Chapter 654 Dead Warriors

Hot air rushed towards his face, mixed with the acrid smoke of sulfur. A large amount of sweat dripped from Lun's forehead, and emotions such as tension, expectation, and fear filled his heart.

He closed his left eye and held the steel crossbow to aim at the gap on the left chest of the wyvern. His finger was already on the trigger, ready to pull it at any time.

At this time, the bipedal flying dragon was less than 400 meters away from the dwarf, and it only took a moment for it to swoop over.

And Bren knew that he only had one chance. If he couldn't hit the heart accurately and kill the dragon-blooded monster with one blow, then what was waiting for him would most likely be death!

Brun murmured to himself: "Father God Moradin bless you"

Looking at the two-legged flying dragon not far away and feeling the hot wind coming towards him, the dwarf's muscles tensed up. The hand holding the steel crossbow trembled slightly, and his heart beat violently, as if it was about to break his chest.

Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters

It's very close.

In just one more breath, the wyvern would be within his confident shooting range, Bren thought.

"roar--"

Along with the earth-shattering roar, Smaug's figure grew larger and larger in the eyes of the dwarf warrior, almost occupying the entire field of vision.

"Dwarf, I told you so - you will pay the price!"

Smaug exhaled scorching fire and steam from his mouth and nostrils, and his golden eyes spurted with anger. He spread his wings and swooped towards the dwarf with great momentum.

"Go to hell, dragon!"

And it was at this moment that Bren let out an angry roar and pulled the trigger with great determination. With a "click" sound, the tight crossbow string was finally released!

In an instant, the dwarf steel crossbow generated extremely strong kinetic energy, causing the black dragon-like fatal arrow to tear through the air, making a sharp explosion, and struck towards the left chest of the flying dragon.

"Shua——"

Looking at the black arrow flying through the air, Bren's face showed a burst of excitement, and he had a strong premonition. It was the intuition of a legendary warrior telling him: This black arrow is about to hit!

Sure enough, as the dwarf expected, under his precise control, the black arrow seemed to have eyes and headed straight for the gap on the left chest of the flying dragon.

The anticipation in Brun's heart was even greater. He seemed to have seen the black arrow piercing the skin without scale protection, piercing the thick flesh, and finally piercing the huge and hot heart.

And the huge thing in front of you will fall from the sky with a loud wailing sound and crash to the ground.

However, things did not develop as the dwarf expected.

Smaug was also keenly aware of the danger, but at this moment he was too close and had no time to dodge. He could only let the black arrow shoot into his chest.

But after noticing the target of the black arrow shooting, a strange smile appeared on the face of the flying dragon.

"Keng——"

The sound of gold and iron clashing filled the sky. After the black arrow shot into the gap on the left chest, the arrowhead was twisted and deformed, and the arrow shaft even turned into powder under the strong impact!

Suddenly, Bren's expression suddenly changed, and he was shocked: "How is this possible? I obviously got shot!"

"What the hell?!"

But it was too late at this moment, Smaug had already arrived in front of the dwarf accompanied by monstrous flames, opened his bloody mouth, and fierce fire spewed out from his throat.

Bren looked desperate and murmured: "This is impossible."

The scorching wind hit like a tsunami, and at the last moment of his life, the dwarf's eyes reflected brilliant firelight.

"boom--"

Immediately afterwards, Smaug breathed out with all his strength at a very close distance, and the furious dragon flames spurted out, engulfing the dwarf warrior and causing the entire arrow tower to burn.

But the leader of the flying dragon always kept Cassius's teachings in mind and understood the importance of last-hitting, so he jumped into the sea of ​​fire and swept across with his front paws with wide wings.

Sure enough, Bren is not dead yet.

I saw that the dwarf warrior was burning all over, as if he was about to explode, making a crackling sound.

"Monster! I'm going to kill you-"

He let out a heart-rending roar, used his last bit of strength to raise the giant sword above his head, and swung it hard at the flying dragon's head.

Smaug struck from the side with his front paws, directly knocking away the giant sword that was about to be chopped off. The dwarf warrior holding the sword was also knocked away, and his body was still burning.

