The obscure and green sky in the north looked gloomy. Because of the distance, the special color brought by the large scattered magma that still covers the northern plains is not visible at this time.

But the Dosonian Heights, which looked like a wide mountain, was slowly rising and thick smoke was lingering.

It was a raging fire ignited by the war. Although the war had ended at this time, the fire of prairie fire would not disappear so easily.

The survivor raised his eyes and stared at him, and seemed to be able to see the faces that had left one after another in the past two days from the large smoke.

At this time, the survivors who escaped from Dosonian were sitting on the flat grass not far southwest of the highland, staring from afar, without crying or mourning. The only thing that exists in this fashion is silence.

A group of big eagles descending from the sky transported them from the rugged and difficult path to the boundary of the wasteland called Dinbar.

In fact, this is already Dorias' territory. Going a little further south, it is where Dorias's garrison guarding against spiders in the north.

They were not in a hurry to leave too far. Although they could not guess the specific details, there was no movement on the road since then. It was obvious that Morgoth had no intention of attacking Dorias, especially from the difficult-to-leaf trail to attack Dorias.

They are safe now, but even if they know this, no one can make themselves happy even at all.

"Master Aegnore..." The silence that lasted for a long time was broken with this sentence.

The blonde hair was messy, his helmet was thrown at his feet, and his face was mixed with dust and sweat stains. Angelod, who could no longer see any handsome elf posture, opened his mouth when he heard this, finally shook his head and said nothing.

Before their number had dropped to such a sharp drop, Egnoel, one of the two lords of Dosonian, was in charge of the temple before, and then no news came again.

There was no trace of the soldiers under his jurisdiction.

"Maybe they were temporarily trapped in Dosonian and didn't have a chance to come out. Just like Fatlin and the others," said an elf.

The tribes behind the palace lost news, but as they continued to retreat, they were divided by the enemy, affected by injuries, and even left themselves in panic.

Even in the end, only these elves escaped successfully, but they did not rely on their own power.

"Even if Agnoll survives, he will probably not be able to make peace with us anymore." Angelod's eyes were filled with sadness, but a smile was barely pulled out of the corner of his mouth.

"He loved Andres, the girl of the Beo family, deeply, but the human territory was at the forefront of Dosonian..."

He wanted to say that his younger brother's decision to the palace queen may have this reason, but it is useless to say this at the moment. In the end, he just sighed.

He reluctantly raised his strength to stand up, and then Angelod walked to the young elf who was standing not far away and was whispering something with a black-feathered eagle.

Compared to other elves, the person in front of him was not so embarrassed, his face was still clean, and his eyes were as bright as stars, not much listless.

However, the remaining elves did not look down on them at this moment. Instead, they responded with respect and even gratitude when their eyes swept over this person.

"Thank you Lord Canier for calling the eagle to help us, otherwise it will be difficult for us to walk through that path smoothly." Angelod did not look like an elder at this time, but instead bowed to the other party.

After pausing his voice, he said, "I would like to thank Lord Canier for everything he did in this war, and we will always remember it."

"It is necessary to help each other, and the encirclement line is related to the future of the entire Middle Earth." The young elf replied, glanced at the surviving soldiers behind Angelod, comforting:

"Losing news does not mean they are really gone. Lord Angelod still needs to have hope."

"Hope has always existed in my heart, but even if the worst happens, I believe that our fellow tribes who died in battle are enough to face the scrutiny of Western Viagra, and die because of their honor!"

Angelod replied firmly, then his tone was slightly lower.

"We are going to go to Tolsyrion to find my brother Orodres, but I wonder if Lord Canier?"

Tolsyrian is an island at the pass between the Shadow Mountains and Dosonian, and Fenrod's younger brother is also stationed on it.

"Don't you go to Dorias?" Charles asked casually when he heard this. "This place is closer to Dorias. Perhaps King Singer can provide some help with the survivors that Dorsonian may exist."

The mother of Fenrod and his brothers and sisters was the niece of King Dorias Singg, so other Nodos were not favored by the King of Grey Elves, but Fenrod's lineage was an exception.

"I will send my subordinates to Dorias to inform the details of this battle, but I don't have much hope for King Singer to help."

Angelod replied, looking unanimous, but he seemed to have no expectations or favors for the elders from his mother's lineage.

Shire didn't ask any more after hearing this.

The path called Anakh is actually located at the foot of the surrounding mountains where Gondolin is located, and Charles is able to use some special means to call the group of eagles to help them escape.

But he can help for a while, but cannot help or take care of him all the time. Shire has his own things to do.

"I'm going to go to the eastern defense line to check it out." He answered the other party's question just now.

"If the front line there is also lost, then I must return to the territory as soon as possible to prepare."

The Seven Rivers Land is located in the southeast corner of this continent. It belongs to the farthest area from Angban among the many elves. To the north is Shagherian, a human settlement where Charles once lived.

But it did not belong to human territory, but the territory of Fiano's fourth son Karanhill.

Therefore, in addition to seven turbulent rivers and the protection brought by distance, the Karanhill garrison in the north can also be counted as one of his barriers.

Shire needs to observe. If there is also a fall, then as he said, he must return to Qihe to prepare early.

As for the initial goal of this trip, he doesn't care about so much now.

The sudden war is dazzling, so the many problems that arise are obviously more important than personal emotions.

During the conversation, Charles was silently feeling the changes in his own aspects.

Although he did not have much impact on the overall situation in this battle, he felt the existence of countless emotions, and also stimulated his talent to be more active.

Although it is not very obvious, he feels that a change is happening subtly, but it is not possible to clearly determine what this change is.

In addition to his own changes, he actually gained some additional gains in this battle, including some information about the great enemy in the north...

With a lot of thoughts in my mind, Charles finally just sighed.

Although the improvement rooted in countless deaths is also an improvement, it obviously does not make people feel much joy.

After a short rest here, he bid farewell to these survivors and rode the eagle toward the east.

The survivors bowed again to the back that quickly evolved into a small black dot in the sky, and then began to continue their journey and move towards the west.
Chapter completed!