.Tran Fortress, Orc Alliance Army Camp

Commander-in-chief Vera grabbed his hair in distress. The opposite Fortress Tran was like a bone that was difficult to chew in his throat, making him unable to swallow it or vomit it. Especially when he got the news that the defeated soldiers sent to attack Fengyang Pegasus Ranch came back and said that Bardola had been defeated and his whereabouts were unknown. Vera had plans to withdraw his troops at one point.

First, Tianyu suffered a severe blow, and then most of the human troops of Badora were wiped out. Vera now had only the orc army left, and there were fewer and fewer chips available. On the other hand, Feng Yang, according to the reports of the defeated soldiers, they were placed in the hands of a well-equipped mixed cavalry. In other words, Feng Yang still had the power to not reach the Fortress of Tland. Once these forces arrived at the Fortress of Tland, it might not be a question of whether he could withdraw his troops.

"Sir, the scouts from the outside patrol camp came back to report that they had found General Badora and his group. They were rushing here." The guards outside the door walked in and reported to Vera.

"What did you say?" Vera suddenly stood up, stepped forward and grabbed the guard's neck and asked.

"The scout found General Badora and his group, sir, what should we do next?"

"Nonsense, of course we are going to welcome them." Verathon took off the guard's neck and walked out of the camp. On the way, he met Monroe and Barto, who also received news to watch the fun. Vera reminded Monroe, "Monroe, I warn you, stop sarcastic and sarcastic at Bartola and others later. Do you hear clearly?"

"Yes, I heard it clearly."

"Well, Barto, you look at him. If he makes a mistake, he will be punished with you."

"Ah? Oh, I get it." Barto replied a little depressedly.

Vera had just arrived at the gate of the camp and happened to meet Badora and others outside the camp. Seeing Badora and his group in ragged clothes and looked listless, Vera stepped forward and said repeatedly: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back."

"The general is incompetent and has let down the trust of the Lord." Bardola bent his knees with a shame and prepared to kneel down and apologize to Vera.

Vera grabbed Badora's arm and advised, "Okay, it's good that the person will come back. I'll lose this time and win it next time. You'll be scared all the way and must have suffered a lot. Come on, come on, let's talk about it, let's talk about it, let's talk about it when you enter the camp."

Without mentioning how to take care of the defeated soldiers, he settled his chin, and Vera secretly summoned Alexander and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Is there any suspicious place?"

"Not yet. The wounds on the defeated soldiers were not faked, and they looked at their faces and food, they were indeed very hungry. But I still had some questions about how they avoided Feng Yangjun's search and returned here? When they went there, the defenders of Feng Yangjun didn't know that their forces had sneaked in. It was understandable that they didn't find it, but they had been defeated by Feng Yangjun. With Feng Yangjun's habits, how could they let them go?"

"What do you think you should do?"

"Look for an opportunity to ask and see if the reasons they said would have any flaws."

"Okay, that's it. Go and visit Bardora with me, and pay attention to the expression of Bardora when she talks."

"No problem, it's covered by me."

After Via and Alexander had finished discussing, the two came to the camp where Bardora was resting. When they went in, they saw that Bardora and Morpheus were eating voraciously. Seeing Via and Alexander come in, they stopped eating quickly, stood up and said to Vera, "See sir."

"Well, keep eating, don't care about me." Villa Badora waved his hand and said.

"Thank you for your understanding." Maybe Badora was so hungry. After hearing Villa say this, he didn't say anything else. After a thankful voice, he really continued to eat.

"You must have worked hard for this journey back, right?" Villa asked with concern.

When Badora heard this, her hands were paused, and her eyes began to turn red. Morpheus, who was beside her, stopped eating and lowered her head silently.

"What's wrong?" Vera asked in confusion.

"Sir, haven't you noticed that there is one person missing here?" Bardola asked, wiping the corners of his eyes.

"One person is missing? By the way, where is Boy?" Vera was reminded by Badora and suddenly remembered the guy who was not well-known in the Orc League.

