Chapter 576 Hard Bones
Gordon had never felt such a strong sense of powerlessness.
The moment the old mountain dragon fell, the confidence that emerged in everyone's heart did not last too long.
Whether it was the chopping of swords and axes, the shooting of crossbows, the bombardment of artillery, or even the continuous use of two portions of high-density dragon-killing carbon, none of them could cause effective damage to the bones of the old mountain dragon's legs.
Not to mention breaking it, not even a clear crack appeared.
Obviously, the flesh and blood of the ankle had been "bitten" by the artillery and dragon-killing carbon, and a large part of the leg bone was exposed, but it could still walk normally.
The stride was smaller and the pace was slower, that's all.
It seemed that the feet were a little sore after walking for a long time, and the wound on the exposed bones looked fake.
"Boss Xia Zuo, there is only one last portion of dragon-killing carbon left. Do you want to use it?" Ted looked at the special stakes that Babaka had just sent behind him, and asked hesitantly.
"Keep it for now."
Having turned on the demon human many times made Xia Zuo's steps a little heavy. He was no longer young. "The dragon-killing carbon can only blow up the flesh and blood of the old mountain dragon, but it can't destroy the bones.
Using the last one now will not have a significant effect. Save it for a more critical time."
"Okay." Ted nodded.
Depression is spreading, but the attacks of the upper hunters have never stopped.
Their ideas, or their goals, are very clear.
Since there is no way to completely cripple the old mountain dragon by blasting.
Then it's like an ant biting an elephant, accumulating damage bit by bit, expanding the wound, and consuming its physical strength.
Don't let the wound heal, see how much blood you can bleed!
"Swoosh!"
The green flare rose, which was a signal to retreat.
Gordon noticed that they were approaching a corner.
When they came to the old fort by airship a few days ago, they landed here.
Go a little further and turn the corner, you can see the decisive battle square and the last line of defense of the old fort-the second city wall.
Looking at the retreat signal, Hayata pursed her lips and gripped the hilt tightly, seeming unwilling.
"Retreat first."
Amos glanced at her and sheathed his sword. "Continuing to fight with the old mountain dragon will only affect the performance of the artillery on the city wall. Don't be controlled by emotions."
Hayata exhaled lightly, adjusted her breath, and slowly dispersed the boiling sword energy.
"Yes, I understand."
The upper hunters who put away their weapons began to evacuate. They quickly passed the slow-moving old mountain dragon and entered the fort one step ahead.
It may be that the previous battle was not smooth, or it may be that the scene when the first city wall collapsed stimulated them.
None of the upper hunters went to rest directly, but climbed the city wall together.
Noticing President Vanti standing in the center of the wall, Xia Zuo and Amos were stunned for a moment, and then they felt it was natural.
As old people in the Minagaard Hunters' Gathering, they knew some of the president's past.
Fan Ti glanced at them, and then continued to stare at the corner at the end of the decisive battle square where heavy footsteps came from.
"What's the matter?"
Xia Zuo and the others had long been accustomed to the president's cold attitude and straightforward language style. After nodding to Isabella beside him, he began to report:
"The right hind leg of the old mountain dragon was seriously injured, but its bone hardness exceeded expectations, and the high-density dragon-killing carbon could not do anything. We can consider attacking the right leg when it stands up, which may have a miraculous effect.
In addition, there are relatively deep wounds on the chest, side neck, and back. Restraint bombs can play a role, and artillery volleys should also have a good effect."
Fan Ti turned around and listened carefully.
Most of this information has been reported to her by others, but there are also many key contents that she has not yet known.
Gordon and the others greeted Isabella respectfully.
This person is slightly older than Miles and has also retired. He is an "old predecessor" in every sense.
Although she has not been promoted, the experience she has accumulated over the past few decades is not comparable to that of ordinary hunters. She is a highly respected person in the Micheng Assembly Hall, and she has also participated in the experience of repelling super-giant ancient dragon-level monsters.
Therefore, she was invited out early and appointed as the commander of this part of the operation.
Gordon, who has stayed in the Minagard Assembly Hall for quite a long time, naturally knows her, but it is the first time she has seen her fully armed.
This made Gordon feel novel, "Grandma Isabella, so you are also a great swordsman?"
Isabella's wrinkled eyes jumped fiercely, and she wanted to teach Gordon a lesson, but the footsteps coming from afar reminded her that now was not the time.
She could only say unhappily: "What are you doing here? You are in the way. Go eat and rest!"
Beside her, the president, who had listened to Xia Zuo's report, first called two people, passed down a few instructions, and then looked at the upper hunters.
"I know you are tired, but I need half of you to stay and guard the city wall with us tonight."
"President Vanti?!" Isabella turned her head and looked at the president.
She was not sure why the president raised this point at this time.
The president spoke in a flat tone but quickly, "I know that the role of the upper hunters in the city defense battle is not great, but I am not leaving you here to carry shells.
The upper hunter is a symbol of strength. I hope someone can make some dangerous 'heroic' moves at the right time to boost morale."
"Heroic move?!" Ted and Heinie's eyes lit up and they answered in unison.
As for the prefix "dangerous", they obviously chose to ignore it.
"For example, when the old mountain dragon stands up and climbs onto the wall, jump on it and use weapons to repel it, something like that." The president continued.
Several people couldn't help but look at Chip, the axe wielder. This guy had just done this for a while at the first wall this morning.
Sure enough, this heroic middle-aged man was the first to stand up, "Count me in!"
"I'll come too!"
"And me!"
Ted and Heinie shouted again in unison.
Xia Zuo waved them away and looked directly at President Vanti and said, "I understand what you mean. This method is indeed useful when you are fighting for a long time and your morale is low.
I, Amos, and Chip will stay. We are more experienced and have more means of self-protection. Ferdie will also stay. His flute should be effective."
"I will stay too." Evelyn took the initiative to say, "My weapon is light and can provide support and first aid at critical moments."
"Yeah, that's fine." Xia Zuo nodded at her.
Gordon was shocked. The list of people staying on the city wall was basically arranged from top to bottom according to age.
"That's it." The president agreed to Xia Zuo's arrangement.
Seeing that Gordon Ted still had something to say, the president said coldly: "Now is not the time to argue, and I will not use you just because you are younger.
The people who are still in the fort at this moment are not old or young, and there is no difference in hunter level. Including me, we are all fighters.
Go and rest now, and replace them at sunrise tomorrow morning. Don't blame me for using you too hard then."
"Boom"
The heavy footsteps became closer and clearer.
The dark red giant shadow walked out of the corner.
Gordon and the others exchanged glances, turned around silently, and prepared to leave.
At this time, Xia Zuo stopped them. He rarely smiled, "You are old and a little weak. You have vitality drinks and strong walking drugs on you. Stay with us."