"This must be the True Eye." Fridlier took the "True Eye" and exclaimed as he looked at the few Garlandians who were desperately fleeing on the hillside in the distance, "I even saw their panicked expressions. What about you? ”

"When I look at it this way, I can only see a few small dots, and I can't even tell the difference between men and women." Evenson stood beside Friedlier and looked blankly into the distance.

Friedlier smiled and patted Evenson, then handed the True Eye into his hand and said, "Take care of it for me." I guess it's worth more than ten boxes of gold coins. ”

Just as Evenson ripped off his cloak to carefully wrap the True Eye, a deafening dragon's heart horn suddenly sounded.

Friedlier hurriedly looked outside the Sanctuary as he said to the warriors who had quickly begun to assemble, "The Atholes have finally arrived. ”

By the time Friedreel arrived at the Yongdao crossing, Iollel had already assembled the warriors of Frosttrail Island.

Tyrell stepped forward to report to Friedlier, "Taru, the warriors of Frozen Rain Island have been attacked by the army of Azor while carrying treasure to the ship. ”

"How many people are in the army of Athore?" Friedlier asked.

"Many, the exact number has not yet been discovered," Iollel replied.

"How's the battle going?"

"Most of the warriors of Frozen Rain Island retreated to the camp on the Garland River to join the warriors guarding the boat. A small part retreated into the city. ”

"What about the warriors of the other islands?"

"Assembling in the Emerald City, preparing for battle."

"Okay." Friedlier took a deep breath, and then he commanded loudly, "Warriors! Take up arms! Come with me! ”

Passing through the corridors strewn with countless treasures, Friedlier led the warriors to the Imperial Hall of the Emerald City, where he saw that the hall was filled with warriors from the Shadow Isle.

"Kiselsson, what are you doing here?" Friedrier asked, finding Taruki Silson of the Shadow Isle from the warriors.

"I'm handing out mushrooms to the fighters." Kiselson replied coldly.

"Is that the crazy mushroom?" "You brought this." ”

"Yes." Skilson took a cloth bag from the warrior beside him, pinched out a small red mushroom, shook it in his hand and shook it at Friedlier and said, "I can give you some as a thank you for bringing me to the treasure." ”

"No, my warriors don't." Friedlier refused.

"That's a pity, if you refuse, chances are that some of your fighters will never get a chance to taste my mushrooms again." Skilson still spoke in a cold tone.

"Taru." Tyrell said to Friedreel, "I think we should have some." ”

Friedreel did not promise Tyrell or refuse him, but led the warriors out of the Imperial Hall.

"Friedlier, come with me to the breach in the wall, where Parr is under attack by the enemy." Before Friedlier could pass through the gates of Garland's court, Eriel led a group of Raven Island warriors running from one side and shouted at him.

Without hesitation, Friedlier rushed with Ariel to support Parr.

At the opening of the wall, the masonry collapsed inward to create a slope, and on the other side of the gap was a slope of earth that had been filled in by the previous Athorians when they broke the city. Now the Phydons and Athors are fighting each other on this slope, and blood stains the place red again.

The warriors of Iceflame Island, led by Parr, erected a shield wall, resisted the advancing Athore infantry, and fired back with their tomahawks. However, the Arsol archers in the back row continued to throw arrows into the gap, and the few Pheton archers were overwhelmed and had no power to fight back, so they had to raise their shields to resist.

As soon as Friedlier and Eril arrived, the soldiers of the two islands were immediately engaged in a fierce battle, and the brutal battle became clear as more Phettons joined in, and the Athollians finally began to retreat as the corpses of the warriors on both sides were piled up half a man high.

"Taru, judging by their countenances and hair accessories, it seems that most of the warriors of this army are made up of the Hido who were conquered by Azor." Ioliel said after carefully examining several corpses.

Friedreel nodded, and then said to Parr and Oliel, "We must pursue." ”

Parr, on the other hand, was reluctant to take the initiative because he was wounded in the arm and the fighters lost too much. Eriel was also worried about more Ambushes outside the city, and said that he would stay inside the city first.

"We can't afford to burn it, we have to crush the enemy in one fell swoop, and we have to attack before more troops arrive. Then we can get the opportunity to leave with our treasures. Friedlier said to Parr and Oliel.

"Brother, I think we'd better consult with the other Taru before we act in unison." Oliel said.

Friedreer said no more, he knew that he couldn't do anything with the forces of Frosttrail alone. Fayton must also be united now.

He ordered Ioliel to lead his soldiers out of the corridor to the Hall of the Emerald Emperor as soon as possible, while he himself climbed the walls of the Emerald City, walked to a reasonably intact lookout, took the "True Eye" from Evenson, and looked out.

