Before Quiz could eat the last roasted grouse smeared with hibiscus nectar and green grapes on the skeleton table, an important piece of military information was hastily delivered by the "Wind Hearer".

Because the message was too urgent and confidential, no eagle or spell was used to teleport. Instead, someone carried the letterhead in a secret box and crossed the tidal flat area on a flying carpet, and delivered it overnight from the nearest city to the giant dragon Pasha of Queth.

"Secret: The Usang army attempted to launch an air strike, and the target is suspected to be directed at the city of Beit. The governor of the Pasha of the provinces and the consuls of the cities are hereby ordered to mobilize the troops of the garrison mages to intercept them along the way, and this order is urgent! 100,000 urgent!"

Sharing this order with General Medici in the camp, the big belly was so startled that he immediately jumped up from the pestle. He immediately grabbed the guards around him and pulled the map out of his backpack, then swept away the leftover fat chicken from the dragon Pasha's table, opened it and laid it out neatly.

"Those dogs only came out of the portal last night, how dare they attack Bait overnight, or run from the sky? This is not the rules of war at all, it is not in accordance with common sense. ”

Sweating profusely, he lay on his desk and worked on the map, but the route of the march that could be calculated on land was completely different from that in the sky - a detour or a straight line, and there were too many options to consider when walking in the sky.

However, his doubts did not last long - several young blue dragons arranged by Quest to monitor the enemy's movements from high above brought back information about the Bonisan that the Potbelly wanted to know, and Gorgias "Iron Tail", Mellors "Short Tail" and Anitos flapped their wings and fell into the camp of the "Acquisition Gang".

"Those men had prepared balloons, balloons that were much bigger than the very old red dragons. ”

"They hung a large number of ships together and hung them under the balloons. There are also many boats that can fly without balloons. ”

"The direction should be Rust City, those people are fast, we should have arrived at Rust City by the time we came. ”

The words of the three-headed young blue dragon were translated by Quest to the big belly, and the Medici general lay on the map and felt for a few moments, first plotting the location of the Rust City with charcoal, and then judging the route of the Uzoans' march - they bent west and then went straight to the capital of Beit.

Such a circuitous route avoided large cities with a large number of garrison mage troops. If its speed is really as fast as the three-headed young blue dragon reported, it will definitely reach the capital of Beit in less than three days.

To make matters worse, the route chosen by the U-Sang was in the heart of the desert, with long sands and scarce supplies, and occasional terrible sandstorms. They didn't have to worry about being at high altitude, but it would be difficult for the garrisons and the National Standing Army of the other cities of Medici to intercept them.

"Their fleet was surrounded by vulture knights, and we had to follow from a distance—not worried about the weak vultures, but with the many whispers that resembled those of adult and even elderly red dragons. ”

After thinking for a moment, "Iron Tail" Gorgias finally decided to honestly explain what he wanted to hide. Perhaps out of the only remaining sense of honor, he did not mention the fact that he immediately turned around and fled with his companion after hearing the "grown-up red dragon roar".

It's just that this young blue dragon who has no protagonist doesn't have the same insight as Quest, and his thinking is not comprehensive enough. At a distance where the three young blue dragons could hear the roar of the dragon, why didn't the red dragon, which was known for its tyranny, rush over to chase and kill?

The red dragon has the strongest physique among the five-colored dragons, and the red dragons who are above the age of adulthood have the heavy bodies of three ordinary young blue dragons combined. As long as you sell a little strength, it won't take much time to go back and catch up with the three-headed young blue dragon and kill it.

Simple minds, the answers become complex.

There were no red dragons on the airship, and all the Tails and Anitos heard was the roar of a dragon—a vivid trick devised by some alien creature skilled at sound simulation.

This alien creature is none other than the Tengu clan native to the U-san, and at this time its clan is serving under the command of the general general.

Tengu, also known as the Fallen Birds, are humanoids with raven-like heads and feathers on their chests. They invariably wore ill-fitting cloaks, robes, and ragged clothing that only covered their smooth feathers and slightly wrapped around their exposed arms and legs.

With their sharp claws, the tengu in the wild are adept at grasping onto branches to climb up, or catching prey on cliff faces. And in the city they always walk with a light step, like the wind passing through the crowd, not letting people notice their shameful image.

These guys are excellent hunters, thieves, and assassins when wielding short knives and short bows. But that's not all they have to offer, as each Tengu is a pantomime master - they can understand both Airi and human language, but can only communicate with onomatopoeia.

Tengu can simulate almost any sound they hear. They can jingle coins when they ask for money, and when they ask for a busy market, they will recreate the frolicking noise of hawkers, barking dogs, bleating sheep and street urchins.

When mimicking sounds, tengu can only repeat the words and phrases he hears, and cannot create new sentences. The other creatures interacted with the tengu and witnessed a performance of sound parody and absurd rhythms—

"Dragon, dragon, dragon, that's a real dragon, a mighty dragon that travels above the nine heavens!"

