At the end of the Long Tail Mountains, an endless beacon border separates the Gray Fifteenth District from the Fourteenth District.

Further beyond is the vast wilderness plain that stretches as far as the eye can see, and that bare and cold barren land is the land of the Wranglers, the paradise of the uncivilized savage Wranglers.

On flat ground, the Rangers of any country have a headache for this group of terrifying "demon whips".

"Uncle, I'll drive",

Ye Ran walked out of the carriage, put the Cleaver spear on his lap, and glanced back, just opposite the four eyes of the hidden dragon.

Magrian handed him the bag of wine and said with a smile: "Boy, I'm afraid that my uncle will be scared by those wranglers."

"Thank you", Ye Ran took the bag and nodded noncommittally.

In front of him, a topless wrangler on a tall horse with a necklace of bones around his neck could already be seen.

They were all painted with clay paint, and if they sat on horseback and did not move, they looked like clay statues.

Margarian smiled: "Young man, don't underestimate uncles like us, I was a brilliant adventurer when I was young, and I have long dealt with this group of wranglers",

"We are very lucky, this trip is safe, this group of nomads does not buy anyone's account, but God makes an exception",

As the carriage went on, the group of wranglers, with their bows on their backs and scimitars on their waists, saw them too, and their whips slammed their mounts down their hips.

Ye Ran looked coldly at the approaching Wrangler, with a faint smile on his face: "The strength on their bodies is not weak",

Magrian said: "The Wrangler's fighting style is similar to that of the Wrestler Palace, the flesh is strong, and the strength is not weak, if you fight alone, I am afraid that it may not be the opponent of the group of wrestlers, but when the number of Wranglers exceeds 100, their combat power will undergo a qualitative change, a long time ago the Wranglers were called 'Bone Swallow Clan', at that time there was a saying among the Romans who had been driven to the white area, 'Bone Swallow is less than 10,000, full of 10,000 invincible'",

"At the beginning, the eight thousand bone true mountain cavalry were able to defeat Roman and Bolan, and now the Wranglers have more than 100,000 people under the leadership of 'Demon Allah Attila, and they have long been among the seven kingdoms, although they don't even have a country name'",

"'Allah the Devil",

It sounds like a bluff, but Ye Ran doesn't read much and hasn't heard of this name.

Magrian shook his head and said, "Trust me, no one will want to deal with that guy",

After taking a sip of wine, Margarion looked at the tent in the distance, his eyes becoming ethereal.

The sound of the horse's hooves was heard, and only two wranglers rode their horses, and the wrangler, who had been robbing for a living, seemed to think that it would take no effort to plunder such a carriage, and the wrangler with a skeletal mask on the left side of the carriage was still a hundred paces away, and he shot an arrow with his bow and arrow.

He shot very accurately, and the rough long arrow made of fine iron was shooting between Ye Ran and Margarion, grazing their cheeks.

It's just that this kind of speed is not amazing in Ye Ran's opinion, before the long arrow hit the carriage, he reached out and held the long arrow, broke the long arrow and threw it on the ground, spun the Cleaver big gun in his hand and walked off the carriage.

"Xia Li, I'll meet them first",

"I'm just going to give you two minutes",

"Enough",

Ye Ran dragged the big gun and strode towards the Wrangler.

The two wranglers looked at each other with a cat-and-mouse grin on their faces.

One of them wore a skeletal mask, and the other had scars on his face, both muscular, painted with mud.

For a wrangler who hunts all year round, there's nothing more exciting than encountering a struggling prey.

However, Ye Ran's next action made them angry, he took ten steps forward and stopped, beckoned to the two wranglers, and stuck the big gun on the ground.

The wrangler, whose face was scarred, turned grim, and with a sound of "Ula", he pulled out the scimitar on his waist and urged the horse to rush forward.

"Ulla" means to kill in the language of the wranglers.

He was about to slash the creature who dared to despise him with his own hands, and the skeletal mask wrangled at him a few times, as if to warn him of something, but the anger had made the young wrangler lose his mind.

The horses roared, the hunters neighed, and a cold light swept over the wrangler's scimitar and fell.

A savage but very skillful knife, the Wrangler doesn't pay attention to any knife skills, knife moves, they use all the outlaw knife skills learned in the bloody battle.

In the battle of life and death, it is often so swift, and a knife is separated by yin and yang.

However, this time the battle of life and death was an exception, and the Wrangler, whose face was scarred, fell with a knife, and his whole body stiffened.

Ye Ran held the horse's head with one hand and grabbed his hand holding the knife with the other, the barbarian people, the savage horses couldn't move under his strength.

Under the suppression of the power, the horse neighed, and the front hooves knelt on the ground and no longer struggled, but the wrangler was furious, his right hand let go, and his left hand was in his hand, and after the flexible knife change technique, it was a fierce knife that stabbed Ye Ran in the abdomen.

But it was not the sound of a blade piercing flesh, but the sound of a wrist being twisted.

Ye then broke his left hand holding the knife first, the Wrangler has brute strength, but compared to his Er's strength, it is so bad after all.

"Ula",

The wrangler, wearing the skeletal mask, no longer looked at the wall, drew the large arrow behind his back and bent his bow, the large iron arrow that was a meter long was by no means comparable to the hunter of the hunter's pit and the feathered arrow of the elves, this kind of arrow was enough to shoot through a bear.

Ye Ran sneered and kicked the Wrangler, who was still desperately fighting back, and twisted his arms and neck to block his eyes.

The wrangler in the bone mask only hesitated for a moment, and his eyes showed a cruel murderous intent, and the long arrow in his hand was ready to attack.

"Alright, it's two minutes up",

At this moment, Xia Li stepped down from the carriage behind, she straightened her clothes, and took out the god card of the Tianyuan Divine Envoy from her arms.

The wrangler with the skeletal mask first looked at the card suspiciously, but then the murderous intent in his eyes rose again, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the long arrow flew in, and he didn't care about the lives of his companions in the slightest.

Xia Li couldn't help frowning, back then, the Tianyuan Divine Envoy saved the Wrangler's one hundred and thirty-three lives, and Attila personally ordered the Wrangler to never embarrass the person who had the Divine Envoy Token, why did this person dare to knowingly commit it?

You must know that the Wrangler never dared to disobey Attila's orders.

Ye Ran also frowned, let the iron arrow into the hostage's heart, and then he heard a louder "Ula" sound, and the wranglers near the tent all looked like they were facing a great enemy.

A stream of blazing fire appeared above the wasteland, and the wrangler in the bone mask turned back in horror.

A black steed came slowly from the end of the wasteland, its four hooves stepped on the raging fire, and there was wolf smoke everywhere it passed, and a knight on horseback was wrapped in black armor, and the black spear in his hand was like a deadly death, and the mask of redemption on his face shone in the flames.