After the preliminary arrangements were made, after the rescue work for the soldiers and civilians on the Golksington Peninsula, the little dwarf Lord Modo planned to leave here.

He knew very well in his heart that no matter how much supplies were distributed, no matter how well the arrangements were made for the soldiers and civilians stranded on this side of the strait, if the transportation lines of the strait could not be opened in time, there would not be much change in the final fate of these soldiers and civilians.

For some unknown reason, after the Burning Legion occupied the French Empire's Sun City, it did not deliberately pursue the soldiers and civilians stranded on the Goxington Peninsula, but only sent a few winged demons to harass them in the air.

However, the little dwarf Modo knew that as long as the Burning Legion was serious, with their perverted marching ability, it would only take a few days for them to appear outside the weak defensive line at the entrance to the Golxington Peninsula.

Therefore, the most important thing at the moment is the upcoming decisive battle at sea, as long as the naval battle is won, with the transportation capacity of the combined fleet, all these people can be sent to the relative safety of the Jose Empire within a few days......

"Your Majesty Modo, that ......" The old knight Don Quixote looked at the little dwarf Modo, with a very embarrassed expression.

The little dwarf Modo, who was about to turn over on the back of the dragon, suddenly stopped his movements after hearing this.

Turning around, he asked: "What else is there, are you still thinking about it, I killed those moths, believe me, some garbage, kill is kill, those big people in your country, not only will not trouble me because of this matter, but now must have a headache How to explain to me why those people are so greedy and incompetent." ”

"Not really. An extremely embarrassed expression appeared on Don Quixote's face.

As an upright knight, he naturally knew that what the little dwarf Modo said was true, but as a subordinate, he really couldn't comment on his monarch wantonly like the little dwarf.

Don Quixote rubbed his hands together and said with an embarrassed expression: "Your Majesty Modo, it's not what you think, I just take the liberty of asking you to leave a part of the dragon behind to protect our sky; ”

"So?" said the little dwarf Modo.

It is naturally impossible to place such a powerful class of dragons here at the critical moment of the sea battle, but if you don't solve the threat of the Winged Demon Air Raid for these people, it is estimated that it will have a considerable impact on the production of faith power in the future.

After a while, he had an idea: "I think you also know that in the next time, there will be a crucial decisive battle, so I really can't transfer these powerful troops to you, but if I just protect those winged demons, I can make them dare not come." ”

After speaking, the little dwarf Modo's hand commanded the dance, and hundreds of huge flags were released.

Pointing to these flags, Mordo said, "You have people hang these flags in key positions to ensure that you don't have to worry about the harassment of those winged demons." ”

As he finished speaking, the little dwarf Modo suddenly jumped up and landed on the back of the little female dragon Qi Lisi, and then quickly left everyone's field of vision in a long series of dragon groans of farewell.

The confused old knight Don Quixote opened a flag and looked at it, only to see that it was the appearance of a vicious armored black dragon, other than that, there was no difference from ordinary flags.

With strong suspicion, Don Quixote still commanded dozens of well-fed young men to erect more than two dozen flags near the beach, at such a distance as they were.

Coincidentally, the general put up a flag, and a large group of winged demons appeared in the sky, but the winged demons that appeared this time were not at all like before, flying over to kill and kill unscrupulously, but approached here cautiously.

It seems that the last time they were here, none of the Winged Demon Brigade escaped back, let them know that there was a powerful counterattack here, so they became more cautious than ever.

The crowd on the beach who had just eaten was only able to feel a little bit of the beauty of life, and now the sudden appearance of the Winged Demon made their hearts sink again.

But it was at this time that they noticed that the Winged Demons were terrified as if they had seen a natural predator, and then they screamed and turned around and ran, and in the days that followed, they never appeared again......

This sudden miraculous change, as well as the surprise of escaping death, made everyone on the beach cheer feverishly, and then the little dwarf Lord Modo, who had already flown away, received a large wave of faith power in such a sudden way.

Although the little dwarf Lord Modo is a little confused at this time, this kind of power of faith and the feeling of a lot of income is really beautiful.

The whole Entente should attach unprecedented importance to their arrival.

This point has been felt by the little dwarf Modo since he flew over the strait dozens of miles wide.

It is believed that on the beach of Okxington, among the large number of military and civilians, there must be spies arranged by the Entente and have the ability to have direct and rapid contact with the high-level of the Entente.

This made the little dwarf Lord Modo very unhappy, because it meant that the upper echelons of the Entente had a clear understanding of the tragedy that happened on the beach and the incompetence of the managers, but there was no corresponding means, and it immediately left the image that they were all rice buckets.

'If you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a teammate like a pig', for this, the little dwarf Lord Modo deeply agreed......

After taking off, hundreds of Swift Eagle Knights, who were about to fly across the strait, made their intentions clear to the little dwarfs: they were ordered by the Emperor of the Jose Empire to lead and escort His Majesty the little dwarf Modo to the capital of the Jose Empire.

Modo, a little dwarf with amazing observation, found that although these Eagle Riders were carefully dressed, both the Eagle mount and the knights themselves looked very tired.

Instead of letting the limited air power rest, he came to get these things that have little practical meaning and are on the scene, and for the psychology of these pig teammates, Master Modo couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After all, it is located on an island, although the Jose Empire is known as one of the three major military powers on the mainland, but its own land area is limited, that is, half the size of the Roland Empire.

Therefore, under the escort of a group of Swift Eagle mounts, after about three hours of flight, the imperial capital of the Jose Empire, Wudu City, appeared at Modo's feet.

When the little dwarf Modo landed in front of the palace, he had just turned off the dragon's back and no one was able to stand firmly, when a short and fat middle-aged woman greeted him with inexplicable self-confidence.

There is no need to be introduced at all, Master Modo knows that this old lady with freckles on her face is the new dream lover of the elf Lanlan, Her Royal Highness Princess Victoria of the Jose Empire.