In 1726, Wang Yuelou, a newcomer to the human race, issued a military order, and officials set up military attachés and civil officials. Wuwen was established as a 2:1 position to encourage the public to learn martial arts. As soon as the martial arts order was promulgated, the wind of folk martial arts practice was everywhere, and martial artists were everywhere.

In addition to some military attachés, more martial arts practitioners have to rely on their own skills to survive, those redundant martial artists or strong people who yearn for martial arts all their lives set up mercenaries, assassins, sects and various alliances, and some are unwilling to spread the supreme powerhouse only to teach their own descendants, and slowly become a huge martial arts family.

For a long time, whether it was the Assassin League or the sect families, they held a martial arts test for their younger generations every year, and if they met the requirements, they were sent to the Western Warcraft Mountains in batches to train.

Once the success is achieved, the strong man is splashed with other people's blood, stepping on thousands of soulless bones, and carrying countless ownerless heads from the bloody killing victory in the melee. This year, in order to get a better promotion, the people who passed the martial arts test are now all gathered in the edge towns of the Warcraft Mountain Range, waiting to enter the Warcraft Mountain Range with everyone.

Here, the Warcraft Mountain Range is where warriors should come, the murderous Warcraft, the attacks of assassins, and the betrayal of teammates, this is the battlefield of survival, here is the real charm of the world, and this is the place where the hero's dream is realized. But more often than not, it is also the nameless burial of the loser, and if there is no strength to fail, it can only leave all the forms and gods in the mountains and turn them into fertile soil to nourish the plants or shrubs here. Over time, the mountain range has become larger and wider, which is more conducive to the martial artists who come in later to become strong.

In the middle of the hot day, the dog about to suffer from heat stroke lay in the corner of the small nameless town, listlessly sticking out his long tongue, sucking hard the coolness of the hot air. Noon is the time when most Warcraft rests. It is also the best time to enter the Warcraft Mountains.

A large number of mercenaries began to enter the mountain range first, and the mercenaries were the most loyal regulars in the Warcraft Mountain Range. They relied on catching young demonic beasts in the mountains and selling them to high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants as pets, killing demonic beasts to obtain animal skins and transferring them to leather vendors, and killing demonic beasts above the third order to obtain magic stones, which earned money for a living.

Then there were the sects, and the small team of the family followed the large number of mercenaries into the house. They were used to following experienced mercenaries, but only to get in. When you get to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, you have to follow your own team, and the tall and dense woods will often make people lose their way and lose their direction.

A team of five people followed the mercenaries into the mountains, and when they reached the first junction, they went straight to the fork in the road. In the mountains, it is very common for mercenaries to kill people and rob goods for money, and they don't have to clean the battlefield. The presence of monsters will count any traces of them away. The five were dressed in uniform cyan costumes and tied in a high Taoist bun.

One of them, a strong man of two hundred and fifty figures, held two battle axes in his hands, and his face was full of beards, and he looked disgusting. There was also a handsome young man with a long knife like a sword hanging on his back but with a slightly curved tail that imitated a sword, and from his unsmiling vigilant appearance, it could be seen that he was the best skilled here, and he was also the one who gave orders in the five-person team. The other three immature faces were all carrying long swords, and one of them had a concave and convex figure, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was inlaid with precious stones. She was the only woman in the team.

The people in the sect rarely use two different weapons, and the five of them use three kinds of weapons, they should be experienced in the martial arts.

"Xue Qing, you go quickly, follow us. The bearded man with the axe called the sword-wielding woman in the back.

The woman named Xueru hurriedly ran a few steps and walked in the middle of the group. "Brother Li Ruobai, you don't wait for me. As he spoke, he took the hand of the young man with the knife on his back and shook it around his chest.

The young man with the knife glanced at Li Xueqing and continued to hurry, reminding the few people behind: "Brother Ding, Brother Yan, Andy, let's go quickly, now that batch of mercenaries has not gone far." They rushed back, and we couldn't match them. "Obviously, I was taught a lot of survival skills by my elders before I went out.

Li Xueqing was not angry, she followed them and walked up and down, picking a leaf on the side of the road from time to time and putting it in her mouth, she just said that she was out to play with her brothers, and there was no sense of crisis at all.

Five walkers, on the road that the mercenaries have stepped on for a long time, the distance is far away, and the sweat begins to form, and beans flow from the face to the chin and then drip onto the clothes, and the clothes in front of everyone are wet.

"It's okay to take a break, Brother Bai, I really can't walk. But no one spoke, so Li Xueru ran to the side of the strong man with the axe, bowed her head, and leaned on the strong man's arms to be coquettish. "Brother Ding, Xueqing knows that you love me the most, you can tell Brother Bai about it, my clothes are wet with sweat, let's take a rest." ”

The strong man with the axe and beard looked around, and everyone was really tired, so he tried to say: "Young Master Bai, after such a long journey, everyone is tired, why don't we rest on the spot for a while, eat some food and then hurry." ”

Listening to this dialogue, the young man with the knife on his back should be the one with the highest status in the family in the team, and the one who holds the axe is Li Ding, the strongest. In addition to the woman who holds the sword, the young one is Li Shihua, who is also the youngest in the team, and everyone calls him Andy. The remaining male swordsman is Li Yan.

The young man who made the knife still respected Brother Li Ding, who was older than him, and listened to what Li Dingyi said. Li Ruobai said: "Okay, Brother Ding, let's rest here for half an hour to replenish water and food, and then continue to hurry." ”

The four men sat cross-legged on the ground in a defensive posture in a back-to-back defensive position, all four pairs of eyes staring at the wind and grass around them, defending against the presence or attack of other teams and monsters. Only Li Xueqing, who was very idle, was standing and eating dry food, raising her head and taking small sips of water taken from her waist. Before they could eat well, they began to snort around them as soon as they sat down under the woods on the side of the road.