Chapter 598: A Sharp Turn for the Worse

Returning to the temporary camp, everyone rested for a night before continuing their journey.

As if the words of the tragic song were confirmed, the rest of the journey suddenly became difficult. It seems that all the good things he has been using have been exhausted, and the situation has taken a turn for the worse!

Griffon calendar, November 3rd.

We bypassed the rebel fortress, but it rained heavily and the muddy road made the march even more difficult.

Griffon calendar, November 6th.

It took three days to pass through the Shell Territory and wipe out a local army of 200 people. The crazy rebels poisoned the water in all the surrounding wells, and more than ten soldiers were poisoned to death.

Even if he ordered his soldiers to drink boiled river water or rainwater, there were still soldiers who, trying to save labor, drank dirty water and got sick.

Griffon calendar, November 6th, evening.

Captured an enemy commander and received shocking news

Her Majesty the Queen used half of the treasury in exchange for her uncle and a bunch of useless officials who were caught!

The rebels, supported by a large amount of gold coins, have once again strengthened their armaments, and the enemy country has sent more troops in order to seek benefits!

Griffon calendar, November 7, noon.

There are still three days to go from the sea, and the pursuers appear again! The Blue Dragon Knights of Franvia launched an air attack on our army, and the wounded and sick who were separated were almost slaughtered.

Field closed the report and looked at the sun in the distance, slowly falling into the horizon.

"Night is falling."

I feel inexplicably irritated. I cannot march at night. Both the soldiers and the chosen ones need to rest and eat. However, the pursuers have the initiative and can attack at any time, and their numbers are increasing!

He could take the Chosen One and leave first, but the entire army would have to be buried here. Moreover, destroying the army does not mean that the pursuers will give up. On the contrary, it will allow the opponent to flex its muscles.

To put it bluntly, if there were no troops and cannon fodder to share the pressure, the enemy's attacks would be concentrated in one place, and the consequences would be disastrous.

"The other imperial troops who fell behind us have almost been dealt with." Field knew it well.

"Baron, our imperial army's artifact has been restored and is ready to fight."

Ye Feng came to report with a heroic appearance, holding a long halberd.

"He hasn't fully recovered yet." Field glanced at him and comforted him, "Don't force it."

Her artifact, and the crack, were apparently half restored. Even the recovery ability of the Imperial Army's Chosen Ones is far inferior to that of Ashina.

"Now that I can fight, I can at least share the pressure with you. We can't just let you protect us." Ye Feng cheered up and said something heartwarming.

"very good."

Field wanted to arrange some things, but suddenly his expression changed and he saw a lot of evil dragon icons on the mini map, rushing towards his station.

"Air strike, prepare for battle."

Field immediately drew out his weapon: "Let the crossbowmen and magicians form a dispersed formation, and use bunkers as much as possible to shoot down the enemy's air force. The chosen ones with long-range skills should not waste too much power and wait for the right opportunity to counterattack."

"Yes!" The chosen gods immediately dispersed.

Like a fleet of airplanes, the scattered figures in the distance grew larger and larger. Field clearly saw a large group of elite knights wearing blue armor and holding blue dragon flags. The armor faced the setting sun, emitting a dazzling light.

Of course, the configuration of the Dragon Riders cannot be all precious dragons, but the thin dragon-blooded monsters born from the dragons and other races.

Three-quarters are wyverns, and the remainder are dragonhawks, dragon-shaped birds covered in brilliant feathers.

Only the two fourth-level divine choices in the lead were riding the controlled fire dragons.

The structure of the entire army: two fourth-level divine selections, the Fire Dragon Knights. Three hundred flying dragon knights and one hundred dragon eagle knights, all possess fighting spirit or magic!

The number of enemies was about four hundred, but they seemed overwhelming and powerful.

"Magic, energy shield."

"Magic, sharp edge."

The auxiliary mage of the Imperial Army, who casts magic on his own army. The remaining soldiers, following Field's orders, spread out as much as possible and hid behind bunkers. Even so, the soldiers were trembling and looking around, wanting to run away immediately.

"die."

A huge divine seal like a magic circle bloomed behind Filomena, and continuous cross stars flew out like a heavy rain.

The two flying dragon knights collided head-on with the golden light, and both the man and the flying dragon were blown into a bloody mist. The armor fragments sent flying by the explosion, carrying a strong wind pressure sound, almost blew up the Dragon Eagle Knight next door.

The chosen archer of the Imperial Army fired a magical arrow, but was dodged by a flying dragon knight.

"Spread out, attack freely, tear those cowards to pieces, and avenge Letty!"

Eunice, the fourth-level divine choice on the back of the fire dragon, gritted her teeth and cursed angrily: "It's them. Leti's last letter said that we should pursue them. They must have killed Leti."

"Kill, leave no one alive, teach those cowards of the Griffin Empire a bloody lesson."

As soon as the armies of both sides met, the two fire dragons in the air breathed out fierce flames from a long distance away.

The scalding flames turned the sky into an illusion.

"boom!"

The breath fell like an upside-down torrent, directly burning a carriage and the seven or eight soldiers hidden behind it to ashes. The fire dragon flapped its wings and breathed out while flying like a plow, burning all the soldiers along the way to dregs.

Gravel splattered.

The enemy's flying dragon knights, using the cover of fire, quickly smashed into the defense line of Ye Mu's leading army. Like a silky flying fish, the two-legged flying dragon glided down, its sharp claws suddenly thrust out, and immediately caused a large scream.

"Fighting Skill, Sky Slash!"

The knight on the dragon's back used the fighting skill to kill the soldiers who were besieging him. He picked up the reins and flew into the sky with the dragon again.

Although the arrows were flying around like locusts, the dragon knight had fighting spirit to protect his body. The arrows could only wear down the fighting spirit shield first, and only occasionally one knight was shot down.

The dragon eagle knight didn't even need to fight in close combat. He kept controlling the dragon eagle in the air, launching magic missiles and bombarding the gathered soldiers.

In a back and forth, hundreds of people were killed.

But the Night Lord was not passive!

"Third-level magic skill, Tyrant Dragon Flame!" Asina herself released her divine power to maximize the range of armor-breaking frost.

The purple dragon flame like a burning cloud blasted out, and even the fire dragon had to dodge, and several dragon knights were set on fire.

As the dragon screamed and rolled, the knight on its back fell down and was half dead. The soldiers around them immediately rushed over and tore them to pieces.

The Chosen Ones of the Imperial Army also fought back with all their might.

"So annoying."

Feilominai wanted to find an opportunity to fight the enemy's fourth-level Chosen Ones, but the enemy had no intention of engaging in battle. After attacking for a quarter of an hour, they immediately chose to retreat, leaving only wailing on the ground.

"Just like the previous air raid, they are playing tricks on us."

Ye Feng was stained with the blood of the dragon, and his face was full of resentment: "Despicable Franvians."