After more than ten days of trekking, Sharjah and others finally arrived at the Western Territory.
They had a good night's rest in a young knight's manor, accepted the warm hospitality of the owner, and were rewarded with corpses lying on the ground.
However, this time Balan and others showed more restraint. Even though the young knight's wife was quite pretty, they did not act recklessly like before.
As the most elite warriors in the Wing Tribe, they know when to indulge and when to tighten their spirits.
Even though they expressed their utmost contempt for Yin Lei, the latter was after all the champion of the tournament, defeating Gabriel, Morn and Jacobi one after another, and also completed the feat of slaying a dragon.
Facing such a powerful enemy, Sharjah and others were very cautious. In order to avoid exposing their whereabouts, they did not eat or stay in the towns along the way, and flew directly to the green field in one go.
The Winged Tribe warriors took advantage of the darkness and landed in a forest.
Sharjah sent people to conduct reconnaissance around the area, but no guards from the Arias family or soldiers from the Shuangxiu Cult were found.
Not far from them was a mine where there were many dwarf miners. If Sharjah remembered correctly, those little dwarfs who were always drunk had made an agreement with them before.
When they attack Lionheart Keep, the dwarves will also launch a full-scale attack on the West.
As a result, the now indestructible Lionheart Castle had long been conquered by the brave Wing Clan warriors, but these dwarves were defeated in the Western Region and could only run to the Golden Valley in disgrace.
Although Sharjah didn't have high expectations for these so-called allies from the beginning, the fact that the dwarves didn't use them to this extent still made him very unhappy.
The miners in front of him were, as expected, the prisoners from the previous battle. There were a large number of them. Sharjah took a cursory glance at their tents and estimated that there were nearly 10,000 of them.
What was most incomprehensible to Sharjah was that these dwarves did not feel much depressed or ashamed after the defeat. Instead, they were all smiling playfully. After a day's work, they were still sitting there drinking and singing, looking very happy.
Those who didn't know better thought they were here for vacation. Seeing this, Sharjah was really furious and wanted to rush over and kill them all.
Fortunately, the number one warrior of the Winged Human Race has not forgotten the true purpose of coming here tonight.
So he turned his gaze from those shameless dwarves to the town in front of him.
It was obviously a recently built town. The city wall was not made of stone, but directly piled with earth.
Although in the eyes of the Winged Clan warriors, there is no difference between the two.
Their wings have turned the strong cities and forts that the indigenous people on Bratis are proud of into a joke.
Sharjah raised his head and looked at the tallest building in the city, which was a fortress built on a hill.
"That's Teacup Castle, Lord Sharjah." Assu said at the side, "Your prey this time, the female lord of the empire, lives there."
Sha Jia nodded slightly and said, "Wait a little longer. We will take action after everyone inside is asleep."
As he spoke, he glanced at the night sky above his head. There was no moon tonight. It seemed that the god named Saturday had abandoned his followers in the castle.
Balan and others also swept away their previous lazy postures and lowered their heads to check the weapons in their hands. A chilling atmosphere filled the woods.
Until there was a rustle in the grass, almost at the same time Caleb raised the bow and arrow in his hand and pointed at the place where the sound came from.
"who?"
The Wing Tribe warrior lowered his voice, revealing undisguised murderous intent in his tone.
The next moment the uninvited guest emerged from the grass and turned out to be a gray mouse.
Caleb cursed with a smile and put away the bow and arrow in his hand.
Balaam joked, "You should kill that mouse to prevent it from bringing news of our arrival to the female lord."
"But having said that, there are really a lot of rats in this forest." Siddia said, "I also met two when I went to relieve myself just now."
"It seems that the guys here live a pretty good life. They give the prisoners wine and raise so many rats."
"Indeed, it is a crime in itself that even though it is a weak race, it occupies such a vast and fertile land."
"It doesn't matter, we are already here and will correct everything soon." Sharjah said.
The blood of the warriors of the Winged Clan became hot when they talked about conquering them, like hungry beasts.
In the Teacup Castle, Miss Rabbit was also a little hungry.
She asked a maid to go to the kitchen to get some leftover bread from the evening meal, broke off half of it and handed it to Greta who was standing aside.
The latter was not very hungry, but he still took the bread, tore two pieces and handed them to a mouse with its tail cut off that had just entered the door.
Then he picked it up again and put it to his ear.
"How's it going, how's it going, are those guys in the woods moving?" the female lord leaned over and asked.
"Not yet." Greta said, "They probably have to wait until we fall asleep before taking action."
"Hey, so despicable?!" Miss Rabbit said unhappily, "But didn't Kieran and the others say that the leader named Sharja wanted to defeat me and prove that he was the strongest warrior on the mainland? If he planned to take advantage of my sleep
If you take action directly, what kind of proof is that?"
"Kieran also said that those Wing Tribe people are very barbaric. Even their nobles don't pay attention to chivalry. In comparison, their commander Solomon is a more reasonable person among them." Ruby continued.
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"But Solomon didn't give Gars a fair chance to fight with him. It's obvious that he had promised Gars before, and none of these Wing Tribe people are good people."
The female lord became more and more angry as she spoke, and she no longer even bothered to chew the bread, "According to the news from the Shuangxiu Sect, these sixteen Wing Clan warriors committed many heinous and horrific crimes on their way to the West.
"These thugs are just like beasts!"
Miss Rabbit was really angry this time, because every one of the tragedies described on the radio was outrageous.
Greta had to remind her and said, "Sir Yinlea, Prophet Merlin made an explanation before he left. I hope you can keep some of them alive as much as possible, because they are all... samples that the prophet needs.
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The female lord nodded, "I have already ordered them to go down. During the battle, try to aim at their limbs and wings behind their backs to avoid vital points. But the leader named Sharjah, I want to kill him. I will die for the sake of the previous one."
Revenge for those in their hands."
"No problem." Greta said, "The Prophet just needs some Wing Tribe people to conduct experiments, and there is no requirement for identity."
This chapter has been completed!