The Red Smoke Beast of the Magic Mountain is the symbol of the king of the Crab Claw Peninsula, and a group of 100 people slowly walk forward on the plains of the Fuka Valley.

A troop of cavalry, twelve horsemen in all, rushed ahead, pulling out a dusty tail flame.

The cavalry came like a storm, the horsemanship was exquisite, and the purebred horses were generally taller and more vigorous than the horses outside. The members of the scout team were still far away, and the horses smelled the breath of the red smoke beast, and they all slowed down, and finally no matter how the master scolded and whipped, they just retreated, refusing to move forward.

War horses are afraid of the Red Smoke Beast, which requires the owner to slowly give them a process of adaptation.

The scouts were helpless, and they were also frightened by the fierceness of the Red Smoke Beast, and under the leadership of the captain, everyone turned over and dismounted, and forcibly led the horses to meet the magic mountain.

Before getting close, the war horse refused to take another step forward, and one of the scouts was irritable and in a hurry, and the war horse suddenly stood up, broke free from the reins, and ran away in shock.

The soldier did not go after the horse first, but knelt down on one knee with his comrades to meet the Magic Mountain.

The leader spoke aloud in lingua franca, "The Fuqua tribe's scout Edith squad meets Lord Gregor, King of the Crab Claw Peninsula. ”

Demon Mountain looked at the group of scouts from the Red Smoke Beast, and raised the palm of his right hand slightly, motioning for them to get up.

The soldiers of the Edith squad stood up together, and their eyes were full of frenzy as they looked at the Magic Mountain.

They were recruits trained by Sir Jacologge, the first time they had seen the King of the Peninsula who had been recognized by the Red Smoke Beast. The recruits had never seen the Demon Mountain before, but all of them knew the Red Smoke Beast. The man in the saddle of the Red Smoke Beast is naturally the king of the Crab Claw Peninsula.

Seeing the twelve cavalrymen of the Demon Mountain, they were all amazed by the Demon Mountain, the arms of the Demon Mountain were as thick as the trunk of a big tree, the burly and majestic body of the giant, the mighty momentum, the hilt of the huge two-handed giant sword stretched out obliquely from the left shoulder, like a flame of red smoke beast, and the eyes of the red smoke beast were redder than rubies...... Every place shocked and excited the recruits......

These cavalrymen have also heard a lot of stories about the invincible tribal leaders of the Crab Claw Peninsula led by Magic Mountain, and they are all familiar with it, and they can tell every battle story of Magic Mountain......

Some people live to be legends while they are alive. In the hearts of the people and warriors of the Crab Claw Peninsula, the Magic Mountain has become an unrivaled legend since the Red Smoke Beast recognized its mastership......

The scouts led the way, and the group of Demon Mountain ran towards the valley plains.

"Who's the captain?" asked Magic Mountain.

"Lord Duke, it's me. My name is Edith Foka. ”

The mountain saw that Edith's weapon was a scimitar, which was a huge arc shape, unlike the Dothraki scimitar, which had a scimitar in front and a straight sword in the back. This scimitar is suitable for dragging and slashing when the horse is charging, and if the armor is not worn, the wound will reach the longest. If it is armor piercing, it will also leave long knife marks on the armor due to the drag of the knife.

This scimitar also has the advantage that the rebound of the slash will be minimized. In the case of a straight sword, all the power of the slash will bounce back to your arm.

"How many people are in General Jekoloch's cavalry?"

"Lord Duke, General Jaco has recruited warriors of the peninsula in the valley plains, and there are currently a total of eight hundred new cavalry, two hundred reserve new cavalry, eight hundred infantry soldiers, and one thousand recruit soldiers. ”

With a mixed cavalry of two hundred and three thousand men, it is an absolutely formidable legion.

The little devil's heart shook slightly, before the war, the most powerful nobleman in the Western Realm, the Chariot family, had a family legion of only three thousand people. The Lannisters' private army is no more than 3,000 men.

The tribal warriors of the Crab Claw Peninsula are all strong in individual combat, far exceeding the combat power of the noble soldiers outside, and their weaknesses lie in discipline and battle formations. When it came to battle, everyone competed to see who could run faster and who would rush into the enemy's ranks first and slash and slash, with no queues, no discipline and formation changes.

The Magic Mountain asked Sir Jacko to come here to recruit and train soldiers, without training the basic fighting skills of the warriors, nor did they need to train the brave qualities of the warriors, these warriors have been out of the level of bravery, and their combat can only be described as cruel and ruthless. Jacko came here just to train the soldiers of the peninsula to listen to military orders, line up in line, arrange formations, and change formations in actual combat.

The little devil felt strange in his heart, he really couldn't see where the so-called recruit scouts were 'new'? It was obviously a team of old spicy cavalry that had been precipitated by blood and fire, but it was the new cavalry of the Magic Mountain.

The warriors of the Crab Claw Peninsula, no matter how powerful they were before and how famous they were among the tribes, as long as they just joined the legions of the Magic Mountain, they were all recruits.

In terms of combat effectiveness, blood and fire precipitation, combat skills and various combat experiences, most of the recruits on the peninsula are a little stronger than the veterans who have been baptized by war outside, not because of their skills and experience, but in terms of cruelty. Cruelty is not reflected in battle, but most importantly in psychology.

To put it in layman's terms, the warriors of the peninsula are not afraid of death and do not hesitate to die. They are very ruthless to their enemies, but they are also ruthless to themselves.

Half an hour later, there was a faint thunderstorm in front, and the height of the magic mountain could be seen far away, only to see a burst of smoke and dust rolling in the distance, accompanied by the approach of smoke and dust, and the sound of horses' hooves like thunder struck.

The Demon Mountain reined in the Red Smoke Beast, and the team stopped.

I saw that on the valley plain avenue in front of me, three flags were coming towards the wind, one was the Red Smoke Beast Ice Sword Banner of the Demon Mountain, the other was the Scimitar Banner of the Fuka Tribe, and the other was the Rocky Family's Scorpion-tailed Beast Banner.

Led by General Jecologge, Lady Dortikuntina, and Officer Thomas Mann, hundreds of cavalry from the peninsula roared like wild lions and wolves.

Although hundreds of cavalry ran out of the momentum of thousands of horses, not a single horse dared to come forward. The fierce aura of the Red Smoke Beast was like the natural enemy of the war horses, and the pair of red eyes full of murderous aura were as red as blood.

Jecolotche's war horse has been replaced by the peninsula's divine horse warhorse, which is much taller and stronger than the previous war horse, and its speed, strength, attack, endurance and combat effectiveness are all the best choices. But no matter how many gods the horse is, in front of the Red Smoke Beast, it immediately transforms into a frightened little rabbit.

Jacologge had to stop at a distance, and the entire cavalry came to a halt together, and even the horses of Lady Dorthy, the Blood Witch, refused to take another half step.

The magic mountain and the red smoke beast are majestic and majestic, like a giant god riding a divine beast from the sky.

The Magic Mountain is a mountain mountain in the mountains, and the Red Smoke Beast is a famous magical creature among the pack beasts, not only to help its master stab enemies to death, but also to have a very sensitive self-protection.

After greeting each other, the Magic Mountain received the chorus of 800 cavalrymen: "King of the Peninsula, King of the Peninsula, King of the Peninsula!"

Mrs. Dourty walked up: "Lord Duke, we have already received your raven letter, do you need me to help you gouge out the eyes of the Prime Minister?"

"Yes, ma'am!"