The entire Xiaoyang army formation was once again thrown into chaos, with the sounds of arrows and crossbows, and in the distance, squads of small-scale Human Race Martial Artists appeared.
Like small snakes gliding around, if you don't chase them, they'll wrap around you; if you chase them, they scatter and run.
When you stop pursuing, they come back.
Thus, the cycle of pull and retreat continued.
Chase and attack, attack and chase.
Sometimes, the Xiaoyang Race got anxious and chased angrily, but the Human Race, while running, would circle around a hill and suddenly vanish into the vast wilderness.
This area is vast, filled with pits and caves—go ahead and try to find them.
If you don't look for them, before long, the Blazing Flame Race soldiers leap out again, shooting arrows from afar.
...
Muo Chang was furious, wanting to burn the mountains and incinerate those cunning and damnable Humans.
But the mountains had already been burned by the Golden Crow.