However, Smaug showed no mercy and swung his tail in mid-air. The sharp tail hook came through the air and stabbed the dwarf in the chest accurately——

"Stab it!"

The sound of flesh being torn was heard as the dwarf warrior pierced the strong, stocky body on the spot, blood splattering everywhere.

Smaug's movements were smooth and smooth, adhering to the principle of eradicating the roots and not giving the enemy any chance to resist.

His master, Ember Emperor Cassius, once taught him that dragon villains like them must not take these puny guys lightly and must crush them into pieces.

Until he died, Bren still had an expression of surprise and disbelief on his face.

——He clearly hit the target, so how could it have no effect at all?

And Smaug lowered his head and looked at the gap in his left chest, feeling a little lucky, and his admiration and admiration for Cassius in his heart grew to a higher level.

If the black arrow had hit another part of the body, it would have probably caused fatal damage to him, but it was a pity that the unlucky dwarf chose the left chest.

Smaug sighed with admiration: "The master is really full of wisdom and wisdom. Fortunately, he has the adamantine armor he rewarded."

In fact, this is also a manifestation of Cassius's bad taste. In order to restore Smaug in his memory, he deliberately pulled out a scale from the left chest of the wyvern.

However, as compensation, Cassius ordered the imperial craftsmen to inlay a whole piece of fine gold armor in the gap between the scales, and deliberately painted it black so that no one could see it.

According to Cassius's solemn statement at the time, instead of waiting for the other party to actively find his loopholes, it is better to create the illusion of "weakness" to confuse the enemy.

It can only be said that fate is unpredictable. I didn't expect that Cassius's unintentional act full of bad taste actually helped Smaug win on the battlefield and kill a legendary enemy.

"Roar--"

Smaug perched on the top of the burning tower, raised his tail with the dwarf's corpse hanging high, then spread his wings, raised his head and roared, making a roar that made the whole of Avundaldan tremble.

"Lord Brun is dead!"

"He was a hero who killed a dragon! How could he die like this?"

"Moradin, how could there be such a monster!"

On the walls of Avender, the offensive of the Burning Empire became more and more fierce. The dwarves were overwhelmed by the dense firepower of the imperial infantry, and seeing Brun's death, their despair became even greater.

A legendary dwarf warrior died, and even his body was hung on the tail of a wyvern as a trophy, and was proudly displayed to the dwarves.

The entire Avender was shrouded in thick smoke, the walls were burning, the ruins were everywhere, the bodies of dwarves were piled everywhere, the whistling of artillery fire continued, the wyverns roared in the sky, ladders were set on the walls, and countless soldiers swarmed in.

Such a scene was desperate in the eyes of the dwarves. For thousands of years, the city of Avender has always been a symbol of tenacity and indestructibility.

The dwarves never thought that this fortress would become precarious and about to fall one day in the future.

But at this moment, such a scene really happened in front of them and appeared in the eyes of every dwarf.

After a fierce siege, the empire has occupied most of the city walls and is advancing in an orderly manner, about to completely invade Avendeldan.

But the dwarves suffered heavy losses. Not only did they lose a legendary dwarf warrior, but even the team of nearly 10,000 people was reduced to less than 4,000.

"We haven't lost yet!" Ed stood on the top of the tower, raised his war hammer high, and shouted angrily.

The dwarf king was majestic, with the corpses of the imperial soldiers under his feet, and even a dragon scale monk who was smashed to the point of being unrecognizable.

To this day, the dwarves can still barely maintain their defense, mainly relying on the king's own strength.

"As long as one of us can stand up, as long as one of us can swing the hammer, Avenderdan has not fallen, and the Mountain Kingdom has not perished!"

Ed rushed into the position of the Burning Empire in the face of dense bullets, swinging his hammer like a gust of wind, dancing with the stones, and flying sand all over the sky. He took away hundreds of lives in an instant.

"Lord of the Mountain!"

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"Avenderdan will never fall!"

