Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Roar——"

The ground dragon beast roared dully and rushed directly into the burning camp.

These hill giants are much taller than ordinary humanoids, but they still seem vulnerable under the charge of these hill-like dragon beasts.

"Ah!"

"It hurts!"

These crude giants were trampled underfoot and smashed into meat paste, screaming and wailing.

"Who are you?"

"Why, break into the tribe!"

The hunchbacked hill giant elder holding a wooden stick was shocked and angry. They have lived a beastly life in the mountains like savages for thousands of years, just eating and reproducing, but they also have the most basic wisdom.

And these giant elders are often wise among them. It actually knows a few basic common words and asks such questions.

Lived in Carterpa for many years.

The hill giants already know the horror of the humans in the south. They never take the initiative to attack, but only greedily eat all the creatures around them.

Although they have not developed their own culture, they will try to imitate the behavior habits of certain creatures before eating them.

However, it was just a simple imitation. They didn't even think about whether their body size was suitable for doing so. Once, a tribe of hill giants collectively imitated elves to live in trees, which resulted in the collapse of trees in the entire forest.

This time, the emergence of new enemies broke their thousands of years of tradition and made the hill giants feel at a loss.

The Count of the Earth Elf stood up on the back of the Land Dragon Beast, looked down at the hill giants not far away, and laughed wildly: "Who are we? You ask who we are?"

"We are the expeditionary force of the Empire!"

"We will bring complete death and destruction here! Just because you are pests breeding in the territory of the Empire!"

Jesse wanted to throw a spear to kill the hill giant elder, but he thought for a moment, then grinned and took out the pistol from his waist, quickly raised it and aimed.

"Foolish guy, taste the wisdom of the Empire."

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a gunshot, a blood hole suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the hill giant elder, and the huge body fell down with a bang.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Good baby!"

Jesse blew away the thin smoke from the muzzle of the gun and put it back to his waist lovingly. He felt great satisfaction every time he fired.

After the war against the "Eternal Frost" tribe, the imperial army had a lot of experience in slaughtering giants.

They cooperated in groups of three or two, divided and surrounded the battlefield, and launched attacks from different directions, always making these clumsy guys be shot to death before they found the enemy.

The sound of gunfire, the claws and hooves of the ground dragon beast, the wailing of the hill giants, and the shouts of the imperial soldiers intertwined on the battlefield.

The smell of blood and gunpowder filled the wilderness.

In front of the well-trained imperial infantry and lancers, these savage and undisciplined hill giants had no chance of winning - even if they had huge bodies and strength.

The hobgoblin lieutenant also rode on the back of the ground dragon beast, trampled a hill giant lying on the ground to death, and shouted to Jesse from a distance: "My Lord Earl, there seem to be some cubs in the cave!"

Jesse's face suddenly turned cold, and he said sternly: "Don't leave any, kill them all."

These hill giants are called cubs, but they are much taller than ordinary people. The shortest one is two meters tall. They shivered and huddled deep in the cave.

Under Jesse's order, the hobgoblins threw bundles of firewood into the cave, and several wyverns landed on the ground, blocking the entrance of the cave, and spewed flames into the cave.

Soon, the firewood burned, and the flames and smoke poured into the depths of the cave. The hill giant cubs were also smoked and burned and couldn't stand it. They fled wailing and wanted to leave the cave.

But before they took a step out of the cave, the hobgoblin infantry who had been waiting for a long time at the entrance of the cave in a row pulled the trigger together, and the rifles in their hands made a loud sound.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The entrance of the cave was filled with charred corpses, which could no longer be seen. Some of them were still riddled with bullet holes.

"My lord, the nearby hill giants should all come from here. We have cleared this place."

"Very good, these damn guys dared to attack the hunting team we sent out and ate a hobgoblin. This is what they deserve."

Jesse hugged his arms, sniffed the smell of gunpowder in the air, and felt the beauty of this war.

Hill giants are harmful creatures and cannot become citizens. This is the result of the discussion of the top leaders of the empire.

Unlike their lawful evil relatives, the frost giants, hill giants are pure chaotic evil monsters with extremely low intelligence.

In addition, there is a hidden factor that "cannot be told to outsiders". These hill giants are extremely similar to ogres in appearance, habits and blood.

In the complex social system of giants, ogres are below all giant classes. Due to this nature, ordinary ogres will do almost anything to meet the requirements of a giant.

Although the intelligence of the Empire's ogres has been greatly improved and they are no longer bound by the giants, they still do not want races with overlapping ecological niches to seize their position.

Moreover, after the evaluation of the Empire's think tank, the cost of transforming these hill giants into "valuable imperial citizens" far exceeds the benefits they bring.

Based on the above points, the frost giants can still become the slave race of the Empire, while the hill giants are only worthy of being eliminated as pests.

Jesse took a few steps forward, stepped on the huge hill giant's head, and kicked it away casually.

"Bart, is there any movement from the Thracian Kingdom? - After they burned down the original castle."

"My Lord Earl, in the past two days, the Red Scale Conqueror discovered the Thracian Kingdom's scouts on the border, but after our observation, they were just some insignificant miscellaneous troops."

"Their elite gods have all been transferred to the south to resist the offensive of the Cassander Kingdom."

Jesse frowned slightly and said with some displeasure: "Arrogant! These Thracians dare to send out scouts?"

"It seems that they still don't know how powerful the empire is!"

The Earth Elf Earl drew out the pistol from his waist, put it in his hand to feel the cold texture, and aimed at the distance.

"If it weren't for His Majesty Cassius's concern for the livelihood of the people, our army of the Burning Empire would have marched straight in and conquered the so-called "City of Sunrise" Augustus!"

"We are lucky that we didn't go looking for trouble. Who gave them the courage to test us!"

The Earth Elf Count narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look south, and asked coldly: "How far are the areas where those scouts are stationed from our current position?"

"Very close, just sixty miles to the southeast."

Jesse fired several shots to the south and ordered loudly: "Everyone, let's set off immediately to make these Thracians recognize the reality and realize the power of the empire!"

"For the empire!" (End of this chapter)