"Let them find out for themselves, this time is more dangerous than all our previous adventures, and that's all we old guys can do for them, this trip to another world, I don't know how long it will take to come back......!"

"Second brother and sister-in-law, do you really want me to gather the demonic beasts and protect my nephew and them from the Winter Spring Wilderness?"

"No, if they can't even solve this difficulty, then how can they become the prophesied people? Don't think I don't know, you quietly prepared a few Warcraft mounts for them. ”

Candita snapped.

But he didn't blame Berkan.

"Hey...... Second brother, you also discovered this?"

Berkan scratched his head with a wry smile, looking a little innocent.

In the past few days, after he knew about the situation of Lance and them, he quietly subdued a few magical beasts that were good at running in the Winter Spring Wilderness, and then secretly hid not far from the cave for Lance and them to use.

If you are chased by wolf cavalry in the Winterspring Wilderness and have no mounts, there is no other way but to fight hard.

"Well, the little bugs are kind too. ”

Keith looked at the attentive Berkan, smiled slightly, and then said to Candita and Bernie, who seemed a little angry.

These two guys with knives and tofu hearts often say things that are not right, but how can she, a mother, not see their care for the two children.

"But ......"

When Candita was about to quibble, Keith glared at him and continued: "You two, one of you doesn't say anything, and the other doesn't say it in the right heart, I haven't said anything yet!

“......”

——————

Not long after Candita and the others left, in the wilderness fifty miles away from the cave.

There are thousands of wolves riding and ready to go.

The leader is a giant man with a fierce face and a height of more than two meters.

Underneath him rode a huge wolf twice the size of the usual wolf, covered in pitch-black fur, but with a bloodthirsty glint in its eyes.

This vicious wolf was not an ordinary wolf, but a bloodthirsty demonic wolf beast whose strength surpassed that of the middle of the high-level realm.

And the one who rode this vicious wolf was none other than the leader of the famous Bloodfang tribe in the Western tribal forces, Grom Bloodfang.

His strength is the same as that of General Patton, and he is also in the middle of the high-level realm.

But he has a bloodthirsty and cruelty that even the savage Western tribal powers can't accept.

It was Grom's wolf cavalry that launched a siege on Lance and the others before.

However, they unfortunately encountered Candita and the others, and after losing hundreds of wolf horses, they had to flee in defeat.

No one was unaware of the horror of the strength of the Great Rank Realm, not even Grom Bloodfang.

Grom Bloodfang understood that if these two masters of the Great Rank Realm strength did not leave, then he could only send a few elders from the tribe to join forces to encircle Barton and Morrison.

However, just as he was preparing for the worst, several wolf cavalry scouts were not far away, galloping towards him, and only stopped when he came directly to Grom Bloodfang.

One of the wolf cavalry scouts at the head said loudly to Grom: "Lord Chief, those few Great Rank Realm masters have left, and it seems that they are heading towards the Winter Spring Tavern, I have sent someone to follow secretly, and I will reply to the news as soon as there is information." ”

"Very well, what about our prey?"

"Looking back, Lord Leader, the prey is moving in the direction of the underground cave, I don't know when, each of them has a reindeer beast, which may have a certain impact on our pursuit. ”

While the wolf rider scout was answering Grom Bloodfang's question, a short, thin old man rode up to Grom on a wolf.

"Wizard Zaglaral, do you have something to say?"

Judging from Grom Bloodfang's respectful attitude, it can be seen that this wizard called Zaglar has a transcendent position in the Bloodfang Tribe.

"Grom, the terrain in the underground caverns is complex, and there are many sinister and cunning goblins living in them, and Barton wants to take advantage of their small number of people and flexibility to deal with us. ”

Wizard Zagral said, brushing through his sparse gray nonsense.

Seeing that Grom's face was a little solemn, Zaglar sneered and continued: "They now have several reindeer beasts, and it is a bit difficult for us to pursue them, but ......"

"Oh, Wizard Zaglaral, but what's ......?"

"Hmph...... Grom, do you know where the gap between you and Barton is?"

At that moment, Zaglar asked an incoherent question, which made Grom stunned and dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing Grom's puzzled look, Wizard Zaglar continued earnestly: "Although your single strength is stronger than Barton, you lack Barton's calmness and composure, your few defeats are the losses you are anxious about, and in the future, you will have to lead the Blood Fang Tribe to unify the entire Western world, so you have to change your frizzy character." ”

"Yes, Wizard Zagral is right, I must change this frizzy personality. ”

Grom, who was taught a lesson by Wizard Zaglar. Instead of having a seizure, he humbly bowed his head to Wizard Zaglar.

