The mountains to the north of Moyun Ridge cannot be considered the boundaries of the Gandaur Mountains, and they are not even marked on the map of the Warsaw plane, and belong to the unexplored area of the Warsaw plane by the Bussman family.

At the beginning, Duke Ryan promised to give Handanaar County to Duke Newman, and promised Duke Newman that all the territories that the Bednar Legion opened up north in Handanaar County would be considered Duke Newman's private property, and according to the rule of four, three, three, the three lands of the plane lord would be automatically counted to Duke Newman's head.

However, it was only after the Bednar Legion entered the Warsaw plane that the Duke Newman discovered that the Demonic Legion had built a Demon Gate on Moyun Ridge, firmly guarding the northern gate of Handanar County and blocking the Bednar Legion from moving north.

Moreover, in Duke Newman's opinion, the north of Moyunling belongs to the reckless land where demonic beasts are rampant.

At the beginning, in the mountains north of the forest farm camp, there were a large number of junior demonic beasts, and if the Bednar Legion wanted to expand northward, it had to face not only the demon legion, but also a large number of demonic beasts and the local tribe and natives.

Now the Demon Legion has been entrenched in Moyunling for eight years, and has almost slaughtered the demonic beasts around Moyunling, and killed a large number of tribal aborigines.

Originally, there were a large number of aboriginal tribes in the Gandaer Mountains, but now most of these tribes have perished, and the remaining part continues to migrate north, integrating into the wild tribes north of Moyun Ridge, according to the information found by the magician reconnaissance team, there are not only tribal aborigines in the north of Moyun Ridge, these aborigines are also resisting the demon army on Moyun Ridge.

What Surdak wants to reach out to now is the natives of the Warsaw plane.

The war between the Demon Legion and the local natives has been going on for so long, and the tribal natives north of Moyun Ridge ......

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The rolling Gandaur Mountains were like a wall that completely blocked the northern mountains of Moyun Ridge from the sight of the Imperials.

The long mountains and dense forests are full of magical beasts, and the Bussman family has only demarcated their territory south of the Gandaear Mountain, where the Bussman lords' army stops, and they have occupied the Warsaw plane for more than a hundred years, and no one in the previous Bussman Legion commanders will pay attention to it.

Although there are a lot of Warcraft resources in this mountain range, the rolling mountains here stop the pioneers......

In this fertile plane, the benefits of opening up in any direction are much better than the great army crossing Mount Gandareir.

Therefore, this mountain range north of Moyun Ridge has never been stepped into by the Imperial Adventure Party.

The vegetation of the mountains here is no longer as dense as that of the Gandaer Mountains, but there are some thousand-year-old trees everywhere in the mountains, and many giant trees with a diameter of more than ten meters and a height of hundreds of meters have become a hundred meters long high walls after the main trunk decays, and the whole tree collapses to become a hundred meters long high wall, which is covered with moss and fungi.

A group of bronze-skinned aborigines came out of the depths of the dense forest with ironwood longbows and bone spears on their backs, this group of tribal aborigines were very young, they were wrapped in leather clothes, and they stepped barefoot on the land of dead branches and rotting leaves. Each bounce of their legs makes them leap seven or eight meters away, and they run faster than antelopes in the forest.

They wore all sorts of strange hair ornaments on their heads, necklaces made of animal teeth and precious stones around their necks, and almost every young man had an unusually striking magic pattern on his body, and the skin of this magic pattern was so incompatible with the complexion of their bodies.

Except for the faint sound of dead branches breaking, the dense forest seemed extremely quiet.

One of the strongest native warriors came to the edge of a cliff, and he gently raised his hand to signal his companion behind him to stop, and he jumped up to the top of a giant tree like an ape.

He pushed aside the vines and leaves, and through the gaps in the trees, the indigenous warrior saw a herd of black-horned elk drinking from a stream in the canyon just two kilometers ahead.

There were eight of them in the herd, and the most attractive thing about them was the jet-black sheen of the twig-like antlers on their heads, and the arcs of electricity scurried from time to time on the antlers.

The black-horned elk is an electrically attributed magical beast, and the local aborigines prefer to call it the Great Blackhorn.

