Aung San said with a wry smile, "At this time, if you want to see the ghost-striped red ant, you have to go to the dark worm valley and walk north for two days before you can see the huge valley. We need several experienced forest guides of Warcraft in Inver cargill. Only they can understand this forest of Warcraft."

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"Can you take me to visit them?" Surdak asked
Aung San hesitated for a moment before saying, "They are very resistant to outsiders. Many slave traders came to Inver cargill. They not only hunted Warcraft, but also hunted aborigines. The aborigines here are very alert. I can try to contact them. There is no guarantee that this will happen."
"Then how did they resist the tide of animals all these years?" Surdak asked Aung San curiously
"They live on the top of the snowy mountain in Duodan Gorge, and they can avoid the tide of animals by climbing over those thorny rocks and entering the snowy mountain at the summit," Aung San explained with crustiness.
Surdak nodded and looked back at the Dodan Canyon in the distance, saying, "This is really a good choice."
……
The iron-backed bear belongs to the second-class Warcraft, so the fur can be made into primary magic patterns, and the substrate can be taken to a trading firm for money.
The magic nucleus in the skull of the bear’s head is also very valuable. Gulitem is not sure why Surdak must put the bear’s paw in the magic box. A few days ago, Andrew and I hunted to the north, and the bear left the bear’s paw in the same way.
Wouldn’t it be better to have fresh bear ribs if you want to eat meat?
The treatment of ogre’s shoulder by Surdak Holy Light was caught by the iron-backed bear, and the wound has healed rapidly.
"The bear didn’t see you injured when you met the man on the border with Andrew." Surdak washed the ogre’s shoulder wound with clear water, and the wound had quickly scabbed without festering or inflammation. The bear’s paw had no toxin wound and did not cause too much tearing wound.
"That’s not the same. When we found it, the bear was still sleeping in the underground hole …" Gulitim mumbled while munching on a bear’s thigh.
"If you ask me, I don’t think when fighting. If a snake lizard claw catches you, it is estimated that claw toxin would have spread all over my arm." Samira sat on a branch and wiped fine steel’s arrow in the arrow pot with a piece of linen.
Gulitem laughed heartily and said, "If it were a snake lizard, I wouldn’t fight like this. I killed so many fire lizards in the lava cave of Pupusan Mountain. I don’t know how experienced I am to deal with such a big reptile."
Samira is slender and has excellent balance, and she can lie firmly on the branches of the tree.
She hung the arrow pot’ withered painting’ on a small branch and supported it with one hand. She watched the tree being healed by an ogre. Surdak’s pale red eyes fell into the white light and said, "I’m afraid we wouldn’t have a chance to see these worlds if we hadn’t been brought out of Maca plane."
Surdak didn’t know what made Samira feel. He looked up at the tree.
Samira lay sideways, and the head of the branch came out without a hat. Her beautiful face was particularly white and her sharp face was very small.
"Are you homesick? When we finish this garrison, I’ll see if I can get a plane delivery pass for Maca. It’s estimated that there is no war control there, and it should be easy to buy a delivery pass. I’ll give you a month’s holiday and let you go back to the city of Vozhmara. "
Surdak said as he bandaged the ogre’s wound with a hemostatic bandage
Samira didn’t answer. She turned to look at the stars through the leaves, and there was a faint light in her pale red pupils.
……
Inver cargill aborigines built their homes in cliffs, which can resist many attacks of Warcraft.
This group of indigenous people still live in caves today, and they have iron tools in the crypts. They can cut out the ideal caves with hard cliffs. The men in the tribe will go out hunting during the day and return to the tribe with their prey at dusk. At night, they need to block the only hole in the whole tribe to spend the whole night safely.
Aung San and the squadron of Surdak cavalry rushed to a cliff. Two young indigenous people shouted at Aung San from a distance with short flying spears in their hands under the crown of a big tree.
"Aung San, have you forgotten to make an appointment with us?"
"Imperial people are not welcome here."
