In a rain fed jungle dozens of kilometers away from the northern King City, Garon nefadithus tangrian was lying on the ground without image, staring at a cluster of shrubs trembling in the wind in a daze. The mud splashed high in the rainstorm and covered with his gray black scales.


    As the brother of the black emperor, Prince poison fire can certainly find a more comfortable place to stay in that magnificent and huge Royal Court, but Garon decided not to do so. He returned to his birthplace, hoping to stay away from the noise and disturbance as far as possible and think about when to make that important decision.


    Twenty days ago, in the Lord''s assembly of the northern court, the black emperor accurately explained Garon''s task in one sentence: "you want to enter Skogar, take action with the fleet and the deep-sea country, and point directly at the heart of the sun."


    The strategy and objectives of this attack are included in a simple sentence, but for the whole black wing Empire, this is not just a simple military action, but a great feat similar to the opening up of the new continent in those years. Garon knows very well that he will not only let the black wing clan land on the beach, but also open up a second battlefield, Completely split the giant empire.


    But to do all this, we must first ensure the success of the landing. If it fails, the whole trend of the war will be affected. It will take many years to completely defeat the sun.


    At present, Garon now commands nearly two million soldiers, most of whom are the black wing clan. There are about 700000 scorpion lions, radiation dragons, goblins and officers and soldiers of the black wing fleet, one million undead armies, deep-sea warriors provided by 200000 benthic magic fish, and 30000 northern pirates controlled by the black wing Empire.


    Few people on the mainland of ayladia have ever commanded an army of this size in history.


    Caesar didn''t give him much pressure, but Garon understood his heavy responsibility. In order to prepare for this important landing, he had to go all out. He stayed here almost all day and night, meditating, calculating and reasoning repeatedly, and put forward complete and detailed plans for each problem, such as investigation and detection plan, specific time and place of landing, emergency plan in case of accident, etc.


    The scale of the assembly operation was unprecedented. Before Garon decided on the specific date of the attack, an unprecedented number of troops and equipment began to flow into the west coast. Soon, a large number of black wing soldiers were assembled in ports, towns and nearby villages, greatly exceeding the businessmen, mercenaries and ordinary citizens on the west coast. The hotels, pubs Gladiators and card shops were quickly crowded to full, and there were one market composed of nests on the edge of the town.


    The field near the inland of the west coast has become a hidden Arsenal. Gunpowder as high as a mountain is hidden in the forest. Rows of black wing heavy guns, anti-aircraft guns and magic annihilation guns are placed on the wasteland. Goblins come and go in and out of the honeycomb food storage center, shouting to refit their tanks, armored vehicles and tracked vehicles into a more novel appearance.


    Many tanks have been equipped with diving function and can drive underwater in a short time. Some tanks carry bundles of iron plates to cross huge trenches and tall walls. Others are equipped with huge mechanical arms that can reach out to the front and knock on the ground to detonate traps


    In the West Sea, the three main ships of the black wing Empire, "the grip of the Empire", "the breath of the holy dragon" and "northern dawn" were reunited to form the world''s most powerful maritime fleet with their full battle groups. They were majestically arranged on the sea level, row by row, occupying more than 20 miles of the sea, waiting for instructions from the prince of poison fire.


    "Do you want to walk together, prince?" a familiar voice appeared in Garonne''s ear. The crouching dragon looked up and saw a strong jackal.


    "Hoo." Garon breathed. "It''s you, Hogg."


    "In fact, you don''t have to worry so much. The great emperor has absolutely trusted you when he handed over the military operation to you," Hogg said. "He firmly believes that you can succeed."


    Garon pulled the corners of his mouth and barely showed a sharp toothed smile. He paused. He asked, "during the war, your work should also be quite busy. What''s the matter with coming to me at this time?"


    "It''s not a big event, and it won''t disturb you when you think. The great emperor sent me to tell you that there is no need to consider the tide and weather, because no matter which day you choose to land, the weather and tide on the sea are the most favorable to us."


    The prince of poisonous fire twisted his body. He was a standard black dragon. His body was gray, his face was close to his bones, like a skeleton, but his dark green eyes were very bright, like two jagged fires: "it seems that altolenso has convinced the queen of the deep sea."


    "From now on, the sea and under the sea of ayladia will obey your orders," Hogg said. "But there is also bad news. The deformation monster reports that the sun does not set. The empire is building a defense line on the south bank. It seems that the enemy has known the plan of black wing and is ready."


    "It''s impossible to hide such a big news, and the opponent is not a fool." Garon was not surprised. "I didn''t think I could win by surprise."


    "But every day, they are more and more fully prepared. It''s better to land as soon as possible."


    "I see." Garonne looked around. "Starting from here again, Hogg, do you know where we stand?"


    "It''s the birthplace of me, blakia and altorenzo."


    Before the Jackal could speak, Garon continued. He stared at the deep swamp not far away and whispered, "at that time, we were attacked, lost our mother''s shelter, ran away ignorant, and didn''t know where we were going."


    "You mean the assault, is it the green dragon named ''Sylvia''? She has been dead for many years, and the great emperor broke her neck with his own hands."


    "This is altolenso. He is violent, fierce, greedy and frightening. He is always sharpening his claws and teeth, burning an eternal fire in his eyes to burn all those who dare to hurt him and obstruct him to ashes."


    The taupe dragon took a deep breath: "but I''m different. I''m content with the status quo and don''t have his huge and uncontrollable ambition. If I can, I''m never willing to put myself into an adventurous situation."


    "Don''t you want to go?"


    "I don''t want to go."


    Garon nodded, "but it''s still difficult for me to speak to altolenso. Besides, I''ve been under the protection of altolenso for the rest of my life. My love and children have benefited from the black wing empire. I know that every inch of the empire is bleeding with the blood of the black wing clan. I''m not afraid of death so that I won''t move when he needs me."


    The black dragon roared fiercely and flapped its wings to fly into the sky: "tell altolenso that I will lead the army to land in three days. The sun will not set. If I fail, apologize to him for me and ask him to take care of blakia and bronia."