Chapter 773 The eve of the decisive battle
Yiwang thought that he might be let out, but he never thought that he would be let out for such a reason.
There are many translators around Solomon. He should have brought many with him during this expedition to the west. There is no reason why there should be a shortage of people at this time.
But of course Ivan had to seize the opportunity to leave this dark and dirty dungeon, and as a translator at least he wouldn't have to worry about his own life for the time being.
The former intelligence chief hesitated for a moment, then immediately followed.
He had been locked up for too long and had no contact with the outside world. He only heard about some things one after another from the prisoners who were arrested later.
I knew that Solomon's army had arrived in the west, but Ivan didn't know anything else.
However, the two Wing tribesmen in front of him didn't seem to be in the mood to chat with him. The former intelligence chief observed his words and wisely kept his mouth shut.
He was not in a hurry. He would have come into contact with a lot of information during the translation process. Soon Iwang knew that the army was preparing to go out. The target was Green Field, where Ilea had assembled a group of rebels, but the number was not large. many.
But the strange thing is that Solomon himself does not intend to participate in this war. He is currently staying in the Lake City with the Wing Clan army, handing over command to Tristan and Balin.
Although those Wing Clan members have wings and can fly, they can rush to the battlefield at any time if necessary.
But the city in the lake is still too far away from the green field. If something really happens, Solomon and his people will not be able to reach it in one day.
In contrast, it would be much better if he sat in Yanxue City.
However, Yiwang just hid these doubts in his heart and did not ask them out. He had a vague premonition in his heart.
Solomon and his army of winged tribes may have encountered some trouble.
But before he could think about it, the army had already set off again.
Ivan could feel the relaxed atmosphere among the dwarves and noble lords, and they were all obviously full of confidence in this battle.
But in contrast, the three hundred Yi clan members seemed very silent along the way. Many of them were silent. At the same time, they kept looking back and looking in the direction of Lake City, with expressions in their eyes. Full of worries.
In addition, Yiwang also noticed something, that is, after just one day's journey, some of the Wing tribesmen were exhausted and had to sit in the carriage.
And even a simple cough can make many Wing tribe members nervous.
Yiwang used his own expertise to piece together these bits and pieces of information, and finally came to a somewhat shocking conclusion.
——The warning that Merlin and Shuangxiujiao gave to Solomon before is probably true. The opponents of the Wing Tribe this time are not only the allies of Ilea and the female lord, but also the divine punishment from Saturday!
Ivan himself felt that this speculation was a bit too bizarre, although almost everyone on the continent of Bratis believed in gods.
But those gods usually only conveyed some oracles indirectly through their sects and priests. Even if they occasionally performed miracles, they never personally intervened in a war.
Wouldn't the other gods be angry if we did this?
But past experience also tells the former intelligence chief that when all possible answers are eliminated, the remaining one, no matter how incredible it is, is often the truth.
Thinking of this, Yiwang couldn't help but start to worry about the next battle.
Just as the army was still chatting and laughing on their way, suddenly a guard from the Wing Tribe came to Ywang and asked him to tell Tristan and Bahrain.
Unidentified troops were discovered ahead, with a large number of people.
When Tristan first got the news, he thought it was another sneak attack. It wasn't until Ivan told him that more than 20,000 people were coming from the opposite side that he was slightly startled.
"Twenty thousand? Ilea and her allies only have a total of more than 20,000 people left. Does that mean their main force is in front?"
The head of the Penlos family was not surprised but delighted, "How crazy are they? They abandoned the fortified city and did not want to defend it. Do they plan to come to confront us head-on?"
"Isn't this better? As long as we defeat them here, the war will end early." Bahrain also said cheerfully.
"Could it be that too many people on their side ran away, making Ilea afraid to wait any longer?"
Some people tried to analyze the female lord's obviously unreasonable behavior, and this speculation was also recognized by many people.
Tristan asked someone to take out the map he carried with him and found that this area was basically a plain, and the nearest swamp was quite a distance away, which meant that there was basically no place where he could set up an ambush.
Moreover, the strength of the resistance army was not a secret. People who had escaped before had revealed everything about it. They also said that Merlin gave every lord who took refuge a small stick that could see far away.
It was the new sacred weapon of Shuangxiu Cult. Unfortunately, everyone who tried to bring that little stick back was caught when they escaped.
People speculated that there might be some tracking magic left on the stick, so the people behind ran away without the stick, and sure enough, no one came to chase them anymore.
In short, Tristan believed that the entire resistance force was basically in front of him, and Ilea seemed to want to make a desperate move and fight him to the death here.
The courage is commendable, but the brain is not very smart.
Tristan put away the map and ordered the army to move on.
They walked for a while and finally could see the dense black dots in the distance, with various flags flying behind them.
In the most conspicuous place, there is a huge rabbit flag.
Tristan squinted his eyes and could vaguely see a female knight under the flag.
As expected, Ilea also came, which meant that the war was really advanced. As long as they could defeat the last defender in the Western Territory here, they would be able to achieve the final victory.
Tristan could also leave this hellish place he didn't like very much.
"I heard that her father died extremely early. It seems that no one can teach her how to fight." A nobleman whistled and said in a relaxed tone.
"Don't be too happy. I haven't found the white dragon yet." As soon as Tristan finished speaking, he saw something in the distant sky flying towards this side quickly.
It finally stopped in the sky above the enemy army. Its huge wings raised a cloud of sand and dust, and its golden eyes looked down at the coalition forces on the opposite side.
Even from such a long distance, Tristan could feel a slight sense of oppression.
He would rather run and fight a brown bear with his bare hands than face this kind of monster.
Fortunately, a dragon roar came from behind them soon, and a green figure fell from the sky, like a storm.
Their dragon, the Storm Lord, finally appeared. (End of chapter)