The chaotic red soil left behind only bonfire embers, and there were no longer any use of daily necessities. Occasionally, there were scattered demon grasses sandwiched in the cracks of the rocks. They were left to the wind and sand without complaints.

These were the things in the eyes of the Blood Alliance Guard and Jorah. They followed Drogo's instructions and were hiding on the high hills on both sides of the pass.

Danni led the old and weak people deep into the red soil wasteland, regaining the dead silence here and arousing the sadness in their hearts.

"hiss......"

The breathing sound of breathing in pain came out from time to time Sir Jora's mouth, whose face turned pale. For Dany, he suffered a butt injury that night when he was duel with Drogo in the previous Blood Alliance Guard. He frowned in pain every time he rode a horse. Even if he was still lying still, he felt very uncomfortable.

Not only him, but the other three were not much better. Although they were not sick or injured, they were exhausted due to almost endless running.

If the Horse King hadn't insisted on letting them leave, the four of them would not have the energy to resist the beast tide for ten breaths.

Qiao Ge, who was more delicate in the Blood Alliance Guard, couldn't help but think, I'm afraid Kao, who was more tired than himself, has been buried in the lion's belly?

The chance of surviving against the White Lion tribe is almost small enough to be ignored.

Although I haven't waited for too long, it seems that I'm just waiting for it if I stayed there.

Without Drogo, the Mother of Dragon is the only leader.

Because this guess is extremely disrespectful to the gods, Qiao Ge hesitated for a while before he hesitating to Lakaro beside him, "I have been waiting for more than two hours, but I still haven't seen Kao. Why don't we call Ago and Qiao La continue on the road and chase Kalixi?"

La Carlo did not have such thoughts. It was just that he was trapped by the customs of the horse-riding nation and the oath that he should abide by as a bloody guard, which led to him not wanting to think deeply.

"Wait a little longer. Although Kao and Kalixi look flesh and blood from the outside, there are constant miracles on them. Maybe he can be safe and sound?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it because the rich flying dust swelled like clouds and mists were raised in the north, and a faint roar of a lion came from a faint sound!

Qiao Ge and the other two, and Qiao La on the opposite high hill, suddenly tensed their nerves. They clenched the bow and arrow in their hands, stared at the source of the sound, and did not dare to relax at all.

Soon, they saw a familiar figure running towards him, and behind the man was roaring and moving quickly!

With just the burly upper body that was far beyond ordinary people and the long legs, the four of them knew the identity of the visitor, and they must be their Caordrogo!

Keeping in mind Kao's instructions at that time, the Blood Alliance Guard, who was ready to ignite the arrow, was calm and held his breath, just waiting for his order.

The speed was too fast, and Drogo quickly rode his horse into the pass, but he did not yell the four people to shoot arrows and slightly stop the lion tide, and rushed straight to the hill wrapped in a high railing.

Fortunately, he ran away before the lion group, and before leaving the sea of ​​grass, he played with the ferocious beasts with his familiar geographical advantage, so he could barely lead the beasts.

He saw the small door open in the high railing and rushed in, barely closing the closed solid door before the white lion entered.

It was safe, Drogo completely relaxed himself, lay back and slipped down in a freestyle manner, then opened his limbs lazily like a turtle basking in the sun, and gasped heavily.

"Roar! Ao!"

Let the dense white lions surge up and climb the door and chew on the pillars, he was calm and composed, as they did not exist.

Because at this time the object he was worried about was no longer these hideous beasts that made people tingle, but Ma Ge and his group who should have rushed over soon.

White lions are experts in climbing trees. Since they are determined to provoke them, how could Drogo be unprepared?

He had long ordered his tribe members to coat every material that formed the fence with greasy horse oil.

On the high hill at the pass, four people who were so shocked by the scene below were staring at him. Drogo rested for a while, then stretched his waist and stood up, hugged the White Lion Crown Prince who was burping milk leisurely walked to the highest point of the hill where the simple catapult was placed.

After doing several sets of stretching exercises, he bent his knees and flicked his strength, sat on the boom, gently stroked the white hair of the young lion, looked at the north with leisure, and hummed the popular tunes of his previous life.

The sun was getting hotter and fiercer, and Drogo was still thirsty, but the young lion seemed to be hungry. He opened his mouth and showed his tender little fangs. He started crying without tears. The Lion King, who was roaring more and more, was almost dying when he heard the sound!

