Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Accompanied by the fierce melody and the roar of artillery fire, the Legion of the Ember Empire gradually approached the city wall of Collins. At this moment, this terrifying beast finally showed its fangs.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One shell after another pierced the sky, fell into the position of the Issel coalition, and set off fierce explosions one after another.

"ah!"

"careful!"

"My arm! It's gone!"

The soldiers were wailing and screaming. Under the intensive firepower, they were often hit by flying shrapnel and engulfed by raging flames.

The officer waved his saber and shouted: "Fight them back! Damn it, what are your artillery used for?"

As a former Thracian town, Issel also purchased advanced artillery from the Ember Empire and had its own artillery regiment. Duke Walter believed that they could also carry out some countermeasures.

But soon, the officers realized that they were completely wrong. There was also a gap between artillery and artillery.

The coalition soldiers hurriedly took out the artillery shells, stuffed them into the barrels, and hurriedly aimed at the Ember Legion in the distance.

Fire broke out from the muzzle, thick smoke rose, and the shells also drew graceful arcs in the air, but fell powerlessly in front of the tank corps, blasting holes in the wasteland.

Their range is actually not enough!

Seeing that the counterattack was ineffective, the governor roared angrily, while the soldiers of the Allied Artillery Corps hurriedly loaded the shells

At this moment, a human soldier raised his head with a look of despair - his pupils reflected the dense and overwhelming cannonballs.

"Amauna Tower."

"boom!"

For a time, artillery fire continued all over the sky, raindrops of artillery shells poured down towards the coalition artillery position, flames and smoke rose into the sky, and the entire position was suddenly plunged into a sea of ​​flames.

The thousands of heavy cannons that Duke Walter had placed high hopes on were turned into scrap metal at this moment, but the gold coins they spent were actually consumed by the Ember Empire to produce more cannonballs and firearms.

In the artillery position of the Ember Legion, the ogre head, who is the commander of the artillery legion and wears the rank of lieutenant general, is holding a telescope and squinting at the sea of ​​​​fire in the distance.

——That is the artillery position of the coalition forces.

“Tsk, tsk, stupid southern humans, it’s so ridiculous that they exposed the location of the artillery positions so easily.

Several years have passed, and these idiots still don't understand the new era's war model. It seems that no matter how good the weapons are, it is a waste. They deserve to digest the garbage for us. "The ogre shook his head and said contemptuously.

He put down the telescope in his hand, proudly took out an "Emperor" brand cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"Sir, let me help you." The half-dragon guard next to him quickly came over diligently and spit out flames from his mouth to light him.

Because the ordnance sold by the Burning Ember Empire to the south is old inventory that has been accumulated for a long time.

With the Ember Technology Department climbing the technology tree at a high speed, the artillery in the hands of the coalition forces has lagged behind the empire by at least an era. Whether it is range, accuracy or power, they have been ruthlessly crushed by the Ember Legion's heavy artillery.

Just now, Datou easily discovered the coalition's artillery position - they didn't even have the consciousness to hide it.

Immediately, Datou mobilized hundreds of cannons, violently bombarded the coalition positions, and carried out carpet bombing, blowing these old artillery into real scrap metal in an instant.

"Cunning Imperial Man."

Walter looked at the artillery position that turned into a sea of ​​flames, and immediately gritted his teeth and frowned.

After experiencing the bombing just now, he understood that the three kingdoms had been deceived by cunning imperial merchants!

Wherever the weapons they sell are new, they are obviously junk that has been eliminated long ago! And the gold coins used to purchase weapons were turned into artillery shells used by the Ember Empire to invade!

Thousands of heavy artillery roared in unison, countless shells pierced the sky, thick smoke covered the sky, and fierce explosions continued to occur in the coalition positions. The two armies had not yet come into contact, and the coalition forces suffered many casualties.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

Above the clouds, Barachiel slowly raised the lightning blade in his hand and issued an order to his heavenly army: "In the name of Heavenly Mountain, protect our allies——"

His voice was like thunder, loud and powerful, and his words were heavy.

Suddenly, the gleaming golden giants let out a dull war cry and appeared at the forefront of the clouds.

These heavily armored giants were covered in metal from head to toe, with a spear-like blade on one arm and a massive shield on the other.

——They are the Shield Angels and the stable cornerstone of the Celestial Legion. They withstand waves of devils and demons without any complaints, and resist deadly attacks from more powerful enemies.

At this moment, the Shield God raised a huge shield, shoulder to shoulder, forming a tight steel wall high in the air. A huge light shield thousands of meters wide spread out, intercepting almost all the artillery shells falling towards the coalition positions.

Violent explosions bombarded the solid wall again and again, making the Shield Gods tremble all over, but no one flinched, they just endured it silently.

The beautiful trumpeters and angels flapped their white wings and blew the silver horns in their delicate hands. The melodious music echoed over the coalition positions, healing the injuries of the wounded.

