It was a full sixty-four days after the Streamers left the city of Solong that the Savies began their journey south. The 500,000-strong army, together with their horses, the Hunters, sailed south along the southeast coast, landed at the port of Silvania ten days later, and then rode the Hunters west along the river for three days before reaching the Sylvnian Forest.

But the army encamped outside the forest and spent the night in peace, but the aliens did not move, and did not even see a single figure, much to the surprise of the Savoy. Normally, long before the army disembarked, the aliens were already guarding the coast and began to do everything in their power to prevent them from going to the Sylvenian Forest. Even if they were not, they would usually appear outside the forest before the Savoa Edicts, rather than waiting until they had set up camp. You know, this forest is like the life of an alien, at least to the Savoyards. Ever since the aliens took over the forest and named it Silwinia, it has been heavily protected and the Savoyard are not allowed to trample on the forest whenever there is a war. So, to date, the forest has not been affected by the war between the two sides.

Despite the unusual circumstances, the Savoyard army did not set foot in the forest as usual. The two sides have been fighting for many years, and they have long understood each other's temperaments, and gradually formed a tacit understanding, as if this is a matter of convention. At first, the reason for the Savoyard people to declare war was simple, it was nothing more than to expel the invaders, but it gradually evolved into a practice of repeated challenges unwilling to be defeated, and one or two painless wars every year were needed to calm their irrepressible competitive spirit a little, but in fact, there was no hatred at all.

All along, the battle between the two sides can be called above board, and there has never been a sneak attack. Except, of course, for the time when Instin Gate, the emissary of Herilandi, used a thorn net to trap the aliens. The Sava people didn't have any scheming in the first place, so they set up a position on the opposite side of the battlefield every time, and waited for both sides to be ready and gave the order to start a battle at the same time before officially launching an attack. It is not so much a war as a contest of arms between two ethnic groups. From this point of view alone, the Sava people are quite satisfied with the openness of the aliens, and naturally they are much more enjoyable than dealing with the scheming Lepelians in the Eastern Continent.

Until the next night, no strangers were found, and the Savoyard people outside the forest simply lit bonfires, and gathered around to drink wine, eat barbecue, and sing and dance, without the slightest sense of tension in the battlefield. In fact, even during the war, there was not much military discipline to restrain these brave Sava people. This is because this fighting nation has never deserted, and as soon as the signal for war sounds, they will immediately rush to the battlefield, and will never retreat without withdrawing troops or truce. Whenever and wherever they are, they will be ready to make sacrifices, but this does not prevent them from enjoying themselves in time.

The straightforward and rude Savoyard people have never had any vanity, they go straight to the point, they sleep when they are full, and they rarely keep their troubles in mind. When they win a war, they celebrate, and when they lose, they celebrate, but not to celebrate the results of the war or to reflect on the reasons for the defeat, but to take the opportunity to enjoy themselves in time.

Although the Eastern Continent, the birthplace of civilization in the world, has many customs, rituals and institutions, and has many religious activities and folk festivals, especially the hierarchy, it is the most important part of the ritual culture of the Lepelian people. But the Western Continent is completely different, the Sava people have no religious beliefs, do not believe in ghosts and gods, this fighting people only worship wild fighting power, and like to use their own strength to conquer everything. Therefore, their cultural life is also relatively simple and crude, and the only folk festival is called "Victory Day". But the interesting thing is that this "Victory Day" doesn't actually have a specific date, and it tends to come and go casually.

After each war, the Savoyard people usually held a "Victory Day" celebration. Moreover, no matter how big or small the battle, no matter what the outcome of the battle, even if it was just a return from a hunt, it was worth celebrating. Whether it is a big celebration for the whole country or a small celebration for civil society, all of them will be named "Victory Day". Indeed, this fighting nation is not only strong in appearance, but also relatively simple and rough in life, the form of expression of culture and art is so scarce, and even the clothing and daily necessities are mainly simple and practical. It's rare to see anything delicate and beautiful in the Savoy, but perhaps they don't care about the glitz and glamour.

