Meet Ninety-Four
"Stop attacking! Stop attacking!" Although it was weak, Didric immediately shouted the order to stop attacking. One by one, the dragon knights gave up diving and circling, and began to stay away from the steel hedgehog Seris, who was covered in spikes.
They have paid too much in this city, half of the dragon knights have fallen here, and the other half of the dragon knights are almost all injured. The dragon under Didric's crotch was also covered in blood, and he didn't know how many rifle bullets he had eaten.
"Find a safe distance to land! That's a signal from our own people!" Diederick signaled to the other dragon knights while driving his dragon to keep it away from Seris City.
Soon, some dragon knights followed him down where he landed, because the dragons who had lost a lot of stamina in the fierce battle were panting. They have never been so embarrassed, at least they have never been so embarrassed when facing mortals. .
"Roar!" A giant dragon roared at the other giant dragon beside him, and the other giant dragon also grew its mouth and made a defensive bite. They also seem to be holding back their anger and have nowhere to vent.
Stabilizing his mount, Didric rolled over and got off the giant dragon, looked down at his dull armor, took off his helmet, and revealed an ordinary face.
He looked at the giant dragons with blood still flowing in their abdomens, and at the very embarrassed dragon knights in front of him, and finally set his eyes on the calm Ildo. With a straight face, he asked, "You were defeated by these weapons?"
"Maricha's weapons are not yet so dense, so dense..." Ildo, who also took off his helmet, held the armor in the crook of his left arm and answered Didric's question: "If their initial attack had So dense, how can I still be alive now?"
"You really should die!" Didric interrupted Ildo coldly, and said angrily: "With our strength, we cannot break through this city. Even if we turn back now, with more The dragon knight comes, but also pays a heavy price."
"There are not many dragon knights on the east front. The dragon knight troop in your hand is the largest..." Ildo is a member of the army, and he naturally knows the strength of his army.
Although the dragon knight is not a precious and scarce arm in the magic empire, it is not an inexhaustible arm that can be consumed at will. The situation of losing dozens of dragons in two battles has not happened in the Magic Empire for many years.
"My opinion is that we can spread out, attack more villages around Seris, and destroy their troops stationed in the wild..." Ildo put forward his own opinion, after all, he did this before, achieved considerable results.
At that time, he only had three giant dragons, and now they still have twenty or thirty giant dragons in their hands. The efficiency of the attack is definitely higher and the speed is faster - in this way, they can destroy the plugs exponentially. Mortals near Rhys...
"This is indeed a solution." The Great Knight Commander Didric didn't care about this tactic of avoiding the edge of the enemy at all. He didn't think that the air force composed of nearly a hundred dragons had any enemies to be afraid of.
But now, after seeing the powerful anti-aircraft firepower of that filthy city, Didric also felt that avoiding the city and attacking other places was a good choice.
However, he did not think that attacking other cities would not have to face such anti-aircraft fire. Like Ildo, he was worried about encountering such artillery fire in other cities, so he, like Ildo, felt that attacking small towns and villages, or directly attacking the opponent's field troops, was a better choice. .
"However, now we're going to see why the magic of our Holy Demon Empire exists in this damn city of Seris." Holding his helmet, Didric looked at Seris in the distance with a gloomy expression. city,
Looking at the black smoke that kept surging and drifting, he said.
He took out two bottles of magic supplement from the small bag hanging on the belt around his waist, pulled out the cork and poured it on the inscription on his armor. The armor that received the magic supplement flashed again.
After throwing away the empty bottle, Didric twisted his neck twice, and turned around to give his subordinates the order to stand by: "Wait for me here, rest and replenish! Maybe this time we will Mission, we need to change our strategy.”
"You! Follow me! Maybe that signal was sent by your dragon knights. After all, they may still be alive, but they were just captured." The great knight pointed to Ildo, and turned towards the city in the distance. go.
Those dragon knights who are convinced are also replenishing the magic that they have consumed, and they all think that it is absolutely a fool to face a city like Seris again.
According to their ideas, the best thing to do at this time is to go back and ask for more rescue soldiers. If one hundred dragon knights are not enough, then two hundred, and if two hundred are not enough, they will gather more giant horse cavalry.
