With a whoosh, a fiery arrow flew through Oia's head and hit his helmet impartially, and the helmet fell from the sky in response!

"There are enemies!" shouted Luther. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only then did a few people notice that they had already arrived at Montaru's territory as they spoke!

At this time, countless rockets flew towards everyone like rain, and the green birds couldn't dodge, Mera and Oia had already fallen and landed in the woods, and Turks and the others hurriedly flew down, not only to avoid the rain of arrows, but also to pick up Mera and them.

However, in addition to seeing countless arrows flying non-stop, we can only know that the arrow rain is coming from the west, and it seems that the attackers don't care whether this is a mountain forest or not, whether it will cause a fire, even if a few people fall to the ground and disappear, the sharp arrows with fire still keep flying!

Thankfully, the branches were overgrown, and Mera and Oia were all right, just hanging from the tree, and the fur coat helped them block out a lot of damage from the branches.

The surrounding trees were already burning, and about a dozen people at the end of the woods were hurrying towards with weapons, and Luthor immediately raised his hands and told the others not to resist, otherwise they would not survive. A few people did so, standing still and waiting for the Gemo to come.

In a short time, dozens of Gemo soldiers rushed over, holding weapons and shouting in front of them, but when they saw their outfits and appearances, they asked very puzzledly: "Why are you, why are you flying in the air so late?!"

Luthor hurriedly lowered his head and replied in Gemmo: "Captain, we are from the Thirty-seventh Legion!

The soldier at the head asked: "Nonsense! The war will start tomorrow, how can there be an enemy!"

However, Luthor carefully picked up the helmet that had just been shot from the ground, handed it to them, and continued: "This is the general's helmet, we dare not lie to you, because the matter is urgent, so we have to come from the air with the captured Tana flying beasts! Our shipyard has been destroyed, and now the fire is still burning, if we do not send the army over, it is likely that the thirty-seventh army will be destroyed!"

The Germo soldiers all looked at each other, took Luther's helmet, examined it carefully, and became vigilant.

"Are you from the second team of the Thirty-seventh Legion?"

Luthor thought for a moment and said, "Yes, the Thirty-Seven Legions on the other side of the Shenri River. ”

"Well, your intelligence is important. This is the outpost, you come with us first, and then we will take you to Lord Montaru. What's your name?"

"Captain, my name is Chachara. Luthor told the first soldier the name.

Sure enough, once again, they were fooled, and under the leadership of this patrol, six people followed again.

"Don't you need to put out the fire, Captain?" asked Luthor curiously.

"Hahaha, what fire? This mess of the woods is right here, and when we attack Tana, there are trees, and there are resources. What are you worried about!"

Luthor had no choice but to reply, and silently followed.

Out of the woods, Jack realized that this was nothing more than an outpost, or a grain and grass station, less than ten kilometers from the Shenri River, and Montaru's base camp should be ten kilometers to the west.

The outpost was manned by about two thousand soldiers, a small number, but they were all well equipped and divided into teams to take turns looking after the food and grass. If you want to repeat the good scene of burning the shipyard this time, I'm afraid it won't work.

Six men were brought to the front of the battle, and after the soldiers had spoken a few words to a man who looked like an officer, the officer came forward to be questioned.

As usual, Luthor stepped forward to be questioned.

The officer was a sturdy man, holding a sledgehammer weighing a hundred pounds, and the ground shook slightly as he walked.

"From the Thirty-seventh Legion?" asked the officer.

"Yes," replied Luther, "General, we have been ordered to go to the camp to report on the battle ahead of King Montaro!"

Jack was wondering why Luthor was calling everyone a general, and sure enough, the title finally went wrong.

The officer's sledgehammer slammed into the ground!

"Nonsense! If we receive a battle situation and an enemy comes to disturb us, there will definitely be a beacon fire in front of us! Do you think our outpost eats white rice? And why do you call me a general!"

Luther's eyes quickly turned, and he replied wittily: "General, those who are older than me as a squad leader should be generals! General, because the matter is very urgent, you see, the bright red fire in the eastern sky is not more convincing than the beacon fire? If I delay the report on the situation of the battle, I am afraid that even the general will not be able to bear the consequences!"

The officer looked up, startled, then climbed onto the grain and grass cart and looked, and then hurried to Luther's side and shouted, "Then what are you still doing here, hurry away!"

Luthor pretended to be very embarrassed and said, "But, but General, our flying beasts were shot to death by your soldiers, and without the riding beasts, when will we be able to reach the base camp!"

The legion walked up to the soldiers and slapped the two people in front of them, one by one, and the Gemo soldiers could not bear the weight of the slap and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Bastard! You can fire arrows indiscriminately on such a dark day without looking at them, what if you hurt your own people and delay time!" said the officer. Then he turned around and said to Luther, "Without further ado, we have exactly a few dozen transport beasts here, although they are not as good as your battle beasts, but you can use them first!"

Luther asked in surprise, "What transport beast?"

"It's specially used to transport grain and grass materials, it's a little smaller, but it's enough, what are you waiting for, go quickly, it's over there!"

As soon as the legion pointed at it, everyone saw dozens of pitifully small sea beasts hidden behind a pile of rocks, thin and lying on the ground, roaring in a low voice like a house dog.

Leaving the outpost for a while, Jack asked Luthor curiously, "Luthor, can't you tell who they are?

Luthor said helplessly: "What can be done about this? In my eyes, they all look the same, but in the eyes of the Gemer themselves, except for a slight difference in dress, they mostly rely on their faces to distinguish who is who. If it weren't for the cloth he wore on his shoulder, I wouldn't have known he was the leader. I know how to speak the Gemo language, but I'm not omnipotent, a race has to develop and mature, but after thousands of years, how can I understand them so quickly. ”

When I said this, everyone couldn't help but feel the same way. The Gemo people really look the same to the people of Tana, and they are all the same ugly. (To be continued.) )