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 host's warm hospitality, and received corpses all over the place in return.
However, this time Balan and others showed more restraint. Even though the young knight's wife was quite beautiful, 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.
Although they expressed their utmost contempt for Yin Lei, the latter was after all the champion of the tournament, defeating Gabriel, Moen and Jacobi one after another, and also completed the feat of slaying a dragon.
Faced with such a powerful enemy, Sharjah and others were also 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 breath.
The Winged Clan warriors took advantage of the darkness and landed in a forest. Sharjah sent people to investigate the surroundings, 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 Westerlands. 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 much 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 people.
What was most incomprehensible to Sharjah was that these dwarves did not feel much depressed or ashamed after the defeat. Instead, they all had playful and smiling faces. After a day's work, they were still 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 real 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 newly built town. The city wall was not made of stone, but directly piled up 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 envoys that the indigenous people on the Bratis continent 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." Sharjah nodded slightly.
"Wait a moment, we'll take action after everyone inside is asleep." As he said this, he glanced at the night sky above his head. There was no moon tonight. It seemed that the god named Saturday had abandoned it in the castle. believers in.
Balan and others also swept away their previous lazy postures and lowered their heads to check the weapons in their hands. There was a chilling atmosphere in the woods.
Until there was a rustling sound 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 Clan warrior lowered his voice, with 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 rat before it brings news of our arrival to the lady lord."
"But having said that, there are really a lot of rats in this forest." Siddia said,
"I met two when I went to relieve myself just now."
"It seems that the guys here are living 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. Speaking of conquering the Winged Clan warriors, their blood boiled 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, 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 and put it to his ear.
"How's it going, how's it going, are those guys in the woods moving?" The female lord came over and asked.
"Not yet." Greta said,
"They probably have to wait until we go to sleep before taking action."
"Hey, so despicable?!" Miss Rabbit said unhappily,
"But didn't Jilan and the others say that the leader named Sharja wanted to defeat me and prove that he is the strongest warrior on the continent? If he plans to attack me while I'm sleeping, 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." Ruby continued. .
"But Solomon didn't give Gars a chance to fight him fairly. He had obviously 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 didn't even bother 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 Western Territory.
"These thugs are just like wild beasts!" Miss Rabbit was really angry this time, because every one of the tragedies described on the radio was infuriating.
Greta had to remind her to say,
"Sir Yin Leiya, 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." The female lord nodded,
"I have already ordered 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 for the sake of those who died in their hands before. People take revenge.”
"No problem." Greta said,
"Master Prophet just needs some people from the Wing Tribe to conduct experiments. There is no requirement for identity."