In their cognition, there is no mortal empire that can go to war with the Holy Demon Empire. As long as the magician troop of the Holy Demon Empire and the monster cavalry troop enter the mortal empire, they are theoretically invincible.
"Clap, clap." With the sound of the armor tapping, Didric walked to Seris City step by step. Ildo followed behind him, holding his helmet and walking on the flat road as well.
The roads of the Magic Empire don't seem to be so smooth, the ground is hard and looks delicate, not those expensive pavements made of stones, nor those ordinary roads paved with gravel.
Of course they don't know about cement, they just think this road is easy to walk, making them almost forget that they shouldn't walk such a long road - they used to run rampant in the mortal empire, when were they so far away from the city Where did the abandoned dragon walk before?
If they don't hover over other people's cities on the dragon, it is already a polite behavior to the other side. Having to walk several kilometers away to get close to a city like today is something that almost never happens.
Sometimes politeness is cultivated like this. As long as you are beaten, your memory is always much stronger. Especially after being beaten very, very severely, the memory of human beings can be said to be unforgettable for a lifetime.
Suddenly, Didric stopped, and he saw the corpse of a giant dragon that fell to pieces, piled on the side of the road like a mountain, and the blood had not completely dried up.
The dragon knight's body is still on the saddle, his armor is full of holes, and the helmet is still so he can't see his face. Only blood seeped out from the gap in the helmet, covered with the visor, and dyed the pattern on the chest armor red.
"..." Diederick held his helmet against his long sword, and stopped there to stare blankly at the dragon knight, recalling the appearance of the other party before his death. He remembered the young man's smile, and the complaints of this young man in the Higgs Empire.
"Too little! Not enough to eat at all." This complaint became the young man's last sentence in Didric's memory. At the time he was complaining that there were not enough mortals for his dragons to enjoy.
Now, the dragon that once ripped mortal bodies, and the proud master are here. The murderer became the victim, and it seemed that everything was in the process of cause and effect. Didric felt that his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what was touching him.
He looked away from the huge body and continued to walk forward step by step. Ildo kept up with his pace, feeling shocked in his heart. He had seen a giant dragon lying on the ground like this before, and the dragon died in the army camp of the Arrant Empire soon after.
Those bullets made of steel deformed and rolled when they entered the flesh and blood, cutting muscles and piercing internal organs. Even if these iron lumps, which are 10,000 times fiercer than arrows, are taken out, they will not be able to heal those hideous wounds.
Whether it's a human or a giant dragon, they all seem a little helpless in the face of such an attack. Therefore, Ildo is more awe-inspiring and curious about the civilization created by this mortal in front of him.
"Look who I saw? The great magician Frenzberg who disappeared a while ago..." Didric was walking and stopped in the middle of the road. He saw a carriage and dozens of Alan Hill soldiers in strange costumes around the carriage.
These Alan Hill soldiers were all carrying a short, strange iron weapon and looked at Didric and Ildo cautiously. And standing in the midst of these Alan Hill guard soldiers, is Frenzberg and his apprentice William.
"What a joke, this is the realm of forbidden magic, the land of mortals..." Yildo couldn't believe that an archmage would be willing to degenerate and go to the mortal empire to waste his time.
"Perhaps, this can also explain, where did those damn weapons come from! A magician betrayed and brought hope to the mortal empire!" According to his long sword, the killing intent in Diedrick's eyes It's already very obvious.
Even if he just stood by his side, Yildo could feel the magical aura surging from Didric's body. However, he still whispered to persuade: "Your Excellency the Great Knight Commander, if the old man is really Frenzberg, then we may not be his opponents."
"In addition..." He said as he walked forward, "There is no magic on the weapons that attack us, we better not act rashly."
Hearing his words, Didric also weighed his weight: Although he is indeed stronger in combat than the general researchers who specialize in magic, he still has to show respect when facing a magician.
This is not to face mortals, the other party can also use magic, and he may be killed by the other party if he is not careful, so Didric still suppressed the anger in his heart and decided to listen to the other party first.