Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Another easy victory.

Facing an enemy who was distracted during the battle, Alger would never let go of any opportunity, but he did not feel the slightest joy in killing the enemy. Even the dragon-veined giant eagle under him let out a low mournful cry.

Alger looked down at the place where Nellie fell and said calmly:

"Igor, I said, everyone is just his own master. The Alger he once was has died long ago."

"Nellie. She should know that."

Without mourning for even a moment for his former friend and enemy who had just been killed by his own hands, Alger drove the giant eagle into the battlefield again.

"Eager, keep fighting."

However, this small-scale encounter was almost over. Facing the battle-hardened Eagle Guards, these fledgling dragon knights were even more skillful than Alger, showing a crushing situation.

"Watch my barbecue skills!"

"Three kills!"

"Kill like crazy. Kill like crazy."

"Don't compete with me. I'll make the full contribution today!"

The flying dragon ignored the heavy siege of the Eagle Guards and breathed fire according to its target, turning several Eagle Guards into charcoal and falling to the ground.

These players didn't care about any tactics, maneuvers, or tests. If the Eagle Guard dared to counterattack, they would rush over and spit fire until they couldn't fight back.

You mean tactics?

It's just for fun. Who would remember this when we get into a real fight? Isn't it all a mess?

What?

Do you still dare to harass and attack from behind?

The players can even ignore the enemy in front of them and turn their heads abruptly. Even at the risk of being attacked from both sides, they still want to bite the hateful guy who stole the butt to death.

But what's even more terrifying is that due to the natural scales of these guys, the arrows from the back are like tickling them.

The players' rough and wild style made the Eagle Guards extremely uncomfortable.

What kind of play is this?

There’s no instruction in tactical drills——

Due to Nellie's death, the North Wind Eagle Guards have long been leaderless, and they are faced with the players' style of play that makes them unable to fight or escape.

Soon the battle became a one-sided chase.

"Keep chasing! Keep chasing!"

"Where to escape!"

"The thieves should leave!"

Steamed Bun rode the flying dragon "Noodle" and rushed to the front. He held a five-meter-long lance in his arms and looked extremely excited.

The gun was already stained with mottled blood, and it was eager for the blood of the next enemy.

Seeing the Eagle Guard in front of him flying further and further away, Mantou Zhan was eager to contribute and activated his skills directly.

[Dragon roars and charges! 】

"Roar--"

The half-dragon knight and the flying dragon beneath him roared at the same time.

The two vibrating and resonant roars were full of power, which actually caused the giant eagle not far away to tremble and fall into instinctive panic. Its speed dropped sharply, and its wings even swayed, making it difficult to maintain normal flight.

"Haha, suffer death!"

"Five hundred contribution, here I come!"

Steamed Bun let out a wild laugh and swooped down on the flying dragon.

Just when the tip of his spear was about to penetrate the enemy's back and he was drinking blood——

"Whoosh!"

A sharp arrow passed by the steamed bun and directly hit the back of the Eagle Guard's head. The powerful force directly caused the tip of the arrow to penetrate from the center of the eyebrow.

The Eagle Guard rolled off the back of the giant eagle.

Steamed Bun did not wait for the expected contribution, and the wanton smile on his face slowly solidified.

He suddenly became furious and said angrily to the high air:

"Xin Gou, why are you trying to steal someone's head? My five hundred contribution -"

Singo's lazy voice came from the air: "I am a bow warrior. If I don't harvest, why would I be a bow warrior? I have already aimed at that person. I can only blame your own gun for not being as fast as my arrows."

"What the hell"

"Just practice more. You've only killed a few, and I've already received a contribution of 6,000."

"If you have the guts, don't steal my head. I can control my dragon roar and you still fight me."

"Then you took control, didn't you just let me hit you?"

"Fuck you."

The battle in front of them has completely reduced to a massacre.

Alger no longer paid attention to the chaotic fighting situation here. He had been with these players for a long time. He knew how crazy these players could be for the so-called "camp contribution". He believed that they would never let any fish slip through the net.

What he is more concerned about is the whereabouts of the coalition forces.

“These guys make such a big show of themselves that it’s so easy to expose them.”

"Eager, let's go do some reconnaissance on our own first."

Alger ordered the dragon-veined giant eagle sitting under him. After years of running in, they were almost in tune with each other. They only needed one action to know what the other person meant.

So while the players were chasing their contributions, Alger quietly left on the giant eagle.

"Finally I saw it."

He flew over the mountains and finally found the target in the distance, because it was so obvious that it didn't even require too much observation.

——It was a huge army, tens of thousands of people marching in the wilderness, like a mottled torrent, many of them wearing iron armor and holding long guns. War horses neighed, infantry and cavalry alternated, the tips of spears shone coldly in the sun, and there were many heavy carriages covered with thick cloth, and it was unknown what was inside.

Several flags were raised high in the center of the army. The first one was a gray eagle flag - the flag of the "Eagle of the North Wind" Luckman family, followed by the "Lion of the North" Bosk and "Double-Headed Eagle" Nott's family flag. There are also various flags in the team, which are the battle flags of noble lords from various places.

In addition to the soldiers, there were also a large number of civilians in the team, carrying burdens, driving carriages, and transporting baggage. The serfs often had their backs bent under the weight of the heavy grain, although they themselves were still plagued by hunger and were often emaciated.

There are many giant eagles flying and circling in the sky, alert to the surrounding situation.

Their armies are easy to distinguish. Ruckman's uniforms are usually a calm gray and black, while Bossk prefers dark blue, and Nott is keen on the earthy yellow.

And in this torrent, gray accounts for the majority.

You must know that the entire twelve countries of the United Kingdom of Northland combined cannot have a million people. Even Beifeng Castle, the capital of the Lachman Principality, is only a city of more than 30,000 people.

But this time, the Luckman family sent nearly 20,000 troops. It could be said that they had spent all their money and were about to destroy the Burning Nest.

Alger looked at the massive army and murmured to himself:

"The coalition forces of the three northern countries..."

"They did come."

"Anzetta, there hasn't been a war of this scale for decades..."

"You have to go back and report to the master immediately."

Alger piloted the dragon-veined giant eagle and flew over the mountains at extremely fast speeds, flying straight towards the Dragon Valley.