Chapter 173 Battle of Dragon Valley

Dragon Valley, in front of the Rock Fortress.

The dragon vein monsters were on full alert, roaring.

The wyverns were flying in the sky, their wings close to each other, like a thick cloud that blocked the sunlight.

The desert land dragons made a rumbling sound, like beating drums, trampling on the ground wantonly. Three chimeras stood on the edge of the cliff, and their three heads roared together.

The dragon vein hobgoblins and lizardmen were stationed on the fortress, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Although the most elite troops had long been transferred to the south, the followers left in the Dragon Valley were still the backbone of the former Burning Embers Nest. Many of them were veterans who had participated in the Battle of Trier, but they had not followed the red dragon to the south.

During the time when Cassius was away, Doro's trusted subordinate, the hobgoblin Dror, became the temporary steward of the Dragon Valley.

He got the position that Doro had always dreamed of, but unfortunately, the center of the Burning Kingdom has now moved to North Wind Castle, and the Dragon Valley is now more like a frontier defense and a major source of troops.

"Huh--"

The cold wind whistled and rushed into the valley.

Drol sneezed, his expression becoming more solemn.

"It is just as Lord Doro said, they will come with the cold wind"

"Frost Giant"

The hobgoblin stood at the highest point of the Rock Fortress, looking into the distance, and saw many huge figures appearing on the horizon - that was the frost giant army.

Hundreds of frost giants were either riding huge tundra land dragons or running on the ground, attacking the direction of the valley, followed by clouds of steam.

Due to the giants' rapid march, even the ground was shaking violently.

As the temporary director of the Dragon Valley, Drol had little experience, and he did not do any extra pre-war mobilization. He just raised the spear engraved with the Burning Emblem in his hand, imitated the appearance of Doro in his memory, and shouted loudly:

"For the Burning Emblem Kingdom!"

"Fight for the great red dragon!"

The monsters below were immediately shaken, and the cheers and joy continued for a long time.

"Roar--"

They have all experienced that battle, and their worship of the red dragon is almost like worshiping gods, not to mention that the Burning Emblem Kingdom also filled their stomachs.

These frost giants are indeed powerful, but the followers with dragon blood only feel the excitement of facing a strong enemy-they are the claws of the evil dragon.

In the frost giant formation, Baya also waved the dragon bone pick in his hand and shouted.

"Capture this fortress!"

"Let them see what frost disaster is!"

The frost giants rushed in with the cold wind.

However, they first fell into the trap dug by the dog-headed people. These inconspicuous guys are trap masters. Several frost giants were caught off guard and fell into a special deep pit, pierced by sharp spears.

Even a tundra land dragon was tripped by a steel cable and fell down with a heavy wail, crushing the knight on its back to death and also crushing two frost giants.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Following Dror's command to "fire", the artillery fire on the rock fortress roared and shook the valley.

One by one, the shells fell on the top of the frost giants, shrapnel flew, dust splashed, and several unlucky frost giants were killed on the spot.

Baya was a little surprised to see the casualties coming so quickly, but he still roared:

"These little tricks are useless to us!"

"Go up and crush them!"

Several of his kind fell down one after another, but the frost giants had no intention of retreating.

"Hiss--"

Accompanied by noisy roars, the "dark clouds" in the sky descended, and hundreds of wyverns swooped down in a mess, either spewing hot flames, or biting with their teeth, or sneaking with their tails with poisonous barbs.

After experiencing the first wave of losses, the frost giants immediately launched a counterattack.

They are natural enemies of dragon-like creatures and have a lot of experience in hunting these flying lizards.

The frost giants threw huge stones into the sky, knocking down those flying dragons in a mess, and took the opportunity of the dragons diving to catch them, bringing them to the ground to wrestle and fight together.

These frost giants are larger and more powerful than flying dragons, and the flying dragons dragged to the ground are often torn and crushed into a ball of rags.

"Annoying flying insects!"

Baya jumped high again and hooked a wyvern with a dragon bone pick.

The frost giant warrior used his weight advantage to drag it to the ground, pressed it under his heavy body, and then used one hand to forcefully break the slender neck.

"Sizzle--"

Blood and flesh splattered on Baya's scorched face. He grinned happily and prepared to rush to other targets again.

However, after the wyvern launched the attack, the ground troops of the Dragon Valley immediately followed up and launched an attack while the giant and the wyvern were entangled.

"March!"

Droll shouted the order.

At this moment, his heart was particularly excited, and his hand holding the saber trembled slightly. He used to be a member of the Line Corps, followed Doro to participate in the volley military exercise, and also participated in the Battle of Trier. Now it was finally his turn to command the Line Corps.

The Earth Elf Line Corps followed the drumbeats of the Centaurs and marched in neat steps.

The frost giants threw stones from time to time, knocking down a few earth elves, but the troops behind them could soon replenish them.

When the hobgoblins were fifty steps away from the frost giants, and could almost smell the stench of the giants and feel their breath, Drol finally gave the order again, just like Doro did at the beginning.

His heart was pounding, and he didn't know whether he was excited or nervous.

"Ready--"

The hobgoblins followed their daily training and raised their rifles, and there was a constant rustling sound for a while.

"Fire!"

The hobgoblins pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The gunfire whistled, and a row of green smoke slowly rose from the muzzle, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Not far from the queue, several frost giants first tilted one after another, and then fell down with a bang, raising dust all over the sky.

These giants are huge and much easier to hit than ordinary targets. Often, several expanded and deformed fragmentation shells penetrated the thick skin and drilled into the body of the frost giant, wantonly destroying his huge body, making these tenacious and brave frost giants lose their lives easily.

"Ah——"

"It hurts so much!"

The frost giant was still struggling on the ground, his face was hideous, and he kept a fighting posture. He couldn't understand why he would die so easily.

Baya was also shocked by the effect of the volley. He put down the dragon that was ravaged beyond recognition and stared at the line troops in the distance with a gloomy face:

"Damn it."

"How could these little things kill our warriors so easily?"

You should know that there are only more than 500 adult frost giants in the Yongshuang tribe. Every frost giant warrior is a precious treasure. If he causes too much damage, he will be held accountable, even if he is the brother of the tribe leader.

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