From the walls of the city to the north, the location of those walls stretches to the edge of the canyon of the North Fortress, and suspicious locations must be searched, but these walls have existed for a long time, and the road away from the city wall has long been blocked by various small trees and thorns, and then to the north, close to the bright clouds, is the forest of the tree people. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that the night is coming, it is just that these knights are used to this kind of dim sky, and there is no difference between day and night, it is nothing more than entering those unknown places, needing to light a torch and move forward.

{Nadok, go prepare a damn stove so that we can have a constant source of fire.} ｝

The necessary dry food and water bottles were placed on top of the horses, and when they felt that they were not fastened enough, they shook them a few times, and when they entered a dangerous place, these were all life-saving straws, and they did not dare to slack off, and a few people in the other place moved quickly, and they were already sorting out their equipment, which was a new fit armor.

{Damn the hell weather.} ｝

The dim clouds rolled, and the knights of Podoree cursed the damned clouds. The equipment they wore was new, dry and comfortable, and it looked like they were going to have to move through the rain tonight.

A dilapidated carriage was pulled in with a fixed stove on it, which was their hope against the cold.

{Who carried the compass and the map?} The Podoree knight roared: {Hurry up, we're going to get into the forest before the storm comes, those damn monsters won't dig a hole in the flat hills.} ｝

The compass and map were in Nadok's hands, and he seemed to have gained more trust from Podole.

{Hey, little thing, you don't need something to eat.} The knights stared at Gael, but Podoli had no intention of treating this disgusting witch like a warrior like Duke Carson did: {That's you, get off your horse and get some dry rations.} ｝

A pair of angry eyes, these people wanted to find a reason to repair him, so he jumped off his horse with interest, took two leaf-wrapped dry rations and put them in his bosom, climbed on the horse, and waited quietly for the knights to hang their horses and pull the stove cart.

{All ready, my brave Searle warriors, go.} The knight of Podole, who had gone to Girma, handed the trumpet to Gael, and said angrily: {If we are in danger, you will immediately hide and blow this trumpet.} ｝

When he said these words, Gale heard the desperation between his words, and the knights of more than ten meters did not have time to blow the horn in battle, and most of them were just a dying counterattack. Gail nodded, and stuck the small horn at his waist.

He said: {When there is danger, the trumpet must not stop, so that the supporters can find their way.} ｝

The temperature became a little unusual, and the group left the city of Mar and went up on their own, and after a short time they branched into the hills, and stood on a slightly higher hill, looking out over the flat meadows of the hills, and looking out into the dense forest.

{From there, we go into the forest.} He said: {To prevent getting lost, led by Naddock, if you find an anomalous deep hole in the ground, you must look carefully and mark it on a map.} ｝

The cold wind blew, and the dim clouds overhead seemed to become very anxious, surging wantonly, and the storm was coming, but at this time, Po Duolie was more worried that the city of Mar was in a torrential rain, and the water level under the canyon rose too fast, and the sea god was raging, once the city defense knights and heavy soldiers were defeated, and then the rope bridge was erected from the opposite side, I am afraid, disaster was inevitable.

The cycling team slowly entered the dense forest, and when they moved forward, with the coming of night, there was no light in the whole dense forest, and the surrounding was surprisingly quiet, and the cooing sounds came and went, resounding in the dense forest. This dense forest, which has never been set foot in, has a large area on the map, and Nadok knows that his every move is related to the safety of a dozen people, and once lost, he will enter the forest from the dense forest, and the deviation route may also encounter various unknown dangers.

Whew, the torches around lit.

He slowly looked around at the compass and compared it, observing the outline of the trees and the height of the canopy, which is also the difference between a dense forest and a forest.

{To the north, this.} ｝

The dilapidated stove cart was so compact that the whole team could freely pass between the two trees, and as they gradually descended into the dense forest, except for the sound of dead wood trampled by horses on the ground, it was surprisingly quiet all around, and the ashes that fell from the burning torches were like the starlight of the vast galaxy.

The strange sound flickered far and near, but in an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

In the dark forest, there were high and low, and the knights were divided into groups of three with a total of five lines, spaced apart and wide, and stretched into horizontal formations, and they felt that this would not let go of any suspicious places. Although those strange noises reverberated around the dense forest from time to time, the mighty Sercels were not afraid of them.

As long as you can find the place where the Dark Lord - the Witch Regent can infiltrate, even the most dangerous place will be split by the blade of light.

Suddenly, a strange commotion came from the canopy at the top, and the horses were convulsed and restless, and the knight of Nadoc cried out: {Quick, find something to cover the horses' eyes and ears.} ｝

The horses felt the fear. What was it, Gale grabbed the magic wand, but did not pull it out from his waist, his eyes were fixed on the surroundings like a torch, and strange sounds echoed in the dense forest;

{Anyone who prying into secrets will die.} ｝

{You will die in it.} ｝

A sharp, evil voice echoed through the forest.

Gail yelled, {No, Witch Regent's voice!} ｝

{Quick, go back the way you came.} The knights of Podolie shouted: {Hurry!Hurry!}

{You can't escape.} The voice of the Witch King came again, and the horses convulsed, spun in circles, as if they had lost their souls, and at last leaped to their feet and fled in all directions.

When the sound died down, there was silence all around, and they had lost twelve horses, and only three remained, but when the horses were in a convulsion, the dry rations also fell. In the dim and chaotic surroundings, like the battlefield, as he retrieved the scattered dry food, Nadok exclaimed: {No, damn it, this can't be true.} ｝

The horse suddenly convulsed, and the compass that fell down was crushed by the horse's hooves, leaving only an empty shell. Although a dozen Searle warriors came with a mortal heart, they could not help but feel some frustration and lament for the helplessness of being trapped in the darkness in front of them, and in the dense forest of the night, there was no compass to move forward, such as looking for the way forward in a labyrinth.

Gail, who was stunned by the horses, could not find his way back.

{Huoktor!} The magic wand lit the fire, and he groped around for the traces of the horses' hooves, but the ground around him had nothing to gain except for the black and sticky surface of dead wood and all kinds of debris, and said in frustration: {It seems that we should hold on to the stove cart and find a dry place, otherwise we may be trapped here forever.} ｝