"Damn it! Put me down! I am the Chieftain of the Du'erbi Tribe! Put me down quickly!..."
"Ah, I didn't lose! You guy just used the speed of your horse, borrowed the horse's power to hit me... You're not a warrior at all! If you are a warrior, duel me again!..."
The bear-like howl drifted from the dense forest deep inside, all the way to the battlefield ambushed by the river. The woods by the river are always sparse, first with interlaced growths of red pine and larch, reaching the riverbank becomes scattered ash and northeastern poplar. As the trees become fewer, the sunlight leaks down, the flooded land is exceptionally fertile, and the tall grass grows more. Those patches of tall Luwei, sweet cattails, and flower-spiked sedge are excellent fodder for feeding horses.
