened to the hero's admiration for the five-body body. The generals of the two tribes gathered together before dark to discuss countermeasures against the enemy, and Ao Han laid out a map and said to everyone: "Now all the dark horse cavalry should be on this side of the Heicong Mountains, and the dark horse cavalry here is their main force." The black horse cavalry that withdrew from the dense forest must have gone to help the cavalry that attacked Ma Jiu, which means that the previous black horse cavalry must have been in big trouble when fighting Ma Jiu, otherwise they would not have been transferred to support in such a hurry. The terrain in the Heicong Mountains is complex, although Ma Jiu has a blood sacrifice of pterosaurs, but with the pterosaurs alone, he can't defeat this group of cavalry, and the black horse cavalry will definitely find a way to deal with these pterosaurs. We must go to support Ma Jiu, and we can't wait for them to come back to us. Yeats patted Ao Han on the shoulder and said, "We will win." Everyone smiled and looked at everyone around them, and then shouted, "To survive, you must win." ”