Riding back to the airship on the vulture, the Tengu rider took off his hood to hide his face and sang to the O-san freeman grooms who gathered around to greet him. As if accustomed to the tone of this humanoid creature, the other party did not laugh, but just said hello and led the vulture back to the stable to take care of it.

As the eagle was led, Tengu's eyes remained fixed on the broad wings of his flying mount. If there were a knowledgeable humanoid biobehaviorist present, he would surely read the strong emotion in the expression of the Tengu rider - envy.

That's right, it's envy.

How the Tengu clan came into being is unknown, but it is widely believed that they were the creation of a god. The tengu also had wings and were able to fly in the wind under the embrace of the wind and the sky.

However, due to his coveting ability of other higher creatures to use language, a tengu learns the secret of speech from his master's library, and he tears up the pages and sends them to the other tengu to circulate.

When this situation was revealed, the good gods did not immediately rain down their thunderous anger, and even considered whether to help them make up for the language defects that could only simulate sounds. But then he saw a large number of tengu deliberately wearing shabby clothes, begging for sympathy with their onomatopoeic powers, or simply committing fraud.

The god had seen the greed and malice of the nature of this race, and in a fit of rage disgusted with his creation, he stripped the Tengu clan of their wings, reducing them to beasts, and they could only snort on the ground.

Each Tengu wants to gain the ability to fly again, and their punishment for each other is some humiliation of their wings - tengus who have committed serious crimes are pushed down towers or cliffs by heavy wooden wings attached to their other counterparts to remind them that not being able to fly is a tragedy.

And it was precisely because the Omsang Commander gave the Tengu clan hope to rush into the sky again and stand shoulder to shoulder with the blazing sun, so he easily gathered this race and was willing to serve his subordinates.

The Tengu Patriarch walked through the corridor full of guards and walked to the commander-in-chief's command cabin, which was also a lookout pavilion.

"The blue sky is full of white clouds, and the horses are running ...... under the white clouds" (Tengu has adapted to riding a vulture horse and flying in the sky.) ）

"In your heart, fly freely......" (But that's not enough, you promised to let the tengu fly on its wings.) ）

"Majestic, high-spirited......" (My little cubs are in high spirits.) ）

The attendants, who were adept at interpreting this method of communication, kept relaying the words of the Celestial Hook Patriarch to the general who stood in the Lookout Pavilion of the airship and looked down on the ground below, and the Silver Samurai waved his hand, and the instructed Qiben guard carried out a leather case with copper leather corners.

The Tengu Patriarch opened the suitcase, but it did not contain the artificial wings of the magical power he had expected. A special leather vest, a metal-shelled backpack, an oversized three-edged dart, and other mechanical parts he didn't recognize, neatly stacked in a suitcase.

Before he could question it, two of the attendants stepped forward and took out the contents of the suitcase and assembled them. They first motioned for the Tengu Patriarch to put on a special leather vest, and then tied the backpack full of mechanical parts to the leather vest. Finally, I don't know what mechanism I pressed, a joystick-like thing stretched out of the backpack, through the gap between the Tengu Patriarch's left flank and his left arm, and the length reached just enough to reach the palm of his hand.

After doing this, the two attendants hurriedly took a few steps back. In the amazement of the Tengu patriarch, the sound of boiling water sounded from behind him. Worried about getting burned, Tengu hurriedly tried to take off his vest, but the wooden floor under his feet suddenly fell downward.

Falling, falling unprepared.

In the midst of the fall, the tengu patriarch's howl like a cuckoo's cry of blood and a crow's cry of night resounded in the sky. During the fall, the Tengu clan passed through several decks, and at one point, he saw dozens of mules pushing the connecting rods to drive the propellers that powered the airship.

That's not a three-edged dart at all, it's also a kind of propeller. The propellers attached to the backpack spun rapidly under the power of steam, finally bringing the Tengu Patriarch back to the sky before he crashed into the earth.

The wind and sand of the desert were blowing the tengu, and the hovering propellers were swaying from side to side.

But this was not a problem, the memories left in his veins allowed Tengu to quickly master the knack of dealing with the currents, and he was constantly fine-tuning with the joystick in his hand, always receiving the help of the wind.

Flying upside down, diving, and elevating, and after trying various ways to fly, the Tengu Patriarch finally flew into the Admiral's airship through the open porthole on the Lookout Pavilion.

"This is the cloud wing, the first craftsman workshop of the Usang to develop a single aircraft. All you have to do is sign this contract to pledge allegiance to the Admiral, and everyone in the Tengu clan will have their own Cloud Wing. ”

The attendant, who had been waiting for a long time, took out the bloodline contract that had been prepared long ago and handed it to the surprised Tengu Patriarch.

In fact, the invention of the Ascending Cloud Wing was originally intended to equip the Utsushi soldiers, but due to the weight of normal human samurai, the steam-driven spiral wing could not provide enough lift, so it was used by the general to envelop the Tengu clan.

Since then, the lackeys have been completely turned into slaves.

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