Wuwuyi sat in front of the horse and wandered on the plain with Gan.

Under Gan's violent training that almost equates to throwing a newborn baby into the river to learn swimming, Wuwuyi finally got used to riding on the horse. Although she still couldn't control the horses alone, she finally didn't have to tie them together with Gan.

"Walking further forward, there is another river basin," said Wuwuyi. "It is blocked from the Mississippi River, and we have no need to move forward."

“So does it lead to the sea?”

"That's true."

"Since it leads to the sea, it is connected to the Mississippi River." Gan said, "We and our enemies can start from the entrance of the Mississippi River and enter the entrance of the sea here. So we still have to draw a map."

"Hate~. If you want to stay with others for a while, you can just talk directly. Why do you find such an excuse?"

Wuwuyi leaned her back with a blushing face and lay down into Gan's not wide chest. Her relationship with Gan has developed quite well these days - at least that's what she thinks herself. Just like this time, children know that the sea is a place that humans cannot enter. From the entrance of one river to the entrance of another river along the entrance of another river, they heard that they were deliberately making excuses.

"Yes, you have to be careful next, don't separate. The closer you get to the south, the more the local tribes are, the more they tend toward Aztland." Gan looked ahead with all his concentration, "The situation of the nearby tribes, wuwu hey, do you know what do you know?"

"It's Wuwuyi! Oh, what a joke, I'm not a crybaby!"

Wuwuyi carefully corrected it once before answering:

"This place is too close to Aztland, and ordinary tribes will not move around here. Only the Mezcalello tribe at the end of the plains relies on the mountains to protect the Black Spring Holy Land."

"What kind of tribe is that?"

"It is a very tough tribe. Their magic can create a very powerful water barrier. Tribes will go to the mountains to hunt wild animals alone during the adult ceremony, and the fur they bring back will be peeled off and draped on them. Depending on the type of fur on their bodies, they will have different honors. The top warriors will wear bear skins, the second ones will wear wild boar fur, and then wolf skins and so on..."

"Are you talking about the people over there?"

Gan held the whip and pointed forward. Wuwuyi stretched out her head. At first she saw nothing, but as the horse continued to run forward, the shadows of two people appeared from afar in the vision. When he got closer, Wuwuyi saw the two men wearing wild boars and bears on their shoulders in their normal clothes.

"It's not like the Aztlan... In this position, it should be from the Mezcalello tribe."

"Okay!" Gan waved the whip, "Let's go up and say hello and ask about the situation!"

The horses under him suddenly accelerated, and Wuwuyi was so scared that he hurriedly hugged the horse's head. She shouted loudly: "Wait a minute! The Mezcalero tribe and the Aztland people have formed an alliance! We will fight when we run over like this!"

Who knew that Gan suddenly became excited, and the horse's speed increased instead of reducing: "There is such a good thing? I haven't had a duel for a long time!"

The two warriors of the Mezcalello tribe were rushing to Rouquan to find a doctor. When they heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind, they quickly turned around. But when Gan pressed his hand on Wuwuyi's shoulder, he jumped up from the horse, and after landing, he rushed towards the two tribes at a faster speed than the horse!

"Gan...wait a minute, I...I can't ride a horse yet!"

Wuwuyi, who was left on the horse's back, was so scared that she hugged the horse's neck tighter, but in the midst of the bumps, she fell off the horse's back and rolled several times on the ground. However, Gan ignored all this. He stared at the two tribes in front of him excitedly, and held two daggers into his own hands while running.

The warriors of the two tribes noticed that something was wrong and quickly lifted up the short spear in their hands. At the same time, they recited a magic spell in their mouths. Gan only ran halfway, and a huge water curtain spurted out of thin air from the ground, blocking the middle between Gan and the two warriors.

Gan's eyes shot up with an increasingly excited light. He accelerated his pace, dragging a series of afterimages on the plain, and rushed into the water curtain without hesitation at a speed several times faster than the arrow from the string!

The moment he touched the water curtain, Gan's speed suddenly stopped. The surging undercurrent hidden under the quiet water curtain applied great resistance to Gan's whole body, as if he had tied a heavy stone of thousands of pounds behind it. As he continued to go deeper into the depths of the water curtain, Gan's speed almost stopped. Before he could pass the water curtain, the two tribes stabbed the short spears behind the water curtain. Gan tried to block it with a dagger, but his arms became extremely heavy due to the resistance of the water curtain. He only barely opened one of the short spears, and the other stabbed him in the waist.

Gan hurriedly retreated. Fortunately, he was not as hard as moving forward. He quickly retreated to the outside of the water curtain. The stabbing of the stone spear made his waist very painful. Fortunately, he was protected by leather armor, so he was not stabbed.

The two tribal warriors succeeded in one blow, but did not pursue him. Gan retreated, and they also shrank behind the water scene, carefully watching Dan's every move, and seized the gap to expand the scope of the water curtain until they wrapped them all up and down.

"Who are you?" they shouted, "Why do you attack us suddenly?"

"You are allies of Aztland, so why do you ask so much?"

Gan rubbed his waist, and a cheerful smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the frustration just now made him very happy.

"I just want to kill you two, or be beaten to death by you two."

Before he finished speaking, his body turned into a afterimage again and rushed towards the water curtain. Just when the two tribe warriors thought he wanted to rush in for the second time, Gan Ke surrounded the water curtain and turned around at a speed beyond common sense.

At the beginning, the two warriors could still capture Gan's body. But as Gan accelerated again and again, his afterimage was fixed around the water curtain like a real existence. The two warriors knew that they had encountered a difficult opponent, and they were facing a great enemy with their backs on their backs.

At some point, an influence suddenly flashed forward.

"It's right here!"

One warrior shouted loudly and stabbed the short spear. Another warrior also turned around in the sound - the short spear pierced the empty space, and there was nothing but the water curtain.
Chapter completed!