Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Dragon Valley, in front of the Rock Fortress.

The dragon-veined monsters stood ready and let out low roars.

The bipedal flying dragon was flying in the sky in a dense manner, its wings close to its wings, like thick dark clouds, blocking the sunlight.

The wasteland land dragon made a rumbling sound, like beating a drum, trampling on the ground wantonly. Three chimeras stood on the edge of the cliff, their three heads roaring in unison.

Dragon-veined hobgoblins and lizardmen were stationed on the fortress, quietly waiting for the enemy's arrival.

Although the most elite troops have long been transferred to the south, the dependents who stayed in the Dragon Valley are still the backbone of the former Burning Nest. Many of them are veterans who participated in the Battle of Trier, but have not yet followed. The red dragon heads south.

During Cassius's absence, Doro's cronies, the hobgoblin Droll, became the temporary steward of Dragon Valley.

He obtained the position that Doro once dreamed of, but unfortunately now the center of the Ember Kingdom has been moved to Beifong Castle, and the Dragon Valley is now more of a border defense center and a major source of troops.

"call--"

The cold wind howled and poured into the valley.

Dror sneezed, his expression becoming more solemn.

"It's true as Lord Doro said, they will come with the cold wind."

"Frost Giant"

The hobgoblin stood on the highest point of the rock fortress, looking into the distance, and saw many huge figures appearing on the horizon - they were the frost giant army.

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

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

As the temporary director of the Dragon Valley, Dror was still relatively inexperienced. He did not do any unnecessary pre-war mobilization. He just raised the spear engraved with the Burning Ember Emblem in his hand, imitating the appearance of Doro in his memory. Shouted loudly:

"For the Kingdom of Burning Ember!"

"Fight for the great red dragon!"

The monsters below suddenly shook and cheered for a long time.

"Hoho-"

They had all experienced that battle, and their worship of the red dragon was almost like worshiping gods, not to mention that the Kingdom of Burning Ember kept them full.

Although these frost giants are very powerful, the descendants with dragon blood only feel the excitement of facing powerful enemies - they are the minions of the evil dragon.

In the frost giant formation, Baya also waved the dragon bone pickaxe in his hand and let out a war cry.

"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 kobolds, these humble guys are the masters of traps. Several frost giants were caught off guard, fell into the specially made pit, and were pierced by sharp spears.

There was even a tundra land dragon that was tripped by the steel cable and fell down with a heavy scream, crushing the knight on its back and crushing two frost giants at the same time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Following Dror's "fire" command, artillery fire roared from the rock fortress, shaking the valley.

Cannonballs landed on the frost giants' heads one after another, sending shrapnel flying and dust flying everywhere. Several more 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 don't work for us!"

"Rush up and crush them!"

Several of their kin fell 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 bipedal flying dragons swooped down in a mess, either spitting out blazing flames, biting with their teeth, or carrying venomous stinging barbs. tail sneak attack.

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

They are natural enemies of dragon-like creatures and are experienced in hunting these flying lizards.

The frost giants threw huge stones into the sky to knock down the flying dragons flying in a disorderly manner. They caught the flying dragons when they dived and brought them to the ground to fight with each other.

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

"Annoying flying insects!"

Baya jumped high again and hooked a bipedal flying dragon with a keel pickaxe.

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

"Stab-"

Blood and flesh splashed onto Baya's face, which was full of scorch marks. He grinned happily and prepared to rush to other targets again.

However, after the two-legged flying dragon launched its attack, the ground troops in the Dragon Valley immediately followed up, taking advantage of the entanglement between the giant and the flying dragon to launch an attack.

"March!"

Dror shouted the order.

At this moment, his heart was particularly excited, and the hand holding the saber trembled slightly. He was once a member of the line regiment, followed Doro to participate in the salvo military exercise, and also participated in the Battle of Trier, and now it was finally his turn to It was time for him to command the Line Regiment.

The Goblin Line Regiment followed the drumbeat of the satyrs and marched in neat steps.

The frost giants threw stones from time to time, knocking down a few hobgoblins, but the troops behind them were quickly replenished.

When the hobgoblin troops marched fifty steps away from the frost giants and could almost smell the fishy smell on those giants and feel their breath, Dror finally gave the order again, just like Doro before.

His heart was beating fast, whether he was excited or nervous.

"preparation--"

The hobgoblins raised their rifles according to their daily training, and there was a constant buzzing sound for a while.

"Fire!"

The hobgoblin pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

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

Not far from the queue, several frost giants first tilted one after another, and then collapsed, kicking up dust in the sky.

These giants are huge in size and are much easier to hit than ordinary targets. Often, several expanding and deformed bombs penetrate the thick skin and penetrate into the body of the frost giant, destroying his huge body wantonly, making these tenacious and brave frost giants Also lose life easily.

"ah--"

"It hurts!"

The frost giant was still struggling on the ground, with a ferocious face and a fighting posture. He couldn't understand why he could die so easily.

Baya was also shocked by the effect of this salvo. He put down the flying dragon that was ravaged into shape and stared at the line of troops in the distance with an extremely gloomy expression:

"Damn it."

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

You must know that the Yongshuang Tribe only has a total of more than 500 adult frost giants. Every frost giant warrior is a valuable asset. If he causes too much damage, he will be held accountable, even if he is the brother of the clan leader. No exception.

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