"If Boy hadn't been this time, we would have been eliminated by Feng Yang's army long ago. He led some people to lure the enemy, and Feng Yang's pursuers were taken in the opposite direction. We brought the rest of us to the day and night and ran back after hard work. I wonder how Boy is now? Has he become a captive of Feng Yang's army or has become a dead soul under Feng Yang's sword."

Vera sighed when she heard this, reached out and patted Badora on the shoulder and comforted her: "Oh, let's be sad and change. You must live well in the future, and with Boy's share."

"Thank you for your comfort, sir." Vera replied in a choked tone.

"Okay, you have a good rest. I won't disturb you here." Vera stood up and said goodbye to Bardora.

"Great send to you by yourselves."

Leaving Badora's camp, Vera whispered to Alexander's road: "How is it? Is Badora telling the truth?"

"Eighty percent of the possible reasons are true. But just in case, it is better for us to secretly send people to monitor for a while. Especially in this tense period, be careful, there is no big mistake." Alexander said in a deep voice.

"Well... what you said makes sense, so you can arrange this matter. Let their base be close to your camp, you can monitor it nearby, and turn around and send the human soldiers who have escaped to Badora to reunite them."

"Yes, don't worry, sir, you will understand this matter at the end."

In a corner of the Orc Alliance military camp, where the injured winged man was recovering, Lang Boning, who was lying on the bed to recuperate, was looking through the books he asked Feng Qingyu to find, and saw Feng Qingyu walking in with an angry look on his face.

Lang Boning couldn't help but wonder at first sight, put down the book and asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

"Hmph, stop asking." Feng Qingyu replied angrily.

"This, Your Highness, you have nothing to do now, so why not talk to your subordinates? Maybe you may not be able to give you an idea." Lang Boning said with a smile.

"Well... OK, then I'll tell you." Feng Qingyu thought about it for a while and decided to tell Lang Boning what he was angry about just now.

Just now, when Feng Qingyu was passing by a camp, he heard someone in the camp talking, saying that their Wingmen were just here to waste food from the Orc Alliance, and they couldn't help at all, and would only cause trouble for others. Feng Qingyu wanted to rush in and beat the person who dared to say this in the camp. However, the reason the people in the camp gave next reason that Feng Qingyu could not rush in no matter what. The people in the camp said that the Wingmen troops were abolished in the battle at the Tran Fortress. Except for those who died, the rest had lost their ability to fly. What was it that was not waste that could only waste food? With anger, Feng Qingyu returned to his camp.

"Your Highness, your subordinates are incompetent, and you have been wronged." Lang Boning apologized to Feng Qingyu with a shame.

Feng Qingyu hurriedly said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Where can you ask for a crime? Don't worry, I have written a letter to inform my father about this matter, and ask him to summon famous doctors to treat your injured wings. I believe that it won't take long to fly back to the sky, so that those who look down on you regret saying those words."

"...Your Highness, have you told Your Majesty about our injuries?" Lang Boning asked Feng Qingyu with a somewhat ugly expression.

"Yes, such a big thing happened, how could I not tell my father? I still hope that my father would send soldiers to find the lost face for me." Feng Qingyu replied naturally.

"Your Highness, you are confused." Lang Boning said anxiously.

"Ah? What do you mean by saying this? What am I confused?" Feng Qingyu asked in confusion.

"Your Highness, in your eyes, is Your Majesty a generous person?" Lang Boning asked without answering.

Feng Qingyu was stunned when he heard this, and comforted himself and said, "It shouldn't be possible. After all, I am his child, so he shouldn't ignore me, right?"

"Your Highness is indeed your Majesty's child, but you should not forget that your Majesty is more than one child. Now your Majesty tells your Majesty that his men have been deposed. After your brothers know this, will they not use this opportunity to attack Your Majesty and get rid of us who have always supported Your Majesty?"

"But, but..."

"Your Highness, how many days have you sent the letter?"

“…Five days.”

"...It's too late." Lang Boning said with a disappointed face: "I guess it won't take long to capture us, those of us who have lost the face of the Tianyu Empire. Your Highness will take care of ourselves in the future."

"Lang Boning, you have always been resourceful. You think of a solution yourself. I don't want to see you die." Feng Qingyu, who knew that he had made a big mistake, quickly said to Lang Boning.

