Fertile Hills, Gray Sand River.
It was a large, turbid river. The water flowed from the depths of Wilds and spread out into several river channels of different widths. The river was not deep, but the water was strong. The turbid waves kept rolling, carrying broken branches, floating grass and corpses, and rushing downstream in a mighty manner.
As the war intensified, Ashmark Lineage had built a large area of fortifications on the east coast, with wooden fences and trenches extending layer by layer, blocking the shoals and main ferries.
Catapults and heavy crossbows were lined up under the numerous watchtowers. Under the orders of the warlord, the soldiers repeatedly adjusted the arms of their crossbows and aimed them at the sandbank on the other side of the river.
Ferrum led the troops along the river bank. The river beach was muddy and full of freshly dug soil. The wind from the west bank brought the smell of wild beasts and blood. Every flag in the continuous camp was flapping in the wind.
Hatchling Dragon people glanced at the scene on both sides of the river, chatting here and there.
"It's not easy to meet Nurturer once."
Moqi muttered, "Originally, I wanted to go up there and be nice and get close, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't even have such a chance."
Kेलaili walked slowly in the middle of the team. Hearing this, he glanced at him. "Are you so close to Nurturer?"
"Yes."
Moqi nodded without hesitation. "Other Heavy-Metal Dragon live in groups, no matter Iron Dragon, Cobalt Dragon or Tungsten Dragon, Nickel Dragon, all have good parents, but Chrome Dragon is different. I feel that Valyria is better than the Chrome Dragon in my inheritance, and it fulfills all my fantasies about my mother."
He licked his teeth and moved closer to his brother. "Ferrum, Nurturer, what did Nurturer say to you?"
"It's nothing special. It just reminds us to be careful to protect ourselves on Battlefield."
Ferrum said, "One more thing, there is a Juvenile Dragon named Yuge in the Storm Family. Valyria said that if there is a chance, let me kill it."
"It should be the leader Juvenile Dragon in Chromatic Dragon, right?"
Moqi asked, "Can it be done?"
"In a normal teenage period Chromatic Dragon, the disaster is probably between level seven and level nine."
Ferrum thought for a while, "If it's one-on-one, we should be able to win."
Before their discussion was over, they heard the sound of the wind, and a Wyvern folded its membrane wings and landed in front of the marching team. The rider above swung the reins and shouted:
"Windsong Plateau's troops, you have been incorporated into the Left-Wing Legion, and immediately go to your base downstream of the Gray Sand River. The head of the legion ordered the leader of the platform, Ferrum·Solaxus, to go to the legion camp now for an audience."
"Got it." Ferrum said.
The situation was urgent, and the rider didn't care about Etiquette or respect. He didn't even leave the saddle. After receiving the reply, he quickly swung the reins and drove Wyvern into the air and away.
"Oops." Moqi whispered.
"What's wrong?"
Hatchling Dragons gathered around Ferrum.
"The leader of the legion ordered you to come to see him, but the leader of the Left-Wing Legion..."
Moqi bared his teeth. "It's Zane."
"Nothing."
Ferrum shook his head. "Nurturer told me that even Zane can be trusted."
"I'm not saying that Zane is untrustworthy, but Zane is moody, cruel and violent. When you were called by Nurturer earlier, we got some information from Ash Fortress. Do you know how rampant that guy is now?"
Moqi shook his head. "She openly accused Veloa of being incompetent and derelict in his duties and not qualified to be the leader of the right-wing legion. The two sides faced off during the Great Dragon rally. The situation was tense and almost started a fight."
Ferrum's curiosity was aroused. "Is there such a thing?"
"Yes, Warband, the seventh member of the family, was ordered to reinforce the right wing. As a result, after the war started, they were defeated in just two days and the entire army was wiped out."
Kेलaili whispered, "Although all standing Warband are owned by Red Fort and belong to the family, unlike the local garrisons of each lord, the seventh Warband The source of troops is Gnoll from Black Lake, not War Lizardfolk from Red Tide Shoal. After all, it is still more inclined to Zane."
