Wuwuyi sat in front of the horse and walked with Gan on the great plain.
Under Gan's violent training, which was almost equivalent to throwing a newborn baby into the river to learn to swim, Wuwuyi finally got used to riding on horseback. Although she still couldn't control the horse on her own, she finally didn't have to use ropes to tie them together.
"Further ahead, there is another river basin." Wuwuyi said, "It is connected to the Mississippi River. There is no need for us to move forward."
"And does it lead to the sea?"
"That makes sense."
"Since it leads to the sea, it is connected to the Mississippi River," Gan said. "Both we and the enemy can start from the mouth of the Mississippi River and enter the mouth of the sea here. So we still have to draw a map."
"I hate it~. If you want to stay with me for a while, you can just say so. Why are you making such an excuse?"
Wuwuyi blushed and leaned her back, lying on Gan Shangbu's broad chest. Her relationship with Gan has been developing well these days - at least that's what she thinks. Just like this time, children all know that the sea is a place that humans cannot enter. From the mouth of one river to the sea along the sea to the mouth of another river, it is deliberately making excuses.
"Yeah, you have to be careful next time and don't separate. The closer you get to the south, the more the local tribes will lean towards Aztlan." Gan stared at the front with all his concentration. "The situation of the nearby tribes, ugh, ugh. Do you know anything?"
"It's Wuwuyi! Oooh, ouch or something, I'm not a crybaby!"
Wuwuyi corrected her carefully once before replying:
"This place is too close to Aztlan, and ordinary tribes will not move around here. Only the Mescalero tribe at the end of the plain relies on the mountains to protect the Holy Land of Black Spring."
"What kind of tribe is that?"
"It is a very tough tribe, and their magic can create a very powerful water barrier. The tribesmen will go into the mountains alone to hunt wild animals during the coming-of-age ceremony, and the animal skins brought back will be peeled off and draped on them. According to the body Depending on the type of fur, they will have different honors. The top warriors will wear bear skins, the next best will wear wild boar skins, and then wolf skins and the like..."
"Are you talking about the people over there?"
Gan pointed forward with his riding crop. Wuwuyi stretched out her head. She saw nothing at first, but as the horse kept running forward, the shadows of two people appeared in the distance in her field of vision. After getting closer, Wuwuyi saw that the two men were wearing wild boar and bear furs on their shoulders in addition to their normal clothes.
"It doesn't look like the Aztlan people... In this position, they should belong to the Mescalero Department."
"Okay!" Gan waved his riding crop, "Let's go up and say hello and ask about the situation!"
The horse under him suddenly accelerated, and Wuwuyi was so frightened that he hugged the horse's head. She just heard her shout loudly: "Wait a minute! The Mescalero tribe and the Aztlan people have formed an alliance! If we run over like this, we will fight!"
Unexpectedly, Gan suddenly became excited, and the horse's speed increased instead of slowing down: "Is there such a good thing? I haven't had a duel for a long time!"
The two warriors from the Mescalero tribe were on their way to Rouquan to seek medical treatment. Hearing the increasingly rapid sound of horse hooves coming from behind, they turned around quickly. But when Gan pressed his hand on Wuwuyi's shoulder, he jumped up from his horse, and after landing, he rushed towards the two tribesmen faster than the horse!
"Gan...wait a minute, I...I don't know how to ride a horse yet!"
Wuwuyi, who was left on the horse, was so frightened that she hugged the horse's neck tighter, but in the bumps, she still fell off the horse and rolled several times on the ground. But Gan completely ignored all this. He stared excitedly at the two tribesmen in front of him, and held the two daggers in his hands while running.
The warriors of the two tribes realized that something was wrong and quickly raised the short spears in their hands. At the same time, he recited a magical incantation in his mouth. Gan only ran halfway when a huge curtain of water erupted from the ground out of thin air, blocking the way between Gan and the two warriors.
Gan's eyes shone with increasing excitement. He quickened his pace, causing his body to drag out a series of afterimages on the plain, and rushed into the water curtain without any hesitation at a speed several times faster than the arrow from the string!
The moment he touched the water curtain, Gan's speed suddenly froze. The surging undercurrent hidden under the quiet water curtain exerted great resistance on Gan's whole body, as if a heavy stone of a thousand kilograms was tied behind it. As he continued deeper into the water curtain, Gan's speed almost stopped. Before he could pass through the water curtain, the two tribesmen thrust their short spears through the water curtain. Gan tried to block it with a dagger, but his arm became extremely heavy due to the resistance of the water curtain. He barely managed to deflect one of the short spears, while another stabbed him in the waist.
Gan quickly retreated. Fortunately, going back is not as strenuous as going forward. He quickly retreated to the outside of the water curtain. The stabbing of the stone spear caused great pain in his waist. Fortunately, he was protected by leather armor and was not stabbed.
The two tribal warriors succeeded with one blow, but did not pursue them. Gan retreated, and they also shrank behind the water curtain, carefully watching Dan's every move, and seizing this gap to expand the scope of the water curtain until it covered them both above and below.
"Who are you?" they asked, "Why did you suddenly attack us?"
"You are allies of Aztlan, so why do you ask so many questions?"
Gan rubbed his waist, with a cheerful smile on his lips, as if the frustration just now made him very happy.
"I just want to beat you two to death, or be beaten to death by you two."
Before he finished speaking, his body turned into an afterimage again and rushed towards the water curtain. Just when the two tribal warriors thought he wanted to rush in for the second time, Gan circled around the water curtain at a speed that was beyond normal.
At the beginning, the two warriors were able to capture Gan's body. But as Gan accelerated again and again, his afterimages were fixed around the water curtain as if they were real. The two warriors knew that they had encountered a formidable opponent, back to back, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
At a certain moment, an influence suddenly flashed forward.
"right here!"
A warrior shouted loudly and thrust the short spear through. Another warrior followed the sound and turned around - his short spear was pierced through the air. There was nothing there except the water curtain.
In the brief moment before their bodies had time to react, the afterimages disappeared. After that, a chill flashed across their ankles at the same time. The coolness quickly turned to heat, followed by a heartbreaking pain. They fell to the ground holding their feet, only to see Gan breaking into the water curtain at some point, licking the blood from the dagger behind them.