“…There is only one force that can save us now.”

"that?"

"The Wind-On Empire."

"You're crazy, they're our enemies."

"They are indeed our enemies, but compared to those domestic enemies, they are now our only life-saving straw."

"But the other winged people..."

"I convince them that I am worried about you, Your Highness, what will you do if we surrender to Feng Yang?"

"I? Of course I am with you." Feng Qingyu replied with a look of course.

"...Your Highness, you are the prince who is qualified to inherit the throne of the Tianyu Empire. If you surrender to Feng Yang with us, then your right to inherit the throne is..."

"If it's gone, it's gone. Without your support, I guess the throne will be out of the way for me. And in order to clear my potential obstacles, my brothers will never miss this opportunity to hit me. I'll be safer with you. In the end, it's always no problem to be a rich man in the future."

"Your Highness, why did you suddenly think about it?"

Feng Qingyu shrugged when he heard this and replied casually: "You have to think about it even if you can't think about it. Compared with the throne, your life is more important."

"Your Highness, it's not too late, let's plan it quickly."

"Well, I'll get the other winged generals now, and you tell them about this."

After a while, four generals of the Winged Man were found. They were puzzled by Lang Boning's sudden desire to see them. Without letting them wonder how long, Lang Boning said to the four people straightforwardly: "Tell everyone a bad news. Our Emperor has already known the news of our defeat and has sent people to capture us. I believe that in no time, we will be escorted back to our country and accept the punishment of the empire."

"What are we injured for the empire, but we failed to succeed in failure?" A general of the Winged Man immediately said anxiously.

"You can say these words to Your Majesty in the future, as long as you can see Your Majesty." Lang Boning replied slowly. His words made the general who spoke before shut up immediately. He knew very well that if he returned to the empire, he would be hanged directly, let alone defending him when he saw Your Majesty.

"Sir Lang Boning, do you have any ideas?" Another general of the winged man looked at Lang Boning and asked.

"...you guys want to die?" Lang Boning asked in a deep voice.

"Of course we want to live."

"Okay, then we will follow His Highness and surrender Feng Yang."

When the four generals of the Winged Man looked at each other when they heard this, they surrendered to Feng Yang? Or was it your highness leading it?

Seeing the four people's puzzled appearance, Lang Boning said, "I don't hide it from you. Because of our defeat, Your Highness has lost the qualification to compete for the throne. In order to avoid being killed by other princes, Your Highness decided to take us to surrender to Feng Yang and use his own hands to make a world of heaven."

"Your Highness..." The four generals looked at Feng Qingyu with a touching look on their faces, and Feng Qingyu lowered his head in shame. He understood that Lang Boning said this to make his subordinates grateful to him and not betray him.

"Your Highness, we are incompetent, and we have suffered grievances." The four generals of the Winged Man said to Feng Qingyu with a look of shame.

"I..." Feng Qingyu opened his mouth and wanted to tell them the truth. Before they could speak, Lang Boning interrupted and said, "I have something to apologize to you. If I hadn't reported this to Your Majesty from you, maybe your Highness wouldn't have to..."

"Haha..." The four generals laughed at the same time.

Lang Boning and Feng Qingyu were laughed inexplicably. One of the generals said with a smile: "Lang Boning, don't take the blame for Your Highness. We know that it was Your Highness who wrote a letter to Your Highness without hiding you, right? In fact, we have no intention of blaming Your Highness in our hearts. Since the day we swear to be loyal to Your Highness, we have regarded Your Highness as the one we follow for life."

"...I'm sorry." Lang Boning said sincerely to the four of them.

"It's okay. How can we leave here?"

"It's not a problem for us to leave. Just hurry before the people sent by Tianyu to capture us. Your Highness will say goodbye to Vera later. For those who we only waste food but cannot help at all, Vera will not try to keep us too much. As long as your Highness is determined to go, he will definitely let it go. As for you, don't tell the soldiers the truth after you go back. After we leave here, find a place to tell them the truth, and leave them to their own decisions. Let me tell them now and take them home."

"Okay, we know. Then let's take action separately."
To be continued...