Seventy-Seven City Head

"Captain Ildo acted alone? How could this be?" General Moss, in heavy armor, turned over from his warhorse and frowned as he looked at the only wounded dragon knight who remained in the army of the Arrant Empire. asked.

Leaning on General Morse's ear, the dragon knight opened his mouth to talk about the previous battle, and mentioned that his dragon was injured and could not continue to participate in the battle: "In order to prevent these mortals from seeing more dragons being shot down. In this situation, Captain Ildo can only act alone."

"Ugh...his choice is right." Touching his chin, General Moss thought for a moment and gave his own judgment: "It was a correct decision to attack Mariza first, if it was me, I would also be more would like to choose.”

Then he looked at the dragon knight and said, "You said that these mortals had the means to shoot down the giant dragon, and that it only took 500 people to hurt you? This is too incredible..."

"General! Before I experienced this kind of thing, I didn't want to believe that this kind of thing happened... but they did it."

"Can shoot down the dragon knight... There is no heavy weapon... The country of Ailan Hill is really... unexpected." General Moss touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"We are less than a day away from Maricha, if we make a quick dash..."

"No need! It should be in ruins. Let these mortals see how powerful we are." General Moss thought for a while, and felt that he didn't need to rush forward at all.

After all, the damage ability of the dragon knights is very powerful. As long as the city is attacked, the city called Maricha can be directly wiped off the map - the damage power of 20 dragon knights is no joke. .

The fact that the other party can shoot down the giant dragon is something that General Moss did not expect, but the fact that the other party can shoot down 20 giant dragons is something that General Moss has never thought about at all-in his cognition, it is impossible for mortals to compete head-on. A squadron of dragon knights.

"I brought 3,000 giant horse cavalry this time, and no mortal empire can stop the impact of these cavalry. I hope this time, Ailan Hill can give us a little surprise." Although there was no head-on collision, General Moss He still has confidence in his army.

The mounts of this cavalry unit are low-level monsters called giant horses. They are well-trained and huge, twice the size of ordinary war horses.

These outrageous horses can be outfitted with heavy armor and keep pushing faster than normal cavalry. Under the impact of this tank-like cavalry, the defense lines of any mortal empire will collapse in an instant.

If it is said that the Dragon Knights are assassins with amazing destructive power, then these giant horse cavalry are the invincible iron cavalry on the frontal battlefield of the Holy Demon Empire. What's more terrifying is that these knights are all warriors who can use magic, and they can use long-range magic to strike the frontal enemy.

"Report! Report!" In the army of the Arrant Empire that was constantly heading south, a scout general hurriedly rode a war horse and ran to General Zorn's side, lowered his voice as much as possible, and reported: "Our scouts, scouts...they, they seem, seem to have seen, seen something remarkable."

"Furious, what does it look like? Say, what did you see?" General Zon disapproved and asked his subordinates with a long tone. He had just received reinforcements from the Holy Demon Empire's 3,000 magic cavalry, and he was confident of victory.

Although he was knocked out by 500 soldiers from Ailan Hill before, he still had full confidence in the strength of the Holy Demon Empire. He firmly believed that this victory belonged to the Holy Demon Empire, which meant that it belonged to the Arrant Empire.

in his heart,

The 500 Alan Hill's grenadiers must be the elite among the elite, and their weapons may also be the most powerful weapons in the hands of Alan Hill. That's why they were able to shoot down a dragon knight, so they could head-on against the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Arrant Empire.

Only the Prince Rumbuck beside him knew that he had seen even more terrifying burst weapons, the most powerful weapons in the hands of the Elan Hill troops. It's a pity that no matter how he reminded him, General Zorn was unwilling to believe that his opponent was already so powerful.

"They said they saw a lot...a lot..." The officer hesitated, as if he didn't dare to mention something, but he had to say it.

In the end, the unbearable General Zon urged his horse forward, and decided to go and see for himself, what exactly was put on by Maricha that could scare his soldiers like this.

A group of majestic cavalrymen followed behind Zorn and Prince Lumbach, and mightily passed over a large number of soldiers marching on foot, quickly overtook these troops, and came to the forefront of the entire force.