Who is this Zagral wizard?

Why would the cruel and irascible Gram Bloodfang do what he says?

This has to start with the beliefs of the Western tribes.

Western tribes worship sorcerers, but these sorcerers are not the usual magicians found on the continent of Kostana.

They cannot communicate with the elements, but they can claim power from the gods they believe in.

However, this god is not the "God of Twilight" that most people believe in on the continent of Kostana.

Because the gods that many tribes believe in are not the same, and some even stand on opposite gods, thousands of years have passed, and the power of the Western tribes is still like a plate of scattered sand, and even wars of different scales often occur between tribes.

And the sorcerer in the tribe is the only messenger in the tribe who can communicate with it.

Therefore, the status of each tribal sorcerer in the clan is the highest.

"The God of Blood Fang has a new will, and I need you to bring back that blond boy, as for the Barton Batcheld who has been fighting against you for decades, the God of Blood Fang doesn't care, let them fight against fate underground, and as for that thing, let the people of the Tribal Alliance take care of it. ”

"Yes, Wizard Zaglar, I know what to do!"

Grom straightened up, and although there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, he didn't dare to disobey the will of the God of Blood Fangs.

Then he shouted to the four different wolf riders not far behind him: "The four bloody wolf riders obey the order, immediately pursue, block their retreat, I need to capture the blonde boy alive." ”

"Roar...... Ulla...... Ulla...... Whew......"

With the roar of the four blood wolf riders and the howl of the wolves, each of them led fifty elite wolf riders to gallop towards Lance and them.

————————

After leaving the Berkan snake, Lance and the others rode the reindeer beasts prepared for them by Berkan, and were walking in the direction of the underground cave according to the original plan.

But they had other plans.

If the Western tribal forces that pursued them stopped pursuing them because of the intimidation of the strength of the Candita Great-Order Realm, then they would change their plans and march back to the Southern Kingdom by the regular route.

However, with a few chirpings of the Giant Winged Vulture in the air, this thought was completely dispelled.

"General Patton, it's time to come, we're going to speed up and go to the underground caverns!"

Seeing the smoke and dust in the wilderness dozens of miles away, which had been stirred up by the running of wolf riders, Lance shook his head and said to General Patton.

Sure enough, you can't leave anything to chance.

Although he and Ike have significantly improved their strength in the past few days, looking at the momentum of these wolf riders, there are at least two hundred riders, which is not something they can confront head-on.

At the moment, the only way to reach the underground cave as quickly as possible, and then use the terrain advantage to eliminate the advantage of the wolf cavalry in numbers and charges, and break them down individually, is the best way.

"Okay, let's go, drive ......"

After hearing Lance's words, General Patton clipped the reindeer beast's abdomen without looking back, and the reindeer beast, which was already extremely good at running, suddenly accelerated, and actually ran at twice the speed of the regular war horse.

Lance, Ike, and Morrison also followed General Patton's movements, and with a slam of the reindeermon's abdomen, the three reindeer beasts caught up with General Patton's pace at great speed.

But just as the reindeer beast rushed out, Lance and Ike were surprised to find that although Morrison was just an ordinary person, his riding skills were extremely exquisite.

Morrison, who was originally half a beat behind General Patton, was vaguely side by side with General Patton after an acceleration.

Although this was a bit surprising, Lance and Ike did not dare to be distracted.

Because the speed of the reindeer beast is too fast, Lance and Ike, who are average riders, need to concentrate more on controlling the reindeer beast running under the seat.

However, it was only half a smoke, and Lance and Ike were used to this speed.

However, due to this short-term discomfort, among the wolf cavalry chasing behind them, there were already several unique wolf cavalry that overtook their ranks, bringing them closer and closer to Lance and the others.

Obviously, these horses are not ordinary wolf cavalry, they are the famous four-blooded wolf cavalry under Grom.

Seeing that the distance was getting closer and closer, Lance began to feel a little anxious.

He was not afraid of fighting with these blood wolf riders, but if they were dragged by these horses and then caught in the siege of the wolf cavalry behind them, it would be another battle of life and death.