"That's enough, that's the end of today's interrogation, you go down first. Thorin suddenly lost his interest in talking, and he waved his hand and gave the order to evict the guest.

The dwarven warrior guarding the door immediately came to Marlowe to block him, but Marlowe still had something to say, he wanted the help of the dwarven king, and he wanted to know the whereabouts of the Agna and them.

"Your Majesty, allow me to say one more word. In the face of the arrogant and impudent dwarven king, Marlowe felt that he had to fight again, at least to find out if Agna and the others had reached the Chariot Mountains safely.

Thorin said with a look of annoyance, "What do you want to say, if it's about your steppe tribes, then you don't have to, I don't want to talk about that now." ”

"I want to ask if the women and children of our tribe are with you?" Marlowe did not see the women and children of the tribe who had left the steppe early at General Johnny's station, if they had already reached the Chariot Mountains, they should have been captured by the dwarves, and the dwarven kings who lived in the underground city were all here, which at least proved that the dwarves had already discovered Agna and them.

"Why, are you afraid that I will sell them as slaves?" Thorin asked rhetorically, looking at Marlowe playfully.

"No, I'm sure dwarves with infinite wealth wouldn't do that, I just want to know if they're safe. In order to get an answer, Marlowe could only compliment the dwarven king without a trace. "Your Majesty, so they have indeed arrived safely in the Chariot Mountains?"

"You're right about one thing, we dwarves are a civilized race, and the slave trade is something that only the lowly and savage races do. A smug smile finally appeared on Thorin's face, and he reached out his hand full of diamond rings and stroked his beard, then said. "Guards, take him down. ”

In the end, Marlowe could not get a definite answer, he was driven out of the room by two sharp spears around his neck, and then locked in an iron cage, without food, beer, or even water, and two dwarven warriors stood by with weapons to guard him.

It wasn't until the sky began to turn a little white that the dwarven general Johnny finally appeared, and he walked to the cage with some hurried steps and said, "Soldier, let him out, His Majesty has given me permission to take him out of here." ”

No one in this country dares to deceive people under the banner of the king, not to mention that the two dwarven warriors have met Johnny, who is known as the "Shield of the Mountains".

Marlowe was finally rescued by Johnny from his low environment, and he knew that the dwarven king must be deliberately trying to torture him, so he put him in the dwarven cage, he was twice as tall as the dwarf, so he could only stay in a curled position.

It's a terrible feeling!

"Alright, come with me. Without waiting for Marlowe to move his muscles, Johnny hurriedly spoke.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course, I'm going to get the women and children of your tribe to my station!" Johnny said, looking left and right, then lowering his voice. "You'd better hurry, for I've managed to convince the king to agree to let you get together, and get things done before he changes his mind. ”

Marlowe froze on his feet and quickly thanked, "Thank you." ”

"Don't thank me, I'm also thinking about my subordinates, you dozens of wounded people need someone to take care of, I think it's better to let the people of your tribe do it, at least there will be no conflict due to language barriers, and it can also free up some manpower for me, my group of young men are tired enough every day and need to rest. Johnny said bluntly. "That's what I said to Your Majesty. Let's go, we'll have to fly up the griffon for a while. ”

It was just dawn, and in the air he could see the distant horizon lit up with a touch of red, and Marlowe was looking at the light with his dwarven rider's plate armor, the first time he had seen the pre-sunrise view from the sky.

The sky was cloudy and viscous, the fog was rolling, and a red sun was trying to release its energy, the cage could not imprison it, the shackles could not restrain it, and its light and heat would finally penetrate all obstacles in front of it to warm the earth.

Marlowe couldn't help but clench his fists and mutter.

"Hope!"

After about a quarter of an hour's flight, the griffons came to another dwarven army station, about two thousand five hundred men, which was located at a distance from the other two stations, and when the three stations were connected, it was a nearly equilateral triangle, and the dwarven king's station was the farthest from the eagle's beak pass, but it was possible to provide reinforcements to both stations at the same time.

Johnny jumped off the griffin and found a document signed by Thorin, and the dwarves who came to contact him immediately carried out the dwarven king's orders.

Following the dwarven officers of this station to the place where Agna and the others were being held, Marlowe finally saw the women and children of the Warcry tribe and the other two tribes, and before they could communicate, Johnny urged Marlowe to quickly lead the team towards his station.

Looking at this group of tribesmen, Marlowe's heart suddenly became extremely sad and heavy, and he didn't know how to open his mouth to tell everyone the bad news. More than 300 warriors from the Warcry tribe, more than 80 warriors from the tribe, and more than 100 warriors from the other two tribes, a total of more than 600 people, and only about 100 people finally reached the Chariot Mountain Range alive.

Three or four hundred souls lay to rest in the grassland, and behind them were their mothers, their wives, their sisters, their children......

Marlowe couldn't imagine the grief and grief they would have when he told the news of the death of more than 400 people, and he could not say it now, but when he got to General Johnny's station, everything would be unavoidable.

Walking silently at the front of the line, his heart felt like he was pressed against a huge stone and could not breathe, he so hoped that this road would never be completed, or that time could stand still forever for a moment. Unfortunately, reality is always merciless, and Marlowe can already see the station on the top of the hill in the cracks of the jungle.

"Be strong, men always have to face these things that they don't want to face. General Johnny said to himself, and then mounted his griffon and flew to the garrison with his men, not worried that Marlowe would flee with these men, because there were still their relatives in the garrison.

Marlowe stopped, and the crowd behind him also stopped, looking at everyone's eyes, Marlowe wanted to speak several times but held back the words back to his heart, and finally he decided to say everything: "My relatives, as well as my friends from the White Hoof Tribe and the Bloodblade Tribe, I don't know how to express my grief and guilt......"

"Marlowe, will we wait until we see them?" Agna interrupted Marlowe softly, Marlowe was now able to tell everyone what they were going to see, and she wanted everyone to have a buffer. "Let's go, and we'll talk about that when we see our warriors. ”