After midnight, more than 2,000 heavily armed Featon warriors gathered in Garland Templar Square, and Friedlier spoke words of encouragement and praise for the courage of the dead. He then ordered the warriors to light a fire in the city and cook their meals.

As Evenson brought a delicious bowl of mutton and mushroom soup to Friedley, he asked, "Taru, what's our battle plan?" ”

"I have my own arrangements." Friedlier picked up a lamb chop from the bowl and chewed it, "But it's none of your business." ”

"What? Why is it irrelevant to me? Evenson was stunned for a moment, then asked hurriedly.

"Someone has to return to Frosttrail Island with treasure and bring it to the people who are looking forward to it."

"Nope! That person is not me, I am going to fight with you Taru. Evenson said firmly.

"You still have a lot of work to do." Friedreel took a sip of the soup and said, "Ioll, Tyril, and Tallegaril will all come with me to contain the enemy. If we can't come back, you'll have to manage Frosttrail Island. ”

"No, no, no! I don't have that qualification. "I'll go with you to fight the damned Athorians as soon as the morning dawns." ”

"Hey, listen to me Evenson, that Lelagerson guy is still waiting for you on Frosttrail Island." Friedlier joked to Evenson.

"No, I'll just follow you."

"Obey me." Friedlier put away his smile, he put one hand on Evenson's shoulder and said solemnly, "You go back with the rest of the warriors, remember to go around to Watch Island before passing through the Trembling Sea, and remember to give some of the treasure and supplies to the people there." Also, give the True Eye and this to Siberys. ”

Friedlier said as he removed a ring from his left index finger. Evenson saw that Friedley had taken off the same black Ouroboros ring that he had always worn on his hand and had never taken off.

Evenson saw that although the ring lying in Friedlier's hand at the moment was small, every detail of the snake's body was extremely delicately cast, and even every scale seemed to be clearly visible. On the black snake's head, two small black glow crystals were embedded as its eyes, and the precious black glow crystal snake eyes revealed a dim gloomy glow.

"Taru, I don't understand, two very important things should be handed over to her? The little girl? Evenson was surprised and asked, "I won't talk about the True Eye, but why did you give her this ring?" ”

"Now she's a little girl, yes, but she's growing up. Again, I hope you treat her well. It would be best to teach him something you learned from the Panthéon. "If you find it difficult to do so, then you should treat her as if she were my daughter." I guess in that case, you won't be prejudiced against her anymore. ”

"Taru, if she is your daughter, she is the future Taru, but—" Evenson didn't finish speaking, he paused, then shook his head, "I really don't understand what kind of magic she has done to you. ”

"Alright, Evenson." Friedlear said, "You have to get to Frosttrail Island to get a good share of your harvest." ”

Evenson didn't speak.

"This is my order to you." Friedlier said solemnly, "Are you going to disobey my orders?" ”

"Nope." Evenson said softly.

"Since you won't disobey, then you do as I say."

Evenson hung his head and nodded slightly, but did not speak.

"Okay, don't be upset. You really look like the most girl-like Pheton warrior I've ever seen. Friedlier put the ring in Evenson's hand and patted him. After looking around for a moment, Friedlier leaned in to Evenson and whispered, "There's one more thing, listen to me." ”

"Command, Taru. I am at your disposal. Evenson said, holding the ring.

"After this return, there may be a big change in the attitude of the islands towards the king. I think it might even turn into a palace fight. Worse, there could be a small-scale civil war that would involve Frosttrail Island. After looking around again to make sure that there were no warriors from the other islands around, he continued, "I hope you don't get involved, all you have to do is protect the people of Frosttrail Island." Also, when the turmoil passes, remember to take Siberys and Mikicharan to Frosttrail Island. ”

Evenson nodded, "I see, Taru. ”

"Alright, go find Tyrell. He also wanted to say a few words to his beloved little freckles. ”

In the darkest hour before dawn, Friedlier set out with two thousand brave warriors from Feiton. They exited the Emerald City gates and turned eastward. Friedlier then led them along the trail of the fleeing Hido, clinging to the edge of the woods.

