Iwan thought that he might be let out, but never thought he would be let out for such a reason.

Solomon has a lot of translators around him, and he should have brought a lot of them with him on this expedition to the west, so there is no reason why there will be a shortage of people at this time.

But if there is a chance to get out of this dark and dirty dungeon, of course, Iwang still has to seize it, and at least for the time being, he doesn't have to worry about his own life as a translator.

The former intelligence chief hesitated for a moment, and immediately followed.

He had been locked up for too long, and he had been cut off from the outside world, but he had heard about it one after another by the prisoners who had been caught in the back.

Knowing that Solomon's army had come to the West, but anything else was not clear to Iwan.

However, the two Wing Clansmen in front of him didn't seem to be in the mood to chat with him, and the former intelligence chief also wisely closed his mouth.

He was not in a hurry, he had access to a lot of information in the process of working as a translator, and soon Iwan knew that the army was about to prepare for the battle, and the target was Midori, where Ilea had gathered a group of rebels, but there were not many of them.

Strangely, however, Solomon himself did not intend to participate in the war, and he was staying in the city with the Winged army, handing over command to Tristan and Bahrain.

Although those Wing-Clan have wings, they can fly, and they can rush to the battlefield at any time if needed.

But the city of the lake was still too far away from the green fields, and if something really happened, Solomon and his men would not be able to make it in a day.

In comparison, it would have been much better for him to sit in Rock Snow City.

However, these doubts Iwan only hid in his heart and did not ask them, and he had a faint premonition in his heart.

Solomon and his army of winged tribes may well be in trouble.

But before he could think about it, the army had already moved on again.

Iwan could feel the relaxed atmosphere that permeated the dwarves and noble lords, and they were all clearly confident in the battle.

On the other hand, the three hundred Wing Clansmen seemed to be very silent along the way, many of them did not say a word, and at the same time they kept turning back, looking in the direction of the City in the Lake, their eyes full of worry.

In addition, Iwan also noticed one thing, that is, after only a day's journey, some of those Wing Clan people were exhausted and had to sit in the carriage.

And even an ordinary cough can make many Wing Clan people nervous.

Iwan used his strengths to piece together the bits and pieces of information, and finally came to a somewhat shocking conclusion.

- Merlin and the Cult of Peace's previous warning to Solomon is likely to be true, and the Wingclan's opponents this time are not only Ilea and the Lordess's allies, but also the Divine Punishment from Saturday!

Iwan himself thought this speculation was a bit too bizarre, even though almost all the people on the continent of Brattis believed in gods.

But those gods usually only convey oracles indirectly through their sects and priests, and even if they occasionally perform miracles, they do not personally intervene in a war.

Wouldn't the other gods be angry if they did?

But past experience has also taught the former intelligence chief that when all possible answers are ruled out, the remaining one, no matter how unbelievable, is often the truth.

Thinking of this, Iwan couldn't help but start worrying about the next battle.

Fearing something, just as the army was still talking and laughing, a Wing warrior who was in charge of the guard suddenly came to Iwang and asked him to tell Tristan and Bahrain.

An unknown army was spotted ahead, numerous in number.

When Tristan first got the news, he thought it was another sneak attacker, until Iwan told him that there were more than 20,000 people on the other side, and he was slightly startled.

"Twenty thousand? There are only more than 20,000 people left in Ilea and her allies, so is it their main force in front? ”

The head of the Polos family was not surprised, "What kind of madness are they smoking, they actually gave up the fortified city and did not defend it, and planned to come to fight us?" ”

"It's not better, as long as we defeat them here, the war will end early." Bahrain also said happily.

"Could it be that the people on their side are running too much, so that Ireya doesn't dare to wait any longer."

Some people tried to analyze the obviously unreasonable behavior of the female lord, and this speculation was also agreed by many people.

Tristan asked him to take out the map he had with him, and found that the area was mostly plains, and the nearest swamp was some distance away, which meant that there was basically no place to set up an ambush.

Moreover, the strength of the rebels is not a secret, and those who fled back before have already revealed all about it, and said that Merlin gave each lord who took refuge with a small stick that could see far away.

It was the new Hallows of the Shuangxiu Sect, but unfortunately everyone who tried to bring that little stick back was caught when they escaped.

People speculated that there might be some magic left on the stick that could be tracked, so the people behind ran away without the stick, and sure enough, no one came to chase them anymore.

In short, Tristan believed that the rebels were basically the entire force ahead, and Ilea seemed to want to fight him to the death here.

Courage is commendable, but the head is not very smart.

Tristan put away the map and ordered the army to move on.

They walked a little further, and finally they could see the dense black dots in the distance, and behind those small black dots were all kinds of flags fluttering.

One of the most conspicuous places is a huge rabbit flag.

Tristan narrowed his eyes, vaguely seeing a female knight under the flag.

Ilea really came, which means that the big battle is really ahead of schedule, as long as they can defeat the last defenders of the western border here, they will be able to achieve the final victory.

Tristan can also get out of this hellish place that he doesn't really like.

"I've heard that her father died very young, and it seems that no one can teach her to fight." A nobleman whistled and said in a relaxed tone.

"Don't be too happy, I haven't found the white dragon yet." Tristan had just finished speaking, when he saw something in the sky in the distance flying towards him quickly.

It finally came to a halt above the enemy army, its massive wings kicking up a cloud of dust, its golden eyes looking down at the coalition forces opposite.

Even from such a distance, Tristan could feel a faint sense of oppression.

He would rather run and fight a brown bear with his bare hands than face this monster.

Fortunately, soon a dragon roar was heard from behind them, and a cyan figure fell from the sky, like a storm.

Their dragon, the Storm Monarch, has finally arrived.

(End of chapter)