Mago couldn't wait for a long time, and the bored Drogo began to have fun. He widened his eyes and squeezed out the most fierce look. He scolded the Lion King who could not take him: "What are you looking at? You are bigger than your eyes, who is fierce? You can't roar out loud?"

When encountering such a bad person, even a beast who cannot understand human words is speechless. The Lion King, who seems to be quite intelligent, seems to have already understood that it is useless to make trouble, so he gradually put away his mania and chose to accumulate energy.

Seeing the lion king resting on the ground, the white lions were also unevenly painting the same gourd, only making natural low growls, no longer crazy.

Seeing this, Drogo couldn't help but be good at the leader. A small move shocked the Lion King in the audience and felt a little sympathetic. Only the absolute overlord can understand this feeling!

If he knew his thoughts, the Lion King would only regard him as 25. After all, there is no king in this world who works alone and threatens kidnapping?

The atmosphere became so cold that it suddenly became a little bit. Suddenly, the Lion King, who was staring at Drogo, had a strange movement. Its flexible ears trembled, and suddenly stood up and looked to the north, and once again showed the standard expression of the evil beast, grinning!

Just as Drogo had vague speculation, all the lions became restless.

He knew very well that it was not him who caused the white lion's uneasiness. The ferocious beasts with sensitivity that were more sensitive than humans were alarmed by situations that were enough to make them pay attention to.

Looking at the dust rising again in the distance, Drogo jumped off the boom, his lips wrinkled slightly, and he whispered with a smile: "Finally come! I have worked hard to chase me all the way, so let you taste the barbecue with sesame oil in a while!"

After saying that, he became busy. He first twisted the winch and tightened the horizontal rope, pulled the boom to a level position, and then placed a can of sesame oil on the wooden spoon at the top of the boom. Finally, he mastered the winch and waited for Mago and his group to arrive at the best landing pass, and then loosened his hand depending on the situation.

Jora and others were condescending, paying attention to Drogo's every move from time to time. After watching his series of actions, they understood his plans, and then placed the arrow in the most convenient place, and just waited for him to send a signal and ignite the fire and shoot it out.

The situation developed as they expected. Margo not only led his people into the pass, but also stopped his Cassians.

Margo stayed in the camping place in front of him for some time, so he was very familiar with it, but at first glance, he didn't see it, but instead saw a large area of ​​squirming snow-white that began to face him!

Margo actually had been here for a long time, but the movement of the beast tide was too obvious, which led to him wanting the white lion to hunt first, and then come over to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

But he never expected that he would witness a shocking scene beyond his imagination. He originally thought that at most one or two hundred heads were only one or two hundred heads, but he didn't expect that he would be full of them!

"Homeland was burned, but the sea of ​​grass was vast and boundless, so where can I go? Even if the Bloodstained Lion King is the leader, it is impossible to have such cohesion in a short period of time! Why did all these beasts gather here?"

Just when Mago was shocked and confused, the person who could solve the problem took the initiative to come to him.

Drogo greeted him enthusiastically: "Hey, Mago, have you eaten?"

The sound was familiar to all the horse-riding warriors, and the tall figure, which was unparalleled in the sea of ​​grass, was enough to show his identity.

For a moment, these barbarians who originally belonged to Drogo made their speeches in groups of three or three.

Margo's heart skipped a few times and said in horror: "Drogo, you actually unlocked the blood magic!"

The conversation between the air was too loud and too unrestrained. The white lion thought they were provoking, so he bared his teeth and was about to go wild.

For Drogo, they were out of reach, but Margo and others were different, causing the white lions to turn the evil into the direction of the pass.

However, the Lion King intended to be in the fence, rather than the group of trembling guys. The hoarse howling sounded, which made the beasts regain their desire to move.

Margo, who originally wanted to escape, saw that the atmosphere had become eased, and he dared to fall back after the blown hair was waiting for the opportunity to explode again.

Seeing this, Drogo secretly scolded the Lion King's ancestors for generations, and then with some expectations, he neighed and took on the previous topic: "Yes! Your king is reborn, shouldn't you get off the horse and kneel down?? Cough cough!"

The hairless man's inability to have enough energy is like a rhythm that almost coughed out his lungs. Margo's fear of him was suddenly greatly reduced. His mind became hot and he laughed in disdain: "Ha! Now I am only kneeling down to worship Jacocao. You are a weak person with a weak qi who has lost his hair and beard and fallen off the horse's back. You are no longer qualified to gain my loyalty! It is a surprise that you can survive. I believe that the horse king will be very happy to bring your head back! Ahem!"

