The army marched on the plains like a long snake!
Wugusa was immersed in worry about the impending negotiation with Dark Razor Tribe. Just forty or so kilometers from this army, Yan Liqiang was speeding towards this Dark Wood Tribe army.
Yan Liqiang didn't ride any horse; he was running in the grass. In the sky above Yan Liqiang, Fiery-Eyed Golden Falcon was spinning around like a satellite pointing directions for Yan Liqiang allowing him to evade the scouts of the Dark Wood Tribe.
Just then, a squad of twenty or so scouts rode past 100 meters from Yan Liqiang. When they rode past, Yan Liqiang just laid in the tall grass and didn't move. After they left, he rose up and charged forward.
Those scouts were defending against the army of Dark Razor Tribe. They would never expect that there would be a person to dare to look for trouble with their army alone.