When the two indigenous people finished speaking, they jumped out of the tree and disappeared into the jungle without waiting for Aung San to answer.
Aung San carefully led the horse and walked on.
Surdak, Gulitem, Samira and the team behind him walked on for 500 meters until they came to a crack in the cliff above their heads, and dozens of local aborigines with bronzed skin suddenly appeared.
The aborigines occupy a high position, hiding in the cracks of rocks and holding hardwood bows and arrows pointing at the cavalry.
These natives have very sharp eyes.
Aung San took two steps forward and shouted at the indigenous tribal warriors above his head in the local indigenous language.
They are not those slave traders, they are guests. Don’t point your bow and arrow at them.
One of the strongest indigenous warriors in the opposite crowd emerged from a crack in the stone and a big stone was barefoot.
Pointing to a group of cavalry in front of him, he asked Aung San (do you live there? To help them speak? They, the imperialists, have come here to arrest our people. )
Surdak couldn’t understand Aung San.
Only to see Aung San pointing to the north of the forest of Warcraft in Inver cargill and saying a string of indigenous languages
The strong aboriginal warrior unexpectedly jumped from the boulder. His waist was covered with a piece of animal skin and naked muscles, and his chest, shoulders, neck and face were covered with totem patterns. At first glance, he knew that he was very important in the tribe.
It was he who looked at Surdak and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Surdak spread out his hands to signal that he was malicious.
Aung San exchanged a few words with the indigenous warrior, who angrily turned and got into the crevice. The remaining indigenous warrior was still holding a hardwood bow and arrow aimed at the woodland cavalry.
Aung San said to Surdak
"That man, the first warrior of the Dakuni tribe, didn’t want to believe me. I asked him to inform the elders of the tribe that we could give them some help and wanted them to take us into the dark worm valley in Inver cargill forest to have a look. It is estimated that we will wait here for a while."
Surdak sighed and said, "It seems that there is still a long way to go to reverse the bad impression of these indigenous people on us."
There are many young aborigines on the cliff above their heads, both men and women. Everyone is athletic, almost all of them are surrounded by skins, and some ropes are hung with raw ore and shell ornaments. Their faces are quite different. The red-brown skin of the empire is amber, and their foreheads are wide. Some white and red feathers are woven together.
Just a bush on the rock wall, a low and dense bush suddenly shook gently for a few times, and no one paid much attention.
There is also a timid hedgehog hidden in Surdak, even if there is a poisonous snake hidden in that bush.
But the branches and leaves of that bush are always shaking
Samira walked lightly over to pluck the branches and leaves of the bushes and saw three indigenous children of several years old staring at her with big eyes and shaking their heads.
The young indigenous soldiers at the top of the rock also noticed the situation and saw a riot in front of the indigenous children.
Several indigenous warriors are excited and want to greet their companions to push back the cavalry in the woodland and rescue the indigenous children.
However, more people are unwilling to make a move, and an argument broke out among the indigenous soldiers in the crevices.
Samira root ignored that the young indigenous people pulled out some apples from their pockets and handed them to the indigenous children. The indigenous children stared at Samira with wide eyes and did not reach for those apples.
Surdak pulled out a baked wheat cake from a cavalry horse bag and threw it to Samira with a puzzled face.
The indigenous children saw some hard-to-hide envy in their eyes when they saw the wheat cake.
Samira hurriedly tore the wheat cake among several indigenous children.
The indigenous children took the wheat cake and put it in front of their noses and sniffed it to reveal a look of intoxication. Then they couldn’t wait to take a big bite and tried to chew it and handed it to Samira.
There are also indigenous children who pulled out a few blue fruits from their arms and placed them in front of Samira.
The transaction was very pleasant, and several indigenous children then retreated into the dense bushes and disappeared in a flash.
Seeing Surdak and his party didn’t hurt those young indigenous people who whispered to each other for a moment and let go of the hardwood bow.
It didn’t take long for the indigenous warrior to re-emerge from the crevice and continue to communicate with Aung San.
Aung San then turned to Surdak and said