The Arcane Legion recited a spell silently, and along with strong energy fluctuations and flashing light spots around them, brilliant rays of light were blessed on the bodies of the coalition soldiers.

There were also various powerful spells such as meteors, fireballs, ice cones, and lightning flying into the sky, attacking the Burning Ember Legion that was marching rapidly not far away.

"Boom!"

A steam tank that was speeding was hit by a fire meteor. It instantly burned and exploded, turning into a pile of scrap iron with black smoke.

On the towering walls of Collins City, the thirty Apollo Crossbows continuously shot out giant arrows dragging light, piercing the steam tanks, armored vehicles and soldiers of the Burning Ember Empire from a distance of thousands of meters.

The angry roar of the commander-in-chief of the armored forces, the Dragon Blood Marquis Arturo, came from the horn in the steam tank.

"For the Burning Ember Empire, for His Majesty Cassius, the whole army listens to my order, crush them for me!"

The steel behemoths roared through the wasteland, and the thick gun barrels suddenly burst into flames, bombarding the land forces of the coalition forces, producing a terrifying explosion.

Under the special armor-piercing bullets mixed with alloys in the steam tank, even the heavy shields of the Shield God are not indestructible, and those infantrymen wearing heavy armor will be blown to pieces.

Thick steam and billowing black smoke swept over, and these steel behemoths rushed towards the soldiers of the coalition.

"We have never been cowards in the Fadlan Empire! Don't retreat, protect our territory!"

"For Fadlan!"

The officers on the front line drew their sabers, roared heartbreakingly, and led the soldiers to rush to the front of the tank, wanting to besiege this "beast" made of steel.

"Boom--"

However, the reality is not the story told by the bards. The long spears of the coalition soldiers looked so pale and powerless in front of the tank armor.

The steam tank rolled over without hesitation, blood and meat splattered, and the tracks instantly became bloody. The steam tank still roared forward, leaving only blood and fragments on the ground.

On the front battlefield on land, dozens of steam tanks as pioneers drove straight into the coalition positions, rudely breaking through their defense lines and dividing the coalition forces into countless scattered small pieces.

These steam tanks destroyed the fortifications built by the coalition with their powerful main guns, and the infantry of the Burning Empire followed the steam tanks and marched quickly.

They entered the enemy positions along the gaps created by the tanks' breakthroughs, skillfully shooting and throwing grenades to form a dense firepower network to cover the tanks' advance.

After countless drills and exercises, the tactics of infantry-tank coordination were almost engraved into the bones of these imperial soldiers, almost forming a conditioned reflex.

Under the heavy hammer-like offensive of the Burning Legion, the soldiers of the coalition were caught off guard and fell in large numbers like harvested wheat. For a time, the front battlefield was littered with corpses and filled with smoke.

If it were an ordinary army, it would probably have fallen into panic and completely collapsed under the steel torrent of the Burning Empire.

But the coalition forces of North Ethel were composed of extraordinary forces such as the troops left over from the Fadlan Empire, the Celestial Legion of the Silver Heaven, and the Arcane Legion of the City of All Laws.

Under the turbulent offensive of the Empire, they were frustrated for only a moment, but they quickly adjusted themselves, found means to deal with it, and launched a fierce counterattack.

The mages of the Arcane Legion chanted spells, raised their staffs, and brilliant spells flashed, and the magic net around them fluctuated violently.

Various fire walls, stone walls, and force field walls blocked the steel behemoths. The clouds and mists produced by the spells blinded their vision. The raised rocks overturned the tanks, and the sharp ice spikes pierced the armor.

There were even space cracks that suddenly appeared, causing the steam tanks that did not have time to brake to fall into the abyss.

"The dragon claws that are overestimating their own abilities! I will let you taste the anger of the descendants of the sun god!"

The angels flapped their wings and hovered in the air, with fierce flames in their eyes, like demigods descending to the world.

The angels raised their exploding divine swords and pointed them at the sky, releasing an extremely dazzling light.

Marquis Karen swung his sword and roared: "For the Holy Fadlan! I will give you destruction with the sacred fire!"

"Boom!"

Several golden-red pillars of fire fell from the sky, instantly piercing through the steam tanks in the front - including the "Old Buddy" class tank with great military exploits.

The engines of these steel behemoths made a harsh wail, and then exploded instantly, leaving only a few piles of smoking scrap metal, and the drivers were also wiped out.

The Barani angels above the clouds drew their bows and arrows, aimed at the Burning Ember Legion on the ground, and shot out metal arrows one after another, and the silver hair like lightning danced with these elf-like archers.

The arrows pierced the clouds and fell with a harsh explosion. They intertwined in the air, dragging bright silver light tails, like a gorgeous meteor shower.

These arrows hit the steel behemoth and penetrated deeply into the heavy armor, instantly creating an explosive whirlwind mixed with dust and snow inside the tank, completely destroying its internal structure.