By the time the east was about to spit out the light, he led his troops around the far end of the woods. He clearly saw the army camp set up on a flat terrain.

"Be quiet. Roll up the battle flag. Watch the pace. Friedlier gave the order to the fighters.

It was getting dark, and when the beleaguered Sentries of Hido suddenly noticed that an enemy was coming, the Fedon warriors had already launched a charge under the leadership of Friedlier. With tomahawks and spears in hand, they strode as meteors ran. As they approached the camp, they let out a roar of shock and madness. With a roar, they rushed into the barracks and stabbed to death the panicked and hastily resisted enemies.

Tyrel swung his massive double-edged battle axe and led a team of capable warriors of the Isle of Eternal Night straight into the enemy's tent. After cutting down two guards, he led the warriors to break through the hastily formed spear formation of the Xidu people in front of the big tent, and fought all the way into the tent.

"Ioliel! Take the soldiers to the stables! After cutting down an enemy who had escaped from the tent naked, Friedlier pointed to the stables in the barracks with a blood-stained "night" and shouted an order to Ioliel behind him.

Aeoliel shot the Hildo warriors who tried to ride their horses with his spears, and commanded his soldiers to snatch the horses from the stables.

Under the cover of the soldiers, Tarregalil forcefully cut down the flagpole that stood in the camp of Yasol.

With the banner toppled and Tylil slain the enemy in the Great Tent, the army of Azor, composed of the Hildos, began a full-scale rout.

Seeing that the enemy was retreating, Friedlier mounted the horse that Iollel had stolen, and led Ioliel and the other warriors on the horse to immediately pursue the enemy.

After killing more than 100 panicked and fleeing enemies, Friedlier stopped the pursuit, and he immediately led his troops back to the camp.

"Prepare the camp, erect the horses, we will hold on here." Friedlier dismounted and ordered everyone, "The enemy's main forces will soon arrive, and we must prepare to continue the battle." ”

"Raise the Kraken Banner so that the approaching enemy can clearly see that we are here." Friedlier also instructed Tarregalir.

Shortly after Tarregalil replaced the flagpole he had cut down with a sea monster flag, Friedlier stood on the watchtower of the camp and saw clearly that from under the newborn sun, an army of Athors had emerged with banners and a well-organized army.

"Ancestors, so many people." Seeing the large number of enemies, Friedlier couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "I really didn't expect that the Riasols would gather such a huge army in such a short time. ”

"Oh my God." Tyrel was also intimidated by the slowly approaching army of Azor in the distance, he looked into the distance and said, "Taru, they, they must have at least 20,000 men." ”

"This should be the army under Sulehim, the king of the West of Asor." Ioliel also looked at it and said, "I see their banners painted with swooping golden eagles. ”

"There are so many of them, and if we stay in this camp, we can't resist it for too long. There is a good chance that they will be besieged. Friedlier watched as Athore's army approached, he looked around, thought for a moment, and then immediately ordered Tyrell and Ioliel, "Quickly organize the army, we will go to the edge of the woods to the south, and we will set up our positions with our backs to the woods." ”

Under Friedreel's orders, the Featon warriors carried as many stakes as they could to the woods on the south side of the woods, where they leaned against the woods, planted their horses, raised their broad shields, and propped up their spears. Friedreel and Tarregalil guarded the flanks, while Eoliel led fifty or sixty horseback Pheton warriors to hide deep in the woods.

After a rain of arrows, the armoured cavalry of Azor and the infantry launched an attack on Phetton's position. Although the trees and horses greatly hindered the might of the Yasol cavalry, it was clear that the Yasol army had more advanced tactics and better training. Their cavalry and infantry entered the battlefield in tandem, and after the infantry assisted the cavalry in clearing the road, they quickly attacked the Phedonians along the path that the cavalry had broken through.

The shield array led by Tyrell gradually began to crumble in the face of a coordinated attack by cavalry and infantry. With Tellier's retreat, a large number of Yasol's forces soon outflanked Friedreel and Tarregalil as well. The two sides were locked in a fierce battle in the woods.