Seeing the king so brave, the dwarf warriors were once again in high spirits. They followed Ed behind them for the umpteenth time and launched a tenacious counterattack.

"Charge!"

"We will follow His Majesty!"

"Counterattack! Take back Avenderdan!"

The dwarves waved their weapons and followed Ed's steps, rushing towards the tower occupied by the Empire in front.

"Da da da da——"

The muzzle of the machine gun stretched out from the window of the tower, constantly spewing flames and pouring out dense bullets like raindrops.

Ed could resist the shells with his body, but his people could not. They only had a strong will, but no tempered body, let alone royal blood.

Soon, under the firepower of the imperial soldiers, the dwarf king bravely advanced, but the soldiers behind him fell one after another in the hail of bullets.

"Boom!"

Ed jumped high and smashed the tower with a hammer, which immediately collapsed the wall and flattened the imperial soldiers hiding behind the bunker.

"Fire!"

"Kill him, he's a dangerous man!"

The surrounding imperial soldiers immediately took out their pistols and concentrated fire on the dwarf king from different directions, but Ed burst out with great strength and instantly blocked the bullets.

As usual, Ed broke into it with great momentum, killed all the enemies in the tower, and once again took the position alone.

"We won!" After flattening the last half-dragon soldier on the tower with a war hammer, Ed turned around excitedly.

But this time, there was no one behind him, only corpses were left everywhere. Those guards who accompanied him through life and death fell under the machine gun fire and artillery bombardment.

Ed climbed to the top of the tower and looked around. He saw his dwarf people wailing in the flames and struggling in the thick smoke.

Under the sharp guns of the empire, the war was almost one-sided. The dwarf warriors had no power to resist and kept dying, while the imperial soldiers could easily occupy the towers.

"It shouldn't be like this." Ed couldn't help shaking his head. This was definitely not the ending he imagined.

In Ed's imagination, Avenderdan might fall, but he would be remembered by the people of the Fianso continent. The heroic posture and unyielding resistance of the dwarf warriors would become the talk of the town.

The mountain kingdom should not be destroyed so easily.

You must know that the war has only lasted two days so far, and the empire has overwhelmed the dwarves' defense.

Facing the imperial army, the dwarves' usual methods of dealing with the orcs were ineffective, and their resistance was like a joke.

In the eyes of the dwarves, Ed, as the Lord of the Mountains, has always been a symbol of omnipotence and invincibility, but this time, even he felt a little confused.

Faced with such an army - does their resistance really make sense?

But soon, a loud dragon roar echoed in the sky, interrupting Ed's thinking and making him nervous again.

"Ouch——"

I saw a flying dragon in the distance flapping its wings, creating bursts of hot wind, looking down at the dwarf king, with fighting intent in its golden pupils.

After killing the legendary dwarf warrior, Smaug felt quite swollen and felt that he was invincible.

——And soon, this bipedal dragon noticed the dwarf king Ed, who had caused huge losses to the empire. This was an opponent worth fighting.

Before this war began, Smaug had heard of this name, the powerful dwarf king, the noble lord of the mountains. But now, the two-legged dragon only felt that this was a huge credit.

"The Lord of the Mountains. Sounds really majestic."

Smaug couldn't help licking his lips and blowing out a puff of white smoke. Killing this dwarf would definitely make his master think more highly of him.

Ed raised his head and stared straight at the flying dragon in the sky without fear, with the same fighting spirit in his heart.

"It was this monster that killed Bren."

As the king, Ed knew very well about Brun's strength, and he was particularly sorry for his death.

Bren not only developed a strong body, but also traveled around and had rich combat experience. He once killed an adult blue dragon in the Talilor Desert and was respected as a "dwarf hero" by people.

Just from the huge size of more than 20 meters long, it can be seen that the flying dragon that killed Brun is definitely a difficult enemy. Even Ed will not take it lightly.

"Come on. I will kill you to avenge Bren and the people who were buried in the sea of ​​fire!"

Ed clenched the metal war hammer in his hand and stared closely at the bipedal dragon, his eyes bursting with bright yellow light.