However, this people, which does not seem to have particularly outstanding achievements in literature and art, is more fond of singing and dancing. However, most of their songs have simple melodies, and the lyrics are straightforward and easy to understand, and there is no intriguing meaning, and they are often spontaneous and used to set off the atmosphere. It is rare to see Savoyard people who can play musical instruments, and their singing and dancing are usually accompanied by objects brought from their hands, and sometimes even by the sound of their feet stepping on the ground. Although it does not have a beautiful melody, it has a strong sense of rhythm and is always full of passionate power.

As it was the case tonight, when the aliens still did not show up, the Savoyard simply held a bonfire feast on the spot, and the army of 500,000 sang and danced on the outskirts of the forest, striking each other with weapons, beating and beating, so that it was not lively.

Ho hey, ho hey,

The bonfire is lit, the barbecue is fragrant, and the wine is respected.

War songs are sung, battle flags are fluttering, and mighty warriors step on the hunting beasts to fight.

The bonfire is lit, the barbecue is fragrant, and the wine is respected.

The prey of wealth, the hand to capture, the battlefield of flesh and blood, move forward bravely without hesitation.

The bonfire is lit, the barbecue is fragrant, and the wine is respected.

Drink until dawn tonight......

Amidst the wild singing of the Savoyard people, the streamers on the top of the mountain also began to start fighting. When the priest left the city of Solong, he made a point of telling him that if he had not returned three days after his arrival in the forest, they would have to descend the mountain to meet him on the fourth day, lest it take too long to arouse the suspicion of the Savoyards.

On the third day, Tusaron, king of Savoy, also came. As a rule, whenever there was a war, King Savoy would always go with him. But this time, due to the sudden invasion of the capital by aliens, not only destroyed the Colosseum, but also released all the fierce beasts inside, causing chaos in the city, and it would be difficult for him to get out if he did not deal with these affairs. Moreover, Instin Gate, the emissary of Herrilandi, the largest power in the Eastern Continent, had not left at that time, and Tusaron had to spend some more time dealing with him. Due to the above reasons, we had to postpone the southward movement for a few days.

Tusalon was also surprised to hear that the aliens had not been seen for three days, so he asked a few soldiers to go closer to the forest to find out if they could find any useful news. Not long after, a soldier hurried back, panting and reporting: "Your Majesty, I have found a foreign child in the forest. ”

"Kid?" Tusalon was a little surprised.

After years of fighting with this group of aliens, I have never found out that they have children, I have never seen any aliens who look like females, and I have never even imagined such a situation. Although the aliens had a smooth face except for their long blue-green hair, and could smell the scent coming from them even if they got closer, and perhaps they liked to smear some fragrant flower oil on their bodies from time to time, their physical characteristics were clearly skewed towards males. So, to be honest, Tusalon always thought they might be a male group.

"Yes, the boy is only a little tall," the Savoyard soldier continued, gesturing his hand to his waist, "and his hair is a strange color, unlike any stranger I've ever seen before. ”

"Isn't there anyone else with that kid?" asked Tussalon, confused.

"No, the strange kid was running around the forest alone, and we didn't come closer, fearing that we would scare him away, leaving only two people to continue to observe in the dark. ”

"Go and get the boy and ask his people why they didn't show up. ”

"But, Your Majesty, we don't have thorn nets with us. Although he is a child, he is also a foreigner after all, and I am afraid that he will not follow us obediently......" the soldier hesitated.

What the soldier said also makes sense, those aliens are indeed very powerful, after Instin Gate's trap with a thorn net last time, it took thousands of soldiers to cooperate with the net, and it was not easy to catch a few, and then thinking about the one-winged alien who was caught in the early years, it can be seen that the ability of the alien child should not be underestimated. Tusaron thought for a moment and said, "Let's try it, I don't have to catch him, it's mainly to attract the attention of the aliens so that they can show up as soon as possible." ”

"Yes. ”

Not long after the soldier left, he suddenly turned around and ran back, shouting, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, that kid actually ran out on his own......"