Seventy-Two Respite

"Huh!" The fire swept across the ground, making the soil hard and hot. A giant dragon swept across the sky, and all living beings seemed to be turned into coke. In the face of ancient and powerful creatures, human beings have always been small and helpless.

The few remaining Alan Hill soldiers still held their weapons and shot over their heads, struggling from the initial chaos and despair, because they had seen too much death.

They kept pouring their ammunition, as if to vent their inner fears. The soldiers of the Arante Empire who were getting closer and closer to them had stopped because there was already a flame rising and burning in front of them.

"Vulnerable!" Urging the giant dragon under his crotch to dive again, the dragon knight on the dragon's back pulled on the reins of the giant dragon, disdainful of the ants under his feet. Mortals are only mortals after all, no matter how powerful mortals are, they cannot resist the will of the Holy Demon Empire. This is the truth of God, there is no doubt about it.

"Ding! Whoosh...!" A bullet rushed up from the gap between the dragon's flapping wings, wiped his breastplate and flew in front of his face, almost knocking his nose off.

The dragon knight didn't know that something almost killed him just now, so he touched his nose subconsciously, and then looked down again and saw the ants with less than a hundred people left at his feet.

The ants are still those ants, but when he lowered his head this time, it was no longer the expression of contempt and mockery, because the tip of his nose had unknowingly seeped sweat. Those bastards... how did they do it?

In his mind, for the first time, there was a question: how did the panicked and stupid mortals under their feet almost injure the dragon knight wearing the sacred armor?

The armor on his body is not ordinary armor, which allows him to defend against bow and arrow blows at a distance of tens of meters. Ordinary mortal swords and swords will not cause damage to this armor.

However, at this very moment, he saw the pattern on the armor, which was distorted and deformed by the impact of the bullet, leaving the long black scratch - in the past, when facing the troops of tens of thousands of mortals, He may not have seen such damage to his armor.

"Damn it!" He felt the unease and annoyance conveyed to him by the giant dragon under his crotch, which was also something that had never happened in the past wars. If he could, he really wanted to drop down and take a closer look at the mortals to see what gave them such power.

"Destroy! These damn mortals must be completely destroyed!" Pulling on the reins, he gave a signal to let the dragon dive and continue to attack. The dragon knight put away his doubts and launched an attack again.

But this time diving, let him see a scene of fear. A comrade-in-arms dragon did not pull up after diving and breathing fire, but after crossing two mounds, it slammed into the ground.

The strong and huge body of the giant dragon left a long ravine on the ground, and the huge wings were twisted and broken, which looked painful. Because the force was too great, the impact force raised the soil, as spectacular as a meteorite landing.

As the dragon hit the ground, the battle seemed to have come to an unsatisfactory end. The gunshots of Ellen Hill were no longer heard on the ground, and there were no more cries and uncomfortable screams. The battle is over, as always, with the victory of the Holy Demon Empire.

However, the dragon knight hovering in the sky couldn't laugh. He had never seen such a powerful 500 mortals, and he had never seen such a bizarre battle process.

"Huh!" Huge fleshy wings flapped in the sky, and several flying dragon knights fell next to the falling dragon. The dragon knights turned over and got off their giant dragons, pressing their long swords anxiously to the giant dragon that was still breathing heavily.

"Roar..." The giant beast lying on the ground seemed to want to express something, but the voice from its hideous mouth full of fangs lost the slightest bit of domineering, only a whine-like sound remained.

The captain in charge of commanding the dragon knight team stretched out his hand and pressed it on the body of the giant dragon that was still breathing desperately, as if he wanted to appease the huge reptile that was badly injured.

Then, he saw that many scales had been broken on the abdomen of the dragon, and the blood of the dragon could be vaguely seen under the broken scales. The weapons in the hands of those mortals actually shattered the scales of the dragon...

"Shrek! Shrek!" The two dragon knights found the dragon knight lying on the ground on the other side of the dragon's body. The dragon knight seemed to be injured, his armor was twisted, and there was blood on his face. I don't know if it was caused by the crash just now, or during the battle.