He saw the fleeing Athore soldiers running east against the woods in the southeast of the Emerald City, which blocked the view from beyond, and what he could see was that the woods stretched all the way to the foot of the mountain behind the Emerald City. He turned to look to the northeast, which was directly opposite the gate of the Emerald City, and in a flat open field, a large number of Phetton warriors, led by Rickliel, had also finished the battle in front of the city gate, and were clearing the battlefield. Friedreel shifted several observation positions along the city walls, observing the surroundings of the Emerald City until it was dark. Before Friedlier left the walls, he spotted several swift scouts. He saw them quickly leave after scouting the surroundings of the Emerald City.

At night, the Tarus gather in the Hall of the Kings.

"We don't have horse-drawn carriages, we don't even have enough wooden crates, and it will take at least a day for these treasures to be carried to the ship."

"The warriors of Frozen Rain Island were raided by the Atholls while carrying the treasure, and if Baiboxen was clever enough, he should have withdrawn to the ship by now."

"We'd better take advantage of the night to carry the treasure to the ship."

"No, that's too dangerous. If the enemy attacks us while we are transporting our treasure, we will be taken by surprise and will not even be able to set up our shields. ”

"We should try to abandon the heavy treasures and carry less, and it is better to evacuate as soon as possible."

"No, I can't bear these heavy treasures."

"These hateful Athorians must have discovered us before we entered the city."

"No wonder we didn't see any enemies along the way, it turns out that they have been hiding for a long time, waiting for the best time to engage us."

"I think they must have amassed far more troops than we did. Today's offense should be just a tentative. ”

Rickliel beckoned the crowd to quiet down, and then spoke, "We are not familiar with the terrain here, and the night is not suitable for combat, so we should be ready to fight and start our operations early tomorrow morning." Whoever has good advice for warfare can say that it is best for us to carry the treasure to the ship without being attacked for carrying it. ”

As the crowd fell into deep thought, Friedlier spoke, "I have a plan. ”

"Organize at least two thousand brave warriors to march out of the city at dawn to the east." Friedlier's eyes swept over the crowd and continued, "Then everyone else quickly evacuated to the ship with the treasure. ”

After a moment of silence, Rickrell slowly asked, "Is there a better plan?" ”

"We might be able to try to hold the road and then lead the warriors over the mountain."

"No, we can't go over there. Even the people who fled from the town fell from above. There are no paths there. ”

"Guarding the road will only put us behind bars."

"At the moment, it seems that only the plan that Friedlier said is feasible."

"I agree with Friedlier's plan, if we hesitate or delay any longer with the crumbling walls, it will only allow the Athorians to assemble their army. We are now in enemy territory, and the enemy will only increase, and I am afraid that even the river will not be safe by then. ”

"That's good." Rickliel said in a deep voice, "Who will lead the warriors to the east?" ”

The hall fell silent for a moment.

"If no one wants to, then I'll come." Friedrell said after looking around at the crowd.

"No, I'll come." Barathan, who did not want anyone to be more courageous than him, said, "I feel the call of my ancestors. ”

"The Lord of the Sky and the Goddess of the Sea are whispering to me." "I'm willing to make a sacrifice, and that will fill me with glory." ”

Ariel of Raven Island said to the crowd, "In this case, I think the ancestors should make a choice. ”

"Yes, I think it's the right thing to do for the ancestors to choose." Peterson of Stormy Island said.

Rickrell nodded.

"In that case, let's flop." Luga Dosea took a deck of Pheton Sages cards from her attendants, she drew thirteen of them, and laid them on the table with their faces up, and the thirteen cards were painted with thirteen Featon Legendary Heroes, and she pointed to one of them and said, "Of all the cards, whoever draws this one will lead the warriors to the east to contain the enemy, while the rest will lead the warriors to evacuate with their treasures." ”

The Tarus looked at the cards, and the ancestral hero Lugadoceia was referring to was none other than Brotha, the Guardian of the Night.

The cards are shuffled.

"Gilsaroni the Wavebreaker."

"Ray Bu Rosen, Tempest Summoner."

One by one, the drawn cards were revealed and the names of the heroes on them were pronounced, until Oliel and Friedriel were left at the end.

"Thunderbolt Spear Gabrister."

Oliel flipped the card in front of him.

At this point, there is no need for Friedlier to turn over the cards anymore. He smiled lightly and said to everyone, "I hope you will pick your bravest warriors for me." ”

"We'll leave some boats in the river to wait for you for a few days. But not too long. "You know, if you stay too long, the Atholl Navy will arrive. ”

"My brother, I hope you will return with honor." Elliel patted Friedley's arm and said.