The adult black-horned elk is full of treasures, and the most valuable thing is of course the magic core and the black horn on the top of the head, and the deerskin on the body is also an excellent material for making leather armor, and venison is a rare delicacy.

There were about two dozen young native warriors in the group, and the native warrior at the top of the tree made a few simple gestures downward, and the native warriors hiding under the tree immediately hammered each other's shoulders in excitement.

Everyone's faces showed rare joy, hunting has become more and more difficult recently, this group of indigenous warriors has been out of the tribe for almost ten days, if they can't find prey, they will hunt some ordinary small beasts along the way, and then go to pick some fungi and wild fruits to bring back to the tribe, but these are all done by the women in the tribe, if their hunting group really wants to bring those food, it will inevitably be laughed at by their peers in the tribe.

They had walked along the valley and the river for so long, and finally came across a herd of black-horned elk, and their hearts were naturally filled with great joy.

The demon legions began to hunt in the mountains to the north, and these monsters gradually migrated north, and every time they wanted to hunt them, they had to go north......

The further north you go, the more barren these mountains become.

However, those wild lands are occupied by some powerful demonic beasts, and once the indigenous warriors step into the territory of high-level demonic beasts, they will definitely face no less danger than those evil spirits.

The native warrior squinted at the majestic Moyun Ridge to the south, and a layer of anger burned in his eyes.

This mountain range is home to dozens of tribes and tribes, each with some ancient heritage, and the indigenous people here have lived by hunting for generations, and they have been fighting against the ferocious monsters of the mountains since the day they were born.

These young natives are the best hunters of the Kullman tribe, and they have a great hunting skill, but now they are having a hard time.

The young native hunters now have to face not only the ferocious demonic beasts in the mountains, but also the evil spirits that suddenly emerge from the Moyun Mountains......

After the demons appeared in this mountain, they became the highest level of hunters in the mountain, and they not only hunted all the demonic beasts in the mountain, but also preferred to hunt the indigenous people of these tribes.

Every day, the indigenous hunters of the tribe compete with those evil spirits for their prey, and not only that, but every time they encounter evil spirits, they have to make some trade-offs, either abandon their prey and flee into the depths of the mountains, or they have to fight those evil spirits to the death.

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The native warrior in charge of scouting the canopy glanced at the mountain wall on the other side of the canyon, and his keen instinct told him that there were also predators in the dense forest opposite him who were watching the herd of black-horned elk.

But this time he didn't want to give up, the tribe needed the fresh flesh and blood of these black horns.

This time they came out to hunt more companions than before, so they had more confidence to compete for this group of prey.

Patience is the most important thing to hunt in the mountains, he slipped down from the canopy of the trees, and when he returned to the group, he asked the two fastest companions to track down the group of big black horns, and the other companions divided into two groups and made a detour to the opposite cliff, trying to scare away the predators hiding there before hunting, or simply eat them.

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Surdak had been following the demon hunting party for a long time, and not long after they had left Moyun Ridge, Surdak and Samira spotted them by the stream.

Over there is the source of this creek......

Surdak and Samira flew here in the magicians' magic handles, and the magicians flew for eight days to bypass Moyunling and come to the barren mountains farther north.

There were no living creatures within a hundred miles radius of the northern foot of the Moyun Mountains, and the demons had already filled their stomachs with everything they could eat.

More demon hunting squads will need to go further north, and their hunting groups have suffered a heavy setback in the Kandar Mountains, and the hunting grounds in the northern mountains are even more important to them.

Surdak and Samira came here, of course, not to hunt these demon warriors, how many can the two of them kill even if they let go of the hunt? They actually hoped to follow behind the demon hunting team and meet the indigenous hunters in the mountains to the north.

So when Surdak spotted the demon hunting party by a stream, he and Samira followed them silently.

Along the way, this demon hunting team was unaware of the existence of Surdak and Samira.

In this jungle, Samira perfectly demonstrated Surdak's mastery of tracking.

Samira sat on the branches of a giant tree, and she had some leaf camouflage on her.

If you don't look closely, she's like a branch on a tree branch.

Surdak also had some branches and leaves hanging from his body, but wherever he hid it would look very obtrusive, and he could only sit slightly awkwardly next to him.