"Captain... He passed out, and his life is not serious, but..." Looking at the person and the dragon beside him, the mood of several dragon knights seemed to be extremely bad. It's not that they didn't lose dragon knights in previous battles, but it was the first time in a hundred years that there were casualties in the face of so few enemies.

"Damn." Holding his helmet, the man as the captain seemed to want to vent, but he couldn't find anything to vent. After searching around, he could only stamp his feet and vent his dissatisfaction.

Another giant dragon descended from the sky. Ildo rode on the dragon's back, looking down at the giant dragon that was struggling on the ground but couldn't get up, his armoured hands clenched a little bit while pulling the reins.

Alan Hill... It seems that it is not as simple as a lesson. This empire has seriously threatened the dignity of the Holy Demon Empire, and this mortal country should not continue to exist!

This time, even if there are really some losses, this damned mortal country must be wiped out! Their technology, their civilization, their lives, everything they care about or don't care about, will be obliterated!

"Okay! Don't frown! We are going to re-strategize! The other party seems to be a trouble!" Without getting off the dragon, Ildo comforted his men.

"In the next battle, we must take some risks. We will lose some comrades in arms, but the Holy Demon Empire will win!" He clenched his fists and said bitterly.

At this moment, he was thinking about other things: just now, in front of so many soldiers of the Arlantean Empire, they lost a dragon knight. If all the soldiers of the Arrant Empire go down this way, then the authoritative imagination of the Holy Demon Empire along the way will probably be difficult to keep.

These soldiers of the Arlantean Empire will spread an idea and bring it to every corner of the world: Human beings can defeat the dragon knights of the Holy Demon Empire, at least Alan Hill's army has created such a miracle.

Such a huge blow to prestige, the Holy Demon Empire can't bear it. So the best way is to get rid of the people of the Arrant Empire, act alone, and slaughter all the people who are in love! Then, disguising the massacre as a vent of anger, everything is logical again.

Moreover, if you directly attack the city, you can use the advantage of flying dragons to cross the outer defense line of Ailan Hill, and you can also reduce losses as much as possible. Following Arlant's ground troops all the way forward, God knows how many such Alan Hill troops will be encountered along the way, and it will be a joke if they lose all the way.

Besides, when mortals fight against dragons, they generally choose to move away from cities. The fear is that the giant dragon will attack the city and cause irreparable losses, so if you directly raid the city, the opponent's defense is likely to be very empty, and you can get miraculous effects.

After thinking about it so much, Ildo quickly drew up a feasible tactical plan: he was ready to leave the Arrant Empire army, lead his dragon knight troops to quickly advance, and arrive at Maricha first to launch an assault there.

Even if Mariza is destroyed at all costs, the prestige of the Holy Demon Empire must be re-established, so that the mortal kingdoms including the Arante Empire can take a good look and disobey the Holy Demon Empire!

On the other side of the battlefield, General Zorn, who was riding on a warhorse, started to stutter even when he spoke. He looked at the royal relative Alaint Lunbach beside him, and asked tremblingly: "Just, just now... I ,I saw……"

"Yes, I, I saw it too, saw it..." Rumbach's state is not much better than Zorn. Even if he saw a giant dragon sweeping across an infantry phalanx, he would not be so panicked, because at least it was still within his common sense.

But now, everything he saw seemed to be beyond his comprehension. In his heart, there seemed to be something torn apart, and a fundamental shake occurred.

"That, that... dragon, fell... fell?" After a long while, Zon suppressed his emotions and continued to ask in a trembling tone.

"Falled... 500 people, and the dragon slaughter was completed... My god." Lunbach recalled what he had just seen, and found a more deadly problem: "Before they slaughtered the dragon, yes, Are you in a state of being at war with us all the time?"

"..." Zon wanted to curse, he just saw an army that first slaughtered about 5,000 elite soldiers of Arlant, and then killed a dragon knight before the entire army was wiped out...

"I'm %x-on:#￥&*!" Unable to bear, Lumbark scolded the swear words Zorn wanted to say first. After he finished cursing, he took a deep breath, as if something had caught his throat just now.

Looking at his appearance, Zon just remembered that he had been holding his breath for a while... So he opened his mouth too, cursed recklessly, and gasped.