Another archer god raised his bows and arrows and shot the arrows like streams of light at the soldiers of the Burning Empire, piercing their hearts flowing with dragon blood.

And these infantrymen on the ground were completely unable to hit the angels in the clouds. They could only charge under the torrential rain of light arrows and step over the bodies of their dead comrades with difficulty.

The coalition's counterattack was very effective. In just over ten minutes, the Burning Legion lost 21 steam tanks. The Burning Legion had never encountered such an evenly matched opponent.

But the sky is not the territory of the gods and celestial creatures, and the air force of the Burning Empire is equally powerful.

Although in terms of quality, the flying dragons and sub-dragons of the Burning Legion are slightly inferior to those celestial creatures who are born strong and kind, but in terms of quantity, they have a crushing advantage.

Not to mention those dragon vein monsters that have received the blessing of dragon blood many times and have far superior strength to their own kind.

"Ah--"

The leader of the flying dragon legion, Smaug, a nearly 20-meter-long atavistic flying dragon, howled to the sky and roared angrily, and his power was no less than that of a real red dragon.

At the call of the leader, thousands of two-legged flying dragons raised their necks and roared together, flapping their wings in a disorderly manner, rushing towards the celestial legion like a surging tide.

Many of the flying dragons have a soldier wearing special clothes on their backs, but they are not knights with superb riding skills and strict requirements, but so-called "flying soldiers".

You should know that the flying dragons and sub-dragons of the Imperial Air Force are also clearly divided into arms. Among them, there are "bomber dragons" equipped with bombing devices, and "combat dragons" equipped with machine guns and howitzers. The flying soldiers of the Empire are special forces responsible for operating these weapons.

"Da Da Da Da——"

The machine guns on the chests of the flying dragons spewed out hot flames, and the machine guns installed on the sides fired terrifying shells. The dense firepower immediately suppressed the Celestial Legion.

The angels could only hide behind the shield envoys and continuously shoot arrows to fight back. They had no time to take care of the coalition forces on the ground.

One after another, the two-legged flying dragons fell from the sky with wailing, but some angels were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.

The leader of the Red Scale Conqueror, the Dragon Blood Marquis of the Empire, Alger, rode on the broad back of the Dragon Vein Giant Eagle and led the real flying dragon knights to join the chaotic battle group in the sky.

Alger raised the burning sword in his hand, rushed to the front of the team, and shouted loudly: "For the Burning Empire, for His Majesty Cassius, destroy them-"

"Dragon Roar Charge!" He pointed the Everburning Sword in his hand at the Celestial Legion.

Suddenly, hundreds of dragon knights charged at the same time, and the dragons under them spread their wings, dived at high speed, and opened their mouths, roaring through the sky.

"Roar--"

In an instant, these dragon roars produced a wonderful resonance, and the dragon group composed of hundreds of flying dragons seemed to be integrated into one, and the soldiers of the Celestial Legion trembled and shuddered.

A hundred-meter-long red dragon phantom appeared in their eyes, swooping down in their direction.

In an instant, the Red Scale Conquerors stabbed out their spears, waved their swords, chopped off the golden heads, broke through the defense line of the Shield God Envoy, and created a huge gap in front of the Celestial Legion.

After fighting hard for a while, the Red Scale Conquerors climbed up at the same time, almost straight up to the sky, preparing for the next dive, and the Dragon Legion had already followed them into the gap of the Celestial Legion.

The dragons flapped their wings, stretched out their heads, bit the bodies of the Celestial Warriors with their sharp teeth, and pierced their chests with the poisonous needles at the tips of their tails.

The machine guns on their chests and the machine guns on their sides often spewed out fierce flames, beating the fragile angels into sieves.

"Ah - Kill you!"

The white dragon had a fierce face, waving its wings with its claws and teeth, and pounced on the Celestial Legion. She spewed extremely cold frost from her throat, instantly freezing several Celestial Warriors into ice cubes.

The two-legged dragons, Asian dragons and the Celestial Legion fought hand-to-hand, entangled and fighting in a ball.

During this process, many flying dragons were pierced through the heart and beheaded by the heavenly warriors. These loyal and brave soldiers carried the glory of heaven and vowed to fight the evil invaders to the end.

But there were also ferocious flying dragons that tore the heavenly creatures into pieces, causing their flesh and blood to fly everywhere, and even their remains became horrible. The greedy flying dragons, their goals were also simple - to vent their desire for killing, attract the attention of the emperor, and obtain more noble blood.

The clouds were dispersed by the fierce battle, and even dyed gray and black by the gunpowder smoke. The light of heaven was intertwined with the fire and explosion of machine guns, and the roar of flying dragons, the roar of heavenly warriors, and the whistling of machine guns were all mixed together.

The bodies of flying dragons, the remains of heavenly creatures, broken limbs and blood kept falling, and at this moment the sky also became a cruel flesh and blood mill. (End of this chapter)