Chapter 208 Iris

Guruus, the old general of Rhea, is over a hundred years old. He has experienced all the battles between the Rhea people and the Syat people. As a powerful monarch, he is full of the temperament of a superior. Ordinary people will involuntarily want to admire and kneel down when they meet him.

However, when Gurus faced the prince, his attitude was still very respectful.

The middle-aged prince looked at the map on the table and suddenly said:

"Well, there are people outside."

"What?"

General Gurus was stunned for a moment and did not react to the prince's statement. Then he asked:

"Who are you talking about?"

The prince stretched out his finger and pointed in a certain direction, saying:

"There are probably some people moving in that direction. They don't look like Rhea people. The strongest one is only at the middle level of qualitative change, and the rest are at the origin level. General Gurus will deal with it. As for us, we have to rest."

"Well, I understand, Your Excellency."

General Gurus nodded when he realized what was going on, and then he looked at his adjutant.

"You go and solve it yourself!"

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"They want the East Coast Province."

Distant outside the military camp, Darren calmly analyzed the ideas of the Rhea people.

"The surrounding strategic targets are not enough to make the Rhea people mobilize 20,000 soldiers, but they will not mobilize so many people for no reason..."

He paused and said:

"In the end, there is only one possibility. They gathered their forces to march south and attack the East Coast Province like lightning. It is likely to force the Syat people to withdraw."

After listening, the old dog thought for a while, and then asked: "Attacking the enemy's rear stronghold to force the attacking enemy to retreat?"

"That's right."

Darren nodded slightly to show his agreement. It was not an unconventional tactic. On the contrary, this tactic of attacking the enemy's hometown and forcing the other party to retreat is very common in war.

Just like delicious food is easier to promote, so common tactics also represent effectiveness, often more useful and stable than many weird strategies.

Darren narrowed his eyes, and there was a crazy smile under the iron mask.

"The Syat people are not prepared enough yet. We should make a warning!"

"Everyone, let's complete the last operation with me. We will go to Syat immediately. We must tell Viscount Best about the military action that the Rhea people are about to launch!"

He opened his arms and spoke to everyone in an infectious tone.

"If we Syat people can react one step ahead, the situation will be completely different!"

Everyone also understands one thing, that is, the huge difference between being prepared and not prepared when facing a surprise attack.

They nodded one after another, and the team set off immediately without hesitation, carefully bypassing the scope of the military camp and collectively heading to the East Coast Province of Syat in the south.

Everyone stopped in front of the large subtropical jungle.

"We need to pass through the large jungle first, cross the national barrier, and then we can reach Syat."

Just as Darren's team was about to enter the jungle, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and then immediately made a gesture to Iris.

"Iris, take a look over there!"

He pointed to the direction of the military camp just now.

Iris quickly mobilized the ability of Hawkeye and stared at the direction of Darren's finger, and suddenly found that a powerful extraordinary person had caught up.

Her eyes changed.

"There is a situation, there are Rhea's pursuers over there! Although there is only one person, it is very likely that he is a strong person who has undergone a qualitative change!"

Iris said the situation with a bad face, and the expressions of the people around her also changed drastically.

The strongest "Old Dog" among them was only at the middle level of qualitative change, and the rest were all extraordinary people at the origin level.

If they encounter a strong person who has undergone a qualitative change, they can only run away, and if they are really caught up, they may be wiped out!

"Do you want to split up and run away?"

The old dog looked at Darren, and the others also looked at the iron-faced man who led them.

The last time they encountered this situation, they split up and ran away, and in the end, the death of several people exchanged for the survival of the rest, so that they would not be wiped out.

Darren shouted without hesitation:

"Well, let's run! Everyone go into the jungle! We only need one person to go back alive... Everyone go back home! Then tell the Syat people that the Rhea people are coming!"

As soon as he shouted, they all set off, rushing into the jungle and moving towards the southern Syat direction.

Darren ran very fast. He didn't look at the others around him, knowing that at this time everyone could only rely on their luck to save their lives. If they were unlucky and got caught, it would be over.

The old dog was the fastest, but he was also vaguely worried that the opponent's strategy might be to kill the strongest first and go straight to the fastest escapee.

But he thought about it and thought that if that was the case, he would accept it.

The old dog sneered without fear.

"Hehehe, if that guy really comes for me, then I'll risk my life and find a way to delay him for more time!"

However, just as several people entered the jungle and fled, Iris stopped and turned back hesitantly.

She knew that if they fled south together, most of their companions wouldn't be able to get far, because this time the enemy... could fly!

"Someone must attract his attention."

So without anyone else knowing, Iris stopped alone, stretched out her slender hand to pick up the black longbow behind her, and aimed the arrow at the flying Rhea.

She was born in Rhea, and she has half Rhea blood, and she has never been to the distant Syat.

But Iris's mother once stared into her eyes and said that they will always be Syat people, and this will never change.

"We are Syat people, Iris, you must remember this."

"Even after I die, you must find a way to return to Syat, which is your hometown you have never met, and it is also the place where you belong."

"Destroy Rhea for me..."

That bastard Rhea's father was just a wanton rapist who never appeared in her life for even a moment.

The mother's wish is the most important.

Iris hated Rhea deeply, and that was why she was accepted and trusted by Darren.

"I won't let you catch up with them."

She suddenly shot an arrow, and then immediately moved to find a suitable place.

Iris ran towards the west, she must not run towards the south, because the ultimate goal is to buy time for the rest of the companions!

"Take care..."

"Sorry, Mom, I will never have the chance to go to Syat again."

Her tears could not stop flowing down, her whole body was trembling, and she murmured gratefully.

"Mr. Darren Fisher, thank you for your help all the time. I have always regarded you as an important elder."

However, the next situation was beyond Iris's expectations. The enemy who had undergone a qualitative change did not chase her at all, but continued to chase the people in the south.

"Is it because you know that Darren and others are going to reveal the information here, so you plan to kill everyone?"

Iris shot arrows again angrily, hoping to attract the attention of the pursuers, but the other party soon gradually left her attack range.

At this moment, a sharp blade suddenly pierced through her chest from behind, blood spurted out crazily, and Iris's body could not move.

Soon she found a gray armored man sneaking up to her and standing behind her coldly. Both of his arms had turned into sharp blades full of spells, and the sharp blade on his right arm easily pierced through his body.

"It's an alchemical puppet, so that's it..."

Her consciousness gradually weakened, and finally she fell into endless darkness.

At the same time, Darren, with an expressionless face, kept running in the jungle.

In this forest, various plants bloomed, crowded together and growing, as if every inch of space was used.

He didn't know how many of his companions would survive in the end, but he firmly knew one thing, that is, he must pass the information back to Syat.

"It's a pity that I'm too weak now and can't hunt him back."

"I still need to have a stronger power!"