"Veloa is the sister of Taigo and the leader's spouse. She controls the entire Southern Wilds. It used to be the most powerful in the family, but now Zane was promoted to legend and took over the ownerless Gray Mountain area, uniting Gray Mountain Black Lake together, and its power increased so much that even Veloa no longer looked down upon it."
Moqi whispered, "Ferrum ruined Nether Iron's business, which made Zane hold a grudge. Now that her spouse has died, her temperament is bound to be even more fierce. Now I summon Ferrum to see her. I don't know what trouble she will make."
"Actually..."
Bido also joined in. "Actually, you don't have to worry about Zane being cooler. I heard Nickel Dragon from Gray Mountain say, Zane and Karajiege have no feelings at all. Their original union was just for the reproduction of the tribe. In fact, even Karajiege is afraid of Zane and often keeps them at a distance."
"But Nether Iron, it's still hard to explain."
Moqi said, "Why don't Ferrum just avoid seeing her?"
"The leader of the regiment has great power. Left-Wing Legion's gains in the war are all distributed by the regiment leader. The life and death of the entire legion also depends on the regiment leader. It is definitely not allowed to disobey orders."
Kेलaili shook his head. "But we can try to change the location and avoid Lord Black Lake in this way."
"The leader of the Left-Wing Legion is Zane, but Valyria is also here. She stationed us downstream of the Gray Sand River to protect us."
Ferrum said, "The Great Dragon of the core legion are Taigo and Tungsten Dragon Lord Noz, the subordinates are Ladon and Lesser Dragon from Red Fort, the right wing legion is Veloa and Brothers Leighton and Ember Scar have all gone there. After Ash Fortress left, it is difficult to change the destination of Hatchling Dragon."
He thought for a while and then added, "I really should go to see the leader of the group, otherwise we will know nothing about the strategy and tactics of the left wing. According to the usual practice, it is natural for Zane to summon his own leader."
"Shall we go with you?" Moqi was still a little worried.
"No."
Ferrum flapped the membrane wings and took off into the air. He had mastered flying. "You go to the station to set up defenses first. I should be back soon."
The Left-Wing Legion camp spreads along the upstream of the Gray Sand River.
From a distance, the entire camp looked like a giant black beast lying on the river bank. Hundreds of battle flags were raised from the camp. The place was filled with Gray Mountain Black Lake soldiers, Wyvern rising and falling, transmitting the orders of the regiment leader in all directions.
In the center of the camp was a captured Ogre Fortress. After the war began, the fortress was quickly expanded and renovated, becoming the command center of the entire Left-Wing Legion. When Ferrum landed, Iron Dragon, Gax and Barloz were seen walking out of the fortress.
Both sides nodded in greeting.
Gax once fought side by side with Ferrum, and together they killed Mountain King who attacked Windsong Plateau. He respected Ferrum's strength and knowledge, and regarded Ferrum as a trustworthy friend, so he took a step closer and reminded:
"Mom is in a good mood today. Say less and don't mention Nether Iron to avoid making her angry."
"Okay."
Ferrum nodded lightly. "Thank you."
There was a ferocious whip mark on Barloz's face. He stared at the bright and strong Chrome Dragon. He had already moved out of the way and stepped aside, but when Ferrum stepped forward, his expression moved slightly.
He suddenly spoke and asked in a low voice, "Did you bring wine?"
Ferrum was startled. "What?"
"After the legend, Giant Dragon no longer needs to eat a lot to maintain life, but my mother is addicted to alcohol. If you have wine to offer, you can please her." Barloz said.
"So that's it."
Ferrum suddenly remembered what happened in Windsong Plateau. Bearfolk was severely punished for stealing Zane's mead, and all the male bears that had grown over weeds were sold to Steelspine Plains as slaves. At that time, he only thought that Zane was cruel and cruel, but he did not expect that there was such a relationship.
"I came under military orders, and there is no mead."
Ferrum shook his head and said, "When the war is over and I meet Lord Black Lake again, I will prepare such a gift."
After the words fell, Ferrum took a step towards the center of the legion.