Working Prophet.

Chapter 684

The strong bloody smell permeating in Baihe City aroused the killing desire in Sharjah's heart.

Although the battle is now over, Sharjah doesn't feel satisfied, but has a sense of emptiness that is still unfinished.

He wants more enemies, especially powerful ones, because only fighting against strong ones can hone him, and defeating strong ones can also gain a lot of prestige.

Let the prestige of him and the Yi tribe spread throughout this continent, making all enemies fearful, so that the subsequent journey of conquest will become smoother.

However, Solomon didn't think so. Sharjah felt that he was not like a general, but like a preoccupied businessman, paying attention to those boring numbers all the time.

Every time before a battle, we weigh repeatedly, and after the battle, we will count the number of casualties of our own side in the first time, and we are careful in everything we do.

The Keyi people were supposed to be brave, invincible and fearless.

Sharjah couldn't understand Solomon's behavior, especially when he learned that the latter planned not to use the army after this battle, and instead relied on allies and recruited indigenous lords to fight for them, Sharjah sprouted The idea of ​​acting alone.

As a fighter, he couldn't bear a day without fighting.

Therefore, after the Battle of White River City, he called out a few cronies and friends. These people are people who are relatively close to Sharjah on weekdays, and there are also friends from the same tribe as him, who have grown up since childhood.

All of them are young people with similar temperaments, so they all agree with Sharjah's plan.

And since you want to fight the strong, you must fight the strongest one.

Moen is a well-known warrior even among the Wing Clan, and those who can defeat him will certainly not be weak, and besides, Ilea is also the champion of the martial arts tournament.

If he could kill her, he would not only avenge his dead compatriots, but also make Sharjah's name resound throughout the entire continent, and even the Yi tribe would respect him even more.

Thinking of this, Sharjah could no longer hold back the impulse in his heart.

But after a group of people flew west for a certain distance, they realized an embarrassing thing, that is, they didn't know where the green field was.

I only have a vague impression of the Western Territory, probably a place that is relatively west, but no one can say clearly how far west it is, and what's more terrible, none of them can speak the common language of the mainland.

Although food and housing can be robbed, it is impossible not to communicate with the natives here at all along the way.

So Sharjah and others made up their minds, turned back to Lion Heart Castle, and dragged Asyria.

Asyria was the first group of Yi people to come to the continent of Bratis, and they have been lurking here for eight years.

He is familiar with the local conditions and customs of the continent of Bratis. Although he is mainly active in the east, he has also been to the west, and the most important thing is that he can speak the common language of the mainland. Having Yashu is equivalent to having a guide and translator .

It's just that Assyria himself didn't want to go to the west with Sharjah and others to seek revenge from Ilea.

The order that Solomon left him before he left was for him and another Yi tribe who knew the common language of the mainland to visit the nobles in the city together with Iwan, the former chief intelligence officer of the Empire, and persuade them to surrender and change to the city's new master effect.

If you leave now, it is tantamount to violating Solomon's order, but the problem is that Asyria dare not offend Sharjah.

Sharjah was born in the Golden Eagle tribe, a famous warrior of the Golden Eagle tribe, the son of Zebulun, and Zebulun is the leader of the Zhuyi tribe. As for Asyria, he is just an ordinary member of the Red-breasted tribe.

The most important thing is that Solomon, the coach, is still in Baihe City with the army, so Assyria can only obediently serve as a guide for Sharjah and his party.

They left Lionheart Castle and flew west again. Three days later, the dry food they carried with them ran out.

Yasu proposed to find a small village, kill a few families quietly, search for their stored food, and supplement consumption, but was quickly rejected.

The one who spoke was Sharjah's childhood playmate, a Yi tribe named Balan, also from the Golden Eagle Tribe, with the same yellow-brown wings as Sharjah's on the back.

"What good food can those farmers have? And we are the conquerors of this continent. Why do we act sneakily if we are not thieves?"

Balan's words immediately got the approval of many people. By the way, someone teased Asyria, "That's right, maybe the people of the Red-breasted tribe like to be thieves, but we don't."

Yasu tried hard to explain, "I'm not going to be a thief, I just want to avoid some unnecessary troubles..."

"We are not afraid of trouble, because we ourselves are the biggest trouble." Balan's words caused everyone to laugh again.

Some people flapped their wings behind them vigorously.

"We want to eat meat. I heard that there is a kind of food here called barbecue pie, which is quite delicious."

"There is still wine." Another person answered.

"That's right, then you can only go to the town."

"Is there any town near here?" Sharjah asked Asyria.

Yaxu smiled wryly in his heart, but on the surface he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction, and remained respectful, "Yes, continue to fly forward, and we will soon reach Hound Town."

"Then we'll have dinner there tonight." Sharjah decided.

The winged warriors cheered.

Seeing the high morale of the team, Sharjah is also very satisfied.

But Yasu was a little dumbfounded, "We are still at war with the Red Lion Empire, and just killed their emperor. The people here are very hostile to us, and our...appearance is very obvious."

"It's fine to wear a bigger cloak and pretend to be a hunchback." Balaam said indifferently, "I heard that you lurking Wing tribesmen did this before."

"But at that time we all acted alone, but now there are sixteen people, how can there be sixteen hunchbacks, and they just got together." Yasu said.

"It's really troublesome," the white-backed warrior named Caleb muttered, "There should be quite a few taverns in that town, so we can split up."

"No need." Sharjah said, "Everyone is still together, so it's more lively. After entering, the door is blocked, and no one is allowed to go out. If anyone dares to question our identity, we will kill everyone inside."

"Except for the cook," Balaam added.

"There are also good-looking women."

Mentioning the woman Sharjah's face darkened, thinking of Heloise, the most beautiful woman in the mainland, someone found her dead in the maple forest outside the Lionheart Castle, and she seemed to have committed suicide by taking poison.

The woman would rather die than be with him, which made Sharjah feel a little uncomfortable.

Balaam had played with Sharjah the longest, and he saw that he was unhappy at the moment, so he came to his side and said proactively.

"Relax tonight. In the previous few battles, you were very brave. If your father knew about it, he would be proud of you."

(End of this chapter)