Chapter 484 Night Air Combat (Part 2)

As the elf rangers with the best eyesight, the griffins of Veresa and Falstead are also the first to fly.

Duke, who was less than 20 meters behind Veresa, glanced at the other griffin riders, and saw that the other dwarves had also spotted the two dragons.

Even without horns, the dwarven knights immediately adjusted their formation and spread out, and two griffin squadrons of six riders on one left and one on the right moved forward quickly, surpassing the other griffins in the central team.

According to the established strategy, the dwarves began to cover these important guests of Duke.

In the distance, the two dragons also moved in a strategic manner. For some reason, these two movements in the air reminded Duke of flying through the two-aircraft formation commonly used in pre-modern air combat.

The larger one rose to a higher position and then flew away from its mate.

Duke knew immediately what the beast was up to.

Even if you don't want to admit it, you must admit that the confrontation between griffins and dragons is limited. Griffins can also use tactical strategies to offset the racial advantages of red dragons against juvenile-level red dragons. Once the red dragon rises to the level of the young dragon, except for Kurdran, the king of the griffins, basically no griffin can keep up with the movements of the young dragon.

This is like the Griffin was a propeller biplane during the First World War. If it is against a more advanced propeller monoplane, it may be barely able to fight, but against the fifth-generation jet aircraft, it will be huh.

The dragon climbed not because it was afraid of the griffin.

On the contrary, it is because the dragon is too fast, and if he hedges, he may miss it.

But if the dragon occupies the high altitude, it will be completely different. Dive down from a high altitude, no matter what the slow party does, it is impossible to escape the higher speed dive attack.

The dragon uses the sky as an urn, puts the griffin and the passengers in the middle, and then catches the turtle in another urn.

"These two are experienced riders!" Falstead exclaimed excitedly. "Especially the climb one! It will be an honorable fight!"

Glory is a big ghost, did you agree to put the passengers down first?

At this moment, Veresa had the heart to strangle Falstead to death. Damn dwarf knight, once the blood surges, he can't care about anything.

In human lore, dwarves emerged from rocks.

This kind of legend is of course unfounded, but it can also describe the stubbornness of the dwarves. What he made up his mind to was a heart attack, and he refused to change it.

There were less than 20 breaths before entering the combat state, and Veresa was already yelling in a hurry.

Well, except for the paralyzed and indifferent ghost Lilas, the voices of the other three Windrunner sisters are very nice. Even now that Veresa is swearing at people, it feels like the oriole is singing. Falstad paid no attention at all, and actually drove the guests to charge.

At this moment, Falstad suddenly heard the sound of his own horn, twenty meters away.

"Woo! Woo-woo!"

One short, one long, one short.

Huh? Isn't this the sound of the trumpet that the captain of his own team ordered to retreat?

"Woo-woo-woo-"

Three long.

This is an order to evacuate all together and give priority to covering important 'cargo'.

The gust of wind brought out by the high-speed flight made people's shouts almost inaudible. Only the sound of the horn was a little clearer. The darkness also obscured Falstead's movements from the other gryphon riders. The high degree of discipline of dwarf knights allows them to choose to obey orders unconditionally.

Falstead blew his beard and stared, only then did he realize that it was Veresa who touched his horn and issued the command without authorization, and the sound of the command horn was all right!

"Hey!" Veresa triumphantly raised the horn with one hand: "Fortunately, Duke gave me a kit before departure, and asked me to open it when you didn't obey the command - the deputy commander of the alliance, Duke Marcus Order, order you Falstead Dragoncatcher, bring down the griffin immediately, or he will cause Lord Kurdran Wildhammer to ban you forever."

Falstead is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that he will not be allowed to fly again. What the Wildhammer knight soaring in the sky fears most is not dying in the sky, but dying helplessly on the hospital bed. This time, Duke really caught him.

Falstad knew that the situation was unfavorable, so he could only give up his plan to fight the dragon.

"Damn it! Being rushed down by the giant dragon like this, half of us may die! At that time, you, the deputy commander, will be fully responsible!"

"I don't care! Execute the order!" Veresa also somewhat understood that choosing to retreat under such circumstances would only give the dragon a chance to defeat each one. But some things are like this. After experiencing the test of life and death, an unprecedented feeling appeared in Veresa's heart-that is, unconditional trust in Duke.

The fear of hovering in front of the gate of purgatory, the joy of surviving a near death, and the feeling of peace and warmth have long been deeply imprinted in Veresa's soul.

She believes that she will never forget this complicated feeling in her life.

Believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

As a result, the dwarf griffin squadron, which never lost half a point, actually ran away.

This was beyond the expectation of the giant dragon, and also made the two red dragons very happy.

Because of the abandonment of high speed and speed, what is the difference between these griffins and chickens struggling weakly in the eyes of humans?

Suddenly breaking through the dense clouds, the overlord of the sky - the giant dragon, proudly descended from the sky with unparalleled arrogance.

near!

closer!

In less than thirty breaths, the dregs of these nasty broken birds with small claws can be torn into flesh and blood, floating in the air.

Very abruptly, the two dragons felt dazzled.

Huh? Why are there so many griffins?

Immediately, the dragon realized that this was not an illusion. The griffins swayed a few times, and a large number of griffins suddenly appeared. Not a dozen, but more than a hundred.

Not only the dragon, but even the griffin itself was taken aback by the extra 'companions' and made sharp screams, and the knights comforted their mounts with a little headache.

The dragon was stunned, and the younger dragon attacked first.

It swooped down and grabbed a griffin with its sharp claws like lightning. Unexpectedly, not only did the griffin not feel the texture of piercing flesh and blood, but it exploded instead.

"Bang!" The explosion did not cause any damage, but it scared the dragon.

Well, this is a typical 'the other party doesn't want to talk to you, throws a self-destructing griffin at you'.

Unexpectedly, one exploded, and more griffins flew out ahead.

The older, more experienced, and stronger dragon realized that this was a so-called illusion, and it tried to judge the authenticity of the griffin from the sound of the wind breaking when the griffin flew.

It failed!

It was shocked to find that more than a hundred griffins actually made such a breaking sound. The air waves broken by high-speed flight cannot be faked at all.