After killing and resisting, Friedlier saw that more and more Yasol soldiers were besieging him, so he retracted his formation and shouted to Tyrell to retreat deeper into the woods. As Tellier began to retreat, Aeolir led a small number of cavalry horses that had been hidden for a long time. Ioliel's surprise attack created a certain amount of confusion for the Azor, while also buying valuable time and cover for the retreating Phetton soldiers.

"Don't scatter, gather together, and go inside with me." Friedreel caught up with Tyril after killing one of the Athor Scimitar Shieldmen, shouting at the retreating Phedon warriors.

It wasn't until just after noon that Azor stopped his pursuit deep into the forest, and Friedlier and his warriors gained respite.

Aeoliel arrived last on horseback, and he gathered many of the scattered warriors along the way. After assembling all the soldiers, Friedlier was surprised to find that nearly half of the Featon warriors had suffered casualties in the battle. He secretly marveled at the combat effectiveness of Yasor's army, a terrifying combat force he had never seen in his years of raiding the Gold Coast.

Even more fragile than the loss of a large number of soldiers was the fact that his old buddy Tarregalil had disappeared during the retreat, and his fate was unknown.

"Fighters, we have only been fighting with the enemy for half a day, and we are far from completing our combat mission. Although we lost our fighters, the enemy also paid a heavy price. Now we can't back down, we have to strike again. Friedreer raised his voice and spoke to the warriors in the woods.

"Taru!" The warriors were not afraid of life and death, and roared with great fighting spirit.

After drinking water from a stream, Friedlier led his warriors on a circuitous journey out of the woods. Fortunately, after he led his team out of the woods, he happened to see the marching Azor baggage and supply troops.

Unable to miss the opportunity, Friedlier immediately commanded his fighters to launch a surprise attack on these enemies.

The raid was successful, and the supply team of Azor was taken by surprise. But Friedlier didn't let this stop him from fighting, he knew that there was a huge disparity in power between friend and foe. Before Azor's main force could return to support, Friedlier again organized his warriors to retreat and burrow into the woods.

This guerrilla-like tactic of Friedlier angered the generals of Yasor's army. This time, they finally made up their minds to wipe out Friedley's force in one fell swoop. Soon, Azor's army reversed its course, and the army entered the woods in pursuit of Friedlier.

The swiftly arrived cavalry of Azor was the first to catch up with the retreating Pheton warriors and scatter them. The infantry that followed up rushed up and slaughtered the lone Featon warriors.

Friedlier led his soldiers to retreat all the way to resist under the cover of the woods, fleeing all the way. Until the sky turns dark and the woods grow thicker.

In a clearing in the woods, Friedlier gasped for breath, and he saw wearily that there were only about three hundred soldiers left who had followed him along the way.

A gust of wind blew, and the forest made a rustling sound, like the swing of leaves, like the beast of the forest, more like the footsteps of the enemy.

The warriors clenched their weapons and looked at the dim jungle around them, the enemy seemed to be approaching in the shadows, and there was a faint murderous aura between the thin mist. Even if these soldiers in front of them have had an extremely bloody and cruel day, the current situation makes them shudder even more.

Friedlier held the "Nightfall" in his hand, watching warily for the gap between the trees. Tyrell was bandaged on the arm wounded by the arrow. Eoliel gripped the spear and tried to reassure the horse from making a sound.

In the most tense moment for everyone. Suddenly, the deep and bright sound of the dragon's heart horn sounded. From the other side of the woods, it came from afar, tearing the silence along the way.

One of the soldiers asked happily, "Are they back to support us?" ”

Friedlier shook his head lightly as he looked in the direction the howl had come from.

"Is it Tarregalil?" Ioliel asked, confused.

"It's him, he's attracting Azor's army with the sound of a trumpet." There was a hint of pathos in Friedlier's tone.

After the dragon's horn sounded for a while, it came to an abrupt halt, and then Friedlier said to the soldiers around him, "It's completely dark, and our mission has been accomplished. There was no one to support us. Next, it's time to fight for our glory. ”