After leaving the Mostere Gorge, the Black Dragon's army headed north, unlit without open fire, and the entire long procession was immersed in darkness.

Occasionally, the procession meandered through the mountain stream, looking out over the dark hill to the tip of a shadowy redwood, an environment in which it would be difficult for anyone to orient themselves without the stars.

But Caesar's armies could, they were Dark Regions clans, each with dark vision.

Each one.

Different from the logistics deployment that arrived in the wilderness first, this is the backbone of the Black Dragon Legion, the real main combat force; Orcs, lizardmen, gnolls, manticores, and canines, as well as digging worms and gray centaurs, are all mixed in.

Nero, one of the leaders of the clan, listened to the sound of the wind, the hearing of the canine demon was stronger than that of dragons, and Caesar could only hear the sound of the wind rushing over the trees on the mountain, but the canine demon could discern more information from it.

Of course, there is nothing now, their strikers have already explored, this mountain forest is quiet like a graveyard in the realm of the undead, and even the sound of birds, beasts and insects has never been heard.

It looks like he's either scared away, or he's hiding in a cave shivering. Caesar thought.

But there was nothing wrong with being careful, so he had already let the manticore out and let the guys wander low in the northwest direction, staring at any foreign objects that might come their way, while the Centaur clan followed the path of the army.

When the waves were sluggish, and the army arrived safely in the wilderness, Caesar arranged for these guys to rest for a while, and immediately sent the war lizardmen to probe their tentacles into the edge of the green capital.

About half an hour later, there were news coming back one after another.

The salamanders in charge of infiltrating returned with a tense body and a foul-smelling power, apparently under great pressure, and instead of the green rainforest, they saw a well-defended fortress.

Through the description of the lizardmen, Caesar could even imagine such a scene:

Countless ogres were stationed outside the palace of the Green Capital, lighting bonfires, and the hideous thorny beasts stepped on their steps, building one blockade after another, and on those ancient trees with majestic crowns, dotted with dense blood bats hanging upside down, bipedal wyverns hissed, patrolling and flying back and forth.

This is not in line with Caesar's envisioned situation, it has been seven years since the last baptism of war, even the most elite soldiers, after so many years, should relax a lot, not to mention these lazy and greedy monsters, they have no reason to maintain such a high level of vigilance.

This is neither logical nor commonsense.

Unless this is the order of their master, Sylvia, the Mother of Poison.

The green dragon was on guard.

She knew there would be enemies? Your own existence has been exposed?

Roy!

The progressive relationship made Caesar subconsciously point the finger at Roy, what he did on the merchant's side did not leave a trace, there would be no problems in that link, and his dependents had never even seen the green dragon, let alone betrayed himself.

The problem can only be with that rumor.

Caesar hid in the shadows, and the first time he made a move, he was guessed by the other party, so he notified Sylvia and put the green capital on guard.

It's amazing.

Caesar has a bit of a headache, it is very troublesome to have such an opponent, he finds that he can't attack the green capital smoothly, and even the blitzkrieg plan is very likely to face failure.

"Forgive us for our incompetence, my king."

The leader of the lizardmen said to Caesar that ogres are all strong and strong, and unless they hit the head and kill them with a single blow, the lizardmen will probably be screwed to death with their backhands after the assassination is exposed...... But most of the ogres in the green capital have two heads.

The thorny beasts are covered in bone armor and have incredible defense, not to mention the blood bats and bipedal wyverns, which have no place to start, and the war lizardmen are of little use in this war.

"We pledge our lives, and no one will ever find out about our whereabouts."

These are the words of the whistle Centaur and the Mence Lion, compared to the Mence Lion, the Gray Centaur is more nervous, poisoned by the bloody rule of the black dragon: "Master, I assure you, we have confirmed back and forth dozens of times. ”

"Have you counted the numbers? What is the size of the Green Capital Force? Erha. Caesar didn't reproach, he knew that the problem was not with the Gray Man and the Minternet, and continued to ask.

"As far as we can see, the ogres have eleven campfire camps, each of which has to have more than thirty heads."

"There are three large tribes of Thorns, scattered around the Green Capital Fortress, separated by swamps from each other, and the number is about five hundred."

"Bipedal Wyverns are rare, they are high-level dragons, and we only see a dozen of them."

"Blood Bat...... Countless. ”

Here's the report from the lizardmen.

"The real number of troops should be three times that, but not more than us." Caesar whispered.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Hogg, the leader of the gnolls, leaned in: "And I think they lack one thing. ”

Caesar was a dictator, but he would never ignore the wisdom of others, which led to the opportunity for his dependents to propose advice to the Black Dragon Lord, which would never happen in the rule of other five-colored dragons.

"What's missing?" Caesar asked.

"Patience."

The monsters of the green capital are not trained soldiers, so they will definitely not be able to maintain a high level of vigilance for a long time, and of course, Caesar's clan can't do the same, which is where the weakness of using the monster clan as a war force lies.

"Then we'll wait two days."

Not afraid of being discovered by the green capital, Caesar brought the Digging Worm Clan, they can build an underground camp on the spot, and it is not a problem to accommodate the entire army, and the clans are already from the dark region, so there is no resistance to sneaking underground.

"Caesar, you can't fight the big green dragon here!"

At this time, Luna stared at the green capital rainforest for a long time, and suddenly told him: "The rainforest is the home of the green dragon, and here, its ability to activate plants will be exerted to the extreme. ”

In True Dragons, there is a unique innate ability that awakens in adulthood.

It is one of the most powerful spell-casting abilities of a true dragon's life, and it will grow as its mana grows, making it unique.

For example, the Red Dragon's "Incineration Domain", the Blue Dragon's "Thunder Hell", the Black Dragon's "Rotten Swarm", and the Green Dragon's "Plant Activation". (White Dragon?) Of course there is the White Dragon! It's just that because it's so mysterious, no one has seen it, and there's no way to know. ）

It is a terrifying ability that can give life to plants, and it is an indiscriminate overlay type of potency spell that can make all plants in a certain range "live" and fight for the green dragon.

This ability is terrifying in lush vegetation, and the rainforest is home to the green dragon.

This is also the reason why the jungle turned into a desert back then, and Sylvia moved far away, not hesitating to make enemies, but also forcibly occupying the Black Dragon Niang's lair, that place was like a fish in water for her.

"It's okay, burn it."

After listening to Caesar's bland words, this is the easiest and most direct way, light a fire and burn everything before going to war, there are no plants, and Sylvia will not let alone control the plants.