"Crossing this small jungle, Malicha is ahead!" Seeing that his own soldiers had already opened up roads in the jungle, General Zorn was not worried about the ambush of the enemy. His troops stretched for dozens of miles, and there was no need to worry about someone ambushing such a huge army.

After passing his own soldiers and galloping on a very wide road that has been opened up, the city walls of Maricha City soon appeared in the distance. Then, General Zorn saw a scene that made him tremble.

His hair was standing on end, his body was stiff, his teeth were chattering constantly, and his muscles were too tight to move.

It was a fear that came from the heart, and Zon didn't even have the courage to scream. It was difficult for him to stabilize his body while riding on the back of a horse, so that he did not fall off.

"Quick..." With a wailing voice, General Zon squeezed out a weak voice in his voice that had changed a few minutes later, but in his opinion he had exhausted all his strength. : "Go and call General Moss..."

"Help me, give me a hand..." Prince Arrant Rumback, who already felt like he was about to pee his pants, was even worse than General Zorn at this time. He felt that his legs were out of control, and he couldn't even get off his horse to find a place to sit.

At the end of a wilderness, above the majestic city of Maricha, stood a row of giant trees. These giant trees stood like masts, and at the top of them was a huge, terrifying dragon head.

Some of these dragon heads had bloody mouths, some closed their mouths and rolled their eyes. All the dragon heads were full of blood, and some even ran down the giant tree before the blood dries up.

On the city wall below these dragon heads, the dried blood spilled on the city wall like a waterfall, which seemed to make these icy city walls even more terrifying. Where is the Maricha familiar to General Zorn, this is simply the cemetery of giant dragons, and the place of revelry for dragon slayers.

Maricha, who should have ceased to exist, is still swaying across the wilderness, like a sleeping beast, exuding a savage aura that has never been seen before. Those towering giant trees, like the spikes on the back of this giant beast, represent death.

As for those giant dragons that looked invincible, their heads are now hung on the city wall, and their blood has been drenched on the city's crenels - this is a kind of provocation and a kind of contempt. For the first time, the mortal empire repaid the thousand-year-old enslavement of the magic empire in a bloodier and more savage way.

On top of the blood, the giant Alan Hill king flag from the largest loom production line of the Seris Weaving Factory hangs dazzlingly at the top of the city. The black king flag is surrounded by blood, and it looks so majestic and magnificent— It seems to represent the will of steel, indestructible.

"They...they..." He tried his best to open his mouth to say something, but General Zorn suddenly found that his knowledge and experience were unable to support the scene in front of him. He really wanted to leave a cruel word, but he palely found that this war seemed to be completely beyond his control.

Alan Hill has fought bloody battle with the Holy Demon Empire to the end. As a mortal empire, Arante is struggling in a war of gods-no matter which side wins, it seems that it has nothing to do with Arante.

It can't be said that it doesn't matter at all, because if Alan Hill rises in the realm of forbidden magic, wouldn't this country be able to sweep the mortal areas where the magic empire cannot intervene?

After acquiring more land and more population, will this Alan Hill grow into another magical empire? A terrifying, mortal "super-empire" that doesn't hate the Demon-free region. If Alan Hill wins, then a serious question will be put before Arrant: how to face such an empire?

Just when General Zorn was thinking about it, General Moss had already rode his giant horse covered in armor to the place where he could see the head of the city of Maricha. He frowned at the bloody dragon heads, his whole face contorted.

He and Ildo have a good personal relationship, and the Dragon Knight has always been the most common method used by the Magic Empire to suppress the mortal empire. Now, these giant dragons that once crushed the mortal empire have become corpses one by one, and they have been hung on the front of the city like demonstrations. General Moss can't swallow this aura.

He wants revenge, he wants to hate these dragon knights! He wants to completely destroy the city of Maricha, turn it into ruins, and turn it into a field of death-with blood, to calm the anger in his heart! Thinking of this, Moss pulled hard on the reins of his war horse, suppressing the anger that could not be dissipated in his heart, and looked at Zon beside him.

After a few seconds of silence, he squeezed out a question that made General Zorn desperate: "General Zorn! When can your army start attacking?"