He almost coughed out his lungs after using too much energy.

But being promoted to Kou and having his own Kass troops made him extremely arrogant and unaware that he had slapped himself in the face.

Drogo's face was cold to the freezing point, and he shouted with a chilling voice: "Since that's the case, there's nothing to say! But the visitors are guests. It would be too unreasonable if I didn't prepare a rich meal for a meal!"

This sentence sounds simple but is actually profound. Mago couldn't figure it out for a moment and couldn't help but reach out and scratch his head.

Without speculation, Drogo's expression changed instantly, his smile touched his hands with his chest, his waist bent slightly, and he said politely to the unknown Lion King: "Big guy, I'll let you change your taste and eat some cooked meat, it's good soon, please enjoy it later."

After becoming a gentleman, he became a demon, let go of his hand holding the winch, and a can of sesame oil immediately took off, drawing a beautiful parabola and landed towards the pass.

"Bang!"

A horse-riding soldier who could not dodge was hit and his head was bleeding instantly. The jar exploded and the sesame oil overflowed. He turned his body and fell heavily to the ground and hung up!

The troops were in agitation and saw that it was just a can of sesame oil. Mago felt relieved and felt that as long as he was careful to avoid it, there would be no great threat.

Now he was determined to flee with the lion group. Thinking of waiting for the beast tide to retreat, he grabbed Drogo, forced Danny to find out whereabouts, and then slashed him with one knife.

Ma Ge, who thought he was smart but was actually even more stupid than the Lion King, did not think that ahead was the red soil wasteland forbidden area of ​​life, blocking the retreat of the ferocious beasts, and still chose to stick to it with his brainless choice.

"Don't panic! Don't retreat! Pay attention to falling objects!"

After receiving almost unnecessary reminders from Kou, after taking precautions, the chances of the reckless men being hit have decreased.

The destructive power was almost gone, which made Mago contempt and teased: "Hahaha! Drogo Kao, who used to be a sea of ​​grass, can't even move stones now, and can only use oil tanks to charge the numbers. It seems that your rule is really over."

Drogo sneered and ignored it. After he focused on throwing the sesame oil tank, he was about to throw the hot potato blood-stained cubs over to provoke a war between the wild beasts and the savages, and at the same time he took the two enemies into one fell swoop.

The little guy wondered if he had guessed his plan and moaned in a low voice. A mist that represented sadness appeared in Wugui's big eyes. He rubbed and licked him again, forming a cute look that would please him.

Thinking about this little guy being beaten up by him, he was still charming and had no hostility, so he couldn't stand his innocence, so Drogo had to sigh and give up.

"Hey...it seems that your life should not be lost."

After sighing, Drogo had to settle for the second time, and spoke up and shouted from life: "Shoot the arrow!"

This shout was shocked by the audience regardless of variety!

Margo finally realized the extremely depressing sense of crisis. He did not pay attention to the sky that would not be cut, and glanced around, but he could not find the source. Until sparse rockets shot towards the exits at both ends and ignited the ground covered with sesame oil, he realized that it was too late.

The two sides of the opposite side had a tacit understanding to block the enemy's retreat, and they began to shoot randomly. They didn't want to shoot arrows at people, as long as they could ignite objects stained with sesame oil.

Margo's Kass troops were in chaos, and nearly one-third of the soldiers were burned by the fire. At this time, the firemen summoned all the thousands of words into a constantly repeated word: "Ah! Ah!..."

There are sesame oil everywhere, and everyone has no time to take care of themselves. Rolling to the ground to put out the fire will only make it more and more prosperous, and no one dares to save them. The lucky person can only watch his companion be burned to death or lose his combat power in panic!

Drogo's strategic deployment was full of courage and ingenuity. He could easily eliminate nearly one-third of the enemy's troops without sweating!

It was both exciting and satisfying. The Blood Alliance Guard could not suppress his inner fluctuations and appeared directly, standing by the top of the hill and cried, venting his excitement that had never been so strong and cheering for the horse king.

"Drogo Kao is invincible, he is invincible!"

Drogo's face showed a knowing smile, and his blood that had been silent for a long time boiled again. Such glory was what he wanted.

But it’s too early to be happy now. Sesame oil is the basic fuel, and it is not as good as the subsequent fire and durability of the Liaoyuan Fire.

Drogo, who has experienced many battles, knows this, so he does not float too hard and wants to seize the time to beat the fire dog!
To be continued...