Because of this, Samira and Surdak couldn't get too close.

The demon hunting team hid on the cliff wall in front of them, and it had been almost half a day, and Samira had also seen the black-horned elk by the stream below the valley, and she could see the magical elements flowing on the antlers, and she knew that the elk below were at least second-level magical beasts.

For this demon hunting team, if they want to hunt this herd of elk, it is still within their ability.

However, the demons have been slow to do anything, and Samira thinks that they may be waiting for the other demons to eat the black-horned elk in one bite.

For this demon hunting team to take so much trouble to hunt some prey, Surdak also thought of a lot of things at this time.

"I think Moyunling is no longer suitable for them to hold the northern fortress, they are almost predatory destruction of the food resources here, now even if they hunt, they have to run a hundred miles away, and after hunting the prey, they have to find a way to transport it back to Moyunling, and going back and forth along the way is the biggest consumption for them." Surdak spoke his mind.

Samira immediately understood the meaning of Surdak's words, and asked rhetorically, "So for the demon legions on Moyun Ridge, capturing Handanar City will completely solve their current embarrassing dilemma?" ”

Surdak nodded a little solemnly and said, "Not only is Handanar City nearly a million imperial people, but there are also hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep stored in several pastures in the Great Meadow, and these are the best quality food for them. ”

Samira didn't show any pressure, but only glanced at Surdak before saying, "If this is the case, the pressure on the Western Route Army will be even greater......"

Then she added: "I guess they won't give up Moyunling easily, after all, it is an excellent position to hold the Bena Legion of Handanaar County to expand north!" ”

The two of them did not say anything more, for Samira saw a group of indigenous warriors coming from across the valley to the cliff on this side.

"Those native warriors are here for that demon squad?" Samira asked, a little confused.

Because the indigenous warriors ran to this side of the cliff, they did not immediately surround the hiding place of the demon hunting team, but searched little by little along the stone cracks of the cliff wall.

More than twenty native warriors flanked from the left and right, which also alerted the demon hunting team immediately.

Seeing that neither side seemed ready to retreat quietly, Surdak and Samira hid behind and waited to see what happened, in fact, Surdak also wanted to know the combat effectiveness of these indigenous warriors.

It can be seen that this group of indigenous warriors is far stronger than the native tribe that Surdak is familiar with, and these young people are very good at physical fitness, and they look like a group of monkeys jumping up and down the cliff with their bare hands.

Samira suddenly grabbed Surdak's shoulders and pressed him against the branches of the giant tree......

It was only then that Surdak heard the sound of hurried footsteps under the trees, and from the force of the stamped ground, it was clear that a group of evil spirits were hurrying below.

They are tall and can cross long distances with each step, so they have a unique rhythm when they run.

It was only when the footsteps gradually subsided that Samira got up from Surdak, who saw the back of the group of demon hunting groups, who should have rushed from somewhere else.

At the moment when this group of demon warriors arrived, the demon warriors hiding in the crevices of the cliff suddenly rushed out of it.

A group of demons with fists and swords in their hands pounced on the native warriors who were searching between the cliffs, and the battle was almost imminent, and the demon warriors slashed several of the native warriors almost immediately.

The fighting style of the demon warriors is extremely ruthless, never evading the counterattack of the native warriors, and is completely exchanging injuries for injuries.

At the first time these indigenous warriors were attacked, the magic patterns on their bodies actually lit up one after another, although they were far away, but Samira could still clearly see through the cracks in the forest that those indigenous warriors burst out with powerful combat power under the increase in the power of the magic patterns.

It's just that the demon warriors are superior in numbers, and they wounded a few native warriors during the raid.

During the battle, the Bone Armor of the Demon Warriors kept forcing the Native Warriors to exchange wounds for wounds, and soon the balance of victory tipped in favor of the Demon Hunting Regiment.

After seven or eight of the native warriors had fallen, the remaining native warriors began to flee in all directions with a hurried whistle.

Of course, the demon warriors would not give up on these native warriors easily, they were tall, and although they were a little inconvenient to move in the jungle, they were extremely fast after all, and they chased after the native warriors......